"The victory or defeat is determined by one person's strength, this is the battle in the mythical age."

Ji Le felt the close combat in the east and west directions, and felt inexplicably.

In the mythical age, demigod heroes with divine blood walked on the earth. Each demigod has the powerful strength to destroy city-states and kill ten thousand people. Every demigod hero is an important bargaining chip that dominates the battle situation and affects the direction of the continent.

In this era, ordinary soldiers are just badges tied around the waists of demigod heroes, and are the heads for their measurement of military achievements.

"But I don't have the right to talk to others."

Because His Highness, who is condensed with 100,000 citizens, 400,000 slaves, and thousands of miles of land, is also a powerful demigod. He stands at the top of the pyramid of the earth and is enough to look down on the heroes.

"But there are only two days left at the moment..." Thinking of the scene in his nightmare, Ji Le's heart became even more gloomy. In two days, he might face the tragedy of a new generation.

Suddenly, Ji Le, who was sitting on the sickbed, straightened his back and looked coldly at the west: "Do you really think that I, a sick tiger, can't kill you?"

Ji Le burst into a magnificent momentum, and his consciousness merged with his country and turned into a giant spirit standing between the earth.

At this moment, only the companions of Guoling with the same identity exist in Ji Le's vision.

A huge body of national spirits stands on the earth, and their bodies emit humanity, which is in sharp contrast to the black aura entangled on their bodies.

That's right, the national spirit of Xia Kingdom is sick.

From the perspective of the national spirits, they can clearly perceive the current situation of Xia Kingdom.

Guo Ling of Xia Kingdom sat cross-legged on the ground, in a state of depressed spirit and drowsy look. He was wrapped in endless black air, and his own civilization was bleak.

In the West, two national spirits showed helpless expressions. Driven by the power in the dark, they slowly walked to the side of the spirit of Xia Kingdom. Close their eyes, and the two national spirits swung their fists to hit Ji Le.

The kingdoms such as Bardo, Tumu and others watched coldly, without intending to stop the fight. Several national spirits even showed gloating expressions.

Ji Le suddenly stood up and slapped the two national spirits away: "So that's it. This is also my first real battle between countries. It turns out that the battle of mortals can also affect our level?"

The two Guolings stood up, looking reluctant, Yaoyao nodded and apologized to Ji Le, and returned to his position.

A silver bell-like laughter sounded in the distance, and Doya Guoling explained with a smile: "It's not just that. The country interacts with the people, and mortals start wars, which will cause fights between us. For example, if you punch me, I'll beat you. Even if we don't have the will in this regard, it will cause similar results at the level of the Guoling."

For example, these two unlucky Guolings, the king of their family accepted the oracle of the God of War, participated in the battle to siege the border station and sneak attack the Xia Kingdom. Therefore, at the level of Guoling, it also changed into Guoling's attack on Ji Le.

The conscience of heaven and earth, they both did not intend to face Xia State at all.

Because they understand that the demigod-level national spirit is not easy to deal with. Don’t look at the illness that makes them so sick, crushing them two small countries can be easily done.

Ji Le glanced at the two kingdom spirits and continued to talk to Duoya king spirit: "So, if there is a battle between our kingdom spirits, it will be displayed at the mortal level?"

Duoya Guoling's face suddenly turned mute: "I advise you not to have this idea."

When the fighting between the national spirits will directly affect fate, leading to the two countries starting a national war.

"We stand on the earth and the sky above our heads. We are special spirits similar to Earth Mother and also the catalyst for the evolution of destiny. When we fight between us, we are two countries fighting on the earth, and the time is calculated in years."

There is no winner in national wars. Therefore, the demigod-level national spirits will arbitrate and suppress, and avoid real wars between national spirits as much as possible. Even if there are some differences, the battle must be limited to a small scale and the death of national spirits cannot be caused.

Because, they have too few similarities.

"If you say so, you are sick to me and don't seem to be planning to plot against me?" Ji Le looked around at the national spirits around him. Everyone shook their heads and said that they did not dare to fight against a demigod.

But they can't control whether the kings will attack Xia Kingdom. And there are also several national spirits who are ulterior motives and plan to take the opportunity to get some benefits from Ji Le.

Indeed, national wars should not break out between the national spirits as much as possible. But if Ji Le could not survive this disaster, they would not mind dividing the body of the Xia Kingdom Spirit and assimilating it into a part of themselves.

The head-on confrontation between the national spirits can be carried out to annex and merge each other!

This is a taboo among the taboos of the national spirit, and it is also a point that all the demigod kingdom spirits try their best to avoid.

After Ji Le and Duoya communicated, they didn't say anything, held their cheeks and posed in a contemplative posture.

"At present, they fear me, not only because they are worried about my strength, but also because I am a real demigod, born with an equal status with the national spirits of Duoya, Tumu and others. But if I am not here, I will be replaced by a new national spirit..."

