At this moment, he was glared at by Xuanyuan Sword, and he shuddered all over. His mind became clear again, and a blush of apology appeared on his face.
"Yes...Ming, I'm sorry, I was just too excited just now, please don't take it to heart."
"Yeah!" Ming nodded without saying anything more, "Let's eat noodles!"
For a period of time afterwards, Ming locked himself in the room and never stepped out again.
Xuanyuan Sword and the baby thought Ming was in seclusion, so they didn't disturb him.
To God, time is just a number.
A casual retreat can last for hundreds or thousands of years, just in the blink of an eye.
I don’t know if it’s because Hades was scared after killing all the gods last time, or what.
In short, no one came to the house in the next month, and Xuanyuan Sword and the baby had a leisurely time.
But good times are always so short.
In just one short month, the gods appeared again.
Moreover, this time it was no longer just a small fight like before, but a siege that was agreed upon by the three realms.
It's not just the gods.
Except for the Xuanyuan Sword and Kunlun Mirror, all other artifacts were forced to recognize their masters and appeared here.
The partners who once shared the same suffering became their enemies, and they had to face the situation of being suppressed and beaten.
This battle lasted for a whole year.
And this battle is also the last one.
In a year, the combination of the Xuan-Yuan Sword and the Kunlun Mirror, coupled with the destructive power of other artifacts, reduced the already overwhelmed Three Realms to complete ruins.
This battle not only caused the death of countless gods, but even the spirits of the weapons perished due to severe damage.
This battle caused serious damage to both the Xuanyuan Sword and the Kunlun Mirror.
During the entire year of war, Mingdu did not appear.
The thatched hut where he was in seclusion seemed to be protected by some force, and no matter how powerful the force was, it could not be destroyed.
Just as the war was spreading uncontrollably throughout the three realms, there was finally movement in Ming's thatched hut.
"Ah!"
The door of the hut opened.
Ming still appeared in a blue shirt, and at first glance he looked no different from usual.
But the Xuanyuan Sword and Kunlun Mirror, who were familiar with Minghe, keenly noticed the changes in Minghe.
Although his eyes were still as cold as ever, they revealed a deadly dullness. The aura emanating from him was extremely vast, revealing the majesty of a superior.
He looked at the gods as if he were looking at a bunch of clowns, with disgust and contempt.
Just one look can arouse the disgust of countless people.
But no matter how disgusted they were, no one dared to step forward and challenge Ming's majesty.
The aura from Ming was so powerful that no one could resist.
Many people even have an illusion.
It seemed that if Ming just moved a finger, the entire three realms would be destroyed and only smoke and dust would remain.
And they will also die with the annihilation of the three realms.
Complete death.
"Ming?" The baby fell weakly to the ground and called out Ming's name in a panic, but with a strong sense of doubt.
He was not sure whether this person was the Ming he knew.
Compared to the baby's uncertainty, Xuanyuan Sword asked very confidently: "You are not Ming, who are you?"
The question about Xuanyuan Sword left all the gods present confused.
After a year of war, there were not many survivors.
Even if they were alive, they were as dilapidated and exhausted as zombies, and they no longer had the desire to continue fighting.
Ming looked in the direction of the Xuanyuan Sword with indifference and pronounced a ruthless verdict: "The evil spirit is too strong, and it will be reduced to ashes."
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