Bright Era

Este had a magic spell that collapsed the mountains in a radius of hundreds of miles for kilometers out of thin air, and everyone was now suspended in the air.

The **** of Law Ling was kicked by Mu Wei, and a large part of his bones was broken. He was kicked into the dark, completely forgetting to use the magical technique to fly. Just like the meteor he had summoned, the God of Law vomited a mouthful of blood, and awkwardly drew an arc and fell into a thousand-meter abyss. After a while, there was a dull crash from below.

"How can the Temple of Punishment allow such a fool to represent his own interests?"

Mu Wei's ruddy mouth curled slightly and sneered mockingly. Her beautiful eyes glanced at Lin Qi, Longcheng and others. Lin Qi and the others were chilled at the same time. They only felt that two sharp swords made a violent mark on their face, with an invisible look. It actually made their cheeks feel a whistling pain.

"This guy is the dumbest of all the people in the Temple of Retribution I know!"

Mu Wei patted her palms lightly, and waved to the darkness in the distance with a slight smile: "Your Majesty the Empress Yan and Red Eyebrows? Since she is here, why not come out and talk to me? Here is the Temple of War It’s settled with the Dayan Dynasty, and it saves me another trip."

With a light sigh, Mu Wei shook her head helplessly: "Varrell is an idiot, it's really unusable. I thought they were aristocrats, at least smarter than mortals, but it really disappointed me. ! Therefore, on behalf of the Temple of War, I declare that all the noble children of the former Caesar Empire who served in the Temple of War have been deprived of their priesthood."

"This order will take effect immediately!"

Mu Wei waved her hand boldly.

There was a low cry in the darkness: "As you wish, all the clergy of the nobles of the Caesar Empire under the rule of the God of War are immediately deprived of their priesthood. Your order will now be transmitted back to the Temple of War."

Lin Qi and others looked at Mu Wei without saying a word.

As soon as this seemingly delicate and beautiful 14- or 5-year-old girl appeared on the stage, she suppressed everyone with an aura that made people unable to resist. Her words and deeds, her every move, all have a taste of uprightness and righteousness. It is as if a phalanx of a million-man legion was crushed face-to-face, and you can't tolerate any rebuttal and resistance.

The Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse quickly gave his professional judgment: "The body is a human body, but it is much stronger than a human body. It can almost compete with your current physical strength. But her soul is deep in the body, With strict protection from divine art, I cannot tell whether her soul belongs to a human or a god."

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree muttered coldly: "The body has no signs of being strengthened by medicines, no signs of merging into foreign blood, no signs of strong organ transplantation to gain strength. This is a complete body that has not been harmed. A normal human 14-year-old girl body!"

"However, the body of the fourteen-year-old girl is almost as strong as Lin Qi's body! This is the biggest unreasonable!"

"This woman is weird and has the opportunity to take a few kilos of blood or an arm and a half from her. I want to analyze it carefully. Unless she is perfused and strengthened by divine power in her mother's womb, she will not May have such a powerful body."

Lin Qi looked at Mu Wei thoughtfully. In this way, this Mu Wei is very weird?

A red light flashed in the air, and Yan Chibrow wore the magnificent red armor and teleported to the crowd. She nodded generously to Mu Wei, and tied a seal of worship to the servants of the gods with her hands on her chest to show her kindness: "Special Envoy Mu Wei, seeing you here is really beyond my expectation!"

Mu Wei looked up and down Yan Chi eyebrows, she did not speak for a long time, and after a long time, she nodded in satisfaction: "The Yan Chi eyebrow empress? Very good, very good, I... I will take it. When it comes to the oracle of the goddess of war, in the war of the ancient gods, her gods have completely fallen to seven. With your appearance, strength, means and personality, I represent the goddess of war and firmly believe that you can have the qualifications to be promoted to gods. !"

A terrible cold light was emitted from the eyes of the dark banquet that appeared next to Yan Chibrow. He closed his eyes quickly, and converged this fierce cold light under his eyelids. Secret Banquet clenched both fists, quickly pondering the origin of Mu Wei in his heart.

Seven of the gods of the goddess of war have completely fallen? This is a piece of information of great value!

But the goddess of war actually issued an oracle to her followers, instructing her followers to select objects for her to become gods in the world! This, this, this news made the dark banquet almost jump up in a gaffe, burning all its strength to kill Mu Wei at all costs. The qualification to become a god, from a mortal to a **** in one fell swoop, this temptation, which human being can resist?

If Yan Chimei agrees to Mu Wei's condition, then everything is uncontrollable!

