(Cat flutter Chinese) There was no blood on Leng Bing's face, but the muscles on his face couldn't help but start twitching. Suddenly, his body was filled with flashes of electric light, and he shot away violently with a huge amount of energy, but it was as silent as a stone sinking into the sea, without any reflection.

At this moment, suddenly, the entire space seemed to sink down, revealing an unfathomable black hole.

Then a pretty figure came out of the black hole, and when everything returned to its original state, she was standing in front of the cold cold. Leng Binghan raised his eyes to look, but it was the little sister who had just been separated from him.

I saw that she was empty in a black robe, more beautiful than before, so bewitching that it made people dizzy, but her unfathomable beauty eyes did not have the slightest human feelings, which made people shudder when they saw it. She stared coldly at Leng Bing Han, and after a while, her cold eyes suddenly changed, showing watery tenderness, and sighed softly: "Leng Bing Han, you really shouldn't come." ”

Leng Binghan was a little confused when he heard this, but he still couldn't help but say: "You've said this many times, but I'm already here." ”

"I've said that many times?" A strange expression suddenly appeared on the little sister's face, and her beautiful eyes were deeply focused on the cold face, bursting with indescribable moving brilliance, but it seemed that it was only for a moment, her eyes changed again, and all her feelings disappeared without a trace at once, and there was no half of human emotions, and what Leng Binghan saw was just a pair of terrible eyes like a pair of evil beasts looking at their prey.

The luminosity climbed up again, and it was unclear why, and he asked in an instant, and the pressure around him squeezed rapidly.

"Since you're here, you're going to die!" The little sister suddenly said coldly, and as soon as the words fell, a circle of golden rays appeared on the ground, centered on her body, and expanded towards all directions like water ripples.

"Bang!" He was still far away, and Leng Bing Han only felt a huge and irresistible air current, which suddenly washed him out several feet away like pouring seawater, and his blood was churning.

Leng Binghan couldn't help but be speechless, although he didn't know why the little sister suddenly went against the norm and was ruthless to himself, but it was not the first time he had fought with her, but he never knew that she would be so powerful. Was it that she gave up her hand when she fought before, or did her cultivation improve by leaps and bounds in an instant?

Leng Binghan was reluctant to fight with the little sister, and just wanted to say something, but saw that the little sister had swept in front of him, opened the sleeves of her robe, swept up obliquely like a big bat, flew above his head, and suddenly flashed through the entire scorching mid-air and disappeared into the darkness without half a trace of light.

Leng Bing couldn't see anything for a moment, but he clearly felt that she was pressing down on him.

Leng Binghan was about to dodge, when an irresistible pressure pulled him to the ground, and he couldn't move a finger.

Under the horror, Leng Bing puffed up all his strength, and dozens of colorful and dazzling brilliance burst out all over his body, which instantly formed a large net and covered her.

A grim smile appeared at the corner of the little girl's mouth, and she suddenly spun around, as fast as a spinning top, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction, and a terrifying flow of energy was brought up like a tornado. The cold and earth-shattering attack immediately disintegrated the ice, and the body was unloaded with strength, and the body was thrown sideways involuntarily.

barely stabilized his figure, and looked at the little girl who had no expression on her face in front of her, and her heart seemed to have set off a storm.

"You're not a little sister, who are you?" Leng Binghan's eyes flashed violently, staring at the woman deadly, and suddenly asked sharply.

Although the appearance of the two people is exactly the same, they can't find the slightest difference, but the temperament of the two people is very different.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed unscrupulously: "Of course I'm not a little sister, I'm the supreme ---- killer god!" ”

"What? Are you a godslayer? Leng Bing was shocked, it was really hard to believe that the woman in front of me, who looked exactly like the little sister, turned out to be a god-killer.

He had imagined more than once what it would be like to be the leader of a mysterious organization that single-handedly controlled such a huge force. A brutal and bloodthirsty old man? Or a majestic man? …… However, he never thought that the god-killing would be such a beautiful woman.

Seeing Leng Binghan's frightened expression, the crisp, high-pitched, unbridled and ambiguous laughter of the god-killing god couldn't help but shake down in this huge underground palace, as if the more frightened Leng Binghan was, the more she felt happy.

"What is the relationship between you and Xiaomei?" Leng Binghan took a deep breath and asked word by word.

The two of them actually looked exactly the same, and Leng Binghan didn't believe that they would have nothing to do with each other.

