The joint suppression of the plug-in and Hermes made the divine clone of the prank god Loki understand that Mo Huang is not the object of his casual pranks, but a dangerous enemy, so at this moment, he intends to kill without mercy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But the moment he was about to pull the trigger, he was stunned to find that he couldn't move, because the world bead that radiated immeasurable brilliance had already flown towards him, and it hit straight ahead, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth were shaken, and the Loki Demon Spirit was directly knocked out of the way a hundred miles away.

Falling from mid-air to the earth, Mo Huang did not have any injuries except for the pain all over his body, after all, Loki's pranks, generally speaking, do not die, retract the world bead, Mo Huang slowly walked towards the place of Loki Demon Spirit, every step forward, the end of the world is close at hand, and in an instant he came to Loki's Demon Spirit's side.

At this moment, Loki's demon spirit couldn't care about Mo Huang, holding his head and howling miserably, his body exuded a riot-like strong aura, the light and darkness were uncertain, flickering unclear, and even Loki's body became a little blurred, and the world bead struck a blow, and it was so strong!

"Cut! Although it is a half-finished embryo, it can't even smash a single Loki's divine projection clone, which is also worrying about its direct lethality, but it doesn't matter, anyway, the real function of this man-made god is not to directly output damage, next, Loki's divine doppelganger, are you willing to sign a contract with me, abandon your useless old master, and become my loyal summoned beast? ”

The Loki Demon Spirit was immersed in the pain of the soul being torn apart and shattered, howling miserably, completely losing the ability to resist, unable to answer for a while, and Mo Huang didn't seem to care, waiting quietly, after a long time, the Loki Demon Spirit came back to his senses from the crazy pain, staring at Mo Huang with a terrifying and terrifying look, Mo Huang didn't care, and repeated it lightly.

"Mouth, stupid mortal ant, do you think that your strength is enough to control the great and supreme gods? What a pathetic and pitiful arrogant thought, God is as mighty as the sea, God is mighty as hell, and the glory of God is not something you can vialize on! ”

For the dead duck of the Loki Demon Spirit, the mouth was hard, the ink was noncommittal, and with a wipe of his hands, the world bead was suddenly stretched and turned into a crystal long whip that exuded immeasurable brilliance: "I can't do it if I violate you, but I am quite excited to violate the glory of the gods, I don't know if you have heard that in the world, there is a whip that is three feet six inches and five minutes long, has twenty-one sections, and each section has four runes, a total of eighty-four runes?" But it doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, because from today on, you will have the name of this whip firmly imprinted in your soul, because the name of this whip is called ...... Whip the gods! Ada! ”

There was a strange scream in his mouth, and he whipped violently, and the Loki Demon Spirit was whipped and rolled all over the ground, and then another whip, Loki Demon Spirit's mind was about to collapse, which was not to blame for his fragility, but the whip of the world bead, under the deliberate refining, he had extraordinary restraint power, and when the whip went down, it was not the body that hurt again, but the soul hurt again.

"To sign or not to sign, to sign or not to sign? Or don't sign? Okay, I'll whip until you sign the contract, call me Queen, oh no, call me His Majesty the Emperor, hahahahaha! ”

In the space of spiritual consciousness, the ink wilderness is full of evil, and the sound of a triad of crazy compound laughter resounded in the sky, accompanied by the never-ending whipping sound.

"Cut, I can't stand it after only more than three hundred lashes, have you been broken!" The Loki Demon Spirit who fell to the ground, his eyes rolled white, his saliva flowed all over the ground, and his tongue was crooked, looking like he had been played with and played like a flesh humanoid collapse, but with the clown shape of the Loki Demon Spirit, even if the flesh humanoid collapsed, there was no beauty at all, Mo Huang casually despised it, and then threw it casually, and the whip flew into the air, changing into the shape of the world bead, and then there was a burst of wriggling and transformation, and it turned into a golden painting scroll that grew in the wind.

"Tut, if the Sanqing Dao Ancestor of the thirty-three days realm knows, will he sue me for infringing on the patent of the magic weapon or something, no matter how big it is, the world is so big, it is very normal to occasionally have two or three magic weapon names and functions overlap or something, Fengshen List, give me it!"

The picture scroll exuded infinite devouring power, devouring the flesh-humanoid collapsed Loki Demon Spirit, shaking it a few times, and then from the picture scroll mode, it would be the touch of the world bead again, the brilliance was introverted, the color flowed, and it seemed to be pregnant with something.

In this spiritual consciousness space, the tentacle labyrinth underground, and Hermes suspended above the sky dome are the most conspicuous and brilliant existence in this world, but in addition, there are many other different scenery.

In the most central part of the spiritual consciousness space, the mountain stretches out and does not know how many, the Buzhou Mountain that is high into the blue and dark stands majestically, and the ink wilderness crosses to the top of the Buzhou Mountain, standing on the top of the mountain, the clouds and smoke are swirling, overlooking the earth, and there is an endless simple and vast desolation into the heart.

