Cloud God is not God

Jing Heng knelt in the scorched earth. He prostrated himself on the land. He didn't dare to look at the clouds in the sky. He didn't dare to raise his head, because he was afraid that if he raised his head, he would disturb him, and the man's hand would disappear from the top of his head. There are three words echoing indistinctly!He didn't move, didn't dare to look up to be sure, he didn't dare!

After a long time, the national teacher took off his mask, looked at Emperor Xuantian and said: "I was already crazy, the moment I became a demon, I was crazy."

Dijun Xuantian looked at him, stretched out his hand, hesitated to speak: "But you, once..."

"Shut up!" Qi Lingjun interrupted Xuantian's words.

"Now the Xuanming Beast is rushing towards the mortal world with the four ferocious souls from all directions. Heh~ It seems that this world is more suitable for the four ferocious souls. Just wait and see!"

Qi Lingjun suddenly laughed wildly, and even burst into tears, he himself didn't know it.

Emperor Xuantian looked at Qi Lingjun like this, he looked away, and looked at Wuyong who was sitting on the ground without moving, the Lord of Nine Serenities, this variable had to make him pay attention.

He turned around and left a sentence before disappearing in front of everyone.

"Jiuyou is not empty, I swear it will not reappear, now Jiuyou is empty, Lord of Jiuyou, you are a sinner in this world now!"

Pangtuo glanced at Wuyong, and then disappeared.

Lie Que looked at the expressionless Peng Tuo, with resentment in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the divine sound and immortal glow disappeared, and the world returned to tranquility.

The devil put on a mask, stepped forward and saluted Wu Yong.

"Congratulations to the Lord of the Nine Netherworld for his return to light!"

Wuyong still sat like this, motionless, as if cutting off all sounds from the outside world.

Seeing this, Mo Li stepped forward and patted Wu Yong on the shoulder.

Wuyong fell straight down.

Mo Li hurriedly helped Wuyong up, and opened the pulse detection door, the strong pulse shook his hand away.

The Demon King shook his head. "Let's go."

Mo Li got up and stood up, paused on his feet, but still followed the devil and walked away without looking back.

Ganan looked at Li Li's back, and all kinds of things from the past came to mind.

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Wu Yazi in the sword formation sighed when he saw that each of the Xuanming Beasts at the foot of the mountain was carrying a swaying black energy.

These are all the fragments of the primordial spirit of the four evil spirits. These mysterious beasts are like ants, they are inexhaustible, and they are not aggressive. Most people can't see them, but it will be troublesome for practitioners to touch them.Even the emperor is helpless, and mortals like them can only watch helplessly.

It seems that the four evil spirits in his hexagrams were born in such a situation.I am afraid that except for the instigator, no one thought of it.

He only counted the ending, but not the beginning.What kind of catastrophe will there be in this world.No one knows!

Among the four evils, the Taotie primordial spirit is greedy, the Qiongqi primordial spirit reverses good and evil, the Wuwu primordial spirit does not distinguish between right and wrong, and the chaotic primordial spirit is stubborn.

Even if the black air gets a little bit contaminated, those who are not determined enough will be affected.Now so many fragments of polytheism are pouring into the world.

Is this the new way of heaven?But why did Tiandao arrange it like this?

Lie Que looked at Feng Long lying in his arms, there is no Feng Long in this world, how should this person face all this.

Lie Que's hand caressed Feng Long's face, this face was somewhat similar to Feng Xi's, but a compatriot with a mother had completely two personalities.Feng Xi!Fengxi?Are you really willing to just disappear like this?

Lie Que seemed to be missing something in his heart. For hundreds of years, Fengxi was like the clouds in the sky, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

Tianting seldom saw him, and he never expected him to talk to them in such a decisive way.

In the past, he always felt that Fengxi was too indifferent, as if his existence would disappear at any time.

It's really like that...

Such an indifferent person, why did he come to this world, just for this ending?

