Chapter 770: Heaven and Earth Closed

He was extremely irritable at this time, if it wasn't for some special delays along the way, he definitely couldn't have only his current cultivation level!

Aggrieved and annoyed, Hua Qiu can't wait to get out of this damn dragon gate immediately, recover her own supreme power, and then trample the useless gods here to pulp! !

"Hua Chou, perish!!"

Zhu Minglang also has anger in his heart. This kind of violent god who treats the common people like nothing should be destroyed! !

Even though his few kicks just now were aimed at him, they still crushed more than half of the unknown celestial body. The birds and beasts died tragically, and the city of people was swallowed into the huge ground fissure. Those who are merciful to the heavens, I don’t know how many survived, but most of them were smashed to pieces!

Sparrow God despises the common people and deprives them wantonly. Hua Qiu, the God of Tianshu, is even worse. He doesn't even regard these people as life at all, but just the weeds growing messily around his feet. He even deliberately tramples off its roots, and then Only then left satisfied!

Why didn't the Holy Que disappear like this? ? ?

If God allows such people to become the so-called righteous gods and let them hang high in the sky to enjoy the admiration of millions of people, then Zhu Minglang can ruthlessly cast aside, how many such gods, how many Zhu Minglang will kill!

God's will? ?

If God really imposed a will in his heart, it would be to slaughter all violent gods who act recklessly!

What to save the common people, what to curse, these are not what Zhu Minglang really thinks in his heart. What he wants is that this god who stands tall and tall, before doing anything that violates the way of nature and humanity, first weighs whether he can get it from his own hands. Survive!

"Hua Qiu, die!!"

The sky and the earth are glued together, narrow as a sheath!

When Zhu Minglang drew his sword this time, the tip of the sword touched the boundary of heaven and earth, and the body of the sword straddled the world squeezed by the sky filled with stars and the vast dragon gate. For two, the majestic Jianhong made the sky rise again and the earth suddenly sink!

Pangu opened up the world and opened up the universe. It may be far from possible for Zhu Minglang to reach that state, but the small sky, the small earth, and the narrow chaos in the dragon gate are not impossible to break through! !

It was clear and clear. In the past few months when Longmen’s sky was chaotic, the sky and land of Longmen were clearer than ever before, just because this sword broke through the sticky chaos. chest! !

Hua Qiu's whole body was still glowing with radiant light,

His fugue body seems to be unwilling to just perish like this, and is gluing and reassembling again and again, trying to restore the original appearance, but the parts that have been torn apart can't be closed no matter what...

He looked at the sword mark that made the world clear, and Zhu Minglang who swung this shocking sword. The face that was dying went from shock to anger, from anger to madness, and from madness to joy and excitement! !

"I will remember your appearance when I turn into ashes. Hide with your tail between the millions of people, and live in panic like years. My divine light shines on the heavens. One day I will find you. At that time, I hope you Don't beg for mercy, people who I have impressions of me have always been too soft-hearted, even if you are ignorant and arrogant at the moment, when you put your head under my feet, I will still spare your life...Tame, far more interesting than disappearing into ashes Many!" Hua Chou's face was obviously full of pain and anger, but the words he uttered were full of excitement and anticipation.

As if he had found an interesting plaything in this dull world, like a nobleman bumping into a wild dog in his domain!

"I've accepted your spiritual book. I'm glad I didn't kill you in the spiritual field. You'll be fattened up and then slaughtered. It will be full of money!" Zhu Minglang didn't listen to Hua Qiu's words before he died, and put Hua Qiu's words in front of him. The spirit of the body, unwilling to perish, was absorbed into his own body.

Considering that Bai Qi's own godhead is very high, Zhu Minglang bestowed most of the spirit books on the sword spirit dragon, raising the sword spirit dragon's cultivation to the level of a god master.

The spirit is abundant, and there is still surplus.

Zhu Minglang distributed the rest of the spirit book to each dragon, especially the Tiansha dragon, the Cangluan Qinghuang dragon, the embers black dragon, and the fairy firefly dragon, so that they could have the qualifications to become gods. , so that in the future, as long as he finds a place with abundant aura, he can quickly improve the strength of each dragon, so that they are not restricted by blood and fate.

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After crossing the meteorite field, the sky and the earth were briefly separated, but in the end they were still glued together by some irreversible powerful force.

Hundreds of chaotic gas snails appeared. They were like world-killing dragons, twisting their bodies full of death breath, and constantly tearing apart the creatures in a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

The thunderclouds were squeezed, and the thunder and lightning that could shatter the leylines danced wildly, densely packed like a torrential rain, no matter where they hid in, they could not escape the disaster.

Meteorites collided with celestial bodies chaotically, and the extremely huge wreckage brought raging fire to the sky without stopping for a moment, as if dozens of hot suns were constantly exploding, and the void shock waves produced were more frequent than ocean waves, sweeping, sweeping!

There is no god of salvation.

There is no reincarnation of Pan Gu who created the world.

Although Zhu Minglang is one of the very few god masters in this dragon gate, he is still too far away from stopping this chaotic primordial power. Maybe a god king, a god king, or a god who has been promoted to a higher level can do it. Zhu Minglang, as a god master, can All I did was to keep myself, to keep the city I had prayed to myself...

But the land of Longmen is boundless, and there are tens of thousands of lost people.

There are countless celestial body continents in the sky, big and small, and the people wearing yellow robes in this city are only one in ten million of the world's creatures. Zhu Minglang suddenly realized that what Mr. Jinli said made sense .

How easy it is to ignore and add insult to injury, but how difficult it is to save the common people.

If there is a certain god in this dragon gate who can do it, he is a well-deserved god, the real god chosen by God!

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There is no problem with self-protection at the general level.

Most of the Sons of God can survive.

Quasi-gods and demigods, purely based on their own judgment of the natural disaster, know that if they avoid it, they can survive, while those who are at a loss and don't know what to do will also perish.

The creatures below the demigod basically depend on whether they have done good deeds on weekdays. Those who do good deeds may just pass by the meteorite wind blade, and those who do evil are surrounded by thunderstorms, and their corpses will be doused in lava...

Zhi Tianfeng completely collapsed. Zhu Minglang roamed among the endless wreckage. Above his head may be a huge ruptured leyline, but under his feet may be a celestial body riddled with holes...

Like a mountain torrent that never happened in a thousand years, it completely washed away and soaked the forest. Zhu Minglang saw rabbits, bears, elks, and tigers in a wooden boat. They would all be submerged, and this small boat The number of creatures that a wooden boat can carry is very limited.

Those who can be saved, those who cannot be saved are helpless