I have a room in Huangquan

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It wasn't until the heavy mountains dissipated in front of him and Ding Xiaoyi's figure appeared that he had no choice but to believe that his lonesome blow actually made him feel lonely.

"You burp!!"

Ding Xiaoyi patted his stomach, looking full of wine and food, feeling more like you who just came out of a big hotel dinner.

The arrogant appearance almost made Bruce extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do.

His body is turning into light spots and disappearing with the breeze, and finally he can only disappear into the sky and the earth with endless resentment.

Bruce's body turned into a little bit of fluorescence, and the holy sword that lost its owner suddenly became sad. Ding Xiaoyi grabbed the fallen holy sword with one hand and joked: "Hey, I just said, you can't hurt Hiccup."

Before he finished speaking, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help hiccupping, and golden sparks were about to come out of his mouth.

"Well, I take back that sentence, at least let me eat enough."

He said, looking towards the direction where Bruce came from in the distance: "It's such a good thing, you should taste it yourself."

After finishing speaking, the phantom of the brilliant whale appeared behind him, and the huge monster opened its mouth wide, and saw the gleaming golden Holy Sword of Sanctions emerge from its mouth, aiming at the distant sea and spitting it out.

It turns out that the formation of his spiritual energy space is the Xumi formation that he specially tailored for himself. Once everything enters the formation, it will be continuously shrunk, and will not only be buried in the mountains in the end.

It will even be used by myself with the technique of devouring and hoarding yuan.

This is the reason why he spent a lot of time rebuilding his psionic space.

In the first test, the effect was stronger than he expected. The only shortcoming is that if the opponent's strength is too strong, it is easy to hurt himself.

At this moment, with the huge sword glow, it pierced through the void and pierced towards the extremely distant sea.

The world in front of him suddenly turned into black and white under a flash of white light.

Then a white water wave line rolled in. Before the huge wave arrived, the powerful shock wave had already crossed the sea first.

In an instant, the white and flawless city walls of the Holy City looked like a work of art carved out of cream, and it was like encountering a gluttonous child by chance.

With a bang, it turned into ruins all over the place.

Those fanatics standing on the city wall were killed or injured in the shock wave, and some of them simply disappeared without bones.

Looking at the holy city turned into ruins.

Although Ding Xiaoyi feels sorry for their misfortune, he doesn't really take it to heart.

I have reminded them again and again, but they are still obsessed with their obsessions, even dreaming when disaster strikes, and wanting to go to the kingdom of heaven.

These ignorant and ignorant people are simply not worthy of death.

It's just that he has made such a big deal, but he hasn't seen that damned old god appearing yet, which made him frown. After thinking about it carefully, he simply laughed three times, stretched out his hand and tore open the void in front of him, and wanted to leave here.

It seems that a big revenge has been avenged.

"Don't go, God Lord will punish you!"

Seeing that the devil was about to leave, there was a burst of angry cursing in the holy city. Ding Xiaoyi glanced at it and found that the person who still had the strength to curse him was the old pastor who looked so weak.

It's just that his condition is very bad, his left arm has been lost somewhere, and even his legs have been smashed into meat paste by huge gravel.

Only one right hand remained intact, pointing at him and cursing loudly.

"Ha ha!"

Ding Xiaoyi stretched out his hand to hold the holy sword in his hand, and said with a sneer, "It's up to you."

After finishing speaking, he tossed it backhand, and the holy sword was frozen in front of the bridge of the old priest's nose in an instant.

Ding Xiaoyi's pupils shrank sharply, only to see that the holy sword he threw was gently caught by two fingers.

The person holding the holy sword was an old man of seventy years of age. He was dressed in plain linen and had a high hump. He was so old that it was difficult to judge how old he was.

Even the fingers holding the holy sword looked as slender as the chopsticks that could reach this section at any time.

"God level!! You are the old god, didn't you mean that the old god can't be born?" Ding Xiaoyi shouted pretending to be surprised.

"You have bullied me to the house, how can I not be born, child, you have done too much."

The old man took back the holy sword and held it in his hand, his face was already kind and dignified.