Lie Que looked at Fenglong's resolute face in his arms, and he was a little selfishly glad that this person was still there.

Lie Que looked up at the blue sky. After this battle, no matter how the world changes, his only obsession in this life is in his arms, and he is already content.

Wu Yazi walked slowly to Wuyong's side, he took out the wine gourd, sat down, and the people behind him frowned.

Wu Yazi raised his head, drank a big mouthful of wine, and sighed, unexpectedly, boy Yun...

He handed the wine gourd to Wu Yong, shook it and said, "Drink it, it will make you feel better."

Wu Yong took the wine gourd in a daze, he slowly raised his head, and when he saw the clouds in the sky, his tears flowed down his cheeks.He held up the wine gourd, and took a big sip of the wine with tears in his eyes. The bitterness of the strong wine irritated his mouth, but...

He just stared at the sky obsessively, weeping, and gulped down the wine. The wine flowed from his neck to him, but he didn't care. He needed something more to stimulate his heart now. !

Suddenly he didn't catch his breath, the strong alcohol flowed directly into the trachea, he lowered his head and coughed violently, his body trembling intermittently.The hot wine stimulated his lungs to ache, inch by inch, as if every air bubble in his lungs was soaked in the strong wine, the suffocating pain made him arch his body.

Wu Yazi just wanted to put his hand on his back, but he withdrew it again, what's the use of it now.

Wu Yazi looked up at the clear sky, there was not a trace left in the sky.

Is this the way of heaven? No matter what happens on the earth, it is still the same, never staying for a moment for anyone.

Wu Yong's body coughed violently, as if he couldn't breathe, his face had turned into a liver color, and he coughed until tears and snot flowed out together.

Suddenly, there was a sense of discomfort in his stomach, he turned sideways and began to vomit again, he vomited out all the wine he drank just now, but he still felt that it was not enough, as if he wanted to vomit everything out, the hot wine stings Touching his throat, he expanded his sense of body, feeling the pain, and felt that he could feel better.

But the extreme soreness and pain, which had been magnified dozens of times, didn't make his heart feel any more turmoil.His heart was as cold as ice, so cold that his internal organs ached, why didn't it feel at all!

Wuyong beat his chest violently with his hand, roaring hysterically.

"It hurts, why don't you hurt! Why don't you hurt anymore, ah! Why!"

Ganan looked at the crazy Wuyong at this time, the person who once led her out of the brothel after talking and laughing.Her tears flowed out crazily.He can't go back, can't go back.

Ganan stumbled to Wuyong's side, knelt down, and hugged Wuyong tightly. She wanted to hug him tightly at this moment, it had nothing to do with love.

Wuyong violently pushed Ganan, this hug was not the one he was familiar with, he didn't want it!Ke Ganan hugged his neck tightly.

The moment Wuyong's hand touched Ganan's stomach, he suddenly fell silent. He curled up in Ganan's arms, crying like a child.

"Oh! why doesn't it hurt, why! why

What! "

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After a long time, Xiaoyu and Wushuang woke up faintly. They sat up and looked at everything in front of them, the scorched earth and thick smoke, which didn't look the same as before.Their master was curled up in a woman's arms at this time, with red eyes silently shedding tears, and staring blankly into the distance.

Shuangcheng looked around and saw Jing Heng kneeling on the ground, his body prostrated on the ground, his shoulders drooping decadently, and his fists tightly clenched on top of his head.

What about Yun Zhongjun?Why is the master like this, but there is no figure of Yun Zhongjun.

Xiaoyu looked around in the crowd but couldn't find Yun Zhongjun.He saw the fainted Feng Long, looking at this person who was somewhat similar to his master, he muttered to himself in some surprise: "Where did Yun Zhongjun go?"

As soon as these words came out, Wuyong's body trembled, he couldn't control it anymore, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and passed out the next moment.

"Master!"

"Master!"

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The author has something to say:

It is too difficult to maintain such emotions for the past two days...

Thank you for your support.it's really not easy