Chapter 8

"Teacher Xia Bing, quick, stop him quickly."

"Nangong classmate is a genius that the dean focuses on cultivating."

"He is even the god of the academy..."

Wang Geng looked anxiously at everything that happened below, and began to become a little speechless.

Fortunately, he stopped it in time.

However, he still looked at Xia Bing anxiously.

The only thing that can stop them is Xia Bing.

"Wait a minute."

Xia Bing's gaze stared down tightly.

"Nangong Hou, don't you give up yet?"

Mu Lin was ready, and once his Tree Terrans had slaughtered the Minotaur, it would be time for him to start.

Because the extinction of the belief race will directly weaken the strength of more than fifty percent of the gods!

"I said, you rejoiced too soon."

"Stimulate Bloodline Talent: The Mystery of Force!"

Nangong Hou shouted.

Bloodline talent is only possessed by descendants of gods and demons, and it must be very strong in bloodline power to inherit.

The two conditions of Nangong Hou's belief and race are met.

With his loud drink, the divine patterns on a hundred minotaurs began to shine.

The gray energy divine pattern cut through the sky, constantly condensing and changing in the air.

Then a monstrous axe formed in the air.

The terrifying coercion directly shattered the rocks on the ground.

"Sure enough, sure enough."

"The mysteries that only the gods can grasp will indeed be mastered by the descendants of the blood."

"Even if it is only a first-level power mystery, it is not something that Mu Lin can resist."

Xia Bing's eyes finally burst into a glimmer.

As she said, although she only has some fur and only has a first-level power mystery, it is not something that Mu Lin can resist.

The most direct embodiment is that half of the legs of the tree man who is about twenty feet tall and oppressed by this external terrifying coercion have sunk into the soil.

"No, it can't be."

"How can you be so strong!"

"You have only been a demigod for two days, and the faith race has just been born."

"How can I defeat my fifth-order transcendent level wooden man."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

"I am the genius of the academy, I will kill you."

"Divine Skill: Shadow Wooden Hand."

Mu Lin's heart ebbed and flowed, I thought that the victory and defeat had been decided, but I never expected that Nangong Hou's belief race still had bloodline talent!

This made him start to go crazy.

If all of his faith races were killed, then his cultivation this year without regard to resources would be in vain.

The strength will plummet and be expelled from the Shenzi class.

Therefore, at this moment, Mu Lin directly rushed into Nangong Hou's divine domain and launched a divine technique.

The two demigods began to fight!

"In front of me, no one can call himself a genius."

"Divine Skill: Thunderball."

Nangong Hou had a strong self-confidence welling up in him.

Perfect start, super S God Domain, complete body God Tree, super five-star faith race.

Comes with a check-in system.

His path is destined to be high-profile, destined to be invincible.

No one, can stop it!

The shadow wooden hand of the wood forest was like a poisonous snake devouring in the night, densely packed, rushing towards Nangong Hou with a deadly momentum.

Suddenly, the sky exploded, and countless lightning bolts were like raindrops, banging, and constantly chopping down.

Thunder, to just to the sun, the attack power is extremely domineering.

Although Mu Lin is a 3-turn demigod, if he takes the initiative to step into Nangong Hou's divine domain, his divine power will be suppressed.

Coupled with the battle of the Faith Race below, he has been completely defeated, so his strength is not even half.

At this moment, endless thunder continued to destroy his Shadow Wooden Hand.

Bright lightning illuminated his face that was beginning to be terrified.

Because if it goes on like this, he will really lose, and his strength will really suffer a heavy blow!

"Teacher Xia Bing, I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

Seeing that his divine skills could no longer be resisted, Mu Lin retreated and began to ask the teacher for mercy.

"Nangong Hou, you and Mu Lin are both students of the Divine Word Class."

"Although there are contradictions, there is no need to die endlessly, let him go."

Xia Bing spoke at the right time.

She just wanted to verify the combat effectiveness of the super five-star race.

Now the results are very satisfying to her, and that's enough.

When Mu Lin heard this, his hanging heart finally let go.

It's just that his eyes are full of resentment.

Now in front of Xia Bing, he was defeated by a freshman who had just entered the school, and needless to say, he also knew that next, he was going to leave the Divine Word Class.

Because of the Shenzi class, only ten students are accepted!

While resources are tilted and cultivated, competition is also extremely cruel.

Therefore, even if Mu Lin admitted defeat, he was extremely resentful in his heart, and he had already made up his mind that when his cousin came back, he would definitely ask him to clean up Nangong Marquis properly.

"The path of genius is destined for countless challenges."

"The road to becoming a god is destined to be full of blood."

"Since you dare to challenge me, you must be prepared to die."

"Thunderball."

Nangong Hou was like a god who truly determined life and death at this moment, without any mercy.

Letting go of the woods will only invite more trouble.

Instead of that, it is better to kill.

Endless thunder crackled down, like a golden ocean.

"No, no, no!!"

"You can't kill me!"

"Kill me, you violate the rules of the academy."

"Even if you are a student of the Divine Word Class, you do not have this privilege!!"

The crisis of death made Mu Lin's pores all over his body erect.

The academy guidelines do not allow students to fight among each other in private, unless they go to the god battle platform!

Otherwise, abolish the Divine Domain, strip the priesthood, and drive out of the academy!

"Oh."

"I almost forgot to tell you."

"I am not only a student of the Divine Word Class, I am also the son of the dean's deity."

"You say, do I have this privilege?"

Nangong Hou's devilish smile appeared in front of Mu Lin's eyes.

"Shinko?"

"Impossible, you lied to me!!"

Mu Lin's pupils widened, and his harsh roar was drowned out by thunder.

The Tree Terran tribe below suddenly seemed to have lost their faith.

The statue of the wooden god enshrined in the temple shattered.

Wood Forest, Three Turns Demigod, God of Faith of the Tree Race, Wood God, Fall!

"Roar."

The minotaur below began to roar to his heart's content.

Subsequently, the giant axe condensed by the mysteries of power was directly chopped.

The endless gray light directly swallowed the entire Tree Race, and the God Domain of the Wood Forest was directly cut in half by this axe.

"God of Thunder!"

The fall of the gods made these minotaurs extremely excited.

They are the bloodline of gods and demons, and they are all warlike genes in their bones.

At this moment, seeing that the God of Thunder he believed in had killed the other party's Wood God, the power of faith directly increased at this moment.

"Is this okay?"

Looking at the increasing and thickening of the faith channel, Nangong Hou was overjoyed in his heart.

It seems that wanting to acquire the faith of a race is not just a reward.

"This is?"

Nangong Hou looked at the thunder ocean in front of him, and his gaze froze.

His hands began to shake slightly, and there was an unsure crazy smile on his face.

"Guys, you've seen enough, you can leave."

"What do you have to say out about!"

Nangong Hou forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart and directly issued an eviction order.

Fortunately, his God Domain was covered by the power of the rules of heaven and earth, and Xia Bing and they couldn't see Nangong Hou's abnormality at all.