God List!

High in the sky.

The eyes of the crowd were blazing, and the brilliance in their eyes was as hot as the sun and stars, enough to melt everything in the world.

The appearance of the god list represents one thing.

That's the clue they've been chasing for years, and it's completely correct.

Now that they have verified it, they have believed in the origin of the human race, and it is closely related to this god list.

The past few years have not been in vain, and this thing that is enough to affect the general trend of the human race has been verified, and a sense of accomplishment has begun to arise in their hearts, and everyone has a sense of satisfaction in witnessing history.

A group of people stared deeply at the Fengshen List, and the wind queen took the lead in breaking the silent atmosphere, looked at Xu Zhuang and said: "When a treasure is born, there must be a vision. ”

"The scene just now has alarmed the outside world, this place can not stay for a long time, when put away the god list, quickly rush to Shangjing, and deliver the treasure to His Majesty. ”

Xu Zhuang's mind was restrained, the light in his eyes was restrained, the heavy cow helmet nodded slowly, the two sharp horns were as hideous as sharp knives, and he said in a deep voice: "What Master Feng said is good. ”

"There you go!"

Xu Zhuang stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the soldier standing in front of him responded: "No!"

The armor strode forward, the heavy armor, so that every step of it, there was a heavy footstep, but the armor was blessed with various charms and poems, the heavy armor seemed to have no weight, the armor walked briskly, and in a blink of an eye, it had already come to the god list.

The armor soldier walked forward step by step, volleyed into the air, walked to the front of the god list, and stretched out his hand to grab the god list.

The golden light that entwined the god list suddenly rioted at this moment, and this scene was like a calm sea, suddenly a violent wind blows, and suddenly turns into a swirling vortex to devour everything.

The Golden Light Riot swept all directions, and the armor soldiers bore the brunt.

The golden light touched the armor that wrapped the whole body, and the hundreds of states superimposed were shattered layer by layer at this moment.

One by one, the talismans began to spontaneously combust, and in the blink of an eye, in less than a breath, in hundreds of states, as long as they were defense-related, they were all shattered.

The heavy armor was as fragile as tofu, and under the spread of the golden light, it began to crumble inch by inch.

The armor turned into fragments, falling from mid-air one after another, and before it could fall to the ground, the golden light stained on the fragments had eroded the fragments, and in the end there was not even a trace of ash left.

It was as if the armor had fallen into volcanic magma, and the armor, flesh, and bones began to melt under the golden light.

The last armorer, who was comparable to the level of the Thunder Tribulation, died cleanly, leaving no traces.

After the golden light killed the armorer, it did not stand still, the god list seemed to be enraged, and the golden light completely bloomed, and the layers began to spread out in all directions, wave after wave like ocean waves.

Seeing this, Xu Zhuang said in a deep voice: "Withdraw!"

Jin Guang is so domineering, the Thunder Tribulation level can't hold on to it at all, even if they leave a defense, it will be extremely difficult to hold on, there is no need to resist here at all.

Evacuate first and wait for reinforcements when the time comes.

With the domineering of the god list, he is not afraid of any vision at all, even if an outsider comes here and wants to collect the god list, it will take a while, and Shangjing is not close to Zhoushan, but it is not far.

At the speed of the Boat of Creation, it didn't take long to come to Zhoushan.

Xu Zhuanggui was the head of the Hanging Mirror Division, and he judged the situation in an instant and chose the best way to deal with it.

Xu Zhuang had just taken a few steps out, and a loyal scribe had already stepped out of the crowd.

The wind queen looked at Xu Zhuang who retreated, and without waiting for Xu Zhuang to ask, the wind queen took the lead in speaking: "The first can retreat, but I can't retreat!"

"If you exit this independent space, the independent space will disappear and disappear, and the next time you want to find it, I don't know what year and month it will be. ”

"Da Chu has been raising soldiers for five years, and the righteous death festival is in the present dynasty. ”

After the wind didn't wait for Xu Zhuang to agree, she had already walked forward in her strides, and the wisps of Wen Qi appeared, and they had gathered together in a blink of an eye, and they had already erected in an instant.

Xu Zhuang moved like thunder, and he had just retreated extremely fast, but the reaction of the wind queen was deliberately slowed down, and by the time Xu Zhuang heard the words of the wind queen, Xu Zhuang had already rushed into the entrance.

Finally, looking at the righteous and awe-inspiring and vigorous wind, his demeanor couldn't help but show admiration.

The literary atmosphere is like thunder, the void roars, and it is flourishing for a while, and it has reached the peak of the mundane, which has reached the level of Confucianism.

Such generous people who die are worthy of being national soldiers.

The picture is silent, and the entrance to the illusory door is constantly shaking, and the left and right sides begin to distort.

I can no longer see any movement in the independent space, and Zhoushan and the independent space have become completely different places.

In the independent space, when Xu Zhuang and the others disappeared, the golden light had already come to the front of the wind queen.

The earth-shattering aura of literature is like snow in the sun after encountering the golden light, and it quickly melts away.

But then a wave of mana was about to explode at this time, so as to resist the golden light, and then take advantage of the situation to seize the god list, and a deep voice sounded behind the wind.

"Amitabha!"

Four characters, rich, long, full of peace.

The light of the Buddha seems to be slow and fast, from the back to touch the golden light, the light of the Buddha is like a lotus flower blooming one after another, the pure and thorough golden lotus, in the blink of an eye, thousands of flowers bloom.

The golden lotus flowers, like reefs, are constantly washed by the golden light, and I am immovable.

Firmly fixed in mid-air, only the golden lotus swayed slightly, and a golden color was brilliant and gorgeous.

A monk wearing a brown robe and a red robe has appeared behind the wind.

The monk's head was fleshy, his ears drooped and hung down on his shoulders, and his fat face trembled as he walked.

Standing behind the wind, the monk opened his mouth to praise and preach: "Not long after the founding of the Great Chu, there was such a loyal person. ”

"Poor,"

"Dao,"

The word Dao has never been spoken, but a mouth shape has been changed: "Monk!"

"It's not that the poor monk wants to seize such treasures, but the poor monk admires the loyal person the most, and he can't bear to die, so he has no choice but to take action. ”

"If you want to find a poor monk afterwards, you can go to Putuo Mountain to find a poor monk. ”

"Whoever makes a poor monk is a good man. ”

The monk smiled and walked forward, the golden lotus gradually moved, and the wind queen looked at the monk as if he had entered a no-man's land, as if he was walking leisurely in front of the god list, and stretched out his hand to pick it up towards the god list.

After the wind, her eyes narrowed, and a murderous intent brewed from the bottom of her heart, and she never saw any hints on the outside.

This is the moment.

When the monk touched the god list, the god list trembled, swayed left and right, and fought back.

The wind followed suit.