The Taotie, nearly two meters tall and powerfully built, sprinted forward at a terrifying speed.

Flying? It didn't need that kind of thing.

Theoretically, you can't run in the air because you're not stomping fast enough, but the Taotie could do it, stepping on the void and directly skimming through the air.

Legends originate from reality, or rather, the earliest myths themselves were abilities that existed in reality, constantly sung about and passed down. Of course, there would be embellishments, but that doesn't mean they were false. On the contrary, those who had no real skills and still boasted would eventually believe their own lies.

They often wouldn't become awesomePlus but would transform into another state.

Now, his state was like that of a student who had been hungry all morning hearing the end-of-class bell. The Taotie could gain an all-attribute buff when hungry, and this thing had almost been promoted to a divine power.

Even students can run fast when they're hungry.

Let alone a ferocious god?

The power of hunger is terrifying.

The good news is that this instinct of the Taotie belongs to a natural divine power. As long as he is not hungry, it will become negative, just like ordinary people who just want to lie down and swipe their phones after eating their fill. Don't even mention fighting, they don't even want to move their butts.

And the bad news is.

The Taotie is always hungry.

He had only been full once in his life. After that one time, a country and a mountain god ran away with their buckets, and he had never been full again.

In other words, this divine power is a permanent type.

As long as he finds a target, he will switch to the "hungry dog released" mode at any time.

His speed kept soaring.

The blood cultivator, who was obviously of a foreign breed, was walking slowly forward. With blond hair, he looked like a rugged foreign man. Sensing something was wrong, he subconsciously turned his head, instinctively swore "fuCk," and then turned around and ran for his life without saying a word. As for why, it was entirely a biological instinct.

"Wtf, what is that thing?!"

He saw a pretty good-looking young man chasing him madly.

And when this guy flew, his body stretched forward, running almost parallel to the ground, so his head was in the front. When flying, he opened his mouth, and a row of steel-like teeth clanked as they opened and closed, opened and closed.

He directly bit the air, causing an explosion.

It was as if he was being pulled along by his mouth as he flew quickly.

The impact and pressure were explosively strong.

With such a shape, at a terrifying speed exceeding the speed of sound, riding the clouds and stepping on large swaths of condensed clouds, rushing towards you, even breathing would scare you half to death. You say this thing doesn't eat people, do you believe it?!

I believe your ghost!!!

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This blood cultivator almost had a heart attack from fright and kicked the bucket on the spot, turning around and running.

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'Too late, too late!'

The old professor pondered.

Then he put down his reading glasses, crossed his fingers, hesitated, and said:

"I mean, although people are free."

"But I still suggest you see a psychologist..."

Bai Ze was furious: "I am very healthy."

"Besides, I'm not human."

The old professor was stunned, and then suddenly realized.

He hesitated and said, "Then, I actually know a good veterinarian."

Bai Ze was furious, then glanced at the article in the old professor's hand, his expression stiffened, and then he coughed, snatched the thing back with a swoosh, coughed, and said, "This, I grabbed the wrong one, this is for my own reading, this is what I wrote recently, I plan to find that potter to discuss it."

"Old Dong, you know a lot about papers, can you help me take a look."

He took out another part.

《About the Complete Resurrection Plan 2.0 of the First Emperor》

He hasn't given up yet, really, does he want to cling to the powerful so much?

He even wrote a paper.

Although he has indeed mastered the requirements of modern papers.

Dong Yuefeng smiled helplessly, but still took it.

In fact, although Bai Ze was older than him in terms of age, or rather, much older, Bai Ze was always unreliable, sometimes even a little childish, and often showed the modern decadent social animal uncle side, giving the childless old man the occasional illusion that this was his own child.

It's just that this child is not so reassuring, he is the type who lies at home being a salted fish.

When the old man habitually opened the second article, he found that it was a very serious paper, glanced at it, but his eyes suddenly became serious.

Dong Yuefeng's palm trembled slightly.

Breaking through the daily laughter and warmth of the sun, the spirit of a god was revealed here—

《A Discussion on the Possibility of the Complete Resurrection of the Martial Temple》

Reference object - Lord Wu'an.

Author - Bai Ze.

ps: Today's second update... four thousand two hundred words~