Daomen Invasion

Abigail narrowed her eyes with a smile, she asked, "Dare you drink, Master Master."

"Waste." Xiahe just took a sip carefully, and the pure divine power was absorbed by his six-life element symbol before he could disperse in his body, just turned, and turned into pure vitality.

"Awesome, Asla, how did you do it?" Abigail reached out and took back the bottle, received it in his purse, and opened Xiahe's wine again.

"The entanglement of faith in divine power will destroy the magician's practice, do you think so?"

"That's right, I haven't seen the magician willing to drink it directly. It's almost the same as studying it."

"Because you haven't seen a few powerful magicians."

"What is a powerful magician over the Arcane Empire?"

"It's like a lot of hair."

"I heard the goddess say that in many worlds, magicians are enemies of gods."

"This world is no exception. The Arcane Empire and the Magic Council of the Ori Mori Continent will sooner or later fight the gods."

"Asla, will you fight the goddess?"

"I don't think so, right. What happened to Ocean God?"

Abigail took a sip of wine and leaned on the soft cushion, saying: "This cushion is so comfortable."

"If you like to move back, I made it."

"Then I really moved."

"Ok."

"Athra ... The goddess slept before because she lost, but grabbed a bit of debris of the personality, very small and very small. The harvest is there, not as big as I thought."

"What about the rest?"

"Bloody Mary was wounded in vain and got nothing, but I guess there was someone behind her, and it was not the power of this world. The messy gods from Green Forest all had their own achievements, but it is absolutely impossible for Ocean God , And others. "

"I was worried about Lynch being affected."

"It's okay, the battlefield is not in Dragon Island. And last time, the Lord of Dawn sent three saints and killed many people. The power of Dragon Island was destroyed very seriously."

Xiahe was surprised. Why didn't he know this information?

"I see Lord Chen Xing, hoping that Lynch will break into the green forest. By that time, should I send my men to help him?"

"Of course, what a good opportunity this is."

"The temple is still weak and can't afford to lose."

"This is a war, how could it not be rewarded. By the way, I invite you to come over tomorrow to participate in my dinner, when the nobles of Stormwind Point will appear."

"Athra, don't hold me Liwei again." Abigail kicked the shoes off and curled up on the cushions. Xiahe found out that she was not wearing the shoes she gave.

"This is not going to work, there will always be people who will target me with the goddess in the storm angle."

"After that the empire let you expel the goddess, what would you do?"

"I am the honorary bishop of the Temple of Wealth. What will the Empire use to compensate me before I expel the temple?"

Abigail kicked Xiahe and there was no answer to this question. However, the nobles of the empire have been here for a while, and they have not mentioned the expulsion of the temple. It depends on the dinner.

Xiahe didn't hide, let Abigail kick him, and then he smiled and said: "In fact, the goddess of wealth does not need to be nervous. The empire wants me to expel the temple. There must be more than one."

"Goddess of Doom?"

"Yeah, I can't give up the goddess of doom, so the empire won't let me do this kind of thing for the time being. That day is still far away."

"No wonder you let the goddess build the temple elsewhere, for the future?"

"Actually, the south of Green Forest is the best place to build a temple of wealth. It's just that the gods have a place there, and no one wants to let one out. Let Lynch disrupt it, and the goddess has a chance to intervene. Since the support is behind, the goddess will give up the storm angle in the future, which can be regarded as the return of the empire's favor, but not yet. "

"So what do you want for this banquet?"

"I want them to be loyal to me."

"You are really overbearing, people help you do things ..."

"It's not bad to take, Lynch's war records, I just started to read, huh."

"Asla, I'm here today, not to inquire about the goddess, I just miss you." Abigail's wine had been drunk for half a bottle, and his face was red.

"It's no good thinking about me."

"Yeah, so it's stupid, right?"

"How stupid? There are few people like me in the whole world. If I were a woman, I would like it too."

"You really ... have no heart and no lungs." Abigail wanted to kick Xiahe's feet again, but he felt sore legs and simply put his feet in Xiahe's arms.

Xiahe didn't push her, just said: "You still do your bishop well, when did you become the pope, and a lot of people around you will not be lonely."

"It's lonely, it will still be lonely."

"Abigail, a little bit good, okay?"

"How to calculate the interest, do you become a god?"

