The white wings were stained with golden blood and were ruthlessly torn off.

Bruce's lips were trembling in pain, and with the wave of the remaining four pairs of wings, he immediately broke free from Ding Xiaoyi's restraints and quickly distanced himself from him.

But immediately after the Second Yuan God seized the opportunity, he opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of Xuantong Fire, and the red flame exploded on his back.

Today's second elemental god, the Xuantong Fire that erupted, was many times more powerful than before, and Bruce's body suddenly turned into a burning man.

Constantly excite his own divine power, trying to dissolve the flames and the damn dark membrane on his body.

But it is the fire of Xuantong, nothing does not burn, and it cannot be extinguished.

And Ding Xiaoyi's oracle technique is not just a copycat, but truly imitates the core power of oracle art.

It is almost indistinguishable from the original, and when the strength of the two is similar, how can Bruce, who is seriously injured, easily dispel the black film on his body.

But in an instant, the smell of meat had already begun to waft into the air.

"Well, there's a little less cumin, but it's a pity I didn't bring the butcher's box fool."

Ding Xiaoyi shook the wings that had just been torn off in his hands, and the wings still retained the holy power, obviously the wings were the source of the power of these so-called angels.

He put his wings away, these are rare psionic materials, and they have the best effect when used for enchantment.

"Do you see clearly? This is what you call an angel, but that's it, as for your god, it's even more vulnerable, if he dares to come out, I can make him hate Jiuquan today. ”

Ding Xiaoyi rode on the second elemental god, the god was majestic, the five-element bell hung on his head, and the bright light was ten thousand wisps, surging and majestic.

His fierce gaze swept over the fooled fanatics on the holy city walls, and made them understand that the so-called gods and angels were no more.

It's just that the guys who are stronger than them, they will be injured and they will die, and the so-called eternal life in their mouths does not exist at all, and it is not worth entrusting everything to these people.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, but instead of realizing that they had been fooled, they were praying for Bruce.

Ding Xiaoyi could even see the little fluorescence on these ignorant guys, and these fluorescences actually converged on Bruce's body.

With the blessing of the power of faith, Bruce finally broke through the oracle spell on his body, and then a huge amount of holy light rushed into the sky.

Even though the Xuantong fire on his body was still burning, the speed of burning was far less fast than the speed at which Bruce recovered.

"Heretic, I judge you in the name of God!" The majestic voice made the heavens and the earth rumble with it.

Bruce, who was holding the holy sword, stood in the nine heavens, his majestic body was like a supreme god king.

Ding Xiaoyi noticed that this guy actually injected his own blood into the golden holy sword in his hand at this time.

"Then you too will die!" He spoke.

Bruce's tricks are not unusual, just using himself as a sacrifice to deliver the strongest blow.

This guy's strength is very strong, he is already at the peak of the dragon level, even if he self-destructs, the power will be amazing.

Not to mention sacrificing oneself as a sacrifice.

Bruce was silent, his eyes as unanimous as those of those fanatics, flashing with a fiery madness, and he wanted to defend the majesty of the gods.

Remove all stumbling blocks for the Divine Lord, even if the price of doing so is to make him disappear with him.

But he firmly believed that God would lead him to the eternal heaven.

Seeing that he was obsessed, Ding Xiaoyi sighed: "It's a pity that it can't hurt me." ”

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed his own psionic space.

Suddenly, the stars in front of me turned, countless mountains broke out of the sky, the stacked mountains were thick and beautiful, and the clouds and smoke between the pine boulders were steaming up, both majestic and bright, and the quiet was magical.

The endless mountains emerged, but the stars twinkled and blended with these majestic mountains to form a strange array of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the mountains seemed to be alive, slowly turning, chaotic and misty, covering the entire void.

"Sanctions!!"

Seeing this, Bruce decisively poured all the last of his strength into the holy sword in his hand, and there was a loud boom.

I saw the golden sword light falling from the nine heavens, the sword light became bigger and bigger, and even the sword blade had already covered the surface of the sea.

With all his might, the Sword of Judgment was powerful enough to vaporize this sea, and he believed that no one would survive under the Holy Sword.

In the Holy City, countless people who sensed the power of the Holy Sword couldn't help but tremble.

