Inside the Maple Spirit Pendant, Mr. Zhuang stopped talking. It was obvious that there was something he did not want to tell Lin Feng. Everyone has secrets, and Mr. Zhuang is no exception. Lin Feng knows very well that Master has told him all the information he needs, and what he has not told is just his privacy. For men, some things can only be hidden in their hearts forever. Lin Feng understood this truth, so he didn't ask any more questions. At the same time, Master's words also caused great waves in his heart. Facing a god who created this world, Lin Feng suddenly felt insignificant. Everything is created by him, and everything is under his control. In front of such an existence, he is just a speck of dust. In the past, Lin Feng had doubted whether God's will really existed, but now he knew that God's will did exist. Because "Heaven" itself exists. Or rather, it once existed. The fallen great being chose four inheritors during this extremely long period of time and left behind the inheritance of the four gods. He must have had his purpose in doing so. But no one understood what he was going to do, because he had already fallen. The four inheritors left his tomb alive and each founded a powerful killer organization. From the earliest Ghost Thorn to the Blade of Darkness founded by Mr. Zhuang, the time span may have exceeded ten thousand years. In other words, his fall has been at least more than ten thousand years, but his influence has always shrouded this world. Facing such a great existence, Lin Feng also felt deeply powerless But Lin Feng was not depressed, because he did not need to deal with such a great existence. What he needs to do is to kill Liu Qingwu and avenge Su Ying. Lin Feng now knows that Liu Qingwu did not lie that day. And Mr. Zhuang¡¯s guess is undoubtedly correct. Liu Qingwu should be Xue Xinlan's disciple, that's why she was able to fuse the two inheritances and have such tyrannical power. " However, Mr. Zhuang is just a guess that the inheritance of the four gods can be integrated. Xue Xinlan definitely knows no more than Mr. Zhuang. Such a fusion is undoubtedly an adventure. Liu Qingwu succeeded, and the power she possessed was something even Xue Xinlan could not imagine. Liu Qingwu said that she is the person closest to gods in this world, and this world is extremely close to her. "Obviously, these things were not told to her by Xue Xinlan, but the information she realized after fusing the inheritance of the two gods. As she said, she can be regarded as the spokesperson of that god in this world. Since this world was created by that god, it is natural that this world will feel close to Liu Qingwu. So she can easily hide in the crowd, just like a drop of water blending into the sea. Even with Lin Feng's soul strength, she can't find her aura. And now, she has occupied the Eastern Wilderness Islands and transformed into the Holy Lord worshiped by the alien races of the Eastern Wilderness. She will definitely be able to gain some power in this way. As for what kind of power he gained, Lin Feng didn't know, and Mr. Zhuang didn't mention it either. It seemed that he didn't know anything about it either. For his master, Lin Feng already had the same feelings as a father and a brother, and respected him extremely. Since he didn't tell him, he didn't ask. "Tomorrow" "Tomorrow we will enter the Eastern Wasteland and settle this matter." Lin Feng thought to himself. ¡ ¡ In the pavilion, Lin Feng frowned in thought. In the corridor not far away, Xiaomi stood obediently, her eyes as bright as stars looking at Lin Feng from time to time, with a hint of shyness on her little face. Suddenly her face changed slightly, a look of pain appeared on her face, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, and she bit her lips hard. Lin Feng's perception was so sharp that he immediately opened his eyes. "What's wrong with you?" Lin Feng asked. "I'm fine, Master." Xiaomi said slightly panicked, lowered his head, and held the corners of his clothes tightly with his little hands. Lin Feng paused for a moment, looked at her deeply, waved his big hand gently, and a soft light enveloped her body. "Are you feeling better?" Lin Feng asked. "It's better, thank you master." Xiaomi whispered, his face gradually returned to calm. Lin Feng nodded and stopped paying attention to her. Regarding Liu Qingwu, he still had to think carefully about how he would pay attention to this girl. ¡¡ The Eastern Desert Islands are scattered in the vast sea. The radius of these islands can reach thousands of miles. The alien races living on them are snow-skinned and blue-eyed. They are extremely tough and good at fighting. Each of them worships the Holy Lord and regards themselves as the Holy Lord. The greatest wish of the people is that their souls can return to the embrace of the Holy Lord after death. On the island, the most conspicuous building is the temple of the Holy Lord. Such buildings are found in every foreign city and even village. The priests in the temple have great power. Every city-state attaches great importance to the temple, and If the younger generation of aliens wants to become a real warrior, they also need to be trained here. More than a year ago, Lin Feng led the heroes of the Five Plains across the sea to destroy the country and