Bright Era

Smiling and nodded to the God of Retribution and the God of Dawn, Lin Qi gently kicked Nightmare Stinging, and then said softly, "Master Mu Wei has a very good plan. Nightmare treats his son Very important, but now the nightmare stinging is in our hands. We can ask the nightmare to cooperate with us and jointly attack the Mirra religion!"

Except for Mu Wei, several main gods stayed for a while, and then Lu Sijia frowned unhappily and said, "What does this have to do with the Milo Sect?"

Lin Qi shrugged and looked at Mu Wei. According to what Hu Xinzhu had said to him in advance, Mu Wei immediately said plans such as distant and close attacks, smashing one by one, borrowing a knife to kill, and wasting the enemy's strength. In Mu Wei's words, Lianhe Tianmiao attacked the Milo Sect. It was really profitable but harmless.

Anyway, all the gods now regard the Azerite tribe as their enemies, so forcing the most powerful gods of the temple to unite with their own to attack the relatively weak Mirao sect, isn't this a wonderful move? If the Mila Sect can be destroyed, the pressure on the Azhul Protoss will certainly be reduced, but if the Mila Sect persists under such a blow, how can it also weaken a large part of the strength of the Temple?

Moreover, the two parties' joint attack on the Mirage Cult can also make other gods, including the Odin Temple, the Elves, the Goblins, and the Sea Clan, hesitate in their hearts, making them wonder what happened. If they all misunderstood that Tianmiao and the Azhul Protoss had already hooked up, wouldn't this be a more ideal result?

The Temple of Heaven is bound to become a shield of the Azhul Protoss, for them to resist the malice from other Protoss.

"Is this kid so important?" The God of Dawn kicked Nightmare impatiently.

"I also think that a son is no big deal!" The **** of punishment also kicked the stinging, and then rubbed his boots on the stinging hair in disgust: "Isn't it just a son? Die one," What does it matter if you find another devout female believer to have another?"

Lin Qi looked at the two main gods and said mildly, "But you said just now that the breeding of the spirit gods is very difficult! It's like the swamp pig beasts, they can give birth to more than 20 pigs beasts per child, if the food is sufficient, They can give birth to six children every year, so the swamp pigs don’t care about the life and death of their offspring. However, a dragon can reproduce a dragon egg for a thousand years. If anyone snatches his dragon egg..."

The eyes of the God of Dawn, the God of Retribution, and Lu Sijia suddenly lit up. They looked up and down at the nightmare stinging, and then the God of Dawn suddenly laughed: "Send him to the Temple of Joy, let joy Those followers of the goddess comfort him. Well, we will send a special envoy to discuss this matter with Nightmare. During this time, see if we can squeeze him out!"

The God of Punishment looked badly at the legs tightly clamped by Nightmare Stinging. He sneered word by word: "I also want to know whether this kid's son or daughter will have a heir better than ours. A stronger power! If it is, I think the Spirit God family must be our priority target... If there is a mid-level **** among the children of this kid..."

Several main gods squinted at the stinging calabash, as if a group of butchers were thinking about whether to fan a little boar in front of them, and the cold gaze made the stinging stinging tremble all over, almost urinating again. Up pants.

Soon, a group of charming and charming goddess officials brought Xiangfeng and Meixiao to the front of the Temple of War God. They gently lifted up the nightmare stinging, and said warm and soft love words that made the heart warm and stunned. The soft nightmare stings walked towards the distant temple of the goddess of joy. Under their magical attack, Nightmare Stingli quickly forgot about being captured in God's Realm. His full attention was focused on the plump and soft bodies of these goddess officials, and he was completely lost.

"Pry open his mouth by the way and see what he knows." Mu Wei muttered in disgust: "But I don't think he knows anything useful! He is not very old, he looks like fifteen or six. But I have learned to search for women with a large group of guards. This is a complete trash dude. I really can’t understand how the decisive Nightmare who killed and felled in the Primordial God War could have such a son!"

Lin Qi and Hu Xinzhu looked at each other and laughed helplessly. This has nothing to do with killing and decisiveness. An old bachelor who has not had an heir for countless years suddenly has a son. Regardless of your wise and domineering emperor, he will spoil this son as a waste.

Seeing that the nightmare stinging had been taken over by the Hall of the Goddess of Joy, Lin Qi bowed to Mu Wei and bowed to Mu Wei and returned to the Longshan Empire. Mu Wei waved his hand and ordered Lin Qi to prepare for battle after returning to the Longshan Empire. He returned to the Temple of War with the three main gods including the **** of dawn, the **** of punishment and Lu Sijia. Hu Xinzhu, counselor of military affairs, began to calculate how The plan to use the Temple of Heaven to deal with the Myra.

