Eat the god mountain, devour the temple. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A golden round mirror with a radius of ten miles hangs high above the main hall.

The blazing flames that burned all things were overwhelming, burning a black barrier with all its might.

Under the attack of the Fire Lin Divine Army, the guardian enchantment of the God of Food Mountain, the Devouring God Realm, not only turned from black to red, but countless crimson cracks appeared on the enchantment, which was obviously about to shatter.

The thirteen god kings of the Alliance of Gods sat on their respective thrones, calmly looking at the Devouring God Realm that was about to shatter in the mirror, with different thoughts.

"This is the power of the legion! 100,000 main gods, can punish the god king. That's true!" A deep and excited voice was the first to break the silence, resounding through the Devouring Temple.

All the gods turned their heads to look at the Martial God - Wu Potian, their eyes were like water, and they were not shocked.

Martial God - Wu Potian, majoring in the law of martial arts, and also cultivating the law of soldiers.

If it is said that the killing god, Yuan Killing, is the most murderous among the gods, then Wu Potian is the most belligerent.

In particular, Wu Potian admires the combat of the legion, and likes to lead thousands of troops and horses to gallop on the battlefield.

In order to satisfy his warlike desires, Wu Potian not only directly established the "Martial Palace", but also formed a Martial God Legion.

Every time he encountered this kind of legion battle, Wu Potian would always boast to the gods about the supremacy of his legion.

"Heh, Wu Potian, don't brag about the supremacy of your legion!" Wu Potian's sworn enemy, Wenshen dialect, immediately said sarcastically, not saving face for the martial god at all.

Wu Potian was still angry, glared at the dialect angrily, and replied sarcastically: "It's better than your useless Wendao." ”

"Hmph, where is your martial arts better than my Wen Dao? Fang Yan looked at Wu Potian, shook the white fan lightly, and sneered: "Do you think that the strong are all fools? Stand still and fight your legion to attack." ”

"You?" Wu Potian glared at the dialect angrily, unabashedly unleashing his monstrous battle intent and pressing against the dialect.

The monstrous war intent turned into a bloody spear. The blood spear flashed, shooting straight at the dialect.

"Hmph!" Fang Yan waved his white fan, disdainfully fanning out a cyan breeze and fanning it towards the blood spear.

"Bang"

The blood gun against the light wind, after a stalemate for a while, they all came to an end, turned into smoke and dust, and slowly dissipated.

Seeing that his attack failed, Wu Potian and Fang Yan looked at each other, and their eyes turned into golden pupils at the same time.

The coercion unleashed by the two gods collided with each other, distorting the space!

Looking at Wu Potian and Fang Yan, who were about to have a big battle, a trace of helplessness flashed on the fat man's face.

The alliance of the gods has become a plate of loose sand.

Of course, there are reasons why the gods are unwilling to be restrained anymore because their cultivation is improved, and there are also reasons why the gods are reckless by nature, disagreeing with each other, and fighting hard.

"Knock Knock"

The crisp chime of the bell of the gods rang again, and it was endless.

Hearing the sound of the bell, Wu Potian and Fang Yan glanced at each other fiercely, and slowly put away their coercion unwillingly.

The rules of the League of Gods: When the Speaker rings the bell during the Council of the Gods, the gods must automatically shut up and wait for the Speaker to speak.

"Guys, we're talking about the future of the gods. Please restrain your temper. The fat man's cold gaze glanced at Wu Potian and the dialect again, and then said slowly.

The gods all nodded in agreement.

Under the general trend, Wu Potian and Fang Yan also had to nod in agreement.

The tense and imminent situation in the main hall has finally eased.

"Devouring the Beginning, do you know why the Fire Lin Army attacked your Food God Temple?!" The God of Light, Bai Hua, looked at the fat man and asked slowly.

When the fat man heard this, he thought about it carefully, shook his head and replied, "I don't know either." ”

"Although I have some grudges with the Great Elder of the Qilin Clan who is in charge of the Fire Lin Army, I won't see each other with swords!" The fat man's eyes flashed, and he thought of the third son who was beaten by himself, and said slowly.

