The divine envoy was silent, and looked at Qin Ziwei who was calm and contemplative on the side, his gaze was heavy and undulating, and he couldn't observe the secret of the deep cold at the bottom of his pupils.

The eleventh prince kicked the furnace to vent for a while, and also calmed down, but the residual anger on his face did not subside, so he asked: "The god has made the lord hide in the vision space and never show up, but why?"

If there is a divine envoy who comes forward to suppress it, then how can Ye Ling dare to be so arrogant.

With a unique arrogance and coldness on his face, Shenmin said: "This person has the ability to see through my true name, if it is not a last resort, I will not appear in the sight of his divine machine." ”

The gods are the lower gods of the divine realm, like the call of the gods, this kind of embodied miracle recognized by the gods and gods is born in the human world, and it is natural that someone needs someone who can guide the embodied people to ascend to the heavenly realm as gods.

Ordinary high-ranking or middle-ranking beings are not afraid of this, but if the lower god reveals his identity, and if the true name of the lower god is called out by the mortal person, the fate will inevitably be infected with the fate of a mortal person, which will become very troublesome.

Qin Hao gradually calmed down, and glanced at Qin Ziyu with a faint gaze, but the content of his words was to say to this god: "If this person is not removed, it will be difficult for the rest of his life." ”

The corners of Qin Ziwei's eyebrows moved slightly, her gentle eyes were dyed with a layer of cold water, and in the depths of those harmless pupils, there seemed to be a blue electric flame rushing forward, which made people's hearts feel awe.

Qin Hao said in his heart, but his face was silent.

The majestic god priest robe moved his palm slightly, and took out an ebony scepter with a metallic sheen, the tip of which extended and branched into two short pieces.

On each end, there is a fist-sized bead, the bead is bright red, like a blood-filled mantra bead, and the surface of the bead is overflowing with an ancient black spell that flows tightly like living water.

The pitch-black ebony scepter looked extremely ancient, the ancient surface had decayed and cracked, and in the crack, there was a thick blood flowing from the viscous blood, staining his entire palm bright red.

Even if they were a few meters away, they could feel the faint power of the evil curse that swirled above the scepter, and Qin Ziwei just glanced at it, and an unexpected nausea viscous feeling spread from the depths of his heart.

Then she occupied her whole body, and her stomach seemed to be held tightly by a blood-stained palm, and the lingering blood and stickiness made her stomach convulsions for a while.

I saw that the god held the scepter, and the sharp ebony tail lightly touched the ground, and with the god standing as the center, a huge scarlet circle rose from under his feet.

The bodies of the people of God began to rise.

It wasn't that he had flown up, but that a large, dark beast had awoken from its slumber, and the gods stood on top of its head, the sharp end of the scepter stuck deep into its skull, and the two fist-sized beads of blood began to glow with a blinding scarlet glow.

Qin Hao was afraid

With inexplicable frenzy and excitement in his frightened eyes, he couldn't help but step forward, stretched out his palm tremblingly, wanting to touch the barbs on the huge beast's body like deep sea rocks, and he said in a trembling voice: "Ancient beast, gluttony...... It's going to be revived, and its power is ...... It's about to be mine. ”

Shenmin threw a cold gaze at him, Qin Hao's movement about to caress stopped, and his palm hung down in his sleeve robe, but he still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The two fist-sized beads of blood above the scepter suddenly began to pour out a large amount of blood, like two endless streams of blood, blood poured into it, and sprinkled it on the body of the huge evil beast like no money.

The gluttonous body was extremely large, like a small giant mountain, but even so, its huge body seemed to be unable to withstand the blood contained in the two blood beads in the scepter.

It roared in pain, trying to struggle, but its head was nailed deep into the soul by the scepter, even if it was a small god who was weak enough to be shocked to death by its roar, once the soul was charged, it could only be slaughtered without any resistance.

In just a few sticks of incense, the entire huge body of the gluttonous man was soaked in that large amount of blood.

The gods twisted their palms slightly, and the scepter suddenly cracked into countless long blades as sharp as knives, with boundless terrifying flames, cutting out countless deep blood holes on the blood-stained body of the glutton, and before the blood in the glutton's body flowed out, the blood in the pool of blood spontaneously ignited without fire, and flowed into its wounds.

