The biggest difference between grassroots and aristocratic families is not just the difference in the power, connections and strength behind them.
There is another major difference.
Even aristocratic families have produced true gods who truly surpassed the level of god kings.
And the more powerful families have 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
With the power of the blood remaining in his body.
If you get the approval of the divine thoughts left by the true gods of your family, you can invite the gods to come.
The more powerful the true god, the greater the power it can bring to the disciples of his family.
If Mu Yang was just the legitimate son of the head of the Mu family, although they couldn't take his life, they could just play with it a little and not risk his death.
Unexpectedly.
The Blue Wolf King was breathing heavily. Even though he was the most stable among the four, he couldn't help but be jealous at this moment.
But now, he is recognized by a true god.
Such people, if they really made him feel uncomfortable, would probably lead to the Mu family's unrelenting pursuit.
When did he get the recognition of the true god? Could it be on the day of his awakening? Or was it in the days when he was repeatedly embarrassed? Silently suppressing his ultimate move?
As a divine general, he has been recognized by the true god. They simply can't imagine how talented he is. Such a person is probably the younger generation of the Western District. No, it is the only honor that the Western District has received in the past thousand years.
Compared with his invitation to the gods to intimidate, Yin Nian's previous favor from a secret realm as a god's servant has become insignificant.
The dimming of one genius is due to the emergence of another genius.
Mu Yang looked at the four people with an indifferent expression.
"Now, can you call me out on your flower-holding impermanence?" He flicked his belt that had been touched by the Red Fox King, and said with disgust on his face, "My patience is not very good."
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"Divine Ancestor!" Bai Xue knelt in front of the ten-tailed cat, and she was in a state of chaos. "That is a member of our Bai family. We share the same blood. I originally wanted her to accept my Bai family's inheritance and recognize her ancestors."
Zong.”
"But why did she enter the Fallen Angel Tower?"
Bai Xue's face turned pale, "God Ancestor, can't you think of a way? Save her."
She was so anxious that sweat broke out on her forehead.
The two ghost-faced men behind him sighed, "Don't embarrass your ancestor of the Bai family. You also know that no one who enters the realm of the Fallen Angel Platform has ever come out. Over the past thousands of years, only those who have made mistakes have to accept it."
Those who are punished by God will be thrown into the fallen angels of all races."
"I've never heard of it happening."
"I can't blame you for this. Who knew she would suddenly go in? It's God's will."
Bai Xue pursed her lips, and the ten-tailed cat seemed to be furious. She was very upset about the fact that she could only watch her people go in. She turned her back to everyone, leaving a fat cat's back, and her tail exploded like a big fan in anger.
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Tiny friction sounds continued to enter Yin Nian's head.
Yin Nian held his head and was about to jump up.
A 'tear' sound.
The sack that had been bothering her was torn apart instantly like fragile tofu.
"Huh?" Yin Nian finally saw the light of day again. He still couldn't believe how he came out. The first thing that came over him was heartache.
She held the torn artifact with a look of pain on her face: "Why is it broken? What a pity. What a good thing. When the sack becomes stuffy, it's hard to open your eyes. I'll just put it away for now. When I find Hua Xuan, I'll ask her to give it to me."
Make up for it.”
"Master!" Lala and Baibian came to her side, "Look at the other side!"
Their voices were full of panic, so much so that Yin Nian's heart skipped a beat before he even raised his head.
Right in front of her.
It is a huge thorny land, and on this piece of ground.
His knees were covered with countless withered bones.
There are countless dead bones in front of her and behind her.
Some of these withered bones were clasping their own necks with both hands, some had one hand stretched forward, and some had their heads in front and chest behind in a ferocious manner.
But without exception, these withered bones kept the posture of running away, that is, running behind Yin Nian, as if there was something extremely terrifying in front of her.
"Master." Lala's breathing became rapid, "Get on my back and we'll fly out."
Naturally, Yin Nian would not refuse. These thorns looked very strange.
Half Wing also appeared, holding Yin Nian's neck. The vines in her hands wrapped Yin Nian tightly, and she did not forget to use her own vines to poke the thorns.
The thorns paid no attention to it.
"La La, that's wrong." Who knew La La was about to run in the direction where the bones were escaping, but Yin Nian gently smoothed her hair and said, "We are not going this way."
Yin Nian's finger pointed in the direction those dead bones were facing.
"go there."
Why not go to the other end where everyone is going?
Of course it's because those who went to the other end didn't see even the grass on the graves?
"The more you try to escape, the faster you will die. Maybe these bones were inserted here intentionally."
Yin Nian sneered, "Look, the positions of their lower bodies are exactly the same, they are all submerged up to their navel."
People's heights are different. If they were in trouble one after another, this would never be the case, so maybe someone did it deliberately.
Spicy naturally means what Yin Nian says and does.
"Huh?" Lala only flew for a short distance, but she felt that the sky was getting darker and darker.
There was not even a trace of light at the back.
"Light the fire." Yin Nian's expression remained unchanged.
"Don't fly too high, stay close to the ground and slow down." Yin Nian got closer to the ground and found that there was no quicksand underneath, but pieces of cold stone bricks.
At first, I didn’t dare to order too much spicy food, and it only lit up a fire as big as my fist.
But it happened to be just such a small fire.
However, Yin Nian felt the sound of thick liquid flowing around him.
Gudonggudong.
Like bubbles.
Something is sticking out of the ground.
"newcomer?"
"The one who made the mistake?"
"Hehehehe, it's fresh." Hands poked out from inside.
This hand was only a quarter of the size of Yin Nian's palm. When Yin Nian Dingqing took a look, he saw that it was not a hand of flesh and blood, but a hand made of ceramic clay.
The little palms are extremely stiff.
But he firmly grasped Lala's paws and tried to drag it towards the mud.
LaLa exclaimed.
He flapped his wings desperately and rolled up countless crazy air currents.
But these powers are extremely terrifying.
They were simply playing tricks on Yin Nian and them. If they wanted to, they could pull Yin Nian and the others down at this moment, but they deliberately made La La feel like he could jump up.
"Try a little harder, it's really interesting."
Follow their hands.
Yin Nian saw heads sticking out of the mire. These heads were also made of ceramics, like statues of gods in old temples. They were dirty and old. The smile painted with red lines on the mouth had an abnormal bright red color.
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Their smiling faces suddenly changed the next moment.
It turned into black lips and droopy eyes, "I hate it so much."
"We are also the true gods who protect us." Their other hand also stretched out from the mud, and a singing sound came from the air. Yin Nian saw their eyes open and they all stared at her.
"What use are our descendants? They are all a bunch of white-eyed wolves."
"All die!"
"Fuck us all!
LaLa's legs were weak. Being stared at by so many strange statues, her wings gradually became unable to flutter.
Its tyrannical power is simply unmatchable. Any one of these idols can hold it down.
But they are still saying ferociously: "Why do you think that we are not gods after just one thought? Why is there no one to pay homage to us after we die!"
Stab.
Yin Nian, who had been silent since just now, suddenly reached out and dug in his pocket.
He calmly took out a long thing.
Lit by firelight.
There was a fragrance floating in the air, it was real incense, the kind commonly used in temples.
Yin Nian held the end of the incense and handed it towards the terrifying heads. He shook his wrist and sprinkled the ashes. His posture was as cool as throwing pig food in front of a pig pen.