The gods are high up and sit and look at the world with ridicule.

Some, in despair, decided to turn their backs on ancient traditions and not worship the gods blindly.

Instead, he kept fleeing to the heights, trying to find a way out.

But in the end, it seems that halfway, the unjust soul melts into the earth, and there is no reincarnation.

The sound of sorrow throbbed the heavens and the earth, but there was no trace of a living person in this world, and the sound that everyone heard was only the last roar of the unjust soul they did not dare.

In the Star Picking Building, countless listeners frowned, with unbearable and sympathetic expressions on their faces.

It is those immortals and gods, and there are sighs at this time.

Although they were also high gods in the wilderness, countless guilds were accustomed to seeing the birth, aging, sickness, and death of living beings, and they would not disturb a firm Dao heart because of this.

However, now when they put themselves in such a scene, their hearts can't help but be touched.

What followed was a burst of emotion and reluctance.

It's not a different kind of thought, it's just simple sympathy and pity for the weak.

At the same time, wisps of disgust and dislike for the cruel gods in this world also arise.

You can dislike the Terrans and treat them as ordinary creatures in the world, but why do you want to do such cruel things?

"How dare you brutalize living beings like this, such a god is not afraid of karma and qi entanglement!"

Some frowned, as if they didn't understand the benefit of such a move.

But more than that, it is sympathy for the situation and suffering of the human race in that world.

"It's really miserable, the human race has suffered such a catastrophe, it's pitiful."

"Who says it's not, although the flood was also a heavenly pillar in the past, a big crack in the sky, and it was also a flood that caused the destruction of life, but I and other immortals did not do such a wrath and resentment act!"

"It's extreme, it's extreme, I don't know if anyone will save it later."

"It's just a matter of doing it easily, but watching countless people die, and even stopping it like watching a play, these immortals are so hateful!"

At this time, the people in the flood turned around.

They, they misunderstood Li Tong again, how could such a cruel story of gods be as great a meritorious thing as Nuwa Niangniang mending the sky?

Obviously, it is not as they think, Li Tong wants to please Nuwa Niangniang, but has another deep meaning.

Someone couldn't help but say:

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a gentleman, and he never plays cards according to common sense!"

They are looking forward to the next story.

I look forward to whether these horrible Terrans will be saved, and whether those cruel gods will be punished by calamity.

At this moment, I listened to Li Tong continue to tell:

"Countless Terrans were so desperate that they gave up on escaping, standing in place numbly waiting for death to come."

"However, at this moment, a majestic deity smelted the infinite earth, turned into a five-colored divine stone with divine light, and went to mend the heavens alone."

"Oh?"

When everyone heard this, they were a little surprised.

The development of the story is still like mending the sky in the wilderness.

It turned out that there was also a god-man, smelting colorful divine stones to make up the sky, I don't know if this god-man is also called Nuwa.

Many of the great supernatural beings were a little interested, and looked at the gradually changing light and shadow in front of them with a bit of strangeness.

And those ordinary people, when they heard this, breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts and rose a little excited.

The human race is immortal, and finally there are kind gods willing to make up for the sky!

Hurry up, for a quarter of an hour's delay will cause countless people to die in the endless floods.

If you can succeed in making up for heaven in time, this must be a great merit, and you will definitely be rewarded by heaven.

Countless listeners were as if they were all there at this moment, and their hearts were infinitely anxious.

"In the end, the multicolored stone made up for the cracks in the sky, the flood disappeared, and everything seemed to be calm again......"

In Li Tong's narration, the gods and men succeeded in mending the sky, and the remnants of the human race survived.

Although the number of people is less than seven or eight out of ten, fortunately, the clan has not been wiped out, and there is still a trace of fire.

Di Xin's face was a little ugly because of the clenched white fist, and his lips wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Because he knows that in this powerful world, weakness is the original sin.

If you are weak, you can only rely on the eyes of others to survive, and you can never really stand up.

Even with the leadership of such a figure as the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors, the countless Huiyuan Clans in the past had never really become strong, and they were still far from the level of desire in Di Xin's heart.

"Starry Sky Battleship, Conquer the Universe!"

