"Your attack is too weak to hurt me."
Between heaven and earth, Chen Xiaoming leaned against the real fire of the sun, flashing silver light all over him, stood calmly, and looked at the thousands of feet of snow not far away.
No hurry, an angel God can't help himself at all.
Even with the power of blood, he was enough to deal with it, but the haze flashed in his eyes, and Chen Xiaoming looked up at the sky.
The silver light in his eyes flickered, and Chen Xiaoming seemed to see an unpleasant virtual shadow from the blue sky.
The will of heaven? When I finish beating Tang San and them, I'll have a good calculation with you.
"Now you really don't interest me."
He shook his head gently. Chen Xiaoming didn't do it again and didn't choose to become a God now.
As a qualified hanging wall, we should have our own force.
As the saying goes, timing, geography and harmony of people mean that for Chen Xiaoming, it is to determine a time, find a place full of people, and finally choose two or three suitable opponents.
In full view of the public, he became a God in one fell swoop and shook the mainland.
Chen Xiaoming has just thought out the script.
"Half a month later, Tiandou Empire, Tianjian mountain, I'll wait for you to fight with bibidong."
The figure flashed, the foot was a little light, Chen Xiaoming's figure went away, and the thousand feet behind him were stunned. Then he reacted. There was a trace of warm anger on the peerless face, the silver teeth clenched, the six wings behind him shook, turned into a fire meteor and rushed over.
"Don't want to go."
The cry behind him came. Chen Xiaoming kept walking, his silver light flashed, and the space behind him solidified instantly, forming a layer of space mirror.
"Bang."
The figure of Qianren snow bumped into the space mirror and made a loud noise, but it didn't break open. On the contrary, his body stepped back a few steps. There was a startling color in his eyes. His eyes looked at Chen Xiaoming and always felt that there was something wrong.
"Don't waste your energy. You want to avenge me. Come to Tianjian mountain half a month later."
In a few flashes, Chen Xiaoming's figure has disappeared, leaving his words echoing in the air.
Qianren snow didn't catch up. At the moment, she looked at the back of Chen Xiaoming and frowned and thought.
She really doesn't believe that anyone in the world can compete with God or even suppress God by relying on the power of mortals.
But the existence of Chen Xiaoming makes her have to accept this reality.
This is also a matter of no way. Who makes her not know that Chen Xiaoming is forced to hang and has a blood origin far beyond the Douluo plane? She won't know. When dealing with the real fire of the sun before, Chen Xiaoming slipped his hand and clicked on the blood.
The original primary blood source instantly rose to the intermediate level, and a group of blood source far more majestic than before was integrated into his body.
Otherwise, how could Chen Xiaoming let her go for no reason.
While Qian Renxue was thinking, Chen Xiaoming, who had left on the other side, was not idle.
Now he is going to another place to leave a message for the little friend who is about to become God.
Then, he can quietly feel the origin of blood in Tianjian mountain and wait for the arrival of those people.
Three days later, Tianjian mountain
Tianjian mountain is located in the south of Tiandou empire. It is the highest mountain of the whole Tiandou empire. It is famous because the whole mountain is like a sharp sword without scabbard.
At the moment, on the top of the mountain, a figure came floating, looked at the scenery under him, and nodded with satisfaction.
"What I want is this feeling of overlooking the world."
It was Chen Xiaoming who came here once when he visited mountains and rivers. His memory is still fresh, so he chose the place here.
"Everything is ready. Now wait for them to come."
Sitting cross legged, Chen Xiaoming closed his eyes and concentrated, and did not think about other things. Now that everything has been completed, he will wait for the east wind. He also wants to seize the time to understand the origin of intermediate blood.
The primary blood source is fully understood. Now Chen Xiaoming understands the intermediate blood source, but it is a little faster than before, but the integration is a little more difficult.
In a short time, Chen Xiaoming sat in the air, and silver light broke out from his body from time to time. The surrounding space was distorted, and Chen Xiaoming's figure was looming, falling into a strange environment.
In my mind, a group of original light that is many times larger than before floats, and Chen Xiaoming's soul sits quietly under it, feeling.
In the original light group, the light of rice grains falls and integrates into Chen Xiaoming's body.
......
Time turns, half a month later
"Third brother, what did you say Mr. Chen asked you to come here for?"
Not far from Tianjian mountain, Oscar, Dai mubai, Ning Fengzhi and others came towards Tianjian mountain. Fat Ma Hongjun asked Tang San, who had become the God of the sea beside him.
Half a month ago, Chen Xiaoming appeared on the battlefield of Tiandou empire. He left a message to Tang San and agreed to see him in Tianjian mountain today.
Originally, Tang San was going to come alone, but Xiaowu, Dai mubai and others were worried and had to come. At the right time, there was a rare truce in the Wulin hall. Therefore, the party just came together.
At the moment, Tang San, who has inherited the throne of sea god, looked at the top of Tianjian mountain in the distance. From there, he felt a faint fluctuation, a familiar fluctuation.
"Huh? Where is it?"
Tang Sanshen was stunned. In his perception, there were other people. No, it should be said that other soul beasts were present and occupied the top of the mountain beside Tianjian mountain.
Tianjian mountain is not a gathering place for ghosts and beasts. There are ghosts and beasts now. Tang San has a little doubt in his eyes.
"Boom."
Just as Tang San frowned, in the sky on the other side, two terrible smells came rapidly. One of them was like a flame, and the other was shrouded in evil, which was annoying.
"They're here, too?"
Tang Sanmei took the lead. Tang Sanmei was no stranger to the latter two.
The God of angels and the God of Luocha, the two great gods of Wuhun temple, qianrenxue and bidong.
When Tang Sancheng returned, he had already confronted them.
But because of Chen Xiaoming's agreement, several people didn't really fight. After a test, bidong and qianrenxue stopped.
It's just a sea god Tang San. For bibidong and qianrenxue, they can put it back. Without solving Chen Xiaoming, their great cause of wusoul hall can't be completed at all.
The latter's threat is far above Tang San. If they weren't afraid to attack Tang San, they would disturb Chen Xiaoming. How could they let Wu soul hall endure so far.
"You go there first, and I'll go myself."
After Dai mubai and others said a few words, Tang San looked at Xiaowu and saw that Xiaowu was a little worried at the moment.
"Brother, I'll wait for you to come back!"
Tang San smiled gently and fondled Xiaowu's hair. Then his figure flashed and rushed directly to the sky towards the top of Tianjian mountain.
"Let's go."
Dai mubai and others looked at it and knew what was going on. They couldn't get in and went to the top of the mountain.
At the moment, on the top of Tianjian mountain, Chen Xiaoming, who has been practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the three figures rushing up from below, and showed a smile.
"It's finally here!"