Rebirth of the Substitute Male Concubine

The Qilin King who turned around and left was extremely unwilling at the moment when he turned around, thinking that the needle god in front of him was just a phantom, a bold and cruel thought came from his mind, if he swallowed this wisp of divine consciousness, then he would have It may have changed from a ninth-level mysterious beast to a divine beast, and from then on...

As soon as the greed was out of control, the Qilin King recklessly turned the dragon body and prepared to swallow the needle god...

It's a pity that the God of Needle had been on guard for a long time. The God of Needle had already seen clearly the Qilin King's thoughts. When the King of Qilin turned around, the God of Needle seemed to have eyes behind him. The Qilin King, who was extremely powerful and fighting hard, stood motionless in front of the Needle God.

This is the gap, the gap between gods and mortal things, even if this god has only a touch of consciousness now...

"You can't live with your own sins, Qilin King, killing you now, I am worthy of the Dragon Clan." Needle God said with regret, this Qilin King is a ninth-order profound beast, at least he still has thousands of years of life, he cultivated hard It is not impossible to become a divine beast, but the intention is not right...

"Please, please forgive me. Lord Needle God, I don't dare anymore." The Qilin King stood there in horror and did not move. He did not expect that a touch of divine sense could be so powerful. His soul can easily subdue his ninth-order profound beast. Is the god really that powerful?

The God of Needle shook his head: "King Qilin, I have already spared you once, this time you found it yourself."

"No, don't." The Qilin King looked at the Needle God resentfully. He has guarded this man for thousands of years. Why, why...

And Qilin King's resentment accelerated Needle God's desire to kill him, so it would be a disaster if the mysterious beast didn't kill him, Xue Wuchi watched coldly, and didn't think there was anything pitiful about Qilin King.

Now that he decided to kill, the Needle God was not polite, and his left hand seemed to pat lightly on the Qilin King's head. This patted the Qilin King's ferocious and resentful eyes immediately became depressed, and his eyes were full of fear. And the color of begging for mercy.

It's a pity that the Needle God seems gentle, but he is not a simple, ignorant and kind person. Since he decided to kill him, there will be no possibility of showing mercy. When he exerted more force with his left hand, the huge dragon body of the Qilin King immediately softened. fell to the ground.

With a bang, the Qilin King fell to the ground, and the whole hall shook, but again, the huge dragon body of the Qilin King disappeared...

"Hey, although the whole body of the Dragon Clan is full of treasures, the Dragon Clan looks at the corpses of these dragons very hard." Needle God looked at the Qilin King who had disappeared, feeling a bit regretful.

Children of dragons like Qilin will be recalled by the dragon clan after death, and their corpses are not allowed to be exposed outside, so it is quite difficult to do something with the dragon's corpse.

"Hey, you actually used dragon blood to refine your body, you are a good boy." Needle God just sighed at the loss of Qilin King's corpse, but when he turned around, he saw Xue Wuchi covered in blood, his eyes flashed with admiration.

When Xue Wuchi heard this, he knew that the acupuncture god must know about dragon blood body training. Thinking of the mysterious grandfather's vague words, Xue Wuchi knew that this was an opportunity, and quickly asked the needle god: "Senior needle god, can you use dragon blood to refine the body?" There should be no possibility of violent body death for those who attack the gods after the physical body."

It wasn't that Xue Wuchi was afraid of death, but that Nangong Chenli would find someone like him who knew so much after he died.

"The chances of success will be higher. Back then, I felt that the true qi of your four ancient clans was too extreme. Although it would be faster to cultivate the true qi of each clan alone, but the simple practice of cultivating to become a god is not enough. No.

The Snow Clan and the Red Clan can easily go to extremes if they only practice on their own, as do the Ghost Clan and the Dream Clan. One can only live in their own world after a bloody slaughter.

I think your ancestors should cultivate the four kinds of true qi together to become gods, but unfortunately there are no such people now..." Needle God said with regret, this is why he thought that the four Menghuang could not become real gods. God's reason.

Xue Wuchi nodded. When the mysterious grandfather told him that Chi and Xue clans have been unable to produce a god for thousands of years, and most of them died on the way to attack the dead, he understood that the true qi of each clan is too narrow Yes, but it is very difficult to break through. The true energy of each race needs a special system to cultivate, not to mention that the true energy of each race will not be spread...

"Xue Wuchi, what happened?"

Nangong Chenli was a few steps behind the God of Needle, he let Xiao Longdan recognize the owner in the room, and when he hurried over, he saw Xue Wuchi standing in front of the God of Needle, covered in blood, Nangong Chenli didn't listen to him even in his haste What Qingzhen God and Xue Wuchi were talking about, only seeing him like this, was extremely anxious, and blocked Xue Wuchi with a stride:

"Needle God, if you want to kill him, step over my corpse first..." Without much thought, Nangong Chenli shielded Xue Wuchi covered in blood behind him, his eyes were as cold as ice skates, The needle god never backed down.

The sudden situation made Zhenshen startled for a moment, but then he burst out laughing when he figured out what was going on. "Not bad, not bad, the boy has a good eye."

