Miao Yun'er followed, her body was sharp, and the divine power sword in her hand slashed towards the Void Passage, but Song Zheng had no trace.

The void passage closed, and special thunder and lightning flickered in the void, interfering with Miao Yun'er's tracking.

She slashed through the void with a sword, refusing to give up, but there was no way to track it, and the coldness in her eyes had already brought a bit of anger.

The four-headed pope followed closely behind her, his feet fell to the ground, and his powerful divine power was like a big hand, smoothing the scars on the earth, and he dared to stare at Wang Jiu, who had just been awakened, with a dare not speak.

Miao Yun'er still refused to spare those blasphemers, her whole body shook hard, and the entire void instantly cracked seventy or eighty cracks, thinking about different positions, her long hair exploded with a snap, flying all over the sky, every strand of hair was a divine thought, and living creatures frantically drilled into these void cracks.

But after such a search, there is still nothing.

Her long hair slowly regained its calm, and her face was cold, but she turned to face Wang Jiu. Wang Jiudao: "You can't blame me, who knows that the scholar is already a Zhenguo......"

Before he could say anything, a strand of hair shot out like lightning, stabbing him through the shoulder with a snort.

The fat man looked at his left shoulder in disbelief, the strand of hair twisted vigorously, and cold sweat quickly covered the fat man's forehead, compared to the torture and pain on his body, the pain in his heart was more intense.

He looked at Miao Yun'er again, and the latter was just a cold and bland.

Hmmm-

The hair was retracted, she looked around, stretched out a finger, and said coldly, "Over there." Pan Feiyi suddenly noticed that Miao Yun'er's fingers had become almost transparent, and there was light blue divine power flowing in them!

She was shocked, and quickly lowered her head so that the shock in her eyes would not be discovered by the gods around her.

The four-headed pope waved his hand in that direction, and four archbishops with three heads and eight arms volleyed away, opening the way first.

The four-headed pope bowed: "Your Highness, please!"

Miao Yun'er followed along, followed by the four-headed pope, followed by a large number of high-level gods. Pan Feiyi waited until the end, supported Wang Jiu, and the two walked side by side in silence.

She ...... It's not that rhyme anymore. Pan Feiyi said in a low voice.

Wang Jiu shook his head slightly: "Aren't we not the same as before, we are now gods." ”

......

Song Zheng stepped out of the void, and in front of him was a barren gravel beach, I don't know how long ago, a mountain peak collapsed, and a large piece of rubble rolled down from the foundation of the mountain that was only half cut off.

On the gravel beach, a huge she-wolf six feet long has built her lair, which feeds her six children and a ...... Human children!

In the moonlight, all six wolf cubs gathered together under their mother's womb to drink, but this teenager, who was already in his teens, knelt on the ground and prayed with great devotion to a boulder in the lair.

He clumsily carved a statue of a god on the boulder with sharp stones, and it can be distinguished that it is the god of light, the god of a thousand arms and a thousand heads riding a giant elephant!

Song Zheng opened his small cave world and released the dark walkers. As soon as Meng He and the others saw this wolf child, they understood: "This ...... In the mouths of the gods, it will surely become a miracle. Publicizing it will make believers who have been blinded by evil gods even more convinced.

It will become more and more difficult to awaken them in the future!"

They glanced at Song Zheng: "Your Excellency saved this world. Meng He strode forward, and the she-wolf sensed the threat, moved her body, bared her teeth at everyone, and issued a threat.

But as soon as Meng He raised his hand, the power of the origin between heaven and earth moved, entangled the she-wolf, and no matter how angry it roared, it couldn't break free.

The six young wolf cubs showed the wildness in their blood, and howled together towards Meng He's immature wildness.

Meng He ignored the cubs. There was a layer of origin power shrouded in his body, and wherever he walked, the wolf cub was automatically pushed aside.

He stood next to the wolf child. The wolf child seemed to be oblivious to everything, and he was still worshipping and praying. Meng Hedao: "It's useless, the evil god can't save you." ”

The wolf child had just finished praying, pressed the backs of his hands on the ground, palms facing up, and bowed deeply. His forehead touched the ground, and he stopped for a moment to chant something, and then slowly got up.

He turned towards the Meng River.

Menghe couldn't help but be stunned.

Every world has children raised by wild beasts, and they are often savage, crazy, thick-haired, and scruffy in behavior and appearance.

But the wolf boy was very neat and tidy, and his skin was as smooth as egg whites, and there was not a single hair to be found.

The emotion in his eyes was not anger or savagery, but a kind of transparency—which made Meng He feel very uncomfortable, as if these eyes had seen through all the truth.