Xiahe smiled bitterly. People in this world have a short-sighted vision. What a **** is. The Taoist cultivating immortals is really an immortal demise. It is only possible to revive the Shinto after the soul and soul can't be resurrected.

But where there is a little hope of reincarnation, who will cultivate God?

The gods are too constrained, even if there is no Taoist, the gods are also subject to the believers. It sounds like the gods who control the law are very powerful, but so many universes, the laws of every universe and every world will not be exactly the same, just like how many gods have been born in this world right now?

Many gods, from life to death, have no more than two rules.

What kind of taste does this control have?

Most gods are just frogs at the bottom of the well.

Only when powerful gods unite a world, then extend the tentacles outward, conquer the world one by one, and then cross the universe, can they reach the same level as the golden fairy.

The problem is that fighting across the universe is too difficult for the gods.

"Don't you think about it, how many gods are created to serve you?" Xiahe tentatively said.

"I thought about it, but the goddess would not allow it."

Abigail was drunk and dizzy. Her words surprised Xiahe. Did she really think about this kind of thing?

"Asra, the powerful god, can indeed enslave some weak gods. It is said that the arcanist has grown to a certain extent, even the gods will be afraid. Some universes, the gods have indeed been caught by the magician, and sliced ​​research."

"This is what the goddess told you?"

"Yeah, she likes me very much and told me many, many ..."

Xia Hexin said, what does the goddess of wealth and her bishop say about this? This is not something a **** should do. This is too ridiculous, and the gods should maintain their majesty, so that the believers will always be in awe.

Don't look at Freya, who is very funny in front of herself. In front of the **** general, she looks like the heavenly emperor who lived for nine days.

Is the goddess of wealth the kind of existence that is powerful enough to span multiple universes? It shouldn't be, how can this existence grow so slowly, even if it is just an avatar, now it should have the power of the upper god.

"Are you drinking too?" Abigail threw the bottle to Xiahe, and Xiahe took it and poured it all at once.

"Why are you drinking!" Abigail was anxious.

"And there!" Xiahe saw that her hands and feet were out of harmony, and she had to crawl over and make a theory with herself, and quickly dissuaded.

"Where, how can I not see!"

"With it." Xiahe cast a magister's hand and took another bottle of wine from the cabinet.

Austin clung to the door, his ears squashed flat, and the sound in the room made him tickle.

"Asla, you are a magician, why are you so strong?"

"Who said that the magician is not allowed to fight me? Your temple armor might not beat me."

"Yeah, the spellcaster can be melee, and I'm also very good at it, or should we fight me?"

Austin opened his mouth wide and shouted in his heart: Master, hurry up with her!

"Abigail, you are drunk."

"How is it possible, I'm a bishop in red robe now, this wine for me ..."

Hey ...

"Sorry, Asla, fell off your bottle."

"It's okay, don't go, I can do it with magic."

"Oh, my feet."

"It's here, let me see."

Austin's eyes looked into the crack of the door, but in the magician's room, there would be no gap in the door. He can only imagine in his heart that the master must have grabbed her foot and licking it!

I should n’t seem to think so.

No, the master said that I'm so frivolous, why can't I think so?

"Abigail, you treat it with magic arts."

"For a price, even I have to spend money."

"Can't I pay this money?"

"No, I can't spend your money."

"How many are you talking about?"

"A copper plate."

"This is a gold coin, you hurry!"

"Asla, you are so kind to me."

"If you don't cure, you will stain my carpet!"

Austin was excited to hear outside, and the room door opened ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He grunted and rolled in, facing him with a sole on his face, Abigail screamed: "This guy again, As Pull, can you control him! "

Oslo Tengyun flew out in fog, and he is now convinced that the bishop is indeed good at melee.

Taring fled and fled, he distressed his new body, but he dared not pay back, let alone return his hand.

Abigail was in trouble, Xiahe said something, and gave her a pair of shoes again, before she calmed down and fell asleep on the mat.

Xiahe turned out of his room, came to Elemental Pool, called Austin, and asked, "I said, can you be a little bit good, don't lie on the door and eavesdrop."

"Master, I'm so frivolous." Austin replied straightforwardly.

Xiahe was speechless, the gods he created were messy, and so was the towering spirit he created. Is your craft not good, or bad life?

"Master, what are you doing here, and finally get her drunk, get started." Austin's expression was like constipation. There is also a footprint on Abigail's face.