I’m a God in Another World

I have to say that Cleric’s aura is still strong. Even God, Fang Lei, has a subconscious mind focusing on him.

And that Cleric felt the attention of everyone, and immediately released his power!

The mighty martial artist’s will erupted, the soft light was released from Cleric’s body, and he was bathed in the soft light, and everyone felt the peace from his heart.

“Influential figure of worthy to be Church …”

“Martial Soul embodies substance, is this the power of the Great Grandmaster?”

“It is rumored that this Sir had mistakenly swallowed the seed of a Light Holy Tree and thus owned the Light Holy Tree Martial Soul.”

Bathed in a soft light, crowd talked buzzingly, looking at the silhouette exuding endless light, many people were revere and envious.

Also bathed in light, Fang Lei is an expression who feels the power of the so-called light Holy Tree Martial Soul.

Although Fang Lei doesn’t know what a Light Holy Tree is, Fang Lei can also see that the power of Cleric’s light is very pure.

Moreover, in his Martial Soul, it seems that there is not only the power of light, but also the power of life that is faintly discernible.

Such a person is very suitable for preaching.

Similarly, Fang Lei can feel that the faith of this person is extremely devout. Although I don’t know how much God pays attention to continuous, can this person have a place in God’s mind.

But just by sincere faith and cohesive will, Fang Lei can assert that this person is absolutely holy in his lifetime.

“Is Level 5 of the Martial Soul civilization called Martial Saint?”

Fang Lei’s slightly nodded effort, Cleric, who soothed the hearts of his great grandmaster, began to spread the gospel of God and praised God’s greatness.

With the influence of the Great Grandmaster’s aura, almost the majority of people present were immersed in this atmosphere.

And with this cohesive atmosphere, the real test begins!

each and everyone youth I recommend myself!

Especially the first batch of volunteers, almost every one can cause a burst of exclamation.

Under the system of the Martial Soul civilization, the realm of Level 1 is the Houtian stage realm, but the realm of Martial Soul and cultivation True Qi.

And Level 2 realm is the beginning of the real Martial Soul civilization. Martial Soul began to influence True Qi, allowing martial artist every movement to exert the unique power of Martial Soul.

As for the Level 3 Grandmaster realm, this realm’s martial artist can manifest the Martial Soul manifest and become a manifestation of the martial artist’s external power.

And when Martial Soul is able to condense into reality, this realm is the realm of the Great Grandmaster.

As far as Martial Saint is concerned, judging from Fang Lei’s experience along the way, it should also be a sympathetic process.

It’s just that the martial artist should understand the world with Martial Soul and perfect his Martial Soul. This realm …

“Should it be called Martial Saint?”

Fang Lei was a bit puzzled, after all, it was a matter of other civilizations.

Although I am not sure what the name of the Level 5 realm is, Fang Lei also sees this test with keen interest pleasure.

Although in Fang Lei’s eyes, none of these young men can play.

But their various Martial Soul, and the power that Martial Soul brings, make Fang Lei’s eyes bright.

White clouds, flowing water, flame, ominous beast, weapons, plants …

Martial Soul civilization, this is a very interesting civilization.

As long as you can successfully awaken Martial Soul, whether it is natural awakening, accidental awakening, or even artificial awakening.

As long as you wake up Martial Soul, it means that the martial artist is congenital!

In other words, the base transcendent of this civilization is Level 2 in some ways!

Instead of star cluster civilization born out of Battle Qi Magic Civilization like Star Cluster Continent, not everyone wants to enter Level 2.

Especially those who study magic but do not have enough innate talent, many people may not be able to break through Level 2 in their lifetime.

But the Martial Soul civilization is different, either it cannot be transcendent, once transcendent is destined to Level 2, this is only a matter of time.

“Interesting. In this way, the low-end battle power of the Martial Soul civilization is twice as powerful as other civilizations?”

Fang Lei watched the test in an interesting way. Under the stone sword, a young girl exuded Yin Cold’s aura, and the air was emitting a cold mist under this Yin Cold.

According to Cleric, the girl’s awakened Martial Soul is an ominous beast of Martial Soul.