Silently staring for a while, he didn't know what he wanted to see, but just suddenly there was an urge to stand and overlook, after coming back to his senses, Mo Huang threw it towards the earth, and the world bead fell into the top of Buzhou Mountain, and then the brilliant brilliance burst out, this light, like the light of the world's founding, is endless sacredness and majesty.

A small temple appeared on the top of the mountain, the clouds and smoke were swirling, the holy light was brilliant, and at a glance it was not a mundane thing, and on the top of the temple, there was a plaque hanging, on which the book Pantheon was written, the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and the weather was extraordinary.

Mo Huang calmly stepped into the Pantheon, there was only a huge bluestone square table in the hall, and there was nothing else, Mo Huang's eyes were raised from the hall, looking at the end, and he saw a small platform with nine steps up the steps, just like the rostrum in the school auditorium, and on it, there were three futons, and on this rostrum, there was also a plaque with extraordinary handwriting, which was written Zixiao Palace.

"I won't complain about beating the god whip and sealing the god list, this small room of less than sixty square meters dares to be called the Pantheon, and the small rostrum where the three people sitting side by side are too crowded on the top You dare to call Zixiao Palace, can you have a conscience about your cottage skills! Can the skin be thinner? ”

The ink wilderness is coordinated in the middle, but how the world beads are cast into the embryo of the artificial god is the idea and method proposed by the plug-in, and Hermes is specifically implemented, to put it simply, pointing to a small room and taking the name of the supreme god chamber of the Western God Race, and then pointing to a small rostrum and taking the name of the Eastern God Clan's Dao Ancestor Enlightenment Land, this is all the idea of the plug-in.

At this moment, Mo Huang's external Hermes consciousness is fused into one, a trinity, and complaining about the plug-in is equivalent to complaining about himself, so Mo Huang can only shake his head and smile, walk up the steps, and then slowly sit in the center of the futon, in an instant, infinite brilliance emanates from the cottage pantheon, and what is called to it, as well as the three futons of the cottage Zixiao Palace, as well as the ink wilderness itself, radiant, the phantom of the pitch-black egg appears on the futon on the left, and the futon on the right, a two-meter-high miniature version of Hermes appears.

The fusion of consciousness was lifted, and Mo Huang lost the two completely different, but equally transcendent realms of control, and suddenly felt a sense of loss, but quickly retracted his heart.

The plug-in waved his tentacle and said in an excited tone: "Fellow Daoist, the first opening of our artificial god is really a gratifying thing, and after the Loki Demon Spirit refining is completed, we might as well play a few rounds of mahjong to celebrate!" ”

"Plug-in, the way you celebrate is simply weak, it's better like this, let's go out and find a cheap and beautiful food stall, I'll be the east, eat and drink!"

"Host, your suggestion is as weak as it is, why bother, just project it with spiritual consciousness, let's eat it here! The Ancient Wind Fantasy Plane and the Crimson Blue Realm are both worlds with originating culinary traditions, and this time I want you to take a good look at them. ”

The way the three of them took turns to celebrate was actually not a high-grade proposal, and this proposal was too late to deepen, because at this moment the Pantheon had suddenly shaken, and infinite brilliance came from nothingness and descended in the Pantheon, and then, on the edge of the huge bluestone square table that occupied most of the space of the Pantheon, a quaint bluestone stool appeared out of thin air.

Then, the light condensed, and a person appeared on the bluestone stool, but I don't know why, this person was standing on the chair, not sitting.

The power of the pantheon came from nothingness, and at the same time, it was also partially condensed in Mo Huang's body, and at this moment he exuded a shining brilliance, a supreme, sacrosanct majesty and power filled him.

Mo Huang looked at him with his eyes that were comparable to a strong light canister, and he groaned for a while, as if brewing majesty and momentum, and then asked, "You...... Who is it? ”

"I've seen Daozun, under the surname Luo Mingji, the predecessor is the divine clone of the Western mischief god Luo Ji, at this moment, after Daozun ignition, he has awakened to the old sins, regained himself, and took the Taoist name as Luo Jizi, and met the three Daozun!"

Wen Crepe, quite an oriental Chinese ancient style of conversation not to mention, I don't know where to get a robe and dust, but why do you have a face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, awe-inspiring and righteous, and looks like a full paladin-like face? And what about the biceps that can run horses, the pectoral muscles that can break boulders, and the thigh muscles that can be used as bridge piers? The previous Loki Demon Spirit was a small clown, who showed madness, evil and darkness in his speech and demeanor, and now what the hell is this Dao Brother Gui Paladin who wears the effect of the Dao robe out of the tights, and takes out the two-handed big sword in the dust, and has a righteous and awe-inspiring face?

Seeing this, Mo Huang pondered again, and then said to the plug-in on the left, Hermes on the right: "It seems that there seems to be something wrong with the modulation function of the artificial god, and the Loki Demon Spirit has even refined the painting style when he throws it in, and our celebration needs to be considered in the long run!" ”