Chapter 767： : Spike the god?, soul fruit, the only choice

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In the palace, there are horrible energy fluctuations.

The entire Shennian tribe felt a cold chill swept out of the palace, and everyone was trembling.

They understood that it was the wrath of God.

"Which **** it is that actually angered God."

"Damn, damn!"

"Hope God can not anger us."

"God, please forgive us."

Someone knelt on the ground, begging the gods for mercy.

After a while, the divine power fluctuations that swept from the palace disappeared, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then their faces were overjoyed.

"Thank God for your kindness."

"The grace of God is vast."

Everyone is singing the praises of God's forgiveness.

At this moment, in the palace.

The **** chanted by everyone was watching the Madman Chu in front of him and couldn't help trembling, showing an unprecedented panic.

He felt that his divine power was suddenly suppressed by an extremely powerful force, and he could not reveal it at all.

And that power is all around him.

"small world!!"

"Tianzun's little world!"

This lower **** looked at Madman Chu in shock.

He didn't expect that he could actually meet a Heavenly Venerable here who could contend with the deity, which was too unlucky.

Isn’t Tianzun very rare?

How could I run into it by such a coincidence.

This lower **** was a little bit eager to cry without tears.

But then, he was puzzled.

Tianzun’s small world is formed by the fusion of imperial qi and Dao pattern, but why does the small world of this person not have imperial qi?

what on earth is it?

It's just that he can't think so much anymore.

Because Madman Chu had already stretched out his finger towards him, but with a single click, a chill burst out and fell on his chest.

The subordinate gods of the main **** of ice and snow are the best at coldness.

But now, it was frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold.

Madman Chu walked in front of the ice sculpture, his fingertips were flowing with thought, and he clicked on the ice sculpture, and with a bang, the ice sculpture turned into ice scum.

In the ice scum, there is a prismatic crystal.

That is the godhead of the lower god.

Madman Chu picked it up and gave it to Tsing Yi next to it.

Tsing Yi took the Godhead in a daze.

He hasn't gotten over now.

Not only him, but everyone in this palace hasn't slowed down, a **** was killed in front of them!

And it was crushed and killed by an understatement!

"Okay, isn't it just killing a god? What's all the fuss about, let's go." Madman Chu patted Qing Yi on the shoulder.

Tsing Yi froze for a moment, and then hurriedly followed.

Behind him, Cangfu and others dare not move at all.

After the madman Chu walked out of the palace, he came to a place in the Shennian tribe where he collected the practice of mind power, and took away all the most brilliant practices of mind power here. He planned to focus on mind power during this time.

These mental power practices are of great reference value for him.

Then he came to a wood.

There is a fruit tree in this forest.

These dozens of gray fruits grow on the fruit trees.

This is the second thing Madman Chu wants... soul fruit!

Soul fruit, one of the ten spiritual fruit of the sky star.

As the name suggests, this fruit has the effect of enhancing the power of the soul. For the current Mad Man of Chu, it is not small.

There are hundreds of guards around the soul fruit tree, and these people are all elites of the mind tribe. Among them, there are more than a dozen mind power practitioners comparable to saints, and two are comparable to emperors.

Shennian tribe values ​​soul fruit very much. After all, improving the power of the soul is equivalent to improving the power of mind for them, and a soul fruit is enough to create a master of mind power.

In addition, this soul fruit is also an important offering for their gods. It matures once every 10,000 years, and there are only ninety-nine soul fruit every time it matures, of which ninety are used as offerings.

"Cang? What are you doing here."

"This is not where you should be, get out!"

Several guards shouted at Chu Madman.

But Madman Chu didn't pay attention to them at all. When he raised his hand, hundreds of guards were blown out by an invisible force.

Madman Chu came to the soul fruit tree like strolling in the garden.

With a thought, he picked all the fruits one by one.

"Hey, Tsing Yi, don't you have the Qiankun Ring?" Madman Chu glanced at Tsing Yi and found that the other party was holding the lower **** and the pile of scripts in his hands, both hands were so busy that he could only stick the sword in his waist.

Tsing Yi was a little puzzled, "Qian Kun Jie, what is that?"

Madman Chu recalled.

In Cang's memory, there was no such thing as Qiankun Jie.

This era has not yet invented the Qiankun ring.

Not only the Qiankun Ring, but also alchemy, formations, and runes, these auxiliary methods of practice are still in the enlightenment stage.

Madman Chu was thoughtful, since there was no Qiankun Ring, he found a sack and stuffed these soul fruits into his brain.

Next to him, Tsing Yi couldn't help being dumbfounded. Each of these soul fruits was precious to the Shennian tribe. Madman Chu would be better, and a bunch of them would be stuffed into a sack.

After taking the practice method and the soul fruit, Madman Chu left the Shennian tribe with Qingyi. Along the way, some fanatics learned that he had killed the **** and sought revenge from him regardless of the difference in strength.

"You blasphemer, you must not die."

"Quickly put the soul fruit down for me."

"Asshole, what a sacred thing the soul fruit is, it was actually stuffed directly into a sack, violent and violent, you kill a thousand swords."

In the face of the abuse and accusation from the tribe, the Madman Chu treated it as a deaf ear from beginning to end, without any movement.

Some people who wanted to seek revenge from him were unable to even get close to him, so they were crushed by his mind power into a ball of dust~www.novelhall.com~Tsing Yi, do you regret it? "

Madman Chu looked at Tsing Yi Dao, who looked a little unnatural next to him.

The other party grew up here, and now, betraying the Shennian tribe with him, he thinks there will be some psychological burden in the other party's heart.

Tsing Yi shook his head and said, "I am alone here. Following Young Master is my only choice. I don't regret it."

At a very young age, Tsing Yi’s parents were killed because they smashed the deity, so Tsing Yi didn’t have a good impression of the deity.

My heart is even more resistant to this tribe that worships the gods.

He wanted to leave long ago.

"Just, are you really the young master?"

Tsing Yi looked at Chu Madman in doubt.

No matter how slow he was, he felt the changes in Madman Chu's body. In just a few months, from an old young master who was oppressed to easily kill the gods in seconds, this change was incredible.

"Oh, as long as you are willing, I will always be your young master."

Madman Chu gave a chuckle, looked at Tsing Yi and chuckles.

Tsing Yi looked at Madman Chu, from the other's eyes, he saw the sincerity, and did not feel any hostility.

In the end, he could only put his doubts behind.

No matter how great the change is, the young master is still his young master, and his only choice now is to follow the man in front of him.

Soon, the two left the Shennian tribe.

The news of the death of a deity quickly reached the mountain.

The main **** of ice and snow in the sacred mountain got the news, showing interest, "A human race that has been imprinted by me with a cold pattern, and the ant-like human race can suddenly kill the gods. It's interesting and really interesting."

Soon, news came from the sacred mountain.

Cang is on the blacklist of the gods.

After all, in this era, few people dare to kill God.