Chapter 1181

"Oh... God, kill me. What evil did I do in my previous life and let me be punished like this in this life?" I can't control my fate. The green moon is dead looking up at the sky and has infinite sorrow.

"Whew --" but just then, a light suddenly shot down from the sky. It hit the son of heaven and made his body explode into a shower of blood on the spot.

"Who should hurt my foundation and seek death?" the light was so strong that the emperor was hurt. When he gathered again, he had become himself!

"What's the matter?" at this time, Qingyue couldn't help but stand up with a confused face.

"Shameless animal. Sheng, I've lived for so many years and have never seen such a dirty man as you!" with a ruthless rebuke, I saw the divine staff of heaven and earth shining. A boy of about 16 years old appeared in front of me.

"Eh? I'm afraid my hair hasn't grown up, little fart boy? You dare to meddle in my business and die!" after the emperor saw the figure, he obviously despised it and cut it hard with one hand.

"Bold!" the boy was angry and raised his hand to play a divine light. It was "Xiu". The overbearing smashed the emperor's arrogant figure again on the spot, which shocked his body and mind and dared not fight again!

"You... What kind of monster are you?" the emperor was frightened. He looked at the boy and felt that he was the master of heaven and earth, which made him feel powerless, because his power was too strong and powerful to bear.

"I'm a divine stick!" the boy proudly said, stepping step by step to the emperor. "Garbage like you don't deserve to live in this world!"

"What? I'm afraid it's not so easy for you to kill me!" the emperor scolded, and I was very unconvinced.

"It's easy to kill you!" said the God stick. Another divine light came out between clapping hands and hit the emperor, making him explode again.

"You... You annoyed me. Can you trample on the power of my son of heaven at will?" after the son of heaven rallied again, he shouted angrily: "the supreme artifact protects the body and rules the universe!"

"Boom..." Eighteen artifacts appeared to protect the emperor, which made him infinitely strong and domineering.

"Oh? You've collected a lot of artifacts, but they're not sophisticated. I'm afraid they're not enough to show off their power in front of me!" the divine staff smiled and scolded: "if the divine staff moves, heaven and earth will be killed!"

"Zheng!" Then, the heaven and earth divine staff shook slightly, but it was this time that the 18 artifacts that made the son of heaven proud fell one by one, completely lost his power, exposed him in front of the boy and let him be slaughtered.

"You... You are the power of the gods!" the son of heaven looked at the boy foolishly and was terrified.

"Rubbish, it's time to kill!" the boy killed the machine, approached step by step, compressed heaven and earth, squeezed the emperor into it, deformed his body, and he couldn't escape.

"Don't kill me. I'm wrong. I'm willing to admit my mistake. Please let me live!" the emperor begged for mercy and gave up his arrogant dignity because he felt the crisis of death. He didn't want to die!

"It's too cheap for a beast like you to kill you all at once. I'll let you suffer and die!" the divine stick angrily scolded, with a striking hand. It was a magic blade that cut the blood and flesh of the son of heaven in the air.

"Ah... No, spare me, mother, help..." the emperor screamed, and he couldn't bear the pain of cutting his soul.

"This..." Qing Yue reacted and looked at the domineering God stick. She was both happy and worried. Listening to the scream of the emperor, he was his own son after all. How could he be indifferent? She sighed. She still came forward and begged: "God stick, please let him go!"

"What? You want me to let him go after he has done such a cruel and unruly thing to you?" the God stick scolded and shouted in surprise: "no, such rubbish can't be put, dead!"

"Boom..." this time, the magic wand shot thousands of steel needles, which pierced all the genes of the son of heaven. He was so miserable that he began to beg for death.

"No... kill me, please kill me and give me a happy one!" the son of heaven is disheveled, covered with blood and twisted, and has been tortured out of shape.

"This... God stick, you report justice and make Yuer admire it, but you can't kill a good man by mistake!" Qingyue advised with a change of tone.

"Kill a good man by mistake? Is he still a good man?" the God stick can't understand. "Are all your yelling and scolding just now false?"

"Yes, God stick, we played that farce between mother and son. The purpose is to lead you out!" Qingyue nodded and said with great certainty. After all, the son of heaven is her son. She can't watch him be killed!

"Farce? So, you two were acting just now? But it was too true?" doubt also appeared on the simple face of the God stick.

"My Lord, if we don't act really, can you come out?" Qingyue was ashamed, but she insisted: "at present, our mother and son are suffering. If we don't do this, we can't see you at all. Our mother and son are dead. Please understand our difficulties. We have no choice!"

"Yes, yes, we are all acting. Lord God stick, how can I really think of my mother?" at this time, the emperor quickly nodded and cooperated with the green moon.

"Oh? In that case, it's really my recklessness?" the divine staff had to let go of the control of the emperor temporarily.

"It doesn't matter. As long as you can see adults, it's nothing to suffer some torture on a small day!" Qingyue sighed with relief and smiled gratefully.

"Oh, what's the matter with you looking for me?" the God stick asked again, looking very simple on the boy's face.