Gonggong went back up the river, and Xiang Liu, who was guarding the door, respectfully stepped away. Before he even realized it, Gonggong had already returned to the deep sea. At this moment, Gonggong's real body was consumed by King Yu.
The heart rate and blood pressure were controlled by the East China Sea.
At this moment, it is just a wisp of superficial consciousness.
"Tian Wu is dead."
Gonggong raised his eyes to look at Fang Feng and Bingyi, and said calmly.
The last Fangfeng giant and He Bo were startled for a moment, subconsciously recalling the god who chose to abandon the gods. Even if they finally chose different directions, when they heard this familiar name leave, they finally felt the pain in their hearts.
Complex and sad.
An old friend from those days is missing again.
Gonggong sat on the pavilion with his sleeves folded, his expression calm.
Fang Feng and Bingyi looked at each other, neither daring to disturb the Lord at this time.
As for Xiang Liu, he didn't even dare to speak.
Those two ancestors could use the seven wolves to turn him into a spinning top.
This is the ancestor among the ancestors.
However, Xiang Liu, who had been transformed from the inside out by Fang Feng and Bingyi into the form of Shenzhou, could not help but quietly take a look at Water God Gonggong. He had a handsome appearance and a tall body. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was thinking about the universe.
A mysterious question like the truth.
Xiang Liu was impressed.
How great!
Water God!
Yes.
Even his aesthetics has been transformed by two immortal gods into the benchmark of water gods.
Two belts passed down from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period have such an effect.
At this time, Gonggong slowly spoke.
Xiang Liu bowed forward respectfully and listened to the divine voice.
I heard Gonggong's slightly confused inquiry.
"Tsundere, what does it mean?"
Xiang Liu: “…………”
Fang Feng: “…………”
Bingyi: “…………”
The perfect smile on Xiang Liu's face froze, and he raised his head stiffly. Gonggong raised his hand to rub his eyebrows. Even if it was just a split of the soul, it was still one of the most powerful gods and was not so stubborn in Wei Yuan's heart.
When he was in his original state, he was able to read Wei Yuan's superficial thoughts.
Therefore, it can be confirmed that what Wei Yuan said is that there is nothing false in the way of man.
However, I heard some noise.
Gonggong's indifferent eyes fell.
Fang Feng suddenly thought of Wei Yuan who left with Gonggong.
Come to think of it, could it be that Wei Yuan said this word, or that Wei Yuan used it to describe Zun God? There is absolutely no way to explain this matter. Originally, although Wei Yuan had friendship with him, he was also a minister of Yu, to a certain extent.
Unfortunately for Wei Yuan, he was actually very happy, so happy that he could carve a picture out of jade.
But if he describes this word exactly as it is.
With a violent temper that honors God.
Fangfengshi may become extinct.
But you cannot lie in front of the gods.
Fangfengshi gritted his teeth and drove his brain.
Move quickly!
my brain!
Thinking of ways to break the situation, the wisdom I have accumulated over five thousand years!
In an instant, it seemed as if there were countless Fangfeng giants with him, as if countless ancestral knowledge and wisdom had converged on him. His thoughts running like electricity kept colliding with sparks, thinking about the only way to break the situation.
Law.
The last giant of the Fangfeng clan, Fang closed his eyes to observe his nose, and his nose to observe his heart, and gave up thinking.
Like a stone statue.
What the hell...
my brain...
It’s useless!
At this time, he heard Xiang Liu's voice. The desolate god who had been transformed into the appearance of Shenzhou explained without changing his expression: "... This is an extremely beautiful attribute that does not exist in the human world at all, but only exists in what everyone knows.
In the world of fantasy, it is human beings' praise for beauty."
"Breaking it apart, it is the pride of the gods and the pride of the strong."
This was said without any hesitation.
Then, due to some kind of information gap, Gonggong's superficial consciousness slowly nodded.
"That's it."
"In new blessings, this word can be added before the name."
The corner of Bingyi's mouth twitched, and he subconsciously thought of the image of Water God believers all over the world praying loudly one day. Thinking of what would happen to the minister of Dayu at that time, he silently gave up thinking.
