"Huh!"

The eyes of the God of Light were terrifying, as if they could penetrate through eternity, representing the will of the sun, and shooting towards him.

The terrifying light of the eyes was like a sharp sword, tearing through the void and becoming the sole master of the darkness, crushing down, a will to die enveloping it.

"Poof!"

The old tree, which was already in its twilight years, was pierced through two large holes under the chopping of the eyes, and only a layer of bark was still supporting the huge torso.

The old tree is an old man in his twilight years, seeking his own way of survival in the dark, and fighting against the will to die.

"Even if you dare to fight with this god?"

The God of Light let out a disdainful sneer, and with a triumphant smile on the corner of his indifferent mouth, everyone could see that the old tree that Fu Xi had turned into was about to come to an end.

Death is the real mainstream here, the power of life cannot survive here, there are more dead leaves on the old trees, and the towering tree has become a tree of twilight.

The withered yellow fallen leaves, piled up under the roots, formed a thick accumulation, and they bear witness to the once unyielding, dry and crumpled bark without water.

The vigorous tree, with the smell of death all over its body, is like an oil lamp without oil, swaying in the wind, and may be extinguished at any time.

"Boom!"

The old tree was really too old, and it was hit hard, and two large openings appeared on the trunk, and without water, the trunk could not support it, and it broke open from the middle and fell heavily to the ground.

The withered yellow fallen leaves and the dead branches complement each other, revealing a desolate artistic conception. Tell of infinite sorrow.

"Hahaha!"

The indifferent god of light laughed heartily. Said haughtily: "Human." Why are you fighting with this god?"

He is still very jealous of the Fuxi God of Light, otherwise it is impossible to use all his domain, which is the fundamental way of a god.

From another aspect, it can also be seen that the God of Light is powerful, silent, making people lost in the artistic conception, and only death is welcomed.

Such an artistic conception may not have earth-shattering battles or monstrous fluctuations in mana, but the danger is even more than a million points!

One bad thing is to die. Countless years have passed since the complete defeat of heaven and earth, and there is only one person who can come out of the artistic conception of the God of Light.

Or a demon, that is a sad history, the world at that time was not the world of gods, but the world of demons, and the demons were the real leaders among them.

The God of Light will never forget that day, he was also born in the universe, and he has a strong self-confidence in himself and challenges the demons.

At that time, he also released his own field. And the demon entered it in stride, without a trace of hesitation.

The god of light casts the artistic conception of his own death. shrouded the demon and wanted to refine it, the demon took a deep breath of death and enjoyed it all over his face.

Then the demon released its own momentum, and suddenly the demon power was overwhelming, it was the real demonic energy, the real death breath, and the realm of the god of light was dyed black!

In the midst of the demonic energy, the God of Light saw that there were hundreds of millions of corpses, and the blood flowed like a river, and the demon stood in the center of the bones, looking at the world!

The demon revealed his true body, and the demon body stood up to the sky and the earth, directly tearing apart the realm of the God of Light, if it wasn't for the God of Light's fast, he might have died there.

The world calls the demon a demon, because he killed hundreds of races, and the rest of the races are slaves of the demons, and the former gods are no exception.

But after this battle, the God of Light also benefited a lot, and his realm changed under the erosion of demonic energy, and became a demonic realm that exuded death!

The power is countless times greater than before, and looking at the stumps and leaves all over the ground, the scenes of the past come to his mind, although a long time has passed, he still remembers it vividly.

Suddenly, the old tree, which was supposed to die, trembled, and small green packets appeared on the branches, and in a short time the whole old tree was overgrown.

A small green bag, like a flower bone, exudes amazing greenery, and there is a strong vitality contained in it.

"No!

The God of Light roared hysterically, and there was a thick disbelief in his eyes: "In my realm of death, how can there still be life? You are already dead, how can you still have life? This is not true!"

"Give me death!"

With a wave of his hand, the terrifying energy pointed directly at the old tree, and one after another sharp swords slashed over, wanting to wipe it out, as if it was a rain of energy, with a rolling momentum, destroying the old tree.

"Poof!"

Compared with the thunder technique of the God of Light, the old tree responded only one by one, silently endured, without a trace of resistance, and the divine sword slashed on the old tree, cutting the old tree to pieces, and scattering it on the ground one by one.

"Fly!"

However, the green packets on the trunk of the tree burst one by one under the impact, forming pieces of white cotton wool, without a trace of weight.

Fluttering in the wind, under the effect of the sword, they flew farther, and the energy of the sword did not cause any damage to them, as light as a feather.

