The biggest difference between grassroots and aristocratic families is not just the difference between the forces behind them.

There is another major difference.

Even the aristocratic families have produced true gods who truly surpass the level of the God King.

Moreover, the stronger the family, there are more than one true god, such as the Mu family gods of the Mu family and the Feng family gods of the Feng family. The descendants are not only the excellent continuation of the true god's bloodline, but more importantly, the outstanding descendants of these families can all be

With the remaining bloodline in his body.

If you get the divine consciousness left by the true gods of your family, you can ask God to come.

The stronger the true god can bring to his family's disciples.

If Mu Yang is just the title of the legitimate son of the Mu family, although they cannot take their lives, they can play with it for a little while and not torture to death.

But unexpectedly.

The Canglang King breathed rapidly. Even though he was the most stable of the four, he could not avoid being jealous at this moment.

But now he is a person recognized by a true god.

If such a person really makes him feel uncomfortable, he may be chased by the Mu family forever.

When did he get the recognition of the true god? Could it be that day he awakened? Or the days when he was repeatedly embarrassed later? He held his ultimate move silently?

As a god general, he was recognized by the true god. They dared not think about how good his talent was. Such a person is probably the younger generation in the West District. No, it is the only honor in the West District in the past thousand years.

Compared with his intimidation of God, Yin Nian's previous favor with the body of a divine servant became insignificant.

The dimness of one genius is due to the emergence of another genius.

Mu Yang looked at the four people with a cold face.

"Now, can you call out your Hua Wuchang for me?" He bounced the belt he had touched by the Red Fox King, and said with disgust, "My patience is not very good."

...

"Ancestor of God!" Bai Xue knelt in front of the ten-tailed cat, in a mess, "That is a member of our Bai family, with the same bloodline. I originally wanted her to accept my Bai family's inheritance and recognize her ancestors.

"

"But why did she actually enter the Falling God Taichung?"

Bai Xue's face was really like Bai Xue, "Ancestor God, can't you think of a way? Save her."

She was so anxious that her forehead was sweating.

The two ghost-faced men behind him sighed, "Don't make things difficult for you, the ancestor of the Bai family. You also know that no one who has entered the realm of the Fallen God Divine Platform has ever come out. For thousands of years, only those who have made mistakes must accept them.

Only those who are punished by God will be thrown into Taichung, the fallen god of all races.”

"I never heard of it."

"You can't blame you for this matter. Who knew that she suddenly went in. God's will."

Bai Xue pursed her lips, and the ten-tailed cat seemed to be furious. The other party could only watch his tribe members enter and left a fat cat back to everyone. His tail exploded like a big fan.

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...

The tiny sound of friction continued to reach Yin Nian's head.

Yin Nian hugged her head and was about to jump up.

A 'tear' sound.

The sack that had been bothering her was torn apart in an instant like fragile tofu.

"Huh?" Yin Nian finally saw the light of day again. He couldn't believe why he came out. The one who came up first was heartache.

She held the artifact that had broken mouth and looked sore: "Why is it broken? What a pity, what a good thing, the sack is stuffy and it's hard to open your eyes. Just put it away first, wait until Huaxuan is found and asked her to give it to me.

Replenish.”

"Master!" La La and Baibian came to her from the left and right, "Look at the opposite side!"

Their voices were so panicked that Yin Nian's hearts were already thrilling before he could look up.

Right in front of her.

It is a huge thorny land, and on this ground.

Kneeling full of countless dead bones.

There are countless dead bones in front of her and behind her.

Some of these dead bones pinched their necks with both hands, some poked forward with one hand, and some said their heads were in front of their chests and behind them.

But without exception, these dead bones remained in a posture of running away, that is, running behind Yin Nian, as if there was something unusually terrible in front of her.

"Master." Spicy breathed rapidly, "Come on my back and we flew out."

Yin Nian naturally would not refuse, and these thorns looked very strange.

Half of her wings appeared, holding Yin Nian's neck, the vines in her hand tightly wrapped Yin Nian, and she did not forget to poke the thorns with her vines.

Thorns don't pay attention to it.

"Lai La, wrong." Who knew that Laai La was about to run in the direction where the dry bones escaped, but Yin Nian gently followed the hair, "We won't go here."

Yin Nian pointed his fingers in the direction with the dry bones facing away from them.

"Go over there."

Why not go to the other end everyone is going to?

Of course, it was because I didn’t see anyone who went there and didn’t even see the grave grass?

"The more I want to escape, the faster I die. Maybe these dead bones are inserted here on purpose."

Yin Nian sneered, "Look at the same place where their lower bodies are trapped in, they are all submerged to the navel."

People have different heights. If they are in trouble one after another, this will definitely not be the case, so maybe someone deliberately interfered like this.

The spicy one is naturally what Yin Nian says and does whatever he says.

"Huh?" It was just a short flight, and I felt that the sky was getting darker and darker.

There was even a trace of light behind it.

"Ignite." Yin Nian's expression remained unchanged.

"Don't fly too high, stick to the ground, slow down." Yin Nian approached the ground and found that it was no longer quicksand, but cold stone bricks underneath.

At the beginning, I didn't dare to lit too much, and only ignited a ball of fire as big as a fist.

But it was just such a small ball of fire.

Yin Nian felt the sound of thick slurry flowing around him.

Gudong Gudong.

Like bubbles.

Something was sticking out from the ground.

“New?”

"That's a mistake?"

"Hehehehehehe, it's fresh." One hand was poked out from inside.

This hand is only one-quarter of Yin Nian's palm. When Yin Nian Dingqing saw that it was not a flesh-and-blood hand, but a hand made of ceramic clay embryos.

The little palm is extremely stiff.

But he firmly grasped the spicy claws and wanted to pull it into the mud.

A spicy exclaimed.

He flapped his wings desperately and rolled up countless crazy airflows.

But these powers are extremely terrifying.

They were just playing with Yin Nian and the others. If they wanted to, they could drag Yin Nian and others down at this moment, but they had to deliberately make La La feel that he could slap up.

"It's really interesting to use some force."

Follow their hands.

Yin Nian saw heads protruding out of the mud. The heads were also made of ceramics, like statues of gods in an old temple, dirty and old, and the smile on his mouth was painted with red lines, which had an abnormal bright red color.

.

Their smiling faces suddenly changed the next moment.

Turned into black lips, drooping eyes, "I hate it."

"We are also the true gods who protect one side." Their other hand also stretched out from the mud, and whimpering sounds came from the air. Yin Nian saw their eyes open and stared at her in unison.

"What's the use of descendants? They are all a group of ungrateful wolves."

"Everyone dies!"
To be continued...