In the eyes of the remaining gods, Lingqing is equivalent to a brick that can grow.
If they can get it, they can become a building on the foundation of Io.
Even if we and others can’t get it, when this brick in Io is built, it will be affected and become true when we live in it.
But for various reasons, Io has fallen into a deep sleep before he can wake up.
After Cyric’s mouth, all the gods thought about it in succession.
Should we take possession alone or find a few allies to work together or find a way to wake up Io?
"gentlemen!" God of peace, Rao, suddenly said, "Maybe we can be together.
Let’s discuss with the new druid first to see if he is willing to help us.
When we refuse, we will form an alliance with you to deal with’ him’. "
The stress pause of the word "He" made the gods ponder.
After a moment’s silence, the magic master Bokabu suddenly agreed, "I can do it!" "
Oghma Bokabu, the god of knowledge, gets along well with the outland knowledge hall.
After seeing him, he also agreed.
As the two agreed with each other, Yu Ruyi, the god of justice, and Perot, the god of light, agreed with each other.
When the orderly and kind gods agreed in succession,
Naraku Ling, a neutral and evil death, said in a voice, "I agree!"
The temple is not a quiet.
Cyric rolled his eyes and echoed, "I, Cyric, would like to join this alliance!"
When this shit-stirring stick joined the alliance, the evil and chaos expressed their participation to God.
On what is everyone’s goal to fish in troubled waters.
Shore unwilling to go will become a swinging target.
Wolida Mara looked at this situation and looked at the huge creatures that kept killing.
Quietly hid himself.
He doesn’t want to get involved in this muddy water, but he doesn’t want to be noticed by others.
Quietly, the incarnation of Walida Mara in Yue Se Garden went to the main plane, the astral world and the spiritual world.
And his own divine power was quietly divided out by him.
Soon, an alliance of all the gods, such as Bokabu, Rao, Naraku, the Lord of the Nine Layers of Hell, Asmo Tears, was established.
After that, they turned their eyes to the first goal after their alliance.
The new druid god!
Chapter one thousand and seventy Cross-class promotion
Lingqing felt the malice of the gods and didn’t leave any hand.
There is no need to cloth any sword array at all, which will spill the four swords of Zhu Xian in turn.
Those who pray for peace will dissipate like grass, that is, some weak powers will be resisted by the gods.
Soon Lingqing crossed the spiritual world and entered Outland.
The outer plane is divided into 17 planes, including Xanadu, Paradise Mountain, Nine-level Hell, and Bottom Abyss, which form a ring.
And outland is that place along with each plane.
In the absolutely neutral camp, gods and souls, praying for peace, etc. are generally in this area.
Lingqing looked around the center peak of Outland with a plate of body.
Like a clock plate, there are sixteen gates around, which can lead to sixteen planes.
The central belt shows a neutral and kind twin paradise trade city, a paradise happy city and a zoo animal city.
Not only is it clearly visible, but it also sends out a pull to him.
But this is based on the camp he chose when practicing druid career, which makes the world divide him.
In fact, he is not a druid professional god, but a god of his own.
It seems to him that all species in the life of the heavens and the earth are creatures of one kind.
The gods are no exception, and so is the crystal wall world.
The aura is the source of life, and there is no distinction between good and evil, and it is also beyond the disorder.
In a state of absolute neutrality and local conditions.
The fact that he can choose to go to a plane does not affect his strength.
Not only that, this world is like a bubble world to him.
Everything is nothing but illusion except inspiration.
Seeing the gathering place of these gods strengthened him even more.
Even if he is influenced by this world and makes his strength come into play, there is no difference between the gods of this world.