As a god, who would hate you to the core?

It's not those grassy lives, it's those who have inherited God's grace, stepped up to the altar of God, and begun to stand at God's feet and look up to God. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

You have given everything, it is your grace, but when you want to take everything back, what was once grace turns into hatred!

How deep the grace is, how strong the hatred is!

The people who hate you the most will never be those who are far away from you, they will always be the people around you.

The hatred transmitted from the astronomy is like a mountain and a sea, surging, full of hatred for this world and for the ancient god Zheng.

Master Wenwen's flame power was still pouring into the mask. The thorns born from inside the mask continued to tremble, forming a strange force that poured into Blossom Ping's mind.

Hua Ping kept moaning in pain, Su Qing was a little stunned at this time, she didn't know what to do, she didn't know if she should take off the mask on Hua Ping's face now.

At this time, Hua Ping's Yuan Ying rushed out of Hua Ping's body, and the Yuan Ying rushed out with a mask, and Hua Ping's body softened to the ground.

Astronomy began to emerge from Hua Ping's original mourning baby, and these astronomys were simply against the whole world and the rules set by the ancient god Zheng.

Infants will grow old and die at a certain time, this is an iron law set by the ancient god Zheng, fighting against such rules and fighting against death.

If there wasn't so much resentment in this, Fang Dang would definitely throw himself into such a struggle.

Fang Dang looked at it from the perspective of the ancient god Zheng, but he also knew that the birth, old age, sickness and death of infants were a helpless thing that had to be had.

The life span of the infant is too long, if there is no aging and becoming the shackles of losing babies, the babies can live forever, for the world, there can only be one eternal life, that is, the creator of this world, even the life span of the creator of the world is only in this world, a kind of eternal existence of life, for a world is simply a cancer, destroying the balance of the world, thinking of this, Fang Dang couldn't help but fall into thought again, he wants to become the creator The purpose is to hope that his family can live forever in the world he has created, boundless, then when he really becomes the creatorCan such a thing be allowed to happen?

Then Fang Dang laughed to himself, he was still 108,000 miles away from the realm of the Creator, it was too early to think about this.

When Fang Dang retracted his mind, Hua Ping had stopped screaming, the mask was constantly melting, and slowly Hua Ping's face of a lost baby appeared from the mask.

No, it's not a lost baby anymore, Fang Dang clearly felt that Hua Ping's Yuan Infant was brewing majestic vitality, just like rejuvenation, this was a fresh life, not a dying old man in the twilight of the West Mountain.

Fang Dang was shocked at this time, originally he was still a little skeptical about the role of the mask, because the existence of this mask itself was a challenge to the ancient god Zheng, and now, when everything happened like this, Fang Dang was finally convinced that the half-demon race was a very remarkable race.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the existence of this mask that the half-demon clan will end up in front of them.

It was not only Fang Dang who was shocked, Su Qing cried with joy on one side, and on the other side, Master Wenwen's eyes bloomed with bright light.

After entering the realm of the four turns, the Yuan Infant of the Infant Scholar basically has no possibility of becoming a lost baby, and what really attracts Master Wen Wen is those astronomy, and it is those forces that rebel against this world.

For Master Wen Wen, this is simply opening up another world.

The intense resentment, the disdain for the rules of the world, the struggle in the dying, is so moving.

Although there are also people who can reconstruct a yuan baby to come out, in order to avoid the death of the lost baby, but that is not a struggle, it is a kind of opportunism, what is in front of you at this moment is a hard confrontation with the laws of the world, it is a struggle without any pretense, the kind of re-creation of a yuan baby is an accident that cannot be copied, but this mask is obviously a successful replication by mastering the technology.

This kind of mask carries a kind of anger, a kind of hatred, a kind of catharsis, this kind of emotion is easy to infect people, especially the four-in-turn infants who think that they have a very thorough understanding of the whole world, if they do not have the realm of Fang Dang who thinks from the perspective of the creator, it is easy to fall into a confrontational mood - the ancient god Zheng created us and then killed us, why? I am not willing to be fabricated and erased at will!

For a while, Master Wen Wen just quietly watched the changes in Hua Ping, and of course the collapsing flames above Fang Dang's head were still like rain.

Fang Dang didn't have time to continue watching the changes in Hua Ping now

, Because Fang Dang still had to muster all his energy to fight against the flames that fell from the sky above his head, although Fang Dang used part of the power to run the mask to help Hua Ping recover the Yuan Infant, but the rest of the power had nowhere to digest it, so he could only eat it all, it was obvious that the Devouring Lord without a complete body would not be able to eat such a huge amount of power at all.

At this time, the magic weapons that formed the body of the Devouring Lord began to shatter one by one.

At this time, Hua Ping's Yuan Ying returned to Hua Ping's body.

At this time, Hua Ping returned to the realm of the third turn, and the mask not only helped Hua Ping turn the lost baby into a normal Yuan Baby, but also injected more vitality into Hua Ping's Yuan Baby, restoring Hua Ping's original realm.

The Flood Desolation Beast, which had been watching the excitement, screamed badly, and Hua Ping returned to his original state, which meant that he had to become Hua Ping's slave again, and if Hua Ping asked him to deal with Master Wen Wen, he couldn't refuse at all.

Sure enough, the Flood Desolation Beast, which was watching the excitement in the air, received Hua Ping's order, and rushed towards Master Wen Wen with a huge amount of insect mist.

Master Wen Wen, who was immersed in astronomy and the power full of fighting spirit, snorted coldly, and was about to destroy the Flood Desolation Beast, but the insect mist in the sky did not rush directly in front of Master Wen Wen, but stayed in the far away place of Master Wen Wen, and then the insect mist extended and turned into an incomparably wide wall.

Master Wen Wen couldn't help but be slightly stunned, no matter how you look at it, this insect mist doesn't look like any means of attack, defense, not like, such a thin insect mist wall, he can break through it with one finger.

Just when Master Wen Wen was puzzled, a picture appeared on the wall made of insect mist.

In the picture is the face of the Nine Infant Emperors.

"Old friend, when you saw this picture, you must have been a fourth-turn infant, and I had already arrived at the Dao Mirror Realm, waiting for your arrival there. ”