Bright Era

Hundreds of twisted and blurred figures shot out, and in the blink of an eye they reached the battlefield a hundred miles away. Large swaths of cold light shot out from the air, and hundreds of thousands of followers of the Mirra Sect were beheaded without even knowing what had happened. Then a distorted dark shadow appeared, and he roared loudly at the silvery mad believers.

These fanatics immediately stood opposite each other, half of them lifted the silver rod in their hands, and slammed them on the heads of their counterparts. With an expression of envy and solemnity, these followers watched their companions' heads shattered by their crutch, and watched the pale silver souls rise to the sky in the blink of an eye. They disappeared into the clouds.

Zitel took a sip of the fragrant tea, put down the tea cup, and shook his head gently: "You, are you deflated now?"

The beautiful woman stared at Zitel firmly. She gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Who came up with such a vicious idea to use those stupid, dirty, foul-smelling orcs to insult my family? Boy?"

There was a silence for a while, and Zitel rolled his eyes and smiled softly: "Oh, it's just an insignificant little person. But his backstage is very hard, and his backstage is the goddess of war Mu Wei, she is our Azhul One of the four main gods of the Protoss! So, the Emperor of the Longshan Empire, Lin Qi, although he made this idea, what can you do with him?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Zitel smiled lightly: "He is indeed just an innocent little person. Although he has inherited the priesthood, he is only a subordinate god. He relied on Mu Wei's beard and slapped horses to obtain the Chosen One. Privilege. If your Royal Highness wants to kill him... Maybe just a word from you? Of course, I don’t recommend you to do this!"

The beautiful woman is not stupid. As the mother of Nightmare Stingli, the highest-ranking saint in the temple, she is not the kind of person who can easily be used as a sword. Staring at Zitel with a cold gaze, the beautiful woman slowly leaned on the soft couch and smiled softly: "So, he has a private enmity with your commercial temple! Then, it is you Go and deal with this'lower god' called Lin Qi! Talk about business, Zitel!"

Helplessly spread his hands, Zitel, the **** of commercial fraud, said indifferently: "Then, let’s be serious! The Mirra Sect is attacking the Temple of Heaven, and we know that in recent times, their high-end combat strength has become more powerful. It’s getting stronger and stronger, and it’s already suspected that there is a god-level presence on the battlefield. In just two months, without mentioning the casualties they sent to you, in the frontal battlefield, the loss of believers in the temple is also about a million!"

The beautiful woman smiled indifferently and waved her hand disapprovingly: "A few million believers are nothing to the Temple of Heaven! You know, the foundation of the Temple of Heaven is the Eastern Continent. We have trillions of believers. No one can shake us. fundamental."

Zitel ignored what the beautiful woman said, he just said to himself: "His Royal Highness Nightmare Sting Li is very important to the Nightmare God King! Not only for the Nightmare God King, but for the entire Spirit God family, Nightmare The meaning of His Royal Highness Sting Li is unquestionable. The natural reproduction of the spirit gods is extremely difficult. It is a miracle and an opportunity for the King Nightmare to give birth to His Royal Highness Stinging."

After a cough, Zitel reminded the stiff-faced beautiful woman to concentrate. He said in a deep voice, "With the life safety of His Royal Highness Nightmare Sting Li as collateral, the Tianmiao and the church jointly attacked the Milo Sect. All trophy churches account for 60%, and the other 40% belong to the Tianmiao. Our goal is to take advantage of the opportunity of the truce in the Western Continent to completely eliminate the Mila religion!"

A gloomy light appeared next to the beautiful woman, and Nightmare's face emerged in the gloomy light. He'Jiejie' laughed a few times, and said with a sharp smile: "Zitel, your idea is very interesting! Let the gods of the temple charge for your Axor protoss, and then you take the biggest advantage? Huh? Do you really think that the multi-armed Secret Demon Clan of the Myra Sect and his running dog Protoss are so easy to deal with?"

Zitel looked at Nightmare, and said indifferently: "With us taking action together, the group of violent maniacs of the multi-armed secret demons can easily be solved!"

Nightmare tilted his head and said indifferently: "We won't do this! At the end of the Primordial God War, although there are only two upper master gods left by the multi-armed Secret Demon clan, they seem to be less than your Axul clan. One person is as many as three less than the upper main **** of the gods of our temple. However, the multi-armed secret demons are best at various evil magic arts, and they are likely to hide their strength."

