Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but whisper to their companions next to them.

"The Temples are such sacred and unreachable existences. I never thought that fifty thousand years later, grandma would actually have the courage to let Zhao enter the Temples."

"Every time the temples are opened, there is bloodshed. Although our Zhao family has a lot of background, can we really enter the temples and win a seat?"

"I'm afraid it's a bit taken for granted! The position of the temple has been divided and controlled by countless gods and forces since the chaotic era. Now, except for the unexpected death of the Thunder Lord of Yulong Mountain, which has left one of the seats missing, our Zhao family now has no protection from the forces above.

, I’m afraid the difficulty factor is a bit high.”

Several people talked among themselves, but when they saw that grandma had no intention of explaining, they slowly fell silent.

Zhao Xiangjun ignored everyone's comments. As soon as the words came out, his eyes drowsed and he closed them again. His whole aura became vague and non-existent. Soon, everyone could no longer feel a trace of life. If it weren't for the other party, he was clearly right in front of everyone.

, Zhao Kuangshi and others had to jump, thinking that their ancestors were traveling westward on a crane.

Zhao Xiangjun started to attack the old man on his left. When he saw that grandma's decree had been issued, he looked around at everyone according to the rules. With a straight face, he shouted majestically: "Grandma's decree has been issued. We should try our best to contribute to the rise of our Zhao family. Can you guys have any chance?"

Opinion?"

Zhao Kuangren and others clasped their fists and said they did not dare.

The god family in the super god world seems to be scattered, but internally it is extremely exclusive and united. The main reason is that they are not united. They are either killed by their own people or sent to the frontier. They have long been excluded from the core of power, so there are few people present.

No one dares not to be serious.

The old man's majestic expression softened slightly, and he continued to arrange: "If I, Mrs. Zhao, want to enter the temples and get a seat that is not at the bottom, I must step on other people's corpses and fight my way through. In this case, this time I will use

The few little guys in the Little Lion family are an opportunity, and it just so happens that these little guys are quite ambitious and are the best among their peers. I would like to see who is dissatisfied with the rise of our Zhao family and who dares to stop it.

?Do you really think that I, an old guy from the Zhao family, can no longer carry a knife?"

At this point, the old man gave an overbearing command, "Little lion!"

"Junior is here!"

Zhao Kuangshi stepped down from the throne and clasped his fists at the elders of the clan.

"The Liu family's daughter is about to break through. I guess there will be secret enemies playing some dirty tricks. Just play with them and be ready to sway her at any time."

Zhao Kuangshi heard the elder's domineering nonsense with a hint of Jianghu habit, the blood in his chest surged, and he replied excitedly: "Junior, you have to order!"

In recent years, the Zhao and Liu families have basically been beaten by outsiders, pretending to be grandsons. I have never heard the older generation say "shake people", which is such a bandit-like thing.

But, this is really exciting.

The old man gave instructions to the others one after another, and then the meeting came to an end.

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Zhao Qianye hung up the phone, picked up the water glass, took a sip, and calmed down his excitement, muttering: "My ancestor is so easy to talk to this time? Why do you always feel that something is wrong?"

He turned around and handed the water glass to the old butler, and inquired: "Uncle John, has anything special happened in the clan recently?"

The old butler took the water glass, hesitated for a moment, thought about it carefully, and shook his head, "Master, the clan has been very peaceful recently, there is nothing special."

Zhao Qianye rubbed her chin, "Why do I feel like something is wrong?"

Marriages between gods and families have always been complicated. Compared with the marriages between the huge family military and political forces when he was on Aquamarine, it was several times more complicated. After all, the territory and strength involved between the two parties were not on the same level.

Its more complex entanglements are there.

One is hanging out on a bigger planet, and the other is a huge force across galaxies. Can they be on the same level?

Old John was a little confused after hearing the conversation the young master had just had with the ancestors of the clan. However, as someone who has experienced it, he had a broader vision than Zhao Qianye, so he persuaded him: "Young master, in fact, the ancestors mentioned

It is also very difficult to get a quota for the autumn camp on the planet Avala."

Zhao Qianye was startled, then suddenly understood, and couldn't help laughing, "So that's it, I want to do the splits!"

I am afraid that no one but myself knows about the strength and exaggerated number of followers that I have now. Not to mention that I also own the "War Altar" which is comparable to a cheating device, a powerful artifact with incalculable rank. According to the ancestor's instructions,

From a normal person's perspective, it makes sense to consider the difficulty of obtaining quotas for the autumn camp.

After all, the status of many freshmen who can study on the planet Avala is not simple in itself. It is indeed too difficult to get a quota for the autumn camp trial training every hundred years.

John was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the young master was laughing, but he was relieved to see that the young master was no longer trying to get into trouble.

Zhao Qianye wanted to understand the reason, said hello to the old housekeeper, and entered the study.

Old John watched the young master enter the study room and continued to review the good habits he had maintained for many years. He shook his head and said with emotion: "The young master is extremely talented and has realized the manifestation of the priesthood. Now he has received a large number of resources for the development of the divine domain, and he is still so diligent and hardworking. How about the young master?"

I really don’t know what kind of person can be successful.”

He had a look of emotion on his face, but he did not forget his duties. He left the house and came to the door. He loyally stood guard in person to prevent the servants from disturbing the young master's important affairs.

In the study room!

Zhao Qianye pulled out the chair and sat down. Following his past habit, he rubbed his hands over the surface of the "diary", feeling the special burning rhythm coming from the dragon mark.

About three minutes later!

Coming out of that unique feeling, he opened his diary, turned to a blank page, picked up a quill, dipped it in ink, and pondered over the adventure.

Lilith's lofty belief and her forbearance and sacrifice for the hundreds of thousands of people in Sacktown are both admirable.

Although he didn't like Lilith's slightly "pedantic" behavior as a bad person, he had to admit that there were very few people like Lilith, whether on the Aqua Blue Planet or in the Supergod World.

exist.

Because of this, it is even more admirable and moving.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qianye held the quill and wrote:

"The holy light is just like the first warmth of this world! It is great, noble, and holy, just like meeting that elegant and holy woman in the small world of Ruolan who is about to die."

"Holiness is an extremely beautiful and thrilling thing!"

Suddenly, a very faint holy light wave danced between the lines, as if echoing the girl described by Zhao Qianye.

He pondered for a moment, then sketched a magnificent ancient city on another blank page of his diary.

Sacktown, this ancient city-state.

Outside the city of Sacktown, several kilometers away, stands a huge black volcano, which is almost more powerful than the city of Sacktown. It is also powerful and powerful. The billowing black smoke and flames are erupting into the sky.

The appearance of the hot and red magma can make people feel the high temperature and burning, as well as the strong and pungent gun smoke through the paper.

The endless army of hell surged out from the ground of the broken volcano.

Zhao Qianye sketched a lifelike picture with a few strokes, and wrote in small regular script:

"She dedicated everything to the light and devoted her life to spreading the light of peace. During the battle of Sacktown, she saved the innocent people of Sacktown from the hands of the devil of hell."