Such a Martial Soul not only allows her to grasp the power of the cold, but also allows her to have an ominous beast in a certain way.

And this ominous beast Martial Soul is to make Fang Lei subconscious mind think of the Blood Cluster medicine of Star Cluster Continent.

Compared with bloodline medicine, ominous beast Martial Soul undoubtedly has many advantages.

The fusion process of bloodline medicine can be said to be nine deaths and still alive, but the process of awakening of ominous beast Martial Soul is relatively mild, it will not cause the body to mutate, and it will not produce any side effects.

Of course, bloodline medicine also has its own advantages, such as a variety of patterns, such as inheritance once successful.

But anyway, a low-level cultivation base test showed the corner of Martial Soul civilization in front of Fang Lei, which surprised Fang Lei.

“It seems that every god has his own uniqueness.”

“It’s a pity … after killing those sea gods, I should study their civilization.”

Fang Lei shook his head and sighed as he watched the cultivation base test continue with keen interest pleasure.

Just then, crowd suddenly burst into a commotion.

“Zhang Lun is here!”

“What? He still has a face?”

“A waste that’s all, if I were, I wouldn’t come here to shame.”

“What does he think? Isn’t shame enough every year? Or does he believe in so-called miracles?”

“Hehe … just him, a coward?”

“Wrong, it’s green hair coward!”

In a sudden uproar, many people turned around and looked towards behind.

Most people have accidents and jokes on their faces.

Looking along the eyes of everyone, I saw at the end of the square, a young man in a black robe, pouting at the corner of his mouth, moved towards the square step by step.

His hands were held rigidly, his head was also half-low, and his eyes were covered by black hair, so that he could not see his expression, only the young jaw.

Like marionettes, youth walked step by step towards the square.

The sound of ridicule is endless, and the malicious eyes are not concealed. It is difficult to imagine how powerful this youth is in order to withstand such pointing.

He successfully attracted Fang Lei’s attention. In Fang Lei’s gaze, the thin body hidden under the black robe actually did not appear so calm in at all.

Youth is shaking, but he is trying to restrain the shaking again.

In the sarcastic eyes of everyone, youth crossed the crowd and came under the stone sword, in front of the powerful Great Grandmaster.

“Ugh……”

Looking at the youth that was frustrated repeatedly, the Great Grandmaster was a bit sad.

For this youth, the Great Grandmaster is also loving.

For martial artist, in addition to Martial Soul, the most important thing is the heart of a martial artist who is indomitable.

Youth’s temperament is clearly beyond doubt.

The only pity is youth Martial Soul, which is really bad.

No one ever imagined that the genius of awakening Martial Soul innately awakened such an indisputable waste Martial Soul!

“Go.”

Shaking his head slightly, the Great Grandmaster said softly, the pitiful feeling in his heart disappeared soon.

As a Great Grandmaster who has lived for more than a hundred years, what kind of genius he has never seen, it is just a pity that it is just the emotion of touching the scene that’s all.

Looking at the expression of the indifferent Great Grandmaster, ka beng ka beng of the youth’s fist rang, holding the stubborn corner of his mouth, youth moved towards the stone sword, and then printed his hand on the stone sword.

An invisible wave is released from the stone sword, which is a powerful spiritual power, which is enough to touch the spiritual power of soul.

Under this kind of strength, the spiritual power of youth skyrocketed unreally. An ordinary tortoise just hovered above youth’s head in a vacuum.

The turtle’s shell is a little green even in the sun.

“Hahahaha!”

As the youth touched the stone sword, many people held their breath subconsciously, watching the youth, waiting for a miracle to happen.

However, the miracle not at all happened, and his Martial Soul is still a tortoise, an ordinary kind.

So everyone couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Tortoise Martial Soul, laugh at me!”

“Cultivation is extremely slow. Even if you can fortunately step into a higher realm, it will only bring tortoise shell defense and longer life.”

“Ha Ha Ha, what’s the point of that extended life? How slow is his Martial Soul cultivation, and you don’t know.”

“There is still a little green on the turtle’s shell … it really fits this kid’s experience.”

