Chapter 796: Mastering the God’s Calendar

"Come on, beat him to death!" The preacher Tong Zhiyuan ordered the eighteen golden brown linen-clothed martial artists around him.

The martial arts practitioners took action one after another. They should have trained a whole body of steel and iron. Their arm strength and leg strength are quite terrifying. Moreover, these eighteen people have a very tacit understanding with each other. , sometimes approaching in a serpentine shape, and sometimes scattered like a bird of prey.

"Withered!!!!!!"

The sky was sinking, and in the twilight mountain forest, an inexplicable roar came out, followed by a majestic Yin evil breath blowing from all directions of Hongtian Peak, as if countless ghosts were stretching out their claws, facing everything Had a crazy tear!

The eighteen brown-gold linen-clothed warriors had just arrived at Zhu Minglang's side, and when they were about to launch a killing formation, the sinister breath swept them all away.

The sky was inexplicably dark, and the surrounding area was shrouded in darkness. People could see a very limited area, and when everyone felt a sense of fear in their hearts, two pitch-black spears suddenly appeared in the dark world. sickle! ! !

The pitch-black sickle spanned the southeast two sides of the sky, and stood high above the majestic Hongtian Peak, and the tens of thousands of people in the Hongtian Peak Taoist temple were like floating dust compared to this shocking sickle! !

"Shua!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The sickle was cut off suddenly, and Hongtian Peak, which had been standing for thousands of years, was severed from the Taoist temple on the top of the peak. The peak split directly, and the Taoist temple was divided into two. Bamboo strips were broken in half! ! !

One peak turned into two peaks, and none of the eighteen golden brown linen-clothed warriors standing in front of Zhu Minglang was spared, and all of them died suddenly in this day's scythe! !

The missionary, Tong Zhiyuan, stood there blankly. He glanced at the cut Hongtian Peak in disbelief, and then at his own arm...

Blood spurted wildly from the cut arm wound, and the face of missionary Tong Zhiyuan began to twist, he opened his mouth and screamed in pain! ! !

In Tianfeng City, there is a lot of traffic. There is a night market in Tianfeng City before dusk. It will be quite lively. People are walking on the street, looking at flowers and buying clothes. In the sight of them, the Hongtian Peak, which they regarded as a sacred mountain, and the majestic Tianfeng Mountain that almost touched the clouds were split in half by a huge black sickle! !

Looking from their angle down the mountain, this scene is no different from a huge hole being opened in the sky! ! !

Shocked, panicked, and crying, the entire Tianfeng City became a mess,

Not only did their faith collapse in an instant, they didn't even know where to hide! !

...

Yan Wanglong merged with the dim sky, it didn't reveal its true self, it only left a pair of ghostly fire eyes in this dark world, looking down at the Hongtian Peak Taoist temple with contempt, these ordinary people who want to do something to Zhu Minglang!

Eighteen Hongtian Peak masters disappeared in an instant, and even Tong Zhiyuan, a god-level preacher, was directly cut off with an arm. The entire Hongtian Peak Taoist temple's descendants and gods have collapsed. When have they seen such a destructive? The power to destroy the earth! ! !

Is this still a mortal! !

It is clearly the slash of God's Wrath! !

"The common people don't know Mount Tai with their eyes, and the common people don't know Mount Tai with their eyes!!" Tong Zhiyuan knelt down violently, completely losing his previous dignified appearance.

"I see, I feel, I think, do you remember these three rules?" Zhu Minglang asked the preacher of Hongtian Peak again.

"Remember, remember, this matter must be our negligence. We didn't handle it fairly, and let our subordinates wantonly abuse the people of Liming. This is the negligence of us, the descendants of the gods and the envoys of the gods. I will allow the people under my command to do such outrageous things again!" Tong Zhiyuan kept kowtowing for mercy, ignoring his other arm.

"There is no need to swear to me, how can I control everyone's words and deeds, what kind of people are you in your bones, then do what you want to do, mutilate the people, persecute the people, abuse the power of the gods, and convict yourself …Anyway, you think that this will make you happy physically and mentally, and you will be happy in this sense of superiority, then follow this virtue in your bones, and you can do this for the rest of your life, but it is best for you to worship God every day. Pray for one thing—don’t be caught by me! Because a god like me will never give you a second chance. I’m not a Buddha. There’s no need to forgive you. My job is to send you to reincarnation! I don’t I advise you to be human in your next life, because most of you will be animals in your next life!"

When Zhu Minglang said these words, the magic flames and underworld flames suddenly surged in the Taoist temple of Hongtian Peak, which was divided into two. You can see the flames of the nether world seeping out from the cracks, and spread all over the place like streams and rivers. In the entire Hongtian Peak Taoist temple, this kind of flame will not burn a piece of paper or a feather, but will drill into the body of living things and spread inexorably! !

The Nether Demon Fire has no temperature, and even makes people feel bone-chillingly cold. What it really burns is the human soul. Zhu Minglang's eyes now completely reflect the Nether Fire pupils of Yan Wanglong, cold, unruly, and majestic...

