The five-colored beam of light slowly disappeared, and the monsters returned to their posts. They planted flowers that should be planted, planted trees that should be planted, guarded, dog-headed people, flower-headed people, human-headed dogs, human-headed flowers and ancient trees that cultivate monsters slowly returned to their original state.

At this time, Qin Xuan believed the words of this true person Xuan Lingzi. He used to believe about 20%, but now he believes about 50%. That's right, if anyone can create a new race with the five-color stone.

The human race's humanity should be established so smoothly. It is estimated that the Yue Lao Mansion will be blocked by those from the Huoyun Palace, and their Xirang and Five-Sew Stone businesses should be closed.

Even if this five-colored stone is probably the stone that Virgin Mary repaired the sky back then, it is not the one that created humans. Not to mention this half-step earth immortal, even Qin Xuan himself may not be able to succeed.

Besides, if this piece is a fragment of the stone that Virgin Mary repairs the sky, it will have some qi and causal connection with Virgin Mary. If this thing really creates a new race and creates such a threat to the status of the human race, I am afraid that before the human race can react, Virgin Mary will be slapped to death. Among the saints in the prehistoric world, only Virgin Mary stands only from the standpoint of the human race. After all, you know the world controlled by brothers.

However, to explore that dangerous place, of course, you have to be prepared. So when Xuan Lingzi woke up in a daze, he saw Qin Xuan under his nose and mud in front of him.

"If you have time, fellow Taoist protects the Dharma for me." Xuan Lingzi remembered everything that happened after he fell into that strange state. In that state, he just couldn't control what he did, but his consciousness was an absolutely clear state.

At that time, he was really unable to move and could not move. It was absolutely not an exaggeration to say that he could be slaughtered. Even if Qin Xuan didn't kill him, the Zhang family's brain circuit would always have a little bit of cleverness, but it was reflected in the current Zhang Qiling that he had a brain disease. Xuan Lingzi, the ancestor of the Zhang family, naturally had a little cleverness of cleverness. Not killing me would be saving my life...

Qin Xuan was concentrating on the mud, and he didn't see the affinity on Xuan Lingzi's face at that moment, and he was a little addicted, obsessed, and even a little crazy and even a little addicted.

If he saw it, Qin Xuan would probably run away. Everyone knows that crazy obsession is the standard for the crazy believers of the evil gods in the chaotic divine lineage.

However, Xuan Lingzi instantly restrained his perverted and pathological expression. As a veteran artist who has lived for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, he still has the basic qualities of an actor.

And he knew that his God would not like rude people, nor would he like ordinary people like him who were unorganized and undisciplined, his God, his great God!

Qin Xuan, who had no idea that the sequelae of Xuan Lingzi's infection had not yet disappeared, was thinking about how to deal with the following things while talking to the mud.

"Well, you... fellow Taoist, we have been talking for so long, but I don't know you yet~ Fellow Taoist's real name, I have already given my real name Zhang Xuanling... Let me tell you... Fellow Taoist~" Xuan Lingzi's voice gave Qin Xuan a cautious feeling, making Qin Xuan feel like he was a fragile product. Qin Xuan had goosebumps all over his body. Could this be that Xuan Lingzi's serious injury has not been cured?

Qin Xuan shook his head. Although he was a little doubtful, it was a colorful stone after all. However, it was a good thing that Zhang Xuanling had not been cured at this time, so he would save him from making dumplings by his grandparents and grandchildren.

"Just call me Du'er Zhenren. The name is just a symbol. Is there any problem with what you call it?" Qin Xuan looked up at Xuan Lingzi with a serious expression, and always felt something was wrong. "Do you have been seriously injured in the matter just now? Why not cultivate well for a while."

The great God answered me!!! Is God’s name over evil? He overcomes all disasters. Sure enough, my God is so merciful that I will spread the name of God throughout this world.

Speaking of which, God was caring about me, how could the believers of God Duoge make God worry about me? "Wei... it's okay, but I just haven't recovered. It'll be fine in a while. Lord... it's mainly Wei... What are you, fellow Taoist doing?"

