In the garden of a luxurious villa in China, Hangzhou, there was a handsome man in green standing in the garden of a luxurious villa. He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows and starry eyes, his lips were thin, and he exuded an extremely firm charm.

He bought this luxurious villa for his parents, in order to let his parents enjoy their happiness. He stayed away from the demolition building, but his parents were a little uncomfortable.

They were used to hard life, and suddenly became rich people who could wear clothes and eat. For them, everything was in chaos.

"Young Master! Dinner is ready! Master, my wife asks me to call you over." A middle-aged man dressed in a housekeeper bowed and said.

Qin Yang faced the red sunset, his heart was peaceful and peaceful, and he was not stained with dust. He ignored the housekeeper, gently closed his dark eyes, took a deep breath of the dirty air on the earth, and slowly vomited it out, neither absorbed nor stored.

It was just a formality. His body was a diamond body of a fairy-level. Although he could not use magic power and magic, the dirty air could not infect him at all. He had been thinking about the solution, but he had no gains.

In this way, a hundred years have passed, and his parents have passed away one after another. The wishes and concerns have not been made, and it is time to leave.

The next day, early in the morning, a red sun slowly rose in the sky, sweeping away the cold brought by the night and bringing warmth to all parts of the world.

He dismissed his servant, turned around quietly, sacrificed the spiritual roots of ancient heaven and earth, and left silently.

Shortly after he left, a black light shone across the void and descended to the center of the villa. The villa instantly turned into nothingness. A middle-aged man with brown hair and blue eyes, white robe, his clothes were clamoring, standing in the sky ten thousand meters in the wind, his eyebrows were frowning, and he stared at the white-clothed Bodhisattva holding a jade bottle with a smile on his face.

"Are you Yangliu Guanyin?"

"Yes, it's the deity."

"Why did you, the Western god, come to our east for no reason? Let's tell you the whole story quickly, otherwise you will definitely not return."

Of course, Jesus would not tell the story of his favourites in Qin Yang's many ancient spiritual roots. If he obtained the ancient spiritual roots of heaven and earth, he would probably become the most powerful god on earth.

By then, he can do whatever he wants, establish a new supreme sect, be honored as his ancestor, take the earth as his own, and countless gods as servants, even if his father, God the Lord, bows his head.

"Haha! Yang Liu Guanyin was joking."

"I am not here to take the wild, but to pursue fugitives. Since there is no place here, then God will leave."

After speaking, Jesus was about to leave, but Guanyin Yang Liu did not give in and blocked him before Jesus, making him unable to leave calmly.

"I want to leave? No way."

"Do you think our Dongfang is where you come whenever you want and go whenever you want?"

"You must apologize and make compensation, otherwise, even if God the Lord comes in person, you will not want to take you away." A beautiful and beautiful female voice slowly spoke from Yang Liu Guanyin's mouth.

"Swoosh--" A black light flashed, and the spear of fate was tightly held by Jesus. Jesus felt a little relieved. He understood in his heart that it was very dangerous to be alone in the East.

If it weren't for his father, God the Lord, who supported him, he would have died in the East. Leaving the East immediately is his best choice at present.

Jesus controlled the spear of destiny and turned into a black and white light that stabbed the willow Guanyin.

Seeing this, Yang Liu Guanyin was not willing to be outdone. The willow branches in the jade bottle in her hand flew out instantly to resist the spear of fate, but it was also in danger.

Yang Liu Guanyin is also a god, and she has a close connection with the real person Cihang in the prehistoric world. Her strength is the perfect strength of the Immortal Period.

There are many people who believe in her in China, which has caused her strength to dissipate the spiritual energy, which is seriously polluted and has constant crisis.

Although Jesus and Guanyin Yang Liu were both perfect in the celestial period, she did not meet Jesus holding the spear of fate, but her strength was even weaker.

She had long noticed this. When the spear of fate pierced the Yujing Bottle, Yang Liu Guanyin's mind was instantly injured. She turned into a white light and fled here. She knew her situation very well.

If she doesn't escape, she will be stabbed by the spear of fate and will be wiped out.

This kind of destruction is different from the past. Under the influence of fate, it will erase everything about Yangliu Guanyin in the way of heaven, and there will be no such god in the memory of sentient beings.

This is the fall of the real god, and every god is very afraid of the power of fate.

Jesus had no sorrow or joy in his heart. He had no time to chase and kill Yang Liu Guanyin, and his body flashed and flew away from the east.

Suddenly, a thousand-foot green light followed Jesus and rushed towards him. After a closer look, the green light was like an extremely lively blue dragon.

"Damn it! It's him." Jesus said viciously in his heart.

Jesus was extremely familiar with the gods in the East. Although there were not many gods he could not afford to offend, there were also many, and Guandi was one of them.

As Guandi, who has the early stages of the Golden Immortal, he can easily defeat Jesus, but it still takes some trouble to kill Jesus.

"Hahaha... With this emperor here, how can you escape easily?" I saw that this man was nine feet long, his beard was two feet long, his face was like a heavy date, his lips were as polished as a paint, his eyes were red phoenixes, and his eyes were lying in silkworm eyebrows. He was handsome and majestic.

He was wearing a green robe and rode several feet long with blue eyes, chasing Jesus.

The two chased and fled, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the junction of the East and the West. The Spear of Destiny and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword had already fought for countless rounds.

Jesus was suppressed and beaten. As for God, Jehovah, who could not sense Jesus' place at all, it was obvious that there was a god blocking his perception.

Except for a few people who dare to challenge him, it can be said that no one in the earth world is his enemy.

God the Lord thought his Son was safe, so he had no worries in his heart.

"Guan Di! Wait, I will definitely take revenge." Jesus swung his white robe, covered his left arm and shoulder and disappeared into the sky.

"Haha... I am waiting." Emperor Guan held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his right hand and sneered, his eyes always staring at Jesus' back. The five-inch long and deep wounds were visible to the bones, and his expression was quite dissatisfied.

As more and more gods are recovering, more and more battles are fought in the dark between the gods on Earth, and finally the battle on the surface breaks out.

All this has nothing to do with Qin Yang. He has already returned to the prehistoric world with the help of the space-time mirror and the world of gods.

In the world of the Gods, time passed slowly, and only more than ten years have passed, and his mentality is very peaceful.

Qin Yang rode a horse to the nearest checkpoint. He looked up and saw that it was Chentang Pass. Qin Yang was very clear about Chentang Pass. He showed a mysterious smile on his face and slowly entered Chentang Pass by crossing his horse.

He bought a house a hundred meters away from Li's Mansion and settled in peace.

In three days, he found out from his neighbor that there were two young men in the Li Mansion, the eldest was Jinzha and the second was Muzha. When he heard this, he felt a little happy, "Nezha has not been born yet, it seems that this young man is not too late."
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