The man smiled disapprovingly and said something inconsequential: "Yousheng, that kid is back." ”

Yousheng is the most prestigious goddess figure in the goddess palace since ancient times, and as the daughter of the goddess, although the palace seal of the goddess palace has not yet been officially awarded to her in the star, but in the future, the lord of the goddess palace will be inherited by her sooner or later.

Absolute reverence determines the status of a god.

Not to mention that the goddess Yousheng has been in the godhead for tens of thousands of years since she founded the godhead, and it is no longer comparable to the young gods, even if it is those ancient giant gods in the god realm, they will never dare to treat it as a junior.

But this man called her 'that child'.

There was a hint of mockery and contempt in his tone.

"Yes. Fengshen Shijin said: "His Royal Highness Yousheng has been missing for fifty years, and now he has returned, and he has brought back the Natal God Bow of the Netherworld God Venerable. ”

A little change flashed on his face, he paused, and then said: "Back then, the adults designed to make the Netherworld lose the darkness and the forest and the underworld tribe for 100,000 years, making the underworld like losing its right hand, but now His Royal Highness Yousheng is acting like this, and he really asked her to take the dark away from the forest and underworld tribe, and the Netherworld will regain the divine bow, and her strength will inevitably increase greatly, I am afraid that it will be extremely detrimental to our future great cause." ”

The man hummed carelessly, and the sea of clouds that was dispersed by the sound of the piano under the sky also slowly condensed rhythmically at this time, floating in the air, holding his golden robe, lining him like a shackled god hidden in the clouds.

But when Shizuzu mentioned the word Netherworld, the wisp of cloud qi covering his face suddenly surged, and the black demonic qi in his deep eye sockets kept gushing out, like countless fine sand worms.

He covered his eyes with one palm, chuckled in a low voice, and his mellow voice slowly sounded: "Netherworld~ This old friend is really a headache? As a god supreme, he does have the strength to oppose me, and he really didn't let me down, for so many years, he is really too uninteresting to fight against me everywhere." ”

Shi Jin tried to express himself, and hurriedly said: "The goddess Fanchen and her party returned to the palace after a long time, and she brought a body of evil spirit, and her body was already dirty. If you want to return to the star position, you must first cross the three thousand miles of the spirit pool to wash away the filthy breath of the abyss, if you can't cross the spirit pool, with the pride of His Royal Highness Yousheng, he will not go to meet her father first. ”

The man Shi Shiran said: "Yousheng's child is very good, although it is difficult to cross the spirit pool, but for her, it is only ten years and eight years. ”

Shizutsu smiled, and a trace of murder crossed his eyes: "In these ten years and eight years, it is enough for us to do a lot of things. ”

"Oh?"

"Have you ever remembered that His Royal Highness Yousheng was in love with the emperor to no avail, the emperor fell, and His Royal Highness was haunted by nightmares for 10,000 years, and it happened that the god who guarded that piece of spiritual pool was in the hands of the adults

Dream Magician. ”

The man laughed, but did not answer.

Shi Jin suddenly rejoiced, although he did not answer, but under the clouds, those dark golden mysterious eyes were with a faint look of approval.

He hurriedly said: "With the strength of His Royal Highness Yousheng, the dream master naturally can't easily dream of killing, but if he relies on the authority of guarding the spirit pool, he can make this high-ranking goddess become a quagmire at the bottom of the pool without realizing it. In the end, the wind god's eyes clearly revealed a bit of evil will.

Heaven and earth were stormy, only because the figure of the golden-robed man floated in the clouds, although his figure was tall, but in this vast and boundless realm, it was as small as dust.

But when he moved slowly, he was like an awakened dragon, making the space turbulent.

What's even more terrifying is that it is only his puppet body that has caused such power.

The golden-robed man came to the wind god and slowly lifted his foot, which was wrapped in golden boots.

Shizutsu was terrified, placing his noble head at his feet, and then he stepped heavily into the clouds.

Such an extremely humiliating education method made him dare not show half of his dissatisfaction.

Because he knew that if he dared to be disrespectful, he would become a speck of dust in a sea of clouds forever.

