Stock up on goods worth RMB 10 trillion in the last days, and the family will sit around and eat hot

Chris led billions of zombie gods to the other side of the original world.

He is different from Shao. The corpse gods he brings with him focus on quality rather than quantity. Each one of them is the strongest among the strong.

Because before He came, He had already let the powerful corpse gods devour the weak corpse gods, which greatly reduced their numbers, but in terms of strength, they were much stronger.

"What's the point of bringing some weaklings with you, Shao, that idiot? It's just bluffing."

He glanced at those corpse gods and forced himself to withdraw the idea of ​​devouring the corpses.

"These corpse gods bear the mark of death. If I devour them, my essence will be completely polluted, and I will become a lackey of the god of death."

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

He looked straight at the world that was as bright as crystal, the only light in this darkness.

A hint of complexity flashed across his eyes.

"This was where I used to live, but unfortunately..."

Today's original world is many times larger than the previous world.

The Chinese race is already the most powerful ethnic group in the world. Almost every person is a god, and their descendants are even more brilliant, prosperous and outstanding.

They completely broke through the blockade of gods and demons and rose against the will of heaven.

With the sacred trees of all worlds taking root, the original world has become the center of the universe, and each generation will only become stronger than the previous one.

Half of his countrymen were sacrificed in exchange for extraordinary powers, and most died in natural disasters and corpse disasters. Even if a few survived, they had already opened up a chasm-like gap between them and the Chinese race.

This was true of his former tribe, and it is true of all the others as well.

Some island nations had already been completely wiped out in the disaster, and even those that survived were trapped in a corner with a few remnants.

Even though they have awakened some superpowers, they are no longer comparable to the Chinese people who are protected by the sacred tree of all worlds, the base, and Zhou Chuchu.

And He, who escaped from this world, now sees this world and wants only to - destroy it!

Only with the help of the power of the sacred tree of the world of death can he break through in one fell swoop, cross the uncrossable river, and finally become the original.

Chaos primordial.

Only in this way can He completely defeat the Black Emperor and gain supreme authority.

It can be said that Chris's ambition is astonishing.

The support for this astonishing ambition is to defeat the Black Emperor, devour all of his power, cross the long river, and achieve chaos.

"Here, concentrate all your strength and open a gap."

He ordered, pointing to a spot.

He covered that place with the only remaining human fragment that had not been replaced, in order to confuse it and make it the weak spot of the original world.

Countless corpse gods, following His orders, created this realm of corruption, decline, disease and death. Using their own distorted rules of death, they violently attacked this weakness and tore a crack in it.

Chris was surprised, and billions of zombie gods entered through the crack.

"As long as you get close to the sacred tree and pollute it, I will be credited as the first meritorious person by the God of Death."

"Death cannot refuse what I want."

As long as the sacred tree is polluted and countless corpse gods become termites, no matter how powerful the sacred tree of all realms is, it will collapse.

"What are you thinking about, uncle? Your idea is impossible to achieve."

A sound like a silver bell suddenly rang out.

A young girl appeared in front of Chris. She was about 70% similar to Zhou Chuchu, but more delicate and playful. Her eyes were filled with determination and resoluteness.

The pair of eyes that looked so similar to her opponent's made him recognize her at once.

"The Black Emperor's daughter?"

Qiqi nodded and glanced at the corpses in the sky, but he was not afraid.

Today, she is no longer the little girl hiding behind her mother ten years ago.

She has grown up and knows how to take responsibility.

"Uncle, this is not the place for you."

"If you come, you can only die here."

Chris looked at this girl whose temperament was so similar to that of the Black Emperor, and it seemed as if the Black Emperor was looking at him calmly.

It was with such a calm gaze that the former Black Emperor sentenced Him to failure time and time again.

Chris grinned:

"You are so bold! Do you know who I am?"

Qiqi nodded again:

"I know."

"You were defeated by my father, and you will be defeated by me too."

Chris instantly became furious and filled with murderous intent.

"Kill her."

A corpse god suddenly enveloped Qiqi with his corrupt divine domain.

And another hundred corpse gods instantly released rays of corruption.

But these attacks were broken one by one before they reached Qiqi.

"Anyone who dares to hurt her will die."

Behind Linlin, a blond boy stood silently protecting her.

This blond boy has golden dragon horns on his head. He has a noble temperament and a terrifying aura. There is a sky-devouring dragon faintly behind him, which seems to have already stepped across the long river.

Chris was horrified.

"You are Long Xiaoyang!"

"You are actually Long Xiaoyang!"

The blond boy did not deny that he was indeed Long Xiaoyang, but he was not completely Long Xiaoyang.

Realizing that Long Xiaoyang was here, Chris no longer held back and ordered all the corpse gods to attack.

The corrupt divine realm of billions of corpse gods and the rules tainted by death are entangled. The entire sky is polluted, and the breath of disease and death is enough to drag any living person into it.

Qiqi took a look at the beautiful and rich original world, and of course he didn't want these corpse gods to pollute it.

She took out a bag, which was woven by her grandmother, with architectural patterns engraved on it by her grandfather, and filled with special soil cultivated by her grandfather.

She opened the bag, and the whole world was put into it as it swelled in the wind.

It was like a mirror world, and Chris couldn't believe it.

"Stripping the world?!"

Qiqi shook his head and touched the bag which had become dull.

"This is something that Grandma prepared specially for you. Once triggered, it will replicate the place you polluted one-to-one."

"My grandfather's architectural patterns fixed the longitude and latitude and stabilized the structure."

"The soil that Grandpa shaped unfortunately absorbs rotten air."

Chris couldn't understand. "What a mess. Anyway, if I kill you, I can't be trapped here, right?"

Qiqi nodded.

The corrupt field created by the corpse gods showed its power again, and countless rules condensed by death suddenly covered Qiqi like an overwhelming force.

"Who dares to hurt her!"

In an instant, the dragons roared.

In the Qiqi contract space, countless giant dragons soared into the sky, and the majestic dragon power instantly repelled the corrupt aura. Long Xiaoyang, who was standing on the other side of the long river, was in charge. This endless dragon energy was fully capable of resisting the aura of death without being contaminated.

Afterwards, the ancient clans appeared one by one.

Each ancient clan has unique talents and powerful abilities different from other races. That is why they are feared by the gods and sealed in the Endless Abyss.

But now, all the ancient clans in the Endless Abyss have signed a contract with Linlin, and their terrifying fighting power will once again make the world tremble.

Then, the various mythical beasts that Linlin had contracted appeared, established their domains, and put into practice the rules.

When the Jiaolong clan saw this scene, they were so excited and full of energy.

But they soon discovered that they might not be able to get many corpse gods in front of the dragon clan and the ancient clan.