Chapter 470 Departure, Goal, Divine World!

A trace of evil spirit floated from Atre's eyebrows, sat cross-legged, and began his practice after the war with Dongfang Canglong Xuanyuan. A few months later, on the edge of Lanling City, at the foot of the mountains.

The dark golden light rose to the sky, as if to tear the whole sky today. The dazzling brilliance stirred in the sky. At this moment, that dark gold replaced all the wonderful colors in the sky.

On the ground, at the beginning of the dark golden light, a long-haired young man sat upright. Isn't the dark golden light emanating from his body?

At this moment, he seems to have become the center of the whole world. The previous chaotic color of nothingness has also become the color of thick dark gold, which is the exclusive color of his origin!

In addition to the golden light, Yaya and others clenched their fists and looked nervously, and their eyes showed unconcealed excitement.

"It's done, this time it's really done. The Dark Devil King finally appeared! This boy has finally broken through the realm of the eighth-level nine-turn demon master!" Andrew said with an excited face.

Yes, it was Atre who was in the dark golden light.

Arture practiced in the magical gravity boundary for a period of time, and the last battle with Xuanyuan almost killed him. The weak Atre left the gravity boundary, which made him feel for the first time that the air on the surface was so wonderful. It turned out that the world was so easy, and there were all kinds of magic active in the air. The element is so kind.

Atre, who was already weak at that time, did not need any supervision at all. He began to practice in the embrace of Lan Yu.

This period of experience is not only the improvement of Atre's actual combat experience, but also the harsh environment also makes their body's ability to resist pressure stronger. After he is weak, he has a feeling of rebirth.

Especially after the battle with the strong Canglong Xuanyuan, this feeling was particularly strong. Coupled with his own perception, he finally broke through the bottle cap a few months later and entered the highest level of the dark demon warrior.

has also become the real dark demon king in Tarot mythology!!

The eighth and ninth levels of the dark demon warriors are completely two concepts. Even if they are common on the two continents, there are at least hundreds of eighth-order supreme strong people, but there are only ten people in the ninth level. Most of the eighth levels can't touch the threshold of the ninth level in their lives. This requires not only one's own efforts, but also opportunities and talents.

There is no doubt that the realm of the ninth-order Dark Demon Emperor of the Dark Demon Warrior is not the same concept as other cultivation systems at all. The ninth level of the Dark Demon Warrior represents the direct progress to the divine level, which is the realm beyond the Lord God, which is the realm closest to the creation of the world!

The shocking dark golden light converged in the air and turned into a long rainbow, and the tattoo fell into Atre's body and disappeared. At this time, Atre seemed to exude a faint layer of precious light all over his body, with a special temperament.

If in the past, like other magicians, he was a vegetarian absorber, then now he has become a part of the chaotic spirit of nature.

There is no need for her to do anything at all. The energy in the air naturally gathers around him and waits for him to be dispatched.

This is the gap between the eighth-order nine-turn demon master and the ninth-order dark demon emperor.

"Woo Yi Yi" Aatre breathed for a long time and slowly opened a pair of dark golden eyes. Two cold electricity flashed, which was frightening. A rare smile appeared on her cold and delicate face.

Andrew can be said to be the happiest about Atre's progress. He seems to have verified every step of Atre from Atrai to today's Dark Demon Emperor. He can call it Atre's mandatory Bole. It can be said that without Andrew, there would be no Atre today!

Andrew actually regarded Atre as his disciple. The disciples he handed over surpassed him to the top of the pyramid. How can he be unhappy as a mentor?

"Congratulations, boy, you have also become our leader in strength!" Xuanyuan said with a smile, and the others also came forward to congratulate.

Atre smiled and said, "Kid, thank you for your cultivation!"

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The crystal clear magic message crystal emitted a hazy light under the concentration of Atre's magic. A moment later, a three-inch-sized faint figure appeared above the crystal.

"My subordinate Mirgalet met his master." The handsome figure of the golden god respectfully saluted Atre, as if he was waiting for the order.

The golden god is really amazingly beautiful. Like a woman, she has a fight with the Pope. Atre said with a faint smile, "I'm about to leave for the divine world. Everything has to bother you."

