"Whew, okay, the clouds won't appear for a while, although you have completed your transformation, but as a human being, you should always bask in the sun."

Bai Ye dispersed the "dark cloud wipe" on his hand, looked at the humans with unblinking eyes, and scratched his head.

Suddenly, it didn't seem like a good thing for them to see such a big scene at once.

But after thinking about it, after having an abundance of Chakra in the future, rubbing nuclear bombs by hand is a common thing, and now let them adapt in advance, which is also quite a good tempering.

"Ahem, you guys bring the others out of the cave, this kind of gathering place is no longer suitable for human survival, we need a better place to live."

The others nodded sluggishly, did not speak, but looked at their companions sluggishly.

"One by one, you really haven't seen the big world, and you can do similar things with your hard work in cultivating Chakra, how can you be scared of this look?"

Bai Ye hated the iron and walked to Iwang's side, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.

In the original work, he was even able to spare his life to attract the warriors of the demon race, and Bai Ye was still very optimistic about him.

Although he missed the best age for cultivation because he was a little older, this kind of thing was not a thing at all in Bai Ye's opinion.

"That... The oppressive force of an ogre and a tornado that seems to be able to destroy the world are not a level of oppression at all, Lord God, I am only slightly weak, and I will recover immediately. The

corner of Ewan twitched as he looked at the "approachable" Bai Ye, supported the cracked ground with both hands, and stumbled to his feet.

Walking out of the cave with trembling legs, he really thought that the world was going to be destroyed by their human god.

......

Above the Jade Throne.

A huge figure was sitting on it, revealing muscles that seemed to have been watered with molten iron.

The black beard fell to the chest, and eighteen wings grew on the back, wrapped around the body like a cloak.

He is the most vigilant enemy of Bai Ye in this world, the god of war "Artexiu".

He raised his head, his golden pupils looked at the human, no, it should be said that it was the direction where Bai Ye was, and a little smile appeared on his face.

"Finally there is a kind of person who is not weak, hahaha, I hope you can bring me some fun."

He is the god of war, the concept of "war", that is, he did not get the star cup, and he is also the strongest on this planet.

As long as he wants, the star cup can appear in his hand at any time.

But that would be too boring, anyway, the world is now at war all the time, exactly like the world he wants to create.

After getting the Star Cup, he will be truly invincible, and at that time, there will really be no one who can bring him fun.

Under the jade throne, the first individual "Azriel", with emerald-colored hair, a horn on his head, and a symbolic light of the heavenly wing species on his head, knelt in front of the god of war.

Listening to the laughter of her master, Azliel felt her scalp tingle, not fear, but her adoration of Artetheus.

In other words, except for a certain [Fan Outside Individual], every Tianyi species has an incomparable longing for their creator.

Even if the order for mass suicide is given, the Tianyi Species will probably carry it out without hesitation.

After the God of War identified the newborn kind, it was a god with concepts such as wind, and became interested in Bai Ye.

This attribute god species is really powerful, and even he can't feel the existence of the star cup, and it has become impossible to directly take the star cup into his hands.

Because of this, since the birth of Azriel, he has been sitting on the jade throne for an unknown number of tens of thousands of years and the master has got up.

"I'm looking forward to a war with a new kind, but it seems that the other side is not ready."

After thinking for a moment, Alshut slowly sat back in his seat, supporting his face in boredom.

If the newborn is not in the strongest state, then even if he defeats him, it will not make him feel the slightest satisfaction, and even feel more empty.

Therefore, he planned to wait for Bai Ye to take the initiative.

It is believed that the newborn gods will never give up the opportunity to obtain the Star Cup, then as the biggest obstacle, he Archut is an obstacle that the gods cannot avoid.

"Did the outsiders run out again?"

Hearing the voice of her master, Azliel lowered her head and reported as if in prayer:

"After she saw the sky clear, she looked in the direction of the airflow, my honorable master."

The outer individual "Gipriel" is a god-killing weapon made by Arteshu, and it is also the last Skywing species to be manufactured.

Of course, the god of war wants Gypriel to kill the god is none other than himself.

Therefore, Gipriel's attitude towards the Creator is very different from that of other Skywing species.

"Well, this kind of thing will happen, I hope that the same kind will not kill the foreign individual casually."

As if it had been known that Gipriel would do this, Alshut shook his head with a sigh.

It is said that it is a god-killing weapon, but the current Fanwai individual is not the opponent of any god race, even the one who ran to the red moon.

All of Gipriel's data is only a quarter of the original individual.

Looking at the storm that seemed to be able to sweep the world just now, the newborn god species is definitely not a god who is easy to get along with.

With the character of an individual outside the fan, it seems more reasonable to die at the hands of the "wind god".

Azriel's eyes lit up, if she could save Xiaoji from the unknown god species.

As a lifesaver, can he do such and such things to Xiaoji?

'No, you must not think about such a thing in front of your master!

Her expression became more and more respectful, but she still couldn't help but think about her youngest sister, even though Xiaoji was reluctant to be close to her every time because she was "shy".

"Don't worry about things over there for now, the challenger will always find it."

Azliel frowned slightly, and said in a firm tone:

"Anyone who faces My Lord must first tear off the wings of my other weapons."

The blood of the god species, their heavenly wing species have never bathed.

The thought of being able to challenge the gods, even if it was a certain death, would make any Tianyi species tremble with excitement.

Can't help but feel that Azriel is actually a little envious of Xiaoji.

"You can't stop him, and no god but me can stop him!"

The God of War's expression turned, and a touch of excitement actually appeared on his face, looking down at the earth with great anticipation, and said to himself:

"Ten million... Don't make me wait too long, unknown god species. "

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