What If All the Girls In the Cultivation World Want To Catch Me

On the other side, Dharma God Realm.

The battle between the gods was extremely fierce, and the weak gods who had finally recovered part of their divine power were attacked and killed by the strong gods. The gods who had gained more Xia Yi’s divine power before, became stronger. Only the remains of the holy city, no one can think of it a day ago. Still so peaceful and beautiful.

Among the wreckage, under the feet of the gods, a withered bone in a tattered shirt didn't move. He seemed to be completely dead, but there was a bright red karma fire in the dark eyes that never extinguished, and even began to burn gradually.

It heard it, heard it thousands of miles away, and also heard someone calling its name across the starry sky, giving him a weak but indestructible divine power.

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Xia Yi missed it. To be precise, one thing was wrong, that is, the gods swallowing divine power is together with the primordial spirit, together with flesh and blood, together with all tangible things, without a trace of wasted swallowing.

Xia Yi thought that he could still transform into meditation, but all the phenomena of death were greedily absorbed by the **** of death. He was not allowed to live or die, and meditation was difficult to achieve. There were too many opponents, and they were all in the past. A real god, why did Xia Yi, a sub-god, prevail in the battle with the gods?

It’s an exaggeration to be able to last a day forcibly. Xia Yi didn’t underestimate the rotten gods, but he looked at himself highly, but fortunately Minghua still made Xia Yi not completely dead, but basically lost all resistance. Power, even thinking may be gone, Xia Yi could only tell Mirage at the end that he remembered to find a good place for him to resurrect. He was not the opponent of the gods after his power was drained.

Just like it was completely dead, a firefly flew around in front of the withered bones, but if you look closely, you will find that it is a small, tiny, insect-like dragon.

"Brother Xia, Brother Xia, I said before that you don't care about those mortals, you just want to care, even if you save them, will they be grateful to you?"

"When are you still thinking about living well in your heart, do you really think of yourself as a god? You will go to heaven after being praised by mortals?"

The mirage dragon urged Xia Yi not to take risks. Will a group of decayed silly gods need to fight hard? But this is also an old problem of Xia Yi. He always can't let go of innocent people, especially because of the people who are hurt by him. The gods are now mad and the mirage dragons dare not move, and they are afraid that Xia Yi's skeleton will be Spread.

Xia Yi is fate, but no matter how fate is, at least some ashes should be left. How to save if the ashes are gone? This is more thorough than the last time in Feign Death in Abandoning the Star. The fluctuation of the remnant soul is gone. Xia Yi, I have thrown away Xia Yi's rotten bones to feed the dog.

The divine battle continued, and the mirage dragon couldn’t find a good time to evacuate, so he could only complain about Xia Yi. The mirage dragon couldn’t see the bright red flames in the dark eye sockets of the dead bones at all. Karma fire can be seen, and when the cause and effect die, there is no karma fire.

Suddenly, a rotten **** was slapped to the ground by another rotten dragon god. This rotten **** was a little weak. He was at a disadvantage during the initial stage of snatching Xia Yi's divine power. Naturally, there is no way to exert much strength at this moment.

People who believe in this **** can only be anxious. They pray on the mountain range, in the distance of the horizon, where the **** can be vaguely seen, and are willing to give their lives to help the **** they believe in to stand up again.

The chaotic gods basically only care about the gods that are hostile to them, and will not change their goals until the opponent is swallowed by them. Therefore, the rotten dragon gods are about to continue their onslaught, but suddenly slam their wings away.

In the mountains surrounding the holy city, the believers of the twelve gods were shocked, because the thirteenth **** who was supposed to be swallowed up by the gods actually stood up. Thirteen, this is not a good number in the world of Dharma and God, it represents Unknown, representing an unpredictable variable, a number that even black magic would not want to approach.

The most terrifying thing was the **** who was almost completely turned into a dead bone. He actually caught the Vulcan who was shot down by the Dragon God, and cruelly penetrated a hand from the back of the Vulcan into the Vulcan's body.

