Another goddess in pink armor upset the priestess in white armor: "Yes, we are not here to marry that scoundrel. ”

Hong'er can't cry now.

Where can I still hear what they have to say.

After such a long time, in fact, she has long felt that she has been invulnerable.

However, it wasn't until she saw this scene that she realized that in fact, she still couldn't let go of what happened back then.

The goddess in yellow armor comforted softly at this time: "It's all over, isn't Huai'er still by your side." ”

Everyone instantly looked at the goddess in yellow armor in surprise.

Huai'er, is she the ancient locust tree before?

"Mom, isn't this a hundreds of millions of years old monster......"

"Shut up, the old youkai won't be your turn."

Unlike Hong'er, who is compassionate and compassionate, this Huai'er snorted coldly, and instantly smashed that person.

"If anyone is ashamed to say anything, this is the end."

She has never had a good temper, it should be said that her good temper is left to the children who were rescued by Hong'er and Leng Qiuran.

At the same time, her eyes looked at the cold wind not far away, as if warning something.

"According to what you say, in fact, the records in the main hall are incomplete."

"Yes, didn't you say that the opening was blocked by the four guardian beasts."

"I don't know, I don't even dare to ask."

Everyone was still muttering, they didn't dare to say too loudly, for fear of being beaten, and even more afraid of death.

Leng Qiuran left.

From the moment he left, Hong'er sat at the top of the canopy of the ancient locust tree, waiting for his return.

She looks into the distance every day, waiting for someone she is familiar with.

The time of waiting, the specifics she has forgotten.

It's just that the children are already able to do farm work at this time.

The last time they went out, the seeds they brought with them were also planted in the ground by these children.

The ancient locust tree helped them open up a river, so that these children could survive here.

Someday.

A huge figure appeared in the sky.

All living beings on the continent have seen this figure.

They watched as the figure rushed upward, finally stopping at the opening that had been opened.

"You're going to suck?"

The voice fell, and with a wave of his hand, a huge tornado appeared in his hand.

Although this tornado was terrifying, it did not harm them at all, and countless dense Heavenly Demon Clans were absorbed by this tornado.

The creatures noticed that all the Heavenly Demon Clans around them had been sucked away.

There were only a few of them, hiding in different places, and they escaped.

The Heavenly Demon Clan, who had been sucked away by the tornado, appeared in the palm of the huge figure's hand.

Then he slapped it into the hole like a fly.

Just look at his two huge palms, and at this time, the light that gathers spiritual power appears.

Left once, right once, pressed on both sides of the opening.

Then, I saw the crack begin to close.

As the openings grew smaller and smaller, the sky began to tremble.

Even the earth trembled.

The Heavenly Demon Clan remaining on the continent felt that the source of their strength was getting weaker and weaker.

Rush into the sky to see what's going on.

Just see this scene.

"Quick, stop him, hurry, or we'll all die."

As the words fell, many Heavenly Demon clans rushed towards the huge figure.

However, it was still ineffective in the end, because they couldn't stop the figure.

"No ......"

With one scream after another it ended.

The opening was completely closed.

The remaining Heavenly Demon Clan began to gradually become transparent, and then dissipated in the wind and air.

The remaining creatures knelt on the ground one after another, and they looked at the figures in the air reverently.

He shouted: "Pangu God! ”

"Long live the Pangu God!"

Pangu God is the title of the most powerful person in the human race.

However, every generation of Pangu gods, because they want to seize this title, they will have the blood of their compatriots on their hands.

Although there is no ancient book or verbal, there is a saying that the title of Pangu God will change a person every time.

But without exception, they all stepped on the blood of their own race.

However, this time is different, he saved his people and was named the god of Pangu.

They knelt on the ground reverently, still shouting from their mouths.

At this time, no matter how powerful the Pangu God was before, now, for these creatures.

From today onwards, there is only one Pangu god.

Gradually, they regarded this Pangu god as a god.

Hong'er, who was sitting at the top of the canopy, pointed to the huge figure in the air.

"Huai'er, look, it's His Highness."

She gasped for air with excitement.

The ancient locust tree also made a sound: "brush, brush, brush".

Because at this time, her leaves have all fallen off, and in order to reproduce these children, she willingly contributed these leaves.

It turned out that the rescued children, with their children, knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their eyes, and their eyes were extremely reverent.

They all recognized the huge figure in the air.

This is Leng Qiuran.

It was the one who saved them.

Now, he is the hero of this world.

It is the great god of Pangu on the continent.

At this time, Hong'er couldn't cry anymore.

She had forgotten how many years she didn't know where Leng Qiuran was.

In the past few years, I have been missing that person every day.

Now it's finally time to see him.

"Hehe, Huai'er, look, His Royal Highness is much stronger than before."

Huai'er made a sound again: "Brush, brush, brush".

Hong'er was a little excited: "Huai'er, when His Highness comes back, let's rebuild this place together, the house made by the children is a little ugly, His Highness has the most thoughts, you can let him help plan it." ”

"Brush, brush, brush."

"It just so happens that you're bald and haven't grown leaves for a year, let him show you what's wrong with you."

"Brush, brush, brush."

"By the way, the descendants of those animals also have problems, they are not psychic, and they are not relatives, they run away when they see me, they are not cute at all, they are not as cute as their ancestors, at least they can talk, and let them touch."

"Brush, brush, brush."

They were looking forward to everything after Leng Qiuran returned.

However, just as they looked into the air again, something unexpected happened to them.

Leng Qiuran has already gathered half of the mouth, and if he works hard, he will be able to succeed completely.

See, it's just a little bit away.

However, the same eye that had peeked at people before reappeared behind the opening.

"Hmph."

The voice of contempt spread all over the mainland.

"Ants."

The voice mocked again.

Leng Qiuran just worked hard and continued to narrow the gap a little.