Chapter 1610: Mi Qiuer’s Desperate Situation

Niu Dali remembered that when he was in the first domain, he had the honor of seeing the fifth-level god of his own Bull Head tribe!

At this moment, the black dragon in front of him, with its enormous pressure, made him feel that it was no weaker than that of a fifth-level god!

"Mu tribe, come out and tell me why this is happening?" Niu Dali roared loudly.

Living beings do not deserve the right to know, nor do they deserve dignity.

Zhao Yin's will directly broke away from the black dragon. At this time, Zhao Yin's real body was still standing in Niu Dali's world.

In the distance, seven Minotaur Quasi-Gods were fleeing rapidly...

The Wood Clan's clone waved his hand, and endless wood elements descended, instantly transforming into countless vines, carrying a god-level aura.

In an instant, the seven quasi-gods and one hundred and twelve demigods were all bound, and then immediately pulled into the core world...

At this moment, in the desolate world, countless minotaurs were trembling.

They all knelt on the ground, not even daring to look up at the wood creature in the sky!

Zhao Yin's two figures slowly turned around and disappeared in Niu Dali's world!

"There's another first-level god in this Minotaur area!"

Zhao Yin murmured in his heart.

He and his Wood Clan clone reappeared above the clouds, looking at the four living gods in the black dragon's claws.

Two level 2 minotaurs, one level 2 angel, and one level 1 angel!

And inside the tree canopy of the ancestor's clone, Matthew was suppressed by the soul-suppressing nail...

Now, there are five god-level living beings!

"All four dragon claws are occupied. I was planning to leave one behind!"

Zhao Yin murmured, "If a god-level alien race breaks into the core world and I can't free up my dragon claws to defend myself, it will be a big problem!"

Now, Zhao Yin has gone deep into the heartland of the alien race to purchase goods. Although he has the clones of the Wood Clan in charge and there are god-level living beings that can be enchanted at any time... he still cannot feel safe.

"Should we kill a first-level god immediately?" Zhao Yin hesitated.

He was a little reluctant to give up.

The next thing to deal with is just a first-level god, a poor minotaur, who doesn't need any enchantment at all.

These god-level living beings, in addition to being able to frequently obtain some essence, blood, and god flesh, the most important thing is that they can be enchanted!

Enchantment is the hen that produces golden elixir. Only by using it to enchant can he continuously capture god-level living beings, making his living beings more and more.

Only with enough god-level living beings can Zhao Yin feel safe enough...

Zhao Yin looked at the black dragon carefully and suddenly noticed the black dragon's mouth.

"How could I have forgotten this!"

Previously, because the black dragon was so lifelike, he subconsciously regarded it as a normal life.

The black dragon is just a corpse and does not need to eat on a daily basis.

The mouth is naturally fully capable of suppressing living things.

And that mouth can suppress at least a hundred gods!

With this idea in mind, Zhao Yin looked at the black dragon's nostrils, which seemed to be able to suppress it...

Also, its eyelids seem to be able to...

And also...its ears...

Never mind. The ears can't move. They're just two black holes. They can't form an effective restraint...

However, there is also the Black Dragon's chrysanthemum, which can suppress one or two with a little force...

Anyway, the black dragon can’t fart or spray!

At this moment, Zhao Yin felt as if the clouds had parted and the moon had been revealed, and his mood suddenly became brighter.

In fact, he only needed to keep dozens of living gods of higher levels to be used for enchantment at any time.

All the excess ones can be used to kill!

Zhao Yin has always known that the speed at which a god-level living being produces essence, blood, and flesh is extremely slow unless its level drops.

Unless tens of thousands of them are captured, it will be impossible to supply the consumption in the core world.

It is more cost-effective to kill them directly, quickly obtain a large amount of resources, and quickly improve your own strength.

"Thirty living beings, preferably a few Level 3 gods!"

"Once you've caught enough, I'll start slaughtering!"

Zhao Yin secretly calculated that now, he was addicted to the joy of capturing god-level living beings and could not extricate himself.

If nothing unexpected happens, he can continue to arrest people like this...

It won’t be long before his basic attributes will break through one million points, or even two million, three million... or without relying on plug-ins, he will be able to rival god-level life!

At this moment, Zhao Yin was immersed in the blueprint he had drawn for himself, and his whole body was filled with excitement.

Without any hesitation, he immediately took his Wood Clan clone and teleported to the location of the last god of the Bull Head Clan in the Ninth Domain.

The teleportation barrier entered nothingness, and Zhao Yin took out the space bracelet he had just obtained as usual.

As expected, apart from the hundreds of identical demigod-level exclusive battle axes that Niu Dali had accumulated from somewhere, there was basically nothing valuable!

"People shouldn't get carried away just because they have achieved something!"

Zhao Yin murmured, also trying to comfort himself: "The greatest reward is a living god-level being. The most important thing is to keep capturing them smoothly!"

……

boom!

In the void, terrifying thunder and lightning formed a huge net, enveloping the third-level god of the angel clan, Lu Sifu.

A regional overlord of a top clan turned into dust in the endless thunder lake.

Not even a scream could be uttered.

After his death, everything was swallowed up by nothingness.

Hong Wan, the fifth-level god of the Wood Clan, has long vine-like hair fluttering behind him. He is walking on a thunderstorm, carrying a murderous intent, and moving rapidly in the void!

At this moment, he has entered the area where the Minotaur tribe is located.

Of the four angelic gods, only the eleven-winged angel Michael is left.

His mental power spread crazily, instantly covering countless miles of nothingness. In an instant, it locked onto Michael's location...

At this moment, Mi Qiu'er's face was full of panic. The strong wind around her, carrying the aura of a fifth-level god, lifted her up and moved forward rapidly.

Mi Qiuer found that she was lost because she was unfamiliar with the Ninth Domain.

At this moment, I don’t know where I am, let alone how to find external help.

But she knew that if she stopped, she would die...

She could only place all her hopes on the wind rules around her.

But Hong Wan, bathing in the thunder lake, was faster than her. If the three angel gods hadn't slowed Hong Wan down earlier, Mi Qiuer would have been dead by now...

The gap rules around her were constantly being swallowed by nothingness as she spun rapidly, and her speed was getting slower and slower.

A moment later, Mi Qiuer felt Hong Wan behind him.

His aura was filled with rage and a killing intent...

"Miqiu'er, you slaughtered the gods of an entire region of my Wood Clan. Even if Michael himself came today, he couldn't save you!"

Benimaru's hoarse voice echoed, accompanied by a thunderstorm.

Michael gritted his teeth, turned around and slashed with his sword behind him. Endless sword energy suddenly burst out from Michael's sword, forming a terrifying sword shadow.

The terrifying aura, with the power to destroy the heaven and earth, also carried a violent rage as it slashed towards the red pill behind him.