Turned a corner while ascending

The three sons of gods were indeed coming for Xueweixuanhu.

And the source is the snake-headed owls who were frightened by Xuanhu and fled.

The three came from Blue Water City, awakened the sacred blood of the clan, and became the sons of gods. According to the growth time of the gods, they are still equivalent to three-year-old children of the human race. Although their intelligence is no different from ordinary people, their strength is very weak. .

At this moment, the three of them met the disorderly snake-headed owl who fled.

The three of them who often come near the Wilderness of Beasts naturally know the characteristics of snake-headed owls, and are naturally curious about their behavior at this time. Relying on the spirit beasts of the clan, the three of them intercepted the entire flock of birds. The Snakehead Owl got a very shocking news in his memory——

There is a black fox with a white tail, and its aura is very terrifying and powerful, not far behind.

Black-haired foxes are rare, and black-haired foxes with white tails are even rarer, and they have a terrifying aura... The three of them couldn't help but think of a certain legend in the clan, so they commanded the snake-headed owl I found it.

This group of snake-headed owls was also unlucky. They were driven by the three gods to search every inch of the wilderness of beasts, and finally met one of the true masters today. The snake-headed owls could neither find nor feel the breath of the black-haired fox, but they remembered being the leader. That human race was the one that was there when they met the black fur fox.

So the scene just happened.

Not only Jin on the tree was waiting for the answer, but the three god sons were also standing on the back of the white bird, condescending, waiting patiently for the answer.

After a long time, Jin Liang lowered his head and said in a clear voice: "Master Shenzi, this place is the sphere of influence of Jinping City. We will live in Jinping City for generations. If we don't want to, we can't leave this place and go to another place."

The leader of the god son was surprised, but he was not annoyed, and said in a funny way: "You actually use the Golden Ping City to suppress the god son? You are extremely stupid."

A son of god behind him said: "Brother, don't talk nonsense with them, let Xue Weng freeze them, directly searching for souls is much better than asking like this."

After he finished speaking, he patted the head of the big white bird in front of him.

The big white bird named Xue Weng opened its mouth and let out a cry, a bone-piercing chill rose very quickly from bottom to top.

"Ah! Leader!" A clansman yelled in horror, but the voice stopped abruptly. Jin Liang suddenly turned his head, and saw that the few clansmen kneeling on the outermost side had been frozen into ice sculptures in the blink of an eye, and their faces still maintained that expression. A frightened expression.

The crowd froze for a moment, in chaos.

"You!" Jin Liang stood up abruptly, and the leading son of God suddenly raised his palm with a smile on his face.

When Jin Liangfang uttered a word, it was like being hit by a sledgehammer head-on. He flew upside down, pouring blood on the heads of the tribe, rolled a few times when he landed, and then there was no movement.

"Leader!" Some clansmen went to help Jin Liang, while others picked up the bow and arrow on the ground, wanting to step forward and fight desperately.

Jin stood on the tree and shook his head, his figure flashed.

At the same time, the leader of the Son of God raised his hands slightly.

The human race that rushed up seemed to be lifted by the neck by an invisible hand, sliding their limbs and struggling in the air.

"Obviously there is a way to survive, so why be so stubborn, you know, the Son of God cannot be rejected." The man said seductively, smiling so much that his eyes narrowed.

"Really, let me try it?" Someone suddenly asked, and the tone was eager to try.

The Son of God was startled: "Who?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "snap", and an invisible big mouth on the left side of his face knocked him off Shiratori's back and flew out obliquely.

Looking at those human races who were restrained by him before, they were all lifted up one by one by the gentle wind, and "floated" safely behind one person.

The three god sons were all horrified, the eldest brother who was slapped and flew away got up and looked over, and there was a man in black standing in front of the human race.

Compared with the people behind him, this man's figure can be called very slender and thin. He was dressed in black clothes of invisible material, with fair skin, big eyes, long black hair, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a green young man who is ignorant of the world, without the appearance of a master at all.

The son of God touched his face, it hurt so hot, he became angry immediately, and shouted: "Xue Weng!"

The three big birds flapped their wings and opened their mouths at the same time.

The icy white cold air struck at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jin stood there handsomely without moving, only stretched out a finger, and poked forward lightly.

Like an elephant blocked by an ant's tentacles, the cold air gathered more and more, but couldn't break through a single finger, and the white air rushed straight into the sky. Once neutralized by the heat wave here, the cloudy clouds finally condensed and raindrops began to fall.

The three big white birds kept exhaling cold air with the expectations of their masters, and finally froze the ground, but Jin stood there relaxed, feeling that these big birds were still weaker than the so-called Son of God, and each of them had almost only one level of cultivation. for.

Moreover, it doesn't feel like spiritual power... Although the two are extremely similar, Jin can clearly feel the essential difference.

As for what this strange power is, it probably depends on the three snow-white "God Sons" to make a move.

Wanting to understand, Jin flexed his fingers and flicked lightly.

"Ka Ka" sounded like the cracking of the ice surface, but Jin smashed the ice layer, and the three big birds screamed in unison, flapping their wings and kept retreating.

