The Age of Global Gods: My followers are all war madmen

"New format?"

Liu Shenhuo was stunned.

The quarterfinals have just been revised to the competition system, and it has been revised again so soon, this event is too noisy... Liu Shenhuo diss the operation of the event party in his heart.

"It's not a new format, it's a different way of doing it. "

Wang Xueling's voice was soft and glutinous: "In the past, it was all about online subspace instruments to conduct duels, but this time the event is preparing to turn this event offline, and at the same time open the audience seat to make your reputation a little louder in the bright city." "

It became troublesome for a while... Liu Shenhuo has no resistance to offline competitions, but subconsciously thinks that it will be very troublesome, if he becomes famous, won't he have to hide when he goes out, lest a large number of fans come to me for autographs.

Wang Xueling glanced at him, and then suddenly added inexplicably: "The event party is directly connected by the City Lord's Mansion, and it is currently my father who is personally in charge of everything in the qualification competition." "

"It turned out to be my father-in-law, no wonder the tournament party would make such a wise decision!" Liu Shenhuo suddenly showed a relieved look.

Wang Xueling rolled her eyes.

She is good at reading words and feelings.

Just now, she had a faint look from Liu Shenhuo's peeping, otherwise she wouldn't have bothered to explain that the event party was personally run by her father, but listening to Liu Shenhuo praising her father like this still made her very comfortable.

"By the way, I made some pastries when I came over..."

Wang Xueling's voice paused slightly, and it was only then that Liu Shenhuo noticed that she was carrying a square plastic box loaded with beautifully made pastries.

Wang Xueling's beautiful starry eyes looked at him with a look of expectation: "Do you want to try my craft?"

Liu Shenhuo was a little surprised.

Originally, he thought that the little rich woman should not touch the spring water with ten fingers, but he didn't expect that she would make pastries, and it seems to be very good from the appearance.

Liu Shenhuo twisted a piece and tasted it.

Surprisingly good.

Seeing him enjoying the pastries he made with relish, Wang Xueling felt a little indescribable satisfaction for a while, originally she just wanted to make a good impression on Liu Shenhuo here, and when the time came, she would not be too angry when she asked him for help.

But seeing Liu Shenhuo enjoying her food like this, she found that her heart seemed to be a little happy, and she didn't even notice that the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.

Soon.

The few pastries were solved by Liu Shenhuo.

Immediately, he found that Wang Xueling was looking at him intently.

"Is there anything on my face?" Liu Shenhuo subconsciously touched his face.

"No, no, no. "

Wang Xueling seemed to come back to her senses, a slight look of embarrassment flashed between her expressions, and a touch of blush rarely crept up on her earlobes immediately, she was stunned for a while just now, it was really rude, thinking of this, the blush on her earlobes was even better.

Can't stay here any longer... Wang Xueling also vaguely realized that if she stayed here any longer, she would most likely become less like herself.

"I suddenly remembered that there was one thing to solve, and I would come to the door another day," Wang Xueling subconsciously stood up and wanted to grab the door and leave.

"Next time, I'll make some more pastries. "

Liu Shenhuo cheekily shouted at her back.

Wang Xueling's body stiffened suddenly, and then she quickly recovered, but she didn't respond, just snorted lightly, and didn't know if she agreed.

Liu Shenhuo looked at her back as if she was running away, and for a while the second monk was a little confused, he looked in the mirror, and then touched his chin and muttered: "Could it be that I was shocked by my handsome face, she wanted to covet my body..."

Liu Shenhuo stinked and beautified.

Then he turned back and lay in the room in the subspace instrument cabin.

[Announcement]: The subspace instrument is being connected

[Announcement]: "Identities are being detected..."

[Announcement]: "Sound detection..."

[Announcement]: "Retinal iris testing..."

[Announcement]: User: Liu Shenhuo. Citizen number: 154b78563c03014.

[Announcement]: ...

......

Descend to the Realm of the Gods.

Liu Shenhuo began to continue to look at his Heavenly Demon Tribe.

Immediately, he found the medium-sized resource god card that he had just opened about an hour ago, and the six-headed bat dragon was now in the Pastelillo tribe and thrived.

He gave a cursory glance.

Fifty heads.

And it grows near the World Tree, compared to when he just put it in, the current Bat Dragon seems to be stronger, and the body size that was originally slightly smaller as a defect now seems to be more than doubled, and the toes of both feet have grown out of a sharp claw, and the claws are slightly cold and sharp.

The scales and feathers on the wings shimmered like magnificent gems, and the only thing that didn't change was perhaps the snake-like barbs on the tail.

