my god is from hell

"Death? With your current appearance?"

Yan Qing was not angry either, his body was shining with silver light, his long silver hair was blown into a slight arc by the breeze by the river, his clear eyes were sacred and indifferent.

Shen Ming raised the corners of his lips and smiled, his brows were a little tired, but he still said patiently: "You know that's not what I mean. But...you came here just in time, just in time...to try my new godliness."

Just as Shen Ming's words fell, a huge tidal wave of divine breath rushed from the Lanyin River, and a golden glow appeared in the sky, as if a god had come to the world.

Zuo Luoxing tensed his body, his eyes were bloody red, the fingers of his right hand holding the sword tightened one by one, the protruding knuckles were sharp and beautiful, and a murderous aura rose from his body.

"Zuo Luoxing, are you sure—are you really going to make a move?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Ming's eyes turned around all of a sudden, staring at Zuo Luoxing's hand for a moment, his eyes implied sharpness.

"Lolo, these people, let me come."

Yan Qing pressed his hand.

"But..." Zuo Luoxing's eyes were full of anger, facing the gods of light descending one by one in front of him, his killing intent remained undiminished.

What qualifications do these godly beings who have become lackeys of evil gods have to live in this world?Even if it was forced, it was because he was inherently weak!This is their established destiny!

"Doesn't Luo Luo believe me?" Yan Qing tilted his eyes, looking at him with grievances, his silver eyes sparkling.

"I believe..." Zuo Luoxing lost his temper after seeing those eyes, reluctantly restrained his breath, and stood behind Yan Qing.

Shen Ming was still sneering and sarcastic as if watching the excitement: "You are really arrogant. Even the God of Creation may not be able to resist the siege of so many gods."

"Is there any difference between the low-level gods piled up by brute force?"

Yan Qing glanced at the "gods" with mixed breaths, his tone flat and sarcastic.

He rose from the ground and came to the Blue Yin River.

A huge virtual image of the god rose behind him, and a soft silver light shrouded the surroundings of the statue, like a bright moon on the darkening Hewu star in the evening.

"As expected of the God of Creation, human life is at stake in a fight. However, I forgot to tell you that each of these gods in front of you has the power of water."

Shen Ming finished sighing pretentiously with folded arms, slightly lowered his upper eyelids, and gave the gods a cold wink, while he retreated into the mansion under the protection of the red-eyed Summoning God.

"Yan Qing, he just wanted to test you." Zuo Luoxing understood what he meant when he saw Shen Ming's appearance, and reminded him with a frown.

"I know, I too... just wanted to try—"

As Yan Qing spoke, his eyes became cold and heartless. Without words to express, the powerful space magic had descended over the Blue Yin River, covering the bodies of every god.

The pitch-black mist silently enveloped the bodies of the gods, weaving a lightless and soundless world in their perception. The gods couldn't feel any temperature or breath immediately, as if their existence had disappeared.

"Divine Art - dispel."

A male deity with medium-length curly hair muttered silently, expanding a space the size of three people in Yanqing's dark space, and regained his perception ability.

"Divinity - the wrath of the river god."

The moment her perception recovered, the female deity with black scales on her legs opened her blue eyes, and endless rivers surged in her pupils. Within a hundred meters behind her, the Blue Yin River rolled out a veil. The sky water curtain roared towards Yan Qing!

Yan Qing glanced short and quickly at the two gods who had used divine spells, reversed the "river god's wrath" with water divine spells, passed from the front side, and raised his hand to hold the god who had not yet come out of the dark space. Out came the hearts of the gods.

Then, without hesitation, pinch it——

"Divine Art - Space Locking."

Although confused by the dark space, but at the moment of life and death, a naked male god gritted his teeth and spit out four words, and the four hearts that were tightly held by Yan Qing were immediately imprisoned in a different place by a strange force. In the space, it cannot be pinched and exploded.

At the same time, another god broke free from the dark space, and a translucent spike in the shape of a cone struck from the rear right of Yan Qing, and below, there was a bloody chain rising from hell, which rushed towards Yan Qing's hands amidst the clattering sound. Attack on feet!

"Didn't the divine inscription tell you? All the magical arts I have seen will be used by me!"

Yan Qing's eyes glanced at the water spikes on the side and rear and the chain below, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and then appeared behind the second god who got rid of the dark space after using the "dispel" god!

