Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

Chapter 647 I have Granny’s rune stone!

The God of Holy Light, who had changed his face several times in a short period of time, responded without hesitation. His tone was as gentle as he wanted.

"Okay~! I'll help you now~"

The First Young Master, who had peeked into the big secret, responded happily and loudly, and then his intensity soared to the level of a weak god lv1.

"I also want!"

...

"And I!"

In serious and tense situations, laughter appeared.

"Ha~~"

Ordinary Shaoluohaqi is very cute, but the Shilan family's Shaoluohaqi is not only cute, but also life-threatening!

Buzz~!

One hundred and thirty-six extremely concentrated magic/spiritual energy instantly crashed into the "adapter" - Master Ke's frog hand.

boom! ! !

The progress of the maelstrom is soaring at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gods (eyes widened): Huh? !

A few minutes later, the maelstrom quietly restarted successfully.

This time, its strength and stability are even stronger than last time.

However, neither the Archmage Heth, who had maintained stability for thousands of years and made selfless sacrifices, nor the gods who exerted their divine power, reacted.

"Enough! Enough! It's hot!"

Chen Sheng didn't stop. The Shaoluo Demon Priests who said she was Princess Slan, but were actually the "first generation" of high-dimensional magical creatures, naturally wouldn't stop either.

They can absorb the energy of earth veins, so they have no shortage of blue! ! !

"Hey!!! Stop it! You want to murder labor... uh, me?!"

Croka, who has been wandering around the Holy Chinese Empire for many years, is an out-and-out China expert.

He has a strong learning ability. Apart from his appearance, he is culturally sophisticated on the inside. It is not difficult at all to pretend to be a New Chinese.

"it's over?"

Caledor, who was standing behind Asuryan with Aenarion, the chief instructor of the Phoenix Heavenly Soldiers, felt a little confused.

He looked at the maelstrom and reached out to cast a spell uncertainly.

yah~

He used to touch silky skin, and was shocked. It didn't hurt, but "access was denied."

"I am free...but who is going to protect the maelstrom?"

The Great Magister of Hoth, who has worked hard for thousands of years, will naturally not let go of his duties easily.

Everyone has obsessions, and the magical whirlpool is the obsession of the ancestors of the Kingdom of Caledor.

"It's Chen Sheng, and those real sons of the ancient saints..."

The Phoenix God King Asuyan, who led the elven pantheon to confront the ancient saints, gave the answer to the new members of the Phoenix Heavenly Soldiers.

"Chosen by the Holy Light? Yes, that light is different..."

The new Eight Winds Maelstrom is no longer what it used to be. The statue of Chen Sheng made Master Hess, who was responsible for maintaining stability and guiding it, let go of his hands in confusion.

Because, they found that there would be no problem with the direction of the eight winds without them sorting it out.

It seems that even the guiding stone responsible for attracting evil winds from various places has lost its main function.

How many secrets does this Divine King of Holy Light, no, the Divine Chosen of Holy Light, have?

The great masters of Heth who had achieved liberation together with the dragon tamer, surrounded by their families, looked at the golden figure covered with rosary.

"What should we do next? Disband?"

Poseidon, who was put on the punishment list by his parents without knowing it, is a good at destroying the atmosphere.

The "famous painting" of the century, which can allow extraordinary beings to cleanse their souls, was interrupted by it.

"Boom! What do you mean about breaking up?!"

Tal, the ancient god of nature who condensed the oak staff at the speed of light, felt the recovery of his body's strength accelerating, and struck his son hard on the head.

"Ah! I didn't say anything!"

Of course the gods will shed tears, one is Shalaya who only sheds tears of true love for Chen Sheng, and the other is Mannann who has not been beaten enough.

As a main god with many believers and high combat effectiveness, he received a hundred times more beatings than the ineffective secondary god "Torosol".

Although, 99.9% of the time it was his parents who beat him...

"Okay, let's each do our own thing, and don't forget our agreement."

Temporary Commander-in-Chief Kroka waved his frog hand gracefully and teleported all generations of Slann and tens of thousands of Skink Priests directly back to the temple city in Nanyang Continent.

As for himself, he glanced at the laughing Shaoluo before disappearing in the magic light and shadow.

"Oh my God?! There are so many people, and he just waved his hand?!"

The Sigma people in front of the screen were stunned again.

Just because, counting all the countries in the Holy Temple, no, all the extraordinary races, it is the magical talent of the Sigma people that cannot be used.

At the same level, halfling mages can crush Sigma mages... except for elites.

"Look, do I still have a chance?"

The Rain God, who was told by his parents that he could combine with Princess Slan, asked his companions before leaving.

"what chance?"

The minor god in question is one of Lilith's sons. He is stronger than the Rain God, but his strength is limited.

"That's the one..."

Torosol looked at Jin Shining, who was surrounded by human beings and dwarf gods, and pursed his lips.

However, before he finished speaking, two hands appeared in the void on both sides of his ears.

"Ah! It hurts! Father, mother, what are you doing!"

A god beaten by his parents, +1.

"What, can you not slap me in the face?!"

In front of Jin Shining, who was surrounded, squatting was Sigma, who had a new look and secretly put armor on his body. Beside him, Yurik and Tal had finished rolling up their sleeves.

Sigma: Slow down, slow down, let me wear armor

"What do you think?!"

The White Wolf God had no scruples about the chosen one he had watched grow up. As he spoke, his fists were already on Sigma's head.

Buzz~~!

A very wide range of holy light barrier was inspired by Chen Sheng, the god of holy light, under the reminder of the ancient god of nature Rhea.

"Hey? What is our god doing?"

A businessman who was purchasing goods on the eastern border couldn't hold back for a long time.

"Dear Priest, may I ask, do you know what the Holy Light God King is doing?"

He caught a glimpse of the sacred Chinese flag from the corner of his eye and walked quickly towards the statue-like Holy Wrath Warrior.

"My Lord is currently treating Lord Sigmar."

A former recruit of the Scarlet Crusade, a cleric of the main warrior and deputy paladin, responded enthusiastically.

"Oh! It turns out to be healing, praising the great and selfless King of Holy Light!"

The confused Sigma businessman's eyes shone with admiration.

But, is this the truth?

Sigma: Oh! Stop fighting, stop fighting, the bitter tea seeds are about to fall!

Yurik: Iron Fist of Love!

Tal (Combo): Growing Oak Staff!

Mannann (monkey steals peach):? ! Why does it hurt me? Did this guy Sigma suffer any counter-injury? !

Moore (stuffing rags): Throw away the old ones before you can get new ones. Just tell your wife, throw it away!

Grimnir (aiming at the big waist): Where is my brother!

...

Walter (kicks butt): The gods have taken action. I’ll kick you. Is everything okay? !

Sigma: Woten! You boy! You are dead!

Wroten:...

Sigma (three hours later): Stop fighting, oh, stop... Why don't we discuss rescuing Granny first?

Chen Sheng (hands Gail Maraz back to Woten): Really?

"Really! Really! I have Granny's rune stone!"