Vulcan struggled, even let out an inhuman wailing, the flames burning Vulcan's whole body extinguished, Vulcan's hot eyes slowly turned gray, and Vulcan's body quickly shrivelled, turning into a corpse. , The mighty **** became like this in the blink of an eye, and the followers of Vulcan wailed along with Vulcan in a frantic manner.

They seemed to feel the pain of Vulcan, but Shura returning from **** would not stop because of this.

Withered bone grabbed Vulcan's shoulder with his other hand, and the hand that reached into Vulcan's body suddenly pulled out something. Vulcan screamed at this moment, which seemed to be the spine, but even more so. The essence, the dry bones are pinched hard, and they are completely crushed by a slight lift, and a dazzling flame floats quietly in the palms of the dry bones.

The next moment, Withered Bones slapped the flames against his chest, and a storm formed by flames spreads around the Withered Bones. This is the resurgence of dead ashes, and the flames are like flesh and blood, allowing the Withered Bones to regenerate some flesh and blood, but half. The scene of half human bones is still very scary, and people can't help but think of terrifying undead.

In front of the withered bones, Vulcan no longer struggled and fell slowly, his body turned into burning embers and dissipated before falling to the ground. Vulcan was dead, completely decayed, and could no longer return to the world, a follower of Vulcan. We are a little unwilling to believe all of this, they cried out the real name of Vulcan, but they couldn't change anything.

The rotten gods stopped fighting, and they looked at the dead bones that should have disappeared, but instead of passing away, the dead bones took away the divinity that was weak but at least truly dominated an era.

The wind stopped, the thunder died, the clouds far in the sky actually burned, the earth was covered by flames, the sky and the earth were red, and even the sky and the earth itself seemed to have been ignited.

The bones also felt the hunger and thirst at this moment, not for the divine nature, but for the divine origin. He has divine nature but no divine origin, and the decadent twelve gods have divine origin but not divine nature, dry bones. He didn't think much at this moment, he didn't even know who he was, but if he followed his instinct, he had only one thing to do.

Swallowing the twelve gods, he is a fire, and the decaying gods can use their embers as firewood to ignite themselves.

Without any unnecessary words and actions, the dry bones rushed into the sky under the package of thousands of flames, and wanted to directly swallow the dragon **** closest to it. The other gods seemed to feel the crisis of instinct, and they were no longer hostile to each other. Instead, once again gather together to face this enemy in front of you.

He is the devourer of the gods. The fiery red world is more terrifying than the twilight. A faint light slips into the distance. This faint light is the mirage dragon, and the mirage dragon is completely speechless. She is afraid that Xia Yi will kill her. After being slaughtered, Xia Yi at this moment is completely a fierce god, and the only difference from the corrupted gods is that his spirit may not be corrupted yet.

Rushing head-on to the dead bones of the gods, the gods who are greedy for divinity, this battle ushered in a situation that no one had expected. If the gods have spirit and thinking, they will regret that they should never even connect Xia Yi. All the souls are swallowed.

Those who have lost everything will surely regain everything twice. It doesn't matter who once did anything. Is this a battle for the status of the gods, is it the gods to regain their dignity and glory, or the challenger to kill the gods and soar?

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It doesn't matter how much the gods have contributed to the human race.

It doesn't matter who Xia Yi did or what.

In this chaotic battle surrounding the seizure of divine power, only one **** can win the final victory. Compared with the twelve gods are all decayed, and compared with no new gods in the future, this ending is certainly not the best. But it is the only ray of light left in the helplessness.

The human race has declined to this point, and perhaps apart from the Fascinating God Realm, it is difficult to find so many ancient gods who have worked so hard to become gods before the age of the godless. They are indeed very sad. Even the waiting is decayed with the spirit. In the last second before this situation, maybe they were thinking about what to do if the innate gods attacked if they passed away.

But those great wishes are gone, and they are all weathered by the years, leaving only instinctive madness.

The withered bones that set off a monstrous flame burned everything, and the gods collectively displayed the divine power that could change the world, but how much divine power could the **** of decay have left?

Even if the sky and the earth are roaring and thundering, the frost and wind will freeze the scorched earth, and thousands of gleaming arrows will continuously pierce the dry bones from head to tail, and the power of distorting space appears in front of the dry bones, bringing the dry bones together with the space. Crushed, but the withered bones never disappeared.

As long as one of the remaining burning ash falls to the ground, the fierce fire will burn the earth, the dead bones annihilated by the gods will be reborn from the fire again, the unquenchable fire and the unquenchable dead bones are repeatedly broken and reunited, It's like never ending, even if the flames that swept across the world were receded at first, the fire around the bones has never been extinguished.

If the flames around the dry bones can be extinguished, perhaps this dry bone will come to an end, but before that, the decaying gods have become weakened first. This world is no longer what they were when they existed, even they The once-familiar Vientiane has become so unfamiliar.

Withered bone rushed to the sky again, its goal has not changed. The dragon soaring in the sky is surrounded by flames, and the wide wings of the Dragon God tear the air, causing the flames to roll over the ground, but the body is still ignited. Put out the flames.

The dead bone was thrown away by the dragon god’s tail, and it fell to the ground like a comet, causing the mountains and rivers to tremble, and the mountain peak closest to the point where the dead bone fell directly collapsed. The believers on the edge of the mountain suffered even more. They prayed to the gods, the gods also Won't save them.

After a while, the dry bone rushed to the sky again, ignoring the gods to attack the dragon god, the dragon **** opened his mouth and spit out a destructive dragon breath to the dry bone that rushed towards it. The high temperature evaporates the dead bones in an instant, the earth is directly melted through, and a large green area is alive and turned into lava.

In the distance, the dragons from Dragon Island raised their heads and screamed loudly. The roars of dragons told of the greatness of their dragon clan. The Dragon God’s plan to destroy the dragon’s breath can easily destroy a huge city. What is the dead bone?

But in the newly formed lava, a bone hand suddenly protruded from the bubbling magma, followed by a whole pair of dead bones and then climbed up from the lava, flowing lava from the dead bone orbit. Flowing out, the reddish lava quickly cooled down, and the bones were all red, and the bones seemed to be burned through, dazzling sparks flew around it, and the bones slowly raised their heads. The firepower gathered in his body suddenly exploded, and the sky was full of sparks. Sprinkle the sky and the earth, it was like a rain of fire.

The dragons who watched the battle from afar wailed, trying to use the ancient dragon language to keep the dragon **** from using fire! The dry bones that have swallowed Vulcan already possess the power of Vulcan.

But the decaying gods couldn't hear or understand at all, they just attacked and plundered instinctively, even withered bones themselves.

The Dragon God was a little tired after using that blow to breathe. Withered Bones seized this opportunity and continued to rush towards the Dragon God without giving up. The surrounding gods tried their best to stop Withered Bones, even if they didn't have much thinking instinct. I also understand who is the most threatening at this moment.

Time after time, time after time, the dry bones did not get any benefit in the hands of the gods, and finally the flames that ignited became dimmed. The believers of the gods seemed to have found faith and were pious to the gods again. Pray, is that demon-like ghost and **** finally going to be wiped out?

The gods are the twelve gods of the world of Dharma and God, and the dead bone is just an outsider. Anyone with a pious belief will not regard the dead bone as correct. In addition, the twelve gods are devouring the dead bone at the beginning, and now they are even joining hands. After attacking it, Withered Bones could no longer get close to the gods except for swallowing Vulcan by a sneak attack.

It seems that this variable is also over, it is still difficult to defeat the gods.

At this time, not only mortals and believers of all races gathered in the mountains around the holy city, but also all the strongest of the Dharma God Realm. They did not escape, because they knew that if Xia Yi failed, no one could escape, even if only among them. A **** who wants to fully wake up requires a huge amount of souls, and they are the first to bear the brunt, because they alone are worth tens of thousands of weak souls.