“It’s awful … our martial artist would rather be unyielding, he’d be better, be greened and cowarded, no wonder the turtle Martial Soul is awake.”

Undisguised evil words are not concealed. Under the stone sword, youth looked up and looked at his Martial Soul tremblingly.

Youth looked up, a delicate and pretty face clearly appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment in youth, where there is the tightly pouting corner before, some just endless despair and sadness.

“Hehe …”

Self-deprecating and bitter laughed, youth bit her lip, drenched with blood. Then, in those ironic eyes, like a walking dead, she stumbled away from here.

In the crowd, Fang Lei blinked: “Turtle?”

Without knowing what was happening, Fang Lei disappeared strangely in crowd, even if he disappeared under the eyelids of the people behind him, the people behind him didn’t notice anything wrong.

Just like a dead body of a companion, under the mood of escape, Xiao Miao went out of the city, climbed the mountain peak outside the city, and sat on the mountain wall.

Looking calmly at the precipitous mountains surrounded by fog and the magnificent city standing among the mountains, the woody color on Xiao Miao’s face faded away, and his eyes became painful from empty.

“Hehe, strength … this world, without strength, not even a shit, at least, no one dares to step on it!”

Shrugging his shoulders slightly, Xiao Miao’s low self-mockery laughter, wandering slowly on the mountain top with grief and indignation.

She curled up on the mountain wall, her fingers inserted into a black hair, Xiao Miao’s teeth clenched her lips tightly, and let the slight blood spread out at the corner of her mouth, although everything he experienced today had long been expected. But when he really went through it, he felt as if he would be separated by someone holding a blade in his heart, and he was trembling with pain.

Xiao Miao not at all said that today’s shame will not be subject to the second rhetoric, and he was hit again and again, and he knew very well that those words were just deceiving others that’s all.

In this world where Martial Soul is more important than great effort, waste is always waste.

Before awakening Martial Soul, he was a symbol of genius. The confluence of spiritual power and True Qi went smoothly, and even the innate Martial Soul naturally condensed out.

But after Martial Soul united, the genius living in his uncle’s house suddenly turned into waste.

The tortoise Martial Soul is really an ordinary waste Martial Soul.

You know, other Martial Soul can also make Martial Soul evolve through the great effort of the day after tomorrow, but the turtle Martial Soul is really too difficult, the cultivation speed is as slow as the turtle crawling.

Is this slow cultivation speed worthwhile for others to cultivate themselves?

Obviously impossible.

The higher you fly, the more painful you fall. This is probably the case with Xiao Miao.

But Xiao Miao is not convinced, he is still a cultivator of great effort, but … sometimes if you do n’t great effort, you do n’t know what despair is.

“Get me out of the house, I think … after all, you never owe me anything.”

“Sending the servant to remarry, I also recognize … we haven’t seen each other after all.”

“But why do you … why always laugh at me? Why …”

Xiao Miao’s eyes were full of pain. In the end, it was a youth. Although the experience and blows from Heaven to Hell made him a lot more mature than his peers, but at this moment, thinking of all the satire and ridicule in normally, he still wept and cried. come out.

It is too wronged.

His life is full of ridicule, he is lonely, and he is also aggrieved, and the whole person lives in a full maliciousness.

In such a living environment, ordinary people have long avoided or resisted in different ways.

Leaving, suicide, madness … But Xiao Miao not at all like this, he still chose to bear.

Xiao Miao talked to herself, and heard Fang Lei sulking.

Get out of the house, get married, ridicule … Is this a standard protagonist template?

Of course, although the template is like this, the main character in the template can basically guarantee that manpower has a golden finger.

Xiao Miao had nothing. He was like a waste, as he thought.

Yes, Xiao Miao also considers himself a waste. Although he does not give up, this does not prevent him from knowing himself.

“If, as I said in the story, jumping from here will give me great chances.”

Looking at the clouds below, Xiao Miao with tear marks on her face, could not help thinking.

For a wounded but powerless person, many times, he can only rely on such an imagination to soothe his trembling heart.

But Xiao Miao never thought that he had just been talking to himself, and an ethereal but prestige voice sounded in his ear:

“Then you can jump down.”