Wang Quanquan looked at the peach forest again, the white light flashed inside, and a monstrous coercion was taking shape.

He frowned, stretched out his hand to Tianyi and said:

"The sky is falling into a cage."

An invisible force tore a gap in the sky, and four thick iron chains hung from it, stretching into the depths of the peach forest.

Soon after, a loud bang came out, smoke and dust billowed in the forest, and a huge figure smashed into the crack in the sky with a fist.

Under the violent shock, the crack re-closed.

The giant shadow seemed to be unaffected by the peach forest, and its body emitted a dazzling light, and it walked towards the edge step by step.

It was only when he stepped out of the smoke and dust that he saw that it was a six-armed giant condensed from light, and each of the giant's six arms held a short spear.

The god of light Yiyang stood on the giant's shoulder, the originally broken arm had been restored, and a sun and moon wheel kept swimming around the giant, but the movements were not as flexible as before.

The fierce god Jinyun was closer to the king's authority, and said with a solemn expression:

"This madman actually absorbed the essence of the sun and moon wheel."

"What are we going to do?"

Wang Quanquan felt the aura of destruction on the giant's body, and it was false to say that he was not stunned.

Jinyun was about to reply, but suddenly his face changed slightly, and he turned around and pounced on Wang Quanquan.

The next moment, two short spears slashed past the place where the two of them had just stayed, silently.

This is the supernatural power of the spiritual weapon Yin Yang Chakra, no matter how far away, the thought can take a person's life.

The king's authority was still held by the woman, and his chest was a hard armor, which was not pleasant, so he pretended to be shy and said:

"Senior, there are family people below, it's inappropriate for you to do this, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach was hit, and Wang Quanquan's body instantly bent into a prawn, and there was a burning pain on the top of his head, and the smell of burning hair in his nose was drilled into his nose.

No need to ask, the other party saved his life just now.

"No matter how flamboyant you are, I won't kill you first without him doing anything." The female murder god's voice was indifferent.

Wang Quanquan straightened up, his face was solemn, and Jinyun turned his head to Tong Wang, who was watching the play in the distance, and said:

"Chen, the spirit weapon has come out, what are you waiting for?"

The young man didn't seem to hear it, but still looked up at the sky.

"Don't make me smoke you!"

The man finally reacted this time, turned his head and smiled this way, the pink light on his body flashed, and a figure rushed out of the heavenly spirit, heading straight for the giant above.

"Yiyang, long time no see."

Hearing this, the god of light's face changed, and drove the giant to smash the pink figure.

The other party was still calm, "I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, your kid is still so gloomy and black-bellied, and he is blind to the title of God of Light." ”

As he spoke, he kicked the incoming fist and kicked the giant back three steps.

The pink figure stepped forward, grabbed the sun and moon wheel that was still swimming, and threw it into his sleeve, and the six-armed giant lost its support, and suddenly turned into a point of light and dissipated.

From the shot to the breaking of the supernatural powers, it only took ten breaths to come, and it has always seemed to be at ease.

……

Looking at the bewitching man in front of him, Yiyang only felt a headache, and the person who came was the first good god, the god of love "Wenchen".

Love is not only limited to the love of men and women, but also brothers and sisters, relatives and friends.

The above are all small loves, kings for the people, saints for the world... There is love in everything.

The god of love, Wenchen, once added the love of men and women according to his personal preferences, adding a lot of troubles to the world, and he was also disliked by the ancient gods.

Although his character and even clothing are up for debate, his loyalty to the Holy Spirit is not inferior to Bai Hao and Lu Feng.

The god of love is so strong that at the beginning of the Great War of Soul Extermination 10,000 years ago, the rebels imprisoned him in the soul prison at the cost of tens of thousands of living sacrifices.

If you want to get out, at least half of your souls must be wiped out and never be reborn.

This is undoubtedly a powerful shackle for the gods in the name of "love".

Wen Chen looked at Yiyang, who was much more honest in front of him, and said lightly:

"The Holy Spirit asked you if you should go back by yourself or if we will help you, but you haven't answered yet."

Yiyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't dare to make any unnecessary moves, and he didn't even need to ask the words "Are you willing to be a lackey of the Holy Spirit", because the other party has always been proud of it.

At this time, Wang Quanquan stepped forward and waved his hand, and the Yellow Spring behind him surrounded the entire peach forest, and many ghosts were sucked into the Yellow Spring from the forest, and the ghosts cried wolf.

The young man was noisy, dispersed the yellow spring, and quietly looked at Yiyang with a long sword in his hand:

"Come down, or you'll end up like them."

Yiyang was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked:

"Lord Holy Spirit, dare you ask, have you ever looked at me squarely?"

Wang Quanquan looked straight at him and said seriously:

"Believe it or not, among the many children, the deity values you the most.

At the beginning of the creation, I opened the chaos with the spirit sword, the clear qi rose, the turbid qi descended, first there was heaven and earth, and then there was the sun and the moon, yin and yang.

The first batch of people in the world, Qing Zheng and I pinched them very carefully, giving them the best bones, the most clear flesh and blood, and the strongest life.

As for you, I have taken the sun as silk, made a head full of blonde, taken the essence of the moon, and carved a handsome face.

The Buddha-figure feels guilty of other creatures that are created at will, so he has always adhered to the principle of treating them equally, and at the same time hopes that you will use your unique creation to treat them well.

But people have selfish intentions after all, whether it is you or me.

Hei Shoujiao turned over the rivers and seas, committed thousands of murders, slaughtered living beings, and created countless crimes, as well as Bai Hao and you, they also felt superior to others, and regarded the rest of their lives as grass and mustard.

If I can treat everyone equally, how can I punish you just once? ”

When Wang Quanquan said this, he sighed with self-reproach on his face, and continued:

"I have never blamed you, because it is my pampering that keeps you from recognizing your mistakes, until it leads to a terrible battle.

Perhaps, you have been children who have not grown up from beginning to end, and I have neglected to discipline you. ”

Wang Quanquan's face was full of fatherly gentleness, and Yiyang didn't realize that he was taking advantage of him, and hung his head for the first time in tens of thousands of years.

"I don't want us to end up losing both, Yang'er, you can choose for yourself, do you continue to fight me to the death, or take the initiative to accept the punishment and truly bear your own mistakes like a god?"

Yiyang was silent for a longer time, and the sentence "I value you the most" kept echoing in his ears, and at the same time, a feeling that he had never felt before rose in his heart.

He raised his head, met the other party's expectant gaze, and said slowly:

"Yiyang knows his mistakes and is willing to listen to the Holy Spirit."

Wang Quanquan nodded, with an old look of comfort.

……

The Shura turmoil ended in dramatic fashion, and the king did not expect that his greatest skill would come from eloquence.

He just said a few words casually according to the memory given by the sword, and actually ended the battle without blood, perhaps because he was the reincarnation of the Holy Spirit, even God was helping him.

Yiyang and the others were taken away, and the god of love Wenchen finally couldn't help but laugh:

"Lord Holy Spirit, you seem to have changed a lot after years of not seeing."

"Yes, Jinyun, they all said that I haven't changed."

"If it had been before, you wouldn't have talked nonsense with Yiyang at all, and directly kicked him on the pillar."

"That's why I'm going to make enemies everywhere, eat a trench and grow wise."

If there is a spiritual cultivator, of course the royal authority will not mind kicking him again, but now his strength does not allow it, and he can force him not to do it as much as possible.

Judging by the results, this approach may be better.

…… (End of chapter)