The calm voice of the golden-robed man came slowly from above his head: "After so many years, your heart of hatred of God has really not changed in the slightest. ”

Shi Jin felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly said: "My subordinates know their mistakes......"

The man didn't retract his feet, his eyes were indifferent, and his voice was ruthless: "Yousheng's child can't die yet, if she dies, I'm afraid that the madman in the Netherworld will have no one to take care of, for so many years, he has been able to honestly stand in the divine realm, all because of that child, but now you tell me that you want to kill her, heh, I really don't know what you have in your head." ”

Shi Jin was about to open his mouth to explain, but the man spoke again: "But you reminded me that dreamers can eat people's dreams and peep at people's secrets, this time the child came back, I found that she had sworn a god, this is really interesting, what kind of secret, can make the spirit of the ants, dare to threaten the courage of the disrespectful gods, this, I am very curious." ”

Shizu felt the heavy mountain pressure above his head suddenly lighten, but he didn't dare to get up at all.

He buried his face in the clouds trampled by other gods, and said respectfully: "If it is just a dream, with the magic power of the dream master and the spirit pool, no matter what kind of secret His Highness Yousheng hides in his heart, it can be broken by the adult." ”

The golden-robed man hummed lightly: "Get up." ”

After receiving the order, Shi Jin dared to get up and say, he glanced at the giant sword with mottled marks in his hand, twitched his one eye, and said with hatred on his face: "I hope that the Lord can give me the seal, and I will go to the world to slaughter the Yue Kingdom and kill that little beast!"

Hearing the title of little beast, the golden-robed man's thick eyebrows hidden under the clouds lifted slightly, which was indescribably strange.

But he didn't get angry, but really made a fingerprint, which fell on Shijin Mei's spiritual platform, and his tone was meaningless and indifferent:

"Only a child as powerful as Yousheng is qualified to keep the secret of the unknown, and if the ants in the mundane have too many secrets to deceive the gods, it is a punishment for them, and we are born gods, and we should not be willing to fall into the dirty dreams of the ants, in this case, let him disappear with his secrets. ”

Shi Jin pressed the sword with one hand, pointed at the palm of one hand, performed the highest surrender salute of a god clan, knelt down on one knee and said: "My subordinates will kill this son, and I will respect three thousand gods!"

The thin and lightly dancing white clouds were suddenly blown open by the wind, and the brilliance of the stars shone down from the sky, and the sky from the Shenduan realm was very bright, and the thin clouds were like silver hairs that had been split apart, wrapped in beautiful silver threads.

The clouds seemed to be blown by the wind, and inadvertently stained with a few touches of scarlet that did not belong to the color of this world.

The picture of the wind and clouds is very beautiful, but when Shijin's head rolls off like a melon, dyed red and white clouds, it is blood-stained and killed.

Above the cold sky, the hot blood beads that splattered from the broken neck were gently blown by the cold breath of frost, and soon froze into particles as red as blood coral.

Those crimson particles did not fly randomly, but suspended and aired in an extremely magical way, which was extremely beautiful to look at, but also extremely bloody.

The eyes that had not had time to close but had been frozen were still stiff and wide, the head rolled down all the way to blood red, and the last slender hand bathed in the glory of the stars picked up the head, with an elegant and calm posture.

The cold wind blew through her clothes, the blue skirt flew like a flower, and the wind and frost floated between her green silk and skirt, gradually condensing and accumulating, lining her figure hidden in the clouds and mist a little thin and thin.

However, the aura faintly transmitted from her body will never give people a feeling of being half thin, and even a little frightened and powerful.

The clouds are deepening, and the beautiful shadow hidden in the clouds is also elusive, difficult to peep, like a mirage on the clouds, as if you capture the heart together, she will disappear.

The slender white fingers brushed lightly on the star sand that was about to dim and disappear from Shizu's eyebrows, and the silver-white seal disappeared from her fingertips.

The thin and beautiful lips evoked a beautiful smile, with a bit of spring brightness, but under that beauty, it was the stamens drenched in poisonous juice that silently bloomed their own danger and beauty.