Chapter 1353: Daughter control

Lord Wanshan will not be interested in the priest [death]? Nonsense, it is not difficult to derive death from the earth, and once the [Death] is obtained, the Lord of Wanshan can certainly go further. With such temptation, can this ancient resist?
"However, this matter has to be considered from a long-term perspective. You have also seen that although his will is chaotic, his strength is not missing at all. If you want him to replace him, it is not difficult."
"The Mountain Lord made sense," Muria agreed with such nonsense that was obviously just a waste of saliva, and it did not reveal anything unrelenting. This is normal.
Lord Wanshan, an ancient existence that was bred at the beginning of the world's development and has survived to this day, is not the enthusiastic neighbor who came to help you when I saw you in trouble. Good old man.
"I suggest that after you are promoted to a powerful divine power, we will bring your respective gods to help you consecrate the priest [death], how?" Lord Wanshan advised Muria in the attitude of an elder. Way, useless to death. "
"Well, what you said makes sense, then wait for my promotion to discuss it again!" Muriya readily accepted.
When the original ancient gods merged into the world's spiritual system, even if they became gods of faith, it does not mean that faith would become his weakness. Even if they lose faith, their strength will fall, but it is limited.
For example, the undead emperor, perhaps after a long period of time, may still have his divine name circulating in the major realms, but he has been unable to provide him with enough faith.
Even so, He was still alive and kicking in his own kingdom of God, and there was no sign of falling into eternal sleep because of lack of faith.
And after finalizing all matters, Muriya and Lord Wanshan went back to their homes and found their own ...
"The Necromancer, the original who held the [death] priesthood, you dare to pay attention to this existence now, Muria, the gap between us is growing."
Twelve holy wings of light stretched behind, gradually filling the space behind them, and the new bright goddess Michaela looked at Muria who returned from the undead world and sighed from the heart.
"It's just an idea. I don't have the possibility to realize it now." Muria smiled helplessly. He didn't know what Miguelella thought.
The partners are supposed to support each other, and the difference in strength between Miguelella and Muria now makes her feeling difficult, and she wants to catch up with Muria as soon as possible, at least not to be pulled apart too much the distance.
"Having this kind of thinking is enough to explain everything. Look at my current strength. I dare not even have this kind of thinking."
"It is unrealistic delusion, there is still a short way to go to achieve it. And there are a lot of beating that death idea, not just me."
Muria is very calm. Judging from his experience in the Necromancer, it is not only the of the sun and the lord of the mountains that beat the of death, there may be other existences.
As for the alliance with the Lord of Wanshan ... whoever takes it seriously is a fool, but the contract without any is simply a verbal agreement. In today's world, it has no effect.
"And I may be the weakest of them." Muria laughed mockingly.
He is very clear about his position. Compared with those ancient sacred ancient beings, he does not have a half advantage. The only thing he can rely on today is the priesthood that he had boldly taken up from the sea of ​​world power.
"You are the weakest, but you are the most potential among them. You are different from them. You are the most special, Muria."
Michaela was very optimistic about his partner. Not long ago, he chose to be a here. Not only was he impulsive, he was also optimistic about his husband.
He intends to help Muria, and then together with Muria to obtain the resources he wants most, so as not to be thrown away too much.
"If the potential can't be transformed into combat power in the shortest time, it is just the potential. I must become stronger in the shortest time and be promoted to a powerful divine power."
"Are you going to promote faith?"
"Well, nature has already become a god, so deserve it more thoroughly." Muria whispered softly, behind him, Luo Tianjing slowly turned, and around him, there was a voice of sacrifice and prayer.
As He demonstrated the power under his control many times in the world, there have been many creatures who prayed and worshipped him sincerely, but before that, Muriya ignored these beliefs, and he did not want to If the contamination is too deep, it will be difficult to get rid of.
But now, Muriya has decided to let go of her prejudices, and has already accepted the baptism of the world's laws and endured her own shackles. Why not just be more sloppy and squeeze something like.
"Since my father is going to seal the word of God, then I should start preparing to build a church."
Next to Michaela, Gratis, who had just returned from a realm and finished conquering the war, said. In him, there is a layer of faith that is as substantial as it is.
This is the result of Gratis leading a realm of conquering wars. At this time, as long as he wanted, he could immediately become a god. She already had such a qualification.
But such a thing cannot be tolerated by Muria. His partner followed him to consecrate the gods, even if he performed this ceremony with a very low success rate, and his daughter blended in.
If it fails, not all three of his family will be trapped here. This will definitely not work. Everyone knows that eggs cannot be placed in the same basket, and his heirs, his descendants, can only take the epic way.
"Well, try your best, right, don't let Tiffany get involved in this matter, I will try to arrange her to play in that realm as long as possible."
Muriya reached out and took a light stroke at his eldest daughter. In his eyes, the power of faith that had formed a light wheel had flowed into his hands.
A golden flame ignited in his hands, excluding some of the negative emotions in it, and the crystals of the bright red gold faith condensed and formed in his hands, and there were faint sounds of slaughter, which was in Obtain the result of faith through war.
"I know, let me know after I have built all the framework of the church!"
Seeing his father take away the belief that he could make him a god, Gratis' face did not change. If she wanted to seal the gods, she would not allow the power of faith to condense into a wheel behind her. She had already determined her goal.
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"Demos, did you find it?"
