Douluo's strongest god-level assistant

The golden light rain lasted for about 9 minutes.

Wang Lu's sea of ​​consciousness expanded nearly ten times at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the original small pond to the current sea-like lake. Even Wang Lu's conscious body standing above the sea of ​​consciousness, this time It also has a touch of gold on it.

Correspondingly, the figure of the God of Creation became much darker.

"After all, he is also my successor in name, so that's what he looks like." He clapped his hands lightly, and the God of Creation nodded with satisfaction.

"Are you here just to remind me that someone will invade the mainland in ten years so that I can prepare in advance?" Wang Lu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Of course not." The God of Creation snorted coldly, "How could I do such a boring thing? I just felt that you were in danger, and then projected my consciousness over to see."

"Then what?" Wang Lu looked up at him.

"I feel relieved to see that your kid is living a good life." The God of Creation had a smile on his face.

"Are you okay? If nothing happens, I'm going out." Wang Lu curled his lips slightly and asked.

"Looking forward to our next meeting. I hope that you will have grown to be strong enough by then. I will hold your thigh tight for my teacher." The God of Creation had an extremely bright smile on his face, and then his entire figure transformed. Nine-colored spots of light instantly disappeared from the sky above Wang Lu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Wang Lu: "???"

You are such a majestic former God of Creation. Do you think this is appropriate when you hug my thigh?

"It's best not to meet again, otherwise I will rip off your beard." Wang Lu snorted coldly, and the consciousness above the sea of ​​​​consciousness gradually faded.

......

Mingyue Restaurant.

The soldiers surrounding the restaurant outside had withdrawn, and the body of Mingyue City Lord had been carried down. In the entire restaurant, there were only Douluo, Wushang, Chenli, and Wang Lu, who stood motionless in the center of the hall.

At this time, two hours had passed since the middle-aged woman turned into ghost mist and poured into Wang Lu's mind. It was already dark and the room was lit with lights.

The agouti Douluo sat on a bench and let out a long sigh. If he hadn't been careless and didn't pay enough attention to the middle-aged woman, things like this would never have happened.

The girl Chenli lay quietly on a table next to her, looking at Wang Lu standing next to her, her smart eyes full of worry.

As for the black-faced boy Wu Shang, he was lying next to her carelessly and soundly asleep.

"Whoo~"

Hearing a long exhale, Wang Lu, who had been standing in the middle of the room without moving for two hours, gently raised his arm.

"Son!"

Seeing this, Chenli shouted happily and stood up hurriedly.

"Little Master!"

The figure of Galileo Douluo had already appeared beside Wang Lu the moment he woke up.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Wang Lu waved his hand gently, his eyes were full of energy. How could he look like someone who had just been attacked by the evil soul master using the secret ghost technique?

As soon as his consciousness returned to his body, Wang Lu opened the personal panel in the background of his system. When he saw his hugely changed personal data, he suddenly burst into laughter.

[God-level auxiliary system]

[Host: Wang Lu]

【Repair: Level 35】

[Talent Skills: Sword Heart Transparency (Passive), Creation Nine Colors Divine Light (Active)]

[Martial Spirit: Control of Nine Elements (God-Level Martial Spirit)]

[Affinity of the God of Creation: 50.00% five. 】

[The second test of the Nine Creation Tests, Growth (in progress)]

Because the old man of the God of Creation caused a wave of golden light in Wang Lu's sea of ​​consciousness, Wang Lu's mental power has skyrocketed. Not only that, the affinity of the God of Creation has also skyrocketed by 50.00%, automatically unlocking skills. The nine-colored divine light of creation.

Now Wang Lu only needs to close his eyes and feel for a moment, and all the disturbances within a three-mile radius will be immediately clearly imprinted in his mind.

This wave, blood earned!

"Young Master, are you okay? Don't scare me!" Looking at Wang Lu's crazily raised corners of his mouth, Amaranthus Douluo broke into a cold sweat.

Could this be some kind of sequelae caused by that crazy woman?

"Get out!" Wang Lu glanced at him angrily, then seemed to have thought of something and looked back with a serious face.

"Old guy, what if you don't want me to give you a gift?"

"Young Master, can we be normal? I'm scared of you looking like this." Anchovy Douluo said with a mournful face.

He had only heard of Titled Douluo giving Soul Masters of other levels Fate Techniques, but he had never heard of Soul Masters of over 30 levels giving Titled Douluo Fate Techniques.

"Don't pull him down." Wang Lu turned around and stopped talking.

"Then why don't we take a look first?" Guillotine Douluo said tentatively.

"Come with me." Wang Lu walked out of the restaurant and came to the yard behind the restaurant.

"What is this going to do?" Agony Douluo looked puzzled.

"Just stand here." Wang Lu put his index and middle fingers together on his eyebrows, and a strange mark glowing with nine-color luster suddenly appeared.

"Gluttony!"

He moved his fingers away, and a nine-colored beam of light shot straight into the sky from the mark on Wang Lu's forehead, which seemed particularly clear in this pitch-black night.

Of course, people who are not contaminated with divinity cannot see this beam of light, such as the dolphin Douluo standing next to Wang Lu.

In his eyes, Wang Lu at this time was no different from a psychopath suffering from mental illness. Every move he made revealed a neurotic meaning that others could not understand.

......

Pope Hill.

Although it was already late at night, the lights on Mount Pope were still bright.

In the Pope's Hall, Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Hall, wearing a laurel wreath and gorgeous clothes, was correcting documents with his head on his hands.

Suddenly, a magnificent beam of light suddenly rose from the direction of the Tiandou Empire, making the beautiful Pope suddenly stand up from where he was sitting, and arrived in a flash. Next to the window.

"The breath of gods, Tiandou Empire?"

At the same time, in front of the worship hall located on the top of Pope Mountain, an old man with white hair walked out of the worship hall behind him.

"The breath of God!" The old man looked up at the beam of light in the distance, with a slightly dazed expression on his face.

......

Poseidon Island Poseidon Temple.

Dressed in sky blue clothes and holding a luxurious scepter in his hand, Bo Saixi quietly raised his head and looked inland.

There was a hint of fascination in those extremely beautiful blue eyes.

"Lord Sea God!"

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Killing capital.

In the palace of the King of Slaughter, Tang Chen, who was controlled by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, was currently fighting desperately with his maid, sharpening their guns in front of the battle. The snapping sound could be heard even from far away from the palace.

Suddenly, all the movement suddenly stopped, and the figure of the King of Slaughter instantly appeared outside the palace, looking up at a 45-degree angle.

"Gods?"