"Come on, convert to my sect, and I will forgive your original sin!" The old man said in a deep voice.

Ding Xiaoyi was in a daze for a moment, but soon came back to his senses, and found that he had unknowingly walked more than ten steps.

Startled in my heart, my eyes sharpened immediately: "I have no interest in that hypocritical sect of yours."

After he finished speaking, he turned and ran.

But at this time, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly found that the space and time around him seemed to be completely out of touch, and he was clearly rushing forward.

But when he turned his head, he found a figure exactly like himself still standing there, as if it was his shadow.

At this time, the figure of the old man came slowly, walked to the shadow without haste, grinned, and raised the holy sword in his hand to strike at him.

"puff!!"

Blood splattered on his back, and bursts of heart-pounding pain hit him, and everything in front of him returned to normal.

"what happened??"

He was shocked in his heart, his eyes flickered, thinking about everything that happened just now, and it took a moment to wake up: "It's time."

"You are very smart. You are the power of time. You can do it too. If you want to learn, child, I can teach you."

He opened his palm, and saw elements such as wind, fire, thunder, lightning, light and darkness were easily gathered in his skinny palm.

The kind face became more and more peaceful, making people unconsciously want to get close to this old man.

"God is omnipotent, child, you have the potential to become a god, and even have power beyond me, but no one teaches you, you will never be able to touch this threshold."

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the various powers of rules gathered in the hands of the old man, even though he was well-informed, he couldn't help being shocked.

Fatty and the others once reminded themselves that the old gods are very powerful, and he did not expect to be so powerful.

The old man seemed very satisfied with the shocked look on his face, and continued: "I was once the main god of this world, ranked the highest god, and held the greatest authority. There are countless believers, and even the emperor must be crowned by me. .”

He whispered about his glorious past, as if he was looking back at himself in that era.

Hundreds of millions of believers, with a lofty status, can easily control everything in this world.

But thinking about it, the old man seemed to have thought of something bad, and his face darkened: "If it wasn't for that sudden disaster, maybe the world would still be in my palm."

"disaster?"

Ding Xiaoyi frowned, remembering that the textbook mentioned the huge shock more than a hundred years ago, and what he learned about the past from Baitang when he was at the top of Kunlun.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said, "Is the time axis broken?"

Hearing this, the old man was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him meaningfully: "It seems that I don't need to educate you anymore, you seem to already know a lot of secrets."

"Eh, it's okay, you keep on talking, I like listening to stories the most, oh, why don't we chat slowly while knocking melon seeds."

Enduring the burning pain on his back, Ding Xiaoyi said to the old man with a playful smile.

In my heart, I was secretly cursing Song Xingxue, why didn't I come over.

He wanted to delay the time, but the old man seemed to have no patience to continue chatting.

"We can talk about these things slowly in the future. If the child eats him, you will gain infinite divine power. You will become my spokesperson in the world. I can teach you to have infinite divine power."

There was a white ball of light in the old man's hand, and Ding Xiaoyi saw that there was a white bug in the light ball.

The bug was like a silkworm baby, with a green gemstone on its forehead. What attracted him most was the six pairs of white wings on the back of the bug.

Seeing this, he immediately understood how those birdmen came from, all of them came from this thing.

It can even be understood as a complete psionic creature, once eaten, it will fuse with it like a fallen spirit master.

"Son, why are you still hesitating? Don't you want to?"

In the end, the old man's face gradually became indifferent, and the holy sword shining with golden light in his hand exuded a piercing cold light.

Ding Xiaoyi frowned, looking embarrassed, as if he was weighing something, until a moment later he said: "I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?" the old man asked.

I saw Ding Xiaoyi slowly raised his head, and the corner of his mouth raised a proud arc: "I'm afraid that after eating, I will never be able to pick up the bowl and chopsticks to eat soft rice with peace of mind."

Chapter 6 and Nine: Existence is a Threat

The voice fell.

The old man suddenly noticed something, he quickly dodged sideways, and at the same time, with the power of rules in his palm, he slapped towards his side casually.

