"Yo, it's really good."

"This is the throne? Isn't it possible to sit on it and become a god automatically? ”

"Isn't this nonsense, since God can snatch the divine position from the previous generation of gods, then if we kill the gods, the divine position will naturally be ours."

"What is this, the dragon slayer will eventually become an evil dragon?"

"What is the evil dragon, this is our trophy, but the first one to become a god is actually his kid, I really didn't expect it at all."

"Indeed, I thought that I would be the first to become a god, but it's not bad, anyway, when he becomes a god, we can also use the power of God."

Next to the quaint throne in the void, Xia Yu was chatting in a circle, the battle was very exciting, and they watched it very well.

Neil Xia Yu looked at the other idle himself, and then at the quaint throne.

"Then I'll sit down, you watch."

"Look, it's not going to explode when you sit on it."

"Hurry up, hurry up, let's see Cammisa's heroism."

Facing the urging of the other Xia Yu, Neil Xia Yu shrugged, turned around and sat on the quaint throne.

The other Xia Yu also looked at Neil Xia Yu who sat on the quaint throne seriously, although they all looked heartless, but they cared about themselves no less.

In order to prevent accidents, Neil Xia Yu did not send back the power of other people, so that even if something went wrong, Neil Xia Yu could have the strength to resist.

Neil Xia Yu, who was sitting on the throne, closed his eyes and rested, while the other Xia Yu watched nervously, but as time passed little by little, the other Xia Yu couldn't hold back.

I haven't blinked for too long, and my eyes are drying out.

Gradually, Xia Yu looked away and began to brag and fart, pulling idle and boring.

Although they also want to wait seriously, the situation does not allow it.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Yu has been getting together in twos and threes to do other things, some Xia Yu is playing PK, and some Xia Yu is helping to shout next to him.

It was in this lazy atmosphere that Neil Xia Yu on the throne opened his eyes.

"Mortal, I'm not here to meet the new world's Kami!"

The majestic voice sounded, and Neil Xia Yu, who was sitting on the quaint throne, exuded a sacrosanct and inviolable momentum, and his eyes, which had become pure red, were full of indifference and nothingness, and his expression seemed to have changed.

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Faced with this scene, the rest of Xia Yu was stunned for a moment, and then they all showed disdain, and stretched out their right hand to give their middle finger.

"Kami in the New World? Do you want to be the night god moon too? ”

"I guess your next sentence is, can anyone else do it?"

"By the way, remember to make peculiar postures and facial skills when you say this, otherwise there will be no purity."

"Hurry up, hurry up, I've got the camera on."

In the face of the ridicule of other himself, Neil Xia Yu's restrained expression couldn't help but break the defense.

"Can't you cooperate......"

Neil Xia Yu covered his face with his hands, feeling that his life was already gray, and now he thinks about it, why did he just be so secondary.

Tsk, it must be other self who influenced him, thinking that he is the original ball master, the current god, how can he be such a middle two person inside.

That's right, that's it!

After some self-enlightenment, Xia Yu instantly felt that his spiritual realm had been sublimated, and the whole person stood out from the outside world.

"What are you thinking, your face is rippling."

It's hard, the fist is hard.

Neil Xia Yu looked at the gray Xia Yu who came forward, his fists tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened.

After a while, he still relented, after all, the other party was himself, beating him was like beating himself, besides, isn't it just a cheap mouth, if he doesn't listen, it's over.

"You give me a dead death."

Neil Xia Yu stretched out his hand and pushed away the handsome face that Gray Xia Yu was approaching, and then stood up from the throne.

As he got up, the ancient throne, which seemed to be immutable, returned to nothingness again.

"Oooh, cow pie!"

Xia Yu came over again exaggeratedly, touching his face with both hands, his eyes and mouth crooked, and handing the world's famous paintings.

Peng ——!

A big dark hand suddenly grew out from Xia Yu's back, and then punched Ash Xia Yu away, and after giving Ash Xia Yu a punch, Neil Xia Yu looked relieved.

The world is finally quiet.

"Oh? Your black hand is the power of God? ”

Marvel Xia Yu stepped forward, looked at the darkness surging around Neil Xia Yu, and asked casually.

"Not really." Neil Xia Yu shook his head in denial, "This is the dark power in the dark space made by the previous god, although the dark space is broken, but the remaining dark power in it is inherited by me, the new god, just like this." ”

As he spoke, Neil Xia Yu stretched out his left hand, and the sticky black mud dripped from his fingertips, staining the void under his feet and turning into a pitch-black and sticky lake.

Then large boneless black hands poked out of the lake, swaying gently like grass, or writhing irregularly.

“……”

The corners of Xia Yu's eyes twitched when he saw this scene, it was obviously a Western fantasy world of dragons and magic, why was this style of painting born.

"By the way, I have this in addition to this darkness."

Xia Yu withdrew his left hand that was dripping with black mud, and the light of his right hand flashed, and a holy light sword composed of holy light was condensed by him.

In the black mud around him, holy and beautiful pink and white flowers suddenly grew, and these flowers bloomed with the wind, and swayed in the wind with the big black hands.

In the next moment, a pair of holy wings flowing with white brilliance condensed from Neil Xia Yu's back, setting off his whole person incomparably sacred.

It was in this brilliance that his pure red eyes were slightly out of harmony, after all, generally speaking, golden eyes were more in line with those who played with holy light.

Neil Xia Yu held the hilt of the sword with both hands and held it flat on his chest, and the whole person was like an angel who judged the world.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the big twisted black hands behind him, and the black mud rolling under his feet.

Zhong Xia Yu: "......"

It's very discordant, but it always feels very reasonable......

"Wait, why do I have a strong sense of déjà vu, I seem to have seen the configuration of the black mud black hand angel holy light somewhere."

Looking at Neil Xia Yu, who was still posing there, Marvel Xia Yu's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Hearing what Marvel Xia Yu said, the rest of Xia Yu looked at Neil Xia Yu's current appearance, hmm...... It does look familiar.

"I remember, isn't this Nima the late-stage configuration of the sin buster Elder Luo? In the later period, Elder Luo relied on the darkness of holy light to wander between heaven and hell, and finally became the Satan of hell! ”

As soon as these words came out, Xia Yu was a little silent, no wonder they always felt that this configuration was very familiar, it turned out that the elder had already played like this......

"Uh...... This must be a coincidence. ”

Hearing the other Xia Yu's discussions, Neil Xia Yu put away the black mud black hand and the flower holy light, and his eyes returned to their original color.

"Black mud and black hands have appeared in the comic "Song Ji Five", and the holy light is not a rare power, I just happened to get these two powers."

"And specifically, the source of my power of holy light is not a true angel, but a broken godhead left behind after the fall of the previous gods."

As he spoke, Xia Yu's right hand opened, and a broken godhead emitting a faint holy white light floated on it.