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Hearing Lin Han's first words, the god of gluttony suddenly felt happy in his heart, it seemed that Lin Han still missed the old love. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but when he got to the back, his heart sank a little, and even a little panicked, and hurriedly said:

"My lord said it was funny, my qualifications were dull, how could I become a saint, my lord said it was funny!"

"You think I'm going to strangle in the cradle the potentially holy for my own benefit?"

Lin Han looked at the frightened god of gluttony with some amusement, and continued:

"As soon as you come into contact with a little Heavenly Dao, you should know the power of Heavenly Dao, although I am a saint, but I only manage the world for Heavenly Dao, do you think if I kill the manager selected by Heavenly Dao, what will happen to me?"

Lin Han paused and said:

"Of course, as far as I know, you are not the one chosen by Heaven"

The last sentence strangled the little careful thought that the god of gluttony had just come out of, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Alright, you go aside!"

Lin Han showed a smile on his face, he was still very happy to be able to play tricks on others. After speaking, he lifted his control over the god of gluttony, turned to look at the remaining main gods, and said with a touch of coldness on his face:

"Sorrow and laziness go to gluttony!"

As he spoke, he didn't see any movement, and the two main gods were directly thrown aside by an invisible force, leaving only the god of conceit and the god of rage a little dazed.

"You two kill yourselves!"

Lin Han said lightly, just like saying let them eat, indifferently and indifferently.

The furious god was stunned for a moment when he heard Lin Han's words, and then immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy loudly.

"Your Excellency. Spare us."

Compared to the God of Wrath, the God of Conceit looked at the God of Wrath with disdain, and then snorted coldly, and stood there proudly, not saying a word.

"Hey, it's pretty tough!"

Lin Han said in a strange way, and then a vicious note flowed through his mind. I couldn't help but smile evilly on my face, and said:

"I like tough people, so I'll give you a chance!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the angry god who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, and said:

"As long as you kill him, I'll let you go!"

After saying that, he looked at him with interest to see what he did.

The conceited god was stunned for a moment. Immediately, his face was a little complicated. He looked down at the furious god who was kneeling on the ground, his fingers trembling slightly.

At this time, the furious god, who had heard Lin Han's words clearly, raised his head to look at the conceited god, and shouted with a frightened face:

"Conceited, don't, don't"

The conceited god's face was full of struggle. From time to time, his eyes flashed with killing intent, but he was suppressed again.

Soon, though. The survival consciousness of the conceited god completely overcame his self-esteem, and the murderous intent was everywhere.

"Huh~"

A long sword burst from his palm, and he grabbed the hilt and pointed it at the furious god. Said:

"Furious, I want to live too!"

Although the god of conceit does not say it explicitly, the meaning is very obvious.

After saying that, the conceited god who had been released from his shackles stabbed at the frightened and furious god with a sword, and the tip of the sword flashed with a penetrating cold light.

"Ding~"

The tip of the sword stabbed into the neck of the furious god with a crisp thud, and the imaginary pain did not appear. The angry god, who originally thought he was dead, hurriedly touched his neck with his hand, but there was no wound.

"Lin Han. You? ”

The conceited god looked at Lin Han with some annoyance with his sword, just now Lin Han couldn't help but block his sword, and the force of the rebound even shocked his hand a little numb.

"It seems that your conceited god is not a hard bone!"

Lin Han looked at him with a mocking expression, and disdain jumped on his face. Then, with a stroke of his mind, he let go of his bondage to the wrathful gods and said to them:

"There can only be one between the two of you, it's up to you to do it!"

After saying that, he stopped paying attention to the two of them, turned to look at Michael and Yehwa, and said lightly:

"Actually, I have to thank you for what I am today!"

After speaking, he looked at the expressions of the two and continued:

"I despise you!"

"You!"

Yehehua glared at Lin Han with anger on his face, a puppet he created actually overturned him, the creator, which made the arrogant Yehehua a little difficult to accept. is still being ridiculed by the other party, which makes him want to tear the other party alive.

Michael glanced at Lin Han, and then said to Yehhua with a sneer:

"Yehehua, I didn't expect you to be here today! Hahaha~"

Being pressed under Yehwa all his life, and finally being able to see each other's jokes, made Michael feel extremely happy. The smile on his face hadn't dissipated yet, and he looked at Lin Han and said:

"You're powerful, but I want to beg you to do something!"