"Little sister? What relationship? The killer looked stunned, his sharp eyes were also a little confused, and he muttered in his mouth, and soon his face changed, and he screamed, as if he was about to wake up from a nightmare, and suddenly there was a panicked expression of the little sister: "Leng Binghan, you go quickly, the master wants to kill you!" ”

The space that was originally as bright as day turned from light to dark.

This sudden change suddenly made Leng Binghan stunned, and he looked at the woman with a distorted face in astonishment, and he was at a loss.

"You little slut, you dare to eat inside and out, wait for me to clean him up and then clean you up!" The woman's face changed again, becoming extremely fierce and vicious, and said coldly.

"No, master, please spare him......"

The woman's forehead was bruised, her face showed a look of extreme pain, tears seeped out from the corners of her eyes, turning into crystal teardrops, and her body trembled violently.

Leng Binghan was completely stunned. It turns out that the god killer and the little sister are actually the same person, but they have split personalities. Two very different personalities seem to be vying for control of the body and consciousness.

But soon, Leng Binghan overturned his assertion again. This is by no means a split personality, but there are two spiritual consciousnesses hidden in Xiaomei's body, which are two independent souls in layman's terms, otherwise, there would never be such a huge contrast between the two people.

The main hall was eerily quiet, making the atmosphere even more tense and eerie.

A bead of sweat the size of a bean rolled down from the corner of Leng Bing's forehead, and he didn't dare to reach out to wipe it.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he was confused for a while, and he didn't know how to deal with it. Just as he was pondering, all of a sudden, a huge and incomparable force enveloped the entire space in an instant, and at the same time, an irresistible cold filled every nerve in his nerves.

Leng Binghan's heart trembled, his face suddenly turned white, and he couldn't help but scream: "It's broken!" ”

The woman stopped trembling, her closed eyes slowly opened, her eyes flashed with a strange look, and she said to herself: "Hmph, you also want to fight with me?" Immediately, a silver bell-like smile resounded throughout the space, but there was no longer the slightest sense of softness and sweetness, but it was full of coldness, hatred and disdain.

Cold sweat broke out all over Leng Binghan's body, and he knew that the god-killing had completely controlled this body. But what about the little sister? Will it ever disappear and come to naught?

"Where's the little sister?" Leng Binghan barely mustered up his will and asked in a cheer.

A pair of sharp eyes shot out a cold glow, crossed the space of dozens of meters, and looked straight into the cold eyes, as if looking into the deepest part of his soul.

Leng Binghan has never seen anyone's eyes, and half as sharp as killing gods, what is amazing is that his vision is like substance, like a thousand-pound sledgehammer, penetrating from his own eyes, and knocking heavily into the depths of his soul again and again. It made him breathless, his heart palpitated, and his whole body seemed to soften. A feeling of weakness and despair spread throughout his body, and he felt that the opponent he was facing was an existence that he couldn't knock down even if he tried his best.

Leng Bing Han's heart was startled, and he took a sharp breath to regain his spirits.

In this world, nothing can overwhelm him.

The godkiller glanced at Leng Bing Han with some surprise, and said slowly, "You care about her so much?" No wonder she's all set on you......"

"What the hell is wrong with her?" Leng Binghan interrupted the god-killing ridicule impatiently.

"Hehe, she's okay for the time being, it's just sealed by me." The godkiller smirked and said, "When I clean you up, I'll clean her up." When the time comes, it will be very interesting to let you all die together and never be reborn. ”

The laughter is faintly chilling, and it is creepy to hear.

Hearing that the little sister was okay for the time being, Leng Binghan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart for the time being, but he was still confused and couldn't figure it out, and only after a while did he ask: "Why do you have to deal with me with all your heart?" ”

The god-killing god's face sank, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he was burning with hatred that could not be eliminated for thousands of years, and said coldly: "I am the god-killer, that is, I want to kill all the gods." Since you are God's chosen one, you are destined to be my nemesis! ”

Leng Binghan didn't understand what the god-killing god said, but he also snorted coldly: "What a big breath? If you have the ability, why don't you go to the god realm to kill the gods? But hide your head and tail here? ”

"What did you say?" The cold words seemed to sting the gods, and I saw her screaming, her hair rising to the sky, windless and automatic, and her eyes shot a terrifying strange light, which was obviously extremely resentful.

With the sound of killing gods, heaven and earth suddenly changed. As if the Qi of the Nine Heavens was involved, the entire space was almost completely covered and obscured by the dark and empty clouds, and the giant hall that was originally full of brilliance suddenly became dark, as if at this moment, a world was transformed.

