Miao Yun'er followed closely, with a sharp edge on her body, and the divine sword in her hand struck the void passage, but Song Zheng had disappeared.
The void passage was closed, and special thunder and lightning flashed continuously in the void, interfering with Miao Yun'er's tracking.
She slashed open the void with a sword and refused to give up, but she couldn't trace it. The coldness in her eyes had already brought a bit of anger.
The four-headed popes followed closely behind her, their feet landed on the ground, and their powerful divine power was like big hands, smoothing the scars on the ground. They dared not speak angrily but stared at Wang Jiu who had just woken up.
Miao Yun'er was still unwilling to spare those blasphemers. She shook her whole body with force, and the entire void instantly split into seventy or eighty cracks. Looking at different positions, her long hair exploded with a pop and flew all over the sky.
Every strand of hair is a divine thought, crawling crazily into these void cracks like living creatures.
However, after such a search, still nothing was found.
Her long hair slowly returned to calmness, and her face was cold, but she turned around and faced Wang Jiu. Wang Jiu said: "You can't blame me, who knew that the scholar is already a Zhenguo..."
Before he could say anything about digging, a strand of hair shot out like lightning and pierced his shoulder with a hiss.
The fat man looked at his left shoulder in disbelief. The hair twisted hard, and cold sweat quickly covered the fat man's forehead. Compared with the torture and pain on his body, the pain in his heart was more intense.
He looked at Miao Yun'er again, who was just cold and dull.
Swish——
With her hair put back, she looked around, stretched out a finger, and said coldly: "Over there." Pan Feiyi suddenly noticed that Miao Yun'er's finger had become almost transparent.
There is light blue divine power flowing in it!
She was startled and quickly lowered her head to prevent the shock in her eyes from being noticed by the disciples around her.
The four-headed popes waved their hands in that direction, and four three-headed and eight-armed archbishops flew away to clear the way.
The four popes bowed: "Your Highness, please!"
Miao Yun'er followed with ease, followed by the four Popes, followed by a large number of high-level disciples. Pan Feiyi waited until the end, supported Wang Jiu, and the two walked side by side in silence.
"She... is no longer the same Yun'er." Pan Feiyi said in a low voice.
Wang Jiu shook his head gently: "Aren't we no longer what we were before? We are now people of the 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 large pieces of gravel rolled down from the base of the mountain, which was only half left.
On the gravel beach, a huge six-foot-long female wolf built her own lair. She was nursing her six children, and one... human child!
Under the moonlight, the six wolf cubs were all drinking milk from their mother's belly. Only this teenager, who was already a teenager, knelt on the ground and prayed extremely devoutly towards a huge stone in the lair.
He used sharp stones to clumsily carve out a statue of a god on the boulder. It can be distinguished that it is the god of light, a statue with thousands of arms and thousands of heads riding a giant elephant!
Song Zheng opened his own little cave world and released the Dark Walkers. As soon as Meng He and others saw the wolf boy, they understood: "This... will definitely become a miracle when it reaches the mouths of the disciples."
Propaganda will make believers blinded by the evil god more convinced.
It will become more and more difficult to awaken them in the future!"
They glanced at Song Zheng and said, "Your Excellency, you have saved this world." Meng He strode forward. The she-wolf noticed the threat, moved her body, bared her teeth at everyone, and issued a threat.
But as soon as Meng He raised his hand, the original power between heaven and earth moved and entangled the female wolf. No matter how angry it roared, it could not break free.
The six young wolf cubs showed the wildness in their blood and howled at Meng He's immature childishness.
Meng He ignored the cubs. A layer of original power shrouded his body, and wherever he passed, the wolf cubs were automatically pushed aside.
He stood next to the wolf boy. The wolf boy seemed oblivious to everything. He was still praying devoutly. Meng He said: "It's useless, the evil god can't save you."
The wolf boy just finished his prayer. He pressed the backs of his hands on the ground with his palms facing up, and bowed deeply. His forehead was in contact with the ground, and he stayed for a moment while chanting something in his mouth, and then slowly stood up.
He turned towards Meng He.
Meng He couldn't help but be stunned.
There are children raised by wild beasts in every world. They are often savage, crazy, thick-haired, and sloppy in behavior and appearance.
But this wolf boy's whole body was very neat and tidy, and his skin was as smooth as egg white, with not a single hair to be found.
The emotion shown in his eyes was not anger or brutality, but a kind of superior transparency - which made Meng He feel very uncomfortable, as if these eyes had seen through all the truth.