On a dazzling blue dazzle, the holy winged man with light wings stopped the dragon king who was walking around. Although he had the disguise of the reincarnation body, but they used the same mystery, they could see through each other at a glance The essence under the body.
"What did you find?" Although he knew exactly what the other party was asking, the Dragon King who wanted to tease his own family deliberately asked back.
"What could it be? Your great-grandchild, and my granddaughter. Have you found it?"
"Huh, after reincarnation for so long, what are you doing? There is no news at all, are you too wasteful?"
Timothy mercilessly ridiculed the fiery gods, which is a rare opportunity that has been rare for thousands of years.
"Did you find it?"
Arudiba did not care about Timothy's sarcasm. He noticed Timothy's tone, so freehand, he seemed to have no burden.
"of course."
Timothy raised his head proudly, as if finding his great-grandson was his credit, and did not feel a little embarrassed by his actions.
"Where?" Arudiba was overjoyed.
Although he was also reincarnated using the magic of Heavenly Demon, but his luck was not very good. He was reincarnated into a winged race. Although he had the ability to fly naturally, he was born in a poor wing family. It took a short time to overthrow the old system in the past and become the master of ZTE in the Yiren clan.
"Relax, they are safe now, at least much safer than you are now." Timothy, who didn't understand Murya's latest situation, assured his friends of the Blazing Gods.
"Don't talk nonsense to me, tell me the coordinates, and I'll take a look at it myself." Arudiba was a little impatient.
"Of course there is no problem, but I want to remind you to be mentally prepared."
"What psychological preparation?" Arudiba's unpleasant premonition rose.
"Your granddaughter is a god." Timothy came straight to the point.
"..." Arudiba was silent, he didn't know what to say at this time.
"Not long ago, the master of the ancient prison told me, so you don't have to doubt the authenticity of the content." Timothy added further, deepening his persuasiveness.
"What's the matter?" Arudiba slowly recovered from her consternation, then narrowed her eyes to the lazy dragon in front of her.
His instinct tells him that this matter is inseparable from Timothy, or from this guy's grandson.
"Well, since you want to know so urgently, then I will tell you ... well, the general process is like this."
In a showy tone, Timothy proudly described his grandson to his old friends, planning to become the master plan of the world, but the more he said, the darker the face of Arudiba, when Timothy After speaking, Arudiba's face was somber that he was able to drip water.
"Your grandson, Murya, when did he come in?"
"I don't know about this. It is after us anyway, but he is now much better than you. Even if you want to trouble him, you may not be able to beat him."
Seemingly seeing his old friend's dissatisfaction with his grandson, Timothy reminded him very kindly. At this moment, a layer of crimson irritation appeared on the wing man king who broke the solidification of his racial class.
But as soon as this layer of flames appeared, there was a thundering thunder in the sky, and the world's will always respond slowly to forces beyond the limits and not under control.
"Calm, calm, it's all an old guy, what do you want to do with the juniors?" Seeing the old friend burst out of the body, so that it triggered the thunder of the world's rules, Timothy comforted with a smile, one The deputy looked at the lively and not disturbing gesture.
"Your grandson, he doesn't have much skill, but his vision is not low. When he sees the slightest possibility, he runs to plot the position of the master of the world, and doesn't look at himself a few pounds."
"I think it's okay, after Muriya had this idea. But it was still discussed with Master Shiyu. Since the Master thinks that there is a possibility of success, then I have no problem."
"Your Royal Lord feels that Muriya can succeed? Is this adult planning to personally help you to succeed?"
"Do you think the Titans will do this kind of thing?" Timothy squinted and stared at Arudiba.
"Impossible, but since this is the case, why do the masters think that Muria can succeed?"
"Don't ask me this, you have the ability to ask before the master."
"Forget about this for a while, your grandson is a god, plotting to be the master of the world, why would you pull my granddaughter into the water?"
"What is it that pulls your granddaughter into the water? Will you speak? It's clearly that the two of them are working together. Why did your granddaughter become the victim in your mouth? You know better than me that such a thing as sealing the gods is involuntary, There is no way to succeed. "
"Who knows if your grandson tricked my granddaughter with all sorts of rhetoric to make her a god."
"You guys, forget it, I won't fight with you, go and see your granddaughter yourself, and see if my grandson is intimidating and tempting?"
"Give me the coordinates."
"Here you are."
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"Micah, this is what I pulled from a huge ancient beast, which is the ultimate material for refining artifacts."
In the shrine, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Muriya proudly showed his wife the spoils he obtained by exploiting the serpent, "You can pick whatever you want, take whatever you want, and take it all. I can get another batch in a while. "
"I don't like to use this material to make artifacts, you can ask Gratis if they want it!"
"I have already prepared their copy, enough for them to spend a long time."
"Well, what about Aeolos?" Asked Michaelella, who knew what nature Murray was.
"Oh, Aeolos, um, his copy, I'll prepare it immediately," Murray leaned over her head unconsciously, looking at her wife's head, feeling a little embarrassed by her own thinness, "No He will be missing. "
"According to the return of angel observations I sent, Azeroth's memory is almost awake. You should take him back now." Michaela was fighting for his eldest son's legitimate rights.
"Well, it's time to take him back." Muriya thought for a moment, and finally nodded reluctantly under the gaze of his wife's eyes. "At that time, he will be arranged to command him. Legion. "