Chapter 30 Miracle

In the virtual world, Jiulong watched the white bone flame sphere emit a gloomy breath. The breath shrouded there, and it turned into the white bone mountains, and the vegetation and lakes were close to white bones.

Seeing all this, Jiulong was shocked. He did not know what the virtual world was, but he was sure that the virtual world was absolutely a treasure, and there was no doubt that Jiulong could not let this ghost capture it.

Suddenly, Kowloon broke out, and a strong golden light was released and directly hit those white bone mountains. The white bone mountains instantly turned into white smoke and disappeared without a trace. However, when the golden light swept away, the white smoke began to condense into white bone mountains again.

Kowloon was shocked. When Jiulong and Barker competed for the virtual world, it was the same. Jiulong quickly thought about how to deal with it. Suddenly, the inspiration flashed and came to his mind. With a roar, the golden sun transformed into Jiulong in an instant, and a towering golden Kowloon tower slowly appeared. Nine golden dragons looked up to the sky and sang, with a powerful breath fluctuating.

"Kowloon attack, take ghosts!" There was a sound from the huge golden tower. Suddenly, nine golden dragons turned into nine golden lights and rushed straight to the white bone flame ball.

Ah——

The white bone flame ball suddenly fainted. He roared crazily and could no longer assimilate the virtual world. He turned into a meteor and escaped crazily. However, the speed of the nine dragons was faster. With a brush, it caught up. When the nine dragons approached the white bone flame ball, the sphere suddenly slowed down and the sphere slowly became smaller. Unexpectedly It was directly evaporated.

Nine dragons chanted and shuttled again. After a round, the white bone color on the ground has been restored as before, and the scenery is still beautiful, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

buzz——

Kowloon changed, another hot sun, and then came the long sigh of Kowloon, "This ghost is the realm of the ten-level strong. Compared with Bakr, it is really mud!"

Kowloon withdrew from the virtual world and looked at his body. He saw golden silk lines flowing down like mercury, surrounding the spiritual original fetus in Dantian. The spiritual original fetus seemed to have received a great tonic and began to absorb violently. The mercury-like spiritual power turned into silk threads and slowly integrated along the umbilical cord of the baby. Go in.

The baby's pulse beat more clearly. Jiulong looked at the baby happily and felt it growing at a very slow speed. He was ecstatic, and a feeling of nurturing his soul arises spontaneously.

The mercury-like spiritual power slowly condensed and turned into a golden drop of water, clinging to the baby, providing nutrition for the baby all the time. "It seems that more ghosts will be hunted and fire in the future to let the baby grow up quickly. At that time, it should be the later stage of practicing the gas god, that is, the ninth-level martial artist! "

After finishing this, Jiulong withdrew from the state of internal vision and slowly opened his eyes. A golden light flashed away. In an instant, Jiulong slowly opened his eyes and saw everyone looking at themselves respectfully. Their attitude was extremely pious, as if they were kneeling down to their gods.

These people only saw the generous golden light on Jiulong's forehead, and a golden dragon glittered, and sometimes there was a secret dragon roar. The majestic dragon roared their hearts, and their souls fluctuated. Sometimes the black light flashed and the magic patterns suddenly appeared, but in the end they were suppressed and swallowed up by the golden dragon.

Plop——

At the moment when Jiulong opened his eyes, everyone knelt down on their knees. They bent down deeply and touched their heads to the ground. The old people burst into tears and covered the corners of their eyes with fishtail patterns. "Your Excellency, thank you for taking this ghost. Our whole clan has been harmed by him!"

When Jiulong heard this, he was a little stunned. He looked at the old men, frowned slightly, and asked slowly, "Don't you kneel down devoutly? How can you hate him again?"

"In my lord's words, since four years ago, a miracle has fallen here, a skull has fallen, and a divine oracle has been lowered, so that we can offer a pair of boys and girls every day." The leading old man's voice was vicissitudes, trembling, bitter and full of resentment. "At first, we did not obey, but when disaster came, our subordinate families died one after another. We can only obey the oracle and sacrifice our dear children every day!"

When Jiulong heard this, he suddenly realized. Look at these people. Although they are old, most of them have practiced fighting spirit, and there are several seven-level martial artists. Jiulong narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "Why do you exploit your subordinate families and make it difficult for them to walk? Their old people and women don't even have enough to eat!"

"Your Excellency, there is nothing we can do. A large clan is composed of countless families, and we don't want our people to suffer from hunger, but the tribal chief said that we have to follow the expedition to the mainland!" The old man cried again.

