Two hundred million in debt? I relied on metaphysics to make my debut and become a top-notch person!

Amid Xiang Duo Luo's crazy laughter, huge thunderclouds rolled in the night, the terrifying thunder and lightning distorted the space, and the earth trembled.

A black tornado appeared out of nowhere, spinning wildly, with sharp edges that seemed to turn everything into a paste. Heavy rain fell from the sky along with thunder.

At this moment, it seemed as if the end of the world had come.

Xiang Duoluo faced the thunder tribulation that was pouring down like a waterfall with a grim smile. She severely damaged the way of heaven. At the same time, her body turned into powder in an instant, and her soul was suspended in the air. She tightly grasped the tail ring and quietly opened the domain.

"With Rong Chunhua here, Shi Sang will not stand idly by. With Shi Sang here, Rong Chunhua will not remain indifferent. They will both be excellent helpers for me to complete my revenge."

"I'm in hell, waiting for you."

Xiang Duoluo's wild laughter successfully stimulated the Heavenly Dao, causing more thunder and fire to sweep in, aiming to smash the crazy and ignorant soul in one fell swoop.

The result of Heaven's anger was that Xiangduoluo didn't even have the chance to reincarnate and was forever annihilated from the world.

Xiang Duoluo died.

The domain collapsed with a loud bang, and Rong Chunhua walked out slowly. He stood in mid-air, and the unfamiliar fonts surrounding him emitted a cold and mysterious light.

They are the laws that Rong Chunhua has realized.

Rong Chunhua looked at the thunderclouds in front of him calmly. He held down the Quedi sword that was about to rush forward. Spiritual power slowly flowed from his palm and turned into a spiritual sword that slashed towards the sky. The thunder in the sky was split in half by the sword and dissipated in the air.

Tiandao seemed stunned for a moment, as if he had not expected that someone would be able to cut off His divine power with just one sword.

Rong Chunhua lowered his eyes and swung his sword again. The sword energy symbolizing vitality swept across the earth with the wind. The sky fire was extinguished instantly, leaving only the scorched earth riddled with holes by the thunder.

Heaven is angry.

His divine majesty was questioned, and the memory of Zhuhua's escape to another world suddenly came to his mind.

It’s Candlelight again.

Many years ago, it was Zhuguang who protected the ancestral land of the gods and gave the gods and souls time to breathe. He disdained to kill them all, so many years later, Zhuhua raised his sword to meet him.

There is only one divine realm in the Three Thousand Worlds, and the divine realm only gave birth to one Him. He is the pulse of this earth. How could a bug that crawled out of a small world want to kill Him?

Overcome!

Soon, Tiandao's thoughts paused.

Billions of spiritual swords flew through the sky. Not only did the spiritual swords carry the power of Rong Chunhua's laws, but they also carried the power of heaven from other small worlds.

His former defeated enemies borrowed Rong Chunhua's power to attach themselves to him and "dig out bones and draw blood", proving with facts that even ants can shake big trees.

Tiandao went mad and shook Rong Chunhua away. At the same time, blood was splattered in the sky. These red lights all came from his prisoners. They gathered together and merged into Tiandao's body.

Whether it is the dragon clan or the phoenix, they were all created by Him. He can give life and take it back. All things in the world are His nourishment. He is destined to be immortal and will not perish. How can an ant shake a big tree! ?

soon.

The red light stops.

Tiandao was stunned for a moment, the thunder and the black storm also stopped in mid-air, and he saw Shi Sang at a glance.

Shi Sang's smile was particularly irritating. She stood quietly in front of the group of "nutrients" and blocked His power.

The illusory chessboard extended from under Shi Sang's feet, and more than three hundred chess pieces appeared in the air.

The rock chess piece emitting golden light moved slightly, and eight gods with only souls appeared with weapons in their hands. As long as Shi Sang nodded, they could rush forward at any time.

Shi Sang left the Three-Eyed Demon and the others behind. She shrunk the ground into an inch and walked step by step to the side of Rong Chunhua. During this time, she did not forget to raise her middle finger to the Heavenly Dao: "When a wall falls, everyone pushes it; when a drum breaks, everyone beats it. I'm talking about you, Xiaotian."

The Heavenly Dao was furious.

The earth began to tremble, and the black tornado connecting the sky and the earth rolled towards Shi Sang with a whooshing sound of breaking wind.

Divine power burst out from Shisan, and the tornado was destroyed by an invisible force and fell apart.

She is now equivalent to two Xiangduoluo in their prime, and can easily deal with the powerless Tiandao.

Rong Chunhua glanced at Shi Sang with a smile, then jumped up. The eight spirits in the chess pieces seemed to sense something and stepped forward together, taking the opportunity to severely injure Tiandao, who had just recovered some of his strength with great difficulty.