"Oh?"

Lin Han looked at him noncommittally and said:

"I'm a person who can't afford to be early!"

"I can give you all my wealth, including my main artifact, the Divine Throne!"

Michael had a nervous madness on his face, and he looked like he had completely lost his mind. Countless years of suppressed anger had completely deprived him of the rationality and divinity of the Lord God.

"I can get these things myself, even if you don't want to give them!"

"Okay then."

There was a rare trace of struggle and hesitation on Michael's face, which couldn't help but make Lin Han a little interested. After bowing his head and pondering for a while, Michael raised his head and looked at Lin Han with red eyes, gritted his teeth and said:

"I can tell you something about the Goddess of Fate, something that even Yehwa doesn't know!"

"Oh?"

Lin Han showed a look of curiosity on his face, and at the same time used the power of the saint to forcibly enter the core of this world, looking for something about the goddess of fate. But what made Lin Han a little strange was that there was not the slightest message, and it seemed that the character of the goddess of fate did not exist at all. Lin Han's curiosity became even stronger!

"Tell me about it!"

"She's not from this world!"

Michael said an answer that surprised Lin Han a little, and Yehwa on the side was also a little dumbfounded.

"Go on!"

Lin Han's interest was successfully aroused.

"I want you to promise me one condition!"

Michael insisted.

"On what terms?"

"I want Yehwa's life!"

Michael's face was hideous, and a rich murderous intent continued to escape from him.

"Michael. You're a fucking lunatic! ”

When Yehehua heard Michael's condition, he immediately scolded frantically, and his soul writhed hard to break free from Lin Han's restraints.

Lin Han frowned slightly and glared at Yehehua, who let out a painful roar as if he had been devoured by thunder, and wisps of golden smoke escaped from his divine soul.

"I admit that I was aroused by you, and I promise you conditions!"

Hearing Lin Han's agreement, Michael's face showed a look of crazy joy. Hurriedly bowed his hand to Lin Han to express his gratitude, and then said:

"Actually, that's what I find out occasionally."

It turned out that although Michael loved Pandora, the goddess of fate, as a great main god, he still had at least the ability to restrain and judge. Although he has been following the route designed by Pandora to trap Yehwa. But that's also his purpose. He can't help but achieve his goal, and at the same time please Pandora, killing two birds with one stone, why not!

But Pandora never accepted his affection, and at first, Michael always thought that as long as he worked hard and persevered. Pandora will definitely fall in love with herself.

However, he later found out that Pandora had already been in love. Not Jehwa, not hemichael, but a man named Dijun. Everything she did was to return to a place called Honghuang and fulfill Dijun's dream!

"Dijun?"

Lin Han muttered to himself in a bit of a daze. His mind was a little messy. Lin Han, who has read a lot of flood novels, naturally knows who this emperor is, the three-legged golden crow conceived in the sun star transformed by Pangu's left eye, the lord of the heavenly court during the Lich period, the first master of the Hetu Luoshu, and the demon emperor who is in charge of the demon clan with the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

However, according to mythological stories, this emperor fell in the battle of the lich, and even the accompanying magic treasure river Tuluo book was taken away by Fu Xi. Right now. He heard the news of Dijun again in a strange world, which couldn't help but surprise him a little.

"Did she say what her name was?"

Lin Han looked at Michael with some eagerness, he was now very curious to know what the true identity of this mysterious Pandora was.

Michael thought for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"Nope!"

Hearing Michael's negative answer, Lin Han couldn't help but feel disappointed, and then fell into contemplation again.

"Emperor Jun, Flood Wilderness, Dream"

Lin Han muttered to himself in a low voice as his brain sprang into action, trying to find relevant clues from what Michael said.

"Flood wilderness, Dijun's dream, love?"

Suddenly, a spiritual light crossed Lin Han's mind.

"Could it be her? It's definitely her! ”

Lin Han showed a thick smile on his face, and said lightly:

"I didn't expect her to die."

After speaking, Lin Han stretched out his hand and swiped in the void, and suddenly a spatial crack appeared in the void. Immediately, Lin Han pointed his palm towards the spatial crack, and a powerful suction force emerged from Lin Han's palm.