Qin Xuan looked at the calm expression on Zhang Xuanling's face. Although he noticed the flash of obsession, he did not take it to heart. After all, everyone in the Zhang family had a little gaygay, which is normal.

Although he felt terrified, for his incomplete authority of life and death, and for his beautiful future, he endured it. Wuliang Tianzun, when he took the authority of life and death, he would run away. Xuan Lingzi still had to use the colorful stones here to prolong his life. He didn't believe that Xuan Lingzi could go out and cause trouble for him!

Feeling that the soil in his hand was almost done, Qin Xuan began to use the soil to pinch the clay man. You should know that this mud is the soil shining by the five-color light emitted by the five-color stone.

There are always some residual energy of the colorful stone, just like 0.0…09≈1000…0, rounding it is the soil that Emperor Wa created.

It was really difficult for him to just hold a statue of the god without having to ask a backstage to help him lower the things in the coffin just now.

Xuan Lingzi stared at Qin Xuan with an almost crazy look, but he could always turn his attention away when Qin Xuan raised his head. Qin Xuan held a hot gaze that came from somewhere, and after a long time, he finally became a clay man.

The clay man is not big, just the size of an adult's palm. This is a young man wearing a Taoist robe with a long sword on his back. I don't know what Qin Xuan instilled in it. The whole clay seemed to have a god. It was obviously just a clay sculpture, but it showed a free and unrestrained temperament and a sharp edge that could not be concealed.

Unexpectedly, the great god could even use clay sculptures to make handmade clay sculptures. This clay sculpture is really ingenious and craftsmanship, and it is so magical. Xuan Lingzi looked at Qin Xuan with crazy and admiring eyes.

Qin Xuan looked at the mud statue in his hand and nodded, "Since that's the case, please ask fellow Taoist Xuan Lingzi to help me open the passage to enter the underground. I'm going to find what I have lost."

Is the god leaving? Xuan Lingzi was a little reluctant, but he didn't dare to say it, "Wei... Do you don't need me to accompany me?" Qin Xuan shook his head and put the stone statue in the sleeve bag in the sleeve of the Taoist robe. "Don't bother fellow Taoist robe anymore. Fellow Taoist has just had a change. Although he was cured by the meteorite, it's still difficult to get in touch. Fellow Taoist robe shouldn't go down."

Xuan Lingzi looked at Qin Xuan's decisive rejection, but he didn't make much excuse. After all, this was God's concern for him!

Xuan Lingzi obediently walked into the thatched hut, not knowing what methods he had done or opened some mechanism. A black hole of two meters radius suddenly appeared on the land in front of the thatched hut, not far from Qin Xuan.

Feeling the aura coming from the black hole, chaotic, terrifying, and evil, Qin Xuan dared to conclude that the things below were absolutely unrelated to the chaotic divine realm.

However, feeling the vibration of the life star wheel blocked by the power of the heavenly way in the sea of ​​consciousness, the huge terrifying force seemed to be invisibly touching his heart. Qin Xuan gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, but turned around and jumped down.

Xuan Lingzi slowly walked out of the thatched hut, holding a bunch of magic weapons and even magic weapons in his hand. Looking at the empty place, the things in his hand fell to the ground with a "whistle".

"Why? Why? I haven't brought the things I prepared for God yet? My God? What should I do if something happens to you?" Zhang Xuanling's almost crazy expression was revealed.

"No, my god, how can you abandon your believers? Isn't it enough?" Xuan Lingzi looked at the black hole and suddenly had the urge to jump down, but suddenly remembered Qin Xuan's words just now. It would be better if he didn't go down.

Xuan Lingzi looked at the black hole, then looked at himself, looked at the black hole and then looked at himself, and finally saw Qin Xuan pinching mud not far from the black hole, like the remaining soil.

"Is this a gift from God?" There seemed to be some strange black shadow flashing across his head, and Xuan Lingzi unconsciously walked to Qin Xuan's remaining soil.

