Wisps of golden essence condensed in the void, and they circled around Wang Ran, refracting gorgeous colors in the sunlight that words could not describe, as if Wang Ran's noble character was manifested.

Benevolence, kindness, truthfulness, beauty......

All the good words in the world are not enough for Wang Ran, and the praises of heaven and hell must also be added to it.

The orange-haired girl stared blankly at Wang Ran's back.

Wang Ran just stood quietly in place.

His noble character has convinced a certain superior evil god who lurks in the void and is tormented by deep wounds.

"Praise be to you! My master! ”

Wang Ran heard a demagogic voice.

He secretly said it!

Converts to the Evil Gods on the side: ?

In the midst of such a huge change, the effect of [Me Too] was fleeting, and the converts of the evil gods woke up from Wang Ran's nonsense.

"What have you done to the Lord?"

"Traitor!"

"I want you to be crushed!"

The Evil God Converter trembled with rage, and he pounced on Wang Ran in anger while raising his arm in the air, trying to split Wang Ran in two with the blade on his arm.

"Presumptuous!"

A majestic voice exploded in his ears.

The body of the Evil God Converter froze, and he felt his strength drain rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he became as weak as an ordinary person.

Peng!

The slabs were broken, and sand and dust were everywhere.

The converts of the evil gods knelt down before Wang Ran and smashed a deep pit into the solid marble floor.

He looked dazed.

His strength comes entirely from the disaster of power desire, and when the power desire disaster takes this power back, he can't even support his evil god body.

"Why?"

"Have you been bewitched by him?"

The scourge of power is furious: "Shut up! ”

The flesh and blood of the Evil God Converts shrank violently, and their entire bodies became shriveled, and the vigorous life began to wither in an instant.

Wang Ran watched all this indifferently.

It is likely that the Plague of Power Lust is an existence above the true God, and it is of great value to him, so he subdues it with [Salvation of Suffering], and as for the converts of the Plague of Lust, he has no interest in it.

Winter!

The Converts of the Evil God fell to the ground, and the flesh evaporated from their bodies, leaving only a shriveled skin and a field of shiny scales.

The orange-haired girl trembled with fear.

She couldn't hear the sound of the disaster of power desire, and thought that Wang Ran had tortured and killed the terrible evil god in front of her, and she didn't dare to say a word.

"Nothing good will end for you who is disrespectful."

The scourge of power said flatteringly.

She didn't care at all about the converts of the evil gods who were loyal to her, and after the converts of the evil gods ran into Wang Ran, she did not hesitate to brutally torture and kill them, and then flattered Wang Ran.

"How many worlds have you destroyed?"

Wang Ran asked.

"I have not destroyed any world." The Scourge of Power paused, "Those are the worms down there. ”

The high-ranking evil god is detached from the ordinary evil god, and does not do the dirty and tiring work of destroying the world.

Wang Ran asked in a different way: "Of all the worlds that are destroyed, how many are related to you?" ”

The disaster of power has hesitated.

She faintly felt that Wang Ran had a malice towards her, and he replied cautiously: "I am one of the sources of power of the insects, and every destroyed world has something to do with me to a greater or lesser extent. ”

The voice landed,

The disaster of power desire felt the surge of Wang Ran's malice.

"But!"

The disaster of power and lust was so frightened that he hurriedly defended himself: "The purpose of my existence is to provide strength to the insects, and I can't help myself!" ”

"Please master Mingjian!"

Many thoughts passed through Wang Ran's mind.

At this moment, he had many questions he wanted to understand.