His Majesty the Emperor vomited blood.

The venerable star powerhouse returned to his base camp, and he had just finished checking his injuries, and found that the crack on the star core would cause his strength to drop by one or two levels, and if he didn't use drugs, it would take more than ten years to fully recover, and the premise was that he didn't use his strength above the star level during this period.

But there are too many masters who challenge him every year. If he wants to stand at the top forever, he has to respond, so he will definitely not be able to do this without using the strength of the Venerable. However, if the Venerable Strength is used, 99% of the injuries will be aggravated, and the spider silk cracks that originally appeared on the surface of the star core will expand to the inner layer, and it is possible to directly fall into the Junior Venerable, or even fall into the Venerable realm.

"In a little more than three months, Bishop Anthony of the Temple of Atlanti is approaching, and during this time, he needs to make every effort to arrange a reception, refuse all challenges, and find a way to buy healing potions from the fourth-level civilization. ”

His Majesty the Emperor made a decision to turn on the closed light brain, and before he could send the order, he received a message from the Grand Administrator of the Imperial Family.

The Emperor of Heaven is a sage of time and space.

"Poof—"

Seeing this news, His Majesty the Emperor's throat was sweet, and the blood held in his heart spurted out.

Sage of Time and Space!Time and Space ......

When the Starburst was first used, the fluctuations on the Holy Painter's body, which were like time and space, must have been time and space! And the space sword, which disappeared in the hands of the Heavenly Emperor for a while, and then appeared in front of him, not only assassination, but also knowing the imprint of the empty-level powerhouse in the space sword, seeing that he would be reluctant to return the treasure in his hand, and dug the pit. Waiting for him to jump!

It's hateful!

Perhaps, the Holy Painter, who usually lives in seclusion, suddenly accompanied the Emperor of Heaven to participate in the competition in a high-profile manner, and he also dug a pit and waited for him!

Definitely. Whether the Emperor of Heaven is challenged or actively challenged, there have been hundreds of competitions in the past few years, and the Holy Painter has never participated. Looking at the attitude of the Emperor of Heaven in the lounge, it was obviously to provoke him and provoke him to make a move.

"Didi!" another message came from the royal chief, but it was a text message and a link to the headline of Xingya.com, the most trafficked in Himia.

- The assassination of the Holy Painter. I don't know if I live or die!

Got out so quickly?

No, it must be the hacker from Heaven!

"Himia, delete the message...... No, and it's too late. Dispatch crisis public relations, this matter must not involve the royal family. ”

His Majesty the Emperor took a deep breath and swallowed the blood that had surged up his throat again, but his eyes swept away. I inadvertently saw my name appear below the headlines of Starnet. I couldn't help but shake my mouth.

Our honorable Emperor His Majesty secretly prepared for five months to dissipate all his wealth at XX today, and to provide a one-time aid of 1,000 yuan to 100 billion people whose monthly income is less than average......

His Majesty the Emperor clicked on Xingwen, saw the specific report inside, stared at the account number of the aid fund for ten seconds, wiped his eyes again and again, and finally checked his account with trembling hands. When I saw that the balance number was zero, another mouthful of blood spurted out. At the same time, emotional instability. The star core trembled, and the injury was affected, and it became more serious.

"Heavenly Dao! I'm incompatible with you!"

His Majesty the Emperor is going mad.

For him, this is not the end of the pain, but only the beginning of the pain.

Sangsang Heavenly Emperor Xiaojin joined forces to play the emperor of a country to death, which is worthy of the golden triangle of heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven ended the battle with Young Master Brim and was about to go back to the planetary fortress to hold a barbecue party of the Holy Beast White Tiger, who knew that Sang Sang was not there, and received a message from Xiao Jin, but he couldn't find the location of Bishop Anthony's spaceship, so he just retracted his mind to sleep and recover his mind, as for the Holy Beast barbecue, wait for everyone to talk about it.

Speaking of portrait painting, the realism of gongbi is not as good as oil painting.

Sangsang took out all her strength, and it took seven days to paint the picture she named "Attention", which was the most difficult painting she painted, and there were very few places to be picky in terms of painting skills, but in terms of artistic conception, she was not very satisfied, because Bishop Anthony's temperament was too complex to be copied into the painting.

It is really elusive to have the temperament of an amiable neighbor grandfather, the majesty of a god sitting high in a shrine, and the healing temperament of compassion for all beings.

Sangsang's finished product can barely be said to be a combination of the three, but in fact, she herself feels a little different, resulting in those majestic and amiable and compassionate eyes, like schizophrenia, always changing.

At the same time, "Attention" is also a dark healing painting, looking at this painting with good intentions or asking for something, the mind will be purified, the soul will be liberated, and the soul will be soothed, and if you look at this painting with malice, you will see hell from the eyes of the old man, and the soul will be whipped.

Sangsang himself was not very satisfied with the works, but Bishop Anthony was very rare, at least he seemed to like it very much, and he personally framed and carefully collected it.

"Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

In the garden, Bishop Anthony was playing Star Wars with Sangsang, and the old man used a move that was even crazier than the Emperor of Heaven to make the starship rushing in front of him explode suicidally.

"I don't know. Sang Sang shook his head honestly, frowning at the center of the empty chessboard, allowing the mecha team to invade from the side. She is not good at chess, and Xiao Jin always comments that she cares too much about temporary gains and losses, resulting in often losing the back road.

"Eight months ago, the Holy Maiden of the Temple of Atlantis eloped with the knight. Bishop Anthony's tone was flat, his men were aggressive, and the planetary fortress pushed forward.

"Ahem......" Sang Sang choked on the oral description, accidentally made a wrong move, pushed the flagship of the marshal to the front, and said busily: "No, no, no, this is a mistake." ”

"The son has no regrets, the true husband. Bishop Anthony smiled and tried to fence off the flagship.

"I'm not a husband. Sang Sang pulled back the chess pieces, and secretly glanced at the old man opposite through the three-dimensional chessboard, did her observation have declined?

"That's right, if you're a man, you can't be a saint. "Bishop Anthony continued to push, pressing forward step by step.

"What, Holy Maiden, me!" Sang Sang learned his lesson this time, and his hand was away from the chessboard.

"Yes, didn't you say it, eight months ago, the Holy Maiden eloped with the knight, and the new Holy Maiden must be chosen, and now the temple is full of stars looking for the Holy Maiden candidate. Must be a minor, attained the Sanctuary before the age of eighteen, sensitive to faith, and have a natural appearance...... Long Hao recommended you to me, and I transferred the information about you in the Star Knight's database and found that you have this potential. Old man Anthony knocked on the arm of his chair: "It's your turn, let's go." ”

Sang Sang's heart was confused, and he took a step at will, and said, "You should get the holy woman back." ”

"Vera has been a saint for more than 200 years, it's time to get married, for her, we only have the meaning of blessings, the saint eloped, there will always be once in hundreds of years, why bother to disturb the interest of believers. Bishop Anthony took a step: "Let's go, it's your turn." ”

Sang Sang moved a chess piece at will, felt a little good for the old man in his heart, and shook his head: "I'm honored, but I'm just a little person from a second-level civilization, and I can't afford to be a Holy Maiden of the Temple of Atlanti, who is famous in an intermediate or even high-level civilization." ”

"Don't be busy refusing, the saint is not someone who says she can be a saint, whether you agree or not, since you have this qualification, I will take you back. When you get to the temple, there are still a few maidens like you, you are all candidates for saints, the real saints, it takes ten to fifty years to be elected, if you don't make it to the end, you can choose to come back, or you can stay in the temple, materially, the temple will not treat you badly. Bishop Anthony laughed: "You lost." ”

"I lost. Sang Sang Tou admitted defeat, thought about it and asked: "There is no room for me to refuse." ”

"Yes. Bishop Anthony nodded.

"I see. Sang Sang pursed his lips: "When will you leave?"

"Don't think about it too much?" asked Bishop Anthony.

"You've said I have no room to refuse, so be it, it's always a good thing, isn't it?" Sang Sang spread his hands: "Do you only allow me to go, or can I bring someone else with me?"

"It's good for your civilization and country. Someone who becomes a temple saint, even if it is a candidate saint, will also receive assistance from other higher civilizations, and the more believers you have in the future, the more benefits the civilization will get. But for you personally, in addition to the lack of material, the training of the saint is very hard, and the work is also very hard. Bishop Anthony said seriously.

"I know. Sangsang nodded, when she was not sanctified, she played a realistic game, upgraded from a candidate saint to a goddess, and the setting in the game is the reference to the temple and Gaia Divine Court.

"After three months, the temple will come here, you can choose to bring a small number of people with you, the total number of the guards, the total number of the alternate saint's escort is 10,000, although in principle you can bring 10,000 people, but it is recommended that you do not bring too many. "Bishop Anthony was kind and gave advice.

After all, this is a low-level civilization, and its strength is low, and there is a fixed quota for each candidate saintess, and it will be a waste to bring more people to cultivate them. And the knight who is equipped with the temple for Sangsang will be the weakest will be the peak of the holy area, and it is enough to bring a small number of hometown people to relieve homesickness, if Sangsang can become a saint in the future, he will have a fief of the life planet, and as long as Sangsang fief can live, the immigrants will follow her as much as they want.

Sang Sang looked at the responsibilities and benefits of the alternate saintess, and found that the responsibilities were similar to those in the game, and the benefits were slightly worse than in the game, but for reality, it was enough to make countless people crazy, especially for low-level civilizations, which was equivalent to having a big backer, and an additional through train to the vast starry sky and the real interstellar world.

Three days later, the planetary fortress of the Heavenly Dao.

"Sangsang, what kind of temple are you going to be a saint?!"

The Emperor of Heaven was about to tell Sang Sang about the Holy Beast White Tiger Barbecue Party, when he was knocked unconscious by the bomb thrown by Sang Sang.

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