Xuantian Dragon Zun

Puff, puff, puff. . .

In the Dark Holy City, senior members of the God Killing Society were sucked out of the queue one after another and blasted away by the huge sword light.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at this scene in disbelief. You must know that this is the Dark Holy City in the West, the face of the Dark Clan in Xiniu Hezhou!

The most important thing is that three main gods have already come to the city, but they allow this Eastern Buddhist Xuantian Dragon Lord to act recklessly there, and in the end he doesn't even dare to fart? !

Watching one after another high-level personnel of the God Killing Society being slashed and exploded in the air, the cruel scene made countless viewers feel pain. You can imagine how those involved must feel in their hearts.

"You actually have the time to scold your little girlfriend here?!" While he was killing the members of the God Killing Society with his sword, a small part of Du Long's consciousness caught the sound transmission of Bill's consciousness, and he immediately He said with an indifferent expression: "It seems that you still don't know where you went wrong!"

Bill's soul trembled suddenly. He never expected that Du Long would still pay attention to his every move.

"No...no! Xuantian Dragon Lord...please spare the little one?! Just think that the little one has helped you unintentionally, and treat the little one as a fart!" Bill stammered. , begging for mercy in a low and righteous voice.

"Haha! It seems you are not stupid at all!" Du Long said with a sarcastic smile: "Because you are a member of the Gusta family, it is impossible to spare your life. Seeing as you did help unintentionally For my sake, let me give you a happy ending!"

"No!!"

Bill screamed in horror. He obviously understood the meaning of Du Long's words. He obviously thought he was troublesome and planned to kill him directly.

Peng!

A pale yellow flame burned blazingly on Bill's soul energy body, and then he saw Du Long's palm holding his soul energy suddenly squeezed and exploded in an instant.

Waves of painful wails could be heard endlessly. Bill's soul energy did not dissipate after being crushed, but was burned directly by the pale yellow flames.

That was a creation-level flame. Even after Du Long diluted it countless times, it was still enough to burn similar soul energy to nothing.

The Fire of Creation, as the name suggests, is the flame born at the beginning of creation, and it has an extraordinary effect on the entire fledgling world.

Not only can it create the world, its terrifying burning power is definitely unparalleled by other flames in the world!

Countless pairs of eyes witnessed Bill Gusta's spirit disappearing into ashes, and many people who knew him were secretly lamenting.

Those who had grudges against him were naturally ecstatic, but his relatives and friends all showed indescribable emotions.

Some are annoyed by his stupidity, and some are saddened by his fall.

Among Du Long's thousands of arms, he also held a ball of divine soul energy body of God Killer Guild Master Gray. Naturally, he also saw the fate of his unsatisfactory direct clan member.

Gray Gusta's heart was filled with sadness. Once upon a time, he, the leader of the God Killing Guild, had dominated the city for endless years, but he never thought that he would end up like this.

You know, in addition to being a powerful paladin on the surface, he also secretly has the ability to break through and reach the realm of the Lord God at any time.

However, even after hiding such a behind-the-scenes trick that shocked the world, he still couldn't escape the disaster in the end!

Thinking back to the days when he couldn't sleep for a long time not long ago, he finally understood where the uneasy feeling came from. Even if he had the strength to break through and reach the realm of the Lord God in a short period of time, he still couldn't believe that this was a destined fate. !

"Hahaha..."

Just when various thoughts were flashing in the minds of many people, bursts of provocative laughter suddenly resounded throughout the world, and it was Du Long who looked up to the sky and laughed wildly inexplicably.

"Have you Westerners seen this?! This is the Dark Clan that you have sworn loyalty to for endless years! The three majestic Dark Gods came to this city, and you actually watched the Dark Clan being killed one after another!"

"The so-called Dark Clan and Light Clan in the West! In fact, they are not the original inhabitants of the Pangu God Realm. They are just a barbarian group that suddenly appeared from nowhere!"

"However, there are still so many Westerners who choose to believe in them, and for this reason they are willing to give up the ethnic groups they once believed in so much!"

