Great Yan Dynasty

"Hehe... Lalong, you are only a demigod, why put on airs like this?
Back then, if your Shadow Temple hadn’t attracted other forces from the God’s Mansion, my Lingxiao God’s Court would have been afraid of you? "

Qianzhang Baiying smiled lightly, not caring the giant's ridicule at all.

"Hmph? Just a demigod? You rats, I can easily crush you to death.

After I tidy up Xingyue, I will settle with you again. "

Saron snorted coldly, turned his huge head, looked at the phoenix-robed figure who was absorbing the remaining moonlight, and said with a smile, "I don't know how the Xingyue Tianjun, who used to be aloof, has now become a weak ant. How do you feel?"

"Saron! Back then, you were just a dog of the Lord of Death, so what's so arrogant?"

Yan Qingcheng, whose brows and stars imprinted gradually emerged, opened a pair of beautiful big eyes with stars and dreams, and also sneered at Salong.

"Death Lord? He has become a thing of the past. In the future, I, Saron! I will be the new Death Lord."

Saron didn't get angry when he heard the ridicule. He returned his hand with a sneer, and opened his mouth to ask again:
"Master Xingyue, who is unparalleled in beauty, although you are no longer the body of Yuanyin after reincarnation, but I will not dislike you, as long as you agree to be the future concubine of death, these people from Shenzhou, and the ants around you, including That day Xinzi, I can let them go."

After laughing and asking, Saron's pair of giant eyes scanned the starry figure in the phoenix robe.

This face has fascinated him for thousands of years.

"The new Lord of Death? Princess of Death? Are you dreaming?"

The white shadow and the phoenix-robed figure in the distance looked at the void giant in disbelief as if they had heard a big joke.

"Dreaming? Do you think you are still the high and mighty Xingyue Tianjun? Or do you think you can return to Tianjun?

Now the main star domains are all blocked by the disappearing masters. Except for the patron saints of the restricted domains who control the will of the world, the top powers of all races are only demigods. Do you think you can break through the restrictions?

If you become the Heavenly Concubine of Death, then I will try my best to wish you back to being a demigod..."

"Whether it can be recovered or not has nothing to do with you, Saron. You want me to be a god concubine? It's just wishful thinking." Yan Qingcheng yelled angrily, interrupting the starry sky giant who was still fantasizing.

"Since I can't get your person, and I can't get your heart, then I will get your Xingyue God Seal."

"Give me death"

Shut up!A giant palm that covered the sky and filled the sky with gray air covered the desert below.

"Boom!"

The space was broken by the giant palm, with the sound of air explosion and space cracks, extending all the way to the sky above the figure in the phoenix robe.

Below Xingyuezong, Concubine Mu Gui and others, as the gray air approached, they all began to age rapidly, but in an instant, all of them were gray-haired.

Is this the power of God?

The Half-Emperor and True Monarch of Shenzhou watched the giant gray fist smashing down towards the crowd behind them, and even stopped thinking.

Tian Xingzi, goodbye.

Yuechen Yuemei twin sisters, with difficulty turned to the white figure in the distance, and took a last look at the person she had been secretly in love with for hundreds of years.

"Shine the world!"

"Back in time!"

The white phantom in the sky, He Yan Qingcheng pushed it up with all his strength.

Two balls of dazzling white light turned into giant illusory hands, and pressed against the falling gray giant palm with all their strength.

Under the illumination of the white light, those Xingyuezong and others, who were already pale, began to grow younger again, and their long hair began to turn black again.

"Unbelievable!"

The void giant sneered, stepped up his strength again, and pressed down.

"Click"

The giant white hand and the giant starlight hand were instantly shattered into pieces.

And Yue Chenyue Mei Mu Ningxi and the others, after the defeat of the two giant hands, began to age rapidly again.

"Hehe, turn back time? Under the power of death, everything is an ant, so you should die!" Saron sneered, and shot it with all his strength.

"Ugly! If you don't come, you won't be able to see Qingcheng."

Just as it was about to fall, the starlight phoenix robe and beautiful figure suddenly yelled at the void.

"What's ugly?"

"Go to hell!"

Hearing the shout, the giant froze for a moment, then continued to smash down on the people in the desert.

"Huh! Where are the people?"

For a moment, there are deserts and figures below. The fire phoenix golden dragon and the ice phoenix black dragon all disappeared, replaced by two vast stars, looking at me in the depths of the universe. This ant.

