"So what is my current situation?" Emperor Shang breathed a deep sigh of relief. Instead of using oxygen from the Earth's stores, Hagia Sophia had spent his breath of essence while his body was transformed.

"Blood-wise, you're pretty much a pure-blood Protoss now." Saint Sophia tapped her forehead with her finger and thought for a moment, "If you say it a little more excessively, with your current bloodline, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are the ancestor of Huaxia." ”

After all, there are two demigod hearts, one is 12,000 years ago, and the other is 13,000 years ago, and your two emperors Yan and Huang together have not been able to count until 4,000 years old, and it is not an exaggeration to talk about the ancestors.

In other words, if you dig deeper, you say that Emperor Shang has inherited the ancestor's demigod heart from the tomb of an unknown number of years, and you say that it is the ancestral bloodline of most of East Asia, there may be no problem.

"Then I'm considered to have entered the god character generation now?" Shang Di looked at Saint Sophia and asked.

"Pretty much." Saint Sophia nodded, "Although you can't fight now, ordinary people can't beat you either." Unless it's in the top 50 on the heavenly list, it's enough to even break your defense. ”

Here is still considering the situation of returning the Solomon ring on Emperor Shang's hand to a left.

But as long as Solomon's Ten Commandments are still in his hand, Emperor Shang is an indescribable defense of copper and iron walls, and standing there makes you have nothing to do with the sun and a hand of gamma rays flowing through your body, and you are all right.

But if he encounters those cultivators who are already close to the limit of immortals and can already attract the power of the massive earth itself, Emperor Shang will have a little harder skin and a little harder internal organs, and the others will still be beaten.

"These ten rings, you wear them on your hands first, and then give them back to me when you really advance to the demigods." Saint Sophia looked at Emperor Shang's current state and nodded with satisfaction, "You in this form are the form that I think can save my life." ”

"......" seems to be the same.

Before me, although my physique was compared to many ordinary people, and the muscles of my body seemed to be really strong, as long as it was a natural disaster that could be named, I could send myself away directly.

Right now? The current situation is that as long as it is not a meteorite with a range of more than 50 kilometers from the sky, and a meteorite above the iron core level has to accelerate all the way down from the stratosphere, then Emperor Shang can confidently save his life.

Riding a horse, although the Ten Commandments themselves have their own abilities, Emperor Shang was reminded that the state of being a god was impure and his authority was insufficient;

But there's an outrageous passivity to this thing.

When the Ten Commandments are at the same time, its passive protective power is equivalent to a four-winged angel, although you look at a low-level one, but the power of the four-winged angel is equivalent to a true god.

It is no wonder that in the Middle East and Egypt, which were like monsters three thousand years ago, Solomon was able to communicate the region like a hegemon; As a ruler, you go out with a true god to protect you, and you feel that you are quite confident. The beliefs of other small families may be a wild monster that has become a spirit, or it has been smashed in the Central Plains, and it is impossible to develop and then come here to cultivate.

You can't beat him like you hit a turtle shell.

Then he can use the ring to resist your beating, not to mention, and maybe he can also send you to other "demon gods" that you can't beat at all.

Who can afford this?

It is no wonder that when Solomon was alive, he clearly divided thirteen governors like the feudal system, but none of the governors dared to rebel.

I want to have this thing, and I'm also the first emperor of the Jewish lineage.

……

In the belly of the Kunlun Mountains. The vitality of Ye Wutian's body had come to an end, but now no one cared about it for the time being, they were all looking at the pictures transmitted back from the satellite, and the people who studied immortality were more or less fixed in place.

"Sequence 0, number 0. Sure enough, there is only the possibility of being called the wrong name, and there is no possibility of misplacing it. Tianbang stayed for her, it was an honor for Tianbang. An old man with a three-zhang long gourd on his back, covered with blood and vines, looked at the picture of St. Sophia carrying Emperor Shang hanging in the sky above the Pacific Ocean in front of him, and sighed.

"The probability of confirming Hagia Sophia Constantine as a living god is one hundred percent. Judging its rank, it is at least a median deity. The last time she suppressed the energy burst, she used no more than half of her strength. Another old man, who had been floating a chessboard in front of him, also sighed.

"Gods......" Another old man with a cold light sword behind him that almost slashed through the entire mountain range was also sighing.

"If I still have a thousand years of life, or if I have only set foot on the immortal road for a short time, I can't say that I will have to disperse all my strength, and ask the gods to have mercy. It's a pity...... "At this point, who doesn't know that immortals are hated by the planet, and only by walking the gods is Yangguan Avenue?"

But at that time, the light flew by, and wrinkles began to climb into the corners of your eyes when you were over thirty, and when you were thirty-five years old, you could call yourself an old man, and you said that you had a fairy gate cheats in front of you, do you cultivate or not?

In the same way, they are also approaching the end of the limit now, but if they disperse their cultivation and die immediately, or continue to wait for the will of the earth to "not play childish" and let them go, which one can they choose?

"That little singer named Fei Ran, what kind of physique do you calculate?" The old man with the sword behind his back asked the old man who had been playing chess.

"It's almost a pure yin body. But it didn't work. The old man who played chess tapped the black chess pieces in his hand on the chessboard, "The man who has just stepped into the immortal path may be able to avoid ten to twenty years of penance, and he can save the little fairy seedlings who are about to be burned to death because the fire nature true yuan can't control them, and the rest has no function." ”

For top-level demi-immortals like them, who were almost one step away, the effect of Fei Ran's physique was not at all.

Therefore, the members who were watched by the Great Wall of the Dove's Nest a week ago, and sent out to prepare a supernatural surprise for Fei Ran were naturally called back.

If you don't move her, everyone can still nest up and discuss some intrigues a little.

If you move her, Saint Sophia is afraid that she will come to the door.

As we all know, the most powerful gods can also take away more than ten immortals of the same level, and now they have Saint Sophia, and they can't run away.

"Now it's just a matter of waiting. The road to the gods, once it begins, is not a single step. The old man who played chess threw a piece of white characters into the chessboard in front of him, "The material from which the bones of the gods are cast is at least a complete non-ferrous meteorite. In terms of material loss, the aura that may be carried above is enough for two people to ascend to immortals. I want a seat. ”