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"The brand-new satin surface, produced in Lingnan Province, is most favored by dignitaries..."

"It's selling charcoal, fifty wen, only fifty wen~"

"Just baked cakes~"

.....

The voices of people of all colors are heard, and everything is the same as when they first entered the city.

For most people in this city, everything just now seems to have not happened at all.

"they......"

Tuba looked at the hustle and bustle of the bustling city, with a little complicated heart.

The people in the city in front of them kept all the beasts in captivity for food, but they were also kept in captivity by the gods, maybe the environment was a little better, but this still couldn't change the fact that they were kept in captivity.

"The so-called God's Domain, or it's just a blindfold."

An Qisheng glanced at the rabbit demon and walked towards the restaurant again.

The big man in red, who claimed to be a god, was indeed protecting this city, and that layer of restraint was not only a blinding method, but also a protective formation.

It seems that it verifies the words seen in the imprint of that day travel god.

Can it last forever between heaven and earth for God's use?

Between the opening and closing of the eyes, An Qisheng thought deeply.

"You, are you still going?"

Tuba recovered, watching An Qisheng walk toward the restaurant again, and couldn't help exclaiming.

He couldn't help being worried.

No matter what kind of legend, gods are inviolable, and any creature who dares to offend the gods will suffer natural disasters.

If you kill the **** and don't leave, aren't you afraid of being called to the door?

Gods have all appeared, so what about the emperor's court that has ruled the world for countless years in the legend?

Does it also exist?

When he thought that he might have offended the most powerful force ever, Tuba was a little weak.

In the busy city, An Qisheng was calm, and without stopping for a moment, he walked into the restaurant:

"I haven't paid for the food, so how can I just leave?"

Wine and food...

Rao was thinking about many possibilities, but was stunned by this answer.

Such a master, do I have to pay for food?

...

pain!

Pain!

Once again, the boundless pain has filled Tianbian's mind from the inside out.

This is not only the pain caused by the heavy damage to the soul, but also the heartache of his body being destroyed.

Tens of thousands of years ago, a world-shattering war broke out between heaven and earth.

In that battle, the gods fell, and countless masters sprinkled blood into the stars.

Even if that battle took place in the sea of ​​stars, the sky outside the sky, the rest of the wave spread, but it still triggered a catastrophe. The continents were more than half of the land sinking, and the deaths and injuries far exceeded the Jing Zhao.

But even in such a battle, he was lucky enough to not be affected and survived.

Who could have imagined that he would be ruined by someone after resuscitation!

Even if it weren't for another plan before, I'm afraid that all the catastrophes are gone at this time, and the soul has returned to the ghost country!

"The **** seems a little embarrassed, where is your divine body? How about your divine body that has not been destroyed in the battle of the Phoenix Emperor? Could it be..."

The silent neigh of the sky blade broke the calm in this dark cave.

Two ghost fires lit up in the darkness, illuminating the surroundings if there was nothing.

This is a dark and damp cave. Although it is a cave, it is not small, but extremely large, large enough to hold thousands of people standing side by side.

It's just that the cave is empty at this time, and there is no vitality.

There are only many stone sculptures depicting strange portraits. The stone statues stand tall, and the place of the ghost fire is exactly in the middle of the stone arches.

There, there is a throne made of deep black gems.

"Ant, you are disrespectful!"

Tian Jian came back to his senses, and the violent spirit swept towards the young Taoist man in white lying on the throne.

The white-clothed Taoist body is in perfect condition, and the skin is crystal clear. It seems that the blood vessels and meridians under its skin are visible, which is the only place of light in the dark cave here.

"Yes, I am, I am an ant."

The Taoist in white lying on the throne slightly nodded, looked at the altar with invisible fluctuations in the gloom, and smiled humbly:

"Just, why do you have to emphasize it? Could it be that you are afraid that the ants are not good for you?"

He has a humble smile and an open posture, but there is an undisguised cynicism in his words.

"Dare you disrespect your God!"

Tian Jian was furious, but he did not expect that an ant who lived by relying on himself would dare to disrespect himself so much.

Taoist in white is named Ruan Jingfei.

Hundreds of years ago, this person strayed into his slumber place and saw his divine body. This person was not badly talented. When he saw his divine body, he did not burst into pieces, but realized his magical powers.

In the years that followed, he submerged here, and built the underground palace here with the supernatural powers he had learned, and gathered the corpses of many masters to build this altar.