He will be whipped to death.
He will definitely be beaten to death.
Will he be resurrected and beaten to death repeatedly, then resurrected and beaten to death again, right?
King Yu chased Xingtian into a fight.
How dare his ministers make fun of the god.
The personalities of these two guys are simply carved from the same mold.
Hebo Bingyi silently decided to meet the minister of King Yu.
At this time, the young man Xiang Liusuohua finally remembered something serious, lowered his eyes and bowed, saying: "Honored God, during this period of time, there is someone waiting outside every day, hoping to see the true face of the respected God.
"
Bingyi frowned.
"Is it Him?"
Gonggong looked calm and said: "Who?"
Xiang Liu arranged his words and said carefully: "...a tiger from China."
"The origin of the name Tiger in later generations."
"Now he is secretly in charge of a remote pantheon."
……………………
"The Chinese Tiger Demon has met the Water God."
The tiger in black robes said goodbye without showing any of his past arrogance.
Every move is in line with the etiquette of China's ancient times.
"I have been here for a long time, and by chance, I learned where the god is and I have long wanted to come to see him."
"This is the gift of meeting."
Bingyi looked down at this big tiger monster.
Previously, Xiangliu, as the most famous great demon and wild god in the entire Sakurajima pantheon, grew a ninth head and wreaked havoc on an area, but then suddenly disappeared. This tiger was once a general of China, and he was as careful as his hair.
After analyzing this possibility, I came to find it.
When talking about the gift of meeting, Tiger took out a wooden box from his arms.
Respectfully presented.
When he opened the box, Bingyi narrowed his eyes. There was a gleaming gold inside, and everything in it was the purest divinity. Considering the identity of the tiger in front of him, what exactly did he do in order to pay homage to the Water God?
And metaphor.
He was so cruel and domineering that even Bingyi felt his pupils shrink.
And Gonggong played with the divinity that came from Sakurajima.
Throw it carelessly to the ground, the box overturns, and divinity flows out.
"Give it to you."
The voice is lazy and indifferent.
As for the restoration of divinity in these remote places?
This option is not even qualified to appear in the heart of this arrogant god.
The tiger bowed and saluted, put away his divinity, and said softly: "If you respect the gods, you will be governed by the gods."
"I am willing to serve as a soldier under my command."
………………
After a while.
The tiger in black robe bowed with his hands on his hands and stepped out of the place where the Water God was.
Then he rode on the waves and headed in the direction of Sakurajima.
Gonggong's superficial expression was dull, and there was no ripple at all for the tiger's surrender. His eyes were deep, and he just said something interesting. However, such an expression made Bingyi and Fang Feng, who were familiar with him,
He even dared not be negligent, lowered his eyes and lowered his head, not daring to look at the expression of the gods.
He has a scheming mind and a castle. He can fight with a sword and lower his waist.
Nothing can be pledged, including your subordinates and your own dignity.
This must be the foundation of a hero.
But it is also the character that Gonggong hates the most.
Maybe Gou Mang will like this kind of character, but the Water God Gonggong may appreciate King Yu's style more... After all, his subordinates are Fangfeng giants who are not good at using their brains. Their biggest enemies are King Yu and the number one in Kunlun Mountain.
The thug Yinglong has a friend named Wuzhiqi.
He is still a civil servant.
Think about it this way.
Everything becomes very reasonable.
When the suppressive power from the water god gradually disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Tiger returned all the way to Sakurajima.
At this moment, Sakurajima seems to have regained its calm. At most, the gods and monsters have returned to the awareness and vision of ordinary people. However, this seems to be nothing. What happened in China before was far more disturbing than here.
some.
The tiger came to a cave.
This is a spiritual vein in the land of Sakurajima. The members of the Japanese Weishi sect, which was originally one of the eight sects of Sakurajima Buddhism, have long been wiped out. The original solemn place of Buddhism is now filled with demonic auras.
As you go inside, the evil spirit becomes weaker, and finally it even has a hint of divinity.