With a cold snort, Nightmare sneered and said: "The Nightmare stinging is indeed very important to us, but I cannot persuade my companions to start a full-scale war against the Mirage Sect because of his life. The war of gods will definitely be. The death of a **** is too costly, and the life of Nightmare Stingli is not comparable to that of a main god."

With a trace of ferocity and cruelty, Nightmare said indifferently: "You took the Nightmare stinging, and you imprisoned him, but that's all. Do you dare to kill him? Do you dare to abuse him? No, you dare not. , You can only imprison him, and you are also responsible for his food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, isn't that? Because you know that if you really kill the nightmare stinging, then I will never die with you!"

With a strange laugh, Nightmare laughed: "So, I am not threatened, and I will not agree to your conditions! I have found the mystery of multiplying with humans, let me try a few more times, I will definitely Give birth to more heirs, each with the strength of a higher god, what a wonderful thing? With my people, we will soon be able to make the spirit gods multiply and grow!"

Zitel looked at the triumphant nightmare, and said lightly: "The Realm of Gods can be opened to the spirit gods, allowing you to obtain the inheritance of the dead gods. You can choose devout fanatics to enter the gods and get all the spirits of the gods. The power and blood of the fallen gods transformed them into the clansmen of the spirit gods!"

Nightmare closed his mouth, he frowned, and fell into bitter thoughts. Giving birth to a son is a very difficult task for the spirits and gods. But if relying on the power of God's Domain to directly transform the Chosen into his own tribe, then he will quickly restore the spirit and **** race. In the War of the Ancient Gods, more than ninety-nine percent of the people who came here from the Spirits and Gods died in the battle. It would be too meaningful if they could obtain the inheritance of these people in God's Domain and convert a group of devout fanatics into their own people. .

"Well, this, it seems, it's not impossible to discuss!" Nightmare clicked his mouth, he turned to look at the beautiful woman lying on the bed, and coughed heavily: "Qing Yao, go pick a few this year The saints just selected come over and let them take care of Zitel. I know this guy is a sex-stick. Well, during the voyage that year, I saw more of his love affairs."

Zitel laughed happily. He raised his legs and nodded to Nightmare in a relaxed manner: "The God King Nightmare still remembers my trivial things? Aha, this is really my honor! The only pity The thing is, the people of the Lingshen clan are not physical, otherwise, I would have long wanted to see the beauty of the Lingshen clan."

Nightmare snorted again. He glanced at the blue demon saint who walked out of the room while twisting the waist of the water snake, and muttered in a low voice: "Do you dare? If you really have that interest, I will pick a few hot spots. My girl is with you? If you are not afraid that one of your parts will be burned to ashes, you can try it! Humph, there is no entity? How did the nightmare sting be born without a entity?"

Zitel's eyes widened, and he carefully approached the front of Nightmare: "This is what we are very curious about! The people of the Spirits and Gods are just a bunch of original energy. You don't even have a body. How do you reproduce? What about the offspring? And the offspring that you bred retain the size and appearance of a human being, how can you be sure that it is your child?"

Yanzeng squinted his eyes cunningly, "Jie Jie" laughed, he laughed a few times, and said dryly, "Seriously. Attacking the Mirra Church, we need more Be prepared! There are a lot of followers of the Myra, and it is really difficult to kill them. Well, the other spoils are negligible, the soul of the believers of the Myra, we want 70%!"

"No, no, it's impossible!" Zitel hurriedly yelled: "We have to own 60% of the souls of all the killed believers of the Milo God Sect. This is our bottom line! King Nightmare, you must Understand, how much do we have to pay for letting you enter the realm of Gods and inherit the priesthood of the fallen clans of the spirits and gods? There are countless divine powers stored in the realm of Gods!"

Nightmare looked at Zitel with resentment, and he yelled: "But Zitel, you shameless, dirty, nasty liar, God's Domain is built by so many races together, his ownership is not only It's only your Azer **** race, but all of us! You have occupied the gods for so many years, you are ashamed to say such things to me? The souls of the believers of the Myra religion, we want 70%!"

Zitel shook his head again and again. The souls of believers, especially the huge number of believers with tens of billions, hundreds of billions of souls, are such a precious treasure. No matter what, he will do his best to help the Azerite clan. Fighting for more profit, he couldn't let Nightmare take away so many benefits.

"Damn it!" Nightmare yelled, and then he yelled: "Sanhua goddess, dear Sanhua goddess, come and discuss with this guy the terms of our cooperation! Aha, I Remember, you seem to be a good old couple?"

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