Chapter 817 God! Inherited

The cheap voice echoed in Qian Renxue's ears. Qian Renxue, who had passed through the hell road and obtained the realm of killing gods, was trembling at this moment, and looked at Xiao Tian who appeared in disbelief.

She thought that her inner demon had been chopped to pieces, but when she saw Xiao Tian, ​​she felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart, for some unknown reason.

"Everything is under your control?" Qian Renxue was angry, she thought that it would be so easy to come to the Slaughter City, no one in the Slaughter City could resist her, and the road to hell was also powerful.

"No, it's not that the young master is controlling, you are really strong, but you are still not as strong as the young master." Xiao Tian laughed.

Is this human? Qian Renxue's delicate body trembled.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing, just come to congratulate you, come, to celebrate your success in getting out of hell, drink this glass of 82-year-old Sprite and Tronsu milk."

Qian Renxue frowned slightly, and Xuan Ji stepped forward, directly bringing the two cups of milk and drinking it quickly.

"Won't you kill me?"

"My lord, why should I kill you?" Xiao Tian looked innocent, and looked at Qian Renxue's current figure from a close distance.

"If you don't kill me, you will regret it sooner or later. One day, I will kill you!" Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes were cold, her killing intent was terrifying, her murderous aura was like a black dragon, engulfing Xiao Tian.

It's just that those murderous auras are half a meter close to Xiao Tian, ​​but they can't get close.

Xiao Tian couldn't help but pouted at Qian Renxue's cruel words, but he didn't take it to heart.

"If you lose to me, give you time to chase. Even if you cultivate to the extreme, I will still be ahead of you, and you will look up to it for the rest of your life."

Qian Renxue watched Xiao Tian's leaving back distorted, listening to the words that echoed around, the nails of her left hand penetrated into the flesh and blood, and her eyes were filled with madness.

"The feng shui cycle turns, Xiao Tian, ​​don't be complacent!"

Wuhun Hall, when Pope Bibi Dong learned about the death of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, as well as many red-clothed bishops and several Soul Douluo, his face was gloomy and seemed to be dripping black water, almost scaring the men who sent the information out. Urine.

"What a Sea God Island!"

And right now!

"Do you need strength!" An icy and supreme female voice sounded in Pope Bibi Dong's mind.

"Get out! Get out of my body!"

"Bibi Dong, I am the Rakshasa God, how dare you speak so disrespectfully to this God!"

"Go away! You fake Rakshasa!" Bibi Dong suffered a loss once, how could she suffer again, concentrating her mental power to wipe out everything in her mind.

"Damn! Bibi Dong! You are a small mortal, but you don't know that the mainland will usher in a catastrophe! The power of the gods is about to come, looking for the inheritor, but you treat this god like this, you should be damned! You will die miserably!"

"You will die!" Bibi Dong's eyes were split open, the terrifying Rakshasa Domain, the Death Domain swept across, and the little brother who reported the information was directly deprived of his vitality, and his body turned into a skeleton.

At the same time, somewhere, Qian Renxue disdained the voice calling herself the God of Darkness in her head. Just like her mother Bibi Dong, she cursed and expelled the God of Darkness.

"I am me! What a god of darkness, what a god! I will become an independent god! It is a joke to inherit your so-called divine lineage!"

At this moment, Qian Renxue's belief was firm, and she buried the divinity of the first generation of Dark Angel God King.

Xiao Tian, ​​who was heading to Wuhun City, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and after being reminded by the system, several voices sounded in his mind.

"You are qualified to inherit the inheritance of my sea god Poseidon!"