On the side of the Demon Race, the Demon King did not look at the ferocious Demon God, but at the dead bones that were about to be extinguished. The entire Demon Race was out of control, and his Demon King was dead in name. Most of the people of the Demon Race had possession of the Demon God. Crazy belief.

"Ugh……"

The Demon King couldn't help lamenting. No matter how militant he is, he likes to plunder, but he also knows whether things are correct or not. If the rotten gods win, everything existing in the world of law and gods will all usher in change.

The kinship girl who had just awakened stared at the evil and **** **** in the sky from a distance, and recalled some past events in her mind. The older brother who grew up with her and liked reading books, asked for the throne of his father. After fruitless, her brother embarked on the path of seeking the position of God. Although he succeeded, it may seem like a sorrow now.

As a low-level being, it would not be enough to rely on a special blood to extend its life. It must fight for that opportunity and give up the immortal advantage of the blood.

However, most people still look at the existence of standing in the center of the gods, almost completely covered by the glow. He is so sacred, and he is said to be the main **** of the twelve gods in history. He is the **** of glory. Si, what he represents is the belief of people chasing light.

But on the other side of the mountain range, a large army is rushing to the vicinity of the holy city at full speed. Its leader is the great elder of the empire. He holds a very simple bronze spear in his hand. Although the spear body is extremely shabby, The tip of the spear exudes bursts of cold light.

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On the edge of the mountain range, the great elder of the empire knew that Xia Yi was not dead and was still fighting with the gods. He was very surprised. He immediately decided to change his plan. Originally, he was going to make the last move. The last rotten **** got everything. In an instant, the ancestor spear left by the ancestor of the military clan pierced and killed it.

This ancestral spear once accompanied the commander of the human army and defeated I don’t know how many innate gods. The spear was too badly damaged and could no longer be used as a weapon for a long time, but it was regarded by the military as an ancestor and enshrined for generations.

The ancestors of the military did not give any names to the weapons, but they kept fighting with them until the ancestors of the military passed away, and the spears were not repaired, because for the military, how worn out the weapons of the deceased was represented. Seeing how great the battle exploits of the dead are, this spear has a great battle exploits in history, and it can be called the first spear of the human race throughout the ages.

The spear is basically the ancient name of the spear. It was the portable spear of the highest commander of the human army during the Daofa years. Many, forging double emperors, Daofa emperor, and all the ancestors of the human race full of legends.

The congenital clan was expelled, and there was no need for the army to stay behind. They all took root and multiplied in the Dharma and God Realm. This also led to the fact that as the commander of the army, the ancestors of the military clan stationed in the frontier did not leave a name in other realms, at least well-known. It is not high, and the great merits of the frontier are not passed on to the clan, and the whole clan is with the pinnacle of the human clan.

The people who are waiting for this peak are the remnants of the army who still remain in the frontiers, claiming to be military.

I believe that for anyone who uses a spear as a weapon, this is an ancient spear full of sacred meaning. A gentleman is like a sword, and a tyrant is like a knife. But if you talk about killing an enemy on the battlefield, you have to talk about the spear.

The spear has never been a weapon that is good at one-on-one, and it has never been a choice to advance and retreat.

"Boom!"

The great elder of the empire stands on the plain outside the mountains. Behind the low peaks is the battlefield of the gods. Through the mountains, you can vaguely see the tragic image of the **** on the other side. The black smoke is everywhere, and the unpleasant burnt smell fills the air. .

With the sound of the snare drum, the great elder of the empire understood how important this battle was. He brought almost two-thirds of his army, arranging vastly on the plain. Once Xia Yi failed, the corrupt gods would definitely be the first. Time has noticed this every meal, but even if it hides and hides more than when, the lips are dead and the teeth are chilled, although the human army has become history, the spirit that has continued is still passed on.

