Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Yes, their sons are very powerful, but they are really not enough in front of these ancient forces. Many of the newborns of these ancient clans are powerful beings as soon as they are born, and many have risen to the level of becoming demigods. How can they be so important to them?

A young genius who cares so much?

Liu Xiyue saw her daughter receiving the communicator and communicating quietly with the teacher opposite, and buried this weird idea in her mind.

"Okay, let's not scare ourselves!" Zhao Dingnan seemed to notice his wife's worries and comforted her.

The daughter-in-law is always ready to break through the chasm of the true God. Once this kind of emotional fluctuation cannot be stabilized, the step of igniting the divine fire will be extremely dangerous, let alone lifting the kingdom of God high and pushing the kingdom of God out of the chaotic void.

"Let's see what our son does first!"

He held his wife's cold jade hand and comforted her with heartache, "Don't worry, everything is for your husband. Even if the sky falls, the taller ones of our Zhao and Liu families will bear it first."

When Liu Xiyue heard her husband's comfort, for some reason, her worried heart slowly fell back into her stomach. Her worried eyes glanced at her daughter from time to time. She silently guessed what her daughter's teacher was talking to her.

Now how dazzling and popular the son is, the more difficult the choices need to be made. So many big bosses and great beings value the son, so if you choose one side, you will definitely offend countless parties. How to make this choice?

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By accident, they didn't know how they offended these ancient forces.

On the battlefield!

The dwarves, who were originally sad and grieving, became full of life again. One by one, they saw in person that their dead compatriots were alive again, and continued to protect their beloved home and relatives in another way.

Is this such a high honor for the dwarves that they allow the gods they believe in to open the ancient door to a high-level heaven for mortals like them?

Little Aos knelt on one knee, held his chest solemnly, and with a very special kind of excited gaze, he enthusiastically thanked Zhao Qianye: "Praise you, the great Lord of the Dawn, for your generosity and kindness, like the sun rising in the east, shining brightly."

Guide us, the people of the Red Stove Clan. It is your generosity and kindness that allows our fallen compatriots to return to the ancient gate of heaven and continue to protect our home and loved ones."

The dwarves came back to their senses, bowed their heads with enthusiasm and excitement, and shouted wildly, like a pilgrim: "Praise the great god, your generosity and kindness, even the stars in the sky are dimmed!"

"Merciful Lord, praise you for your generosity and forgiveness!"

"You are a great god, and your brilliance will shine on the heaven and earth forever!"

"The great and everlasting Lord of the Dawn, your kindness and generosity have guided the confused and sad hearts of the dwarves. We, the dwarves of the Red Hearth Clan, will forever guard your throne and eradicate for you everything that tarnishes your divine power.

heresy."

The dwarves were each more enthusiastic than the other, and they were almost incoherent with their excitement.

"Wow!"

Wisps of astonishing thin threads of faith rose from the heads of the dwarves, turning into wisps of light of faith that were so solid that they were filled with pale golden light. They rose from the tops of everyone's heads and landed on Zhao Qianye's forehead.

"Ding! Your tribe has been inspired by special events and has upgraded its faith level. Please check it in time."

The reminder from the virtual universe rang in Zhao Qianye’s ears.

On the viewing stand!

Students and parents who were originally a little cautious were all stunned and speechless when they saw the dwarves kowtowing to Zhao Qianye on the battlefield and saying some disgusting things to defend him.

"What kind of trick is this? Their fellow tribesmen are dead, but they have to thank the gods they believe in in the end?"

"I made a fool of myself, and in the ninth year of my life you were the only one to show off?"

"This boy from the Zhao family was probably not an oil press in his last life, right? Is he really trying to squeeze out the dregs from these lovely dwarves?"

The students were in an uproar. It was Zhao Qianye's series of tricks that made everyone feel numb.

Obviously before, everyone looked sad and sad, praising the tenacity and bravery of the dwarves. But in the blink of an eye, Zhao Qianye used his sharp tongue to turn bad things into good things, and turned the sad dwarves into

, once again aroused fanatical and excited emotions, as if the tribesmen who died in front of them were really not dead as Zhao Qianye said.

Mr. Cai was astonished and speechless. He educated not only tens of thousands, but thousands of students, but Zhao Qianye took advantage of every opportunity and did not waste any children who could improve himself and the strength of his tribe. It has been a long, long time.

Saw it before.

The character of this kind of child is by no means the kind of arrogant and domineering second-generation god who looks down on everyone. Instead, he is like a stubborn weed that lives in the cracks of the mountain stream, but let go of any hope of survival.

As if he was afraid that if he didn't work hard enough, he would die in the cracks of the mountain without leaving even a trace.

"Every time I thought I had seen through this child and thought highly of him, but now it seems that I am still blind."

Mr. Cai praised Li Ruolan with emotion, "As long as this child escapes this hunting battle, he will surely soar into the sky in the future. You have raised a good child."

That's right, when Mr. Cai saw the big bosses gathered around the school now, he expected that the issue of Zhao Qianye's ownership would be a battle between dragons and tigers. And Zhao Qianye, who was caught in the middle, had no qualifications to negotiate at all.

Li Ruolan clenched her pink fist tightly, feeling happy and happy. She seemed to understand Mr. Cai's expectations for her. Before a genius becomes a talent, he is still just a genius. Any setbacks and difficulties may damage the genius, just like

The arrogant Adolf, after this battle, is afraid that his life will be ruined.

So since the noble knights of the Bruce family are likely to fall by the wayside, wouldn't Zhao Qianye be the same?

Nangong Wanqing admired with envy, "I suddenly envy you, sister!"

Li Ruolan has never been looked at by so many eyes, and the eyes were looked at with deep expectations and high hopes, which was different from all the previous looks.

It is a kind of expectation that looks at the light of hope. It carries a special look of the older generation who have washed away their youth after being bullied by outsiders and enduring many storms.

Li Ruolan understood the deep meaning in Cai Lao's eyes. She clenched her pink fists and responded solemnly: "Ruolan will not let the school and those who are far away from their relatives and homes to protect the peace of human beings fight in distant galaxies to protect us.

Seniors are disappointed."

Mr. Cai smiled happily. He was very happy that his old friend's daughter could understand who was protecting this hard-won peace and was willing to work hard for it.

He waved his hand and said with a hearty smile: "Go and see that child. His followers should need treatment. It's time for you, the teacher, to do something for this child."