Medland.

Donglu.

The ancient and mysterious Donglu is civilized and prosperous, with a civilizational inheritance that is very different from Medland.

The Dragon Land, the Elephant Land, and the Peacock Land, three huge continents together form the Eastern Land, and are divided into each other by a strait that is only three hundred miles widest.

Peacock Continent, a continent that is respected by women and exists in the form of tribal alliances, has many witchcraft secret techniques, many prolific miracle doctors and spiritual medicines.

The land of the Elephant, the country, the king of the earth, the slavery, stubbornly reject all cultural and technological changes, and the rich who are rich in soil and ruin.

The Dragon Land, the most powerful and progressive land block in the East Land, has built a unified dynasty "Liangxu" and carried out a feudal system to divide the countries. Many years ago, the Nine Kings Rebellion that swept Liangxu has been completely pacified in the past two years, and the unified Liangxu Dynasty is in an unprecedented and most prosperous peak state in history.

Liangxu Imperial Capital, the winter palace where the current emperor reads, summons and handles government affairs.

Wearing a furnished, white-backed ink-wash dragon robe and purple-gold crown, Qiao Xuan stood in front of a huge desk, holding a huge brush in his hand, writing on a large piece of paper that was as white as snow.

‘The good wind leverages my power and helps it to the nine heavens’!

Qiao Xuan's words are majestic and powerful, and each stroke is like a knife and axe chopping, exuding a sense of domineering charm.

He was seven feet tall and had a curly beard, his hair was as color as ink, his skin as white as snow, and his eyes opened and closed, divine light spewed out several feet away. Five-colored clouds not only rose from the top of his head, but also saw thousands of miles of mountains and steep mountains in the smoke.

Several important officials from Liangxu stood aside respectfully, staring at Qiao Xuan's pen nib.

Qiao Xuan wrote it in one go, and ten large words with ink traces were left on the paper. He took a large pen and took a few steps back, looked at his words, and nodded slowly: "You guys think that these words are worth watching?"

Before several important officials could speak, Qiao Xuan said coldly again: "You know my temper. You are not allowed to flatter, you are only allowed to make mistakes... Say it quickly, can these words be watched?"

A few important officials' foreheads were covered with cold sweat.

Qiao Xuan glared at his big eyes and was about to scold him a few times, but his ears suddenly moved, put down the big pen in his hand, and waved his hand gently.

As if he was granted a general amnesty, several important officials hurriedly bowed their bodies and then took a few steps back and walked out of the Winter Palace respectfully.

Qiao Xuan turned around, behind a huge white jade screen behind him, a man wearing a gray cloak and a subtle breath walked out slowly.

"The life trajectory has changed abnormally. In Medland, an ancient existence was called back... and even more, a new god appeared."

Qiao Xuan frowned and looked at the man deeply: "Well, they should have the strength to deal with these."

The man shook his head gently: "No, things are getting worse. The 'guardian' is awakening from his sleep, but this time they have been sleeping a little too long, so it will take them a little more time to completely recover."

"You need to go to Medland in person to see what's going on."

The man whispered: "It is a place where God is feeding after all, and it has a great relationship and no mistakes are allowed."

Qiao Xuan snorted coldly, and he looked at the man with a little unhappy: "Have you instructed me? You need to remember that I am the Lord of Liangxu, the master of this Dragon Land, and even the entire Donglu regards me as the respect."

The man smiled and said softly: "But you are also a member of Al... You have used the power of the organization to calm the Nine Kings Rebellion in such a short time, right?"

Qiao Xuan looked at the man deeply, waved his robe sleeves with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Come here, prepare for the navy, all members of the Dragon Nine Son Fleet set off, heading...Medland!"

Outside the gate of the Winter Palace, a respectful response came.

The man shook his head gently: "From here to Medland, take the waterway, and it's too late to wait for you to arrive... According to the will of the 'gatekeeper', the door to Medland has been opened. Please bring enough strength and be ready to respond at any time."

“No matter what happens in Medland, you just need to be responsible and don’t let the situation get worse, that’s enough.”

A hazy light smoke rose up.

The man turned into a white-headed cuckoo in the blue smoke and flew out of the Winter Palace lightly.

Qiao Xuan murmured with a gloomy face, with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself in a low voice: "Hmph, thirty-second level chanting climber...what is the name...humph, huh, this kind of secret association organization is punishable..."

"However, with their power over the years... it is indeed unfathomable."

"I'm only one level away from the janitor."

"If so, I can completely control this Al... Well, Medland, Medland, I think back then..."

A gentle look flashed through Qiao Xuan's deep eyes: "I don't know what happened to them, mother and daughter... Tsk, the place where the gods are feeding, and that dangerous place should also be picked up... The Duchy Lakes can do something."

It has been several years since I joined the Al organization.