"It seems to be an immortal-like existence, which is the dream of our desolate human race!"

Di Xin, so thought.

In Li Tong's narration, countless immortals and gods also saw the picture of the completion of mending the sky.

This result, which was both unexpected and reasonable, made them a little dumbfounded for a while, but after a while, a moral true immortal who was extremely sensitive to the grievances of living beings discovered that something was wrong.

Frowning tightly, he recalled the picture that was circulating in front of his eyes, and the sky that seemed to be all right now, and wondered:

"No, there is a problem with the multicolored stone that the god man used to mend the sky!"

As soon as these words came out, the immortals around him were suddenly surprised, and they all looked at him, waiting for him to explain.

Fortunately, I didn't know him when I saw the strangeness, and the big demon of the Kunpeng descendant also spoke loudly at this time:

"Yes, the colorful divine stone is an innate thing, extremely sacred, and it is a holy thing used to make up for the sky, bringing together humane merit and luck, and showing more auspiciousness."

"How can it be like that thing, it's not big, but the resentment and hatred in it are about to pour out!"

"That's a good point."

The Daode True Immortal glanced at him in surprise and said:

"That stone is so weird, it's a little creepy to look at, it feels like you've seen ......."

His eyes were a little confused, as if he was deep in thought.

Suddenly shocked, he said in shock:

"It seems to have made me see that the demon clan slaughtered countless human races in ancient times, and refined it, the witch slayer sword!"

"Shhh

Everyone couldn't help but gasp for a moment, and the eyes that looked at the canopy in front of them suddenly changed.

In the picture story, after the end of the day, it seems that there is an unintentional and as if there is a heart, there is a colorful divine stone containing countless human resentments, which fell to the ground at will.

The countless listeners who had already been reminded by the moral true immortal were even more eager to observe the picture in front of them at this time.

is so careful and serious, it is simply not a single detail that has been missed.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed:

"Look at the look on the face of that Heaven Mending God Man!"

Although they are all things to mend the sky, but after realizing that such a story may not be simple, many immortals on the field are human spirits, so it is naturally impossible to call this person Nuwa Niangniang again.

Otherwise, it is sincerity to find yourself unhappy.

When everyone heard the sound, their hearts were shocked!

I saw that in the picture in front of me, the Heaven Mending God who exuded infinite power was smiling lightly.

But this smile is not a kind smile, but a little evil and weird in the chuckle.

In the face of the countless tragic deaths of the human race creatures on the vast land below, there was not the slightest sense of grief, but there was a faint flow of pride!

But what kind of truth is this?

Countless immortals were in shock, and they all sighed in their hearts.

At this time, how could they not see what the so-called multicolored divine stone used to mend the sky was.

What is the congenital wonder of merit?

They are clearly the incense wishes produced by countless people who have died of ignorance and worship God, as well as countless unjust souls who are unwilling to submit to the immortals!

Condensed into one, it was smelted into such a colorful divine stone.

At this time, everyone can't help but feel numb!

Because the existence in the picture is absolutely impossible to be the Nuwa saint in the wilderness, but looking at its might, it is obviously an extremely powerful existence.

She is so powerful that she would even take pleasure in slaughtering ordinary people?

This inevitably makes many gentlemen in the wilderness extremely puzzled and difficult to accept.

Yes, many immortals in the desolation are high, never paying attention to everything mundane, and never caring about mortals.

But it is only limited to the difference between immortals and mortals, and the different levels are different and cannot communicate, and they will never harm mortals like this.

Immortals have become cold-blooded because of their long lives, sitting and watching countless lives and deaths.

But you will never get too long and your head will become bad, you must know that slaughtering ordinary people at will in the flood is tainted with karma.

Once karma is added, it will slow down the invasion of extraterritorial heavenly demons, or the calamity will descend, and it will take time to survive.

They can't be like the immortals in the picture, herding the mundane, and even taking pleasure in slaughtering.

What's more, the immortals all want to be faced.

Usually they treat the human race as ants, and no one will be idle and bored to torture and kill the ants on the roadside.

Even the two most shameless Western saints are eager to let all the laymen in the world believe in their Western religion, so that they can be deceived into the poor land of the West.