Seeing that Xue Weng couldn't trap this person, the three god sons were startled and horrified, they looked at each other, and suddenly stretched out their hands together, making a unified hand gesture, and muttering words in their mouths.

The world suddenly became quiet, and the heavy rain stopped in unison.

Suddenly, the heavy rain turned into ice picks, and the ice picks formed an ice cage, piercing towards Jin Que sharply and coldly.

Jin, on the other hand, wanted to let the three God Sons do their best, deliberately did not break the ice prison, but chose to dodge quickly.

The sons of gods changed their movements again, their palms facing each other, their white hair flying.

A strange, yet somewhat familiar aura slowly appeared.

Jin finally looked squarely at it, waved all the members of the Jinjia tribe out of the heavy rain range, looked up, and saw a huge "iceberg" descending from the sky as if summoned by the Son of God.

The color of this iceberg is strange, it turned out to be dark blue, and the bottom is full of sharp blades shining with cold light. It is not difficult to see that if ordinary people get close to it a little bit, they will be cut to pieces.

At the same time, a ray of indescribable color appeared, slowly filling the heaven and earth, and the ray gathered into a band of light, and when it fell on Jin Que, he felt a very strong sense of restraint.

However, Jin's expression was surprised, because he could clearly feel that the power used to restrain him was exactly the same as the "faerie power" that the girl said that day in the Secret Realm of Sealing Spirits!

However, the combined attack of these three people was far inferior to that of the mysterious girl. Jin was curious about the origin of this fairy power, and also wondered why he could replenish his own spiritual power through fairy power, so he put his hands together. Stretching out, he made a fist-clenching motion.

The invisible spiritual power gathered into a seamless shell, collecting all the power of the fairy, and at the same time stretched out his palm and slapped it upwards, and the huge iceberg shattered in response.

Just when he was about to arrest the three god sons for questioning, another surprising thing happened.

The power of the fairy spirit merged into a small ball, and at the same time it floated into Jin Que's hands, the three snow-white gods suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Jin Que in disbelief, as if it was unimaginable that he would have They dared to kill Shenzi with such great courage, and then the three of them bent their necks and fell to the ground, and they died easily.

This scene was so sudden that he was caught off guard, so he didn't have time to stop the three white lights flashing from Shenzi's forehead. It was just a moment of stupefaction, and the three white lights disappeared.

"Isn't it?" Jin muttered to himself, "Is that how they died? How did they die?"

He looked down at a spiritual power ball in his hand, and was extremely puzzled, but since the owner is dead, the three big white birds left...

The white bird flinched under Jin Que's gaze, quickly grabbed the ground with both feet, slightly spread its wings, and lowered its huge bird's head in a gesture of submission.

But Jin stretched out his hand, and the true water of Huangquan turned into three chains, locking the white bird in the place and not daring to move, so he put away the spirit ball and walked towards Jin Liang's position.

From the appearance of Jin Que to the killing of the three god sons, it took only a blink of an eye.

The process was too fast, and the people of the Jinjia tribe couldn't react, but the eyes they looked at Jin Que were the same as the eyes they looked at the Son of God just now. Some intimacy was kicked away, and there was more respect, submission and concealment. good hostility.

Jin stopped in his tracks and frowned.

The golden-armored group subconsciously protected the leader in the center, but seeing Jin frowned, they all knelt down together, bowed their heads, and did not dare to speak.

The status of the Son of God in this world seems to be really lofty. Just now, those three little ghosts of the first and second ranks can make the Thousand People Tribe helpless. Moreover, their resistance is also baseless, and they are absolutely determined to die.

This family suffered bad luck, which was related to myself and the Snowtail Black Fox, but without them, maybe Jin Liang would have died on the way back. The cause and effect here could not be calculated, but Jin suddenly had another idea.

After thinking about it, he said, "Your patriarch is dying, why don't you let me see?"

After waiting for a while, Jin Hao, the patriarch's younger brother, said, "I shouldn't bother you, but my elder brother..."

Jin waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, let me see."

The clansmen hurriedly knelt and moved away from a path, revealing Jin Liang who was breathing weakly inside but forced himself to open his eyes.

Jin Que and Jin Liang looked at each other, and unexpectedly found that the patriarch's eyes were more clear, as if Jin Que's identity had long been expected by him.

Jin Liang couldn't speak, but Jin stretched out his hand, using a little bit of spiritual power to help warm his body and connect his meridians. This process was very short, and within just a moment, Jin Liang's face looked much better.

The other clansmen watched secretly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Jin withdrew his palm, Jin Liang struggled to stand up, moved his arms and legs, then bowed and said respectfully: "My Jinjia clan has eyes but does not know Mount Tai, please forgive me for being disrespectful to adults earlier."

Jin looked at him blankly for a while, looked up at the sky, silently thinking about dealing with people like the patriarch, who seemed to be full of thoughts and twists and turns, and he really didn't know how many twists and turns he was. Zhizhuo is here, he must be able to adapt very well......

Thoughts were wandering for a while, but Jin pointed to the meeting room, which had not suffered much damage, and said, "Let's go there and have a chat."

Jin Liang naturally obeyed.