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Chapter 101 Granting the True Name

"Ah!" An angry chirping came from the Rou Mountain. The charred surface continued to fall off, revealing the tender flesh and blood inside and quickly spawned black scale-like things. Straws of patterns appeared on the scales, forming a huge formation, and cold air spreads in all directions with the Rou Mountain as the center.

Frost quickly formed on the ground, and the monks and the remaining monsters quickly fled. One of the monks could not dodge and was touched by the cold air. In an instant, snow-white frost flowers emerged on the surface of his skin. Yuan Qingwei thought, and his divine power turned into a flame light curtain and fell, but was surprised to find that the flame transformed by the divine power could not be completely expelled when it touched the cold air.

"Be careful. These high-level monsters have strong adaptability. When they encounter life danger, they will even derive corresponding fields due to the external environment. In addition to the pure vitality attribute, there are also some conceptual powers and simple magical powers that are difficult to expel the impact of these fields?" Although the lord was not completely relieved by Yuan Qingwei, he also saw that he was saving people, and the meat mountain in front of him had gone further. He could no longer protect the residents in the cave, so he hurriedly asked for a reminder.

‘In addition to the pure material coldness, there is also the cold concept derived from death and the cold concept of heart caused by deep despair. This cold attribute is almost the authority of the gods!’ Yuan Qingwei kept analyzing in his heart, looking at the strange and twisted patterns on the meat mountain opposite, and sneered in his heart: ‘Domain? I think it is the divine realm, right!’

The glass glass of Wanjia appeared in front of Yuan Qingwei. With a blink of an eye, a little light merged into the flame curtain, dispelling the coldness derived from despair, warming the coldness derived from death, and successfully pulling the monk out.

The prey was seized, and the meat mountain roared even more crazily. The patterns on its body continued to change. Countless cold air solidified into frost giant pythons in the air, with its teeth wide open, its face hovering and its head and tail connected, and it slightly pulled towards Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qingwei didn't even look at it. The glass cups in front of him shone brightly under the cover of divine light. The ice python was like snow rice falling into a fire. The closer he got, the more melted it.

Seeing that his attack failed, the meat mountain became even more violent. Countless mouths opened, and white air spurted out, colliding in the air, turning into countless ice crystals, hitting Yuan Qingwei at the speed of lightning and thunder.

The lightning speed was extremely fast and it arrived in front of Yuan Qingwei in an instant. But like the ice giant python just now, the closer it got to the divine light, the melted. When these ice crystals rushed to Yuan Qingwei, there were only a few wisps of white smoke left, which could not cause any damage at all.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..." Angry chirping came from the inside of the Meat Mountain, and more white air spurted out, intertwined in the air, like vines and spider webs, tangling towards Yuan Qingwei from all directions.

After enduring the two attacks just now, Yuan Qingwei had already discovered 40% to 50% of the other party's attributes. Even when facing these yin energy, death energy entangled, and white energy with severe filthy energy, they were not afraid at all.

The Wanjia Glazed Glass Cup fell into his hand and blew a light breath. The incense power from the rest of the world turned into lamp oil and brought a fire snake toward the mountain. At the same time, the divine light surrounded Yuan Qingwei was filled with divine light and came first, covering the fire snake.

It looked like a dazzling divine light fell down, and it circled around the Roushan for several times. The Roushan also instinctively resisted. Threads of cold air overflowed from the surface of its body, and a layer of frost was covered with the outer edge of the scale armor, like a pair of ice armor.

But this layer of ice armor did not successfully protect it. The targeted concept easily penetrated the defense and cut it into more than ten points.

Then the flame curtain fell again, covering all the pieces of meat, and the scorched aura spread in the air. The monks around him were speechless and shocked. Some soldiers guarding the outside of the cave, almost as flesh walls, could not help but feel admiration in their hearts, and wisps of vows gathered.

Yuan Qingwei used the Pure Land Spirit House to store it and transform it into divine power. Although he always pressed the opponent to fight from the whole time of his appearance, the divine power flowed out like flowing water. Just a few times just now, the incense and vows that continued to be continued in the Hero Soul Hall over the years have been consumed. If there is no replenishment, he either transferred divine power from the rest of the world or used the savings in the Pure Land Spirit House.

Now, although this little vow is just a drop in the bucket, it is better than not. Moreover, the rules of this world are very strange. Vow power has a strong resistance to monsters or the aura of the spiritual world. Yuan Qingwei is not sure whether he has such a good restraint ability to adjust his divine power from the rest of the world. It is always a good thing to reserve more divine power sublimated by the vow power in this world.

After about half a cup of tea, the lord was the first to react. He looked at Yuan Qingwei, who was shrouded in the divine light above, and was stunned and murmured to himself: "Is this over?"

It was over so soon... Some monks next to them suddenly turned red in their eyes, and tears fell. They knelt on the ground one by one and kowtowed to Yuan Qingwei.

This action was like a signal, and the other monks and even the soldiers beside them knelt on the ground.

In the dark, there seemed to be a force to support Yuan Qingwei, but it seemed that something was missing.

At this moment, the lord stepped forward and bowed and said, "I am the lord Shin Hong, nearby. How dare I ask about the name of the god?"

"I don't know either!" Yuan Qingwei, who had no information on this world, did not have the idea of ​​protecting them, or he knew very well that he could not fool the other party.

Surviving in this world where monsters are rampant, residents must have high vigilance and strong willpower to survive without fear of the temptation of monsters and the influence of the surrounding environment.

Instead of trying to hide yourself with lies, it is better to conceal some facts by inverting the word order and let them figure it out. Yuan Qingwei said half-truely: "When I came to this world, I appeared in a place full of stone tablets, and there was another person there who wanted to attack me. After I knocked him out, I heard your call for help and came out to help."

"So why can you easily find out the weaknesses of those monsters?" Shen Hong raised a abilities exposed by Yuan Qingwei. Yuan Qingwei pretended to be puzzled: "Isn't this something that everyone knows?"

"This is not something that can be done." Shen Hong shook his head, looked at Yuan Qingwei for no reason, and was silent for a while before he spoke: "Since you don't know what you are from, then are you willing to be the patron saint of our tribe?"

"What is the patron saint?"

Regarding Yuan Qingwei's doubts, Shen Hong expressed his mediocrity and said bluntly: "Is it the gods who protect us and protect us?"

"Do you bless me? Yes!"

After Yuan Qingwei finished speaking, Shen Hong nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then you are the patron saint of our tribe."
Chapter completed!
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