Without "nutrients", it is difficult for Heavenly Dao to gather strength, and all of His confidence is also shattered bit by bit by reality.

The demons, humans, and gods, whom he had always despised, actually joined hands to resist him.

If he took a step back, there was the Heavenly Dao from other worlds who were eyeing him covetously; if he took a step forward, there were Shi Sang and Rong Chunhua. It seemed that Xiang Duoluo's last words had really come true, and he had no chance of winning at all.

It is obvious that these ants are very stupid. Once they set foot in his territory, he can wipe them out at any time.

Since when.

Ants also have thoughts.

Delusion of killing God and seizing the Tao!

The Heavenly Dao lost its indifference, and He became terrified, so He let Shi Sang seize the opportunity to weave the power of faith of humans, gods, underworld, demons, and monsters into a sword.

Shi Sang blessed the sword with divine blood and said coldly, "Those who kill will be killed. You wantonly play with the fate of all living beings. Xiang Duoluo is abominable, but you are no exception. She has suffered retribution, and you will be the next one."

The sword made of faith looks only as thick as an arm, but the power it contains is stronger than the thunder tribulation of heaven.

Rong Chunhua pointed his sword at the way of heaven.

The next second, cracks quickly spread across the entire sky. This sword was mixed with the anger of countless people. Rong Chunhua held the sword and swung it towards the sky with the force of a rainbow.

The beam of light illuminated the dark earth.

The space was dead silent.

The shapeless and shadowless Heavenly Dao turns into drizzle, falls into the soil, and returns to the earth in another way. If you ignore the devastation, it seems as if He has never appeared.

On the vast ruins, the Sword of Faith turned into starlight surrounding Rong Chunhua. He smiled and stretched out his hand to Shi Sang.

Shi Sang walked over without a serious look and deliberately said, "What's the matter? Want to celebrate after Tiandao's death with a kiss? That's not good, there are outsiders here."

The corner of Rong Chunhua's eye twitched. No matter what time it was, he would always fall silent because of Shi Sang's words.

The melancholy and confusion of the soul were dispelled by Shi Sang's words. They smiled at each other, and did not return to the chess pieces. They chose to enter the reincarnation together with their fellow tribesmen. Before leaving, they nodded to Shi Sang respectively, as if to say that there were no outsiders this time.

Shi Sang couldn't help laughing: "That's great. I'll talk to Yan Huan and make sure they have a good next life and strive to ascend to immortality in a hundred years. Being a god is tiring, and I need such a considerate colleague to work hard for me."

Rong Chunhua smiled: "Fate will help them."

Shi Sang nodded, watching the Underworld Gate and Yan Huan busy with their work. She nudged the people around her with her arm and said, "By the way, don't you want to become the Heavenly Dao? Why don't you want to accept the beliefs of the Five Clans?"

How great is the temptation of heaven.

Her daughter Chunhua was not moved at all!

It’s wild enough, she likes it!

Rong Chunhua put the ring on Shi Sang's waist: "To become the Heavenly Dao, you must be free of desires, heartless and emotionless. I can't do that."

Shi Sang pinched his throat and said: "A country cannot be without a king for a day, and a family cannot be without a master for a day. We must choose a heavenly way and come up with some heavenly rules to manage all these gods and people."

Rong Chunhua smiled and said, "This world will give birth to a new Heavenly Dao on its own. It's just a matter of time."

Shi Sang nodded thoughtfully, and then found that someone beside him had held up an umbrella. "You can obviously use spiritual power to isolate it, why are you doing that?"

Rong Chunhua used an umbrella to block the view of others, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "It's all for the celebration."

Shi Sang opened his eyes: "!?"

At this time.

Lu Yisi ran over happily with a stone on his head: "Master, I recorded everything with the recording stone. Let's play the tragic situation of Tiandao on a loop to indirectly tell everyone not to do evil, otherwise this will be a living example, haha... Well, it seems that I came at the wrong time."

Rong Chunhua's eyes peeked out from the side of the umbrella, and his gaze fell on Lu Yisi with an undifferentiated look.

The three-eyed demon laughed out loud.

A certain monk wiped his cold sweat and ran forward, carrying Lu Yisi like a pig back the way he came: "You two continue!"

In the misty rain, all the people on the ground tacitly avoided the two figures cuddling together.

Shi Sang stood on tiptoe, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Why don't you continue, can you control yourself?"

Rong Chunhua held the umbrella with one hand, and gently stroked the corner of Shi Sang's lips with the fingertips of the other hand. He bent down slightly, proving with his actions that he could not control himself.

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