Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Nangong Wanqing saw that her friend was worried. Thinking of her leading Class 7, she also sighed and said worriedly: "A few kids in our class perform very well on weekdays, but they haven't come back now."

When Li Ruolan heard her friend mention the situation in their class, she temporarily forgot about her worries about her classmates. She immediately listened and asked curiously: "You are talking about the one named Wan Zhaoyi and the one named Tantai Yue in your class.

Little girl?"

"I heard that there are two little guys, one is from a family of gods, and the other is an ordinary poor person?"

"It's them!"

Nangong Wanqing nodded, "These two little guys are among the few geniuses in our class who can take action. If something happens this time, I'm afraid the guy from Class 1 will laugh at us for a long time!"

The corner of Li Ruolan's mouth twitched, thinking of the class teacher of Class 001 who was ranked in front of their class, and a hint of black appeared on her delicate face.

As time went by, some students from the class returned and entered the lobby. Even Qin Ruoxi, a delicate little girl, also returned, but only Zhao Qianye, the guy who once made a splash in the classroom, has not returned.

The lobby, which had been quiet for a long time, began to hear the whispers of classmates again.

"Hey, it's been a long time, do you think the remaining classmates are really lost in the chaotic void?"

"Oh, who says it's not the case! I just counted, and there are still 23 people who have not returned to class."

"Hiss... so many?"

"Is this too much?"

"In the last semester, in some classes, most of the students didn't come back. That was terrifying."

The classmates were talking a lot, and soon they turned to Zhao Qianye, who had shined in the class two days ago.

"Hey, do you think that kid will also be lost in the chaotic void?"

"who?"

"He was not the guy who started to show his divine brilliance during the speech class, not to mention how cool he was at that time."

"Oh! You're talking about classmate Zhao Qianye. I think it's possible. Every time when the gods are being built, the descendants of gods will die. It's not that new."

"Keep your fucking mouth clean for me!"

When the little fat man heard everyone talking, he became furious, slammed the table, stood up suddenly and yelled.

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Now everyone has formed their own tribes and built their own divine domain. They will soon be promoted to the senior class, learn new subject content, and start competitions to win resource subsidies from the school.

The amount of resource subsidies is constant, so if you give more to others, less will fall into your own hands.

This is an extremely real problem. At this time, whoever gives in will suffer the consequences.

"Little Fatty Li, this is not your home. Let's discuss and care about the classmates who have not returned."

Qian Duoduo immediately shouted, "Classmate Zhang Chao is afraid of you. I, Qian Duoduo, am afraid of you. Do you really think that our class 002 belongs to you alone?"

"That's right, that's right! Li Xiaojian, don't be too domineering."

"You will be struck by lightning if you look like this, Little Fatty Li!"

The classmates who were with Qian Duoduo immediately retorted without showing any signs of weakness.

In this world where everyone becomes a god, whose family doesn’t have a few demigods and true gods? Even if they don’t, everyone is a demigod-level family united together. Generally, a true god has to weigh it and offend these families at the same time.

Not cost effective.

"You, you..."

The little fat boy's eyes turned red. He took off his sleeves and was about to go up to beat Qian Duoduo. Qin Ruoxi, who had been silent since entering from the lobby, suddenly spoke.

"enough!"

There was a flat thunder that echoed in the lobby. Some students with fragile bodies were so shocked that they spurted out a mouthful of blood as they were overwhelmed by this amazing power.

Despite this, most of the students were still shaken by this force, the blood in their bodies was boiling, their faces were as pale as paper, their legs were weak, and they almost fell to the ground.

At this time, Qin Ruoxi's thin and delicate figure seemed to be the incarnation of a god. Astonishing divine radiance burst out from her delicate body, and her eyes contained divine majesty. She glanced at Qian Duoduo and others who were not good at the exit, and severely reprimanded, "

As fellow classmates, do you still feel ashamed to behave like this?"

"Divine radiance?"

Zhang Chao, who was standing in front of Wang Meng, stared in shock and said in horror, "Classmate Qin Ruoxi has awakened his divine bloodline? Oh my God, this is shocking news."

As a descendant of a priest, although there is divine blood in the body, some descendants of gods cannot awaken the divine blood until their death, which shows how difficult it is.

There are many demigod families in the class, and there are even descendants of true gods like Zhao Qianye. However, they have not awakened the divine bloodline, which shows how difficult and rare it is.

In the main material plane, it is extremely difficult for all true gods to be born and continue their bloodline. They will be deliberately suppressed and rejected by the main material plane, let alone allow their descendants to awaken their divine bloodline.

"Boss, that woman..."

The attendant beside Qian Duoduo said with a pale face and a trembling voice, "Here, who is this little girl?"

When did Qian Duoduo get reprimanded like this?

As the squad leader of Class 002, you were scolded in public and almost lost your face. He blushed, endured Qin Ruoxi's terrifying pressure, stood up and counterattacked: "Everyone is talking about classmate Zhao Qianye because they are just concerned.

, we still have this little bit of freedom of speech, classmate Qin Ruoxi, right?"

She was afraid that Qin Ruoxi would fall out and beat her up so that she would be embarrassed in the class, and then she would bury others in a cunning manner.

"Fuck your fucking shit!"

When Xiaopang saw Qin Ruoxi standing on his side, he immediately felt like he was in trouble. He slapped the table and retorted: "There are so many people in the class who haven't come back. Can't others discuss it? Why do you have to catch them?"

Brother Yezi, what are you talking about? If you want to tell ghosts because of your good intentions, ghosts won’t believe you, so do you think I can believe your lies?”

Qian Duoduogui is the second generation god. When has he ever encountered the fighting style of a ruffian like Xiaopang?

In an instant, it was so damaged that it could no longer be found southeast, northwest, or anywhere.

Everyone usually keeps their identity to themselves, and no matter how much they mess around, they won't harm others like this, but the little fat guy is so shameless.

He doesn't care if he is a second-generation god.

"You, you...you are shameless."

Qian Duoduo thought about it for a long time before spitting out these effeminate words.

"Ha ha!"

The little fat man slapped the table and laughed wildly. He pointed at Qian Duoduo like a girl and laughed arrogantly: "Classmate Qian Duoduo, do you want me to hand you a book about hurting people? You can study hard and we can fight again?"

"Li, Xiao, Jian..."

When Qian Duoduo was insulted by Little Fatty, his face turned blue with anger. He went crazy and yelled: "Don't bully others too much. If you really are a master, you won't dare to fall out, right?"

"ha……"

Xiaopang rolled his eyes, gave a thumbs up and praised Qian Duoduo: "Hey, our class leader has actually learned to curse people, tsk tsk..."

"you you……"

Qian Duoduo was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Sudden!

He looked at the head teacher who was walking towards the lobby, and complained in a tearful tone: "Teacher, Little Fatty Li bullies people too much. He speaks dirty words and slanders people randomly. You have to take care of him. He still looks a bit like a student. How can he be different from others outside?"

What’s the difference between the gangsters on the street?”