Qin Zheng opened his eyes, although he had communicated with the mountain god in the sea of consciousness for so long, only a moment had passed in reality.

It can be seen that the eyes of the mountain god are no longer so gentle, they have become sharp, and the last consciousness is about to dissipate, he bows deeply and quickly walks away from the corpse battlefield.

After seeing Qin Zheng leaving, the mountain god looked at the two Celts who had been almost killed by the thunder, and asked, "Descendants of Arthur's little ghost, who gave you the courage to come to the mountain and sea realm to be presumptuous?" Really deceived me, is there no one in Great Xia! ”

The voice of the mountain god was so loud and sacred that the golden knight and the white-haired witch began to tremble unconsciously, this was the suppression of the person, as if they were pressed by the mountains, and they could not breathe.

'How could he still be conscious after being eroded by the weirdness?' Are the Great Xia gods really that terrifying? You can defeat the strange power! ’

This is the only thought in the hearts of the two, they want to escape, but they can't escape at all.

"Lord Sanjin, we have no intention of offending, please be merciful! We're going to get everyone out of the mountains and seas right away. The two of them spoke in unison, quite respectfully, how could there be a little bit of arrogance at the beginning?

After hearing this, the mountain god sneered: "Let you go? And then let you continue to do whatever you want in the mountains and seas? The thoughts of your hearts cannot escape my eyes. ”

Thundered!

Thousands of high mountains rose from the ground, like meteorite generals, slapping at the two of them, covering the sky and the sun.

"You forced me!"

Seeing that the lie was exposed, the Golden Knight no longer hid it, and took out a Sun Medal in his hand, which was the family glory of the Gawain family, and it was a life talisman given to him by his father before leaving.

"White Horse Knight, please!"

I saw that Jiahui burst out with a light like the scorching sun, and gradually a handsome blonde knight emerged from it, dressed in white, riding a white horse, extremely holy.

He was Gawain, one of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table of King Arthur.

The white-clothed figure held the neon-shining holy sword Karadin, and with a slight slash, a ray of sword light burst out, cutting off the mountains one by one.

Endless debris drifted across the sky like a rocky rainstorm.

"I've seen my ancestors." The Golden Knight knelt on one knee and greeted the Ancestor.

Gawain pointed casually, and a sun mark appeared on the golden knight's armor, and the broken wound was repairing little by little. Then he smiled and bowed to the mountain god:

"Master Mantra, we'll meet again."

"The one next to Arthur's little ghost, you've become so strong." The mountain god sighed, times have really changed.

"After all, it's been more than 6,000 years, and it's time to change a pig to reach this realm, are you being eroded by weirdness?"

"yes, my consciousness could dissipate at any moment."

"That's a pity, the death of a god like you is a loss for Great Xia."

The two exchanged pleasantries, just like when old acquaintances met, and Gawain's face was so gentle.

In fact, the fight between the two has never stopped, Gao Wen swung his sword again and again to try to kill the remnant soul of the mountain god, he clearly knew the state of the mountain god at this moment, if the other party was in a state of total victory, he would definitely turn his head and leave, but now it is different.

The mountain gods are also mobilizing the entire northern mountain range to kill Gao Wen, and meteorites, heavenly fire, heavenly thunder, divine trees, etc. have gathered through the power of rules, just like the end of the world.

"Don't be sad about my death, at least I can kill you before I dissipate completely."

......

Qin Zheng in the distance experienced the battle at the god level by looking at the six paths, and he was a little shocked, and at the same time, he also felt that he was too reckless, thanks to the strange mountain god who regained consciousness, otherwise he would definitely not have escaped from this kind of heavenly punishment.

He did not dare to linger any longer, and immediately fled when he found the dragon horse's hooves facing west.

Phew!

The foal neighed excitedly, it originally wanted to run away after sensing the earth-shattering energy fluctuations, and felt that the cook had no doubt, but now it was quite excited to see that Qin Zheng was still alive, and the slippery fish meat at night was there.

Qin Zheng couldn't understand the horse's mental activities, but seeing that the little dragon horse who was not ashamed and ashamed looked at his spatial magic weapon, he guessed and guessed, and directly slapped the hooves on the west head, and said angrily:

"Your master, I don't have a few pieces of slippery fish meat in your heart, it's important, right?"

The hoof was about to nod his head toward the west, but he immediately realized that something was wrong, and shook his head violently, and was about to throw out the water inside, for fear that the cook would beat him.

Qin Zheng was speechless, why did he put on such a shameless mount? Is it too late to change heads?

Alone and on the road, the goal is to expel others sent by the Celtic Empire and find out the Wild Terrans to investigate the hidden truth of these Riddlers.

Return countdown: 37:00:00.

Qin Zheng sat on horseback and examined himself, after obtaining the divinity of the Northern Mountain God's Spell B this time, he no longer felt as he did before, in the darkness he could feel the entire Northern Mountain Range calling him, and he could hear the hearts of every grass and tree, but his strength did not increase in the slightest.

It seems that learning to use divinity must be on the agenda, and this power cannot be wasted.

The words of the mountain god had a great impact on him, there were too many secrets hidden in this world, since he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it anymore, even if he understood this kind of thing, it wouldn't be of much use.

On the contrary, the constitution of the Chosen One makes him a little unbelievable now, how can a cultist be the Chosen One? The original owner of this body was a pure unlucky one. That guy lived for seventeen or eighteen years without becoming an extraordinary, and finally was tricked into a cult, and he had nothing to do with the word God's Choice.

"Could it be that I became the chosen one because of the existence of the golden scroll? Not only can it absorb the abilities of alien beasts, but it also gives me a body of righteousness?

Indeed, I also met Huang Ziyang after opening the golden scroll, and this body was quite ordinary before. ”

Qin Zheng muttered to himself, and he gradually felt that the crossing might not be an accident.

The golden scroll comes from his family's ancestral jade pendant.

Big head.

'How does it feel like you're in a whirlpool?' ’

Qin Zheng's desire to become stronger at this moment is even stronger, he is a free and easy person, yearning for freedom, he doesn't want to fall into unnecessary danger, no one can force him to do anything, he only lives for himself.

He could go to the Yizi Prison to fight side by side with Huang Ziyang to deal with the impossible Wei Po, which was a favor, and was touched by the scholar's behavior of protecting the people rather than die.

You must know that at the beginning, when Huang Ziyang said that he asked him for help for the people of Bingyi County, he really wanted to beat the Tsing Yi Jinshi, isn't this a moral kidnapping? Later, it was also because of the need for a Confucian spell that he was really involved in this matter.

He can join the camp against the Martial King, because that old bastard sent someone to assassinate him, and Huang Ziyang died at their hands, this revenge must be avenged!

He also knew that he would get involved in big trouble, but he also wanted to stop the Celts who invaded the mountain and sea realm, because he had a sense of belonging to the descendants of Yan and Huang in his heart.

These are the things he wants to do, and they are the things he feels he should do.

'Yu Pei, where are you from?' How did you come up with the golden scroll? Where are you going to lead me? And why did you lead me to the other world? ’

Phew!

Ryoma let out a long hiss that interrupted Qin Zheng's thoughts, and when he looked up, he saw a bare mountain, which was very barren.

But on top of this bald mountain, there was an ancient tree, and this tree was so dazzling, standing alone on the top of the mountain, like a king, and the bark of the tree was like scales, shining brightly.

The branches of this tree are extremely sharp, straight up and down, like a hedgehog, and at the top hangs a green fruit similar to a cactus, crystal clear, exuding a mist of aura, which is mouth-watering.

This is the spirit fruit.