"It's something that God gave." Xuan Lingzi suddenly turned on some kind of switch, holding the soil on the ground and pinching the clay man frantically.

Soon a mud statue the size of a forearm appeared in front of Xuan Lingzi, and the image of a young man wearing a Taoist robe and holding a compass was really vividly displayed on this mud statue.

Xuan Lingzi looked at the mud in front of him and his eyes lit up, "My god, I want to offer you the best tribute." As Xuan Lingzi said that, the dust that was discarded by Xuan Lingzi appeared in his hands at some time. Xuan Lingzi waved his lightly, and the invisible power spread from the dust.

The flower-headed man closest to Xuan Lingzi suddenly burst out, and the green and red blood was wrapped in invisible power and slowly floated onto the mud statue.

Blood was poured on the mud statue, and the mud statue seemed to have changed differently, "That's it, that's it, I need more, more!" Xuan Lingzi looked at the mud statue with spirituality in front of him, and almost crazy joy and sorrow appeared on his face.

After the words came, Xuan Lingzi stood up in dismay, holding the floating dust in one hand, dragging the dust tail on the ground.

After a few roars, all the creatures in the entire secret realm turned into dust, leaving only blood poured onto the clay sculpture.

The clay sculpture was filled with black viscous liquid, swallowing up the blood. The black viscous liquid slowly turned into black tentacles, and strange scales seemed to grow on the clay statue. The black mist gathered into broken wings behind the clay sculpture.

Even the clay sculpture boy seemed to have black gas on his mouth, forming dense tentacles, weird, terrifying, evil, and chaos. Almost all words that represent chaos and disorder can be used on this weird clay sculpture.

There seemed to be some terrifying existence in the clay sculpture to recover again. The five-colored stone divine light in the sky was shining, and it seemed that it was brewing a full blow, trying to kill the things in the clay sculpture and Xuan Lingzi with one blow.

At this moment, Xuan Lingzi turned around and looked at the clay sculpture behind him. As if he had not noticed the abnormality of the clay sculpture. He held the clay sculpture with both hands and roared madly: "Great God."

It seems to be swearing, as if singing, as if singing, "O my great God, my Lord, I am willing to dedicate everything I have to you, my wealth, my cultivation, and even my life."

The tentacles of the strange clay sculpture seemed to become more rampant with Xuan Lingzi's announcement, waving in the air, unscrupulously declaring that he was about to be born and that the world was about to usher in a new ruler.

"Great God, I will spread your glory throughout the earth!" The chanting continued, and the proclamation did not stop. "Your loyal believers and humble servants will spread your glory throughout the earth! The great God, the supreme Lord, the supreme..."

The existence in the clay sculpture seems to be about to break the clay sculpture and be born in this world. The colorful stones in the sky are about to send a final blow, but after a moment everything is still.

Because Xuan Lingzi spit out the last few words, "The Supreme God of Die and Misfortune." For some reason, the entire secret realm seemed to be still, the wind stopped, the water stopped, and everything seemed to be frozen in time.

The colorful stone, which was brewing the strongest attack, stopped the brewing of strength, and the evil god, who was originally extremely rampant, also stopped the tentacles he was waving.

After a while, the colorful stones in the sky seemed to have some problems, constantly flashing with five-colored mysterious lights. The clay sculpture in Xuan Lingzi's hand, the half-human and half-octopus face, seemed to have turned around, surprised, confused, confused, angry, unwilling, and infinite emotions alternated in the eyes of this evil god who was about to be born and not yet born.

Inch by inch of crack appeared on the body formed by black viscous liquid, and instantly shattered into black mist. The clay sculpture once again returned to the appearance of a young man holding a compass and wearing a Taoist robe.

However, the original clay sculpture's Taoist robe was dyed black, and the colorful stones in the sky shot a mysterious light and fell on the clay sculpture. The endless black air was also collected into the black Taoist robe. The mysterious light and black air kept rotating, and finally turned into the Tai Chi diagram behind the Taoist robe.

