He remembered clearly that the first place he went to after leaving the ghost gate was the land of the ancestor gods.
Now that he has obtained the origin of the evil god, his purpose has been achieved, and there is no big use in staying here any longer. The next step is to find Hannett's previous thunder god and filter the will of the evil god king. Otherwise, there is no way to use the origin in hand.
As the King of the Century, once Garen is promoted to the fifth type, his combat power can instantly reach the peak level among the five types. That is, the same level as the Evil God King of Feros. His use and practice of secret martial arts have already
It has reached a mellow and transparent point, and it is completely different from practicing secret martial arts from scratch like the other five types. This is his advantage.
But the key is that Kuzuryuu has insufficient potential. At the realm level, he can only reach the lower level of type five, which is the first stage of type five. There is no possibility of advancement. This is the upper limit determined by Kuzuryuu's genes, and there is no way to change it.
No matter how strong the combat power is, it can be compared to the peak of type five, but it is only far beyond the effects of other people's secret martial arts realm.
After the Ghost Gate was broken through, the Speaker of the Council of Elders, who was the peak of the veteran Five Types, also died in his hands. Moreover, he still won without any injuries. In the original history, no one could stop the Black Sky Society. Until the later stages of the war, the three heroes
They gradually rose up and used the power of an ancient magic circle to bring everyone's strength together, and then seriously injured the ghost gate. Then Baker's stone eye sneak attack killed the most powerful totem master in history.
But this battle also caused the entire totem world to lose all its high-end combat power. A large number of inheritances were lost from generation to generation. The totem civilization suddenly fell to its lowest point. On the contrary, the technological civilization showed signs of rising, and gradually grew stronger in the confrontation with monsters.
"In any case, you must first enter the fifth type to be qualified to occupy your position in the chess game of Dongzhou. Otherwise, once the ghost gate is born," Garen understood in his heart.
Bang!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound in the distance, as if something exploded.
Nowadays, the population of Dongzhou has dropped sharply, and the monsters are gradually gathering together under the control of the master of the lair. The environment is much more peaceful than before. But those who dare to walk in the wild can only be powerful totem masters.
Or a chaotic monster that doesn't obey orders.
Garen quietly put away his defense against the poisonous fog and began to move his position again.
Soon he found a ditch again, sat down close to the mountain wall, and once again entered the state of operating the true black water skill.
Unexpectedly, this time another muffled sound came from the distance, and among the messy footsteps, it was obvious that someone was approaching quickly.
Garen frowned. Once it could be said to be a coincidence, but twice in a row, the other party came towards him with great precision, so it was obviously not a coincidence.
Now that he is fully using the Black Water True Skill, coupled with the Giant Grip and the increase in fighting skills, it can only be equivalent to the mid-level of type five, and it is only barely reached. Once he encounters the true mid-level of type five, he will definitely run
Lu's two indirect battles with the Evil God King made him clearly understand that although his full-strength attack was equivalent to the mid-level of type five, now was the critical period for the fusion of dragon heads, and he could not be affected by turbulence, whether it was emotional or physical injuries.
Last time, he was almost hit by the Evil God King Yaokong, and all his previous efforts were wasted. Therefore, his actual performance was even lower than the middle level.
"I left the secret of the evil god's origin to His Majesty Feros and Sigula. Now they should be busy causing trouble for the Evil God Cult. How come they still have the energy to search for me everywhere?" Garen was confused.
Without any hesitation, he changed places again.
This time it's a little further.
But soon, within ten minutes, the muffled sound was approaching again. This time, Garen knew that the other party obviously had some way to track him. He simply stayed put and waited for the other party to get closer, and conducted reconnaissance.
Take a look and see who they are.
As dense footsteps approached quickly.
In the distance of the bamboo sea, more than a dozen masked men and women in red tights were carrying a small ornately decorated single seat.
Sitting on the red seat was a black-haired man wearing a red dress.
Garen was slightly stunned, and looked carefully again. Yes, it was indeed a man wearing a red dress.
The other person was wearing pink lipstick, eye shadow on his eyes, holding a white feather fan, and his eyes were blinking.
It would be fine if this person was a beautiful woman with a male and female appearance, but he still has a faint trace of stubble on his chin, and his face is a standard Chinese character. He is obviously a majestic and sturdy man with a strong body, but he still pretends to be
A charming gesture of ogling.
Garen only felt a little acid reflux in his stomach. He suddenly thought of one of the Eighteen Evil Gods of the Evil God Cult. His description was very consistent with his current appearance.
"He should be the God of Flowers." Garen looked over from a distance, and the other party had obviously seen him, fanning himself from a distance and ogling him.
Galen's expression remained unchanged, he suppressed the discomfort in his heart and waited patiently for the other party's arrival.
Except for the Flower God, there are no other noteworthy masters in this team. The Flower God himself is only ranked as an inferior evil god, that is, at the fourth level, ranking at the bottom. If you come here alone, there may be some variables.
It didn't take long for Flower God and his party to arrive in front of Garen who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The single seat was slowly put down. Flora twisted her waist and stood up from the seat, standing on the green grass. Her eyes looked at the Galleons who ignored him with interest.
