Hidden among the villains [Quick Transmigration]

In the [-]th heaven, a tall middle-aged man opened his eyes from the ice-blue throne.His gray beard and short jet-black hair had a soft luster, and the huge poly-gold bracelet on his arm was already showing a hint of rust.

Jia Luo, the ruler of Feng Yuntian, had a trace of inexplicable confusion hidden in his blue eyes at this moment, and the faint wind whirled across the stone slabs of the hall, carrying a trace of extraordinary aura.

"It's finally here." He seemed to be talking to himself.

The wind god Jialuo stood up from the throne, and as he walked, the whirlwind under his feet continued to expand, until it swallowed his entire body.

In the barren sky, the god who was guided by the strong wind gradually appeared in front of Mu Zhuyan. Due to the display of divine power, the top of his head grew a huge gray horn like an elk.

"In the desolate sky that was rejected by the main god, someone broke through the barrier again and condensed a godhead." His voice spread in the wind, everywhere.

The desolate sky is whining, and the past scenes are surging, the memory of the wind god Jia Luo and the main god slaughtering the gods in the thirteen heavens, flooding Mu Zhuoyan's mind.

"It's a pity that you are the only one, how could you be its opponent." There was a hint of regret in Jialuo's tone, but it was cold and crazy, "Rather than being discovered by the main god and deprived of the godhead, and sent to the lower realm to be a puppet, it is better to be completely in my hands. Liberation, in this way, you can also escape from this sad world, isn't it good?"

Mu Qinyan didn't speak, and Jiang He in the system space disappeared without a trace after stepping into the God Realm.Even the system fell silent after the initial words.

This God Realm is morbid.

The strong wind howled in all directions, but it seemed a little pale because there was nothing in the barren world.

Mu Qinyan's robe fluttered in the wind, only a little light shone from his drooping eyes.

"What about others?"

Nothing responded to it, and the system that originally inhabited the body had quietly left.He should have known something earlier.

The aura around him became oppressive and elusive, and the terrifying power boiled over Mu Zhuyan, prompting him to reach out and crush the strong wind in front of him.

The wind god Jialuo seemed to notice something, and let out a small smile.The wings spread wildly behind him, and the turquoise whirlwind flickered with flickering brilliance.Every breath he took was like an unruly gale, echoing again and again throughout the barren sky.

But the newly born god in front of him raised his hand, and a scale overflowing with golden light seemed to be imprinted on the sky, uncovering the wind and sand covered by Jialuo's divine power, and the terrifying divine power swept across the earth, locking on the wind god.

The cyan wings flying in all directions turned into wind in an instant, covering a desolate area, making Mu Zhuyan like a ray of light in the storm, as if it was about to be extinguished in an instant.

There was a faint sigh in the air, like a death knell, but also like a mourning.The last Buddha's light in Mu Qinyan's eyes had dissipated, and his eyes were completely covered in darkness, so cold that there was no warmth at all.The knuckles are slowly closing.

The terrifying divine power was like icy claws, piercing through all the flying green feathers, pulling Jia Luo's figure out of the strong wind.The chains with a cold light slipped from the scales, binding it to one side of the scales with the power to imprison the divine power.

Mu Qinyan's fingertips drooped slightly downwards, and the side that imprisoned Fengshen rose high. The voice belonging to Pluto was far more bone-piercing than the cold wind.

"You are still too light."

The shadow of death climbed onto the divine body, but Jia Luo's eyes were not panicked, just like the breeze that might stop at any time in the world, unable to catch it: "You should have known it earlier." The sudden contraction of the chain made him let out a cry of pain He groaned, but his words didn't stop, "It's thanks to you for bringing him back. Otherwise, this world will also collapse."

Gale was a little bit quieter, revealing the smell of dying and decaying.Jia Luo's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally approached a low whisper, "Anyway, I've been alone in this God Realm for tens of thousands of years, that's enough."

The supreme incarnation belonging to the wind dissipated completely, and the air in the entire God's Domain stopped for a moment, as if standing still.

Jia Luo, who had fed the God Realm with his body for tens of thousands of years, was so weak that he could not withstand a single blow. After the main god returned to his throne, he finally fell on the twilight scale.

The virtual curtain of the thirteenth heaven was torn apart, revealing a vast expanse of emptiness and deep blackness, which was the haze from the eighteenth heaven.

The entire God Realm is like a false reflection, revealing its original appearance after losing the support of divine power flowing in the air all the time.

The deep black poured down, gradually devouring everything.There was a thin golden glow on Mu Qinyan's robe, and the scales of dusk fell down and landed in his palm.

There was dead silence all around.

"Jiang He." There was no joy or anger in his voice, which was even more shocking.

The main god who has been plundering the luck of other worlds for thousands of years has been backlashed by sin, and his power and memory have been sealed off in various worlds, enduring the malice that has been constantly growing in the worlds it has plundered.

The God Realm, which lost its will to the world, continued to decline, and all the gods fell one after another.Gallo is the last one.

When the wind flowing in the world stagnates, the world will collapse completely.At that time, as the will of the God Realm, the main gods who have been crushed in various worlds, will then usher in death.

Just at this moment, Mu Zhuoyan brought him back here.With the return of the main god, the Eighteen Heavens regained support—the system and Jiang He are one.

"I didn't mean to lie to you." In the darkness, the familiar voice was hoarse and deep.

The golden light spread out like a tide in the sky, trying to annihilate the entire darkness.But Jiang He's voice still rang in his ears, like a curse.

"My memory gradually becomes clearer as my strength increases. Bai Yiyi is the last obstacle that the system can do to you. It is hesitating, or we are all hesitating."

Is it better not to come back here and just dissipate.

In the emptiness of the darkness, a human figure gradually gathered together, outlining a familiar outline, trying to get close to behind Mu Zhuyan, but was driven away by the surging Buddha's light, staying three meters away.

The huge floating shadow of Twilight Libra in Mu Qinyan's hand pierced the sky, and the lotus flower bloomed, allowing him to step on the side.Countless chains full of malice slid, bound the endless nothingness, and locked Jiang He's figure at the other end.

"This world should have ended a long time ago." Jiang He looked into Mu Zhuyan's eyes, "The structure that is gradually decaying, no matter how much power is used to fill it, it will not help."

The scales at dusk are tilting towards the direction of the night, and the sound of fragmentation is heard beside the ears, which is the mournful cry when the world collapses.

If this world is doomed to perish before Mu Zhuyan arrives, then what is the point of what he did?

"At least, let me kill you with my own hands." Turning around, Mu Zhuyan's voice was still gentle, so hollow that there was no warmth at all.

"Go back to your own world." Jiang He smiled helplessly, his figure became blurred a little bit, and his voice was sloppy.

The endless void flows, and time begins to go back.

The eighteen heavens of the God Realm were completely shattered.

In the morning, the sun shines through the window, illuminating the half-sized bed.The man on the bed opened his eyes, and the cold mechanical sound sounded in his mind, which seemed familiar.

"Welcome to the world of survival."