The Age of Gods: Starting from the Super S-Class God Domain

"My lord, I've been having a whim recently."

"I found out that the source of all this points to the God Lord."

"I don't know if Lord God is going out again recently?"

Concubine Hong asked solemnly.

"good."

"I just got a piece of Jormungandr's snake skin. There may be a fallen Jormungandr there."

"I'm going to send someone to check it out."

"Afterwards, we will set off to find the ancient ruins you just mentioned."

When Nangong Hou heard this, his expression became serious.

Although he is powerful, he will not be arrogant.

The true gods he encountered were nothing but the bottom ones.

If it is true gods who have developed for tens of thousands of years, their heritage is immeasurable.

He may not be able to win.

Moreover, Concubine Hong's degree of control over her clergy is not low, and it is definitely not easy to make her come up on a whim.

"The snake skin of Jormungandr?"

"Master God, can you let me do a divination."

"Maybe I can divination one or two."

It seems normal that there are no ancient relics, maybe the problem is in Jormungandr.

Nangong Hou directly threw the snake skin in the jade box to Concubine Hong.

Concubine Hong took the snake skin with both hands, and a power of divination erupted from her priesthood.

Time passed bit by bit, but after a long time, the power of divination gradually weakened.

But Concubine Hong had a puzzled look on her face.

"Not right."

"This divination turned out to be blank."

"It seemed like nothing was going to happen."

But whenever you explore a ruin or a blessed place, there will be some waves.

But this time it went so smoothly, it was a bit weird to be so smooth.

"It seems that the problem lies in this trip to Jormungandr."

"Who is going to deal with me?"

Nangong Hou muttered to himself.

Could it be said that the Kuangba True God was a pawn from the very beginning?

He chased and killed the true god of hell. Is all this pre-set?
hiss.

Nangonghou gasped.

If this is the case, that force is too powerful.

After pondering for a while, Nangong Hou smiled freely.

"The true god cannot come to the Manghuang Continent at will."

"Then I have no fear."

"No matter how big the conspiracy is, it is vulnerable to absolute strength."

"Before the catastrophe comes, I must seize every opportunity to become stronger."

Nangong Hou once again regained his previous self-confidence.

There is danger, there is conspiracy, just smash it completely.

Why bother here.

"Yemengade, eight-winged holy angel, blue dragon holy beast."

"Order the three of you to prepare to go."

Nangong Hou's voice sounded like thunder.

Yemengjia has the strength of turning 4 demigods.

The eight-winged holy angel turns 5 to the strength of a demigod.

Qinglong holy beast turns 5 to the strength of a demigod.

Although there are only three races, they are all middle-level demigods, and they can leapfrog to fight.

"This is the soul lock circle, a real artifact."

"It has already instilled a trace of my divine power in it."

"When using it, you only need to pray sincerely."

"It can lock everything."

The soul-locking ring was also used by him to lock the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix and Yemengade during the duel with Di Sheng.

If it wasn't for Nangong Hou who happened to get the Spiritless Water by accident.

The outcome of that battle is unknown.

The soul-locking circle crossed the sky and fell into the hands of the eight-winged holy angel.

"This is the Dark Dagger."

"It can break any weapon under the true divine weapon."

This is the Dark Dagger obtained from Di Potian.

Although at that time, the power of darkness in the dark dagger had been completely absorbed.

But Nangong Hou added a little later.

This is the power of a complete dark priesthood.

This trace is enough.

The dark dagger fell directly into a dragon claw of the Qinglong holy beast.

The powerful force of darkness made him tremble uncontrollably.

The awe of the God of Thunder intensified in my heart.

"This is a death gem, containing the power of death."

The death gem embedded in the inner city flew out and landed in Yemengard's mouth.

A death force seemed to take his life away.

In order to facilitate movement, Yemengard shrank his huge body.

It turned into a small snake only three meters long.

And the eight-winged holy angel also put away his own pair of wings, which seemed to have only six wings.

"lets go."

After finishing these, Nangong Hou nodded.

A ray of light shone on the teleportation array.

According to the coordinates on the map, the three began to teleport.

In just one breath, the three of them disappeared into the realm of the gods.

Legend has it that Jormungandr is huge, and there is only one place that can accommodate his huge snake body.

That is the bottomless deep sea.

The bottomless deep sea is said to connect the entire Manghuang continent, and it has no bottom at all.

I am afraid that this is the only place where they can survive.

Not far from the bottomless deep sea is a piece of Iceland.

There are blizzards and snowstorms all year round, and the climate is extremely cold.

No race can adapt to such extreme weather, let alone open up a god's domain here.

At this moment, there was a flash of light on Iceland, and three figures appeared.

It was the eight-winged holy angel and others.

"Xiaoye, feel it."

The eight-winged holy angel glanced around and said calmly.

The endless storm couldn't get close to his body, and he was melted.

"My name is Jormungandr!"

Ye Mengjiad, who had turned into three meters, said coldly.

"No more nonsense, believe it or not, I will purify you."

The eight-winged holy angel had obviously had a fight with Jormungandr.

At this moment, when the eight-winged holy angel said this, Ye Mengjiad couldn't help shrinking his tongue.

Humph.

Just wait for me, as long as I can find the molted skin of Yemenjiad, my strength will increase greatly.

When the time comes, you will be so cruel that you call Dad!