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The torrent of words submerged the phantom of the wind wolf god master in an instant, and each word symbol seemed to contain the truth of the great way, firmly restraining it, and constantly eroding its divine power.

As time passed, the torrent of words continued to wash away the Wind Wolf God Lord, and finally washed away the phantom gradually, and slowly disappeared from the field of vision.

Those god-level wind wolves immediately lost their breath and suffered a lot of divine power backlash.

Fang Mu's eyes were cold, and without wasting time, he swung his Dao sword directly and slashed out.

Several wind wolf clan gods showed panic and wanted to escape, but they couldn't dodge at all.

The current Fang Mu is not something they can resist.

With the sword light penetrating through it, several wind wolf clan gods were quickly beheaded, and the huge mountain-like body fell down and fell to the ground with a rumble.

Fang Mu flew directly to the center of the Wind Wolf Tribe, and felt a little bit.Looking towards a small hill.

There is a familiar smell there.

As soon as he waved his hand, the mountain collapsed directly, and a history of civilization slowly shrank to the size of an ordinary book, and then fell into Fang Mu's hands.

On the surface of this book is a wolf head mark.

Fang Mu wanted to integrate it into his several history books of civilization that had been integrated into one, but he felt a resistance, and the integration was very difficult.

He looked coldly at the mortal-level wind wolves below. Without the protection of the god-level, their speed of death and injury soared.

The rooks among the chess soldiers can kill thousands of heads with one stroke, and the artillery can kill a large number of people with one shot.

The entire territory of the wind wolf tribe was devastated, and the corpses of dead and injured wind wolves were everywhere. The blood stained the ground red, and the mountains were razed to the ground.

As the corpses of these wind wolves piled up and their lives were lost, the annals of civilization in this hand gradually became obedient.

Because Fang Mu is the enemy of the Wind Wolf clan, and the annals of civilization will also be affected by these alien races.

Of course, the Wind Wolf Clan will not obey Fang Mu's hatred, but as long as there are not many left, this civilization history will be turned into a thing without an owner.

Fang Mu looked at the heavy casualties of the Wind Wolf Clan, and just let out a long sigh.

This is the fate of the weak, the struggle of all races, the weak can only die.

His enmity with the Wind Wolf Clan has already been formed, and he has even formed blood feuds with more alien races. It has reached the point where he will never die, and there is no turning back.

Either he slaughtered the entire Wind Wolf Clan today, or the Wind Wolf Clan wiped out Huaxia.

If you want to control your own destiny, you have to become stronger than all enemies, otherwise you will only let others decide your life and death.

Fang Mu lightly raised his hand, and thousands of Qi swords shot out, rushing towards the Wind Wolf Clan below.

Every air sword is rapidly harvesting these mortal lives, like mowing grass, no one can block any sword.

Not long after, with Fang Mu's participation, all the tens of billions of wind wolves below died.

Under the scanning of divine sense, there is no sign of life.

With the death of all the wind wolves, the history of civilization in Fang Mu's hands no longer resisted, the green power of civilization was quickly absorbed, and Fang Mu's realm was gradually rising.

From the first level, leaped rapidly, reached the second level, and gradually moved towards the third level.

It seems that absorbing the history of civilization is the fastest way for Fang Mu to advance after entering the god level.

He didn't delay, and continued towards the next alien territory.

And with the death of the invading race of the Windwolves, the will of this territory gradually weakened, and it was quickly melted by the will of the earth, and this territory transformed from another world was completely integrated.

Fang Mu stepped on the void, and there was a strong wind around him. A phantom of a Kunpeng slowly emerged. It only spread its wings slightly, and it flew straight for tens of thousands of miles.

For some reason, Fang Mu felt as if there was an invisible wind beneath him, speeding up his speed.

After a little induction, he understood it.

This is the will of the earth helping him.

After the wind wolf tribe was slaughtered, the alien world was completely absorbed by the earth, and the precarious world was revitalized again.

If there is no Fang Mu, the more powerful these alien races become, the more powerful their alien worlds will be, and more and more of the origin of the earth will be encroached upon.

In the end, whoever dominates all races, their own world will swallow up the rest of the world, and this world will become their territory.

The will of the world will also favor them, making them stronger and stronger, and the rest of the races will either perish or become vassals to serve these races.

Now that there is the blessing of the will of the earth, even if Fang Mu does not need to rely on the Qinglian sword, it will be easier to solve these alien territories.

With the strength of the good wind, send me to the blue sky.

Stepping on the breeze, Fang Mu leaped and covered a hundred and eight thousand miles. It didn't take long before he came to the next alien territory.

This race was also one of the ones who besieged Fang Mu in the God Fighting Land before. Their powerful god level was also slaughtered by Fang Mu. Those who returned to the earth to avoid the limelight were also a few weak god guards and some god envoys.

Fang Mu is familiar with the road, and it took a certain amount of time to wipe out this race and absorb their civilization history. His realm is getting closer and closer to the third-tier god master realm.

It's just that Fang Mu discovered a problem, that is, with the massacre of hundreds of millions of creatures, his white clothes turned into blood red.

His whole body was filled with a terrifying blood-colored evil spirit, like a famous killing god, which made people daunting.

You know, his clothes are not ordinary clothes, but fetishes.

And it wasn't blood that dyed his clothes blood red, after all, he didn't approach those mortal alien races at all.

These things are those mortal grievances, but because Fang Mu is strong enough, these grievances cannot affect his body, so they can only gather together and linger on his body surface.

As long as Fang Mu shakes slightly, these blood-red grievances will spew out, and even the slightly weaker gods will be shaken by the impact.

As for the mortals, they couldn't get close to Fang Mu at all, and if they just took a look from a distance, they would be frightened by the picture of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in the resentment, and their minds would be paralyzed.

Only by slaughtering two alien races, the number of killings in Fang Mu's hands has reached tens of billions. I am afraid that those gods who use killing to prove their way will be ashamed of themselves.

And when Fang Mu was heading towards the next alien territory, tentacles suddenly protruded from a corner of the dark universe somewhere, entangled dozens of planets, devoured them and melted them.

"It's time to take action, destroy this universe!"

A voice sounded in the thing's mind.

The hundreds of millions of black tentacles are like vines, spreading rapidly throughout the universe, each of which is millions of miles long.

The planets passing by are like candies, and they are swallowed by it without being picky. As the number of swallows increases, its body becomes larger and larger.

If Fang Mu was here, he would recognize the appearance of this thing, it is undoubtedly the black vine he saw during the unified examination!