The old preacher was dancing and shouting, "Don't be afraid, the angels will lead us back to the arms of God, and it is your honor to pray with me." ”

With that, he fell to his knees, clenched the cross in his hands, and muttered the scriptures of the sacred scriptures, ready to enter the kingdom of heaven with this holy city.

However, a scene that surprised everyone appeared.

When the vast sword fell into the white mist of the mountains, this sanction power that was enough to cut off the creatures in the ten directions in front of him was like a mud cow entering the sea and disappearing without a trace.

"How so??"

Bruce screamed in mid-air, he didn't believe the full power of his sacrifice, it was actually thunder and rain, and there was no movement at all.

Anger and unwillingness swept over his heart.

It wasn't until the heavy mountains in front of him dispersed and Ding Xiaoyi's figure appeared that he had to believe that he was lonely with his lore blow.

"You...... Hiccup!!"

Ding Xiaoyi patted his belly, looking full of wine and food, feeling more like you who had just come out of a big hotel for dinner.

The arrogant appearance almost made Bruce angry to the extreme, but he was helpless.

His body was turning into a point of light and fading away with the breeze, and finally he could only disappear into heaven and earth with endless resentment.

Bruce's body turned into a little fluorescent, and the holy sword that lost its owner also dimmed, Ding Xiaoyi grabbed the fallen holy sword with one hand, and teased: "Hey, I just said, you can't hurt ...... Hiccup~~~"

Before he finished speaking, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't stop burping, and golden sparks were about to pop out of his mouth.

"Okay, I'll take that back sentence, at least let me survive."

He said, looking in the distance in the direction where Bruce came: "It's better to taste such a good thing yourself." ”

With that, the phantom of the Brilliant Whale appeared behind him, and the behemoth opened its mouth, only to see the golden Sanction Holy Sword emerge from its mouth and spit out towards the sea in the distance.

It turned out that the formation of his spiritual space was the Sumeru formation that he specially tailored for himself, and all things and ten thousand methods, once they entered the formation, they would be continuously reduced, and in the end they would not only be buried in the mountains.

It will be used by himself to devour and hoard the Yuan for his own use.

This is the reason why he has gone to great lengths to rebuild his psionic space.

Under the first attempt, the effect was stronger than he expected, if the only shortcoming was that if the other party was too strong, it was easy to stretch himself out of the injury.

At this moment, with the huge sword light, it pierced through the void and stabbed towards the extremely distant sea.

The world in front of him suddenly turned into black and white under a white light.

Then a line of white waves rolled in, and before the huge waves arrived, a powerful shock wave had already taken the lead in crossing the sea.

In an instant, the white and flawless walls of the Holy City looked like a work of art carved out of cream, and it was like a greedy bear child.

With a bang, it turned into ruins.

Those fanatical believers who stood on the city wall were even more injured by the death and wounds of the shock wave, and some of them simply disappeared from the body and completely evaporated from the world.

Look at the holy city in ruins in front of you.

Although Ding Xiaoyi felt pity for their misfortune, he would not really take it to heart.

I have reminded them again and again, but they are still obsessed, and even when disaster comes, they are dreaming, and they still want to go to heaven.

These ignorant people are simply not sorry to die.

It's just that he has made such a big deal, but he hasn't seen that damn old god appear, which makes him frown, think about it carefully, simply laugh three times, and reach out to tear open the void in front of him, just to leave here.

It's like a great revenge.

"Don't go, the Lord will punish you!"

Seeing that this demon was leaving, there was a burst of angry cursing in the holy city, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, and he found that the person who still had the strength to curse himself was actually the old priest who looked weak.

It's just that he is in a very bad state, his left arm has been lost somewhere, and even his legs have been smashed into meat sauce by a huge gravel.

Only one of his right hands remained intact, and he pointed at him and cursed loudly.

"Huh!"

Ding Xiaoyi stretched out his hand to hold the holy sword in his hand, and sneered, "It's up to you." ”

With that, he threw his backhand, and in an instant, the holy sword froze in front of the bridge of the old priest's nose.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes shrank sharply, and he saw that the holy sword he threw was actually gently clamped by two fingers.

The person who held the holy sword was an old man of ancient age, simple linen clothes, a high bulging hump, and it was so old that it was difficult to judge how old he had lived.