The needle god's sudden laugh made Nangong Chenli puzzled, and seeing Xue Wuchi's steady aura behind him, Nangong Chenli immediately understood the situation, turned around to look at Xue Wuchi with all his guard.

"Are you all right?"

This tone was a little bit of annoyance, annoyed from embarrassment, when Nangong Chenli thought of how anxiously he questioned the needle god just now, he felt that he had lost the face of the boss, thinking of this, Nangong Chenli's eyes became even colder , looking at Xue Wuchi's eyes full of anger, it was this person who caused him to lose his sense of proportion and the most basic judgment.

Knowing that telling the truth would definitely provoke Nangong Chenli's anger, Xue Wuchi still said: "I'm fine, don't worry, this is the blood of that Qilin King."

"Who's worried about you anymore? I'm afraid that if you die here, the Needle God will be upset that someone will rob him of the graveyard." Nangong Chenli replied without thinking about it, and didn't think about it because Xue Wuchi was covered in blood , How he boldly questioned the needle god.

At this time, Zhenshen was looking at Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi with great interest, envy and longing flashed in his eyes, that woman named Meng was also like this, she liked to hide herself with indifference and indifference The love and love... It seems that the Snow Clan boy and the descendant of Meng are a Taoist couple.

Xue Wuchi didn't answer when he heard Nangong Chenli's words, but just looked at him fixedly, looking directly at Nangong Chenli's eyes, making it impossible for Nangong Chenli to escape, only seeing Nangong Chenli in a panic, Xue Wuchi Only then slowly said:

"Nangong Chenli, I am very happy."

rumbling, rumbling...

Xue Wuchi's voice sounded at the same time as the rumbling sound. It was the sound of the god's cemetery shaking. Nangong Chenli didn't have time to recall the meaning of Xue Wuchi's words, and his whole body shook uncontrollably. God, wanted to ask something, but found that the figure of Needle God faded more and more.

"God's tomb is going to collapse?" Nangong Chenli asked the Needle God, he knew that this was just a touch of the Needle God's soul, which meant that the Needle God would also disappear.

Looking at the fading figure of the Needle God, Nangong Chenli felt a little bit reluctant, but he knew that the other party was not something he could keep...

The voice of Needle God became distant in an instant, and the whole person became more blurred, leaving only a faint white shadow.

"I didn't expect the destructive power of the Qilin King to be so powerful. In the end, when my consciousness disappeared, the tomb of the gods could not be kept. But that's okay. The spread of these things will definitely break the balance of the world. Now I will use this last With a touch of strength, send you out, this place will disappear forever in the world with my disappearance."

The voice of the Needle God was getting farther and farther behind, but Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi could hear a trace of killing intent in the voice. This place disappeared forever in the world, that is to say, those who lived in this tomb of God The mysterious beasts under his feet will also disappear?

Is this the price for the Qilin King's betrayal of the Needle God?Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi looked at each other, but they didn't intend to persuade them.

The Qilin King moved this evil heart, and it is difficult to guarantee that other profound beasts will have this idea. What the Needle God can do now is to bury all possibilities, because he will no longer be able to control these things in the future...

As for the things here, it is said that Xue Wuchi and Nangong Chenli are very distressed, but life is more important, not to mention that the most precious things here are all on Nangong Chenli, he is satisfied...

"Senior Needle God, if I am lucky enough to meet Menghuang, I will definitely tell her everything you have done for her..."

"Very well, children, let's go back..." Needle God smiled with satisfaction, there was no one in the empty palace.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi only felt that the world in front of them turned black instantly, and when they opened their eyes, they had already returned to the place where they disappeared.

It was the same dark night, the same starry sky, and the formation here had disappeared, it was just an ordinary flat land, that place had disappeared forever, and the only god in this world had also disappeared.

I felt a little dazed, as if everything I experienced in the tomb of God was a dream.

Nangong Chenli took out the little dragon egg and the two wooden needles from his bosom, and he was relieved to see these two things. It was not a dream just now, although it arrived in the blink of an eye and returned in the blink of an eye, but these two things Things have proved that they really met the Needle God...

"The god of needles is very generous." Xue Wuchi only glanced at the things in Nangong Chenli's hands before replying. Although the treasures were precious, he didn't have the slightest greed.

Condensing the air and gathering a thin layer of thin ice on the body, when the thin ice melts, the dragon blood on Xue Wuchi's body will disappear, and the clean and tidy before will be restored.

Nangong Chenli put away the dragon egg and the wooden needle, and sighed softly, the needle god is generous, but the god's things are not easy to take, there is a price to be paid, I wonder if he can afford it?Dream Emperor's wish...

Forget it, now is not the time to worry about those things, take one step at a time, Nangong Chenli will temporarily suppress the Mengzu matter. "Let's go to the inheritance of the Needle Tower. I'm afraid that after so many days, if the ghost clan's plot succeeds, then Zhongzhou will be in trouble."

"Let's go." At this time, Xue Wuchi also put away his heart warmed by Nangong Chenli's guard just now, and pulled Nangong Chenli to walk towards the inheritance of the Needle Pagoda. just a shadow...