"Do you think I'm praying to my God to save my life?" he laughed sarcastically, shaking his head, "You heretics are not only unclean, hypocritical, arrogant, but also stupid.

I won't die, I'll be reborn in another way!

After that, the light of my God will shine on every darkness of the whole world, spreading from one kingdom of God to another, and the light will be everywhere!"

His voice stopped abruptly, for a sharp blade condensed by the power of the Source had pierced his throat, making it impossible for him to speak.

But Meng He saw that there was no pain in his eyes, but a joy of success!

He frowned, vaguely feeling that this matter was very strange, but he shook his head, put this distraction away, and after confirming that the Divine Son was dead, he returned to Song Zheng's side.

The Dark Walkers were jubilant, and Yonghe Mentor saw that Meng He's face was a little abnormal, and comforted him: "Don't pay attention to his nonsense before he died, those fanatical believers who were blinded by evil gods are always gods and gods, and they have always been so deceitful. ”

Meng He nodded and didn't say anything more, but he saw the she-wolf. After he was released from his bondage, the she-wolf came to the wolf child, but she did not show sadness, but just crouched beside the corpse, wagging her huge tail.

Song Zheng waved his hand, and a light fell, re-entering everyone into the small cave world, and then broke through the void and turned into a bolt of lightning and quickly left.

......

Miao Yun'er suddenly stopped, some complicated looks surged in her eyes, and after a while, she said, "The Bottle Divine Son is dead." ”

"What!?" The four-headed pope was shocked, and immediately said with hatred: "Those scum in the darkness should be broken into pieces!"

The gods were furious and shouted, "Catch up and kill all those unclean blasphemers!"

But Miao Yun'er did not respond to these requests for war, she said lightly: "Go and welcome back the corpse of the god son of the bottle." But they rushed to the wolf's den, but they did not find the body.

The four-headed pope trembled: "They destroyed the body of the Son of God, and this revenge is not shared!"

Miao Yun'er's void floated above the wolf's den, her eyes as deep as the sea, and she slowly looked through the surrounding void. She landed and ordered, "The most important thing now is to welcome back the Palm Seal Divine Son, this time you must be cautious, and you must not let those dark scum smell any clues!"

The four-headed pope knelt down: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, we must be very cautious this time." ”

Miao Yun'er nodded, whispered in his ear, and then said, "Go, bring back the palm print god son, and my god will give you brilliance!"

"Yes!" the four-headed pope excited.

......

The Dark Walkers returned to the valley and brought the good news of successfully killing the Divine Son, and the entire valley was full of jubilation, which was the biggest victory of the Dark Walkers over the temple after the seer Li Yu!

The whole valley became a sea of celebration! They celebrated with great fanfare, releasing years of pent-up feelings.

The mentors of the three major organizations, Meng He, Yu Huo, and Du Yan, did not dare to take it lightly, and released the sentinels thousands of miles away, carrying out the revenge under the wrath of the temple.

Yong and the mentors came down from the mountain, stood side by side with the three mentors, and said with emotion: "Ladies and gentlemen, if one day, we can completely drive the power of the evil gods out of our world, this valley will definitely become a true holy place!"

The three mentors couldn't help but smile, Yonghe was right, if there is a successful day, this valley will be the starting point of the world's counterattack, the cradle of all victories.

Du Yan asked, "What about Your Excellency?"

"Your Excellency said that there are some things to be taken care of, and told me that in the near future, a new batch of treasures will appear on the list. Yong and the tutor replied with a smile.

......

Song Zheng fell into a strange formation, isolated from the inside and outside, and then stepped into his own small cave world.

In a hidden place, on a square boulder, the corpse of the wolf child god son was placed.

He also sensed the strangeness of the whole thing, the composure of the wolf child god son and needless to say, it seemed too easy to kill a god son.

He spread his hand, and the power of the Yang God enveloped the corpse. After a moment, he slowly retracted his strength, his brow furrowed slightly.

He found nothing.

The soul of the Son of God has dissipated and is a normal death.

There was no longer any life in his corpse, and Song Zheng checked all the way to the deepest depths, and found no traces of possible resurrection, or any arrangement.

At the center of Miko's eyebrows, there is a little divine power hidden. The divine power is similar to his, Wang Jiu's, but it has become dim with the death of the divine son, and the power is constantly dissipating, and it will not be long before it will be completely annihilated.

But he still didn't feel steady: "Is it a sound that strikes the west?"

"There are not only two gods, the temple is looking for the wolf child god son with great fanfare, but it is actually to cover up the true purpose and welcome the other god son back to the throne?"

Song Zheng felt that he had been tricked, he suddenly got up, looked out, found the location of the three mentors, and instantly appeared beside them. (https:)

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