After saying that, Xiaomei jumped out from under her nose.

As soon as the girl left, Yan Song lifted up the black veil and said: "There is a mixture of good and bad people at the altar meeting. All parties gather in the big city. You must be careful in everything."

"The mayor is hosting a banquet for gods from all over the world today at Yihefang. We have to go there quickly." Gunmu also lifted the black veil and urged her not to waste time, "When you get to Yihefang, talk less and look more. Don't let anyone let you know.

People will see that you are fake."

Just as he was talking, a dwarf emerged from the ground. The dwarf shook his head, looked at Zi Mo and said, "Shenjun Xu An wants to go to Yihefang? I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me."

The dwarf glanced at the two people whose faces were covered by black gauze, bent over and looked back. Zi Mo stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation, blocking the two guards behind him, and said with a smile: "Please lead the way."

The dwarf nodded kindly.

The dwarf recited a few spells, and the three of them immediately arrived at the stairs of Yihefang.

"I hope God Lord will succeed!" The dwarf turned around and disappeared into the bright stairs.

What is in front of us seems to be a castle in the air. The three characters "Yi Hefang" hang high in the air, boundless, and seem to be rooted out of tens of thousands of signboards.

Every brick and tile in the pavilion is shining brightly. I don’t know what material the stairs are made of. Even though the bottom step is close to the ground, it is not stained with dust at all. Every step is shining brightly, and every step here is shining brightly.

Everywhere shows elegance and elegance.

After stepping on the high steps, she looked back at Yan Song and Gun Mu, and walked into Yi Hefang. The main hall was noisy, and dozens of gods had already taken their seats. While no one was paying attention to the excitement, she walked through the crowd and looked for

She sat down in a corner with few people, Yan Song and Gun Mu stood beside her, as if they were loyal family servants.

Many of the gods present here had unfamiliar faces, and except for a few who were chatting animatedly, the rest were silent.

The gods in each field are born and raised locally, and the water and soil support the other god. It is normal for the gods from all over the world to not know each other. Some gods even went from ascending to godhood to being forgotten and perished, and they only stayed in one-third of an acre of land throughout their lives.

The most conspicuous person among the crowd was Jiuling. He was dressed in a dark red brocade robe, with a large and flamboyant hem. The more she looked at him, the more familiar she felt. Inexplicably, she thought of the Wolf Spider Walker. The hem spread out looked like a tarantula.

It has eight furry legs. Jiuling closed her eyes slightly and looked tired.

Among the strangers, she suddenly saw a familiar face. In an inconspicuous position, a young man's back was straight and straight, and the scimitar at his waist was glowing. A white butterfly danced beside him, and the young man's face was dancing.

His eyes followed Baidie, who was sitting quietly alone.

What was different from before was that there was a crown on the young man's head. He had successfully ascended and became the true main god of Beiyin, a god who could bring blessings to the whole country. She felt a sense of relief in her heart.

"Why hasn't the big market lord come yet? It was obviously the big market lord who invited me first. I've been sitting here for a long time and no one has come. I'm almost exhausted. If you don't come, I'm going to sleep." said softly.

After whispering, a head suddenly tilted towards her, it was Xiaomei in the daytime.

"You have been waiting for a long time..."

A female official walked into everyone's sight. She waved her hand, followed by hundreds of attendants carrying tea and water.

"The mayor is busy with government affairs and may have to arrive later. In order to express his apology to the gods, the city has taken the initiative to donate 50 million gold talismans to the various divisions. I hope all the gods will bear with you." The female official smiled.

It turned out that there was a commotion in the main hall. When they heard the fifty million gold talisman, everyone was dumbfounded. The commotion was over. The female officer smiled softly and retreated on her own. She couldn't help but sigh, it's good to have money, so rich.

The horizontal compensation is probably only available to the big market.

The silence maintained by Jin Fu only lasted half a stick of incense, and soon there was another commotion in the hall. This time it seemed to be a personal grudge. In the corner of the hall, a little god in a blue coat pointed at something and spoke aggressively.

.

"You still have the nerve to come to the altar meeting. You are the one who harmed our Zongshan. Why are you, the chief murderer, sitting here pretending? I want to kill you, and I want revenge!" The little god in blue jumped up and pointed.

The boy in the corner yelled.

Zi Mo pushed aside the crowd, and thousands of officials in the corner were quarreling with red faces. She stopped the little god in blue coat and said: "The altar meeting is coming soon. If you have any grudges, let's compete. What's it like to be so noisy?"

As soon as she spoke, the little gods surrounding him respectfully shouted "Lord Gunmu". The neck of the little god in blue coat turned red, but he still refused to let go. He jumped up and down and shouted that thousands of officials should pay for their lives. The crowd of onlookers became more and more popular.

Come more and more.

"It wasn't me, it wasn't me..." Qian Guan murmured, his voice sonorous and powerful. Until the little god in blue coat took out his weapon, everyone tried to break up the fight, but suddenly they heard a scolding.

"Bastard, come back!" The little god in the blue coat slowly walked towards the source of the sound. Jiuling squinted her eyes, scanned the little god in the blue coat up and down, and said slowly: "How do you look like this?

." The little god in blue coat stood behind Jiuling, dejected.

There was a jingle of copper bells, and a light and shadow flew in from outside the main hall. The light and shadow fell on the high platform of the main hall. Accompanied by clear and loud laughter, the light and shadow revealed a woman wearing a colorful crown. The woman's expectant eyes attracted everyone.

They all gathered in their eyes, "Don't be impatient, I'm late."