Mirgalet said hurriedly, "Follow all the master's orders and ask the master to order."

Atre said, "Find a reason to tell your subordinates to return to the divine world, and then come to me immediately. Be careful not to let anyone notice your behavior."

"Yes, master, Mirgalet understands."

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"To tell my father that Atre has been tricked. He ordered his subordinates to cover him to dive into the divine world immediately. His subordinates clearly felt that he was different from before and seemed to have broken through a bottleneck!"

"Milgalet, you did a good job. Everything should be done according to the plan and must not reveal any flaws. In order not to make him suspicious, you might as well give him a taste first."

"My father, please rest assured that everything has been arranged, and this time I will definitely make this evil obstacle come and go back!"

................................................................................................................................ The trip to the divine world is just around the corner, and the future is unpredictable. No one knows what will happen, so in the past few days, Ling Yixuan and Daska are particularly obsessed with Atre. That enthusiasm almost melted into Atre.

The twelve gods of Taro are also ready for everything and can go out at any time. Even Pope John Paul of the Vatican and Noker Ivan, the ancestor of the Ivan family, have come to Lanling City!

After that, another uninvited guest came to Lanling City, that is, the god of war of the dwarf clan, Dott Zzya Ra Xin!

Accompanied by Dott's God of War was also Carben, the elder of the dwarf clan. He stood behind Dott with respect and looked up at Atre with a smile.

The dwarf god of war Dortmund's short body took a step forward and felt the strong breath deliberately released by Atre, which shocked him. Before that, he had been the world's strongest, but in the king's momentum of Atre, he felt that he was a frog at the bottom of the well, and he also felt about this visit. Fortunately, he knew that if such a big enemy was erected, it would be difficult for the dwarfs to get along in the future!

"Dear Lord the Dark Demon God, on behalf of the Dwarf, I apologize to you. I regret your sister's sacrifice. We have enough evidence to prove that this is a brother's conspiracy, which is deliberately intensifying the hostility between our dwarfs and the conquerors. The culprit, Aso Qianniao's head again!" With that, while Dott waved his hand, a head appeared on the ground.

From Aso Qianniao's round eyes full of blood, you can see his fear of death.

Atre looked at the head of Aso Qianniao, a burst of sadness. He looked at this bloody head and seemed to figure out in an instant. For example, how his sister was no longer there. He looked at the god of war Dort and said, "If you a thousand birds of Aso thousands of times, or even exterminate your dwarfs, you can rebirth my sister. I will definitely do it, but she is no longer there. Everything is in vain. Don't worry about me retaliating against you. The Dwarves are a peace-loving race. I hope you can continue your racial spirit.

When the dwarf god of war Dott heard the first half of Atre's sentence, he took a deep breath and said respectfully, "The Dwarf is willing to follow the Dark Lord!"

"Ha ha, I don't need it at present. If possible, I hope you can wait in Lanling City with my teachers and friends while I'm away."

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The red light on the top of the mountain gradually disappeared: it showed a monotonous dark blue.

The night shrouded the mountain gorge. In the dark silence, in front of everyone, there are such traces: the lush forest, behind the forest is the steep slope of tice, and the lonely vertical cliff above, just like the death with his eyes closed... After a while, the traces will disappear. Climbing in the mountain gorge at night.

The day of departure finally came. When Atre was lingering with Lan Yu in the Moon Hall, a power fluctuation suddenly flashed in Atre's heart, and he immediately stopped violating her.

The Lord of Gold is coming. There is the power of Atre in his body, and Atre can sense the arrival of the Gold God.

That night, Atre was enjoying the blue feather under his body to meet him wholeheartedly. At the moment of this slightly weak pause, the blue feather moaned in protest, like a jade pink arm holding his neck tightly and saying, "Rae, don't stop..."

Atre quickly kissed her on the forehead, and then sent her into the wonderful world as quickly as possible.

Lan Yu screamed and collapsed softly, and his mind was blank and lost his mind in bliss.

Atre stood up, put away the beautiful and incredible ** delicate body of the jade man with great pity, then covered a soft towel on it, and then put on his clothes and strode out of the tent.

