Chapter 770： Heaven and earth closed

He is extremely irritable at this time, if it weren't for some special things along the way, he definitely couldn't have only the current cultivation base!

Frustrated and irritated, Hua Qiu can't wait to leave this **** dragon gate immediately, restore his supreme power, and then trample the waste gods here into pulp! !

"Hua Chou, die!!"

Zhu Minglang also has anger in his heart. This kind of violent **** who treats the common people as a grass must be punishable! !

The few feet he had just now, even though they were directed at him, crushed the unknown celestial body by half. The birds and beasts died tragically, and the human city was swallowed into the huge cracks. Those in yellow clothes prayed. I don’t know how many of those who were merciful to heaven have survived, but most of them are crushed!

The sparrow wolf **** despised the common people and wantonly deprived it. This Tianshu **** Huaqiu was even worse. He didn't even regard these people as life at all. It was just weeds growing messy at his feet, and even deliberately trampled off its rhizomes. Just leave contented!

Isn't the Holy Que annihilated like this? ? ?

If God permits such goods to become the so-called righteous gods, and allow them to hang high on the sky to enjoy the admiration of millions of people, then Zhu Minglang can be spurned severely, how many such gods, how many such gods will be killed!

God's will? ?

If God really imposes a will in his heart, it would be a violent **** who slaughtered all reckless actions!

What to save the common people and what curse is to abuse, these are not what Zhu Minglang really thinks in his heart. What he wants is that this **** who is raising his head three feet before doing anything that goes against the way of heaven and humanity, first weigh and weigh whether he can use his own hands. Survive!

"Hua Chou, die!!"

The world is bound together, narrow as a sheath!

When Zhu Minglang drew his sword this time, the tip of the sword touched the boundary of heaven and earth, and the body of the sword straddled the world squeezed by the celestial stars and the vast dragon gate. When he swung his sword out of anger, the chaotic world seemed to be divided. For two, the majestic Jianhong made the sky rise again and the ground suddenly sink!

Pangu opened up the world and opened up the cosmos, Zhu Minglang may be far from reaching that state, but the small sky, small land, and narrow chaos in the dragon gate can't be cut away! !

In the past few months of chaos in the Longmen sky, the sky and the land of Longmen have become clearer than ever, because this sword broke through the sticky chaos, and this sword broke through the gods of China who chose to help the evil. chest! !

Hua Qiu's whole body is still glowing with dazzling light, and his wandering body does not seem to be willing to die like this. He is bonding and reorganizing again and again, trying to restore the appearance of the cost, but his broken part can not be closed. ...

He looked at the sword marks that made the world clear, and at Zhu Minglang who had swung this shocking sword, the dying face went from consternation to anger, from anger to madness, and from madness to joy and excitement! !

"I will remember your appearance when I turn into ashes. Hiding with my tail in the midst of millions of people, live the days like years in anxiousness. My God shines on the heavens. One day I will find you. At that time I hope you Don’t beg for mercy, people I have impressions of me have always been too soft-hearted, even if you are ignorant and arrogant at this moment, when you put your head under my feet, I will still spare your life... Tame, far more interesting than dying. Much!" Hua Qiu's face was obviously filled with pain and anger, but what he vomited was a bit of excitement and expectation.

It is as if he has found an interesting plaything in this boring world, just like a nobleman ran into a wild dog in his own territory!

"I have accepted your spirit. I'm very fortunate that I didn't kill you at the spiritual field, fatten up and then slaughtered, and the pots are full!" Zhu Minglang didn't listen to Hua Qiu's words before his death, and took Hua Qiu there. The unwilling body is absorbed into his body.

Considering that Bai Qi himself had a very high godhead, Zhu Minglang bestowed most of his spiritual books on the sword spirit dragon, and raised the sword spirit dragon's cultivation to the level of the **** master.

The spiritual foundation is abundant, and there is surplus.

The rest of the spirit book, Zhu Minglang, is allocated to each dragon, especially the lower life dragon, Cangluan, blue phoenix, refining black dragon, and elf firefighting dragon, so that they can have the qualifications to become gods. , In this way, as long as he finds a place full of spiritual energy, he can quickly increase the strength of each dragon, so that they are not restricted by blood and fate.

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After crossing the meteorite zone, there was a brief separation between heaven and earth, but in the end they were continuously bonded by some irreversible powerful force.

There were hundreds of chaotic air snails, they resembled a world-destroying dynasty dragon, twisting the body full of death breath, constantly tearing the creatures in tens of thousands of kilometers into pieces.

The thunderclouds were squeezed, and the thunder and lightning danced wildly enough to smash the veins of the earth, densely packed like heavy rain, no matter where they were hiding, they were not immune.

The meteorites collide with the celestial bodies in chaos, and the extremely huge remains carry the raging fire so that the sky does not stop for a moment, just like dozens of hot suns are constantly exploding, and the void shock waves generated are more frequent than the waves, sweeping and sweeping!

There is no **** of salvation.

There is also no reincarnation of Pangu.

Although Zhu Minglang is one of the very few **** masters in this dragon gate, he is still too far away from preventing the primitive power of this chaos. Maybe the gods, kings, or the gods who have been promoted to a higher level can do it. Zhu Minglang, as the **** master, can What I do is just to save myself, save the city where I prayed to myself...

But the Longmen is boundless, and there are tens of thousands of people who have been lost.

There are countless celestial continents in the sky, large and small. The people in this city wearing yellow robes are just one out of ten million creatures in this world. Zhu Minglang suddenly realized that what Mr. Koi said made sense. .

How simple it is to ignore and fall into trouble, but how difficult it is to save the common people.

If there is a **** in this dragon gate that can do it, he is the well-deserved god, the true **** chosen by the gods!

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Most **** sons can also live.

Quasi-gods and demi-gods, purely look at their own judgments on this evil, knowing that if they avoid it, they can survive, and those who don't know what to do will also die.

The creatures below the demigods basically depend on whether they accumulate virtue and do good in the ordinary days. Those who accumulate virtue and do good may just pass by the meteorite windblade, be trapped by a group of thunders, and the corpse will be poured by molten...

Zhi Tianfeng completely collapsed, and Zhu Minglang wandered in this endless wreck. There may be a huge fractured ground vein on top of his head, but there may be a celestial body riddled with holes under his feet...

It is like a mountain torrent that has never been seen in a thousand years. It completely washed down and soaked the forest. Zhu Minglang rode a wooden boat, saw rabbits, saw bears, saw elk, and saw tigers. They would all be submerged, and this small boat The creatures that can be carried by wooden boats are very limited.

What can be saved, and those who cannot be saved are helpless