If Yan Chimei became a member of the Temple of War, and the Temple of Fallen Temple spent so much energy on the Yan Family, wouldn't it be in vain? Even some secrets of the Fallen Temple will be leaked out, and this will be an extremely heavy blow to the Fallen Temple.

Even if the Queshan hermit of the Gaul Empire would be completely destroyed by an unknown enemy, the rebellion of Mr. Hui Shoumo of the Queshan Hermit Society was just a small matter for the Fallen Temple. But if Yan Chi Mei is drawn to the Temple of War, then this is a serious matter.

Dark Yan closed his eyes and quietly waited for Yan Chimei's decision. If Yan Chimei makes a decision that he cannot accept, then the dark banquet will only have to kill all the people here at all costs, including his favorite "Wan En Longshan" and "Lvsen Duke" 'A group of people, he can only hurt the killer, even if he burns his own soul, he can only do that.

Silently mobilizing all the strength in the body, Dark Banquet's heart that hadn't beaten for thousands of years slowly began to beat. ‘Boom boom, boom boom’, deep in the dark banquet's heart carved like black crystal, a strange red light gradually lit up. The sticky blood in his veins, and the same blood that had not flowed for thousands of years, began to thaw. Drops of blood continued to flow into the heart, instantly transforming into extremely powerful force to flow through his body.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree and the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse gave a shock at the same time, and the Temple of Doomsday Apocalypse mumbled thoughtfully: "It seems that this little guy named Dark Banquet, his body has undergone the transformation of that bastard? I finally When I saw that **** once, he was besieged by tens of thousands of people led by 17 main gods, and he was almost broken."

"You're talking about the worst-tempered guy? Well, it's him, isn't this guy finished yet? Well, it's barely good news!" Osmanthus tree's cold voice was mixed with enthusiasm: "It's just, He is still irresponsible as always. If this little guy called the dark banquet really uses that power, he will be gone, right?"

Lin Qi raised his eyebrows in surprise, who are these two guys talking about? Behind Fallen Temple, there seems to be something incredible!

Yan Chi eyebrows squinted and stared at Mu Wei, with a bright and confident smile on Mu Wei's face, she looked at Yan Chi eyebrows firmly: "Your Majesty, as a mortal, a human, has success. God’s opportunity, how much glory is this? You must know that the goddess of war chooses her own god, but she is very picky."

Yan Chimei did not speak for a long time, but Mu Wei was not anxious. She smiled and raised her small hand, and looked at Lin Qi and the others. From time to time, her gaze swept across Yun, Elysium, Este, and Etreis, and her eyes showed mixed emotions of curiosity, surprise and confusion.

"Mu Wei?"

The hysterical voice of the **** of law and order came abruptly: "Your name is Mu Wei? You are the special envoy of the Temple of War this time? A girl with no hair, dare you hurt me? Do you know if you did it? What? Do you dare to beat me? Noble, supreme... Uh, the red-clad cardinal of the temple of punishment, Lord Lu?"

The God of Law Ling still didn't dare to report his **** name grandiosely, he could only gritted his teeth and continued to act in the name of Law.

The golden wind wrapped the broken body of the **** of law and flew from the abyss, the hole in his lower body was still dripping with blood, and the bones in several places on his body were strangely twisted, even on his back. A broken rib pierced through his skin and revealed the flesh.

The broken bone is the injury caused by Mu Wei's foot just now. It can be seen that this foot is very lethal. The body transformed by the **** of law with his own blood can hardly bear her soft foot. . Several meters of flame spewed from the eyes of the God of Law, and the muscles and bones of his body were squirming rapidly, and the broken bones were constantly being pieced together, consuming divine power to repair the physical damage.

The two bones that drilled out of the back had been retracted into the body, and the **** of law rushed to Mu Wei with a twisted and ferocious face, spitting out saliva and howling hysterically: "Could you? Do you want to provoke a war between the temple of punishment and the temple of war? Stupid woman!"

Mu Wei looked at the God of Law Ling in surprise, and then she sighed softly: "If you kick you, it will start a war between the two temples? You think the gods of the God of War are the same as you. Are you an idiot? Or do you think the God of Retribution is a complete idiot?"

"You!" The **** of Law Ling pointed to Mu Wei dumbfounded: "You dare to blaspheme!"

Mu Wei tilted her head, and then her right leg bounced up like lightning, and slammed her foot on the vital part of the lower body that had been severely injured by the **** of law. The foot of the'pop' was very crisp, and the **** of law wailed, being drawn straight to the sky by this foot, he flew thousands of meters high like a retrograde meteor, penetrating the thick black clouds, and then Continue to fly high. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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