Nie Xiaoxuan of the Heshuang Sect stared blankly at Zhu Minglang, and suddenly saw a giant dragon in the huge darkness behind Zhu Minglang. The dragon had a pair of sickle wings and was attached to Zhu Minglang's back like a demon soul. The mighty dragon horns are huge, and the majestic body makes people tremble. A mighty and dark dragon face plate is more like a master of darkness, judging the life and death of people in the world! !

"Yan... King Yan..."

The legendary Hades! !

Yama Dragon! ! ! !

Nie Xiaoxuan is the one who made the dragon-binding god silk. She knows all kinds of dragons very well, and the emperor in the night-Yan Wanglong is the most rare and special, and is a well-deserved night dragon emperor!

Such a dragon... unexpectedly surrendered to this man!

The personality of Yan Wanglong is even higher than some righteous gods in Tianshu Godland. Without the soul personality of righteous gods, how could Yan Wanglong bow his head and submit to him? ?

Could it be that he is a righteous god! !

Nie Xiaoxuan didn't dare to blink her eyes, for fear of missing the details of Zhu Minglang's body. She has now concluded that Zhu Minglang is a high and righteous god of the sky, not a loose fairy, but he belongs to which sky star, and what is the name of the god? ? ?

The scholar who was bombarded to death by Tianlei seemed to have written his name, but only a few people in front of Zhu Minglang could hear it...

Convict the righteous god with a letter of conviction...

Then he was bombarded by thunder! !

God, why didn't I think of this! !

It turned out that when he said that Hongtian Peak was destroyed just now, he was definitely not just talking about it. This god who was touring the lower world really wanted to destroy Hongtian Peak! ! !

There was light in Nie Xiaoxuan's eyes, and she was so excited that she had never been so excited. God finally opened her eyes, and finally punished these lawless organizations under the gods. Finally, someone dared to question the God of God, and dared to torture the high and mighty Star God! ! !

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Stepping on the flames, Zhu Minglang walked through the gorgeous Taoist temple of Hongtian Peak like a god of death.

Those who should be killed, Zhu Minglang will not leave anyone behind, including the white-haired and childlike preacher.

However, when Zhu Minglang was about to wipe out those butchers, a group of people in black and gold cars flew over from another dim sky peak, and they landed on Zhu Minglang's position.

A middle-aged man jumped out of the car, followed by four demigod servants in different colors of sackcloth.

"I am Changli, the peak lord of Heitian Peak, and I am a servant of the gods. Although the sky does not have the star name of my Changli, I am also the god of discipline in this land. Who are you sacred? What do you want to do to us?" With such a ruthless hand under Zhaoyao Tianfeng, aren't you afraid that my god, Zhaoyao, will beat you to death!!" said the god who claimed to be the master of rings.

Calendar? ?

Zhu Minglang had really heard the name before.

In the Jiting Continent, those organizations under the gods swaggered under the banner of Changli, including the massacre of tens of thousands of people killed by Zhu Minglang who slaughtered a whole city!

Another pamperer!

Hongtian Peak, Heitian Peak, the reputations of those in charge are already notorious in Zhongxin City, and I don’t know how they still have the face to set up Taoist temples on Tianfeng Peak and enjoy the worship of all people!

"Your son is dead, how many people do you want to be buried with, you can tell me the number." Zhu Minglang said to Chang Li.

That Son of Heaven is precisely Chang Li's son, and one of the beloved disciples of God.

After experiencing the pain of losing a child, he obviously started killing people crazily on the charge of disobedience and flaunting the gods. If he doesn't implicate the ten clans of the Heshuang Sect, he will not let it go!

"Buried with you?? I am eradicating disobedient people for my god. My son's death is trivial. It is a big deal that there is such a disobedient group lurking in our territory but it cannot be wiped out. If my god swaggers the blessings of the lower realm, I will It is the hundreds of millions of people in Purdue, if these mouse feces offend my god, the wind will not adjust the rain, thunder, mountain torrents, tsunamis, and lunar eclipses will continue to be born, wouldn’t it be the hundreds of millions of people who suffer? ” Chang Li as A god-level person naturally has his mature rhetoric.

"In this case, you call Zhao Yao here, and I will confront him face to face. I want to see if this is your meaning or his meaning!" Zhu Minglang said to Chang Li.

"Presumptuous, how can you call my God whenever you want, what qualifications do you have to summon me to sway God?" Chang Li scolded.

"It doesn't matter, if he doesn't come and give me a reasonable explanation, I'll chop off your head, brazenly condone the Tianfeng organization to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and slaughter cities and people out of lust. Naturally, I will settle the score with him , but what you have done these days is inevitable, Hongtian Peak and Heitian Peak will perish from today onwards!" Zhu Minglang said coldly.

"I'd like to see what you can do!!" Chang Li took the lead in launching the offensive.

Zhangjieshen Changli is a martial arts cultivator. Every time he pushes out his palm, it is like overwhelming mountains and seas, with majestic momentum and astonishing power.

And the four demigods brought by Changli are also very powerful. They hold talismans, knives, axes, and sticks respectively, and the demigods they display are even more terrifying!

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