Chapter 539

The magic ocean under the ground seems boundless, but it's not much.

In particular, William cannot spread his perception here.

In addition, Odin had noticed the evil spirit of the holy order, and he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Now he can only hide in the corner and slowly collect the socialist wool.

yes.

take your time.

With one breath, Odin gradually entered the state of unity of heaven and man.

Saint level is born with evil spirits, but it is comparable to the existence of gods. According to reason, someone can certainly find something stolen in his house.

But Odin, a little thief, is not ordinary. He has been proficient in excavation and handling since he was a teenager. Now he has become a generation master among underground workers.

When he sank into the sea of magic, he could even enter an inexplicable state. The goods really didn't notice it for a moment.

But one thing is important.

The evil spirit of the holy order didn't notice him. He focused on the eight saints above his head.

Holy land.

An incredible realm.

If the legendary evil spirit has no wisdom, it can only rely on instinct.

Then the intelligence of the saint level evil spirit has been equal to that of Warcraft. The saint level evil spirit observes the eight saints all the time.

Peeping in the dark. VA!

Unfortunately, his secret observation has been detected by anti reconnaissance. Although his exact location is not known, most saints begin to approach the ground instead of turning into white light and turning around in the sky.

These guys have noticed that there may be a relic of gods. It may not exist on the ground. Maybe it's underground.

Time is slowly passing.

The saints began to look for something worth taking on the ground.

As for legendary professionals, they are much more relaxed. They have the same mentality as William. They don't have to think about artifact. It's the thing of the saint.

But the treasures, magic drugs and various mineral veins of the small world are good things. If they are beneficial to themselves, they will not let go at all. If they don't fill up the space ring, it will be blood loss!

The saint seems very generous.

The key is that they all have the confidence to become the masters of this small world.

According to their idea, the small world will be mine by then, and those cheap babies will be given away.

After all, nothing else.

This small world has the territory of three human kingdoms, which is equivalent to two-thirds of the land area of China. In addition, the magic value is enough. It is not a problem to live in more than one billion people, not to mention seven or eight billion people. This is the best way to preserve the ethnic blood.

At this time, Saint Rambo of the space law of the rose Empire and Brad of the fire saint of the holy Empire walked together and said with a smile: "as the Lord of the third era, it seems that only the human empire of the rune continent has a small world?"

Brad, the fire saint, was angry and scolded: "who says no, the world tree of the elves once produced a small world. Even now it is divided into more than a dozen different spaces, I estimate that the size of each different space is no worse than ours.

Although the elves are dying day by day, they say that they have a small population, few resources, few saints and cry for poverty everywhere.

But this is an era. It's ten thousand years! (change it)

Over the years, each elf Kingdom has only increased by millions of people. Isn't this bullshit with Lao Tzu?

In particular, have you found that the population of all elf kingdoms in the seven continents is about 10 million.

Tut Tut, where's the ghost?

There is also the angel world jointly built by the feather nationality. I have never been to it.

But the city of the sky only lives in more than 50 million angels. Is this their strength to challenge our Terrans?

Angels are their real cards.

Now the three strongest races in the gods mainland, only our Terrans put all their cards in the open.

What a fucking man

"Well, that's true. How about you help me grab the control of the small world from others and fight for the human race?" French Saint Rambo said after a little meditation.

"......" Brad puffed his mouth. I'm not stupid and bad tempered. Why don't you help my holy Empire rob the small world?

Fortunately, they just talked, and someone took it seriously.

But while they were talking and laughing.

Almost at the same time.

The eight saints went underground almost at the same time and fiercely shot at the evil spirit.

They just seem to be looking for something, but they are actually determining the exact location of that guy!

This moment.

The earth trembled.

This small world with stable time and space was attacked by such exaggeration for the first time. Other legendary professionals stopped one after another, all got up and flew to the sky, and did not dare to stay on the surface.

Because the battle of the Holy One is too strong. If one is not careful, it may tear the small world apart.

And legendary professionals can think of.

Other saints are also worried that their offensive is too fierce.

When these people killed the evil spirits of the holy order, they used the most powerful moves to pull him into the holy land space.

Odin was awakened at the same moment.

He saw a whirlpool in the magic ocean, and the breath of several saints appeared and disappeared immediately.