Let him recover early.

For this reason, this person controls the Demon Slayer Hall, and the people who have been killed for decades are like mountains and seas, and only then did he gain his trust.

Now it seems that this person has different intentions?

"The ants naturally dare not."

The Taoist in white lightly shook his head, and a playful smile appeared on his handsome and uncommon face, making the red mark between his brows more and more conspicuous:

"It's just that this ant is quite curious, what can make the **** so embarrassed, even lost his body..."

"Hahaha!"

Talking and talking, as if unable to restrain it anymore, the Taoist in white raised his head and laughed, extremely surly.

Buzzing~~~

With its strange smile, a cloud of wind suddenly appeared in this cave, and it was rolled around, pulling out a cold air.

The ghosts that came out of nowhere were dancing wildly in the gloomy cave.

There was a strange laugh from time to time.

"God, where's your body? Could it be that you were so hungry that you roasted yourself?"

"It's miserable! It's miserable! A **** who doesn't even have a **** body, so now, does it have to be called a ghost?"

"Oh, look, he looks like a dog! Hahaha"

"God! Why don't you speak anymore? Are you remembering your style back then?"

"Where is there any style? The **** of a mere earth, the most insidious remnant **** in the imperial court!"

...

Hundred ghosts dance wildly, extremely cold.

The heavenly blade's divine will fluctuates, and a great murderous intent is about to burst in his heart: "Hyakki Yexing? But you don't want to, before the god, you hooked up with the ghost country!"

Taunted by the ants in his captivity, Tian Blade suddenly recovered his calm.

Given his state at this moment, perhaps there is a real possibility that this ant might be bitten by this ant.

If it happened, it would be a great shame.

"No no no..."

Facing Tianblade's questioning, the Taoist in white shook his head repeatedly: "The ants and the gods have known each other longer than the gods you thought."

"Ok?!"

Tian Jian's heart shook, countless memories rolled past in the sea of ​​mind, but in the end nothing was found.

"You probably forgot, right? That's right, you squeezed the ants to death, how can you care about such a high god?"

The Taoist in white seemed to be smiling and crying, and his expression changed with difficulty.

The howling came and went, the ghosts of howling and dancing had already pronounced it.

"That should have been a day of 67,342 years ago. I vaguely remember that that year was the ten thousandth year of King Yu's life!"

"That year, the whole world celebrated together, not only Dongsheng, Nanzhanzhou, but also the northern part of the monster race, the ferocious Buddha Tuxihe, and some people came to worship."

"In that year, King Yu went on a tour, and the mountains where he passed by screamed tsunami, and the world was peaceful. That year, the Master gave the scriptures and led three thousand people to various places, preaching scriptures and setting ceremonies, and reasoning with people, demons, asuras, ghosts and demons. ....."

"That year, I was one of three thousand people..."

Ghost shadows danced one after another, and the voice like weeping tells the words of the Taoist in white clothes that have been squeezed for countless years.

"Confucian disciple?!"

Tian Jian's heart trembled, and suddenly, he seemed to see the extremely tall old man again.

Faintly, he remembered something.

Before the war, the Master preached the world, as if passing by here, but if the Master was in front, who would care about the Confucian disciples who preached everywhere.

But how could this person be a Confucian disciple?

Thinking back to the corpse mountains and blood seas I have seen over the years, the people in front of me are more like demons than demons. How can they be disciples of the master?

"I am dead......"

The Taoist in white sat up slowly, and the skin on his body suddenly disappeared, followed by flesh and blood and internal organs.

In a flash, it has become a mottled bone.

"Kakka"

The white bone raised his hand, and the phalanx made a sound of "Kaka":

"How can the practice of Wanzai be worthy of the practice of the gods and Wanji? Even if there is the Phoenix Emperor, even if there is a Master, even if there is the first demon of the Ages...

How long did Confucianism persist? It seems that there are twenty years, maybe thirty years?

Remember that day when the stars fell outside the sky, and nine days away from the phoenix dance, the gods fell like rain, and the heavens and the earth were filled with flames. Even though the real dragons roared, the world almost evaporated, right?

The fire of the phoenix doesn't burn the innocent monsters, and even ignores you such a **** worthy of the earth, but what did you do that day? "

The white-clothed man's expression was bleak with a chill.

Is it easy to come back from the dead? In spite of the fate, he also sank for tens of thousands of years before recovering, and he had no previous practice.

