As Mo Yu's feet fell, the white bones creaked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Listening to the voice in his ears, Mo Yu couldn't help but sigh.

These were all living people, and they lived comfortably before the end of the world.

No matter how hard the days are, at least you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, you have clothes to keep warm in winter, and a fan to cool down in summer.

After so many years of reform and development, China is no longer what it used to be.

In China before the end of the world, although there were people complaining everywhere on the Internet, compared with decades ago, hundreds of years ago, and thousands of years ago, it was already extremely prosperous.

Throughout the thousands of years of Chinese history, that era did not have the prosperity of China before the end of the world.

As long as the hands and feet are sound, who will be hungry?

As long as they are willing to work hard, who will be poor?

I usually have some spare money, eat and party among friends, drink a little wine, and then sing, play games, and sway my youth in the bar.

I'm busy at work, but I'll always treat myself when I'm done.

Read a novel, play a game, or go out shopping with your girlfriend on a date during the holidays.

Although the days are ordinary, they are by no means ordinary.

Everyone is the protagonist in his life.

And now, the end of the world has come, ten rooms and nine emptiness, nearly 10 billion people in the world, 80% of the evolution has failed, and they have become zombies who have lost their minds and eaten people by instinct.

The rest of the people, struggling, desperately searched for a little food.

On the verge of the struggle between life and death, moral decay, robbery, rape, and murder are not uncommon at all.

Even for a pack of instant noodles that he would only eat in desperation before the end of the world, a man can break his head, earn red faces, red ears, and scarlet eyes.

Women can spread their legs and be at the mercy of others.

All this is not a kind of sadness.

However, those people, isn't it a kind of happiness?

Because they're all alive.

As long as you live, there is hope!

And at Mo Yu's feet, these dozens, or even hundreds of thousands, of corpses are the real sadness.

An entire city, except for the millions of people who failed to evolve and turned into zombies, the rest of the people are buried here.

Behind this city that fell into death, there are not only the conspiracy of the demigods of the Martial God Realm, but also the original sin of those zombies.

This is the hatred between humans and zombies that can never be erased, and this is the reason why the human beings on Earth and the Martial God Realm are not dying.

Mo Yu clenched his fists while climbing the White Bone Mountain with heavy steps.

The nails sank into the flesh, and blood trickled down between the fingers.

After half a ring, reaching the top, Mo Yu looked at the dense and countless white bones under his feet, and his heart trembled.

There is both sadness and hatred.

Reaching out to hold the flag that emitted black smoke and flashed with blood-colored brilliance, Mo Yu raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

"The earth human race and the martial god realm, eternal life and eternity, never die!"

"I Mo Yu, I hereby swear to be the demon god in the hearts of the people of the Martial God Realm, and to make a good career for my earth human race!"

Rumble!

The endless haze dissipated, the thunder in the sky continued, and the thunder and lightning were entangled, converging into a palm that covered the sky and the sun.

The hand of heaven was once again stimulated by Mo Yu.

Under the power of the Heavenly Hand, the White Bone Mountain emitted blood-colored brilliance, quickly forming a blood-colored shield in the sky.

Rumble!

Click!

As the hand of heaven fell, the blood-colored shield shattered, turning into a dim blood light that merged into the mountain of bones.

Seeing the hand of the heavens clapping down, the entire ZJ city fell into darkness.

Li Xinghua, Bu Xingxing, Guo Qilin, the three of them looked at the huge palms in the sky in shock and fear.

What is it?

The three of them didn't understand, only Guo Qilin and Bu Xingxing vaguely remembered that when they were in the magic capital, there was once a palm of this kind hanging in the sky, and then it was shattered by an extremely brilliant brilliance.

But this time, who can resist?

The three fell into despair.

On the other side, outside ZJ City, on a spacious road, Tang Hao stopped on the side of the road with a sudden brake, got out of the car and looked at the huge palm above ZJ City, his eyes flashed with shock and happiness.

Fortunately, I was in a hurry to go back to find my master, and I didn't enter ZJ City and just passed by, otherwise I would have died this time.

In the city near ZJ City, countless survivors also looked at the palms of thunder surrounding ZJ City with shocked faces, and stood in place sluggishly, speechless for a while.

At the moment of life and death, Mo Yu looked at the hand of the heavens above, and suddenly laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, Hand of God? What can I do? ”

The light flew out, the blood light and black qi were filled, and the blood-colored banner in Mo Yu's hand burst out into an extremely bright light shield, covering the top of the White Bone Mountain.

Rumble!

The hand of the heavens completely slapped down, and the endless roar sounded, and in the shield, Mo Yu stood on top of the White Bone Mountain, watching the surrounding high-rise buildings being slapped into dust, and hundreds of millions of thunderbolts bombarded the earth, and the ground was scorched black, whether it was a zombie or a fierce beast, all of them turned into dust.

The entire ground sank more than ten meters, and nothing could be seen except for the black clouds that accompanied the thunder.

The time lasted for several minutes, the thunder dissipated, the black clouds dispersed, and the haze in the sky condensed again.

Mo Yu stood on the White Bone Mountain, looking at the infinite vast earth, the endless pitch-black ground, and the whole person straightened his waist.

"That's it!"

With a sneer, Mo Yu put away the flag.

Stretching out his hands, Mo Yu saw that his hands that had been cut by his nails had all healed, and the remaining blood had also been absorbed by the banner to recognize the master.

The moment Mo Yu's blood-stained hand held the flag, Mo Yu learned all the information about the flag.

Mourning Heavenly Flag, the inheritance holy relic of the Huangquan Demon Sect, a growing demiartifact.

It not only contained all the exercises of the Yellow Spring Demon Sect, but also sealed endless souls.

As the seal continues to be unsealed, the Mourning Banner will burst out with more and more power.

Killing an enemy with the Mourning Banner will devour the enemy's flesh and blood to strengthen one's own body, and it will also absorb the enemy's soul to strengthen the Mourning Banner.

This is a demigod that has the potential to become a true artifact!

This is also the reason why Mo Yu is not afraid of the hand of God at all.

The reason for shouting out the hand of the heavens was because Mo Yu clearly felt that there was still the mana and mark of the mysterious demigod of the Yellow Spring Demon Sect in the Mourning Heaven Flag.

When the hand of the heavens fell, Mo Yu didn't believe that the imprint instinct of the demigods of the Huangquan Demon Sect would not protect the White Bone Mountain.

This was created by the demigods of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect with great difficulty.

The result of the matter was also as Mo Yu expected, the mark had no wisdom, and instinctively guarded the White Bone Mountain, and burst out all the mana left by the demigods in the Mourning Heaven Flag.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, Mo Yu clearly understood the hand of the heavens, that was the power of the world of the Martial God Realm, and under the power of the world, the demigod mark would inevitably be broken.

At this moment, the mourning banner completely belongs to Mo Yu.

At the foot of the White Bone Mountain, Guo Qilin, Li Xinghua, and Bu Xingxing looked at Mo Yu's high-spirited back on the White Bone Mountain in shock, and then looked at the endless city, which was completely flattened by the hand of the heavens, high-rise buildings, trees and creatures, all disappeared.

The look of disbelief in his eyes was difficult to take back for a long time.

The ground had long been pitch black, swept by the thunder, and completely scorched.

In the entire Zhenjiang, the only thing above the ground level is the white bone mountain in front of you. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )