Time was limited, so Cheng Ying had to take a riskier approach. He actually showed up and slightly released his divine power, combined with simulated soul skills. On the surface, he was a level two god, and
Still a very strong level two god.
Not everyone in the God Realm knows each other. Cheng Ying walked into the villa area in a big way. As expected, the servants with low strength saluted when they saw him.
Regardless of whether this person is their master or not, they cannot afford to offend him and must behave respectfully at this time.
Cheng Ying just pretended to be powerful and asked one of the servants: "How to get to the mansion of the God of Emotions? I want to report to him."
When the servant heard this, he quickly replied with sincerity and fear: "The God of Emotions is resting in the villa. The second highest building over there is your mansion!"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Ying turned around and saw that there was another nearby mountain, slightly lower than this one, obviously because the main god's status was slightly lower than that of the god king.
Fortunately, the residence of the God of Emotions is quite close to that of God Shura. Chengying imitated the appearance of those third-level gods, suspended about half a meter above the ground, and flew at high speed. Although the third-level gods did not recognize the places he passed by,
He bowed slightly to him, and the second-level gods mostly nodded to him and didn't ask any more questions because they didn't know him.
After all, there are nearly a hundred second-level gods in the God Realm. Some of them who are more distant from each other may not speak a word to each other for hundreds of years, and it is normal for them not to recognize them.
Cheng Ying noticed that the palace of the God of Emotions was brightly lit, which is why the servant knew that he was resting in the villa, and Cheng Ying climbed up the winding stairs in just a few steps.
Facing the door of the God of Emotions, Cheng Ying hesitated for a moment, but finally knocked on the door. He could only place his hope in the God of Emotions, whose personality was similar to that funny one Rong Nianbing.
When he opened the door, he saw a handsome man in a blue robe with a clean temperament. He was quietly looking at the mountains and flowing water through the window with his hands behind his back.
When Cheng Ying saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat. There was something wrong with this temperament! How could he still be the same funny guy who descended to earth? This ethereal immortal temperament was not a person at all!
"Who is here?" The God of Emotions asked without looking back.
Cheng Ying gritted his teeth. He could only treat a dead horse as a living doctor. He took out a willow leaf-shaped knife from his jacket pocket and said, "Do you still remember this thing?"
What Cheng Ying took out was the Ghost Eagle Magic Sword, which was one of Rong Nian Bing's many artifacts. This was what he asked Rong Nian Bing for before seizing the demiplane, just to tie him up on the ship.
Once Cheng Ying fails, the Ghost Condor Magic Sword on his body will become evidence. Even if Shura God is stupid, he can guess who is tricking him. This way, he can ensure that Rong Nianbing did not provide false information and was not in
That Chengying is the spearman.
In addition, this thing can also be used as a token to gain the trust of his body. Rong Nianbing also has a deep understanding of Tulip's research ability. Naturally, if he wants to get something good in the God Realm, his body must be the most convenient.
As soon as Cheng Ying took out the Ghostly Condor Magic Sword, Rong Nianbing, who had just been cleansing his temperament, immediately changed his temperament and quickly turned around to grab the knife.
"What the hell are you here! Do you know how much trouble I will be in if you die in the hands of that bastard God of Death? To be honest, even if I want to kill that guy, I have to use some means. You
How are the losses over there?”
Cheng Ying was relieved when he heard it. He was still the same funny person in the divine world, and the incarnation in the human world found an opportunity to send his memories back.
"The losses are not bad. Two maid robots and four oversized energy amethysts. Although I feel a little sorry for the amethysts, they are still within the tolerance range."
"It's gone?" Rong Nianbing looked confused. He originally thought that half of Cheng Ying's God Killers would have to be used up to kill Xiupruos, but he didn't expect that there was no loss at all.
"Stop talking, that God of Death is just a scumbag. He's too easy to deceive. He probably thought he was a fool and ate all of your food." As he said this, Cheng Ying took out the Xiupuruo.
Si's sword lit up.
"What a great thing! You actually kept this thing! I've been coveting this cutting board sword for a long time!"
Cheng Ying: "???"
"Do you have any question?"
"It's not that I have a problem, it's that I think you have a problem!" Cheng Ying was speechless and put away his sword. Damn the big sword on the cutting board. He would rather leave it to the Technology Development Bureau than use it as food.
Damn it!
"Tch! Stingy!" Rong Nianbing curled his lips: "Let's go! Time is limited, hurry up and follow me to my warehouse, except for my artifact, you can take whatever you want! The God Realm is inconvenient in this way, time flies by too much
quick."
After that, Rong Nianbing grabbed Cheng Ying and turned into a rainbow and flew away. The flying speed was close to ten times the speed of sound without triggering a sonic boom. I don't know what kind of black technology it was.
When they stopped, the two of them had arrived at the entrance of a natural cave.
"You can pick whatever you want inside. To be honest, I don't know what is useful to you." Rong Nianbing knew very well that Cheng Ying's value judgment of different items was different from that of normal practitioners.
A normal cultivator, if given the opportunity, would definitely pick the most precious ones, but Cheng Ying has no intention of doing so. Time is limited, and he can't empty the place. He might as well take a little of everything. The important thing is not the treasure.
itself, but to collect samples.
There is only one natural treasure, and Cheng Ying carefully collects samples with a scalpel. It is okay to take them all away, but it will not be of much use to him. On the contrary, it will make others feel distressed.
"It's almost done!" Cheng Ying didn't take many things in total, but basically sampled most of the treasures in the God Realm.
"No more? Don't you think about the failure of the experiment?" Rong Nianbing felt a little embarrassed when he saw Cheng Ying being so polite.
"If the experiment fails, then you can just go down to earth and bring it back. With so many projects being carried out at the same time, my scientific research personnel are not enough. A few failures are just to free up manpower for other things. Within a few years, the Technology Development Bureau will
There’s nothing else to do!”
Rong Nianbing nodded when he heard the words: "That's right, anyway, your concept is that anything that cannot be mass-produced is garbage!"
When the avatar of Rong Nian Bing returned, he brought several tons of ninth-grade purple zhizhi as souvenirs. Although there are better jelly grasses in the God Realm, they can't hold him back! There are so many that they can be used for cooking...
Even the God King may not be able to afford dishes like the nine-grade purple zhizhi stir-fried with octagonal black ice grass...
"I have to go back quickly, half a month has passed in reality!" Cheng Ying packed his things and stuffed them into the storage soul guide, and was about to say goodbye to Rong Nianbing.
"Wait a minute! Leave your PBOX! God Realm is so boring! I just finished Zelda!"