Lin Qi led three thousand subordinates to the exit of God Realm slowly, and while walking, he curiously looked at the temples far and near.

With the gradual expansion of the battle of Gods, especially the sudden appearance of Thor's Hammer a few days ago, God's Domain became more and more lively. More and more temples were opened, more and more Primordial soldiers of the Gods’ Legion sleeping in the coffin were awakened, and more and more Chosen Ones entered the God’s Domain and transformed into the lower servants of God, patrolling around and guarding them.

When Lin Qi came to God's Domain several times before, the huge God's Domain was so lifeless, like a cemetery in the middle of the night. But now God's Domain has become a turbulent metropolis, and there are divine spirits shrouded in divine light everywhere. Occasionally, a few lower servants from the deity camp suddenly fight on the street, and the new servants nearby shout loudly and let them rush to death.

The huge God's Domain is already full of life at this moment? Or in Lin Qi's view, God's Domain has become a lot more secular. These so-called lofty gods are actually secular creatures exactly the same as human beings. They are nothing more than forcing themselves to put on a thick sacred coat.

At the only exit of God's Domain, the huge teleportation array was bustling with people waiting to enter and exit. A large number of chosen people poured into the realm of God, waiting to be promoted to God; while a large group of chosen people who had just received the grace of God and promoted to servants of God were happily preparing to return to the holy mountain or the underground world with a red face and joy. .

Two huge streams of people converge here, and a stream of people has formed a vortex near the teleportation array. Lin Qi led the group of people in the crowd, moving forward slowly and unhurriedly, while frowning at the crowd around him.

God's Domain, a violent and destructive advancing brood, this kind of war weapon made by the ancestors of ancient humans, is really a very terrifying existence. When the Azul Protoss began to turn on the war machine with all its strength, the power displayed by God's Domain made Lin Qi feel palpitation.

"There is nothing to be afraid of, this kind of small war brood is nothing." The voice of hell's evil killing quietly sounded: "Compared with us, they are just conventional weapons of war. Master Lin Qi, in the countless tribulations I participated in. During the colonial war in China, I once commanded a colonial army composed of trillions of broods. There is only one brood, and there is nothing to worry about."

After a pause, Hell said indifferently: "Give us enough time. After we fully recover, it will not be difficult to destroy them."

Lin Qi pursed his lips and shook his head, enough time? The concept of time for these metaverse units is often half a tribulation or a tribulation. Where does Lin Qi have so much time to provide them? The war of the gods is right in front of him. This is a great opportunity for Lin Qi. He must use this opportunity to hit the gods and force the development of mankind to the right track.

At this moment, the electors and the newly promoted **** servants around Lin Qi fell to the ground in large groups, and a wave of tyrannical mental fluctuations rushed over frantically, suppressing these people only kneeling on the ground. On the ground, he didn't even have the strength to move.

The arrogant soul **** Thord walked over slowly, wearing a black lacquered robe, holding a shiny wooden staff, with a look of arrogance and arrogance. Beside him were Amlulu wearing a gorgeous gown, and the many foreign powerhouses that Amlulu had conquered in the underground world. The powerful mental fluctuation rushed out of Thord's wooden staff, forcing everyone to worship in front of him.

The three thousand subordinates behind Lin Qi were also a little unsteady. Their bodies trembled violently, and they were about to kneel to the ground under Thorder's shock. Lin Qi snorted coldly, and an overwhelming desire to fight spread out from him. The violent murderous aura turned into a colorful aurora scattered around him, turning into a multicolored mask with a diameter of one thousand meters, sheltering all his subordinates. In the mask.

"Solder, Solder, are you in high spirits today?" Lin Qi looked at Solder coldly, gently pulling his fingers, the knuckles of the knuckles kept making'clicks': "Or do you think , Are you qualified to be presumptuous in front of our Temple of War?"

Lin Qi is not at all polite to Thord. The people in the Soul Temple have always felt like yin and yang, and full of all kinds of conspiracies. Their relationship with any temple is not much better. What they do What they did was often disgusting, so Lin Qi followed the trend and became full of disgust towards them. What's more, several of Lin Qi and Solder's subordinates have worked, and the two sides really have no friendship.

Amrulu tilted her head and glanced at Lin Qi. She slowly asked, "The enemy?"

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