Pudes, the mountain-moving god, smiled and took out a huge cyan square shield, which was about the same size as his body. The style of the giant shield was very simple, there was nothing special about it, except that there was a huge white ball in the middle, and it was covered with cloth on all sides.
Full of flame-like patterns.
Seeing this, the Buddha looked at the giant shield and praised: "I didn't expect that my second brother also has a high-grade artifact. It's not bad. This must be what I gained from the last time I went to the Chaos Secret Realm. I happened to be in retreat at the time and missed the opportunity."
Pudes, the mountain-moving god, looked at Nanhairen excitedly and said: "What magical weapon does the third brother usually use? Take it out, big brother, and let the second brother take a look."
Nan Hairen released his Blade Emperor with a single wave of his hand, and said with a smile: "I have a few artifacts, and I usually use this one now, haha."
The Buddha was surprised when he saw Xing Xing and said: "The King of Ten Thousand Weapons? What a magical king of artifacts!"
Nan Hairen replied: "It's too much praise."
Seeing his nature, the Buddha clapped his hands and said: "Okay! Okay! The three of us brothers all have suitable artifacts. The only difference is our cultivation."
Pudes, the mountain-moving god, patted his strong chest vigorously and said: "I have the cultivation techniques given by my third brother. It won't take long to reach the realm of gods. Although I usually seem very rude to others, in fact I am not bad at cultivation.
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There is truly no one who can cultivate to become a god.
The mountain-moving god Pudes and Buddha Jianxing were both very curious about Nan Hairen. Did he have any adventures with these good things in his body? However, Nan Hairen did not take the initiative to say so, and they could not ask more questions.
The three of them continued to move forward. Nan Hairen observed the journey for a long time and asked curiously: "After walking for so long, why haven't I met a god selling pills? Isn't there anyone in God's Domain who refines pills?"
Pudes, the God of Mountain Moving, explained aloud: "The divine elixir is a very precious thing in the divine realm. It may be only worth less than the skills and artifacts. Good divine elixirs can save lives and heal injuries, but the original ecological planets in the divine realm are relatively rare.
, the quantity of medicinal materials is not large, and the medicinal materials for refining good magic elixirs are even more rare, so ordinary gods keep them for their own use after refining the magic elixirs, and will not easily trade them."
Nan Hairen asked the Buddha beside him: "Brother, is there anyone in the divine realm who is particularly good at alchemy?"
The Buddha thought about it for a long time and said slowly: "Yes, there is, but it rarely appears. There is a god named Medicine God. He is the best expert in refining elixirs."
Nan Hairen secretly thought that he must pay a visit to the alchemy master at some point and see how the magical elixirs in the divine realm are refined.
Pudes, the mountain-moving god, shouted loudly: "The third brother seems to be much more powerful than me. He is knowledgeable and has a strong memory. He seems to have studied everything."
Just as the three of them were about to move on, Zong Qing's figure appeared in front again, looking at them with an evil smile.
Seeing this, the Buddha shook his head helplessly and said, "Trouble has come again. Why do my friends always refuse to listen to advice?"
Pudes, the mountain-moving god, shouted: "Last time I didn't do anything to make you retreat. I didn't expect you to dare to come."
Just as Nan Hairen was about to speak out, suddenly three strange lights floated by Zong Qing's side, and several unusual gods and men came.
Three different poems floated out: "The demonic way, the divine way, the overlord's way, the contrary way, the contrary way, the way of life and death!"
"Read thousands of books and plan for world affairs!"
"Don't ask where the road ahead is, just drift in the wind!"
The body of the god in the middle is strong and tall, similar to that of the mountain-moving god Pudus. It has an explosive head shape, its hair color is dark purple, and it looks like a male lion. Its hands and feet are still human-shaped, and it wears a golden lion face.
The animal armor has a brilliant light on it, and it vaguely transforms into the shape of an animal. It is an incredible divine armor. The wide purple-patterned cloak behind it has a dark purple aura flowing all over the body, exuding a domineering aura that is unmistakable and invisible.
It gives people a sense of psychological pressure.
The god on the left has a slender body and a fairly handsome appearance. He looks middle-aged in his thirties or forties, with a broad forehead and a plump forehead. He has long eyebrows and an eagle nose, and a small beard on his chin. His eyes are open and closed with wisdom shining through them.
The light, but unfortunately there is a hint of darkness in the light. He is wearing a simple gray robe, holding an artifact similar to a measuring stick in his left hand, and he looks like a strategist-type figure.
The god on the right has an extraordinary temperament, long black hair shawl, and a handsome face that makes people look very comfortable. The white long coat is somewhat similar to a windbreaker style, with only one color, and his hands are placed behind his back.
From the hair to the heels, the whole body is windless and automatic, and the whole body exudes a chic and unpredictable aura.
Mountain-moving God Pudes and Buddha were shocked when they saw Xing Xing. They recognized at a glance several famous figures in the divine realm in front of them.
Although these people rarely appear, I saw them last time when I entered the secret realm of chaos. Buddha Jianxing put his head on his forehead and said loudly: "I don’t know what day it is today. Several senior gods, including the God of Operations, the King of Demon Gods, and the God of Wind."
They came here at the same time, this junior is so polite."
This also indirectly reminds Nan Hairen who Fang Wei is and what kind of strength he has.
The mountain-moving god Pudes immediately sent a message: "Damn it, this time it's really a big deal. If it doesn't work anymore, my third brother will run away. My cultivation level may be able to resist the Demon God King for a while."
Nan Hairen also felt nervous. Zong Qingjing suddenly called three god-king-level super masters. Now he was really in trouble. He knew the strength of the god-king very well.
Nan Hairen responded without changing his expression: "Who does the second brother think of the younger brother? How can the enemy let you resist it alone? We are brothers. The person they are mainly looking for is me, so you don't have to worry about it."
The mountain-moving gods Pudes and Buddha really want to jump up and slap Nan Hairen twice, but the current situation makes it difficult to do so.
The God of Operations stood up and said: "Who am I? It turns out that I am the god of weapon refining. Buddha sees his nature. How is brother Hua Buddha doing lately?"
Seeing his nature, the Buddha slowly replied: "The great elder is practicing in seclusion. Thank you for your concern, senior."
Buddha Jianxing was relatively well-known in the divine realm, and Fengshen also stepped forward to communicate with him. Only the Demon God King looked aside with a look of disdain.
When the God of Operations saw Pudes, the God of Mountain Moving, he came over and said pleasantly: "I didn't expect that God of Mountain Moving is also here. Have you made any progress in your cultivation?"
Nan Hairen still didn’t know that Pudes, the mountain-moving god, was one of the older gods in the divine domain, and he was also quite famous. He was straightforward and answered directly: “It’s still the same as before. Senior has a very strong memory.
You will still remember me when you pass by."
Nan Hairen secretly exclaimed that it was amazing, this God of Operations had intentionally or unintentionally divided his own camp, making everyone fight like friends without any intention of fighting.
If the three of my brothers were just ordinary friends, no one might be willing to take action now. They would go to war and plan to win with wisdom. The God of Operations deserved it.
Zong Qing excitedly pointed at Nan Hairen and said to the Demon God King beside him: "Your Majesty, it was him who hurt me last time. If it weren't for your treatment, it might take tens of thousands of years to recover."