Wangling——

At this moment, suddenly, the whole dark night sky was bright, and a huge flame ball came down from the sky, burning a blazing flame, but strangely, the flame actually emitted a slightly peaceful atmosphere, shining on people's souls, which was comfortable and friendly.

The sudden change made Jiulong involuntarily raise his head, and his strong spiritual power suddenly released, directly wrapped around the firelight. But at this time, the flame unexpectedly conveyed a slight affinity along Kowloon's spiritual power, which seemed to be the embrace of his mother. He couldn't help but make Jiulong's desire.

Wangling——

The flame fell not far from Jiulong. Jiulong explored carefully and saw that it was a fiery red statue of more than three feet tall. The statue was vivid and lifelike, and no different from a real person. He was wearing a robe, holding a feather fan in his hand, flying hair, a kind face and extremely handsome.

The statue was surrounded by a blazing flame. When the flame touched the ground, it burned up. But strangely, the flame was not hot at all, and the earth suddenly changed. The place where the flame burned unexpectedly grew suddenly. In the blink of an eye, a huge red temple was in the shape. Cheng, the temple is extremely exquisite, which can be described as carved beams and paintings, and beautiful flame flowers are gorgeously carved on it, which is very beautiful.

At the moment when the temple was formed, the bright night sky returned to calm, still as dark as ink, but where the flame temple stood quietly.

"The miracle general!" All the elders quickly crawled on the ground. He read words in his mouth, muttered and prayed, and knelt down piously.

Kowloon looked at it blankly and was a little at a loss. Suddenly, he reacted and choked. He pulled out the dragon sword and the phoenix sword, gently stepped up and approached the temple. The temple gate opened automatically. Kowloon was stunned. He stopped and looked up at the magnificent In the hall, Jiulong took two steps back and wanted to turn around and leave. What happened here was so strange that he was also a little afraid.

"Kowloon, come in. We haven't seen each other for a long time!" An affinity voice sounded in Kowloon's brain. As soon as he heard it, he was shocked. He slowly turned his head and looked at the old people kneeling down. Seeing that they were unconscious, he was suddenly shocked, but the friendly voice made people unable to throw themselves into his arms.

Jiulong took a step. He wanted to see who was pretending to be a ghost. Suddenly, Jiulong stepped into the hall and squeaked. The temple door automatically closed. There were no candles in the hall, but it was as bright as day. There was nothing here except a statue. Jiulong looked at the statue in surprise and looked around.

Suddenly, the fire flashed on Jiulong's shoulder, and Jiulong was shocked. There was indeed a flame flower tattoo on his shoulder, but there had never been any reaction, but at this moment, it actually emitted a gorgeous light.

"Who are you? Don't pretend to be a ghost. Come out!" Kowloon suddenly raised his sword and shouted in horror.

"Kowloon, remember my name 'Green Smoke God'. Yes, I embroidered the flame flowers on your body. You died and I saved them, including your dragon sword and Feng sword. The vast spiritual power is also given to you by me. It can be said that everything about you today is It was given by my Green Smoke God, including your life!"

Kowloon was stunned. He did die in battle, but later he was resurrected. Since then, there has been a flame flower on his shoulders, and his true spirit has also changed. His quality is so high that it is rare in the world. It can melt iron and alchemy, which is invincible. Later, he suddenly appeared a vast spiritual power, such as the dragon sword and the phoenix sword. He did not have Pay more attention, but now that I think of it, this is not a chess game that has already been played.

"Don't be nervous, I won't hurt you. The expedition to the Mankra tribe is my oracle. The Mankra people are backward and need to develop. As long as the people here follow my oracle, I will protect the Mankla people, let the civilization in your mind take root and germinate on this land and let the backward people grow up. From then on, Man The Kra tribe changed its name to 'Kowloon tribe'!"

The more he heard, the more shocked he became. He didn't believe that there were really gods in the world. Even if they were called gods, they were those who were highly cultivated. However, listening to this voice completely subverted Jiulong's cognition, he was a little panicked and confused. He shouted at the statue, "Are you a ghost?"

"Kowloon, there are some things you don't need to know. When you become a god, everything will come to light up. With the oracle of the green smoke god, your civilization will be spread. The regions you conquer will bring miracles, so that the people can unite as one to build a strong Kowloon tribe and support you as the supreme chief!"

Wangling——

The hall was dark, and everything calmed down. Jiulong looked at the dragon sword and the phoenix sword in his hand and walked towards the hall at a loss.