Where would they be willing to slaughter the human race?

If the human race suffers a disaster, these two will definitely appear as soon as possible, and while earning a wave of merit, they will also reap some favor.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Flood Desolation Immortal God, as long as the brain is not broken, then there will definitely be no one who can't get along with the human race.

At this moment, Qiong Xiao, who couldn't hold back the question in her heart, got up and asked:

"Mr. Li, what the hell is going on with this mending the sky, that multicolored stone is not right!"

Bi Xiao beside him shook his head again and again:

"Indeed, the resentment contained in the multicolored stone is extremely heavy, and at a glance, you can see that it is not a treasure of merit."

Even the most stable Yunxiao, at this time, also spoke in solidarity with his two sisters:

"That's right!"

"I don't know what it is, but it's clear that what we've seen in ancient times is not the same thing at all."

In fact, even if she had seen Nuwa mending the sky with her own eyes back then, countless Huiyuan had passed, even if she had cultivated well, it was difficult to remember the real feeling of the colorful divine stone.

At this time, she said that it was just because she had only seen the real thing.

In the sleeve that Jiuye hid, he held the multicolored stone in his hand, and he didn't know what to do with it for a while.

Seeing that, many immortals also nodded at this time.

Everyone thinks that the story told by Li Tong this time is too weird, and they want to get an answer from Li Tong's mouth.

Because although they don't talk about the identity of the person who mends the sky, they all know that this person must be somewhat involved with Nuwa Niangniang.

But if this is the case, doesn't it mean that there is something to do with the famine?

Even if you can feel that this is not the flood where they are, this is the most puzzling and weird place!

I heard Li Tong talk about the vast chaos before, there are no surprises, and even the desolate world is not only them.

At the time, it was just a joke, but now that there is an equally different desolate world in front of them, they are a little overwhelmed.

So at this moment, they can't wait to get an answer from Li Tong's mouth.

Listening to Sanxiao's questioning one by one, Li Tong, who was sitting in the air with a little feeling, pursed his lips and said with a smile in his heart.

"Naturally, it has to be different, otherwise it's a cliché, don't say I don't want to talk about it, then you don't want to listen to it!"

"If no one is there to cheer and the heart can't move, how can I still be karma... Earn popularity too! ”

A smile appeared on his face, and he sighed a little about the simplicity of these people.

At this time, Nuwa Niangniang's originally smiling face had become extremely gloomy, and her body exuded a powerful and cold aura.

Fortunately, there are only two people on the seventh layer, she and the sect leader, and there are no other immortal gods, otherwise they will definitely be scared.

She knew that the world Li Tong was talking about was not a desolate world.

She was in the scene that Li Tong recreated, looking at the picture in front of her that was very similar to the Hong Huang, which could deceive others, but it could not deceive any saint including her.

In this world, she stepped on the earth, but the earth could not give back a trace of life, and it was full of silence like the underworld.

She calmly accepted the sun's rays, but she didn't feel the slightest warmth, only the endless cold, enough to make people's hands and feet cold.

Nuwa knew that above the heavenly dome was the Endless Immortal God, the Ruthless Heavenly Dao.

But there is not the slightest order in it, nor can it perceive the slightest bit of merit, and there is only endless chaos and naked and undisguised malice.

Whether it is immortals and people, or immortals and immortals!

The world seems to have gone to the extreme, tearing off all the shackles and putting all the ugliness of the world on the table.

Unabashed, and undisguised.

Gods and demons are high above, looking down on the world!

Ordinary bones are piled up in mountains, and blood accumulates into rivers, and even the souls of the wronged have nowhere to rest.

Because, there are no six reincarnations here, and there is no need for six reincarnations.

Mortals are exploited by living beings before they are born, and even after death, souls are not exempt from vulgarity.

"What a terrible and cruel world it is!"

Nuwa's heart was chilled, and she whispered silently.

At this moment, Li Tong quietly said:

"God is born because of people, exalted by the worship of all beings, and strengthened by the faith of all beings."

"But do you know what they use to convince mortals?"

He asked, facing a thoughtful audience.