People watch mayflies and die in the twilight of life, so they don't understand the world of mayflies.

The same is true of the gods and mortals.

For the infinite life of the gods, mortals have only a hundred years of life, and who cares about the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of these hundred years?

Even if some gods come from the cultivation of mortals, they may be able to maintain their original intentions in the first hundred years, but what about thousands of years later?

When you are at odds with the idea of all the gods around you, there are only two paths, either you insist on yourself like a dragon arhat and end up being relegated to the mortal world.

Or, change yourself and blend in with them.

In their eyes, only God is their kind, mortal...... Scold.

Zhao Zi'an laughed after hearing this.

He finally understood what the so-called gods really looked at mortals.

Just now, he was ready to compromise, the last time the Celestial Realm persuaded the gods.

Although he was domineering in front of Jigong just now, but now...... It doesn't matter if you slap yourself in the face.

Zhao Zi'an really doesn't care much about face, and it is important to be able to save people.

But suddenly, he felt that he couldn't persuade him?

He didn't ask these plague gods to violate the rules of heaven, after all, it was his duty, and it was not them who gave orders, and the pot was all thrown on them, and he didn't pay attention to it.

Therefore, Zhao Zian is ready to slap himself in the face.

It's okay to go all the way, but you have to consider the consequences, right?

But these plague gods, if they could hesitate for a moment, he spoke.

I don't want you to stop, take a break, okay? When I come down from heaven, you can decide, can you?

However, Liu Yuanda's attitude is obvious, mortals, pigs, sheep and dogs, how can they be merciful to these pigs, sheep and dogs?

Seeing Zhao Zi'an smiling, the faces of those plague gods also softened, and Liu Yuanda smiled and said: "Master, that's right, there's no need to hurt the harmony for these people, maybe in a few years, you and I will become colleagues, right?"

"Colleagues? Zhao Zi'an shook his head with a smile.

"Oh?" Zhang Yuanbo, who was holding the fan, was puzzled and asked: "With your cultivation, master, ascension can be said to be just around the corner, why don't you say it?"

"Because ah......" Zhao Zi'an took a deep breath, and his tone suddenly became fierce: "You gods, in my eyes, are no different from demons!"

"The mighty Heavenly Dragon, the World-Honored Jizo, the Buddhas, the flying dragon is in the sky!"

He jerked his robe down, revealing the monstrous dragon behind him.

"Go!"

With a dragon groan, the fiery dragon suddenly seemed to have life and swam down from him.

Shi Wenye's face changed greatly, and he said solemnly: "Master, if you make a move at this moment, even if you are lucky enough to win, you will definitely provoke the wrath of the Heavenly Court, and then your cultivation may come to naught." ”

"When I fall into the eighteenth layer of hell, don't blame me for being unpredictable. ”

Zhao Zi'an's eyebrows were raised, as if he was a lawless madman, how could he still see half of the previous compassion and peace: "I don't go to hell...... Who goes to hell!"

The blazing dragon's breath spat out from the fire dragon's mouth, like a blazing fire, dyeing the entire heavenly dome into a blood-red color.

The fire dragon shuttled through the clouds above Hangzhou City, shattering the clouds and mist, bathing in the sun, Zhao Zi'an's figure was like a god and demon.

"Damn it!"

The long sword in Zhao Gongming's hand was cut down, splitting the flames, the afterglow was entangled, and his body made a popping sound.

The fire dragon and Zhao Gongming were entangled together, but Zhao Zi'an was eyeing Liu Yuanda.

"Evil demons, dare to call gods in front of me, should be killed!"

Zhao Zi'an's eyebrows were full of murderous intentions, and the magic sword pointed at the remaining four gods: "Stubborn, you have to force me to kill!"

The next moment, he shot directly, the mana in his body suddenly exploded, and the domineering momentum overwhelmed these gods, Zhao Zi'an raised his right hand, the sword momentum was like fire, and with an unbridled aggression, he slashed towards Liu Yuanda with a sword!

"Evil God, slash!"

Angry!

Liu Yuanda was about to avoid his edge, but his mind was shocked by Zhao Zi'an's fierce aura, and his reaction was three points slower!

Life and death fight, let alone three points, just a moment, it is enough to divide life and death!

With a roar, Liu Yuanda's eyes showed a look of disbelief, the blade of the sword fell on his neck, and a big head fell to the ground, turning into black gas and dissipating in the process.

I'm just dead?

How dare he make a move! How dare he make a move!

At this time, Liu Yuanda's last thought in his heart.

"Great Mighty Dragon!"

Zhao Zi'an burst into a shout, and his five fingers were sealed, extinguishing the black gas that Liu Yuanda's remnants had turned into.

Godfall!

From now on, there are only four of the Five Plague Messengers left!

No, it may not be possible whether there are five plague messengers in the future!

"Demon Monk!!" Zhongfang Shi Wenye's eyes were split, Liu Yuanda died? Brother for thousands of years, who knew that today he actually folded one in the hands of this mortal monk?

"I want you to fall into the Infernal Hell forever, and be tormented for the rest of your life!"

The winter plague Zhong Rengui burst into a shout, and instantly appeared in front of Zhao Zi'an, and the sledgehammer in his hand slammed it towards his head.

He was fierce, but Zhao Zi'an was more fierce than him, a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes, but his head was slightly crooked, so that the hammer fell on his shoulder, and then, the magic sword pierced Zhong Rengui's chest: "Demons, troubles the world, if you are empty, punish the gods!"

It's about exchanging injuries for lives!

Shi Wenye roared angrily, "Retreat!"

He didn't expect Zhong Rengui to make a sudden move, and at this time he frantically rushed towards the two people who were fighting.

The other two gods are also doing it at this time!

However, no matter how fast they are, can they be as fast as Zhao Zi'an's sword?

In vain!

"Kill!"

Zhao Zi'an's loud shout fell, and the magic sword pierced Zhong Rengui's chest, and then, with a twist of his wrist, he stirred up a huge blood hole in Zhong Rengui's body!

Mana gushed out from the blade, and Zhong Rengui spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Poof-

This is not the end, the next moment, he felt his divine power begin to riot, and his face and body bulged one big bag after another.

Zhong Rengui's eyes showed horror, and then, bang!!

Explode and die!

Five plague messengers, there are still three left!

Zhao Zi'an, whose face was covered with blood, did not have the slightest mercy, and his eyes stared at the remaining few people viciously.

This is the first time that he has come from time travel, and a crazy look has appeared on his face, what does Buddha, demon, god, and demon have to do with him!

He just wants to kill now!

In the distance, Bai Suzhen looked at this place with a dull gaze.

Is this still the Fahai Zen Master she knows?

Demonic is simply heavier than many demons she's ever seen!

No! Much heavier!

The evil demon kills people, but Fahai kills the gods!