my god is from hell

Just when the flames were completely absorbed into Yan Qing's heart, there was an imperceptible vibration in the whole world.

In the Bright God Realm.

The white-haired old man held the snake stick, his golden eyes suddenly opened, and at the same time, golden light shot out from the snake stick eyes.

"I'm back." The white-haired old man was hale and hearty, his eyes were bright and radiant, and he even seemed a little excited, and said in a low voice, "Sure enough, no one can understand the growth trajectory of the Chuangshi God. How could he repeat himself in this way?" Returning to the god position... However, it is still a little bit late."

The God of Light closed his eyes, let go of the snake stick in his hand, and shot three golden lights into the sky, guiding three paths of traction respectively.

If someone can look down from the Light God Realm, they will find that these three rays of light point to the Temple of the Sun, the Temple of Odin, and the Temple of the Sea God.

"It's time to come out and exercise your muscles..."

The God of Light smiled and looked in three directions.

Dark God Realm.

The temple that the God of Darkness is thinking about finally has a large scale. The exquisitely carved 120 six pitch-black columns, the tall and majestic sphinx at the entrance, and countless primitive and rough boulders stacked outside the temple make the temple even more ancient and distant.

The God of Darkness stood in the temple with a stick, and his red eyes were fixed on the only statue of the God of Darkness in the temple, motionless like an eternal statue.

It wasn't until a light wind came from outside the hall, blowing away the short hair of the God of Darkness, that the God of Darkness came back to his senses, pointed his image with a stick, and said calmly: "Now, the time has come."

The snake stick touched the statue, and black divine light poured in from the stick. Soon, the statue's eyes lit up red, and the roses in the eyes bloomed one by one.

"Have you started yet?"

In the principal's office where the roses were blooming, the man with long hair tied in a bunch on his shoulders smiled gently, put down the scissors for trimming the roses, and raised his right hand slightly.

A rose of thorns emerged in his palm, and the dewdrops on the petals were as clear as any roses distributed by the academy, but it was even more gorgeous and dazzling.

Under his gentle gaze, the bright red rose quickly turned black every inch, like ink dripping into the water, smudged the whole rose into a dark and mysterious, bewitching and depraved.

"Divine Art - the temptation of the God of Darkness."

The man spit out a few words lightly, and the black breath wrapped around the black rose seemed to be thrown into the endless universe through the void.

Oswick star.

The golden cage magic captured the figure of the target like a falcon, and swooped down from a high place, firmly trapping the figures of five or six polluters, confining them within a square inch.

"Divine Art - Blazing Sun."

Holding the golden sun in his hands, the blazing man with golden red hair poured straight towards several polluters, about to burn them in the flames.

Just when the sun was about to set, the golden cage suddenly turned into a pitch black ink color without warning, so black that no light could see through, and there was a strong dark atmosphere.

He blocked the golden red-haired man's sun attack with one stroke.

"Lin Lieyuan?" The blond-haired man turned his head to look at his companion in shock.

Beside him, the usually taciturn man suddenly took a step back, pressed a certain part of his arm, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, they... can't die now."

Under the cuffs, the translucent rose imprint was slowly blackened under the effect of divine magic, making his whole aura dark and depraved.

Maple Sleeping Star.

While the Superintendent of War God opened his domain, he used his own magic to resist the fierce artillery fire of the polluters. The breath of killing and blood made him look like a battlefield killing god.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly, looked sideways at the empty space, and at the same time, his right arm, which was engraved with a certain shady mark, tightened slightly.

"Karos, what's wrong?"

Another envoy was keenly aware of Kairos's hesitation and asked, but turned his head to see the endless dark aura suddenly gushing out from Kairos' body, which was stronger than the large number of polluters in front of them, and he was simply the incarnation of a dark god.

"……Feel sorry."

Kairos opened his mouth, but he could only speak these two short words. Then he looked at his companion with guilt and sadness, left the army behind him, and disappeared in an instant.

……

The same or similar situation happened in various parts of Yulian. The envoys who cast half of the magical spells and fought in the middle of the battle burst out of darkness without warning, and then left their former companions without saying a word, heading towards the same place. One direction left.

And if someone looks down from a high place, they will find that the direction is not other places, but the rose star that Yulian officials can't find anywhere.

The rose star, which is tightly wrapped by the death galaxy and whose coordinates are mysterious and difficult to find, opened its arms defenselessly today, as if welcoming the wanderer home.

Pollution on the star and beyond the ice tower.

"Hiss—why is there always something wrong with this rose mark...problem...what's going on here!"

The little witch's complaining voice gradually weakened, replaced by a shocked expression on her face, her mouth almost opened into an "O" shape.

I saw that the rose imprint on her arm that would not appear without incident was completely blackened at this moment, turning into a black rose with a dark atmosphere.

But this alone was not enough to make the little witch lose her color. The reason why she was shocked was because besides the black rose, she also clearly felt the special change of summoning the god.

"I have also become an envoy of darkness..."

Depressed, Lin Ze pulled out the long gun and found that the long gun had also turned black. Although it was still very cool, it was not a serious gun at first glance.

This is Odin's eternal spear, how could it be entangled by the dark breath?

"Mingyou, Xuanzhao, how do you feel?"

Li Qiwu was still perplexed by the changes in his body. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mingyou, Yuexuanzhao and the two still in their original appearance, and looked at their strange changes with curious expressions. They didn't seem to be affected in the same way as they were.

Mingyou shook his head first, then thought of something, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his fair and clean arms: "The rose mark seems to be shattered the moment we become worshipers of words."