Even the fingers that hold the holy sword look as slender as chopsticks that could be used at any time.

"God-level!! You are the old god, don't you say that the old god can't be born? Ding Xiaoyi pretended to be surprised and shouted.

"You've been bullied to the house, how can I not be born, kid, you've gone too far."

The old man withdrew the holy sword and held it in his hand, his face already kind and dignified.

"Come, take refuge in my disciples, and I will pardon your original sins!" The old man said in a deep voice.

Ding Xiaoyi was in a trance for a moment, but soon came back to his senses and found that he had unconsciously walked more than ten steps.

His heart was shocked, and his eyes suddenly sharpened: "I don't have any interest in your hypocritical sect."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to run.

But at this time, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly found that the space and time around him seemed to be completely disconnected, and he was obviously rushing forward in the wind.

But when he turned around, he found that a figure exactly like himself was still standing in place, as if it was his own shadow.

At this time, the figure of the old man came, walked to the shadow without hurry, grinned, and raised the holy sword in his hand to slash at his body.

"Poof!!"

Blood splattered on his back, and a pang of pain hit him, and everything in front of him returned to normal.

"What's going on??"

He was shocked in his heart, his eyes flickered, thinking about everything that had just happened, and it took a moment to realize: "It's time." ”

"You are very smart, it is the power of time, you can also do it, I can teach you if you want to learn, child."

He opened his palm, and saw that in the thin palm, there were elements such as wind, fire, thunder, light, light, and darkness easily gathered.

The benevolent face became more and more peaceful, making people unconsciously want to get close to this old man.

"God is omnipotent, child, you have the potential to be God, even have the power to surpass me, but no one teaches you, and you will never be able to touch this threshold."

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the various rule forces gathered in the old man's hands, even if he was well-informed, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

Chubby They had reminded themselves that the Old Gods were very powerful, and he didn't expect them to be so outrageously powerful.

The old man seemed very pleased with the shocked look on his face, and continued, "I was once the main god of this world, the supreme god, the greatest authority, and countless believers, even the emperor must be crowned by me. ”

He whispered about his glorious past, as if he was tracing himself back in that era.

Hundreds of millions of believers, with a lofty and supreme position, easily control everything in this world.

But thinking about it, the old man seemed to think of something bad, and his face turned gloomy: "If it weren't for that sudden disaster, maybe this world would still be in the palm of my hand." ”

"Disaster?"

Ding Xiaoyi frowned, remembering that the textbook mentioned the huge earthquake more than a hundred years ago, as well as the past he learned from Bai Tang at the top of Kunlun.

couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "Is the time axis broken?" ”

When the old man heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and looked at him with deep meaning: "It seems that I don't need to popularize science for you anymore, you seem to know a lot of secrets." ”

"Well, it's okay, you keep talking, I like to listen to stories the most, oh, why don't we talk slowly with melon seeds."

Ding Xiaoyi endured the hot pain on his back, and said to the old man with a hippie smile.

In his heart, he was secretly scolding Song Xingxue, how could he not come back.

He tried to stall, but the old man seemed to have run out of patience to continue talking.

"These things, we can talk slowly in the future, the child eats him, you will get infinite divine power, you will become my spokesperson in the world, I can teach you to have infinite divine power."

There was an extra white ball of light in the old man's hand, and Ding Xiaoyi saw that there was actually a white insect in the ball of light.

The insect is like a silkworm baby, with a green gem on its forehead, and what attracts him the most is that there are six pairs of white wings behind this worm.

Seeing this, he immediately understood how those birdmen came from, all from this thing.

It can even be understood as an intact psionic creature that, once consumed, will merge with it like a fallen soul.

"Kid, what are you waiting for? Don't you want to? ”

In the end, the old man's face gradually became indifferent, and the holy sword shining with golden light in his hand exuded a piercing cold glow.

Ding Xiaoyi frowned, his expression was embarrassed, as if he was weighing something left and right, until a moment later he said, "I'm afraid." ”

"Afraid of what??" The old man asked.

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I saw Ding Xiaoyi slowly raise his head, and the corners of his mouth raised a proud arc: "I'm afraid that after eating, I will no longer be able to pick up the dishes and chopsticks and eat soft rice with peace of mind." ”