Don't talk about individuals before the disaster.

The number is close to 30 million, and the crowded people are neatly arranged together. In many people's eyes, the empire is simply here to send death, and it actually brought a large army to give it to the gods. Didn't the empire never believe in gods? Is it to sacrifice to that foreign god?

There was a burst of anger in the eyes of the followers of the twelve gods, and the dragon could not help flying up high in the air to directly attack the empire army that once had an excellent relationship with them. The followers of Vulcan were filled with grief and indignation, as if they had found one. He vented his mouth and attacked the empire army, flooding the army with fireballs in the sky.

But the army did not retreat at all, and moved slowly amidst the sound of the drums. The gathered power was poured into the body of the great elder. The great empire of the empire propped up the barrier formed by the light and marched in the face of the offensive of those stupid believers.

This kind of momentum is unstoppable, this is the imperial army has always been the momentum, the unstoppable momentum.

After a while, the great elder of the empire looked at those stupid people with cold eyes. The gods are indeed respectable, but they are also the gods before decay. The continuation of life lies in the rebirth, rather than sacrificing new things to save the old, although it is very Sorry to the venerable and pathetic gods, but the human race must move forward.

Regardless, what will stand in the way.

"Into the army!"

The great elder of the empire roared loudly. Every soldier in the stopped army raised their heads and moved with the drums. Everyone roared loudly.

"Hey--"

"call--"

"what--"

The roar of the army was shaking, and the forces supporting the thirteenth **** arrived. This force is the oldest and most orthodox force in the Law God Realm, and it was the human army that opened up the frontier in the first place.

"Sacrifice to the spear!"

The empire veteran shouted again. First, the spear in his hand cut his palm. The thirty million sergeants all followed the movement of the empire veteran and pierced his palm with the spear. I have shown my true ability, because it is for dealing with the innate gods, and I have always had reservations about dealing with my own empire.

It’s just that the most sad thing for the empire’s elders is that the enemy will actually be the twelve gods worthy of admiration. They have done more than they have done! How much they want to fight for the human race again, and to their death they worry about whether the frontier will be attacked by the innate **** first.

But they have now become the biggest obstacle to the rise of the frontier. Even if one of them can wake up, how much will it cost? What will happen if one of them wakes up? In this era, we still have to wait slowly for decay, and only the new gods can change all of this.

"Pedestrian salute, worship the gods!"

The great elder of the empire put his hand on his chest, his other hand raised the ancestor’s spear, and the other soldiers did the same. In any case, the gods at this moment are hateful, and they cannot change the fact that they deserve to be remembered by the human race. They have not yet If you have time to make a contribution, you will be decayed by the years.

Among them, there are also allies who have the best relationship with the human race, the dragon race that has never betrayed.

"May the glory of the human race be forever!"

Nearly 30 million people shouted a word, let this word resound around the holy city, even the decaying and crazy gods' offensive against Dry Bones stopped, and Dry Bones stopped their actions, the decadent gods. It seems to have remembered something, but it seems that he has not been able to remember. The glow beside Aleus, the **** of glory, dissipated, and one of his hands was trembling on his chest, which was like a kind of muscle memory, perhaps even at this moment. Huishen himself didn't understand the meaning of doing this.

The spear held high in the hands of the great elder of the empire lit up with dazzling divine light. Even the spear that had dissipated its spirit for countless years seemed to have a memory. It was awakened by the wish that the glory of the human race will be forever, a believer of the twelve gods. We were confused for a while, elves who never thought of themselves as human races and some demons couldn't help but want to salute.

Human rites are a kind of great gift, a kind of spirit, and even a kind of supreme self-identification. All spirits that respond to human rites are human races, and all have human blood.

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This temporary peace not only caused the gods to hesitate, but the crazy believers also calmed down. Everyone was thinking about the meaning of this sentence. This sentence seems to have been in the blood. In the dream, it was inherited from the ancestors. Words in the bones.