It's hard to cultivate Confucianism with a boneless body.

With that, the flesh and blood on the bones were reborn again.

"Years of worship, years of piety, and the humility of generations, have you ever hesitated when you started?"

The white-clothed Taoist man squeezed the handrail, and his face was completely cold: "The **** of value of the Yu Dynasty, the **** of heaven and seven kills!"

Phoo~

The endless feeling of coldness filled the cave, and the ghosts disappeared in mourning, seeming to be unable to bear such a terrifying aura, one after another hiding.

"What a ant, what a ant, with such a hatred, he can hide from the side of the **** for many years, the god, I underestimated you..."

On the altar made of bones, the sky blade showed an illusory body, with a deep coldness on his face:

"God, animal husbandry world, offering is the way of survival, and humility is the foundation of worshipping God! What can be considered as being able to resist calamities for this **** and betray people in a small amount?"

"Still such an annoying face..."

The white-clothed man was expressionless and didn't seem to be irritated, but the chill was deeper in the depths of his eyes.

"Shen Ling heaven and earth, if it is not useful, why should the earth wait for Yuer?

The weak and the strong eat, this is the eternal way of heaven! Just as at this time, if the person is strong and the monster is weak, then a person can keep a group of beasts in captivity, and satisfy the appetite. "

Tian Blade’s body shape is indeterminate, but his tone remains unresolved: "Gods are stronger and more merciful than humans. We don’t need to wait for the flesh, nor do we need to be humble. What we need is what we need, and we don’t need to wait. worship!"

Tian Blade's expression was indifferent with ridicule, even if he fell so far, he still looked down upon the ant in front of him who had been kept in captivity. :

"Do you know how many races are envied by your qualifications for worship?"

"Envy?"

Recalling the billions of walking corpses in the midst of the war, the white-clothed man's expression seemed a little sad, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

In his previous life, until his death, he still couldn't understand why the Master and others wanted to join Fenghuang to fight the sky.

It has only gradually become clear in his heart since his birth.

Some things can be taken away after other people's charity, linger, and should not be the way of the human race.

Non-my family, its heart must be different!

In this world, that's the truth.

"My God is very curious..."

Seeing the ants in front of him, he was very sad, Tian Blade felt very happy, as if he had walked out of his previous defeat, and looked at the Taoist in white condescendingly:

"Since you hate this **** so much, why do you have to endure it so far? When the **** is sleeping, although you may not be able to do it, you still have a chance..."

"Haha~"

Hearing that, the Taoist in white smiled, gentle and cold: "Then how to be willing?"

"Ok?"

Tianjian's face sank, he saw the smile on his face, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly felt a little frightened in his heart: "What did you do with the god's blood?"

There is something ominous in Tianbian's heart.

The man in white in front of him, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has been extremely humble to him for many years, and because he wants to use his hands to recover in advance, he has given him a lot of benefits.

Among them is the blood of God, which is used to wash his blood.

At this moment, I suddenly felt bad, the magical effect of the blood of God is far more than washing the blood.

"God blood is infinitely useful, but it is not worthy to contaminate my blood. Your blood is of course used to search for other gods!"

Thousands of thunders seemed to flicker together, and the white light was roughly in the cave.

As the throne roared and shook, the white-robed Taoist stood up, and swept the endless cold and cold air, and rushed to the sky blade that changed color on the altar:

"If you only kill you, why bother so much? What I want to kill is the so-called "Cthulhu" that people hate and hate like you!"

The six realms of heaven and earth: Tao, Buddha, God, Demon, Demon, and Ghost.

In the eyes of some people, you can change to Tao, Buddha, evil, demons, demons, and ghosts!

God is evil!

"Your blood will become the curse of the evil gods like me to kill you!"

The altar was shaking, the endless murderous air was about to explode, the sky blade was turbulent, and the endless chill was surging.

There has always been such a wicked person beside him.

"Kill you, you can save the unintentional loss of this god!"

After the shock, it was furious.

Tian Blade let out a long scream, delaying the restoration of the burning of one or two divine minds with words, it is necessary to induce Seven Kills Divine Power to kill the ant in front of him.

But in the next instant, he changed completely.

His divine intent was deadlocked on this altar, and the mountain that he allowed his divine intent to sway would collapse, and he could not leave.

call!

The color change was only an instant, and the endless white light had whizzed down, flooding the entire altar:

"If you are in the ghost country, don't forget my'Bone Daoist flies softly'!"