Chapter 540: The Last Days of the Holy Maiden
The soul-destroying knife held in the little white maid's hand slowly withdrew from the nine-colored goddess's nine-trick exquisite heart.
Every inch away from the knife, the life of the nine-colored goddess is missing an inch.
"Heavenly Dao wants to exterminate our gods, I don't want to die, do you understand? If he lives, I will be surpassed by him, but if he dies, will the barrier imprisoned between heaven and earth disappear forever, and our gods can freely enter and exit the divine realm and the mortal realm? The little white maid said to herself.
The maid may be sorry for the nine-colored goddess, so she explained the reason why she killed the nine-colored goddess.
"At the same time, without the five decays of heaven and man, will we, as women, never grow old? Never die? The little white maid continued.
"Xiaobai, do you really believe what the sea god said, Ye Fan is dead, and this world will be free?" The Nine-Colored Goddess asked in a deep voice.
She spoke softly and gently.
"That's right!" The little white maid heard the gentle tone of the nine-colored goddess speak.
No hate, no swearing!
This made the little white maid very annoyed in her heart, and her face was hot.
The soul-destroying knife in her hand was once again twisted on the Nine Tricks Exquisite Heart, and it seemed that the Nine Colored Goddess still regarded her as her best friend, which made her very unhappy, and she was immediately punished on the Nine Colored Goddess.
"It is indeed free, without the constraints of the laws of the Heavenly Dao, killing can be free, and it will not be condemned by the Heavenly Dao. The tragic landscape of big fish eating small fish and small fish eating shrimp can be seen at will, the human world and the divine realm have become hell, people live in a nightmare of fear and trembling, and without the Heavenly Dao, the six reincarnations of this world will stop, and all vitality will stop running! The mountains don't rise, the water doesn't flow out! ”
"Do you understand? Your children and grandchildren will live in hell! The Nine-Colored Goddess explained to the little white maid.
It's just that this explanation looks unusually poignant; The bleeding did not stop.
"I don't understand, and I don't have to, because future generations are their business, I just want me to live, and I live beautifully!" The little white maid was annoyed and roared.
Prepare to withdraw the soul extermination knife at one time, so that the nine-colored goddess will be directly shattered and will never be reborn.
However, the blade of the Soul Exterminating Knife held a pair of soft hands, and the Nine-Colored Goddess held the sharp blade tightly, even if the white bones were eerie and visible.
The Nine-Colored Goddess found that she had to look at the Heavenly Dao that had been waiting for millions of years, which was her lifelong belief.
"Die!" The little white maid was about to strike, regardless of whether the fingers of the Nine Colored Goddess were intact, she wanted the Nine Colored Goddess to die now.
However, there was a boom in the sky...... The voice is surging.
The little white maid's movements became sluggish.
Ye Fan slashed the surrounding pseudo-gods and instantly appeared in Bicui Peak.
Ye Fan stepped on the weeds of the mountain peak, and gradually approached the nine-colored goddess on the edge of the cliff.
Ye Fan froze the time around here, making it pass slowly.
"You, don't come here!" The little white maid moved slowly, but her vicious mouth was not slow, and she screamed at Ye Fan.
However, Ye Fan still approached step by step, walking very heavily, but he was indomitable.
The little white maid looked at the sky, the way of heaven was walking towards her, she panicked, trying to escape, but her body no longer obeyed.
So, she hurriedly asked for help from the Supreme Sea God who was brewing a big move in the sky.
"Supreme God, master, save me!" Xiaobai prayed hard.
However, Seagod Tang San didn't have any reaction.
Ye Fan raised his palm and slapped "Smack!" In the head of the little white girl, the sound of watermelon cracking sounded in the mountain peak.
And the maid's frightened, begging expression for survival was still imprinted on her face.
"Supreme God, you promised me, protect me for the rest of my life!" Xiao Bai used her last breath to question the master in the sky, and she whispered full of doubt.
"Who do you think would want a dog who is treacherous and rebellious against his old master?" Ye Fan answered the mystery in her heart for her.
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