No one knew how high the God of Law had been kicked by Mu Wei's kick, but everyone saw that the surface of the God of Law's body was on fire due to the violent friction with the air, and his clothes were burned clean, and even the body hair on his body was burned out.

Gently clapping her little hands, Mu Wei smiled and looked at Yan Chimei.

"Have you thought about it? Become one of the seven new gods of the goddess of war, and have the goddess of war to help you promote to god, and inherit the god position of Killing Red Electric Charm = Medis. The Great Yan Dynasty is your exclusive place of faith, and every year you dedicate seventy percent of the power of faith you harvest to the goddess of war, and the rest, you don't need to do anything. ”

After a slight pause, Mu Wei added with a smile: "Of course, if a war breaks out between the war god system and other god systems, you must participate in the war. At the same time, I also want to remind you that the god of war is an old pervert, if you become a god of the goddess of war, you must be careful not to be alone with him, the woman that guy has harmed is no less than a few fools in the Temple of Punishment!"

Yan Chimei squinted at Mu Wei: "As a clergyman of the God of War Temple, every word of your words can be regarded as blasphemy. ”

Mu Wei opened her ruddy mouth slightly, tilted her head and pondered for a while, and then nodded seriously: "It seems to be a little, but it doesn't matter, no one in the War God Temple dares to deal with me." After all, I have a very high rank in the Divine Descent Family, and to be exact, the current presiding Saint of the God of War Temple, he is the descendant of my three hundred and seventy-ninth generation of relatives, so ......"

Grinning extremely proudly, Mu Wei looked up to the sky and smiled triumphantly: "I just said blasphemous words, who dares to do anything to me?"

Lin Qi and the others' faces all became very strange, the current God of War Temple's presiding saint was her descendant after three hundred and seventy-nine generations? ordinary people have reproduced one generation in twenty years, but at the level of those old monsters of the Divine Descendant Family, because of the continuous improvement of their strength, their ability to reproduce offspring has become extremely weak like that of the Dragon Clan.

When they reached the power of the saint level, they would probably be able to reproduce their offspring smoothly for a hundred years. But when you reach the realm of demigods, if you are not careful, you may not be able to sprout and bear fruit for thousands of years. Three hundred and seventy-nine generations, what a terrifying number for the power and demigods of the Holy Realm, Mu Wei's parents, could it be that they are both old immortals who directly survived the war of the gods?

"I'm curious, if it's really human beings who survived that era, are they still interested in doing this kind of thing?" Osmanthus Tree sighed lightly: "According to my understanding of 'human beings', unless you unlock the ...... in your blood and soul"

The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse didn't speak, but a four-colored thunderbolt erupted from the Doomsday Throne and slammed into the trunk of the osmanthus tree. The osmanthus tree, which was scorched by electricity, immediately convulsed and roared: "What did I say wrong? I just said...... It seems, what did I really say wrong?Lin Qi, Lin Qi, don't ask me, hurry up and raise the four origin elements to the so-called demigod peak state, and then, you will know a lot of things you should know!"

Lin Qi was so angry that he crooked his mouth, he hated these two old guys who only knew how to hang their appetite more and more.

Mu Wei laughed triumphantly for a while, and then she looked at Yan Chimei very sternly: "Consider it, become a god of the goddess of war! Become a god, isn't this something that many mortals dream of? You, what else is there to hesitate?"

Yan Yan's skin was already a little red, and a small part of his black crystal-textured heart had turned red. In his wide sleeves, his palms had more than doubled in size than usual, his palms were bloodshot and red, and under the translucent skin you could see the hot juice like magma flowing slowly, each drop containing a terrifying power that could destroy a city.

Yan Chimei didn't answer Mu Wei's words for a long time.

She lifted her eyes and looked out at the night sky in the distance.

Dark clouds swirled in the dark sky, and the wind blew the dark clouds, setting off countless layers of overlapping cloud barriers under the canopy. Between the clouds, a faint white-red light flickered. Heavy snow fell through the cracks in the dark clouds, and the snowflakes from the Odin Ice Field, which had been frozen into ice flakes, could not even be blown by the wind, but fell as heavily as bricks.

Lin Qi and the others also stared at Yan Chimei, a promise to become a god, at this moment, even Lin Qi didn't know what to say.

What can I say? Becoming a god, as Mu Wei said, this is something that many people dream of? And Mu Wei really put this opportunity in front of Yan Chimei. As the envoy of the God of War Temple, and at the same time full of mystery and weirdness Mu Wei, Lin Qi instinctively instinctively felt that she would not use such a strict thing as a joke.

The goddess of war did indeed give her such an oracle!

