: A fellow villager who has not been well in the God Realm

Author: The rain never stops when you leave your home

: A fellow villager who has not been well in the God Realm

The world of gods is vast and boundless.

Since its formation, nearly 120 trillion years have passed.

During this period, forces of all sizes emerged one after another, like waves in the sea, flourishing for a while, and were disillusioned under the waves of the times.

But among them, there are eight-legged forces, just like the rules of heaven and earth, and they exist forever and cannot be replaced.

These eight-legged forces are ancient heritages that were born since the beginning of the world, the eight sage emperors.

Because the Eight Great Sage Imperial City has eight inherited Hongmeng Spirit Treasures, its strength ranks at the top of the divine world. Except for the three heavenly priests in the legend, no one can compare with them anymore.

Tianjue City.

Situ Jing looked at the ascension platform shining with light in front of him and kept lamenting.

"Alas... This ascension platform that has not moved for millions of years has caused another stir."

"I don't know which interface is unlucky, come to this Tianjue City... good fortune is so good!"

The ascension light around Han Ye gradually faded away, and what was coming was the violent aura of the gods in the divine realm.

And there was a faint smell of blood among these mixed spiritual powers.

"Huh?" A soft question sounded.

Situ Jing seemed to have seen something magical and stepped forward slowly.

After all, his cultivation is only at the lower level of gods. Because of the rules of the divine realm, even if he can move several galaxies in the lower realm, he must rely on his way here.

Only by practicing to the realm of the gods can one use the power of space to offset the suction force of the earth and thus fly.

As for teleportation or large displacement, it is difficult to achieve the upper god without relying on the god artifact.

In the ascension pool filled with white mist, purple gold lights were trying to invade the bodies of the people in the pool, but they were driven away by the figure like flying mosquitoes.

"Brother, you! This is the light of baptism, which can transform the immortal essence and divine essence in your body. Don't waste this precious opportunity!" After seeing Han Ye's actions in the mist, Situ Jing hurriedly became angry after seeing what Han Ye did in the mist.

shouted in surprise.

Han Ye stretched out his hand and all the purple gold lights were wrapped in the palm of his hand, forming a light ball.

Feeling the complex and simple transformation rules, Han Ye clenched his five fingers, and the purple-gold ball of light instantly shattered into starlight.

The white mist below was originally the divine spirit that assisted the light of baptism to completely transform the spiritual power in the ascenator's body. At this moment, it also dispersed again and returned to calm as if it had lost its target.

Han Ye's divine thoughts swept around, looking at the desolate place, his brows frowned slightly.

"You, you! Why don't you listen to advice?"

"If this baptism light is gone, you can only absorb the energy of the gods by yourself."

"Not whether it can be successfully transformed, the pain of easily breaking the veins can still reach the depths of your soul even if you block the six consciousnesses!"

"If you can't stop, you will be infatuated!"

Han Ye looked at the man in front of him who was dressed in thin clothes, with a yellowish face, and was still worried about him, and smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"Han Ye, what do you call brother?"

"Situ Jing, oh? You...what are you?" Situ Jing looked at Han Yeyun's calm and gentle appearance and looked surprised.

"What's wrong?" Han Ye asked.

"Only, monks from the lower realm who have just ascended to the sky will not be able to be as relaxed as you have in the face of the spiritual power of the divine realm."

"No, you're not absorbing it at all! God, how did you do it?"

Situ Jing couldn't help but remember the embarrassing scene when he first arrived at the God Realm. As soon as the ascension light ended, he was smashed into the baptism pool by the violent spiritual power of the God Realm.

In the end, some prison guards around him picked him up in a coma and avoided the disaster of spiritual power explosion.

Han Ye looked at Situ Jing's increasingly dazed eyes and did not answer.

He was not resisting, but he really didn't need these divine powers.

Because the World Tree grew in chaos, the Hongmeng spiritual energy was much more advanced than the divine spiritual power.

"Oh, forgot, so what if you succeed in baptizing and becoming a god? Isn't it a life of surviving life, or even worse!" Situ Jing shook her head, and her words were filled with endless sadness.

"Haha, Brother Situ, I have wine here, it seems that you have a story, why not sit down and chat?"

Han Ye flipped his hand and a pot of green cigarettes and wine, a specialty of the Dark Star Realm, appeared in his palm. The lid of the pot was pulled open and the fragrance was everywhere.

"This smell! Biyanjiu!?" Situ Jing's eyes widened and she looked at Han Ye in disbelief.

"You are from the Immortal and Demon Realm!"

"Oh? Such a coincidence, Brother Situ is the same?" Han Ye was also a little surprised.

After all, there are records in the interface scroll in the Temple of Mystery. There are not only as lonely as the world of immortals and demons. There are countless other interfaces in parallel to it.

It is indeed very destined to meet fellow villagers in this confused world.

Situ Jing walked forward with a trembling trembling, hugged the ordinary wine that could be bought everywhere in the dark star world, and tears flowed down.

"Okay! It's the last comfort to me."

Han Ye felt the dead aspirations that had sprouted Situ Jing's heart. With a wave of his hand, densely packed crafts of immortals and demons appeared beside the Ascension Pool.

He patted Situ Jing, who was completely stunned, and pulled him to sit down.

"Brother Han, it's better not to expose such a space storage artifact here."

Situ Jing's expression was very complicated. When the lower realm storage device arrived here, it would be completely invalid due to the spatial rules.

If Han Ye can create so much wine out of thin air, he must have a divine storage artifact.

And this kind of thing will cause death on Tianjue Island!

"Brother Situ, as a guide, please start your performance." Han Ye poured a cup for Situ Jing.

Situ Jing looked at Han Ye's movements and stopped thinking about anything else.

"This place is called Tianjue City."

"As the name of it, it is a city that even God will be extinct."

"Affiliated to the Eight Great Saint Imperial City Lei Fei City, used to detain death row prisoners."

Han Ye raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Lei Feicheng, I'm really destined to be!"

Situ Jing looked at Han Ye's reaction and continued to speak.

"Are you very desperate? Other ascenaries are heading to the prosperous city, but you are so unlucky to come here?"

"I tell you, this god world is like this no matter where it is! It's just that this Tianjue City is even worse."

"A normal ascension to the lower realm will become a preparatory god after being baptized."

"At this time, the spiritual power in their bodies has not yet transformed into divine spiritual power, so the rulers of these cities, beautifully called it, is to help the ascenators adapt to the divine realm better."

"In fact, it's just looking for free coolies to dig out god ores for them for a thousand years."

"What is different from other cities is that the ascenors of Tianjue City need to take into account the responsibilities of mining sea crystals and guarding death row prisoners."

"Because this city is located in Tianjue Island in the Death Sea, it is not protected by the formation like the main city."

"So we need to be self-sufficient for life and mine enough sea crystals to ensure the operation of the guardian array around the island."

"As for guarding the death row prisoner, hehe."

Situ Jing shook her head when she said this, and took a sip, and the topic suddenly changed.

"Brother Han, do you know the Mysterious Temple?"

Han Ye nodded strangely when he heard this.

"I have obtained a top-grade artifact in it. After I came here, I spent my best efforts to get the job of attracting the Ascensioners."

“The time to redeem for now has come.”

"It is better to be sent to Cai Haijing or guard the dead prisoner."

"Thank you, Brother Han, for coming here to send me a ride!"
Chapter completed!