It was as if it had snowed, and the white flowers were floating everywhere, like a dream, and it was extremely confusing.

The white cotton wool dances in the wind, like a little elf, dancing happily and laughing towards the distance, carrying dreams and hopes for life.

"No! I'm going to destroy you!"

The God of Light was furious, the calmness in his eyes was gone, and there was only boundless anger, and the sun in his incarnation seemed to be on fire, emitting an astonishing heat.

With both hands moving in unison, the energy on the ten fingers squirmed, and with a finger towards the ground, ten angry dragons surged out.

As soon as he broke away from the fingers of the god of light, he turned into a spear and rushed towards the flying flotsam, and the spear slid through the sky with terrifying energy, carrying the belief that the god of light would kill.

"Points!"

Under the order of the God of Light, the spear changed into two, and the second turned into death, and it became a number of the sky, each of which carried great power, even if it was a ninth-order powerhouse, it would be hated under the spear!

"Brush!"

There are countless spears, rushing towards the flying flotsam, the speed is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it is close to the flying flotsam, compared to the flying flotsam, which is still flying aimlessly in the sky.

When the first spear approached the flying flotsam, under the control of the god of light, it shot accurately on the flying flotsam, and if it was hit, the flying flotsam would inevitably disappear.

"!"

The God of Light, who was standing high in the sky, burst into a foul mouth, because the spear was shot at the flying flotsam, but it underwent an astonishing change.

The speed of the spear is fast, but when it hits the flying flotsam, the flying flotsam is blown farther away by the wind it brings.

It's like a peerless master holding a big knife and using all his strength to chop the feathers flying in the sky, although he is very hard, but in the end it is sad to find that he can't cause even the slightest damage to the feathers.

"Huh!"

Under the impact of the spear, the flying floc flew farther and farther, and the god of light controlled the spear to try harder to shoot the flying flocculent.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't succeed, and the flying flotsam was always able to float away, giving him a feeling of being overwhelmed, and this feeling made him want to go crazy.

One by one, under the continuous action of the spear, it flew farther away, and the dance of the spear was the biggest driving force.

Some of the flakes fell to the ground, sank in, merged with the land, and faintly seemed to have some different changes.

"Die, die, die!"

The arm of the God of Light waved, although it was loud, no matter how it sounded, it sounded a little weak, and he never thought that the small flying flotsam would be so indestructible.

He wanted to face a mountain that he could destroy in a moment, not a limp mountain that he couldn't even muster.

Later, the god of light calmed down and looked at all this with cold eyes, this was his domain, and he didn't believe how big a wave some small flying flotsam could make.

Under the chase of the spear, the flying flotsam has floated far away, and the flying flotsam in the sky has also fallen to every corner of the field, and the shadow of the flying flotsam can be seen everywhere.

Without the strength to pursue, Fei Fu slowly floated to the ground, deep into the soil, and began a qualitative transformation!

"Poof!"

A soft sound sounded in the field, although it was small, but it was able to move people's nerves, and the flying floc that first fell on the ground was gone, but the soil above its head was stubbornly lifted away.

A small green head was revealed, as if he was shy, as if he was afraid, he only showed half of his body, and a wave of life emanated from it.

This is an earth-shattering reversal, this is a new beginning, a new era!

"Die!"

The divine power of the God of Light was monstrous, and with the front finger of his arm, a huge long sword was transformed, shooting towards that touch of tender green, intending to destroy it.

With the sword whistling, the wind whistling, and terrifying energy fluctuations, Xiaocao is like a newborn baby, full of curiosity about everything.

"Poof!"

The grass that had just emerged was completely extinguished, unable to escape, and dissipated in the void, leaving only the purest life force.

This power naturally strengthened a place more than ten meters away, because there was also a small grass there, and the two were perfectly integrated.

"Poof!"

A small grass was cut off, and the energy of its life was also injected into the grass in the next lesson, and it seemed that a tug-of-war had started between the two.

The speed of the God of Light was very fast, and in an instant, countless grasses were wiped out, and before they could absorb the energy of the sun, they became the power of life.

For a while, countless grasses disappeared, and all of them were killed by the God of Light, and the energy of life flew in the sky, showing their unyieldingness.

The withered yellow leaves, the branches without a trace of moisture, the broken wood were scattered all over the ground, and among the scattered branches, the dead leaves shook a little.

"Whew!"

The wind and clouds moved together, and the energy of life in the sky trembled for a moment, and then flew towards here at a rapid speed, and the infinite power of life hung all over the sky! (To be continued......