"This is a joint effort to take away the evil spirit of the holy land?" Odin's eyes lit up. This is a good opportunity. He opened his fire and began to devour the magic sea crazily. All the space rings in his hands also included the liquid magic.

In a short time.

Where he exists, it really forms a vortex.

Every minute, every second, countless magic kept pouring into his body.

Odin's eyes are red now. He knows that he has only a short time, because the evil spirit of the holy order can't bear the cooperation of many saints. He wants to win the most benefits for himself in this short time.

Ten seconds.

30%

Twenty seconds.

33%。

Thirty seconds

35%。

Time goes by.

Odin swallowed the magic and scanned other places as much as possible.

Three minutes!

Sure enough.

A temple with a height of kilometers and a width of tens of thousands of meters is hidden in this magical ocean.

And the evil spirit of the holy order should be the guard of this temple.

This is definitely a relic of the LORD God, or an extremely well preserved relic.

You know.

Not all the main gods will leave temples and relics, and not all the main gods have their own small world.

But the LORD God who can control the evil spirit of the throne is absolutely no small matter.

When Odin saw the temple, he turned into a streamer and rushed near the temple.

Hesitation will be in vain. He understood this truth when he was three years old in kindergarten.

Just when he wanted to open the door, he quickly changed his direction and came to a more remote corner of the temple.

Shua Shua.

Several dog gouges in a row.

A big hole has been cut in the indestructible wall.

The next moment.

He poured into the temple with the magic sea. It has to be said that he had dug a lot of temples and built a lot of temples, so he knew the structure of the temple very well and came to the temple hall easily.

The magic sea did not cause any fluctuations.

Instead, Odin can absorb magic here.

meanwhile.

Odin also saw this different palace.

It is similar to the imperial palace where thousands of people worship.

At the top of the thousand steps, there is a huge golden throne.

On the throne sat the body of a vivid man!

He wore very simple clothes. The skin on the surface of his body was like a cracked white jade. The divine brilliance had long disappeared, and his eyes were tightly closed, giving a feeling that he had not died for many days.

But even so, this corpse gives people endless dignity and makes people dare not look directly at it!

Or.

It was not long before he died that the small world suddenly appeared.

But soon!

The breath of the eight saints reappeared.

Odin did not hesitate, risking the danger that the man might resurrect, grabbed him with his golden throne and disappeared directly in place!

The hearts of the eight saints were shocked at the same time. They felt as if some treasure had been taken away.

But the good thing is

The control of the small world has not been taken away, and the temple looks intact. That's enough.

Especially for many saints, the small world is the most strategic thing.

As for the body of the LORD God?

Oh, sorry.

Never seen it, never thought of it.

After all, not everyone is a tomb robber. Without such skilled operation, we can find a shortcut!

And Odin is not going anywhere else.

It's dawn city. He was called away.

Now next to William in the magic tower.

Hum.

A layer upon layer of magic border shrouded in the magic tower. The whole magic tower glowed with colorful light, which brought exaggerated pressure to countless players and civilians. Many people were surprised at what the goddess boss was doing.

Mexis looked at the body with unbelievable eyes. Three seconds later, she couldn't help scanning her eyes. William said, "this is the baby you said to bring back?"

"The corpse of the LORD God is not a treasure?" William stared. He dared not go directly to the corpse of the LORD God, because the strange and oppressive breath was too heavy. Odin could bring it back because of his rank and the characteristics of natural gods.

Mexis took a deep breath. She took out William hiding behind her and scolded with lingering fear: "you're not bold and fat. Why are you hiding behind me and grabbing my clothes?"

"..." William sniffed.

Mexes said with lingering fear, "he's really dead, or we'll both be cold!"

The prince smiled: "I know, especially Odin is my part. His action is the biggest temptation. Even if he dies at that time, he will die a part, but if he can bring it back, he will earn blood.

In other words, is he really dead? "

"I can still feel that at the moment when he just died, the smell affected my brain and made me think that my old 'friend' was looking for trouble." when Mexes spoke, especially when he said the word 'friend', he gnashed his teeth.

William recognized what she said and asked, "enemy?"

"Hum, it has a lot to do with him that I fell. Do you know who he is?"

William shook his head: "I don't know!"

Messis raised his eyebrows and raised an arc at the corner of his mouth: "the soul is the LORD God, and his divine personality has not been completely crushed!"

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