"Do you think I am praying to my God to save my life?" He smiled sarcastically, shook his head and said: "You heretics are not only unclean, hypocritical, arrogant, but also stupid.
I will not die, I will be reborn in another way!
After that, the light of my god will illuminate every darkness in the entire world, spreading from one divine kingdom to another, and the light will be everywhere!"
His voice stopped suddenly, because a sharp blade condensed by the original power had pierced his throat, making him unable to speak anymore.
But Meng He saw that there was no pain in his eyes, but the joy of success!
He frowned, vaguely feeling that this matter was very strange, but he shook his head and put away this distracting thought. After confirming that the Son of God was dead, he returned to Song Zheng.
The Dark Walkers were all jubilant. Instructor Yonghe saw that Meng He's face was a little strange, and comforted him: "Don't pay attention to his nonsense before he died. Those fanatical believers who were blinded by the evil god always talked nonsense."
, they have always been so mysterious."
Meng He nodded and said nothing more, but he saw the female wolf. After he released the restraint, the female wolf came to the wolf boy, but did not show sadness. She just squatted next to the body and shook it.
With a huge tail.
Song Zheng waved his hand, and a light fell down, bringing everyone back into the small cave world. Then he broke through the void and turned into a bolt of lightning and flew away quickly.
…
Miao Yun'er suddenly stopped, a complicated look appeared in her eyes, and after a moment she said: "The Son of God holding the bottle is dead."
"What!?" The four-headed popes were shocked, and immediately they were filled with hatred: "Those scum in the darkness should be cut into pieces!"
The disciples of the gods became excited and roared: "Catch up and kill all those unclean blasphemers!"
But Miao Yun'er did not respond to these requests for a fight. She said lightly: "Go and pick up the body of the Son of God." However, they rushed to the Wolf's Lair, but did not find the body.
The four-headed popes trembled all over: "They destroyed the body of the Son of God. This is an irreconcilable hatred!"
Miao Yun'er floated in the sky above the wolf's lair, her eyes as deep as the sea, slowly looking at the surrounding void. She landed and gave an order: "The most important thing now is to welcome back the Son of God with the Palm Seal. This time, we must be cautious, and we must not
Don’t let those dark scum sniff out any more clues!”
The four popes knelt down and said, "Your Highness, please rest assured that we will be very cautious this time."
Miao Yun'er nodded, whispered in his ear, and then said: "Go and bring back the Son of God with the Palm Seal, and my God will give you glory!"
"Yes!" The four-headed pope was excited.
…
The Dark Walkers returned to the valley, bringing the good news of successfully killing the Son of God. The whole valley was filled with joy. This was the Dark Walker's biggest victory over the temple after the Illuminati Li Yu!
The whole valley became a sea of celebration! They celebrated vigorously, releasing the emotions that had been suppressed for many years.
The mentors of the three major organizations, Meng He, Yu Huo and Du Yan, did not dare to take it lightly and sent sentries thousands of miles away to prepare for the temple's furious revenge.
Instructor Yonghe came from the bottom of the mountain, stood side by side with the three instructors, and said with emotion: "Everyone, if one day we can completely drive the power of the evil god 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 day of success, this valley will be the starting point for the world's counterattack and the cradle of all victory.
Du Yan asked: "Where is your Excellency?"
"Your Excellency said that there are some things that need to be dealt with, and told me that a new batch of treasures will appear on the list soon." Instructor Yonghe replied with a smile.
…
Song Zheng fell into the strange formation, isolated the inside and outside, and then stepped into his own little cave world.
In a hidden place, on a square boulder, lies the body of the wolf boy Shen Zi.
He also felt the weirdness of the whole thing, not to mention the calmness of the wolf boy God Son, it seemed too easy to kill a God Son.
He opened his hand, and the power of the Yang God enveloped the corpse. After a moment, he slowly withdrew his power and frowned slightly.
He found nothing.
The soul of the Son of God has dissipated and he died a normal death.
There was no trace of life in his body anymore. Song Zheng checked all the way to the deepest part and found no trace of possible resurrection or any arrangement.
There is a little bit of divine power hidden between the Son of God's eyebrows. The divine power is similar to his and Wang Jiu's, but it has become dim with the death of the Son of God. The power is constantly dissipating and will be completely annihilated before long.
But he still felt uneasy: "Is it an attack in the east and in the west?"
"There are not only two Sons of God. The temple is searching for the Son of God with great fanfare. Is it actually to cover up the true purpose and welcome another Son of God to return?"
Song Zheng felt that he had been tricked. He suddenly stood up, looked outside, found the location of the three mentors, and appeared beside them in an instant. (https:)
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