eliminated the Minoan city-state closest to the Wuyuan Desert. The Holy Lord Temple on the entire Minos Island was almost completely destroyed by them. A large number of strong men He died in battle, and now more than a year has passed. The Carthaginians have completely occupied the island of Minos, and all the temples on the island have been rebuilt. The statue of the Holy Lord is still enshrined in the temple, but it is no longer the heroic man holding a spear, but has become a beautiful girl with black hair. The girl has bare feet and lotus flowers on her body. Exuding a holy aura, she definitely doesn't look like someone from the Eastern Wilderness, but rather looks like a woman from the mainland. This is not only the case on Minos Island, but also in other places. Today, the tribes of the Eastern Wasteland have formed a loose alliance with the city-state of Carthage as the leader, and all the temples have been replaced with such statues. No one questions this, because almost everyone has personally experienced the great power of the Holy Lord. The statues in the temple have changed their appearance, but their belief in the Holy Lord has become more pious. In the past, the Holy Lord was a god in the sky, but now the true form of the Holy Lord is in the Eastern Wasteland, among them. To be precise, it is within the royal city of the city-state of Carthage. The city-state of Carthage is the overlord of the Eastern Wasteland, and the Temple of the Holy Lord here is also the largest and most luxurious. However, unlike other places, the temple is empty. The original statue of the Holy Lord has long been demolished, and now the new Holy Lord is But the idol was not erected. There is no need to build a statue at all. Every Carthaginian warrior understands this, because the true form of the Holy Lord is within the temple. The Temple of the Holy Lord in the Royal City of Carthage does not enshrine the statue of the Holy Lord, but the Holy Lord himself. Hannibal, the commander-in-chief of Carthage, stood in the empty hall, glanced at the dim depths of the hall, and then lowered his head deeply, hiding the fire in his eyes even deeper. "Lord Holy Lord, since you haven't been here these days, my subordinates are really worried" Deep in the shadow, a cold snort sounded, interrupting Hannibal: "How did you handle the matter I told you? "Yes." "Reporting to the Holy Lord, everything is ready, and the new temple guardians are also ready," Hannibal said continuously. "Very good." The woman in the shadow nodded, "Hannibal, you did a good job. My true body came here to eradicate this demon. This matter is no small matter. This one comes from the depths of the netherworld." The demon is extremely powerful, you tell the temple guardians to be prepared to return to my arms." "Yes, Lord Holy Lord," Hannibal said solemnly, "Everyone of us is ready." "Very good." The woman in the shadow nodded, "You can go out." Hannibal bowed again and then slowly exited the temple. The black-haired Liu Qingwu stood barefoot deep in the hall. She glanced at the tall figure who was leaving with some disgust. She waved her soft little hand gently, and the shadow surrounding her body instantly disappeared into her body. The person exudes a sacred and solemn atmosphere. Waved gently again, an aqua-blue jade token appeared in her hand. She gently crushed the jade token, and a small portal appeared in front of him. Within the portal, a picture appeared. It was a huge temple, many times larger than the temple in the royal city of Carthage. Not far around the temple was deep, lightless sea water, and there was a huge square in front of the temple. , a blond girl stood there. The girl seemed to have seen Liu Qingwu, and quickly knelt on the ground respectfully. Liu Qingwu¡¯s expression remained unchanged as she stepped into the portal. The next moment, she appeared next to the blond girl in front of the huge temple. "Lord Holy Lord." The blond girl lowered her head deeply. Liu Qingwu glanced at the blond girl indifferently, and said lightly: "Your father, the Golden Lion Anthony, died in my hands. Do you resent me?" The blond girl's delicate body trembled, and she lowered her head further: " Her father disobeyed the Holy Lord and actually doubted His identity. It was an unforgivable crime. Daisy did not dare to resent the Holy Lord.??people. " Liu Qingwu nodded, with a hint of pleasure on her delicate little face. Every time she came here, Liu Qingwu would ask the girl this question, and this foreign girl who had already converted to her would give the answer every time. It was the same, every time at this time, she would feel a strange sense of satisfaction. Ignoring the girl, Liu Qingwu looked at the temple in front of her, "It would be a waste to seize your power now, but now. I don¡¯t care about that much anymore. " The blond girl was still kneeling there respectfully, and Liu Qingwu stepped into the temple. In the temple, the huge statue was a hundred feet high, and it still looked heroic and majestic. Suddenly, the statue began to tremble slowly, and there was something in its eyes. With a little light flashing, ¡°It¡¯s too late to realize that I¡¯m afraid now. Liu Qingwu sneered. Her body suddenly spread out and turned into a ball of black smoke, shrouding the extremely heroic statue.