The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

Those gods with low cultivation levels were so oppressed that they turned pale, while the Lord God was completely frightened - the only bargaining chip in his hand was gone!

He really didn't expect Wen Shao to be so decisive.

Let’s not talk about how a fallen angel will become a demon and will be despised by the world. The risks involved alone are not something that ordinary people can bear.

As we all know, after becoming a demon, your cultivation will greatly increase. But there is a threshold for becoming a demon. If everyone can become a demon, most people will do anything to improve their cultivation.

The higher one's own cultivation level, the more powerful the demonic riot caused by becoming a demon, and one can easily explode and die.

It is simply unheard of for Wen Shao to convert between divine power and magic power so easily. His cultivation level is obviously so high.

"Dad, are you okay?" Mo Qi was naturally the happiest person to see Wen Shao freed from his shackles, but he knew the risks, so he couldn't help but worry.

Wen Shao chuckled lightly, moved his wrist, and the God-Slaying Sword appeared in his hand. He said casually: "What can happen to me? It's them who can do it."

Now that the last link between the original body and the divine world has been severed, it is better to make things more decisive.

The gods immediately recovered from the shock - now is not the time to be shocked, now is the time to die.

"What are you going to do?" Until this moment, the Lord God was still trying to establish his majesty, but when he opened his mouth, his tone still revealed his nervousness.

Wen Shao looked coldly at these natural gods. As the only person in the past ten thousand years who has obtained the qualifications to become a god through cultivation, he has always been marginalized by these "gods" who were born with "noble" blood.

They are born as gods, so they are aloof and shout empty slogans of great love, but in fact they are cowardly and selfish.

The spiritual system of this world has completely collapsed.

What are these gods left to do?

"Baby, come together." Wen Shao's expression was indifferent, but it was enough to scare all the gods present.

Mo Qi couldn't help but get excited: "Okay!"

Facing a powerful enemy, the gods did not think about how to deal with it, but rather prepared to escape.

Half of the one hundred and twenty-three gods heard the wind and ran in different directions.

Wen Shao smiled contemptuously, took out a formation disk and started it. The array disk emits light, and at the same time, the other one hundred and seven formation disks on the boundary with a radius of fifty miles centered on the God-killing Platform echo this.

A huge transparent light curtain contains all the gods.

Jiuli Canopy Formation.

It took him eighty years to carve these array disks. They were originally prepared for Mo Yin Lian, but unfortunately they were not used. Wen Shao was late for most of the hour because he was actually burying the array.

The faces of the gods became increasingly ugly.

The Lord God said: "Don't panic, everyone, let's take action together!"

They tried their best, but the formation did not shake at all. As a producer, seeing this scene, Wen Shao was inevitably a little proud.

Eighty years were not wasted. Although the Jiuli Sky Screen Formation had no lethality, it was definitely the top trapping formation in the world and could trap them for at least an hour.

enough.

The God-Zlayer was unsheathed and the sword showed its edge. The god closest to Wen Shao was stabbed through with almost no resistance.

But he did not die. God's life is very tenacious, but it doesn't matter. Wen Shao has already arranged a place for them.

God-killing platform.

The original body died here in the previous life, and this time let them have a taste of it.

"No... no! Please..." After realizing Wen Shao's intention, the god's face turned pale, and he quickly begged for mercy.

However, this was not forgiven, and Wen Shao threw him away mercilessly.

"Brother, please work overtime today." Wen Shao said to the God-killing Platform.

Seeing this scene, Mo Qi followed suit, and the other gods broke through the formation faster, feeling even more panicked. They have been aloof since they were born, and they can count all the hardships they have suffered. Today's bloody scene is obviously beyond their tolerance.

But Wen Shao and Mo Qi were faster than them.

After finally losing ten more gods, they gave up breaking the formation. One hundred and twelve gods surrounded Wen Shao and Mo Qi, as if they finally had some blood.

However, in Wen Shao's view, they were like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

Today is destined to be a day of endless killing.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the last god was sent to the God-killing Platform. Wen Shao wiped the sword and stopped.

Shen Yuetian cried. At this moment, the blood rain continued continuously, and the six realms felt it, and the creatures in all realms fell into panic.

Looking at the empty God Realm, Wen Shao raised the corners of his mouth and showed an indifferent smile.

Death has always had the destructive power of destroying everything, enlightening everything, and starting everything over again.

This unreasonable divine system should not exist.

Wen Shao killed so many gods, and Tiandao from the small world came to ask for an explanation. Wen Shao calmly communicated with it.

After the verbal battle, Tiandao was defeated: "...Okay, then I'll do as you say."

Wen Shao smiled lightly.

He knew that Heaven had finally adopted his opinion.

After this moment, there will no longer be any natural gods between heaven and earth. No matter how noble your bloodline is, if you want to become a god, you must pass layers of selections and various tests.

This is the right look, Wen Shao thought.

After recovering the formation disk, there is one more thing that has not been dealt with.

Wen Shao glanced at Mo Qi, who suddenly felt his heart sinking. He quickly came over and said with a dog-legged look on his face: "Dad, you are so good at this formation. Can you teach me some other time?"

Wen Shao unceremoniously picked up the Demon Lord's ear: "Come on, come on, explain to me why you are following me?"

"father--"

"Go back and talk."

The new mansion has not been repaired yet, and they are still living in the place arranged by Qingjun for them. At this time, Wen Bai is eating the exquisite food prepared in the small kitchen in the yard. As a glutton, it finally has the unique talent of blood, and can Let him eat like crazy all day without stopping.

At this moment, he was having a great time eating. When he saw Wen Shao and Mo Qi coming back one after another, he extended an invitation to them without realizing it.

"Host, Xiao Qi, would you like to eat together?"

The two of them naturally refused and went straight back to their room.

Smelling the smell of a good show, Wen Bai rolled his eyes and followed in.

"What, you carried me to the God Realm?!"

Wen Bai couldn't believe it, "Why didn't you take me with you? Am I still your favorite Taotie?!"

Wen Shao:......

Mo Qi:......

Oh wow.