The gluttonous man erupted in an earth-shattering roar of pain and sorrow, and it was not until all the blood flowed into its body that the bloody mouth slowly healed, and the long blade of the sawdust that had been cracked out was like a snake, recondensed into the form of a scepter.

It's just that the two beads on the scepter have lost their original luster, as if blood has been drained, and have turned into a transparent color of glass.

The gluttony was languishing in the big array, but the aura had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Originally, it was born from an ancient fierce beast, and the fierce aura in its body was born since ancient times, but after absorbing the blood contained in those two blood beads, this gluttonous breath actually had a little more ancient vicissitudes of divine consciousness.

The gods stood high in the sky, hunting in the robes, looking down on the earth with indifferent eyes, and said: "There is a boundless universe hidden in the belly of the gluttonous man, which can swallow the world, although this son is said to be a citizen of the Great Jin Dynasty, his life is filthy, and the ghost baby prince of the Yue country is generally incomprehensible, born ominous, and the heavens are angry, and he deserves to be punished." Thirteen days later, the crime was announced to the world and sentenced to death by fire eating!"

At the same time, the huge body of the gluttonous man melted like flowing water, and under the tearing and pulling of the long wind, a surge of dance actually rushed into Qin Hao's body.

The bright yellow python robe became pitch black and dark, and the four-clawed python on the robe was gradually replaced by a pitch-black beast as if it had been torn and swallowed by something.

Bloody wind hunting, long nights.

Qin Ziwei's elegant and pitch-black pairs

The water-colored eyes were reflected by the blood flame with a deep dark night color, and the palm hidden in the sleeve gradually tightened.

Qin Hao once again showed that well-behaved smile on his face: "Sister Huang, you might as well consider your brother's suggestion." ”

The gloomy color in Qin Ziwei's eyes faded and turned into a deep confusion.

......

......

The matter of Ling Tiansu breaking into the palace at night finally spread in Kyoto.

The call of God is a vital event to obey the will of heaven, and mortals on earth become gods, which can be called miracles since ancient times.

It has been a thousand years since the founding of the Jin Kingdom, and in these thousand years, no one has really been able to ascend to become a god, even the sword god Xingjing, but he has only practiced for thousands of years before he can be collected by the gods.

But now this little prince is not yet twenty years old, but he can attract the call of the gods, and the fingerprints of the gods.

This is undoubtedly a feast of ecstasy worthy of celebration for the whole country for the whole country.

The perennial war and killing, the loss and destruction of the mountains and rivers, the strong rise of the country, and the passage of the country's capital have made the most ordinary people in the Jin Kingdom aware of it.

The edifice will fall.

This thousand-year-old country has come to the end of history.

Without creative change, no one could have prevented the decline and demise of the Jin Kingdom.

Gate valve family no.

The son of the Ye family, who can be called side by side with Wu Ying, can't either.

Unless a miracle is born.

And the eleventh prince is undoubtedly a miracle to the end.

Even the lords of several gates, who were high and arrogant, lowered their arrogant heads because of this.

Even Xiao Sima Feng, the commander of the black-armored army who swore allegiance to the Son of Heaven for many years, was able to serve that bowl of poisonous ginseng porridge without any psychological obstacles.

The general trend is gone, and the destiny has returned.

The eleventh prince is the unquestionable and blasphemous destiny in the hearts of the people of the city.

The son of the Ye family in the Jin Kingdom does have great military exploits, as well as dedication and kindness that cannot be ignored, but all of this is really worth mentioning at the root of the country.

As a result, the people who had stripped the dragon scales, broken the dragon's horns, and destroyed the palace with their bare hands were just exchanged for everyone smiling bitterly and shaking their heads, but at this moment, because of this night break into the palace, they reached an unprecedented angry consensus.

The snow in the imperial city has melted, and the snow on the cliffs in the distant mountains outside the city is still deep.

This time, the meeting between Ling Tiansu and Murong Heng was not in the small manor, but on this superb view of the snow cliff.

(PS: Thank you to the little cutie "I didn't expect a good name" for the huge huge huge support, mua!)