Jiuling glanced at the woman on the high platform and said calmly: "Sir Jiao Sui, you are really a noble person who forgets things."

The woman smiled softly and avoided talking about Jiuling's teasing. The calmness between her eyebrows was just right. The person who came was the big market owner.

Zi Mo secretly thought that it was Jiao Sui who founded Da Shi. She remembered that before she entered Lianguang Mountain, Jiao Sui was still the main god in the south. She did not expect that now she has established her own business and opened up a new world in the world. No wonder Da Shi

It will stand firm for thousands of years.

Jiao Sui winked, and the female officer gave an order. Dozens of servants came in from outside the palace. The servants held up delicacies and slowly walked among the crowd. With the effort of a stick of incense, each god was placed in front of them.

Hundreds of delicious dishes.

"I hope you all will appreciate me." Jiao Sui drank a drink by herself first. She sat on the high platform and talked about the matters related to the altar meeting while counting the number of gods participating in the meeting.

"The first prize of this altar meeting is a 'Broken Bone Nail' presented by Da Shi. This small magic weapon is disrespectful. I hope all the gods will be invincible and achieve great success." Jiao Sui smiled brightly.

"Broken nail? But that ancient magic weapon that is rumored to be able to break the consciousness?" A burst of sighs broke out from the crowd.

"It is rumored that this bone-breaking nail can break the consciousness and also has the power of rebirth. However, this magic weapon has disappeared for thousands of years. I didn't expect it to be in the big city. The big city is really full of rare things."

Jiao Sui smiled and continued: "In this altar meeting, I also met old friends that I haven't seen for many years. How is Priest Gunmu doing lately? During these days in the big city, has the sequelae of diffuse consciousness been alleviated?

?”

The topic turned to her unexpectedly, and Zi Mo responded quickly. According to Gun Mu's usual speaking style and attitude, she thought she had learned quite well without making any mistakes.

Three days later, all the gods moved to the big city MiGe.

In this altar meeting, all the gods need to enter the grid in the city alley. There are a certain number of mythical beasts in the grid for the gods to capture. After two hours, the number of mythical beasts caught by each person will be counted and ranked accordingly.

Ranking.

After explaining the general rules, Jiao Sui opened the secret door and looked at everyone with a smile, "Please, may the gods be successful."

Zi Mo glanced at the masked guards behind him and motioned for them to follow closely. He was about to step through the door when Jiao Sui suddenly walked over and said, "Gunmu, Migli is not allowed to bring any guards. This is the rule."

She nodded and dismissed Jiao Sui with a few words. It was not until the two masked guards were forced to stay outside the secret cell that Jiao Sui looked at her with satisfaction, stretched out her hand to salute, and said, "I wish Lord Gunmu a great success." She had no choice but to look at her with satisfaction.

Smiling, he stepped into the secret grid.

The moment she entered the dense grid, a forest flower scroll unfolded in front of her eyes. All the scenes overlapped in front of her eyes. The lingering green light in the sky filled everyone's shocked pupils. What she saw was a huge and crooked trunk, which seemed to be invisible.

At the end, it's like a giant heel on the bottom of the sea swallowing waves.

With the deafening roar, the huge objects collapsed one after another with lightning speed.

The situation in this Migli is not optimistic. Without the help of Priest Gunmu, she can't use her magic power and can't catch the mythical beast at all. If it is a small and docile mythical beast, she can still try her best to gamble, just in case she gets lucky.

No, if she encounters a ferocious and huge mythical beast, she might even be buried in the beast's belly, let alone catching her.

She was lamenting in her heart when suddenly there was a thunder and lightning in the sky above the forest. When the thunder and lightning flashed by, a line of big words was left behind, "If you are in danger, you can call for help from the outside at any time."

She finished reading this sentence word by word, and a huge black shadow rushed over in the air, its wings fluttering. It whizzed past her shoulders, and pecked at it like a dragonfly tapping water. Zimo stretched out his hand to swat at it, and the ugly black shadow

Bite tight and don't let go.

Not far away, screams could be heard one after another. It seemed that everyone had encountered a ferocious divine beast. This year's altar meeting was much more advanced than before, and even the level of the divine beasts was improved.

She slapped the black hawk away from her shoulder, and a stream of light flashed in the distance. A scimitar hit the black hawk in the middle. When her shoulder was loosened, the black hawk fell to the ground motionless, with its pupils dilated and still holding something in its mouth.

A piece of clothing.

Along the direction where the scimitar flew, a white butterfly flew lightly, followed by a young man. The young man neatly put away the knife, picked up the black hawk on the ground and looked at it, then walked to her side and whispered softly.

He said: "It is better for this divine king to be careful. I have been chasing this divine beast for a long time. It has an impatient and vicious temper and is most likely to hurt people."

As he said that, he held the black eagle and handed it over, "This mythical beast is dead. You can take it. I just saw another one. I will chase it after a while." Qianguan handed over his hand, holding the dead one.

Black Eagle twitched and tilted his head.

Before she could say thank you, more than a dozen gods rushed up to her. They glanced at Qianguan, gathered around her, stared at the wound on her shoulder with concern, and said all at once: "Priest Gunmu,

Are you OK?"

Zi Mo glanced at the gods who gathered around him, and realized that they were all gods from the northern region. He thought they were in the same line as Gun Mu, and they should be the little gods under Gun Mu.

"You call him Priest Gunmu... Is he the famous Northern God of War, Lord Gunmu?" Qianguan held a scimitar and looked at the little gods with a surprised look on his face. He lowered his head and murmured: "I stay here all year round.
Chapter completed!