Death?

Huang Xiaoyu sneered in his heart.

Today, even if he begs for mercy, will he survive?

No!

Can't survive.

Not to mention these three plane envoys, the two billion high-ranking gods alone are definitely not something he can deal with.

The Luo Sheng Divine Realm was divided into three, and he didn't find it all.

If all of them are found, and all of them are refined. The unconscious gods in the Rasheng Divine Realm will awaken and be used by him. In that case, we can turn the tables around today.

But now, all he could use was thirty percent of the power of the origin of the Luo Sheng God Realm.

was even limited by his physical body and left the Rasheng God Realm, and he couldn't even use thirty percent of it.

The real use of it, there is already a good one.

These people, in order to kill him, the spirit son, even did not hesitate to destroy all the inferior god realms!

Destroy thousands of divine realms that cannot be measured by numbers......

In this divine realm, there are endless gods. In the body of each god, there are endless beings......

In order to kill him, so many people had to be buried together.

Now, he was in front of these people, how could these people let him go?

Only fight.

Killing one is enough, killing two is earning.

That's what Huang Xiaoyu thinks now.

Sacrifice all the bloodlines, return to the ruins of the coffin, and the two runes are bright.

Infinite corpse power emerged, and in the void, condensed into a huge tomb.

There are ancient corpses crawling out of the grave, roaring and cannibalism, endlessly, like zombies besieging the city. Countless ancient corpses rushed towards the two billion gods, biting them, hunting them, assimilating them, dragging them into their graves......

The emissaries of the three planes resisted frantically.

But he couldn't resist the pressure of the tomb at all.

Fortunately, at this time, the forbidden land of the gods dissipated.

Huang Xiaoyu's spirit rune was completely incinerated, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Luo Sheng Divine Realm slowly faded, and finally turned into a phantom and disappeared.

Even the tomb in the air trembled twice, and its power was much less.

The envoys of the three planes hurriedly escaped from the scope of the tomb's suppression.

One day......

This day is destined to be a nightmare for all the gods in the Flood Desolation God Realm.

This day, even countless years later, still terrifies the gods.

Two billion gods, almost dead and wounded.

The rest, less than tens of thousands, were frightened, panicked one by one, cried wolf howls one by one, vomited blood one by one, looked at the severed arms and limbs all over the ground, and vomited on the ground.

The three plane powerhouses are embarrassed.

The artifact brought down from the plane was shattered.

Covered in wounds.

The clothes are also disheveled.

His hair was messy and he had bloodshot hair at the corners of his face and mouth......

They looked at the mess with horrified eyes.

But in the end, his face showed surprise after all.

This is the last carnival before the destruction of the yellow fish!

His spiritual mansion is ruined!

The blood in my heart is gone!

Can't control the coffin!

Seriously injured, dying, wherever he falls, any immortal can be killed.

He's completely ruined!

This person with a face turned into a person is regarded as a thorn in the flesh of the eye, and he is already a fish on the chopping board.

The envoy of the Demon Sect laughed: "Lingzi has finished pretending, it's time for us." His life is mine! ”

The Ghost Gate envoy teased: "It's a bit too much for you to do this." Lingzi is unique, and whoever can kill him with his own hands will be the first merit. Moreover, it is an infinite glory for us to be able to kill the spirit son with our own hands, enough to live and boast endlessly. ”

Demon Palace Messenger: "In this way, the three of us, let's do it together and get rid of Lingzi." Hahaha......"

The powerhouses of the three major planes, with all their strength, used the most vicious means and the most powerful magical powers, and attacked towards Huang Xiaoyu.

Before the killing machine came, just the coercion had already made Huang Xiaoyu almost collapse, spit out a mouthful of blood, and passed out on the spot.

However, just before the coma.

A voice came to my ears.

The voice of a calm and calm, pampered and humiliated, calculated everything in his heart, controlled the fate of the gods, omnipotent, and high.

God forsaken boy!

She appeared in women's clothing.

The halo in front of her was circulating, and the girl was so beautiful that the whole world was colorless.

In the heavens and all worlds, the only one who can compare with her is probably Situ You.

What happened next, Huang Xiaoyu fainted, and he couldn't know.

Before he fell into a coma, he had only one thought in his heart: it turned out that the game of the abandoned son was not over, and this sinister and cunning woman must have other purposes, it seems that this time, he is not happy to kill him. Is this going to kill him......

The Heavenly Forsaken Boy smiled and looked at the three plane envoys.

The three plane emissaries stopped, frowned, and looked at her, "You are the Goddess of Destiny?" ”

Heaven forsaken child: "Sell me face?" ”

The three plane envoys looked at each other, and finally, with a calm face, said, "Give you face, and our lives will be gone." This man is the Son of the Spirit, and those who have become outside want him to die. Although you are the goddess of destiny, the pinnacle of your future achievements is only like that of the head of the three sects, or even worse. You can't resist this. ”

Heavenly Abandoned Son: "Alas...... It seems that my face is not good. Well, let's put it another way and give you two options. First, get out. Second, die! ”

The three plane powerhouses looked at each other, roared angrily, and worked together to attack the Heavenly Forsaken Prince.

The abandoned boy was calm, as just now.

The Book of Destiny appears in the hand.

Her face was calm, and she opened the book of fate by herself.

Page 1......

Page 2......

Page 6......

That's her limit.

Her expression was still calm, but her face was getting whiter and whiter.

There was still a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

But she smiled......

She turned to the seventh page and said, "So you're here......"

Gently stroke with your bare hands.

In the book of destiny, the light shines brightly.

The silent power of fate shrouded him, and the three plane messengers suddenly turned into clay sculptures.

There was a wind blowing.

The statue kicked up a cloud of sand and dust and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Abandoned Boy vomited a mouthful of blood again, his face became paler and paler, but his expression was happier.

She looked around and said to herself, "Only the dead can keep the secret!" ”

Call!

The wind is howling.

In the blink of an eye, it swept thousands of light years.

Within a million light years, all the gods, all living beings, even the stubborn stones that had not yet opened their minds, were blown into powder by this violent wind......

The Heavenly Abandoned Boy staggered, took two steps, and knelt beside Huang Xiaoyu.

She looked at Huang Xiaoyu with complicated eyes and muttered to herself, "I've been thinking about how you can escape the fate I set for you." The Emperor of the People said that if you can escape, you can escape. It's like one is one, and two is two. Your life is not controlled, but isn't your life also predestined and not controlled by fate? Huang Xiaoyu, all beings are puppets, I just don't want to be the same marionette. I have never wanted to be your enemy, I hope that what I do today will make you have a good relationship with me in the future. ”

The Uncharted.

Disembodied. A stone platform, a chessboard.

The two play against each other.

Fu Xi nodded slightly: "This girl has finally stopped the precipice." ”

Nuwa has an obvious advantage: "It's a pity, it's late." ”

Fu Xi smiled and looked at the chessboard: "I'm not afraid of being late, I'm afraid of not doing it." ”

Nuwa has fallen again, and she has forced the palace: "Being smart is mistaken by being smart." Fools are sometimes foolish. That girl, she's so smart. ”

Fu Xi is meaningful: "Have you ever thought that if she is smart, there is no trace, and even we don't see it, a big game, we maybe, just chess pieces......"

Nuwa was stunned for a moment, looked at the chessboard, and sighed: "I lost this game of chess...... Alas...... Variables...... Variables...... There is only so much we can do to help Daoist Jia. The rest, which has nothing to do with us ......"

(End of chapter)