The air was filled with screams, and a huge amount of energy was exchanging and flowing and rubbing. The wind is blowing wildly. A strong pressure pressed towards the cold, making it difficult for his mouth and nose to breathe, and his clothes were pressed against his body, trembling in different directions with the wind, and the whirlpools formed by the gas collided back and forth, giving birth to countless energy torrents, tearing his body like a demon.

"Boom"! "Smack"!

The huge relief on the wall of the giant hall could not withstand the astonishing pressure, and continued to shatter, and the stones fell to the ground one by one, making a chaotic sound. The surface of the temple wall peeled off like powder, and was swept away by the wind, and for a time it was dusty, and the whirlwind sandwiched the broken stone powder, and it flew wildly.

At this time, the cold and cold were already soaked with sweat, his hair was bright red as blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and even his eyes were as red as if they were about to drip blood, and he couldn't help but pant heavily, and his heart turned a monstrous wave. He really couldn't believe that the god-killing after sealing the little sister would be so powerful, but under her coercion, it was like being dropped into an ice cellar, and he couldn't even move a finger.

"Whew!" The god killer suddenly stepped forward, pinched Leng Han's throat with his slender hand, Sen Han's eyes were sharp, and he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "You go to die!" ”

Looking at that familiar face, Leng Binghan couldn't help but feel a little trance, facing each other, he could even smell her breathing. However, breathing became more and more difficult, and consciousness gradually blurred.

Feeling that his consciousness was evaporating little by little from his body, Leng Bing only felt that the whole person and the whole soul were also spinning and flying.

The god-killer's frantic roar faded away, and finally disappeared completely.

Suddenly, I felt cold and cold, and I felt that I had no body, no weight; He has no eyes, but he sees everything; I don't have ears, but I hear a strange sound that I have never heard before...... He felt that time and space stretched endlessly, no longer confined to a certain time and space, a certain universe.

The stars shimmered in the dark night sky, and the nebula clusters began to rise and fall in the eternal void.

"Peng"!

His mind swirled down in a spiral, and with each rotation, his mind narrowed dramatically.

"Wow", he cried, turned into a baby, and then felt back to the mother's **, all kinds of strange sounds in the mother's body, heartbeat, pulse, abdominal digestion of food movement, blood circulation, breathing sound intertwined into the most moving life music.

When he was still nostalgic, the world turned around again, he stood high on the horse, looking at the tens of millions of iron horses, the tide rushed towards him, he shook the lance in his hand, determined to fight to the death, the corpse of the big husband Ma Geri, what a pity to die, a stream of blood surged straight up.

The scenery moved, he wore a robe in a solemn hall, and the civil and military officials below surrendered to the ground, shouting long live, standing tall and tall, full of the domineering spirit of a king.

……

The memories of thousands of generations passed through my heart one by one in an instant.

Thousands of generations of past lives, scene by scene replay in front of my eyes.

Thousands of years of experience are re-experienced at your fingertips.

I don't know how long it took, Leng Binghan's body shook suddenly, and his consciousness returned to his body again, he opened his eyes suddenly, panting constantly, sweat soaked his clothes, but he saw that the god-killing god in front of him was like a ghost, his whole body was shocked, revealing a look of disbelief, the blood on his face retreated at once, as pale as a dead man, and his trembling lips murmured: "No! This is not true. ”

The surroundings gradually brightened, changing from red to orange, orange to yellow, yellow to green according to the spectrum, and finally the whole space was bathed in pure purple. A strange cloud-like gas, like wisps of light smoke blown by the breeze, lingered on the cold body.

The whirlwind died away.

Sawdust and stone dust slowly descended from the sky, drifting to the ground like ice and snow.

The huge hall went from chaotic and noisy to deathly silent and without movement.

Looking at the eyes of the god of slaughter full of panic and disbelief, a realization faintly rose in Leng Binghan's heart, his mind moved slightly, and his hand waved slightly, forming a posture like an orchid's hand, just gently, slowly, beckoning in the air, so slow that he seemed to be able to see the trajectory of it crossing the air current. But the god-killing was like a shell that had lost its soul, and he looked blankly at the cold hand stretched out little by little, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

At the moment when the forehead of the god of murder was printed, the orchid hand burst into dozens of colorful and dazzling lights, as if to illuminate the dark sky as if it were day. All kinds of colorful lights streaked across the bodies of the two of them, and the dazzling star-like glow flashed in clusters of bright light in turn.

The godkiller trembled violently, as if an electric current was rushing through every nerve in her body, and an inexplicable feeling penetrated into the depths of her soul, causing some images to appear in her mind.