He used the divine spell of the second god - space replacement!

At the same time, the chains and water spikes rose behind the gods, hitting the bodies of two gods with weak self-protection ability, golden blood splashed out like golden light, mixed with two muffled groans.

"Stop dawdling! The longer the time drags on, the worse it will be for us!"

A female deity wearing a grass ring had a cold and sharp expression, her green eyes were filled with deadly killing intent, and she was looking straight at Yan Qing!

Immediately, countless green vines bound Yan Qing from different angles, and the neck, wrists, ankles and other vulnerable parts even drew blood stains, intending to hang him directly!

Flames, black swirls, the power to cut space, and the faint sense of explosion in blood vessels, various magical spells fell on Yan Qing's body in different ways, and there was a faint lament in the air, sending the piercing water of the Styx River.

"Scatter, cut, chains, fire..."

At this critical juncture, Yan Qing only glanced at the gods one by one with his silver eyes, and silently recited the magical spells that each god had performed, as if he didn't care about the danger on his body.

Just as the gods were staring nervously, dazzling silver light suddenly flickered in the green vines!

"It's really boring... I'm in a hurry after only playing for a while."

Yan Qing's boring voice came to everyone's ears with the sudden flash of silver light, and then the gods watched the Creator God who was shrouded in countless murderous magic, using their magic in an orderly manner, After canceling out all the magic effects one by one, he even used healing magic to clean up his slightly traced body!

"useless!"

The smile on Shen Ming's face froze for a moment. He didn't expect the power of the Creator God to be so strong, and his estimation of Yan Qing was much higher in his heart. At the same time, he coveted the power of the Creator God even more.

With a cold face, he raised his hand to send the gods away, his lips moved slightly: "Qi Shuang."

"Yes--"

There was a fresh and slightly damp smell in the air, like a gurgling stream flowing through a mountain stream, and Qi Shuang, with moist blue eyes, walked out from the sky above the Lanyin River, surrounded by flower elves with small wings.

Yan Qing's eyes fell on the flower elf who was dancing for Qi Shuang, and his eyes flashed: "Unexpectedly, you still have a few gods that you can see."

Flower elves only appear in places with the purest divine breath. Such elves can be seen everywhere in Green Forest, the land of God's Covenant. When Yan Qing played the moon god, he often accompanied these elves. Even now, if Yan Qing released With the aura of the God of Creation on his body, those spirits would come from Qi Shuang to him with a more pure aura.

However, he has no such plan for the time being.

"That's natural, you can't be the only one with the help of the Lord God." Shen Ming looked at Qi Shuang, as if he was looking at a perfect creation, and his tone was full of appreciation.

"That's true—"

Yan Qing agreed gently, and then looked at Qi Shuang without warning, her silver eyes were cold, splitting the space he was in, and the sound of the mirror shattering suddenly resounded.

Qi Shuang's expression froze, the water droplets all over her body continued to shatter and connect, barely keeping up with the shattering speed of the space mirror, a large number of chapped bloodstains appeared on her body, and her lips suddenly turned pale.

"Yan Qing! Your actions are too presumptuous!"

Shen Ming didn't expect that Yan Qing would do it as soon as he said he would, and hastened to protect Qi Shuang, but the black mist on his body spread more quickly, and his face became paler.

"Just kidding. After disturbing for so long, I'm also hungry. It's time to go back to eat."

Yan Qing's silver eyes glanced at the moisture around Qi Shuang's body, and his pupils were covered by the mist for a moment, but soon returned to normal, and waved his hands in a relaxed tone.

After he finished speaking, he didn't care whether Shen Ming's face was good-looking or not, he pulled Zuo Luoxing to greet him friendly, and a vortex appeared behind him, leading the two of them into the sky and disappearing.

Qi Shuang frowned slightly, always feeling that Yan Qing's look was quite meaningful, and reported to Shen Ming: "Master, Yan Qing may have ulterior motives in coming here."

The black mist on Shen Ming's body expanded again. He coughed twice, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, and stared at the direction where Yan Qing was leaving: "Of course I know, but no matter how powerful he is, he will always take care of the world. I act before I think of a perfect solution, and when he thinks of a way, I will have already ascended to the God Realm and become the new Supreme God."