Ji Le doesn't think that a national spirit who started from scratch can have the same status as several demigods. I'm afraid that the newborn baby national spirit will be bullied here at that time?

"This situation must be avoided. The conditions for Mother Earth to force me to kill me are just a last resort. If possible, it is best to find a way to make me survive. Because I believe that my existence is much more meaningful than a little baby."

"The Seven-day Curse of the Plague Gun, I wonder if there is any way for His Highness Feng'e?"

...

"Let me out!"

In the Void Courtyard, Feng E's scream came from a gorgeous palace.

She came back to ask the sisters for medicines for treatment of the plague. Unexpectedly, the Lord of the North Wind collided and locked her in the palace and imprisoned her.

The goddess was furious and fell on the floor with exquisite objects.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that no one around was paying attention, she had to sulk.

"I don't know, how Ji Le is now." The goddess took out a well-preserved mirror from the ground and projected the situation in the world.

However, Xia Kingdom was covered by a fog. Even when the national spirit was weakest, it still used its own strength to form a barrier to cover the eyes of the gods.

Seeing the blurry light and shadow on the mirror, Feng E was so angry that she threw the mirror out again.

Bang-

The mirror hit the gate and was reflected back into the hall by the barrier. Feng E sneered a few times and stared at the barrier and blasted several divine powers. But these same-original wind powers were immediately absorbed by the barrier and had no effect at all.

Yu Hong walked in at this time, saw Feng E's actions, frowned and said, "You are so old, you are still a childish temper!" She waved her hand and blew a gust of gentle wind, and all the fragments of the items on the ground disappeared.

"You are here just in time, help me break the seal outside!" Feng E pointed to the golden barrier at the entrance of the palace. This barrier set by the Lord of North Wind wrapped the palace, making her unable to escape from this palace.

"The Father God locked you up for your own good."

"I understand, but I don't need it. I have grown up and can handle affairs independently." Feng E took out a bold gesture and sat on the ground casually: "I know that God of Father is worried that I will fight against the God of War. However, I am safer in the earth than the Void Courtyard."

Because of the artifact protection of Mother Earth God, her suppression on the earth is smaller than that of other gods.

Yu Hong pondered for a while and suddenly asked, "Are you going to save the spirit of Xia Kingdom?"

"Of course, that's my initial refugee country." Feng E said seriously: "My path to rise must start from Xia Country. I believe that Xia Country will become a powerful country that is not inferior to Tumu."

And she will take this opportunity to become a real goddess.

"The premise is that they can survive this level."

"So, as a shelter god, I need help."

Yu Hong stared at her sisters and spoke slowly: "In the north, there is a Mount Apat that is shrouded in thunder all year round. There is a silver grass on the top of the mountain. That grass can be used with the moonlight water to modulate drugs that can relieve plague."

"Apat Mountain?" Feng E thought: "The grass you mentioned was not something that the ancestor god gave to the Thunder lineage, right?"

"That's right."

"Is there any other medicine in Void Courtyard?"

The plague is spread through "wind", so it is a derivative priest controlled by the Wind God. If the ancestor of Wind God has a divine grass that can restrain the plague poison, it is impossible that this one is the only one.

"Then I don't know. The Ancestor God is not at home at the moment. I heard that I went to the Moon Temple." The goddess glanced at her sister: "I don't know who the Ancestor God went for."

Feng E smiled embarrassedly, and then she looked up: "Since the ancestor god can't get it, then go to Mount Apat. Even if I encounter the Lord of Thunder, I will get this magic medicine!"

Seeing Feng E's firm attitude, the goddess handed over her scepter: "Your wind wheel is not on you, I lend you my scepter."

"Thank you!" Feng E gave her sister a big hug: "However, it's not necessary for the time being."

"To me, the artifact is just a medium for controlling divine power. Without the artifact, it just means that the destructive power is difficult to control. Don't worry, I just break into the thunder mountain, I can handle it!"

Then, she looked at Yu Hong with anticipation.

The goddess shook her head, looked helpless, took out the seal of the mother god and gently buckled the surface of the barrier. Suddenly, a high passage of a person rose in the barrier: "Be careful on the road."

"Thank you!" Feng E rushed out of the passage and headed straight to the lower boundary.

On the way, several guards of the divine beasts noticed something was wrong and planned to come over to stop them.

"Get back!" The young goddess Qingling, who was riding a big fish, stopped the divine beasts bred in the wind: "You are divine beasts raised by God of Father. Go back obediently, I won't cause trouble for you. Otherwise, I'll stew you all!"

The divine beast feared the divine nature of Qing Ling, and was the favorite little daughter of the Lord of North Wind... The divine beasts looked at each other, pretending to suddenly faint, and lay in front of the Void Courtyard.

"Hmph, you are smart." Qing Ling turned his head and looked in the direction where Feng E escaped.
Chapter completed!