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Mo Chen stopped for a moment, his eyes fell outside the inn.

There, the little old man who was originally wretched and stingy was lying quietly on the ground at this moment, his Taoist uniform soaked in blood was extremely glaring in the night.

"However, you forget that you are not the only one who is angry."

Mo Chen took a deep breath, raised his fist and slammed it down on Lin Jin who was in the mud.

"Today, the anger of this mortal will be thousands of times greater than yours!"

Lin Jin struggled up from the mud, opened his mouth to say something, but was hit directly in the face by Mo Chen's powerful fist, his face was blooming immediately, and several teeth fell out.

Before the words were spoken, they were directly smashed back into the stomach!

"what!!!"

Lin Jin only had time to let out a short scream from his throat, and the subsequent voice was drowned in Mo Chen's angry fist.

"Tom tom tom tom tom tom!!"

"Tom tom tom tom tom tom!!"

Lin Jin felt like a dead leaf flying up and down in a violent storm. His body seemed to be torn apart inch by inch, and his bones were broken one by one.

And around his body, the dazzling light like the sun that had been blooming due to the unsealed new power of the gods, also dimmed bit by bit in Mo Chen's fist.

"Ahhhh!!!"

For the first time in his life, Lin Jin felt the trembling and fear from the depths of his soul so clearly.

All his self-confidence, all his pride, everything was torn to pieces by Mo Chen's illogical beating.

"no!!"

The bad old man finally couldn't stand it anymore, and shot suddenly.

Bo Yang's eyes were complicated, and he sighed lightly.

Mo Chen looked at Lin Jin, whose face was covered in blood and was inhuman, without the slightest fluctuation in his brows.

"uncle……"

"You look good!"

This punch would directly take Lin Jin's life.

"Crackling!!!"

Suddenly, a shocking thunder resounded in the clear night sky.

With the sound of thunder, a bolt of lightning as thick as a giant tree seemed to come down from the nine heavens, and it hit Mo Chen's body with brilliant power.

"Boom!!!"

This sky thunder was obviously extremely powerful, but when it fell, it did not spread too much impact, as if all the power of the sky was concentrated on Mo Chen.

Mo Chen's body was bounced high by the blow, and then fell heavily to the ground.

His clothes were scorched black by the lightning, and a large piece of blood was blurred on his back.

Everyone in the inn suddenly exclaimed.

"That's thunder!"

"Thunder strikes from the sky!"

"God finally appeared!"

"God is going to accept this devil king!"

The fear and anxiety that had been suppressed for a long time were finally relieved and released at this moment.

The crowd couldn't help cheering loudly, and some even knelt down to the ground and bowed to the sky.

It's just that the bad old man who forcibly sent God's punishment down on the heavens has no time to welcome the glory and worship that belongs to him.

Forcibly sending down divine punishment is tantamount to interfering with the way of heaven, and he himself was hit by a more powerful lightning, and fell to the ground with a black complexion, his whole body twitching.

Just murmured in his mouth:

"That's the boss of the heavens, the gods of the heavens!"

"They can only prove to return to the heaven, how can they be killed by a mortal like this!"

The lotus steps moved lightly, the skirt flew lightly, and Zhong Xiaowan, who looked a little tired, had already stood outside the inn at some point.

Just looking at everything in front of her, her eyes were full of surprise and confusion.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on the already cold body on the ground, and her body trembled unconsciously.

"This...is it..."

Zhong Xiaowan walked quickly to Zheng Qingshan's body, looked at the glaring blood, and finally knelt down on the ground, her face turned pale instantly, and tears rolled down her face.

"How...how did it become like this?"

The soul clone sat quietly in the same place, with its eyes downcast, without any movement.

Having just been hit by a thunderbolt, Mo Chen had no energy left to distract him.

Struggling to get up, a puff of black smoke spewed out from his mouth, Mo Chen snorted coldly.

Although he couldn't see the situation in the sky, he knew very well that this lightning bolt must be done by the old man.

"Bad old man, do you want to stop me?"

"Come on then!"

Mo Chen endured the severe pain all over his body, jumped up, and threw himself at Lin Jin who was on the ground again.

"Boom!!!"

Another thunderbolt fell heavily and knocked him down again. This time, his entire body was almost blackened by the thunder.

Lin Jin's face was covered with blood, the bridge of his nose was broken, many teeth were knocked out, and his bones were all shattered, making him unable to move.

Seeing this scene, he sneered: "Look...even the heavens are on my side..."

"What can you... fight with me?"

Mo Chen propped his hands on the ground, took a few heavy breaths, stood up little by little, looked up at the sky, and laughed loudly: "Willlessly control the fate of others, control the life and death of others."

"What's the use of such a sky, such a god?!"