The illusions are numerous, but they seem to be what she has experienced and felt, so real.

With a terrible scream, the god-killing god fell to his knees, his eyes constantly changing, sometimes sad, sometimes resentful, sometimes painful, sometimes peaceful, and endless.

With a small "crackling" sound, countless tiny green shoots appeared on the ground of the giant hall, which grew very quickly, and after a while, it spread all over the giant hall, and then, flowers of various colors opened, and the whole platform suddenly became a sea of flowers, and a faint fragrance of flowers came to the nose. A gust of wind blows, the fragrance of flowers becomes strong, the flowers that cannot be seen at a glance sway with the wind, and the faint music wafts in the sky, like a fairy sound, bringing people into the dream world, and the petals flying in the sky flutter with the wind, gathering in front of the god-killing and cold body.

And the giant hall that was destroyed in the god-killing aura just now has also miraculously restored its original appearance, and it is already so solemn and majestic. The ground was also spotless, as if everything that had been experienced was just a dream. I woke up from the dream, and everything was back to square one.

The anger on the god-killing face gradually dissipated, and a peaceful golden light emanated from his body.

I don't know how long it took, the god of killing suddenly raised his head, as if he was the first awakening of a big dream, looked around, his eyes lit up with surprise, but soon, but he was silent, closed his beautiful eyes, and opened his eyes for a while, flashing an expression of grief and remorse, slowly walked to Leng Binghan's body, calmed down, looked deeply, bowed, and said sadly: "Thank you Shenjun for your guidance, so that I didn't continue to make mistakes on this road." ”

Leng Binghan smiled slightly, and through the finger just now, he suddenly understood the origin of the god-killing process.

As a higher-level existence, God gave birth to life in the world, and gradually guided and opened up the wisdom of human beings, so that in just tens of thousands of years, human beings stood out from the beasts, and their minds developed explosively, becoming the so-called spirit of all things, and establishing a brilliant human civilization.

In order to grasp the absolute control of mankind, the contradiction between the two completely different gods of the East and the West finally intensified and exploded, and a tragic war unfolded in a forgotten corner of the long river of time. In this battle, there were countless casualties on both sides, which can be described as a great injury to the vitality, and this event in the divine realm is called "divine death".

After that, the Eastern and Western Divine Realms felt that they could no longer slaughter like this, so they decided to reconcile, so they each withdrew control of the human race. However, all kinds of small actions that could not be put on the table in private were still repeatedly banned, but both sides tried their best to restrain themselves and finally did not let the situation get out of control.

In response to the provocative behavior of Western missionaries entering the land of China to preach, the Eastern gods also discussed and decided to lay a piece of peg in the Western country, calling on people to rise up against the gods, and to engage in an indomitable struggle with the Holy See, weakening the strength of the other party and shaking its foundation. And the one who bears this heavy responsibility is the god killer who once violated the rules of heaven and was degraded to all who have committed crimes and made meritorious contributions.

For a long time, the killing of gods has lived up to expectations, although it was once suppressed and exterminated by the Western Holy See and the Divine Realm, but it has always passed down the organization and doctrine, and developed and grown, bringing great trouble and trouble to the Holy See and the Western Divine Realm. In particular, several "holy wars" have greatly weakened the control and influence of the Western divine realm over human beings.

However, nearly a thousand years have passed, and the god-killing has never received any information and instructions from the divine realm. Feeling forgotten by the divine realm, she gradually developed hatred in her heart, which also caused her personality to gradually distort a little, go astray, and even lose herself, and really took "killing gods" as her mission and did a series of wrong things.

It was only at this moment, with the help of Leng Binghan, that she suddenly woke up, if not, continue to walk, waiting for her, only the god form will be destroyed.

Therefore, Leng Binghan also accepted the worship of the godslayer very calmly.

The god killer slowly got up, waved his hand lightly, Leng Binghan felt a fluctuation under his feet, and the smooth and smooth pale cyan ground was suddenly revealed, and then a stunning beauty appeared in front of Leng Binghan, with a serene expression on her face, as if she was asleep.

"Return the pearl?" Leng Binghan couldn't help but exclaim, and asked the god killer a little nervously, "She's okay, right?" ”

"Divine Monarch doesn't need to worry, she was only temporarily sealed by me, and it's fine." After recovering, the god-killing voice was very soft, and there was no trace of fire, like a fresh breeze, which was refreshing.

"What about the little sister? You and her ......"