Qi Shuang heard Shen Ming's flat and disdainful tone, and silently backed away without further words.

Kashgar star.

"Quick, quick! Lolo, change back!"

Yan Qing urged Zuo Luoxing anxiously, his figure became unreal, and Zuo Luoxing quickly realized something, his eyes and hair turned light golden, and his expression changed from solemn to ignorant.

Before he could figure out what happened, Yan Qing quickly got into his body and entered the contract space that he despised so much.

"Speaking loudly..." Zuo Luoxing was extremely surprised, and just about to ask the other party what was going on, he saw the sky of Kashgar star suddenly darkened.

The light quickly faded from the planet, and in the dim view, the tumbleweeds on the plain lowered their bodies, the ladybugs on the leaves and the tiny reptiles in the soil got into the caves one after another, and a huge breath invaded from the distant sea of ​​stars come over.

"How is this going?"

The civilians on Kashgar raised their heads one after another, only to see that one-third of the sun left suddenly fell into the mountain, the sky became dark, and the chirping of insects and birds disappeared, leaving only the voices of panicked people.

In the academy, the dean and all the teachers looked shocked suddenly, their bodies froze and did not dare to move, and the summoning spirit in their bodies was suppressed so much that they dared not even raise their heads.

It is the breath of God the Father.

The soft and fearful voice of Huoshen came from the hearts of all the envoys. Just a few words seemed to exhaust the strength of Huoshen's whole body, and he refused to speak out after conveying the message.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

This trembling silence lasted for about three or four seconds, and finally, the sky shimmered again, and the moon climbed up.

"Scared me……"

Yan Qing came out of Zuo Luoxing's contract space, his back was almost wet with sweat, he didn't expect that dead old man to ignore him while talking so closely!

He just used his identity as the God of Creation to do a little cheating, and the other party's breath followed him like a shadow. Fortunately, he hid quickly!

"Yan Qing, how are you?"

As soon as the aura of the Father God left, Zuo Luoxing immediately changed back to the red-haired and red-eyed look, but he didn't expect that after less than a second, the blond-haired and golden-eyed Zuo Luoxing replaced him again.

"Master Yanqing! Are you okay!"

Zuo Luoxing was frightened by the silence just now, he didn't even let Zuo Luoxing's red eyes out, he had to see it with his own eyes to be at ease.

"It's okay, it's over!"

The tone of the speech is much lighter.

With the other party's proud temperament, seeing it once is already the limit, and he will not deliberately overlook it again, he is safe.

Moreover, the homework copied by cheating was also successfully retained!

"Are you really all right?" Zuo Luoxing was terrified.

"It's really all right! Speaking of which, so many divine inscriptions have been created, and Sene and Odin should be about the same. I'll go and have a look."

The end of the speech has not disappeared, and the person has disappeared in place. Obviously, he went to watch Odin and Sene "create gods".

Zuo Luoxing's outstretched hand didn't have time to touch the opponent's shoulder, so he could only sigh helplessly, his hair and eyes turned red again.

He looked at the direction Yan Qing was leaving, and didn't follow immediately, but thought for a moment, and went in another direction.

Zhang Wenlou's Summoning God has been stripped away, but Zuo Luoheng hasn't. He's going to ask about the result of this battle with the evil god.

Although Yan Qing was always by his side, Zuo Luoxing had to admit that since thousands of years ago, he had only been played by Yan Qing. He couldn't believe what he saw, so he had to find out for himself.

outside the college.

Yan Qing left the academy, but did not immediately go to the place where Sene and Odin trained people, but came to an open space with a wide view.

Just when Yan Qing stood still, the air twisted slightly, the scorching breath began to spread, and the golden light roughly depicted a figure wearing a laurel wreath.

The sun god holding a lyre appeared in front of Yan Qing with a gentle expression, and his golden cloak was gently lifted by the wind.

"Go to the evil god, have you decided?"

Sun God asked him softly, with an imperceptible sigh in his tone.

"It's decided."

Yan Qing stretched out his hand, and the pure white flower of life slowly spun on his palm, and slowly floated into the hand of the sun god.

"Father God is not a fool."

The sun god accepted the flower of life, and reminded him with a slightly worried tone.

"he is."

Yan Qing complained without hesitation.

He verified it.

The author has something to say:

Feng Ping, the father god, was brutally persecuted.