"Others say that the nine-headed demon dragon Garen is so cruel and terrifying. He will show no mercy to anyone who is an enemy. He can kill even the most beautiful women. Now it seems that they don't understand love."
Garen's eyelids twitched. His intuition told him that if he allowed this person to continue talking, the situation would twist in some strange direction.
"You, Goddess of Flowers, are here to see me. What's the matter with you?" He said directly.
"What's the matter?" The Goddess of Flowers covered his mouth with a white fan and smiled sweetly. "As one of the evil gods, it took me so long to find you. What else can I do?"
"Do you think you have the strength to defeat me?" Garen laughed disdainfully.
"You didn't kill me right away. Could it be that you were fascinated by my beauty?" Flora took out a small mirror and looked at her face with a narcissistic look on her face.
"I'm so handsome and I'm embarrassed to say this!" Garen couldn't help but said angrily. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt something was wrong.
Normally, he wouldn't be able to say that.
Thinking back to the previous impulsive killing, Garen had some guesses.
The influence of the nine-headed dragon's nature finally began to affect his subconscious. He did not forget that this overlord-level creature itself was extremely narcissistic. Because this influence was not obvious, he did not pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly,
This influence is actually subtle.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Garen knew something was wrong. He opened his eyes and looked.
Sure enough, the flower god's 'little mouth' opened slightly, looking at him with a surprised and confidant expression.
"I thought that no one else in the world could achieve this level of appreciation and fascination for myself except me. I didn't expect that I would meet you now!" He seemed a little excited, his cheeks were red, and his eyes were full of love.
Staring at himself.
"No wonder we hit it off right away. Now it seems that only beauties like us are the most perfect couple in the world!"
The hairs on Garen's body stood on end as he suppressed the nausea in his heart.
"I don't think we are suitable. Don't blame me for being rude if you don't leave." He had no interest in taking action against such an opponent. Even getting closer would be a bit disgusting.
After saying that, he immediately stamped his feet, floated back lightly, and flew out wrapped in the corrosive poisonous mist.
The Flower Goddess stood there without moving, but looked excited.
"You can't run away. We are the only ones in the world who are the most suitable."
Before he finished speaking, the lingering sound of the word "合" was still echoing in the bamboo forest. The red dress on the Flower Goddess suddenly flew up and turned into a dancing red cloud.
Hiss
The red cloud fell and actually moved to the front of Galen instantly, turning into a red umbrella.
As the red umbrella turned, white flowers rained down from the sky.
A charming and enchanting white jade face was revealed under the umbrella. It turned out to be an indescribably perfect female face!!
The same red dress, the same posture, the same eyes, and the same totem light!!
It was the Flower Goddess just now!
"Sacred Flower. Capture the King!!" The Flower God suddenly pointed his finger, and stabbed straight towards Garon with his slender white jade-like fingers.
The surrounding space seemed to be spinning, the bamboo forest gradually disappeared, and the surrounding area turned into countless arcs of green light, blurry, and nothing could be seen clearly.
"You dare to attack even the little Type 4!" Garen's face turned cold, and he faced the Flower Goddess with one hand.
clang!!
The two people's fingers intertwined, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing together. The totem lights intertwined and collided, sputtering out a large number of tiny light spots. The red dots and black dots surrounded the two people like elves' raindrops, bringing the flowers brought by the Flower God.
All the servants with dull faces were forced to retreat.
Easily suppressing the opponent's thorny finger, Garen grabbed it with his right hand and was about to tear the flower god's head apart with one claw.
Suddenly I saw a trace of pity on the extremely perfect face of the Goddess of Flowers, and my heart involuntarily froze slightly, actually feeling a trace of regret and love.
The attack in his hand slowed for a moment, and the Flower God took the opportunity to jump away upside down. As the red umbrella rotated, his figure was enchanting, and bursts of fragrance filled the surroundings. Combined with the vitality of the surrounding green bamboo forest, it gave people an extremely beautiful illusion.
"As expected, Lord Garen is indeed a tough-talking person with a gentle heart." The flower god smiled sweetly.
"You are thinking too much!" Garen's face was slightly cold. He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and stretched out his right palm. Countless black water vapor suddenly gathered in his palm, quickly forming a ball of black water.
The water ball rolled and turned in the palm of my hand, with the shadow of a black dragon swimming faintly inside.
With a crash, the water ball suddenly dispersed and turned into a whirlpool of water vapor. Garen's right hand suddenly plunged into the center of the whirlpool.
tear!!
Behind the Flower God, a black vortex emerged out of thin air, and a big white hand suddenly appeared from the center. The fingers were as sharp as knives, and the nails were as red as a dragon's mouth. It bit the back of the Flower God's head fiercely.
ah!
The Goddess of Flowers let out a sweet cry, and fell softly to the ground. As if by coincidence, a large piece of the red dress was torn apart by her claws, revealing her fragrant shoulders as white as jade.
Garen's heart skipped a beat, and a feeling of dryness suddenly came over him. Even closing his eyes quickly had no effect. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)