"Really, then please ask His Highness Miao Yan to calculate and solve our doubts. The god of darkness, the dark, suddenly looked at the wonderful words that were closed and pondered, and asked.

"That's right!" the gods chimed in.

For the goddess of wonderful words, who is in charge of the law of fate, it is simply easy and difficult to calculate the cause and effect of an event.

Hearing the words of the gods' recommendation, Miao Yan slowly opened his eyes and said majestically and calmly: "Since your highnesses have invited you, Miao Yan should not let go. ”

The goddess of wonderful words slowly closed her eyes again and began to calculate the cause and effect of the Fire Lin Army's attack on the Food God Temple.

As the goddess of wonderful words urged the law of fate, a majestic and peaceful golden light slowly appeared on the goddess of wonderful words, and a quaint and chaotic-colored huge divine book appeared above her head.

Looking at the quaint divine book above the head of the goddess of wonderful words, the gods all invariably had a light in their eyes, and they were surprised in their hearts: "Book of Destiny! I didn't expect that the law of fate of wonderful words has been cultivated to such a point.

After a moment, the golden light on the goddess of wonderful words slowly disappeared, and the ancient book above her head slowly dissipated.

"How?" the gods asked in a rambling voice as the goddess of the Wonderful Words woke up.

It stands to reason that if something happens to the Food God Temple, it is a matter of devouring gods and demons - devouring the beginning, and it has nothing to do with the gods, and the gods don't need to care so much.

It's just that this time the fat man had an accident, but the gods didn't care and help?!

Next time, if something happens to the gods, who will care and help the gods?!

Therefore, the gods, at least on the surface, cared very much about the fat man.

The goddess of wonderful words nodded gently, indicating that she had understood the cause and effect

Looking at the eager gaze of the gods, the goddess of wonderful words suddenly smiled and said, "The fact that the Food God Temple was attacked by the Huolin Army was caused by the southfall. ”

"Oh!" the gods were astonished.

The fat man was even more surprised, and asked suspiciously: "Nanluo has nothing to do with the Qilin clan, why did this matter arise because of him?"

"Nanlu went on a killing spree in the North Sea, revealing his identity as an innate god and demon. The Great Elder of the Black Snake Clan of the North Sea Xuanying tried to catch Nanluo and take the opportunity to break through by devouring Nanluo. The goddess of wonderful words restrained her smile and said very calmly.

"What? This damn Xuanying Black Snake clan dares to arrest us and other primordial gods and demons!" When the gods heard this, they were furious and furious.

Although the gods have been scattered like a plate of sand, the gods have not forgotten the purpose of the alliance of gods: to protect the primordial innate gods and demons.

The gods know very clearly: the gods and demons of the primordial are connected with each other, one is prosperous and one is lost.

The act of capturing primordial gods and demons like the Xuanying Black Snake Clan is absolutely intolerable to the gods.

Therefore, when the gods heard this, they would be so furious, furious, and angry.

"Everyone, be quiet!" the calming voice of the goddess of wisdom calmed the wrath of the gods for a moment.

"It was when the Qilin clan heard the news that Nanluo was hiding in the Food God Temple, so they would attack the Food God Temple in a big way. The goddess of words continued.

"What, Nanluo isn't here!" As soon as Miao Yan finished speaking, the fat man interrupted Miao Yan suspiciously.

"Listen to me for now. Miao Yan opened his mouth to explain: "In exchange for the support of the strength of the Qilin clan, the Xuanying Black Snake Clan lied that Nanluo fell in the Food God Temple, and deceived the Fire Lin Army to attack the Food God Temple.

"What" The gods were in an uproar, obviously not expecting such a twist and turn.

When the gods were shocked, the goddess of wonderful words had already spoken about her countermeasures: "The importance of Nanluo to the Protoss must be clear to everyone. Now, Nanluo is in a deep crisis, and we will rescue him as soon as possible. ”

After the gods came back to their senses, they all nodded in agreement when they heard Miao Yan's suggestion: "That's right! We waited to go to Buzhou Shenshan as soon as possible to rescue Nanluo. ”