Chapter 1027 Demon!

If this sect master does not write a diary.

Then this sect master's pretense will be meaningless.

Because people outside think that this sect master is really awesome.

Only this sect master knows that they are just stupid and awesome!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Zhang Moshen's "My Diary" Chapter 292

Puff!

Mysterious place.

Hu Lingshen is immersed in the luck.

Observing the luck, you can see the cause and effect. Manipulating the luck, you can get the fate.

Everything seems to be fine.

Sure enough, after the great luck of the human race is gone, the entire Qiyun flow is much smoother.

Speaking of which, interrupting the great luck of the human race is really a dangerous thing.

Hu Lingshen has been in charge of the Qiyun flow for countless years, but this is the first time he has encountered the backlash of the Qiyun flow, so fierce.

But it doesn't matter, everything is over.

The great luck of the rise of the human race has been interrupted, and the gods can be stable for countless years.

Just like Huan Shishen said.

If the gods don't exist, what is the use of this world.

Hmm?

Hu Lingshen suddenly made a sound of surprise.

The originally calm river of luck suddenly churned violently.

The huge waves surged, and the entire river of luck trembled violently.

All the villains rolled into a ball, and the luck that had been arranged long ago was in chaos, and even Hu Lingshen could not calm it down.

What's going on?

Hu Lingshen was very puzzled.

Such a surging river of luck can only indicate one thing.

That is, the world will change!

The gods can no longer control the luck of all races.

After trying several times, Hu Lingshen could not calm the waves.

This feeling of uneasiness even exceeded the backlash of the flow of qi in an instant.

Something happened, something big happened!

Hu Lingshen's first reaction was to immediately call Huan Shishen. With the eye of time, he could see what might happen in the future.

But Huan Shishen had disappeared long ago, and the Golden Tree God was hiding and didn't know where he went.

He was left alone now!

"The luck has changed, it's probably the luck of the human race, see me, Crystal God!"

The Hu Lingshen waved his hand and grabbed a little man from the flow of the Qi River.

Quickly, the little man began to change into the appearance of Crystal God, then slowly grew larger and stood in front of Hu Lingshen.

Just one look at Crystal God, Hu Lingshen felt something was wrong.

"Where is the luck of the human race on you?"

The Hu Lingshen was furious.

The Crystal God replied neither servilely nor arrogantly: "It has been presented to the Supreme God, the only God."

The Hu Lingshen was even more stunned when he heard this and said: "Supreme God? What are you talking about? My spirit is here, how can there be supreme."

The Crystal God replied calmly: "Everything is guided by luck, I just let it go."

The Hu Lingshen said angrily: "Who did you give the great luck of the human race to? Speak!"

The Crystal God still said calmly: "Supreme God, the only God!"

The Hu Lingshen opened his mouth and spit out a violent wind. The wind blew, and the body of Crystal God shattered inch by inch, and finally only a shining life crystal was left.

The Hu Lingshen was furious and said, "I will seal your altar and take away your divine fire. From today on, the Crystal Clan is the bottom of all the clans in the Heaven Realm. They are only fit to guard the gates and cannot step into the Heaven Realm!"

The Hu Lingshen threw out the Crystal God's Life Crystal.

It will fall into the abyss, entangled in filth, and no longer have a divine body.

The Life Crystal turned into a light spot and disappeared.

The Hu Lingshen was even more angry.

Mistake, misstep!

Since the other party is a person with special luck, he should have thought that the River of Luck is useless to him.

The Supreme God?

The Only God?

Could it be...

The Hu Lingshen was a little panicked.

If the Crystal God was not talking nonsense, then the other party's background this time was really not small.

But it should have ceased to exist long ago!

It had long been...

Could it be that it was resurrected?

Impossible, impossible.

No, it's possible!

Although the Hu Lingshen had ten thousand reasons not to believe it. But he still admitted that resurrection was possible for that god.

After all, it was born in chaos and at the beginning of the world.

After all, it was destroyed in the void, and the void is always mysterious.

If it returns.

That would be a disaster for the gods.

Perhaps surrendering is the most correct decision.

After all, it is the only "demon god"!

The enemy of the gods is the devil.

The devil, the fear of the heart, is a great terror, and it confuses all living beings.

The more the Hu Lingshen thought about it, the more terrified he felt.

He decided to try again.

Raising his hand, the Hu Lingshen drew a pattern in the air, the pattern of life, the seal of spirit, and gathered all things into a pot.

The little pot appeared and moved with the Hu Lingshen.

The Hu Lingshen slowly said: "Make a wish to me, and offer the true heart of the sun and the moon!"

The little pot followed and shouted: "Make a wish, make a wish!"

The Hu Lingshen grabbed a little man from the long river of luck and threw it on the little pot.

Immediately, the small pot seemed to have intelligence, and its body began to grow. Then it knelt on the ground and said, "Make a wish for all spirits."

The pot spirit god waved his hand again, this time drawing the seal of death.

The seal of death merged into a stream of water and entered the small pot, blending life and death.

The pot spirit god said, "Go, find the great fortune of the human race. Ask him to drink a cup of dead water."

After speaking, the pot spirit god sprinkled a little bit of the human race's fortune in the small pot.

The small pot nodded immediately, then spread its feet and began to rush forward.

No matter where it is in the sky or on the earth, it will go straight to the target.

The pot body is invincible, and the pot is dead water.

Even if it faces the gods, it is not afraid at all.

The pot spirit god nodded.

At the critical moment, it is still reliable to use his own pot of life and death.

Other gods dare not use it!

However, after using this pot of life and death, it will have to sleep for a while. I hope that everything will be solved when I wake up next time.

The pot spirit god put the river of luck aside and ignored it.

He slowly closed his eyes.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to go dark.

…

"Demon God, demon God, are you still there? Demon God, if you are, please support me!"

In the Sunrise Domain, Grand Master Zhang found a place and took out his altar to see if he could contact the demon god.

There was no way, after a big battle with the Crystal God.

Grand Master Zhang deeply felt that his strength was not enough, and he was simply "beaten" by the Crystal God.

So, he wanted to see if he could talk to the demon god and ask for another skill.

But unfortunately, he didn't get in touch.

Is it because the sacrifice is not enough?

Grand Master Zhang didn't know.

Anyway, there was no response.

Helpless Grand Master Zhang had to try to contact the chicken demon again.

He didn't have much hope.

After all, the timeline is different.

So Grand Master Zhang randomly placed two soul bottles on the altar, without even a soul in them.

Grand Master Zhang began to shout loudly: "Demon, demon, you are a piece of shit!"

Nothing happened after he shouted.

Grand Master Zhang sighed and prepared to put away the altar.

But at this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

Then the old acquaintance Chicken Demon fell to the ground face down.

"Ouch!"

The Chicken Demon screamed.

Grand Master Zhang stared.

Did he really come?

Did he really come?

How did you come?

Grand Master Zhang hadn't spoken yet.

The Chicken Demon shouted loudly: "You are sick. I told you that it would cause time and space confusion, why didn't you listen!"