Global Gods: Sign in to the Super S-Class Domain at the beginning

"Ural, faith in the God of Thunder is your greatest glory."

"Now give you the office of God."

"Palm Storm Dragon Clan."

Nangong Hou frowned, and a dark force flew out and imprinted into Ural's body.

"Thank you God of Thunder for your gift."

"Your believers pray for you at all times."

The dark dragon Ural closed his eyes and began to feel this dark force.

Once again, the Urals felt the power of the God of Thunder.

This force is definitely several times stronger than the desperate force just now.

"Ural, take the Storm Dragon to other places to open up habitats."

"Do not clash with the Minotaur tribe."

Nangong Hou gave the order.

"Obey the oracle of the God of Thunder."

The Urals spread their wings and flew away.

The pride that belonged to the true dragon clan completely exploded at this moment.

The Storm Dragon is just a Yalong clan, where can it withstand this coercion.

All of a sudden, they all crawled on the ground, shivering!

"Noble, the great God of Thunder gives the dark dragon a new life!"

"Ural is already a believer in the God of Thunder."

"Inferior bloodline, don't hurry up to contribute your faith!"

The coercion of the Urals, the power of the bloodline oppressed the Storm Dragon to death.

Suddenly, three hundred faith channels were constantly connected with Nangong Hou, constantly thickening and brightening.

The Urals let out a loud dragon groan and carried the Storm Dragon away from the tribe where the Minotaurs rested.

Nangong Hou glanced at Ural with satisfaction.

"Niu Guli, select the right Storm Dragon and form a Dragon Warrior."

"At the same time, select four strong warriors, divide into four directions, and start exploring the Barbarian Continent."

Nangong Hou continued to give instructions.

Since his Divine Domain was already a sweet potato for everyone.

Instead of waiting for everyone to take a bite, take the initiative!

"Niu Guli obeys the oracle of the God of Thunder!"

Niu Guli soon began to arrange it.

"This time the harvest is too big."

Although the bloodline level of the Storm Dragon is low, its potential is not high, and it can only grow to the fifth-order transcendent level at most.

But these can be nurtured.

It's like going to the academy and buying an altar of potential to stimulate their potential.

Once the dragon warriors are formed, a hundred dragon warriors launch a war charge, even if it is the sixth order, they have to temporarily avoid the edge.

Ural needless to say, the five-star race, the strength of the seventh-order epic, can be used as a killer weapon.

The most important thing is that it is still a dark priesthood, although it is still only crippled, but sooner or later it will all fuse together.

Nangong Hou took the opportunity to check the interface of race and the interface of belief.

Race interface.

Race: Minotaur tribe.

Divine Messenger: Niu Guli, fourth-order lord level.

Bloodline: A descendant of the ancient god and demon God Flame Purple Golden Bull, the power of the bloodline is strong.

Potential: Super five-star, can be cultivated into a god.

Attribute: Strength type.

Rank: Third-order boss level (based on most warrior realms).

Skill: War Charge LV3.

Gods and Demons Bloodline Talent: Force Mystery LV1.

Population: one hundred.

Race: Yalong (Storm Dragon).

Divine Messenger: Ural, seventh order epic.

Bloodline: Contains thin dragon bloodline.

Potential: Three-star race.

Attribute: Speed type.

Rank: Fourth-order lord level.

Skill: Wind Tear Bit.

Population: three hundred.

Believer interface.

Holy Spirit: 1.

Saints: 1.

Fanatic: 108.

Devout believers: 291.

True believers: 0.

Light believers: 0.

After this wave, the Minotaur race all turned into fanatics.

And Niu Guli also directly became the first Holy Spirit in the Nangong Hou God Domain.

The Holy Spirit will not dissipate after death, as long as Nangong Hou lights the divine fire and exalts the Kingdom of God, the Holy Spirit can be resurrected again.

And the newly added Storm Dragon also became all devout believers.

Seeing that millions of faith values were credited, Nangong Hou withdrew from the God Domain with a smile.

Stretching a lazy waist, Nangong Hou opened the courtyard and walked out.

"Nangong classmate, you are finally out of customs."

"There is Teacher Xia Bing's class today, let's go together."

As soon as Nangong Hou opened the courtyard, Mu Gan greeted him.

"Did Mugan-san have something to say?"

Nangong Hou asked with a smile.

"It's not a big deal."

"After coming out of the True God God Domain, I went to find Zhang Jin."

"Only to find out that he has left the academy."

"Classmates who have a good relationship with him say that he went out to practice."

"Zhang Jin, this person, has a strong sense of hatred."

"Previously, he provoked my relationship with Nangong classmates, and he has already been taught a lesson by me once."

"I'm afraid of him..."

Mu Gan was worried that Zhang Jin would do something stupid to affect him at that time.

"It doesn't hurt."

"It's just a clown."

Nangong Hou smiled lightly, not paying attention to it at all.

The two walked together and soon arrived at the Divine Word Class.

Compared to the last time there were only three or four people, this time there were six, plus Nangong Hou and Mugan, there were eight people.

Nangong Hou's entry immediately attracted the attention of these geniuses.

No way, although Nangong Hou has only been enrolled for half a month, his deeds are now unknown in Qinglei Academy.

"Hmph, what a licking dog."

"When his own people were killed, instead of wanting revenge, they were kneeling and licking."

"It's outrageous."

Nangong Hou is in the limelight, plus his talent against the sky, no one dares to run on it anymore.

But Mugam is different.

Mu Gan is not in the middle of the Shenzi class.

"You."

Mu Gan's face turned red and he stared at the person who spoke.

This person's name was Xue Qing, and he was a six-turn demigod, the god of fire.

"Why compare with a dog."

"He can't lick it if he wants to, it's just simple jealousy."

Nangong Hou waved his hand and sat directly on the first futon.

"Arrogant."

"Nangong Hou, I admit that your talent is indeed very strong."

"But I am your senior, and my strength is still above you, don't you know this etiquette?"

Xue Qing was third in the Shenzi class and sat on the third futon.

In the Shenzi class, he has never seen the first two people in his eyes, when is it the turn of a freshman to look down on him.

"If I were weak, would you still be sitting here reasoning with me?"

"You're just sour."

"The academy is fully committed to training me, that is my ability."

"You can't get it, you can only say you rubbish."

"When it comes to identity, I am the son of God."

"You are a student of the Divine Word Class, don't you know what to do when you see the god son?"

Nangong Hou shouted.

A dark force erupted in his eyes, hitting the depths of Xue Qing's heart.

Xue Qing's face suddenly turned snow-white, and a violent and desperate mood began to breed in his heart.

His spirit was constantly trembling.

Wow, Xue Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, which was a lot better.

When he looked at Nangong Hou again, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

This, what kind of priesthood is this?

Just one glance almost hit yourself hard?!

I'm a 6-turn demigod!

The clown was around, but he didn't expect it to be himself.