Xuan Lingzi then came to his senses in the loss of consciousness and looked at the mess, ruins and debris in front of him, and felt a little strange.

However, when he looked down at the clay sculpture in his arms, his expression became crazy again. Xuan Lingzi, with a confused look, stroked the clay sculpture in his arms, "My Lord, I will spread your glory to the earth."

Xuan Lingzi took a step forward and when he appeared again, he had already arrived at the power source of the Zhang family ancient building. Looking at the "Milotuo" lying in the iron box, Xuan Lingzi chuckled, "You are very good. The damn world does not allow power beyond the world to appear. The great gods are just in need of a group of divine envoys, please follow me."

Xuan Lingzi captured the big bell in the center, and the magic power surged gently. The crisp and pleasant ringtone rang out of the entire underground. Miluotuo and others crawled out of their iron boxes one after another, lined up in neat teams and followed behind Xuan Lingzi and left outside the Zhang family ancient building.

After Xuan Lingzi left, a black shadow popped up from the ground, "I didn't expect that there were such an old monster in the Zhang family, so my Wang family was suppressed.

But this old guy took these monsters and actually left the Zhang family ancient building. What was it?" A black shadow appeared on the ground and was thinking.

Suddenly, he felt a darkness on his head. "Who?" The black shadow looked up and saw Xuan Lingzi staring at him holding the clay sculpture.

"Are you willing to join the Du'er God Cult?" Xuan Lingzi's indifferent voice showed a trace of murderous intent. "You..." The black shadow was about to speak when he saw Xuan Lingzi grab his head and gently lift him out of the earth.

"Are you willing to join the God of Due? Are you willing to be transformed by the God of Due?" Xuan Lingzi's voice appeared in the dark shadow man's ears without any ups and downs.

"I..." The black shadow man hesitated a little, and suddenly felt a chill in his left half of his body and the accompanying pain, and his left arm was cut.

"Are you willing to join the God of Du'er and take over the God of Du'er?" Xuan Lingzi's voice sounded in the black shadow man's ears again. This time the black shadow man's heart trembled and hesitated no longer, "I do!"

"Good." Xuan Lingzi nodded, and the black air in his hand surged between the black shadow man and the black shadow man's broken arms. The black mist glued the broken arms and the human body like glue.

The bell rang lightly, and two Miluotuo, who were as shaped like a body, stepped forward, raised the shadow man and followed Xuan Lingzi toward the ancient building of the Zhang family.

At the same time, in another unknown space, a young man wearing black armor slapped a ghost with evil spirits to the ground, "Are you going to join the Siming Divine Sect?"

The ghost was mumbled and said nonsense that ordinary people couldn't understand. After hearing this, the young man seemed very angry. He slapped again, and the ghost's yin energy was dispersed. "I'll ask you again, are you going to join the Siming Divine Sect?"

The ghost felt the dissipating yin energy, and a bitter feeling could be seen on his face covered by black air, "Duludulu."

The young man was very happy after hearing this. His fingers kept ticking on the watch in his other hand, and a hissing sound appeared from the watch. A slightly vicissitudes of life came out of the watch, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Brother, the Blood Burial Ghost King said he was willing to join the Siming Divine Sect." The young man stood up, stepped on the Blood Burial Ghost King who was about to escape, and glared at the Ghost King with a humming look.

"Very good, keep working hard. We must carry forward the Siming Divine Cult, let the Heavenly Lord see our efforts, and then bring us the two of us under the door!" A voice came from the other end of the watch.

"Okay! Come on for the goal!" The young man rushed upward and didn't pay attention. The upright way of the fight spread downward, "Ah!" The Blood Burial Ghost King screamed.

"Brother, I've trampled the Blood Burial Ghost King to death!!!" The young man looked at the faint Blood Burial Ghost King and said in a crying voice.

On the other hand, Qin Xuan didn't know that there were so many stories behind him. When he stepped into the black hole, he looked at the dark corridor in front of him, and felt a little nervous. He always felt that he was a little arrogant after coming down this time.
Chapter completed!