A huge green snake is entrenched in this Buddhist land.
Sensing the breath, he swam slowly, and the huge snake head slowly fell down, turning into a beautiful woman with a body and a snake tail. The tiger's expression softened, and he looked at the surrounding environment and said: "It seems that these practitioners of the branch of Buddhism
, it will also be of some benefit to you."
"Have you absorbed all the power and divinity of those gods?"
A crisp voice answered: "Absorbed."
The tiger nodded.
Then he took out the box from his arms, gave part of the divinity inside to the green snake, and said:
"You better live and practice."
"For those dead gods, you can replace them with whatever god you like."
Green Snake said: "...these gods are so unpalatable, I still like the snacks by the West Lake."
The tiger shook his head helplessly, took out a small package from his cuff, and threw it to the green snake. The handsome woman was surprised. After opening it hurriedly, she found that it was actually the snacks from the West Lake. She blinked.
: "Isn't it impossible to go back to China now?"
"Sir, you...did it yourself?"
"…………"
The tiger said: "Just try it."
Green Snake's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously she liked it very much.
The tiger said calmly: "Since you want to join the water god camp, you must also have a certificate of nomination."
"Practice well and I'll deal with this matter first."
He smiled and said, "Don't worry."
"I will definitely bring you all back to China."
"Bring it back home."
………………
After the tiger ordered the green snake, he turned around and left to participate in the so-called meeting of the gods of Takamagahara.
In this majestic temple, the new emperor who inherited the divinity of Xu Shi and the golden seal of the Japanese slave god from China was sitting on the throne, with tall gods standing on both sides, and these gods were no longer there long ago.
It's the ones from Sakurajima.
Their flesh and blood were devoured, and their divinity was taken possession of.
Wearing clothes in Yanhan style.
On Gaotianyuan, 70% of the major gods have turned into the great monsters of China.
Therefore, the so-called authority of the God-Emperor was completely worthless. Her original intention when she agreed to be a puppet had almost no value at all, and it had been easily broken.
Those great villains who had left legends and stories in countless places laughed and talked. The ferocious but powerful pressure in their words made people tremble in their hearts. Even the original sacred temples were all changed to the style of China.
suddenly,
Accompanied by the sound of heavy war drums, a faint voice shouted:
"The tiger is here!"
With one loud voice, many of the big demons who were originally laughing and cursing stopped their voices, and even the other gods subconsciously held their breath, and the atmosphere became solemn for an instant.
They lowered their eyes respectfully.
With a flick of his sleeves and robe, he dispersed like clouds.
The demon god bowed.
Accompanied by the sound of steady footsteps, a young man wearing a black robe with dark patterns came slowly, one hand holding the hilt of the sword, his eyes indifferent, the huge sense of oppression made the God Emperor tremble, and then, he stood still,
He raised his hands slightly and bowed, clasping his palms, and looking at the God Emperor from above his palms.
How can an eagle look at a wolf and compare with a tiger moving slowly?
The God Emperor turned pale.
"I have something to report."
The young man in black robe stood up and said:
"The whole territory of Xia Zhao."
"Respect Xu Shi as our ancestor."
"Abolition of writing and elimination of sacrifices, all following the example of Emperor Shuming and following the style of China."
"Sakurajima, renamed Yingzhou."
The God Emperor's pupils contracted.
Yingzhou...
It is under the jurisdiction of China.
This is absolutely impossible, this is absolutely impossible, even the God Emperor, who is regarded as a puppet, knows exactly what this means. His palms tremble, he stood up suddenly holding the sword, and looked at the other gods, quite a few of them were
He who was loyal to her shouted loudly: "Who among you is brave enough to kill this beast with me!"
The voice was passionate, but no one responded.
A desperate silence.
The young man in black robe said calmly:
"His Majesty Emperor Zhaowen, you write it yourself, and I will take a look at it after you finish it."
"You don't need me to teach you, do you?"
The God Emperor stumbled and sat down, feeling helpless and dejected: "...Yes."