It was midnight at this time. A team of patrol soldiers patrolled around the camp and saluted in front of Atre.

Atre waved his hand to them, and opened his wings behind him and flew straight to the outside of Lanling City. He could sense that the Golden God was waiting for him.

According to the guidance of the soul, Atre landed on a small peak. As soon as his feet touched the ground, an extremely unrestrained figure appeared in front of Atre. He knelt on one knee and said, "My lord, Mirgalet, see the master."

A handsome and breath-kilating man with blonde hair as bright as the sun knelt on one knee in front of Atre. It was Milgalet, one of the seven elements of the divine world.

Atre reached out and helped him up and said, "There is no need to be so polite. Milgaret, you didn't notice when you came here, did you?

Mirgalet raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "Don't worry, no matter what I do, no one will doubt it. I told the water god that they said that I would go back to the divine world to report to the Creator God, and no one would notice that I came here."

Atre looked at the Golden God thoughtfully. Although his heart had been controlled, his temperament had not changed at all. When she said this, she unconsciously exuded a kind of pride and self-confidence.

Atre took Mirgalet into the barracks of Lanling City without shocking anyone.

After stepping into the handsome tent, Atre triggered a magic lamp, and the wide handsome tent was suddenly filled with soft white light.

"sit down."

Atre signaled to Milvalette. Since Atre took him into the handsome tent, he seemed to be a little nervous. There was also a trace of panic in his eyes when he looked at Atre. At this point, Atre had doubts, but he felt that this might be an illusion, the golden god who had been controlled by his heart. How can you be alarmed by him?

After Mirgalet sat down, Atre said, "We will leave early tomorrow morning. In addition to us, there will be other people walking with us and secretly bringing so many people into the divine world. Is that okay?"

Milcalet said, "Don't worry, as long as you cover it up a little, even if there are too many people."

Atre said "Yes" with satisfaction, and suddenly got up and said, "You take a rest here first. I'll come to you tomorrow morning."

The next morning, Atre got up early. After informing everyone, he took them to the handsome tent. Mirgalet seemed to have expected that Atre would come to him so early and was sitting in the tent waiting.

As soon as Atre and others appeared, Milgalet immediately got up and saluted.

Atre said to Xing Yang, who came with him, "Now that Mirgalet has arrived, we should start to act immediately. Teacher, I will leave everything here to you after I leave.

Xing Yang's eyes flashed with worried eyes and said, "Xiao Lei, go and come back safely!"

At this time, Ling Yixuan and Daska women gathered around. Everyone's beautiful eyes were full of affection and worried tears, staring at Atre silently. This time, only Yaya and Lan Yu accompanied, and they wanted to go but couldn't follow.

Atre's heart is also very difficult to leave, but he has to force a smile. Only Gu said easily, "Look at you bitches who are about to say goodbye forever. You just see me off like this. Come on, laugh."

Atre stretched out his hands and pressed them on Daska's breakable pink cheeks, and pulled the corners of her lips to make her smile, but the girls did not smile. Instead, shining tears rolled down from Daska's beautiful eyes and fell on Atre's fingers.

Atre was cruel and suddenly turned around. He suppressed the sadness in his heart and said, "Let's go!" He knew that he could not delay any longer. He looked affectionately and reluctantly at the beautiful women who were silent in tears, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said "go" to take the lead in spreading his wings and soar into the air.

The twelve gods will then follow and fly up, and our figure will soon melt into the dark sky of the demon world and disappear from the sight of the feathered women.

"Wow..."

Daska finally couldn't stand crying in Ling Yixuan's arms. So did Zi Yaner, and soon cried into a group of tearful beauties.

Ling Yixuan looked at the disappearing sky of Atre and muttered to herself, "Brother Lei, you must come back safely..."

Through the clouds and facing the bright sunshine, the Dark Demon King in Tarot mythology is about to step into the realm of the divine world.

The decisive battle with the divine world is finally about to begin. What kind of fate will be waiting for Atre? Atre turned around and shouted loudly, "I, Atre, will definitely come back!"

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