Chapter 356: Unexpectedly, Nine consecutive victories

It seems like the past few seconds, and it also seems like the past eternal years.

Anyway, Chris is still Chris, Lei Mo is still Chris.

The endless turbulent space turbulence seems to have been like this forever, endless.

"That's over, then my Netherworld Fruit is here?"

A lazy voice suddenly came into Chris' ears, awakening her from the petrification.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. This is the supreme artifact, why can you freely paint it so easily?"

At this moment, Chris's face was filled with shock and confusion.

The two attacks used by the main artifact and the supreme artifact are not much different from the second attack except for the greater momentum of the second attack, from Chris' perspective.

"Ah, no, you are not trying to be lazy! Also, where did your eyes see me relaxed and freehand?

"To resist your move, I used my strength to take care of it, okay?

"If you don't believe it, you can ask Rachel, the master of the water system.

"I really use my strength to feed my breasts!"

Ignoring Lei Mo's chatter, Chris suddenly turned around and flew.

"I will send the Netherworld Fruit to the Earth God Realm."

As cold as before, a little bleak sound came, interrupting Lei Mo's endless long-lasting words.

"I'll go, if you want to say this earlier, then what else should I say?"

After getting what he wanted, Lei Mo no longer delayed and flew towards the earth god realm at a very fast speed.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect. I, Moric, still have such a day to work hard!"

The earth god realm.

In a mansion in the Blood-Sove Main City, Molic opened a jar of billion-year-old wine, and said with a smile as he drank.

"Didn't the young master say that this jar of 'Red Xia Zui' is to be left specifically for your father to taste?"

Bailey, who looked young and young, asked in disbelief.

"You know, my father has never been home. I drank this jar first, and in another 100 million years, there will definitely be the next batch of red shiny fruits."

After drinking half a jar of wine, Molic, who was already blushing, said indifferently.

"But, the Hongxia Fruit Tree is dead."

Bailey, who has red lips and white teeth, wants to continue to refute.

But Molic waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Don't care about these details! Look, through my hundreds of billions of years of hard work, today, Molic, I, was finally promoted to the elder of the Council of the Blood Hoofed Main City. Such a grand event,

Isn’t it more important than a jar of red glow?”

"That's true." Bailey still recognizes Moric's efforts in the past 100 billion years.

"The next step is to be promoted to one of the seven ruling elders of the Blood-shoe Main City with my efforts and strength."

The weight of this jar of Hongxiazui is quite good. A magic array for storage and quality maintenance is set up in the special wine jar.

Therefore, it is possible that there is so much wine in a pond in a small-sized jar.

But Hongxia Zui is not that cheap, so there is not so much wine in the wine jar.

"Young Master, that's not easy."

It wasn't Bailey's dismantling his young master's station, it's too long since.

The original rights structure of the Blood-Sound Main City can no longer meet the current rapid development trend.

Of course, there is no city lord.

However, the Bloodhoof Council, which originally managed the Bloodhoof Main City, launched two rounds of reorganizations.

In the first round of reorganization, a council elder was added to the upper level of the Blood-hoof Elder.

Many major events will be placed in the Blood Hoof Parliament after discussion by the elders of the parliament and will be decided by the vote of all the Blood Hoof Elders.

Generally speaking, not particularly wrong decisions can basically be passed.

In the second round of reorganization, a ruling elder was added to the higher level of the elders of the parliament.

This is the right structure.

In fact, most ruling elders do not care about these specific affairs at all, and the specific government affairs are still handled by the elders of the parliament.

However, the power of the ruling elder is here. As for whether to use it or not, it depends on the decision of the ruling elder.

The threshold for the ordinary Blood Hoof Elder is the Seven-Star Demon, the threshold for the Council Elder is the first entry into Shura, and the threshold for the ruling elder is the Peak Shura.

Threshold strength only represents the lower limit of strength rather than the upper limit.

If you want to become the Blood-Hoven Elder or even the Council Elder, you have to go through layers of screening and assessment.

A series of tasks need to be completed and certain achievements must be achieved.

Molic was able to be promoted to the elder of the parliament and clearly reached the strength of Shura.

However, this is only a threshold requirement.

In the past 100 billion years, Molic has been committed to achieving promotion tasks and achievements.

It's really not easy.

Regardless of the drunk Molic, Bailey continued to talk: "Young Master, I didn't hit you, and you don't see who all these seven ruling elders?"

The ruling elders do not set any upper limit like the Blood-Hoven Elders and the Council Elders.

There are only seven ruling elders in the Blood-Sound Main City - the capable ones are superior and the mediocre ones are inferior.

The so-called ability must also include strength.

Strength is an important assessment criterion for becoming a ruling elder, but not the only criterion.

Seven ruling elders.

According to the division of labor, there were originally two war elders, two internal elders and two external elders.

There is also an intelligence elder.

The two war elders, one is the Great Perfection Green of the Water System and the other is the Great Perfection Chester of the Fire System.

Not only that, these two Dzogchen attack and defense are still divine beasts, which is much more terrifying than the average Dzogchen strength.

As Dzogchen, Green and Chester's strengths have been tested in practice.

Ninisha, the Thunder-type Great Perfection, has fought against Green and Chester one by one as the first envoy under the Thunder-type master.

Not to mention that you are not a match at all, you are at an absolute disadvantage.

As for the remaining five elders, they are all powerful and have certain professional expertise, and they cannot be replaced by Molic.

"Young Master, you should do your current position as the elder of the parliament. As for the ruling elder, just follow the circumstances."

Bailey didn't say anything: "The ruling elder may not have a chance, but the Blood-hoofed Lord has great hope."

I talked for a long time but couldn't hear my young master's reaction.

Bailey swept his spiritual sense and saw that Molic was already asleep in the wine jar.

"This Hongxia Zui is really domineering! The young master is so powerful that he has just entered Shura, and he is also a thunder elemental body. He can still get drunk?"

A water curtain was sprinkled in a wave of his hand, protecting Molic, and Bailey turned around and walked out of the mansion.

"Wow, it's so boring. I really want to go to the plane battlefield for another walk."

Bailey's misty eyes flashed with confusion.

In order to complete the assessment task issued by the Bloodhoof Parliament, Molic has been on the plane battlefield.

With the full cooperation of Bailey, Bill and Savoron, Molic killed a commander in the opposite camp.

As a result, it attracted the joint pursuit of several commanders.

After seeing Molic, all the firepower poured onto Bill, Bailey and Savoron.

Specifically, it was poured into Bailey, who gave him the talented magical power of rebound damage?

It's passively triggered.

Molic is the child of the Lord God, and all the lords and commanders who join the plane battlefield know about it.

Ordinary soldiers who participated in the war certainly didn't know, but Molic did not participate in the final battle of the Galaxy Pass.

There will be no danger.

The fierce battle really scared Molic.

Now Molic still noticed something was wrong.

But he always attributed all this to his father's powerful reputation, so that the commanders on the plane battlefield did not dare to attack him.

Morric's thinking process was right, but the result was just wrong.

Time passed by, and plane wars went round after round.

The major gods have spent their time in constant confrontation and union.

Finally, the heavens won eight consecutive victories on the plane battlefield.

It triggered a joint targeting of the nine gods including the Wind God Realm, the Dark God Realm, the Underworld and the Life God Realm.
To be continued...