"Tsk."

Sitting upright on the Origin Demon Light Throne, watching the prayers and praises of the Western gods in the Void Dimension, Li Che couldn't help but be amazed.

There are many people who can make trouble, and he himself is the most trouble-making big devil in the wilderness, but like the Western gods, it is rare to see a trouble-making group with people who are good at doing things per capita.

I have never seen it before.

Either in the blessing, or on the way to the blessing, blessing means to do things, blessing constantly, doing things endlessly, looking at the universe of the wilderness, only the Western gods have this leisure and elegance.

Li Che suddenly had a feeling of hating to see each other late.

He, a demon who always likes to make trouble, and the Western gods who are also good at making trouble, can definitely be regarded as a sleeping dragon and phoenix.

"Ignorance is ignorance a little bit, but it's also funny."

Li Che couldn't speak the language of the Western gods, but he could understand the meaning, and he was speechless and more interested.

A small god comparable to a quasi-saint, and he dares to pretend to be an omnipotent master, Li Che is so old or the first time he has seen such an arrogant person, he is simply ignorant and stupid to the extreme.

But it is precisely because of ignorance and arrogance that it is more fun, and Li Che likes to help people recognize reality clearly, learn noble virtues such as humility and humility.

I only hope that the Western gods will have a good endurance at that time, and they will not be spoiled by him.

Under a divine tree at the level of spiritual root in the heavens, the god of destruction, Datian Shiva, is in deep meditation, with no external objects in his mind, and heaven and man are one.

But he seemed to be awake, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a light-hearted smile appeared, as if the praise of the gods had pleased him.

According to the rules of the game among the gods, the god who is pleasing by the praise will bless his devout followers and fulfill any wishes of the believers.

Shiva was pleasing with the praise of the gods, and it was time to wake up from meditation and bless the most devout devotees.

A pair of eyes as deep as the universe slowly opened, as if containing infinite mysteries, a majestic majesty spread, and Ji Luo Su suddenly showed many visions, endlessly.

Heavenly maidens, immortals, asuras and other illusory shadows of all things in heaven and earth appeared, and with the sound of praise as if there was nothing, it was even more strange and extraordinary.

Let's not talk about whether there is any mystery in it for the time being, but this pomp and posture is definitely worthy of the style of the gods of the gods.

Li Che and other supernatural powers don't have such a big pomp and circumstance.

When it comes to playing prestige, the Western gods are knowledgeable.

Seeing Shiva waking up from meditation, the voices of the gods chanting hymns became louder and louder, for fear that the omnipotent Lord would not notice his piety.

And although Shiva is the god of destruction, he is not a neurotic with a hole in his brain, and in the face of the pious praise of the gods, he is polite and praised.

This meeting is like a mutual blowing conference, you praise me for being omnipotent, I praise you for knowing everything, the main thing is that you give me face, I give you face.

And it's just bragging, I don't know how to be subtle and modest, first weigh the strength of the other party and then brag, and I just tout the other party so much.

"The West is not big, and the creation of myths is really worthy of its name."

In the Void Dimension, Li Che was stunned and sighed.

I have long heard that the Western gods can play, but I didn't expect that the Western gods are far better at playing than he imagined, and it is better to be famous than to meet, and to meet is even more famous.

Shiva is just comparable to a quasi-saint, and under the praise of the Western gods, it seems that he is stronger than Hongjun Dao Ancestor and Heavenly Dao, and Shiva can still accept it calmly without changing his face.

In terms of the thickness of the skin, it can simply break through the sky, and Li Che is willing to call the gods of the West the sin of thick skin.

Looking at the Western gods who were still praising each other endlessly, Li Che sighed in his heart, feeling that he still had too little knowledge.

He couldn't even understand how thick-skinned he had to be to accept the unrestricted praise of others without changing his face, and wouldn't he be a little ashamed?

Or has he been nesting in the West for a long time, and has completely become a frog at the bottom of the well, unable to see the vastness of the world and the world, and only knows that Yelang is arrogant?

Li Che couldn't figure out the specific reason, but one thing was certain, he was thick-skinned and didn't know it, and he was definitely the most distinctive tradition in the West.

From Zhun Ti, who is destined for the fame of Dafa, to the group of Western gods in front of him, it has been a good proof that Western beings are indeed thick-skinned.

Li Che thought that he was also a cheeky person, otherwise he would not be able to bear the scolding of the desolate beings and be indifferent, but compared to the Western gods, his cheekiness does not seem to be very thick.

At least he can't do the kind of hype that doesn't change his face, or the kind of praise that has no limits and is almost brainless.

After a period of mutual praise, the Western gods entered a new link, that is, the blessing stage, but this time it was both a blessing and not a blessing, more precisely, discussing one thing.

This time, the gods gathered in Jiluosa, on the one hand, to connect with feelings, and on the other hand, to elect a heavenly emperor who would rule the West and take charge of the Western rules and order.

New era, new atmosphere!

The two lich clans have become vain, and the emperor who is both the demon emperor and the emperor of heaven has fallen, and he has elected a emperor to take charge of the rules and order of the west, and he is not afraid of incurring retribution.

In general, the rain has passed, the weather has cleared, and I can do it again.

When Emperor Jun was still alive, none of the Western gods dared to mention the word Emperor of Heaven, but now that Emperor Jun died in the Lich War, and there is no new Emperor of Heaven in the Flood Wilderness, what happened to them that the West elected a Heavenly Emperor?

Who stipulated that the West could not produce the Emperor of Heaven? Which Heavenly Dao rule did the election of a Western Heavenly Emperor violate?

It's a big deal that when a new Emperor of Heaven appeared in the flood famine, he took off the name of Emperor of Heaven again.

Now, let's get over the addiction of the Emperor of Heaven first.

In order to elect the Emperor of Heaven who is in charge of the rule and order of the West, all the Western gods are present, Brahma, Vishnu, who is called the god of the three phases along with Shiva, and Indra, the god of thunder and lightning, Varuna, the god of water, Vayu, the god of wind, Yama, the god of death, Ajuni, the god of fire, and Suriya, the god of the sun.

As for the Asura clan who have always been against the gods, I'm sorry, but in the eyes of the gods, the crude and warlike Asura is not qualified to participate in the meeting of the gods, not even the Asura Mentor Sujiera.

On the question of who is the emperor of heaven, the Western gods have launched an extremely heated discussion.

Many Western gods and immortals are interested in having an addiction to the Emperor of Heaven, but there can only be one Emperor of Heaven, and a suitable one must be chosen, not that whoever goes to the Emperor can do it.

In order to fight for the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, the gods quarreled back and forth, and they were all red-faced, and they were never able to determine the candidates, only a few candidates.

Indra, the god of thunder and lightning;

the god of water, Valouna;

Sun god Suriya,

This trio has the highest support rate, and if nothing else, the Western Emperor will be born from the trio.

But just as the gods were arguing about who the emperor was, a sudden and piercing laugh suddenly sounded, interrupting the gods' thoughts.

"Hahaha"

In the midst of wild laughter, the void cracked, the throne came, and Li Che officially appeared.

On the Origin Demon Light Throne, Li Che laughed wildly as if he had lost his mind, and laughed so much that tears were about to flow out.

Li Che can swear to Heavenly Dao that he has never seen a famous scene more funny than the current one, and he can't laugh anymore, he really can't laugh anymore.

A group of gods who are similar to the turtles in the countryside want to elect the Emperor of Heaven, are the Western gods planning to make him laugh to death and then inherit his inheritance?

Li Che was deeply skeptical.

(End of chapter)