Lord of the People: Draw the Elf Queen at the beginning

Chapter 320 Magical Medicine
Seeing this, Xiang Tiange sighed slightly in his heart, and didn't say anything. Hathaway's character is such that after experiencing so many things in the illusion, it must be difficult to accept returning to reality all at once, and it will take a period of buffer period.

"Forget it, talk to Hathaway again at night, anyway, I have seen her body, and she has seen mine countless times, sometimes the need for that aspect is stronger than mine, like a wolf like a tiger , gave birth to nearly ten thousand dolls for me in the illusion.”

"Our relationship is already very deep, regardless of each other, it just takes a little time to get used to it before we can accept it with joy."

Thousands of years of married life.

Both Xiang Tiange and Hathaway are inseparable from each other. When they close their eyes, they are the figure and face of each other.

After experiencing so much, Xiang Tiange's eyes also showed a rare vicissitudes of life, and the breath on his body became much calmer.

The world in the environment is dominated by him.

Among them are modern society, ancient society, and fantasy world. He has personally experienced many characters and gained a lot of insights.

Also experienced many things.

His eyes looked at the elves in the distance.

It seems to be able to travel through time, space, and penetrate everything.

These two tribulation clouds have just condensed.

The power of the surrounding heaven and earth has not yet fully condensed.

It will take a certain amount of time for the divine calamity to come down, and the process of crossing the divine calamity is also full of difficulties.

This time can completely support Hathaway's breakthrough.

Xiang Tiange ordered to Luluo beside him: "Luluo, go and inform the elf warriors and make them stand by. We may start a battle soon!"

"Yes!"

Luluo's expression was serious, and her figure disappeared in place.

"Opesi, you really have a problem!"

An elf girl was floating in the air, her feet were bare, her long light yellow hair was fluttering behind her, her chest was constantly heaving, and her eyes were full of anger.

On the other side of the girl, Opesi laughed wildly. Her hair, eyes, and lips had been dyed a coquettish purple-black color, which was the symbol of a fallen elf.

"Tiris, it must be difficult for you to think that I, who is looked down upon by you and excluded from the sphere of power, can achieve the achievements I have today, right?"

"All of this is thanks to you. If you had given me the power earlier and let me take charge of some things in the clan, I would not have come to where I am today, and I would not have thought about doing something against the elf mother tree!"

"You forced me to do all this!"

Opesi's expression gradually distorted, her eyes were full of sick madness, her sharp voice resounded through the forest of elves, shaking the ears of countless elves with pain.

The breath on her body climbed to the peak.

A steady stream of mental power was poured into the weird doll in his hand.

It made the elf mother tree wither further.

Tiris said: "Opesi, haven't you always wanted to be the patriarch's throne, so you dare to fight me? If you can defeat me, I will give you the patriarch's throne!"

"I can't ask for it!"

A gleam of excitement flashed in Opesi's eyes.

The two came to the outskirts of the elf forest.

They didn't want the forest of elves to be affected by the battle and the catastrophe, so they came to an open area thousands of miles away, preparing to fight here.

But just at this time.

The divine calamity above the head has been condensed.

A series of thick thunder pierced the sky, exuding a destructive aura, and struck towards them.

For this day, Opesi made countless preparations.

Crossing the God Tribulation is naturally within the scope of her plan.

With a wave of her hands, she mobilized the spiritual power that was infinitely close to that of a true god, and built a large defensive formation in an instant, and countless thunderbolts fell on it, all of which disappeared.

And part of the thunder sputtered to the surroundings, shooting in the direction of Tiris.

see this scene.

A look of seriousness appeared in Tiris' eyes.

However, as the patriarch of the elves, she was quite easy to deal with the thunder tribulation in the early stage. She took out a semi-magic weapon, and the bright holy light illuminated the world, blocking all the endless thunder.

Neither had time for the other.

Fully deal with the thunder disaster above the head.

This process is extremely dangerous. If something goes wrong, they cannot survive the divine calamity, and in the end they can only become false gods. This is unacceptable to both of them.

It is impossible for the patriarch of the elves to be a false god who cannot be further refined.

A series of terrifying thunder tribulations fell.

The momentum of the thunderclouds in the sky has reached a terrifying peak, causing the air below to slow down. This is also the last few thunderstorms.

As long as they survive these few thunderstorms, blessings will be sent down from the sky, allowing the two of them to return to the peak and achieve the supreme state!
At this time, both Opesi and Tiris looked a little embarrassed. They had lost the elegant and luxurious image of the patriarch of the elves and the high priest of the elves, like a down-and-out woman who was desperate to escape for her life.

The aura of the two of them has also weakened a lot compared to before, and their figures are teetering in the air, as if they are about to fall at any time.

"Tiris, you better give up!"

"Based on your current state, it is impossible to survive the last few gods. If you become a false god, then I will laugh at you for the rest of your life, hahaha!"

If Tiris became a false god, then she would no longer be able to stay in the position of patriarch, and could only return to the empire and sacrifice for the great cause of the empire.

And Opesi, who has achieved the true god, will be able to ascend the throne of the true god naturally.

Of course, whether her problem will be pursued is still unknown.

After finishing speaking, Opesi increased the strength of his hands, and extracted more realms and longevity from the elf mother tree.

At the same time, she also took out a few soul pills prepared in advance from the storage ring to make up for the consumed mental power and try to restore the state to the best.

"Don't be too happy!"

Tiris snorted coldly, and took out a elixir that exuded divine light from the storage ring.

This is a gift distributed by the Elf Empire to the patriarchs.

Each patriarch gets one when he takes office.

Tens of thousands of holy medicines, hundreds of plants and a drop of the elf queen's blood can be used to refine thousands of such medicines. Even with the background of the elf empire, such medicines can only be refined once a year, which is extremely precious ,rare.

Taking this elixir can instantly restore the physical state and mental strength to the peak state, and obtain a steady stream of energy supplements.

This kind of magic medicine has great functions for true gods.

For a demigod like Tiris, an energy supply box is almost placed on her body, and she can squander the energy in her body in a short period of time until the effect of the medicine is completely evaporated.

Seeing such a magic pill appear in Tiris' hands.

There was only the word "jealousy" in Opisi's eyes, and then it turned into a deep hatred. Her eyes looked at the void in the distance, where a true god was hidden. The other party was ready to attack at any time. Silk comes with a fatal blow...

(End of this chapter)