The monstrous flood had spread the entire Chinese continent in an instant, and the unprepared people were soon disproportionate by the flood and struggled in the water. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Everything that can float has become their lifeline, and the Silent Phantom Clan, who can resist fire and water, has become a savior for people.

But how many people can there be?

Even if they use all the strength of the Silent Phantom Clan, I'm afraid they won't be able to save these people.

"It's ...... It's our battlefield, isn't it?"

The thrilling beauty of the woman's water sleeves dragged to the ground, and the water sleeves fell into the water, bringing ripples in circles, but with the woman's movements, it was the water that gradually separated.

Divide the water.

The dust fell slowly, and the long sleeves of water really became water, swimming like a spiritual snake in the flood, and soon fished those people out of the water and gathered them all around him.

The flood spread around her, but left a place of tranquility beside her, as if she were afraid of something.

At the same time, the figures of the other girls have already moved, and the wide sleeves that spread over make their figures more and more elegant.

"Netherworld, since you like the Huaxia Continent so much, then, why don't you just stay here. ”

With a sneer, the power around him burst out without scruples, and on the vast Huaxia Continent, all the undead clans had nothing to hide.

Dragged out of the shadows and naked to the sun, the undead wanted to flee in panic, but the mysterious force was tightly restrained, and they couldn't move a bit.

The water flowed through their translucent bodies, but it was burning with a burst of fire.

It's all over.

The undead looked at each other dejectedly, the strength of that woman was too strong......

It is so powerful that all the plans of the undead clan will fall short.

Maybe it's not just that the plot has fallen short, but for thousands of years to come, the undead clan will probably not be able to go back to the past.

The Netherworld is over.

Shen Yuheng let go of his hands and squinted at the sky that had been soaked in ink.

The sky was full of black clouds, but in the east, the white was particularly permeating.

The flood poured down from the white hole as if there was no end in sight.

However, what is even more terrifying is that the edge of the big white hole is constantly expanding outward, and if it is not stopped, I am afraid that the whole world will be overturned at this moment.

“…… This is Cier's power?!"

Mi Xi's fingers around the ends of his hair tightened suddenly, and his scalp hurt for a while, but he didn't care about this, the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he sat on the ground for a long time without coming back to his senses.

This kind of power, he is too familiar with.

That God Stealer, does it have such great power?

The expression on his face was unpredictable, Mi Xi gritted his teeth, but the next moment he ran out in a hurry, and the back was a little panicked.

There have never been three gods in the world, and the God Stealer already has such power, so what about Xi'er?

Mi Xi didn't dare to imagine.

"Mi Xi, ...... you?"

Before Xue Ling could say goodbye, she saw Mi Xi's figure rushing into the temple like a wind.

He suddenly screamed in his heart.

Feng Lixi didn't want Mi Xi to know that she had divided her soul into four, so she left such a wisp of her soul in the temple as a way to obstruct her eyes, in the past, they could stop Mi Xi from visiting, but today they don't know what Mi Xi is crazy about, so break in, I'm afraid everything will be exposed!

However, Xue Ling and they are just divine servants after all, if Mi Xi comes hard, no one can stop them.

When Xue Ling chased in, what she saw was the god servant who had fallen to the ground, and the god servants were lying on the ground crookedly, but they couldn't stop Mi Xi's footsteps.

Before he could reach the inner hall, Xue Ling was swept to the ground by a strong wind, and when he landed, a mouthful of blood spit out, and he fell to the ground, screaming in his heart.

saw that Mi Xi had already walked out of the inner hall.

The barefoot man is still good-looking and thrilling, but above that handsome face, there is a bit of anger.

His eyes seemed to burn with flames, and it was as if his whole body was going to be consumed with rage.

"Say!

Thinking that he had been deceived by this illusion for I don't know how many years, Mi Xi felt that his blood was surging, and he wanted to destroy everything.

Fortunately, he was still sane now, and he knew that this was the temple of Kazarich, not his, so he could barely hold back the murderous intent in his heart.

When he entered the inner sanctum, he saw the Windish who was sleeping as before, but when he looked closely, he noticed something different.

The wind in this temple is nothing more than a lifeless puppet!

Although Feng Rixi's body is still in the temple, but there is only a wisp of divine soul hanging from this body and it is the same as usual, but after all, the soul is incomplete, and he trusted Feng Rixi in the past, so he never doubted it.

Now, after having a little doubt in my heart, I naturally quickly saw through this trick.

The strong wind just now not only overturned Xue Ling, but those already crooked gods suddenly fell to the ground, and the weaker ones even fainted, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Xue Ling barely supported her body and half-knelt up, but her swaying body was still trembling.

After all, the coercion from the gods is not so easy to get rid of, and although Fang Cai Mi Xi did not kill him at that moment, it also hurt him a lot.

"The king went to the upper and lower realms, but he didn't dare to tell you because he was afraid that you would worry. ”

Xue Ling said cautiously, not even daring to raise her head.

It's just that such a reason is really not enough to eliminate the anger in Mi Xi's heart, Xue Ling knows it very well in her heart, but there is no other way.

Feng Rishi patted his ass to the nether, but they, the gods, had to clean up the mess for Feng Lixi.

Even if you are not careful, you will be directly rebuilt by the violent Mi Xi, for these gods, every day in the temple can be called a torment.

They struggled to survive in this temple, and every day they feared for their lives.

"The Nether?"

Mi Xi's brows were already twisted, obviously not satisfied with this statement, and his eyes were already faintly rolling with killing intent.

For Mi Xi, all the gods in this entire temple are not the same people as him, but just an item, and if they are not satisfied, they can be directly destroyed and rebuilt.

If it weren't for Xue Ling, they were the gods in the Fenglixi Temple, I'm afraid he would have gone down and taken the lives of these gods with one palm.

"Yes...... The lower realm is down, and the king has been in the lower realm tens of thousands of years ago. ”

Xue Ling replied tremblingly, and the cold sweat on her forehead was constantly falling, like beads with broken threads.