So, in the face of the temptation of becoming a god, what is Yan Chimei still hesitating? What else can she hesitate about? What else is worth her hesitation?

The corners of Mu Wei's mouth hooked up a strange smile, Lin Qi noticed Mu Wei's smile, and then his heart sank suddenly. Mu Wei's smile carried a hint of ridicule, a hint of disdain, a hint of contempt, a hint of sitting high in the clouds and overlooking the sacredness and supremacy of all beings. She was like a king who had thrown out a piece of flesh and bones, quietly watching the struggle of a wild dog!

Yes, since the soul was condensed into that strange crystal statue-like texture, Lin Qi's perception suddenly became stronger I don't know how many times. Almost instantly, he felt the thoughts in Mu Wei's heart - the female emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, Yan Chimei, in the eyes of this girl who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, was nothing more than a hungry wild dog on the side of the street, and a single piece of meat and bone could completely subdue her.

So arrogant, so arrogant, so confident, so determined!

That kind of domineering, that kind of domineering, that kind of wind and clouds that seem to be in the hands of heaven and earth, are light and dismissive.

Lin Qi narrowed his eyes, and then let out a helpless roar in the sea of spirits: "It's such a honor to be able to meet two gods in one day!

The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse smiled maliciously: "Would you do this?"

Lin Qi was silent for a while, and then he replied honestly: "I really want to strip her naked and throw her to Alda, the next generation of goddesses and demons, I think it will be very joyful!"

The osmanthus tree and the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse laughed at the same time, and then the osmanthus tree said softly: "Then, it is reincarnation and rebirth! In this way, this Mu Wei's spirit is almost healed. ”

Lin Qi nodded slowly, I don't know who Mu Wei is next to the goddess of war, her soul must have been repaired to the point of almost healing, so that she can use the method of reincarnation and rebirth to come to the world. An unlucky guy like the God of Law and Order, whose soul has not yet fully recovered, can only come out to meet people by taking his body and descending.

After all, in order to integrate the soul with great power and the weak fetus, the soul must have no flaws, it must be mellow and satisfactory, and it must be able to perfectly control every slight fluctuation of the soul to succeed.

And the power of the damaged Yan zhòng's divine soul fluctuated extremely violently, and it was impossible to fuse with the weak fetus.

With a deep exhale, Lin Qi focused all his attention on Yan Chimei. Unlike the God of Law, the reincarnated Mu Wei was at least a hundred times more difficult to deal with than him, and Lin Qi thought that he could not be Mu Wei's opponent now. So no matter what Mu Wei does, he is powerless to stop it.

Only Yan Chimei is the core of the field now, and she is the real protagonist, and her decision can determine the development of the situation in the field

Not only Lin Qi, but even the most sluggish Edith set their eyes on Yan Chimei.

Yan Chimei didn't answer for a long time, she just watched the dark clouds rolling in the sky, and the two beautiful women crouched together.

Long Cheng, who was suspended on the side, finally couldn't hold back some strange feelings in his heart, he deliberately coughed a few times, and after attracting Mu Wei's attention, he pointed to himself with a hippie smile: "Miss Mu Wei, may I ask, if Her Majesty the Empress becomes a god, then is there still a place for the God of War Temple to become a god?" To put it mildly, I think I actually have enough qualifications to become a god of war!"

Lin Qi's face was swollen with Long Cheng's words, and the others were silent.

Only the dragon city's divine qi was alive and cleared out the blood spirit green dragon halberd, and then the bloody qi that he had cultivated in the Eastern Continent to slaughter the city and destroy the country suddenly released. The rolling blood mist rose into the sky, and the pervasive evil qi covered a radius of thousands of meters, and a cyan dragon rolled and twisted in the blood mist, and from time to time raised to the sky and let out a loud dragon groan.

Mu Wei's eyes suddenly lit up, just like Lin Qi in the past when he picked up a silver coin on the street.

"Oh, that's amazing to me. Mu Wei made no secret of her admiration for Dragon City: "It's really surprising to me, looking at the battle array on your body, you have at least participated in thousands of wars, right? How many people have you killed? However, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that you are really the most scarce kind of person in our God of War Temple." ”

Clapping her hands gently, Mu Wei tilted her head, squinted her eyes very sweetly and smiled: "The gods of the goddess of war are all beautiful girls, you can't be her gods." But the god of war, his gods have also completely fallen several times in the god war, if you can please me, I can recommend you to the god of war god system and make you a god!"

Squinting and glancing at Yan Chimei, Mu Wei nodded very seriously: "You two just make a pair, a goddess and a male god, well, it's very suitable." ”