Under the advent of the will of the **** in the ancient stone palace, the power of the faith in the dedication is completely transformed into divine power in this inexplicable way, so a **** incarnation is manifested, and after he manifests, he walks out Temple, looking up at the behemoth of the sky.

"Sun power!"

The short conflict made the God of Yellow Sands who controlled this area fall into silence. He understood how terrible the existence of the **** beast that opposed him was, but this was not the reason for his concession.

He is the patron saint of the Huangyan clan, the master of thousands of quicksands. The significance of his existence is to make the people who worship themselves live a better life, to get rid of the sad fate of the people who fight each other for water, and even wage war.

Now that the world has changed, a barren world in his desolate world has appeared, a door that can lead to thousands of worlds, and an opportunity to change the destiny of the ethnic group.

But again, the crisis that can bring down his entire ethnic group followed, after leaving his own world, in the place that seems to be the center of the world, the God of Yellow Sand saw hundreds of people like him.

And there are many of them stronger than him. He does not have any advantage, but fortunately, those beings that are far more powerful than him do not set their sights on each other, but look at Unicom to the Thousands of Realms. The spatial channel of the domain.

A new world, rich resources, a new intelligent race, and a ladder to a higher level ... for the ethnic group, for self-protection, for the higher level ... all in all, because of the opening of the thousands of world channels The gods who came together competed.

The self-knowledgeable God of Yellow Sand is the **** of peace and self-defense for the future of the community. He does not have much ambition, so he is not greedy.

His eyes were on a common realm that did not give birth to gods and was not rich in resources, but possessed abundant water resources, and his goal was only to plan to lead his [5200] ethnic group to that point. Is the ordinary realm.

That's it.

But honest gods who are so calm and self-defeating, and don't even provoke anything wrong, will inevitably conflict with stronger deities in the end.

"Behind me is the ethnic group. If I concede, it is tantamount to sacrificing the future of the ethnic group."

The God of Huangsha quietly pondered that among his priesthood, the guardians of the ethnic group occupied a lot of weight, even the source of his main power.

And because of this, he was also affected by these forces, no matter how much he existed before becoming a god, after choosing the patron saint as his priesthood, and after a long period of hardening, he also became himself Ethnic group of guardians dedicating themselves.

At this moment, he considered the future of his ethnic group as the basis and wondered whether he would fight against a strong existence. The answer, of course.

Migrating an ethnic group of up to nearly 100 million people from one world to another is undoubtedly a huge and tedious process. Even if it is sheltered by gods, it will only shorten the time.

Therefore, the tall giant is composed of rocks all over, and finally a space door that crosses the sky and earth finally appears, and his body is swayed with earthy yellow divine light. Every step of the fall, the structure of the earth is quietly changing.

...

"Choose to fight me? Patron saint, that's it!"

In the dome-shaped palace in the core of the floating city, the young man with black hair and golden eyes leaned on the throne and supported his slightly lazy face with one hand.

He didn't even have to look at the scene of the earth below, but all appeared in his heart through Luo Tianjing. He has all seen the miserable experience of human beings, but there is no emotional fluctuation.

It's just a humanoid race in a different world, which has nothing to do with his past. The nature of the miserable scene below is nothing but a strong race, oppression of a weak race, weak meat and strong food, no matter in which world, it is the most basic rule.

The race that oppresses those humans below is, in some ways, just a bunch of bad luck. Born in a world where even basic growth resources are lacking, people and people, and even countries and nations, kill each other for natural resources that can be squandered in other worlds.

"I can understand the tragic fate of my own community, but why choose confrontation?"

Muria thought with some confusion, and seemed to wonder at the narrowness of the enemy's thinking. But he didn't think of his family members, the attitude that the dragon of the sun Renata had just revealed.

Relatives are so arrogant and unreasonable to a deity. As a master, where does his character go?

Observing the existence of the previous scene, even if he did not see the deity of Muria, he will subconsciously feel that he is a guy who is not easy to meet and has an arrogant attitude.

"This is the true body of the gods? This is too hasty!"

In the floating city, the three sisters who came out with their father as a matter of course looked at the gods who were walking towards the floating city in surprise.

To be honest, I saw a real deity before the war had started. This is really incredible. In Erassia, unless it is time to run out of food, even if it is a new god, it will not expose its true body casually.

"Are the gods in other worlds so reckless? A little stimulus will trigger the real body." Tiffany, the little dragon girl, was surprised.

"Maybe it's the limitations of this big world!" Muria replied. The rules of the big world he is now in are not as complete as those of Eracia. The most significant feature is ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ in the world, The gods are hardly constrained and can walk around.

Similarly, the thing that gods can walk freely in the material world has also occurred in the ancient times of Erassia. After improper conflicts between gods broke out many times, causing large-scale natural disasters, the world ’s restrictions on gods increased. Already.

"Father, let me do it in the first battle! This kind of poor **** who does not even have an artifact is not worth your shot. I can handle it."

Kaidia, who inherited the blood of pure Titan, took the initiative to fight against Muria, and by the way, patted Muria's flattery, I do not know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Muria was very comfortable anyway.

"Even if he is poor, that is God!"

When Muria was in a good mood, she did not forget to warn her daughter that the boundary between the gods is almost impossible to break. Even if there is a miracle, the strongest legend cannot kill the intact life. Different.

"But a little **** who jumped out casually and asked me to do it myself was indeed too cheap."

记住 Remember the first domain name in this book:. 4 novel network mobile version reading URL: