"Where did the dirt come from?"
After mumbling something, Qiuniu closed his eyes and rested, breathing evenly, as if he was really asleep.
The strong people who have reached his level are basically all smart people, but they make different choices due to their different positions and temperaments.
The situation is greater than the person, and not everyone can defeat someone with force.
Everything that Mingxiu said made Qiuniu tremble with fear. No matter whether it was true or not, it was not something he could get involved in.
A subtle ray of spiritual consciousness swept over, and with the help of the power of the Dragon Palace, Qiuniu was able to sense it. His body, which was as big as a hill, couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Isn't it too scary that just mentioning it would attract the attention of this great god?
Qiuniu decided that unless it was necessary, he would never step out of the Dragon Palace within a thousand years.
On the other side, Destiny revived and disappeared into the void.
Perhaps due to the distance, the calamity was coming slower and slower, but the unspeakable feeling of fear showed no signs of receding.
It’s just a matter of dying early or late. It won’t matter if the thunder comes a few minutes late.
Li Changsheng only needs a few days to kill off thousands of years of his time.
"Fuck! Fuck! That old dragon is crazy. Why did it suddenly attack me? It clearly had a grudge against Li Changsheng before, so how could it not have any resentment at all?"
Mingsu was extremely irritable. From all the information he had at present, it could be said that Li Changsheng had enemies everywhere in the world.
Because this person is too overbearing, he almost wants everyone in the world to follow his wishes.
For example, the peace of Shenzhou, Shenzhou should not be peaceful under the trend of heaven and earth. The land of spirits should be a land of chaos and war, with various powerful people dividing the land.
The Yin-Yang fish, the Great Saintless King, and all kinds of crises are actually pushing Shenzhou towards the right destiny.
But Li Changsheng had his luck in check.
The so-called trend of heaven and earth is not mysterious, it is essentially a struggle for interests. The pie is so small, how can Li Changsheng not get into trouble if he takes so much?
No matter how strong he is, can he control the world? Even if he can do it now, what about the future?
Furthermore, if one is blinded by greed, having a big fist may not necessarily be effective.
After counting with his fingers, he saw another force that had conflicted with Li Changsheng.
Demonic Abyss.
He also expected that there was a being in the Demonic Abyss who was not afraid of Li Changsheng at all and would definitely fight against him.
Without any hesitation, Mingsu plunged into the River Wanghe, and was struck to death twice during the journey.
Finally he saw the Demon Abyss, a small world floating in the River of Oblivion, like a crystal ball.
Within the spatial barrier is a blood-red world.
"I am..."
Just as he uttered two words, the entire Demonic Abyss shook, and a giant hand that covered the sky and the sun grabbed over.
A faint voice of Tao came.
"The great trend of heaven and earth cannot reach the realm of the most holy and sage."
His fate seemed to have fallen into endless darkness. Apart from Li Changsheng and Yuan, there was no third person who could kill him.
The first saint.
The Western Region Divine Court.
Different from the land of gods in Shenzhou, it is the place where billions of incense sticks gather.
There are endless marble palaces, 3,600 temples surrounded by incense, and the view is vague with clouds and mist, as if it is a divine realm.
On the 99,000 steps, sincere believers kowtowed with each step, and looking around, a sea of human heads rose and fell.
Blonde, red, black...all kinds of hair colors.
Hundreds of thousands of people visit the temple every day, and everyone in the Western Regions has to go to the temple to worship every week. This has always been a tradition in the Western Regions, except that the statues have been replaced by various gods of incense.
Although it was against the rules and did cause fierce opposition at first, the frequent appearances of the incense god quickly overwhelmed all opposition.
How can a soulless stone statue compare with a spiritual god?
Mingsu knew that there was a great god here, who was comparable to Dao Zun. As one of the first group of revived strong men, he did not seize Shenzhou, a spiritual place, but came directly to the Western Regions.
Take a faith that seems very dangerous and requires constant caution.
Now, the other party has become the greatest incense god, and his cultivation has probably reached the level of a Saint King, a genuine Saint King.
"The destiny of the gods and men, requesting to see the great sage Panhu."
Mingsu bent down deeply. At this moment, his gray body was already tattered, his right arm was broken, his five fingers were incomplete, and his chest was covered with spider-web-like cracks.
"Please, Saint, save my life."
The secret shows that Panhu and Li Changsheng also have grudges. Although it cannot be considered a life-and-death feud, it is definitely not acceptable.
Li Changsheng's wife Wei Xi stopped Panhu's eastward advance and recently took away the semi-immortal weapon, the Blood Abyss Spear. Li Changsheng himself once rode his mount and ran over Shen Ting's face.
As the person who brought disaster upon Li Changsheng, the other party might protect him.
This is what Destiny thought, and this is also his last hope.
"Why should I save you?"
A gentle voice was heard, and countless kneeling mortals froze at this moment, even the birds in the sky froze in place.
Looking up, I saw a young man wearing a pure white robe and bathed in divine light.
Under the hood, the facial features are blurry and invisible, but people can imagine the most sacred and inviolable face in their minds.
god.
Mingsu knelt down on both knees, knocked his head to the ground and said: "I am Mingsu, the kidnapper of Li Changsheng."
"You are not. When the Purple Sky Divine Thunder falls on you, you are no longer destined. Fate is the beginning and destiny is the end. Why do you want to resist your destiny?"
The mysterious young man's voice seemed to break through the illusory divine light, and like needles piercing a balloon, it made Destiny look at him.
The skin is yellowish and the hair on the finger joints is quite dense.
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