C575 Contention for Creator (1)

With a single thought, they created countless spatiotemporal links.

Kaka kaka. Countless rays of light flickered as the armor condensed on her body. Angels loved to wear armour, as it tightly wrapped around her body. The divine adjudication was in her hands.

Clang!

A ray of blazing light directly shattered their consciousness.

A powerful spiritual confrontation instantly broke out.

"Come, try out my countless stars!" Xu Dong laughed out loud. A reddish glow appeared behind him, and then, cyan, dark, and blue, they rushed over countless of times.

Mengmeng frowned, "I didn't expect your cultivation to reach such a level. You really are a powerful Creator!"

Meng Da had to experience it for a long time before she was able to achieve such an achievement, but she didn't expect Xu Dong to actually do it so easily. It had only been a few hundred years since the last time, and she had experienced it for who knows how long.

Crash. Countless chains flew over, and after they shattered the planet, Xu Dong said with a cold expression. "It's indeed very strong." He licked his stupid lips, looking bloodthirsty.

"Your talent isn't bad either." The void in Meng Meng's hands, shattered into pieces. Xu Dong grabbed onto a strand of unknown force and threw it towards her.

Swoosh. Upon touching that power, Mengmeng's Heaven Mutation turned into dregs. The sky that was originally shattered had truly shattered into dregs.

The Sacred Judgement casually slashed down on Meng Da's hand. The blood blade made contact, but in that instant, the blood blade had countless of wounds on it.

"Is this the godly sword?" Xu Dong said in shock, a crack had actually appeared on the blood blade, he was extremely surprised, he never thought that this thing would actually be able to break his sword.

The blood blade had been following him ever since, and it seemed like it had never shattered. With a thought from Xu Dong, a black dot shot out, and that dot was filled with destructive energy.

However, he quickly lost the black dot. It was a white starting point.

A drop of blood flowed out from the corner of Xu Dong's mouth. He reached out to wipe it away and said: "Powerful, I really like it. It's too powerful."

"You can't understand the difference in realms." Xu Dong was stunned. Was the difference in realms really that great?

What can suppress the starting point?

Xu Dong could not understand, he retreated a step, then took a step forward. His sword moved, and Xu Dong had no time to block it.

But the Curse was able to make it in time, and her sword blocked the divine judgement.

"Let's go."

In a place filled with initial energy, they felt something else. This was different.

As for why, it was because Xu Dong was already very dejected, his mental strength suffered from a terrifying injury, and his entire being was dispirited and dispirited. Curse helped Xu Dong to the side, and said: "Actually, you don't have to be too anxious, because this is not your fault in the first place, you don't have to blame yourself. The most important thing is, your talent is very strong, you will definitely be able to compete with her in the future."

There were still many divine spirit here, but most of them did not dare to offend the two of them.

"I know, but there are some things I'm getting more and more confused about." Xu Dong stood up, looked towards the vast and boundless sky, and said dejectedly: "I shouldn't be so ambitious, I should properly look at the matter before me. Those things should not have been done by me in the first place. However, I still did it.

"Yes. They are already dead, so there's nothing to lose. So what if I revive them? She was a little disappointed because it was really pitiful for Xu Dong to have turned out like this.

"If I could really do it again, I wouldn't be so stupid." Xu Dong gritted his teeth, Li Qing could not let time repeat itself, and the other gods could not do so either. He could only save himself, and laughed: "Rest assured, I am no longer the original me. They will regret it. "

The power of the Creator was definitely not that small. Although his spirit was severely injured, his martial arts cultivation was still there. He raised his head to look at the sky and asked, "Are they here yet?"

Curse nodded his head, then continued: "Yes, they have already come, but they seem to be afraid of something, they do not dare to go any further, and look like clowns." The Curse was filled with disdain. If she were to recover one-tenth of these tiny divine spirit, it would be enough to kill them. But because she had to continuously use her mind energy to teleport, therefore … I'm a bit tired.