"boom!!"

The dazzling light ball exploded suddenly, and a black ax slashed out in the strong light.

Although the sharp ax didn't hit his body directly, the cold light emanating from the ax blade easily sliced ​​through the old man's five fingers.

An ax missed, before Yahweh could rejoice in his heart, his eyes narrowed sharply, but Yuniang casually called out a wordless stone tablet.

The huge stone tablet descended out of thin air, the stone tablet is simple and solemn, with a harmonious beauty.

The title of the stele is not inscribed on the forehead, only the head of the stele is carved with eight Chilongs, skillfully entangled together, with distinct scales and armor, exposed muscles and bones, moving in silence and full of vitality.

There are no words on the body of the stele, but it is better than thousands of words.

What's even more frightening is that with the fall of the stone monument, everything around is empty and silent, and countless tombs appear out of thin air.

"kill!"

Following Yu Niang's order.

I saw a dozen vague figures walking out of the tomb.Some of these figures were handsome and tall, armed with long spears and double halberds, riding their horses with spears, and charged towards Yahweh.

Or they have a fierce appearance, a strong body like a mountain, and a mace in their hands, striding wildly, unstoppable.

Or an old man with long hair and white beard, holding a gossip array in his hand, sitting in the middle with a detached demeanor.

As soon as these figures appeared, they were extremely turbulent, and their strength was no less than that of demigod-level powerhouses, and the number was scary.

Coupled with the suppression of the wordless stele, Yahweh could not even display three-tenths of his strength. Suddenly, even an ancient god like Yahweh couldn't stand the siege.

Just listen to the sound of "bang!"

Ye Hua suddenly felt a stabbing pain between his eyebrows, and a shadowless arrow pierced through his head.

For a moment, colorless blood flew along with the arrows.

Yahweh's complexion suddenly changed. He didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly took out a white ball of light and swallowed it. As the light ball was swallowed by him, a different breath emerged from Yahweh.

That is the power of the most devout and sacred faith, overwhelming, and the vast ocean-like power of thought rumbles in the sky.

This scene is terrifying, sacred and vast, and the world will be overturned!

The overwhelming holy light poured down, as if there were thousands of divine moon pillars hanging above his head, and this place became an ocean of galaxies, completely enveloping him.

"God is not omnipotent, I am omnipotent." He oppresses people like a mountain, with a sea of ​​stars in the depths of his eyes, like a god looking down on all living beings.

The figures who were besieging him while waving his hands froze in place for an instant, and as he lowered his palm, the figures also turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

Even Yuniang's wordless stele was under great pressure, and had to be recalled by Yuniang to her side immediately.

"You are the Pirate Queen!" In the holy light, Yahweh regained his former calmness. As long as he has the power of faith, he can return to his peak state, the god who dominates all things.

Looking at Yuniang, just by seeing the ax as big as a door in her hand, she can already confirm the identity of the other party.

After all, no one knows about a pirate queen who broke through to the god level early in this world.

Even though Yahweh himself has never seen this woman, he has heard of her deeds. It is hard to believe that a generation of women can rise against the wind and skyrocket.

Originally, he just avoided confronting the queen as much as possible,

But he didn't want the other party to call the door first.

Surprised and angry, he couldn't help but think of Ding Xiaoyi's words just now, and his thoughts changed in an instant, and he had already figured out the flavor.

He sneered in his heart and said: "So that's the case, no wonder you are so confident."

Yahweh taunted: "With you alone, if you want to be my enemy, you are really asking for your own death."

However, as soon as the words fell, a loud laugh came from behind: "Yes, from the ancient mythological era, one old god who has survived to this day is certainly not enough."

Hearing this, Yahweh was shocked and turned around, only to see a long-haired young man strolling towards him holding a paper fan.

When the fan was unfolded, four large characters were suddenly written on the fan: Shining debut

"Bah, what a coquette!" Ding Xiaoyi had long been hiding away, seeing Song Xingxue's appearance, he couldn't help cursing secretly, but staring straight at his fan, he couldn't help feeling a little envious.