"The Dark Clan that you swear allegiance to may not necessarily regard you as the true people of the Dark Clan. At most, you are just the colonizers of the Dark Clan in the Pangu God Realm!!"

In the Dark Holy City, Du Long's voice spread like spring thunder, which was clearly intended to touch the foundation of the Dark clan here.

Many onlookers looked puzzled, and some people had already known some of the secrets behind this, so they didn't think there was anything wrong with Du Long's words.

However, there are still many people who are unwilling to believe Du Long's words. As they have believed in the Dark Clan since childhood, it is naturally impossible for them to suddenly change their beliefs just because of a few words from someone.

Du Long didn't expect his words to have much effect. He deliberately wanted to plant a seed in the hearts of those Westerners. This seed would inevitably take root and sprout one day in the future due to various factors.

"Dragon Master Xuantian! You have gone too far!" Hawkins Gusta finally couldn't help but said loudly: "The reason why we haven't taken action yet is out of consideration for the overall situation of the East and West, in order not to cause trouble in the East and West world. During the war, I can tolerate you resolving the personal grudge between you and the God Killing Society in public!"

"But those words you just said have already crossed the line. Everything must be based on evidence. Don't go out and throw dirty water on the Dark Clan with unfounded things!"

"Hehe!" Du Long sneered with disdain on his face: "Have you finally stopped being a coward?! Tell me who you are?! The master of the God Killing Guild, Gray, is one of your original clones. Bar?!"

"I am the Lord of Darkness, Hawkins Gusta!" Hawkins no longer concealed his true identity and said: "Gray Gusta is indeed my original clone. I hope Xuantian Longzun will vent his anger. After your hatred, if you can let my clone go, no matter what your request is, I will try my best to satisfy you!"

Du Long looked slightly startled, obviously not expecting that the other party would admit it so easily. His eyes quickly moved for a moment and he immediately thought of some possibility.

"Since Gray is your original clone, why do you use different names to show your identity?!" Du Long asked calmly.

At this moment, Hawkins and others had revealed their true bodies, and Du Long could clearly see their expressions and behavior.

As this question was raised, you could see Hawkins's expression changing slightly, but quickly returning to normal. This detail was extremely difficult for an unintentional person to spot, but Du Long, a person who was interested, could see it clearly.

"Due to some personal reasons, my clone and I use different identities to face the world. Please forgive me for the inconvenience of Xuantian Longzun telling me about this!" Hawkins directly found an excuse to refuse to answer Du Long's question. question.

"Hmph!" However, Du Long had no intention of letting the other party go. He snorted coldly in public: "I don't think it's because of some personal reasons?! I have never heard of anything like this in the Dark Clan. This origin clone technique, you deliberately conceal the truth behind this... Is there an unknown conspiracy?!"

"You are thinking too much!" Hawkins frowned slightly, but pretended to be calm and denied: "Xuantian Longzun likes to make guesses out of thin air, and he really doesn't let anything go!"

"This is a reasonable conjecture based on facts, not a guess based on thin air as you said!" Du Long shook his head and sneered: "During the long years of the reign of God Killer Guild Master Gray in the Endless Era, it seems that the original clone is in your dark This clan has a long-standing magic, and you have deliberately concealed this magic for endless years. If there is no conspiracy behind it, then only you undead in the West will believe it, right?!"

Faced with Du Long's aggressive question, Dark Lord Hawkins' expression became a little ugly, and even the expressions of the two Dark Lords standing beside him changed slightly.

Du Long, however, saw all the changes in their expressions, and a faint sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he continued: "In my opinion, there should be quite a few people from the light and dark tribes in the West who know this set of original clone techniques, right? ! That means... the number of the main god-level powerful men of your light and dark tribes will most likely increase by more than twice at the critical moment!"

Wow!

The entire Dark Holy City was instantly in an uproar. Many people were stunned by Du Long's speculation, and started talking without caring about the presence of the three main gods.

