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

"Ural, it is your greatest honor to believe in the God of Thunder."

"Now give you the post of envoy of God."

"Palm speed storm dragon family."

Nangonghou nodded between his eyebrows, and a dark force flew out and imprinted into Ural's body.

"Thank you for the gift of the God of Thunder."

"Your followers pray for you at all times."

The dark dragon Ural closed his eyes and began to feel the power of darkness.

Once again, Ural felt the power of the God of Thunder.

This force is definitely several times stronger than the force of despair just now.

"Ural, take the storm dragon to other places to open up habitats."

"Do not clash with Tauren tribes."

Nangong Hou gave the order.

"Follow the oracle of the God of Thunder."

Ural spread his wings and took flight.

The pride of belonging to the real giant dragon clan completely exploded at this moment.

The Hurricane Storm Dragon is just a sub-dragon race, how can it bear this kind of coercion.

Immediately, they all fell to the ground, trembling!
"Noble, the great god of thunder gave the dark dragon a new life!"

"Ural is already a disciple of the God of Thunder."

"Inferior blood, hurry up and contribute your faith!"

The coercion of Ural and the power of the blood are oppressing the Storm Dragon.

Immediately, [-] belief channels were continuously connected with Nangonghou, becoming thicker and brighter.

Ural uttered a loud dragon cry, and led the storm dragon away from the resting tribe of the tauren.

Nangonghou glanced at Ural with satisfaction.

"Niu Guli, choose a suitable storm dragon to form a dragon warrior."

"At the same time, pick four strong warriors and start exploring the wild continent in four directions."

Nangonghou continued to issue orders.

Since his domain of the gods is already a favorite of everyone.

Rather than waiting for everyone to come and take a bite, be proactive!
"Niu Guli obeys the oracle of the God of Thunder!"

Niu Guli soon began to arrange things.

"The harvest this time is too great."

Although the storm dragon's bloodline level is low and its potential is not high, it can only grow to the fifth extraordinary level at most.

But these can all be cultivated.

It's like going to the academy to buy a potential altar to stimulate their potential.

Once the dragon warriors are formed, a hundred dragon warriors launch a war charge, even if they are of the sixth rank, they have to avoid the edge temporarily.

Needless to say, Ural, the five-star race, the strength of the seventh-order epic level, can be used as a killer.

The most important thing is the dark priesthood. Although it is still incomplete, it will be fully integrated sooner or later.

Nangong Hou took the opportunity to check the race interface and belief interface.

race interface.

Race: Tauren tribe.

Divine envoy: Niu Guli, fourth-tier lord.

Bloodline: The descendant of the ancient god and demon God Flame Zijinniu, the bloodline is strong.

Potential: super five-star, can be cultivated into a god.

Attribute: strength type.

Rank: Tier [-] leader level (subject to the realm of most fighters).

Skill: War Charge lv3.

The talent of the blood of the gods and demons: the mystery of power lv1.

Population: one hundred.

Race: Sub-Dragon (Storm Dragon).

Angel: Ural, seventh-tier epic.

Bloodline: Contains thin dragon bloodline.

Potential: Three-star race.

Attribute: speed type.

Rank: Tier [-] lord level.

Ability: Gale Bite.

Population: three hundred.

Believer interface.

Holy Spirit: 1.

Saints: 1.

Zealots: 108.

Devout: 291.

True believers: 0.

Shallow believers: 0.

After this wave, all the tauren race turned into fanatics.

And Niu Guli directly became the first holy spirit in Nangonghou God Realm.

The Holy Spirit will not dissipate after death, as long as Nangonghou ignites the divine fire and lifts up the Kingdom of God, the Holy Spirit can be resurrected again.

And the newly added storm dragons have all become devout believers.

Seeing the several million faith points recorded in the account, Nangong Hou left the domain of God with a smile.

After stretching for a while, Nangong Hou opened the yard and walked out.

"Student Nangong, you are finally out."

"Today we have teacher Xia Bing's class, let's go together."

As soon as Nangong Hou opened the yard, Mu Gan came to welcome him.

"Mu Gan, do you have anything to say?"

Nangong Hou asked with a smile.

"It's no big deal."

"After coming out of the Realm of God, I went to find Zhang Jin."

"Only found out that he has left the academy."

"A classmate who has a good relationship with him said that he went out to practice."

"Zhang Jin has a strong heart for grudges."

"Before he provoked my relationship with classmate Nangong, I have already taught him a lesson."

"I'm afraid of him"

Mu Gan was worried that Zhang Jin would do something stupid again and hurt him.

"It's okay."

"Just a clown."

Nangong Hou smiled lightly, not paying attention at all.

The two walked together and soon came to the Shenzi class.

Compared with the last time there were only three or four people, this time there were six people, including Nangong Hou and Mu Gan, there were eight people.

The entry of Nangonghou immediately attracted the attention of these geniuses.

There is no way, although Nangonghou has only been enrolled for half a month, but his deeds are now known to everyone in Qinglei College.

"Hmph, what a licking dog."

"My own family was killed, not only did not want to take revenge, but was kneeling and licking."

"It's really shameless."

Nangong Hou is in the limelight, coupled with his heaven-defying talent, no one dares to run on him anymore.

But Mugan is different.

Mu Gan is only in the middle of the Shenzi class.

"you."

Mu Gan's face turned red, and he stared at the speaker.

This person's name is Xue Qing, and he is a six-turn demigod, the god of fire.

"Why be serious with a dog."

"He can't lick it even if he wants to, it's just pure jealousy."

Nangong Hou waved his hand and sat directly on the first futon.

"Insanity."

"Nangonghou, I admit that your talent is indeed very strong."

"But I am your senior, and my strength is still higher than yours. Don't you know this bit of etiquette?"

Xue Qing ranked third in the Shenzi class and sat on the third futon.

In the Shenzi class, he always only had the first two people in his eyes, when it was a freshman's turn to look down on him.

"If I were weak, would you still sit here and reason with me?"

"You are nothing but sour."

"The college is going all out to train me, that's my skill."

"If you can't get it, you can only say that you are trash."

"In terms of identity, I am the son of Shenming."

"You are just a student of the Shenzi class, don't you know what to do when you see Shenmingzi?"

Nangonghou let out a loud shout.

A dark force erupted in the eyes, directly hitting the depths of Xue Qing's heart.

Xue Qing's face suddenly turned white, and a violent and desperate emotion began to grow in his heart.

His soul was trembling constantly.

Wow, Xue Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, which made him feel better.

When he looked at Nangonghou again, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

What, what kind of priesthood is this?
Just looking at it almost hurt yourself? !

I am a demigod at rank 6!

The clown was beside him, unexpectedly it was himself.