"Hum~"

After a few tens of seconds, the spatial crack suddenly trembled violently, and the surrounding space began to distort, as if something was emerging from it.

It's just that, after nearly a minute, the spatial crack only trembled, but nothing came out.

Seeing this, Lin Han's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and his fingers clenched hard,

"Bang~"

The space around the spatial crack suddenly exploded violently, and a petite figure flew out of it. The figure flew out and spun around in mid-air a few times before steadying and levitating in mid-air.

The woman looks extremely mature, with a plump and bumpy figure. The face is extremely beautiful, but the thick evil aura emanating from the eyebrows and eyes destroys this delicate face.

"Sure enough, it's you, Xihe!"

As soon as Lin Han saw her appearance, he knew that he had guessed correctly, she was the wife of Emperor Jun back then, the mother of the ten little golden crows, and the queen of heaven Xihe. It's just that what he didn't expect was that in the battle of the Lich, many ancient powers fell one after another, and her queen Xihe actually crossed into this world and became the goddess of fate.

"Saint?"

Xi He was also once the queen of the wilderness, so she could naturally discover Lin Han's identity, but she did not have the slightest respect for the saint, but endless hatred.

She hated saints, including the Nuwa saint. Because the Western sage Zhun Ti pouted the Styx Ancestor and designed to trick Xiao Jinwu out of the Tang Valley, and then was shot to death by Hou Yi; Because Sanqing and other saints blocked Nuwa's door during the Lich War, Nuwa couldn't make a move, and finally all the Liches withdrew from the history of the flood; Because Nuwa, as a saint of the demon clan, did not help the demon clan, which eventually led to the defeat of the two clans; Because the Hongjun Sage, who was a Taoist ancestor, did not give the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Emperor Jun Hongmeng, who were already famous and prominent at that time, purple qi, but gave a red cloud who was incompetent.

She hates all the saints, because of the saints, the demon clan can only hide in the deep mountains and rivers in the end.

"I'll kill you bullshit hypocritical saint!"

Xihe frantically rushed towards Lin Han, his body full of demonic aura lingering, even a few main gods felt a little awe-inspiring when they felt this majestic demonic aura.

"Definitely!"

Lin Han pointed at her and snorted softly. Xi He, who had been rushing over frantically, suddenly stopped, no matter how she used her divine power, she couldn't lift Lin Han's spell.

Lin Han flew in front of Xi He, stretched out his palm and pressed it on Xi He's smooth forehead, his eyes narrowed slightly.

With Lin Han's movements, Xi He's face became more hideous, and the green tendons at his temples twitched constantly. But Lin Han's mind kept flashing all kinds of pictures, war, conspiracy, and pain

After more than ten minutes, Lin Han finally digested all his memories and returned to his previous position.

It turned out that at the end of the Lich War, Gonggong was angry because of the tragic death of his brother, which caused a hole in the sky, the heavenly river fell, and the whole flood and sorrow were everywhere.

When the mountain topple down, the huge energy caused the space to crack, forming a small space-time wormhole. Xihe, who was seriously injured by the ancestral witch, happened to be at the entrance of the space-time wormhole, and was sucked into the wormhole by a huge suction.

And the place corresponding to this space-time wormhole happens to be the heavenly realm here, and the seriously injured Xihe came to the heavenly realm of the other world in such a daze.

After countless years of recuperation, Xihe gradually recovered most of her strength, but due to the influence of the space-time wormhole, Xihe's original good corpse was destroyed, and her strength also fell back to the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't improve. (According to the author's guess, Xihe's strength should have reached the quasi-saint realm of beheading a corpse.) Her husband Dijun beheaded two corpses by virtue of establishing the heavenly court and completing the heavenly marriage. And Xi He, who was also born on the Taiyin Star transformed by Pangu's eyes, is naturally not weak, and it is no problem to behead a corpse by relying on the merits of heavenly marriage. ）

Although she also knew that the power of faith was the power of merit, she could not use the power of faith to improve her strength.

Eventually, after countless years of research, she finally knew why, Godhead!

Although she knew that she couldn't use the power of faith in this world because she didn't have a godhead, she still couldn't make up her mind to destroy her cultivation and re-cultivate. She was afraid, afraid that she would not be able to cultivate her godhead after destroying her cultivation, and in the end, the bamboo basket would be empty.