"Sure enough, it was only when time passed outside that it got up quickly. "

The ratio of time lapse between the Divine Domain and the outside world is according to the proportion of one day in the outside world and one year in the Divine Domain, and it is very difficult to detect the passage of time in the Divine Domain, but if you get off the plane and have a meal and then log in to the plane, you will find the time lapse gap.

Liu Shenhuo looked at the other members of the Heavenly Demon Tribe, only to see a team of bats and dragons as mounts slowly flying back from a high altitude in the distance, and the bats and dragons were clawing at their prey.

"The number of the Heavenly Demon Tribe seems to have increased a lot..."

Liu Shenhuo looked at the Pastelillo tribe below, which seemed to have surged in number, and he muttered to himself, and then the race data panel opened on his retina.

【Ethnic Data】

[Race]: Heavenly Demon

[number]: 5213 people

[Promotion]: Second-Order Race (can be promoted)

[Racial Talent]: Berserk (2nd Order) Heavenly Demon Body (2nd Order)

[Race Ability]: Devour (2nd Order)

[Faith]: Orka Jarfred (God of the Forest)

......

Breaking through the population of five thousand tribal races, this is already the standard line for medium-sized tribes... Liu Shenhuo retracted his gaze.

The standard line for small tribes is the number of people by race from 0-5000.

The standard line for a medium-sized tribe is the number of people of 5000-10000 races.

The standard line for large tribes is the number of ethnic populations of 10,000-30,000.

The last time he invaded his realm, the statutes were as if they were the size and standard of a large tribe, but they were also called small towns.

Unlike the tribes.

In the classification of the city, the population is no longer regarded as an important criterion, but according to the buildings in the city and the class of the race itself, in the classification there are only medium-sized towns and large towns, there is no classification of small towns, so it also causes large tribes to sometimes be called other categories of small towns.

And it is said that above the city is the kingdom of God.

But this kind of knowledge point Liu Shenhuo has not been exposed to at present, which is his knowledge blind spot.

Abruptly.

Liu Shenhuo's gaze turned to the side.

It is the location of the sea.

The weather changes suddenly.

There are nine days of thunder thunder down, rumbling, the sea splashed up a splash, the water splash mixed with the slightest thunder snake meandering, the wind howling, the waves churning, with the passage of time, a thunderbolt continued to bombard down towards the waves, the waves intensified, and suddenly formed a fifty-meter-high tsunami to the shore to impact up.

Liu Shenhuo's eyes condensed slightly.

He looked down at the Pastelillo tribe below, where Elder Mesfield stood on the top of the mountain, and he looked at the great tsunami that had swept over the sea, like a natural disaster that had destroyed everything.

He didn't panic.

Once upon a time, the tribe was a very weak tribe, and a single beast tide could take everything from the tribe, but the great and elegant ancestral god Orka gave them countless blessings.

Until now.

They have grown up completely.

In the face of this kind of natural disaster, which is far more terrible than the beast tide, he did not have the slightest worry or fear in his expression, he walked towards the tribe from the cliff, and he calmly commanded: "The old and weak women and children immediately hide in the house, and the other clansmen immediately summon the Teng Snake Zu Teng given by the ancestral god!"

Hiss!

A phantom of the Teng Snake entrenched in the sky immediately appeared, it was entrenched in the sky, the length of thousands of meters was exaggerated, the Teng Snake stared at the oncoming tsunami disaster, the cold golden vertical pupils exuded supreme majesty, and it let out a sky-like angry roar towards the oncoming tsunami.

In a split second!

The storm is churning!

Heaven and earth are on the line!

It was as if a passage had been split between heaven and earth.

The huge tsunami, which was about to roar like a violent storm, stopped in an instant, as if it was directly cut off in the middle by an invisible big hand.

A large amount of sea water rushes in all directions.

But not a single trace of the forest could splash into the forest, as if separated by an invisible line of order, isolating them all.

"It's been a sea shake in less than half a month..."

Liu Shenhuo muttered to himself.

I think at that time.

When the Pastelillo tribe encountered a beast tide, they still had to use their own magic to help deter the beasts that shocked the Pastelillo Forest, which greatly avoided the loss of the tribe.

And now.

In the tribe, there is the blessing of the Teng Snake Ancestor, the World Tree as a feeding and nurturing of living beings, the Three Thousand Glass Hall as a fierce weapon on their way to war, the Life Magic Stream as drinking water quietly and silently improves their overall attributes in daily life, and the Bat Dragon as a mount to control the air power.

There is also the entire vast Pastelillo Forest, which is rich in resources, as their habitat.

Accumulate from little by little.

Looking back now, the Pastelillo tribe is no longer the weak tribe it was at that time, as if it was already a race with the appearance of a big race.

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