It has been more than ten years since I became the absolute top management of Al.

Medland is a place of feeding gods, and this is the top secret he has only known in recent years.

Feeding the land of God.

This name doesn't sound like a good way.

Qiao Xuan didn't have the courage to stretch his claws against Medland and took the initiative to do something. At least, he didn't have the courage to do it before he found out more of the trump cards of the Al organization.

However, it is completely reasonable to borrow the Principality of Qianhu and insert a secret trick in Medland.

Medland, Port Tulum.

Des turned into a smear and fled to the west at full speed.

Doron and Him were still entangled in the air, and their divine bodies were tightly entangled together, beating each other wildly, and each blow made a loud noise of heaven and earth breaking.

The Hydra and the Golden Oak trees transformed by their divine power also bombarded each other wildly. The large cracks with a diameter of hundreds of miles high in the sky directly penetrated the Dirac Sea. The endless four basic elements poured down and turned into dark divine power and sun divine power.

The two divine powers are extremely opposed in their attributes and are born with mutual restraint.

The darkness and golden light eroded wildly, and the extremely opposed energy annihilated each other, and then converted into free basic elemental energy again. Under the urging of the two gods, the huge elemental tide turned into a circle of qi explosions visible to the naked eye, surging wildly in all directions.

The density of elemental energy is rapidly increasing in the void hundreds of miles around Tulun Port.

Hundred times, thousand times, ten thousand times...

The soldiers of the Multinational Alliance fell to the ground one by one, and they all experienced symptoms similar to "intoxicated oxygen"... Under the erosion of elemental energy with the crazy increase in concentration, they fainted and fell to the ground, their bodies uncontrollably integrated into high-concentration elemental energy, and their bodies began to transform into an extraordinary state.

The sea of ​​power, energy, and spiritual sea of ​​countless soldiers are opened up one by one...

Elemental energy poured into the three seas they opened, rapidly expanding the three seas, and enhancing their most basic extraordinary power.

But...their weak bodies could not withstand the impact of such huge elemental energy. Many soldiers' chests, lower abdomen, eyebrows, and flesh began to tear apart, and their bodies began to collapse uncontrollably.

Margaret III's eyes turned, and a scheming and concise light flashed in her eyes.

She looked at the people present who were unstable by the elemental tide and suddenly laughed loudly... Behind her, there was also black mist, and a huge Hydra with nine huge dragon heads rushed out roaring.

A huge spiritual fluctuation swept through thousands of miles.

Margaret III's face suddenly turned pale, and a large area of ​​cold sweat continued to flow out from her forehead.

The basic part of the Hydera breathing technique, which was secretly passed down by Margaret III, was used by secret techniques, and with its extremely powerful soul power, it forced the inspiration of all the fainting coalition soldiers present.

Under the erosion of the crazy elemental tide, the coalition soldiers who were infused with basic breathing methods directly began to instinctively practice the basic Hydra breathing methods.

Their aura became quiet and deep... Inside their bodies, dark fluctuations began to ripple faintly.

"Shameless!" Ambassadors from several countries and the nobles of the commander-in-chief roared in unison.

"Oh, I'm a kind of mercy... I can't watch these young men sacrifice so innocently, right?" Margaret III shrugged and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Or, go and persuade the noble crown prince to stop this...meaning of the...meaning of killing each other?"

No one said anything.

Even the charlatans in the church took their eyes away.

Suddenly, the ambassador of the United Kingdom of Nice, and several generals who were in charge of the army, screamed: "No, no, no, he went to the west... the Lord of Death, he went to the west... who can stop him? Who?"

The people present were silent.

Des, the Lord of billions of coffins and graves, the legendary Lord of Des.

Well, if you want to fight against God, only the gods can do it.

But now the two gods who have just been promoted to success are fighting lively. How could they be able to stop Des?

As for the others...

Margaret III spread her hands helplessly: "I am still a little short of a safe promotion. I have not been able to eliminate the hidden dangers in my soul... Unless you want an extra crazy god to be your opponent... Otherwise... Which of you has the confidence to try it?"

The clergy of the church, including those peak demigods from the City of Divine Cry, all shut up.

Seeing such a huge change happening to his colleague, which clergy dares to try to be promoted?

And the other people with the strength of a demigod and extremely powerful being... They looked at each other hesitantly, then shook their heads.

They don't have the confidence to do it.

If they had confidence, when Des returned to Medland just now, they followed Doron on the road to promotion.

No one came forward to stop Des.

Des easily rushed to the edge of the mountainous area to the west.

He smiled strangely, waved his right hand gently downwards, and a large area of ​​gray air filled the defense line below. In the lower line, hundreds of thousands of mercenary legions gathered by the United Kingdom of Nice fell to the ground and turned into bone skeletons.

A large piece of blood rose into the sky and continued to merge into Des's body.
Chapter completed!