Bang bang bang!

In front of everyone, Hawkins Gusta squeezed out a slightly stiff smile on his face, gently clapped his hands and said: "I have to say that Xuantian Longzun's imagination is really rich. If you go Being a director will probably make him famous all over the world!"

Hawkins did not directly deny Du Long's speculation, but chose a very clever way to answer Du Long's question with ironic words.

As expected, many people looked a little shaken, but the temporary wavering could not change the suspicion in their hearts.

However, the suspicion of ordinary people has no effect at all. Only the suspicion of those at the top has some influence.

"Haha!" Facing Hawkins's sarcastic answer, Du Long chuckled indifferently and said: "Can I ask you another question?! This original clone technique of your light and dark tribes can be used at once. How many origin clones can be separated?! Is it two or like the one qi transforming into three pure beings in our Eastern world, can three origin clones be separated?!"

"I'm sorry! This is the secret of my clan's cultivation. I'm sorry to tell you!" Hawkins was almost mad at Du Long, and in the end he could only refuse to answer the question with a sullen face.

"Oh!" There was no dissatisfaction on Du Long's face at all, but he replied meaningfully: "Master God Hawkins has admitted that the original clone technique is the secret of the practice of the dark clan in the West?! Haha!"

Hawkins didn't expect that the other party would catch the key point. For a moment, he didn't know how to retort. His whole face turned red, as if he had eaten a fly.

"Everyone in the world says that Longzun Xuantian can speak eloquently with his mouth. It is indeed extraordinary when I see you today. Your ability to quote out of context really puts me to shame!" Hawkins could only respond out of context.

"Haha!" Du Long had no intention of continuing to argue with the other party on this issue, and immediately chuckled nonchalantly: "Among the group of people who have been abandoned by you, there must be no other original clones of the Dark God. Right?! No wonder you gave up on these people without hesitation!"

As the two sides exchanged words, they saw that only two figures were left among the hundreds of senior members of the God Killing Society.

Although those people had already greeted all the eighteen generations of the three dark lord gods in their hearts, they did not dare to insult each other in public.

You must know that behind every senior member of the God Killing Society, there is a huge family. If they dare to insult the three dark gods in public, the relatives behind them will definitely not end well.

In this way, they can only accept the reality resignedly. It is nothing more than the difference between dying one step earlier and dying one step later.

"I just said that this is a personal grudge between you and the God Killing Association. I don't want it to be involved in the conflict between the Eastern and Western camps. We are focusing on the overall situation. I believe that these members of the God Killing Association can do it for Sacrifice for the sake of the overall situation, they will definitely be able to return to the embrace of the Dark God of Creation after their death, even though it is glorious!" Hawkins replied again.

Although this answer seemed a bit far-fetched, some people who were loyal to the Dark Clan still listened. There were even senior members of the Gods Killing Society who were preparing to die and loudly shouted some slogans in support of the Dark Clan.

As a result, what was originally a slap in the face of Diablo Yifang turned into a tragic show, and many viewers in the Dark Holy City began to become a little angry.

Seeing this scene, the three major dark gods were so surprised that they couldn't help but reveal playful curves on their lips, and looked at Du Long with eyes that were watching a good show.

"Yo?! Since you are so courageous, I will let you die more vigorously! This will save you from feeling uncomfortable if you die too quickly!" Du Long said this sentence without any concern in the face of provocation.

Immediately afterwards, those guys who yelled the slogans the most fiercely began to ignite with blazing flames, and instantly turned into human-shaped torches and burned blazingly.

Screams came one after another, but unfortunately, because the body was restrained and unable to move, even the chance to struggle was lost. All he could do was watch the flames incinerate his body.

For a time, the voices shouting slogans decreased. The remaining senior members of the God Killing Association who did not shout slogans all became mute. They were obviously frightened by those human-shaped torches.

Du Long stopped embarrassing them and gave them a quickie. Only the dozen human-shaped torches were left in the air still wailing in pain.