"Not only that, the magic we use does not belong to either the light or the dark side, which is Yan Qing's unique attribute of divine power."

Yue Xuanzhao also exposed his empty arm, feeling more deeply than Mingyou, feeling that after the two of them summoned the gods and turned into words, the magic spells they performed seemed to have no difference between light and dark.

"So what do you mean by this? Why did you become an angel of darkness?" Seventeen wondered from the sidelines.

Li Qiwu frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he tentatively took two steps closer to the ice tower in front of him, his eyes slightly surprised: "We can get closer."

I don't know why before, a few people were inexplicably teleported to the ice tower by the polluted people, but they couldn't get close to the ice tower anyway, and they were blocked by an invisible air wall when they wanted to leave.

A few people were worried that it was the polluters who wanted to catch a turtle in the urn, but they saw Yan Qing who was slowly climbing the tower.

The ice and snow tower wall is translucent, not so clear, but Yan Qing's hairstyle and clothes are so recognizable, and the few people who have been with him for a long time can recognize him quickly.

Yan Qing seemed to be restricted by some force, so he could only walk slowly up the steps on the wall of the tower step by step, and at the tip of the ice tower, the light of the flame was clearly visible.

Although they still didn't know where Zuo Luoxing was, everyone realized that this situation might have something to do with Yan Qing, so they didn't act rashly again, knowing that when Yan Qing climbed to the top of the tower, the flames ignited for a moment, and then went out again.

Before everyone could understand what happened, the rose imprints on their arms turned black one by one, and the god-invoking aura on their bodies changed from light to darkness, and they also inexplicably became angels of darkness.

"Look, isn't that Yan Qing?"

Seventeen is an ordinary person, who is not too interested in darkness and light, and only glanced at the tower, so he saw a person floating out of the top of the tower.

Her long silver hair reached her ankles, and her silver robe was woven like the moon. Although she had changed back into the image of the moon god, Shi Qi could tell at a glance that it was not a fake moon god, but Yan Qing.

"Isn't the divine power of the moon unusable?" The little witch was confused.

"That's not the divine power of the moon. It's Yan Qing's original power."

After Mingyou and Yue Xuanzhao became servants of the gods, they realized that the magic spells they used were no different from before, and understood that the so-called "moon power" was just Yan Qing's own power, but for some reason, the His body repelled this power very much.

But now this problem is gone.

"Yan Qing, Luo Luo is gone, and we don't know where he went."

Li Qiwu didn't ask about Yan Qing's appearance immediately, but was worried about Zuo Luoxing who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"He can't get here in the holy mountain, he should be outside the stars." After thinking for a while, Yan Qing understood, "I'll take you there to find him."

As soon as Yan Qing finished speaking, before everyone figured out how to lead them away from the planet with his level, they realized that they had already arrived in the sea of ​​stars——

In a suspended posture.

Five people.

"Yan Qing, you..." Li Qiwu realized the difference in Yan Qing's body at this moment, it seemed that apart from his appearance, his aura was also very mysterious.

But before Li Qiwu finished asking, a blond figure plopped into Yan Qing's arms, and said in a flustered voice, "Master Yan Qing!"

That bewildered and cautious tone with a hint of crying was undoubtedly the original Zuo Luoxing.

"Lolo, you're back!" The little witch was overjoyed.

I only know how to cherish it after I lose it. God knows how terrible that Zuo Luoxing was, or the blond-haired crybaby in front of me is easier to bully.

"He seems to be injured too badly..." Zuo Luoxing said half-puffing his throat, his eyes were still red, God knows how worried he was that he would never see Yan Qing again.

Although he also gained some consciousness later, it was not as firm and reassuring as hugging someone with his own hands.

Zuo Luoxing hugged her hands tightly, fearing that he would leave again, her eyes were moist, and the tip of her nose was still a little red, making her very cute.

Caught off guard, someone pinched his cheek hard.

Zuo Luoxing turned around in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at him accusingly with red eyes, and there was still a red mark on his fair cheek that was pinched by him.

Yan Qing rubbed it casually without sincerity, and said with a strange tone: "So you still have such a side..."

In the past, Zuo Luoxing never cried or looked at him with such admiring and dependent eyes, Yan Qing felt very satisfied for a moment.

These two people are not schizophrenic or reincarnated, they have always been the same person, the difference is just how much they remember, that is to say, these subconscious small movements and eyes are all the original Zuo Luoxing wanted to do but did not dare to do. , or ashamed to do things.

As a result, the self whose memory was emptied was completely exposed.

"What... what?" Zuo Luoxing didn't know why, but he faintly felt that Yan Qing's curiosity at this time was not a good thing.

"It's nothing... just to remind you that you are miserable." Yan Qing said coolly.

Since he has amnesia, he dares to show his emotions so much, then don't blame him for taking advantage of this period to leave some unforgettable memories for the other party.

Zuo Luoxing looked at him blankly, not knowing what he was about to face.

Yan Qing didn't say any more, but looked at the gossip-eyed people, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Go to Rose Academy first."

"College of Roses? Now?"

Everyone knew that the dark aura on their bodies had nothing to do with the Rose Academy, but they always felt that they had to do something before going to the Rose Academy to complain.

"Yes, now." Yan Qing nodded, then raised his chin behind everyone, "Or, do you want to go to Heishui Prison for a day?"

A few people subconsciously turned around, only to find that a large number of Yulian battleships approached here at some point in the distance, faintly surrounded them, and aimed their guns at them one by one.

The author has something to say:

Yan Yan is a thief ship, it is very difficult to get off after getting on it.