Chapter 2217 You Are Mine After All

The footless black-smoke man who spoke first was quickly glanced at by the king on the throne, and his whole body began to drift, and then his voice became hoarse, and he could no longer speak. They can't breathe anymore, most of them have surpassed the Daewoo level, achieved the false god state, and are one step away from the myopic state of the gods, but it's just this step away, let the gods have already Stagnated here, and eventually lost his life.

With a puff, all the black smoke disappeared.

For a moment no one dared to speak.

They bowed to the ground one after another, got up and said, "The God of Destruction is mighty!"

"Jie Jie!"

The man high on the throne reveled.

But when he was laughing wildly, he felt his nerves tremble for no reason, and when he stopped to reflect on it, he didn't feel the source of this strange feeling.

This made him very uneasy.

There is a feeling that has not passed for a long time. Ever since I came back from the Heavenly Court, I never felt that feeling of walking on thin ice.

In this world, the only thing that can threaten his existence is the Demon Ancestor, but now that the Demon Ancestor has his own affairs, how can he have time to care about his own affairs?

Moreover, the people in his own territory are nothing but cannon fodder when they go to the battlefield, and the gods and people who are now swallowed by him are nothing but cannon fodder.

So what makes him palpitate? This made the God of Destruction very curious.

Then the God of Destruction waved his hand, and the people below turned into a piece of grayness, and quickly disappeared into this dark space.

The God of Destruction immediately fell silent and entered his own spiritual world, and then traveled all the way to his own divine hidden space.

In this divine hidden space, he came to a place like a Tongtian tower with a moon symbol on it.

Suddenly under this sign, the God of Destruction stopped, and the other half of the moon suddenly appeared on the moon above, entangled with each other, and it even seemed like two beasts were devouring each other.

This change seemed to be a metaphor for something, which made him feel extremely uneasy.

This will make the pagoda in the sky start to shake, and a ferocious blood skeleton appeared from it. The blood skeleton fell from the sky and became very bloodthirsty. Anyone here would probably be fainted by the smell of blood.

Everything about Pang Bin looked so miraculous.

However, this will make the God of Destruction seem to not care about this blood skeleton at all, as if he is a friend who has known him for a long time.

Among the blood skeletons, a new friend appeared.

"How is it? Under the training of my method, you not only used more than a hundred years to rebuild yourself, but also made your cultivation base almost break through! You should thank me." Bloody Skull showed a arrogant smile, and in an instant, The blood mist was everywhere, and the blood mist covered the sky, as if covering this piece of hidden space.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding Shenyin space seemed to be hung with blood waterfalls, falling from the sky and falling all over the ground.

"Are you crazy? This is my place!" The God of Destruction, who hadn't spoken for a long time, waved his hand, and scattered all the blood-soaked places, turning them into what the chickens wanted just now. blue sky with white clouds.

Under such circumstances, many of those blue sky and white clouds have encroached on the blood waterfall.

"You, don't forget, you were educated by me, you are still mine, and you will become mine one day! Hahaha!" The bloody skull turned into a blood mist and began to go further and further away. But he didn't seem to be retreating, but was forced to leave.

When the blood skeleton walked away, the God of Destruction, who was strong just now, couldn't help but hugged his chest like a prisoner, and then began to cough desperately. His cough was terrible.

He spit out countless blood plasma, and there are countless human heads floating in the blood plasma, which looks like a copy of Gan Huangquan, but this one looks like a blood fountain, and it is even more terrifying.

Finally, after a series of struggles, the God of Destruction re-adjusted to the look of looking at the world just now, his eyes gathered again, looked at the crescent moon above the Tongtian Tower, and found that the other crescent moon had disappeared, and the original one was restored. appearance.

"It's really him who is doing something wrong." The God of Destruction let out a foul breath.

The whole person turned into a blood-red appearance, and flew in from the Tongtian Tower. After entering, the Tongtian Tower looked very clean and tidy. In the center of this Tongtian Tower, there was a long-haired woman. , is closing his eyes, meditating.

Sitting down cross-legged, those legs also looked very slender, the body sat upright, and the two lumps on the chest were also very well developed.

However, as the older brother of the other party, I didn't care much about these things. Instead, I watched the other party's eyebrows shake for a while, and then I became extremely nervous. A strange feeling.

"No way, you haven't cleared your demonic barrier yet! Let me help you!"

When the Destruction God saw his sister frowning tightly, he knew that the other party must have passed the demonic obstacle before the Conferred God.

In this regard, God of Destruction still cares about his sister very much, so he hurried forward at this moment, wanting to take better care of his sister, so as not to let his sister fail the tribulation like this.

God of Destruction clasped his hands together, held his breath, and after a few breaths, suddenly opened his eyes, staring very round, his whole body instantly turned into black smoke, and flew towards his sister's mind.

Having entered this mind, the God of Destruction was stunned, and a man wearing a blue gown appeared in front of his eyes. This man was the same as the one he had met before, without any change, and he was looking at himself affectionately. My younger sister, and my younger sister seemed to be immersed in that illusory happiness, unable to extricate herself, unable to make herself feel fast.

Soon the illusory feeling eroded over bit by bit, and surrounded his own sister, as if they were about to do something very primitive and happy.

The God of Destruction was already furious when he saw this, and with a burst of anger, he flew towards the man in the cyan long gown. A roll of pitch-black aura instantly enveloped the man in the cyan long gown. Obliterated by that pitch black smoke.