The great elder of the empire took this opportunity to rush to the top of the mountain. He held the ancestor’s spear in his right hand and aimed at the Dragon God who had always wanted to attack with Dry Bones. The Dragon God was not affected too much by this sentence, but it seemed to be comforted. In general, the fierceness has been reduced a lot, but there is still a feeling of being ready to attack withered bones at any time.

Looking at the Dragon God, a few tears fell in the eyes of the great elder of the empire. The Dragon God was the most powerful of the twelve gods. He persisted until the end. Its decay was not too long before. When he was a child, the empire had the tradition of dragon knights because of him. The relationship between the empire and the dragon was extremely poor. When his father took him to the Dragon Island to negotiate, he slipped to the Dragon God of Dragon Island because of curiosity. In the cave.

At that time, the Dragon God appeared and turned into a laughing grandfather, always wondering where to pick the most delicious spirit fruit for him. The Dragon God’s tomb is sacred, even if the dragon itself has no major events. Enter, within three months of the negotiation between the father and the king of Dragon Island, the young empire will always look for the grandfather in the Dragon God Cave.

He thought it was the old man who was the gatekeeper. He didn't know that the Dragon God Cave never had a gatekeeper until he grew up. The dragon **** who appeared in the past three months will tell many, many ancient stories, but since Without telling his true identity, the great elder of the empire still doesn't know what the dragon god, who is about to decay, wants to manifest with his last force.

It only remembers that the Dragon God once told him that he was tired, a little lonely, and a little sad, and just wanted to find someone to talk to. Although he was not the person the Dragon God wanted to find, but the Dragon God never despised him as just a weak one. Children, because of the long years of the dragon clan, it is normal for them to enter the Dragon God Cave only once after thousands of years of major events.

Later, the great veteran guessed that it was the manifestation of the dragon god. He had always wanted to know who the laughing grandfather he met when he was a child was the dragon god, and after he was sealed by the **** of glory, the empire veteran kept going. Wanted to rescue the Dragon God, so he was hostile to the religious nation.

Waking up before decay, it’s like returning to the light. All you want is to find someone to talk. This is the self-appointed gods, not just the Dharma God Realm, but all the self-appointed gods of the various realms and races are more or less Less face decay, people forget them, and only think of them in critical periods.

But they are not surprised. This is their own choice. The gods of the law and the gods who finally became gods before the coming of the age of the gods are all decayed. How can the self-appointed gods who are earlier than the twelve gods be better?

That's why the Human race has fallen to such a situation. Only the innate races whose lifespan is almost infinite do not have such worries. They seem to be able to drag down the weak acquired creatures alive, and the acquired creatures can't resist time when they are strong.

The hand of the elder was trembling, and the spear he was holding tightly could not be thrown out. As the heir to the empire, he was not as good to him when he was a child. He has always been subjected to various harsh trainings. He is the future empire. Lord, he does not allow cowardice, only the manifested Dragon God aroused his mind as a child, and those three months were his only childhood.

To this day, dreaming occasionally, I always think of the grandfather who let him act like a baby.

Why do the followers of Vulcan be so crazy when they see the death of Vulcan? The great elder seems to understand that the twelve gods were once so kind, but as descendants of the army, as the legacy of the human army that has continued to work hard to this day, he cannot be selfish, otherwise he most wants to help. It's the Dragon God!

The demon king looked at the figure of the demon **** and kept shaking his head. The blood girl gritted her teeth, seeming to be doing some psychological preparation. The elf queen looked at the elf moon goddess from a distance, and she couldn't bear to chant some kind of spell.

Below the ruins of the holy city, in the cathedral.

Beneath the collapsed idol, the saint coughed and vomited blood. She seemed to be dead soon. She stretched out her hand to grasp the shining **** in the sky, surrounded by divine light, which blocked the gods. The aftermath of the attack prevented her from dying immediately, but how long could she persist?

"Aleus... you saved everything... you must... be born again..."

"My dear Aleus..."