Pictures are circulating in the stars, gods are dying one by one, heavenly monarchs are being shattered one by one, and all the heavens and ten thousand realms and starfields are falling.

"Is that who I used to be?"

Saron looked at the giant eyes like the origin of the universe, and he was stunned.

"Great master, Saron didn't know Xingyue Tianjun was yours..."

After being dazed, the ant-like death giant howled in terror.

Where are these stars, these are a pair of eyes, the original eyes of all heavens and myriad worlds.

He remembered that tens of thousands of years ago, the gods fought a battle, destroyed countless star fields, and awakened the sleeping master at the source of the starry sky.

After that, all the divine mansions were smashed into pieces by one blow, and they have disappeared until today.

"Back to the origin!" A voice came from the top of the universe.

"Spare Saron!...Ah..." The giant was still begging for mercy, and it disintegrated automatically, turning into streaks of gray gas and blending into the white shadow deep in the starry sky.

"Heavenly Lord of Death? Hehe..." Bai Ying smiled indifferently, and stretched out his white palm.

"Great ruler, Saron is willing to be your servant of Xingyue Tianjun..."

A miniature Saron, caught out of the time-space wormhole, began howling again for mercy.

"Servant? Let's see later!" Bai Ying seemed to be talking to himself, as if talking to Saron himself.

"Yes!"

Hearing the sound of nature falling into his heart, Saron no longer struggled, allowing his body to disintegrate into a death seal.

"Time and space turn!"

After dealing with Saron, Shiro pointed out again and landed in the Kars Desert.

The Xingyuezong and Mu Ningxiyingji people who were dying of old age looked at the covered giant palms and were dumbfounded.

The half-emperors in Shenzhou all showed despair when they saw the giant gray palm smashing at the figure in the phoenix robe.

They originally wanted to rescue Goddess Xingyue, but with the arrival of the Lord of Death, they felt deeply powerless.

Could it be that my Shenzhou, my Eastern Star Territory, will never have a bright future?
As for the people of the Shadow Temple, they howled wildly when they saw the Lord of the Temple casually destroying the joint attack of Goddess Xingyue and Tian Xinzi.

As long as the Goddess Xingyue is killed, the temple can create the next Goddess of Xingyue, will it be my turn?
But all of this, as the goddess Xingyue yelled ugly, seemed to be an illusion.

"Where's Saron?"

"Where is the master?"

"What about the towering giant?"

A group of people looked left and right, looked up and down, and there was Saron, the Lord of the Palace of Death.

Except for those who are still very old, everything is the same as before.

"Where is the master, when did he go up? What is he kneeling there for?"

Hearing the voice, True Lord Withered Bones and the others all looked up into the depths of the dark starry sky.

There was a tiny ant, kneeling in the void and kowtowing frantically, as if begging for mercy.

"Could it be that the Heavenly King of Lingxiao Temple has been resurrected? Isn't it said that in today's Starfield of the Heavens, the demigod is the sky?"

The people in the Shadow Temple looked at the depths of the starry sky, and they all felt as if they were hallucinating.

"Slave Tianxinzi, welcome the great master"

The illusory white shadow of a thousand feet knelt tremblingly on the desert, staring wildly at the depths of the starry sky.

"What dominates?"

Others looked at the starry sky stupidly, but they couldn't see anything.

"Forgive me..."

Master You Shao, who was on the black dragon, also suddenly howled in horror.

"The former Goddess of Bright Sun, is now polluted into a lackey of the Dark Department?"

It seems that the stars are whispering, and the sky and the earth are singing.

In the depths of the dark starry sky, a ripple spread out.

Outside the dome, a boundless finger traveled through thousands of star fields and pointed down towards the Cass Desert.

"This is? The real Finger of God?"

Everyone below, looking at the fingers piercing through the starry sky, fell into a sluggish state.

"Young master! Don't! I'm your son-in-law Yingji!"

The old eagle was crying hissingly.

His fingers couldn't see the end, and he couldn't see anyone, but that voice, that breath made him feel familiar.

"Congratulations, young master!"

Li Qingwu, who was also illusory, knelt tremblingly on the desert.

"How could the disappearing ruler of the gods suddenly recover?"

Master You Shao, who was still begging for mercy, also looked at the finger that fell from the realm stupidly.

The black imprint between his eyebrows was beating extremely fast, wanting to get out of control and return to the embrace of the ancestor god.

"Time and space turn!"

With a sound of nature that cleanses the soul, it fell into the hearts of everyone, and their fingers touched the desert.