The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

Chapter 534: Leave Now

"Please forgive me, it's not that we are perfunctory to the Lord God King. It's just that the spiritual medicines have not had enough time to grow. Some precious spiritual medicines are not yet mature. But please rest assured, the Lord God King, we will do our best to take care of them and present them to the Lord God King as soon as they grow."

The elder kneeling in the front said with a trembling voice.

"Hmph! You old thing, you must have forgotten who saved your Turing clan from the danger in the first place. Being able to serve the God King with elixirs is a blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes, but you are not grateful and actually use these garbage to fool this God's messenger. You really deserve to die."

As the gloomy voice of the messenger of God fell, a terrifying aura of pressure suddenly emanated from his body. All the Turing people present groaned and were pressed to the ground. Several elders who were closer to the messenger of God had trickles of blood flowing from their bloodshot eyes, nostrils, mouths and ear holes. It felt as if a huge stone was pressing down on their chests, and even breathing became a luxury.

"Lord God's Envoy, we really didn't fool you. The storage bag already contains our best spiritual medicines. If you don't believe me, you can go to the spiritual medicine garden to check. We dare not hide anything from you."

Seeing several elders in front of them unable to breathe, their faces flushed red, their eyes wide open and they were about to die, the tribesmen waiting below could no longer bear it, and endured the physical discomfort while kowtowing and begging.

"Don't dare to hide it privately? I think you dare to do it. You Turing people have been growing spiritual medicine for generations. I don't believe that you haven't accumulated some precious spiritual medicines. At this time, you don't think about repaying the God King, but want to hide it privately. I think it's because the God King is too kind and has nurtured your minds. Don't you think that your lives were given by the God King, what qualifications do you have to hide it privately."

The voice of the messenger of God was ice-cold, and his pressure increased instead of decreasing. Several elders who were close to him exploded and died.

"Ah! Second Elder."

"Father!"

"Elder!"

Cries of surprise rang out one after another, and the eyes of the Turing people who witnessed it all suddenly turned red.

When the messenger of God saw the shocked and angry expressions on these people's faces, a hint of satisfaction flashed across his eyes. The feeling of trampling people under his feet and killing them at will was really too good.

This envoy of God, who was high and mighty in the eyes of the Turing people, was just an ant-like existence in the Palace of the God King Jijun. Scolding and beating were commonplace, and his life and death were just a matter of thought by the God King Jijun. So when facing the Turing people who had no power to resist, this envoy of God became more unscrupulous. The more painful the Turing people were, the happier he was, and the more angry the Turing people were, the happier he was.

"We have clearly given you all the spiritual medicines, why did you still want to kill the clan elder!"

A young man from the Turing tribe stood up angrily, pointing at the messenger of God above and shouting loudly.

"We have already handed over all our savings to the Divine King in response to his repeated demands for payment. You clearly know that precious spiritual medicines need enough years to grow, but you turned a blind eye and just kept forcing us. Why do you treat us like this?"

Seeing that the messenger of God did not refute for a while, the young man shook off the tribesmen who were trying to grab him in panic, and cried with tears.

"Will you be satisfied only if you force all of us to death?"

"If all of our Turing people are dead, Lord God King will not even be able to get these spiritual medicines."

The young man became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and finally he just yelled out loud.

"Haha, I see. So you are so fearless because you think the Lord God King doesn't dare to kill you all."

After the young man's face flushed and he had shouted out all the words he wanted to say, the messenger of God spoke slowly, but his voice was eerie and cold, and was tinged with some frightening murderous intent.

"You don't really think that without you, this Black Earth Realm will be unattended?"

"That's right. The Ten Thousand Worlds are so vast that it's hard to find creatures more useless than you. But you probably don't know that you don't have to be a living Turing to take care of these spiritual medicines. The dead can continue to serve the Lord God King."

As the God's messenger looked more and more weird, he took out a pitch-black pill with a strong fishy smell from his storage ring and stuffed it into the mouth of an elder who had already died but whose body was still intact. Not long after, the elder stood up stiffly. In the horrified eyes of the crowd, the elder opened his dark eyes, and an astonishing energy burst out of his body. As the God's messenger stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, the dead elder walked straight towards the young man who had just spoken, and in the young man's horrified eyes, he stretched out his hand and inserted it directly into the young man's chest. The young man groaned, and then let out a scream, and the elder had already grabbed a still beating heart and retracted his hand. The Turing people standing nearby could see clearly that the elder's nails had become abnormally sharp at some point.

"what……"

Screams were heard and all the Turing people retreated in fear.

"How is it? This man seems to be more useful now that he is dead than when he was alive."

"You said... is it?"

The sinister voice of the divine messenger above sounded again.

The Turing people present were filled with despair. They looked at the messenger of God as if they were looking at the devil, with fear and anger in their hearts. So even if they died, they could not be relieved?

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

Seeing the despair gradually rising in the eyes of the Turing people, the messenger of God finally laughed heartily.

"Tsk, so this Jijun Divine King stopped refining pills and started refining corpse pills instead."

A teasing voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears, startling everyone and causing them to look around subconsciously.

"Who? Who is hiding in the dark? Show it to me, God?"

The messenger was also startled by the sudden sound. As a cultivator, he could keenly feel the spiritual power contained in the sound.

How could there be immortal cultivators among the Turing people?

"Who hid? I just came a little late. You are so rude, monk."

A clear child's voice was heard, and the messenger looked in the direction of the sound. In the distant sky, he saw two figures, one big and one small, walking together in the air. In just a breath of time, the two women were close to him. Their stunningly beautiful faces made the messenger forget to speak for a moment.

“Tsk, I thought I was such a big shot, but you are just a small cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, yet you are so arrogant.”

The woman's face was still a little pale at this time, and there was still a hint of thunder and lightning around her. She opened her red lips slightly and spoke lightly, but it made the messenger of God, who had finally come to his senses, feel frightened!

This woman actually has the aura of an emperor!

"Who are you? This is the dojo of the Divine King Jijun. Leave now if you know what's good for you."

Although he was frightened in his heart, the messenger of God spoke with undiminished momentum.

He didn't believe that there was any living being in the universe who dared not give face to the God King Jijun. So what if the other party was an emperor? His master was still the God King.