The god killer smiled slightly, and didn't see her make any movements, but saw a burst of brilliance suddenly float on her body, and then, the brilliance came out of her body, and a refreshing fragrance of flowers came to her face, and colorful petals flew in front of her cold eyes.

As he watched as the petals gathered more and more, a human figure slowly emerged from the colorful petals.

It was a woman, a beautiful woman who exuded incomparable charm. I can't see the appearance clearly, but wearing a snow-white long dress, I can't see what the material is, the petals in the air fell on the skirt and were actually printed, and slowly, the long skirt became a flower skirt, but it was still very elegant.

She was barefoot, her complexion was as white as snow, her long hair was dragging all the way to her waist, and the colorful petals were falling on her body, and she was not wearing any ornaments.

But the god-killer closed his eyes and collapsed limply to the ground.

Leng Binghan looked at this scene with some dumbfoundedness, and after a while, he asked in disbelief, "You...... God-killing ......"

The petals form a one-meter-square futon hanging in the giant hall, and the woman sits cross-legged on it, a white and tender bare foot is wrapped around the crook of the leg, and the other foot shakes gently, and the petals are like a frightened colorful butterfly, surrounding the body, dancing. She looked at Leng Bing Han's surprised expression, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but purse slightly, revealing a faint smile, as if a gorgeous and soft flower bloomed in the void in an instant: "There will be no god-killing in the future, the slave family is quiet!" Her voice was uncertain, but it was beautiful.

"Then ...... she" coldly pointed to the "god-killer" who collapsed on the ground, and asked expectantly.

"She's a little sister, a real little sister!" You Ran said softly.

At this time, in the void, there were several sounds of hidden thunder, which reached the ears, only faintly, but it seemed to make people's hearts tremble.

Youran Zhen raised his head lightly, glanced at it, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and said softly: "I'm leaving......"

"Let's go? Where to go? ”

Yu Ran said calmly: "Of course it's back to the God Realm, it's been almost a thousand years, and I can finally go back!" Although the voice was flat, his eyes were full of leisurely and fascination. It can be seen that she has been waiting for this day for a long, long time.

Leng Binghan was also happy when he heard this: "Can you go back?" Great! ”

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "It's thanks to you, otherwise, I wouldn't have this day anyway." ”

"Will we meet again?" Leng Binghan asked reluctantly inexplicably.

The gloomy face always gave Leng Binghan a dreamlike trance, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see her face clearly.

"Maybe, maybe not!" Yu Ran said indifferently: "Of course, I hope it will." ”

Leng Binghan smiled and said, "Take care!" ”

Youran smiled slightly, and said, "I'll leave the organization of killing gods to you." If you feel you need it, take it over, and if you don't think you need it, disband. With that, there was a crisp sound, and a golden light suddenly jumped out of her forehead, heading straight for the cold.

Leng Bing Han did not dodge and resisted, and let the golden light "swish" into his forehead, only to feel a warm heat flow from his forehead, instantly mapped into his mind. Almost instantly, he had all the information and information about the organization of the godslayer. Rao is cold, rich, powerful, and powerful, and he can't help but be speechless.

The sheer strength of the God-killing Organization was far beyond his imagination. After nearly a thousand years of accumulation and development, the god-killing has already developed to an incomparable point, and it is by no means comparable to the Feiyuan that he has painstakingly managed. Whether it is financial resources or influence on various countries, it is hard to believe that it is cold and cold if you don't see it with your own eyes.

If necessary, as long as an order is given, Leng Binghan believes that more than half of the countries in the world will fall into chaos, and there is no telling how many regimes will be established under the control of "god-killing".

Leng Binghan's gaffe was all seen in Youran's eyes, and she smiled, as if she knew that Leng Binghan would have such a reaction. After handing over the god-killing spirit, she was also a matter of concern, and as soon as her hand was raised, the red and blue rays of light broke through the air and shot straight up. After a while, the sky seemed to respond, refracting back to a golden light.

The golden light shines on Youran with peace and softness, impartially.

When the golden light came into contact with the delicate body, it suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the huge hall as bright as day.

Leng Binghan couldn't get used to this dazzling light for a while, and his eyes naturally closed, but then he reluctantly opened his eyes and looked carefully.

It would be a shame that this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was missed.

Before the cold vision returned to full clarity, he only vaguely saw the gloom in the golden light rising, as if he was being sucked into the sky by some kind of power. The skirt is fluttering, and it looks like the whole person has a fluttering fairy.

I don't know how long it has been, her shadow has disappeared into the void, but the wonder left behind by breaking through the sky still seems to be in front of me, making the cold soul shake. Cat flutter Chinese