The Goddess of the Gods

Chapter 187 What are you pretending to be?
Phantoms of real dragons and phoenixes floated on the shining crystal ball, and the mysterious and simple sound of dragons and phoenixes lingered in my ears.

The young man lightly raised his hand, and a layer of ink-colored energy surged from his body, and then, he gently pushed the women around him into the distance.

Looking from a height, you can see that there is only one young man standing indifferently in the huge circular open space.

The crystal ball seemed to have sensed something, and kindly floated towards the raised right hand of the young man, and fell towards the palm of his hand. It looked completely harmless, which also surprised the women watching from a distance.

However—crisis always comes in an instant.

Silently, the women who stopped here saw a scene that was enough to make their hearts tremble.

The open space that was originally dispersed by Mr. Mo turned into patches of hot springs at this moment.

The water mist is hazy, and the tempting aroma blows to the face.

Graceful women are playing in the hot spring.

The looming skin and exquisite figure are all the more charming under the rendering of the hot spring.

Fantasy?

Looking at the scene in front of her, Yan Xinya came to this conclusion with a cold face.

She looked around and found that the girls and Yu Muqing had disappeared.

He stretched out his hand to touch the naked woman beside him, but found that the touch of his hand was so real.

The white carcass is as smooth as jade, and the soft skin can be broken with blows.

The drops of water slide down along the fragrant curves, with splashes, and endless lust.

I can see them and touch them, but they can't seem to see me?
Soon, Yan Xinya came to this conclusion.

She looked into the distance again, trying to get some more information, but...

Mr. Mo? !

I wanted to judge the environment more clearly, but I didn't expect that she was not the only person in this space.

Surrounded by thousands of women, there was a young man standing quietly.

Yan Xinya's familiar mask was on his face.

Black and white, like the polarities of yin and yang.

not good!

Yan Xinya noticed that the moment she found Mr. Mo, the expressions of the women here also changed.

His eyes gradually blurred, and a soft moan came from his throat. The group of women bathing in the hot spring stood up one by one.

Centering on the young man wearing a black and white mask, the women walked over coquettishly or shyly.

This situation, for the vast majority of men, can be regarded as a heavenly picture.

Can……

There are always exceptions.

Just as Yan Xinya was running towards Mo Xiaofeng quickly, a black circle rose slowly from the young man's feet.

"Shh-!"

The ink-colored circle spread in an instant, followed by a palpitating silence.

The ink-colored luster runs through the sky, and the entire space is soaked in blood.

Yan Xinya stopped in her tracks.

Staring blankly at the front.

The young man in the black and white mask was still standing there.

But all around him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Under the stump and severed arm, the hot spring was gurgling, and the blood flowed profusely.

Yan Xinya's delicate pretty face turned pale.

She was thinking about what she had just seen.

Mr. Mo stood upright like that, but the black ring, like a sickle, cut off thousands of women before she could react!
A white light flashed in front of her eyes, and Yan Xinya noticed that the world in front of her had changed again.

Mr. Mo was still standing there, but she left the place where she stood first.

Not only her, the girls also ran forward for a certain distance.

So everyone saw that scene just now?
Yan Xinya was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the young man in the distance, he found that he just calmly took off the black and white mask.

Under the mask, there is a stern poker face, calm, neither happy nor sad.

Only those dark golden eyes looked down on the world, filled with a strong sense of oppression.

Mo Xiaofeng looked at the crystal ball in his hand expressionlessly, and the system whispered in his ears.

"Obtain the core of the unowned building, the Dragon and Phoenix Palace, and you can build the mythical level and the only building - the Dragon and Phoenix Palace. 』

As the system's voice fell, the women in the same space were surprised to find that the divine mist that had been covering the world had disappeared at this moment.

And their current location seems to be above the clouds.

Under the feet, there are ink-colored clouds.

has it ended?

Yan Xinya realized that the shackles that blocked the power no longer existed. Perhaps when Mr. Mo got the crystal ball, the restrictions on them were lifted.

After activating his talent, he looked down and found that the Constellation Palace, which was shining with divine light, was just below.

"Mr. Mo, be careful!"

The sudden sound made the faces of the women present change, and behind the young man, the cloudless sky began to distort!

The purple-golden glow began to spread, and a slender figure slowly appeared in the glow.

In an instant, an aura of supremacy in the sky and the world was about to sweep towards the surrounding women, but at the same time, an aura that surpassed the world also rushed out, blocking that terrifying coercion. Down.

"Oh? It's interesting to be able to block the power of this seat."

As soon as this golden light and shadow appeared, his eyes turned to the young man standing on the black dragon.

The grand voice, like the presence of a god, came down from the nine heavens, and it actually made the heavens and the earth tremble slightly.

However, the expression on the young man's face was still indifferent, and no emotion could be seen in those dark golden eyes.

It seemed that he was not surprised by the appearance of this light and shadow.

The power of ink and ink surged, and the surrounding women were immediately included in it. The next moment, the ink cloud dissipated, and the beauties who were standing here immediately disappeared above the clouds.

"Why bother with this..."

The voice of the master of heaven and earth suddenly stopped.

"how is this possible?!"

The golden light and shadow stepping on the void looked around incredulously, only to see that the sky that was originally covered by the vast golden light suddenly had ink-colored mist rising.

Mohe Rivers drilled out of it, and under that kind of majestic power, the golden light all over the sky receded at an astonishing speed.

But that's just the so-called visuals.

The figure standing in the golden light is very clear, this seemingly calm human being has just done an extremely vicious thing.

Block cause and effect!

The future, the past, and other world lines, all of him and himself, are imprisoned here.

Throughout the history of the past and the future, due to changes in certain conditions, changes in historical events will occur, which will cause changes in the world line, and the world will be reconstructed into a new world line that runs through the past and the future.

That is to say, there is no parallel world, and each world line is "a possibility of world history".

But the human being in front of him, at that moment just now, summed up countless him and himself in this space.

In other words, if I die here, then the past, future, or other selves in the world will all die!

Even, it will be deleted from memory.

The body dies, the soul dies, and there will be nothing in the world that proves its existence!
This is by no means an achievement that can be achieved in a world that has just opened its barriers.

Why does such a guy appear here? !

　It took a long time to write the outline, and I haven't finished it yet.Of course, it is expected that a volume of a 300 million-word novel will be written from scratch for a month.For example, such as the Great Master and Douluo, pirates are not counted, and it will be done in a few days.The Archangel has more than 300 million words. I read it back and forth several times, but I haven't finished it yet.

　　
　
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