Lin Jin laughed loudly, "A mere mortal dares to talk about heaven and gods, what do you really think you are?"

Fierce flames burst out from Mo Chen's eyes, "It's true, I'm just a mortal, but today, I'm going to reverse this day and kill you, a goddamn god!"

Mo Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, strode forward with difficulty, and walked towards Lin Jin step by step with difficulty.

Every time I took a step, there were bursts of tearing pain all over my body.

However, he didn't stop at all.

Even if he wants to stop him today, today, he will kill this goddamn god with his fists!

Zhong Xiaowan stood up, looking at the figure with wings spread out like a demon king, complex emotions welled up in his eyes.

Suddenly, as if returning to that day when they first met, in front of the sect, she asked him about Xiang Yangfeng's whereabouts.

And he turned his head just like that, with a happy and bright smile.

At that time, he was not as arrogant as when he was arguing with Lin Jin, nor as slick as when he was arguing in front of Qing Luo.

At that moment, he seemed so real, warm and moving.

But now Mo Chen has a ferocious face, full of anger and murderous intent.

And now Lin Jin was also bloody and dying.

What changed all this?

What is it that brought them to where they are today?

Zhong Xiaowan raised her head and silently looked at the sky.

If there is really a destiny, if everything has a definite number, then the fate of all the people in front of us, is it all arranged by the heaven?

Chapter 3 Fifteen: The Roulette of Fate

Above the heaven, the bad old man was already covered in smoke, lying on the ground trembling, looking even more miserable than Mo Chen.

Bo Yang was also full of anxiety, and said repeatedly: "The way of heaven has its own rules, and you can't interfere arbitrarily. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to intervene forcibly..."

The bad old man gritted his teeth and said, "Of course I know, but the act of killing gods is also against the law of heaven. Why doesn't the law of heaven ignore him?"

"No matter what, I can't watch Lin Jin really be killed by Mo Dust."

At this time, Mo Chen, who was like a demon king descending into the world with black wings spread out on his back, dragged his body, which was already blackened with flesh and blood, and walked towards Lin Jin step by step, slowly but firmly.

Above him, the dark clouds in the sky were rapidly churning and descending heavily, as if just above a person's head, the dull thunder was constantly stirring in the tumbling clouds.

"Boom!!!"

It was as if a breach had been opened in the pitch-black sky, and the third thunder broke through the night sky and descended with a rumbling might.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the power of this thunder will far exceed the previous two.

Mo Chen took a deep breath, slightly raised his scorched face, and looked directly at the thunder.

The vitality swelled in his body at full speed, and golden magic flames ignited around his body.

If you are such gods, then I will be a madman against the sky!

Tianlei rushed down and arrived in front of him in an instant.

Suddenly, a petite figure flew up out of nowhere, and stood in front of Mo Chen when there was no time left.

"boom!!!!"

The sky thunder hit the figure right on.

The figure was suddenly thrown high, and the elegant skirt fluttered in the air, like a butterfly whose wings were torn apart by the strong wind.

Mo Chen's eyes were full of astonishment.

"Zhong...Xiao Wan?"

Tianlei was blocked by Zhong Xiaowan, and its power slowed down a little, but it still fell heavily on Mo Chen.

"Boom!!!"

Mo Chen felt a surge of unparalleled heavenly power pouring into his body instantly, and his whole body suddenly burned rapidly.

As far as the eye can see, the shattered butterfly floated to the ground and rolled into the dust.

Mo Chen's chest was burning like a fire, and suddenly he roared wildly, the golden magic flame instantly turned red and white, and shot straight into the sky.

At this time, the huge light cluster in Mo Chen's soul world suddenly brightened, and a strong suction force emerged from the light cluster.

The Tianlei with the brilliant heavenly power was immediately dragged by the light group, and was swallowed by the light group at once.

Lean slightly.

"boom!"

The magic flames all over Mo Chen's body subsided, and suddenly a group of extremely dazzling fireworks burst out, and the faint blue lightning wrapped around his body, jumping unceasingly.

And the parts of his body scorched by lightning began to fall off one by one, revealing the intact skin inside.

The bad old man also yelled in disbelief: "How is this possible?"

"He... actually absorbed all the divine punishment?"

Lin Jin stared at all this in a daze, unable to utter a word.

Could it be that the heavens also turned to Mo Chen?

Mo Chen ignored Lin Jin, but went straight to Zhong Xiaowan.

Zhong Xiaowan was lying on the ground, shocking blood was torn all over her body, and the blood soaked her clothes.

Mo Chen had already seen that Zhong Xiaowan couldn't bear that thunderstorm at all, and now her vitality was cut off.

"You...why did you do this?" Mo Chen's brows gradually frowned.