I, become a god, new world

The Shadow Follower slapped Ye Yan with his giant axe like he was swatting flies.

The gong in his hand was drunk like glass, and even the club was overwhelmed by Yu Wei. Ye Yan was shot flying by the shadow follower at the first thought.

"Fuck... trough!" Eyes widened in disbelief, Ye Yan looked at the unstoppable Shadow Follower in mid-air, and became completely anxious...

"Wow!" A black light cut through the void, and the thunder and lightning penetrated the shadow follower's body...

It was a generally irregular black sword with inexplicable power, and it easily penetrated the body of the shadow follower.

The shadow follower's huge body also seemed to have been hit hard and fell down...

However, the momentum of the black sword still did not stop...It was a coincidence that after the weapon penetrated the Shadow Follower, it happened to accidentally connect with the bewildered and shocked Aiba Six...

And at this moment, Xian Guyong also frowned, and rushed in his mind, but it must be too late...

Not surprisingly, Xian Gu Yong is no faster than this weapon!

When Xian Gu Yong was about to take on this sudden overfire protection "attack", this weapon had already successfully arrived in front of Xiang Yu Liu.

Goodbye, Ye, and sister, Yanhe...

With bitterness in his heart, Xiang Yuliu closed his eyes in despair, and quietly stretched out a tender hand, pressing it against the tip of the weapon, renting it to go further.

Feeling the lukewarm temperature in front of the hair, Xiang Yuliu's eyes widened, and he also found the tender hand sticking out of his arms...

At the same time, Xian Guyong also rushed over, but rushed in another direction, and a fuzzy shadow follower with a similar style rushed over...

"Sister Shi..." Looking at the two ceremonies that were extremely indifferent and calm in his arms in disbelief, Xiang Yu murmured in surprise...

Xiang Yuliu can hardly believe that the pose in his arms is his boyfriend's sister, the girl who has a good relationship with him...

It's terrible...really terrible...

Gorgeous spiral patterns appeared in the pupils, and the two rituals carried an absolutely rational face and flicked the weapon that flicked at their fingertips.

"Crack!"

The blood-black weird sharp blade was easily knocked away by its fingers, and it flew back. Not only that, it was also cracked with a faint crack...

And Xian Gu Yong also separated from the shadow follower at the same time, squeezed his hands on his abdomen, and frowned as he looked at the other party.

In just an instant, her curse was inexplicably erased, so that she easily scratched her body with a sharp blade.

As for the wound in the abdomen, Xian Guyong himself is temporarily unable to function and recover, as if it was severed...

"The power of space... you and her, let's wait a moment..."

Whispering softly, the two rituals, no, or root-style glance at another shadow follower who came suddenly, then looked at the previous huge shadow follower...

The shadow follower, who was very similar in body shape, did not rush to attack, and stood strangely by the side waiting for orders...

Root-style squatted in front of the shadow follower who was slowly recovering on the ground, bent down, and pressed his fine finger on his head...

"That's it, because of the Holy Grail, did Yuan lean out a little again..." It seemed to be muttering to himself, but the huge shadow follower disappeared with his words...

The troublesome shadow follower was easily eliminated by the root cause and disappeared into this world, leaving only an inexplicable crystal residue...

"Can I trouble you to interrupt." With a sure and calm tone, he glanced at everyone present and the "raid" intruder Li Muzi, and slowly walked towards the last follower...

When the words fell, everyone's complexion changed and became stiff...

Whether it is Ye Yan or Li Muzi, everyone including Xian Gu Yong has been imprisoned by an invisible force...

Even Aurora in the state of descending spirits was forced to touch and descend, and the dimmed soul body was floating in front of Feizaki misty leaves, walking on thin ice, as if about to disappear...

Aurora looked at the roots, her pupils were full of horror. She, who was the fourth true ancestor, the strongest weapon in the world, looked at her body without the slightest strength, her heart was full of horror and fear...

"Thank you for your tolerance and generosity..."

Starting from the hearty neutral sound, the gender of the shadow follower looks like a male or a female, but generally it is more female...

The pitch-black figure bent down and made a standard bowing etiquette to the roots, revealing the respect for him.

"It doesn't matter, don't overdo it..." The faint voice fell, and the calm complexion of the roots also blurred...

Panic was mixed with surprises. The exquisite and dreamy magic eyes of the two ceremonies dimmed a lot, but they were still full of vision of life and death.

The root type retreats, the souls of the two rituals once again dominate, but the power of the magic eye has not faded...

"Weaving..." A complex tone came from the mouths of the two rituals. The two rituals covered their heads, a pair of magic eyes were half-open and half-closed, and their faces showed pain...

"Well, I'm back." It was still the hearty voice, but Shadow Follower Ori played with the knife in his hand, and turned his face toward the two rituals that were not suitable for the magic eye.

Although it is not clear what it looks like, it is not difficult for everyone to hear the pleasant meaning in his words.

"..." The two ceremonies did not speak, but they held their heads in both hands and closed their eyes, as if they were in a bad state...

"...I still don't have any strength, it's like a canary..." The voice was a little dissatisfied, and Zhi moved slowly and walked over, and the simple black knife played a knife in her hand.

"Wei...Kill me, kill me!" The voice trembled, but with determination and relief, the two ceremonies raised their heads tiredly and looked at Zhi.

Although we can't see Zhi's face, she can feel her anger inexplicably during the two rituals, which makes her feel inexplicably angry...

"No~ After all, Ye wouldn't allow you to disappear, right? But why would it be you..." The voice was raised a lot, and it seemed to be emotional and unhappy, and it was mixed with a touch of jealousy. Meaning.

But the two rituals when they heard the words were stiff, as if they had reacted to something, the eyes were suddenly full of contradictions and confusion...

"Since I have no sense of death and life, why not die? I thought you would change a little after I died, but I didn't expect it to be so fragile..."

"Although I don't know why Ye's choice at that time was me, but I have disappeared for you so indulgently and gave you a chance... But you, you still haven't made any progress..."

"So, just like me, go and experience death once?"

The voice became more and more bitter, and Zhi in the state of the shadow follower resolutely raised the short knife in his hand and pierced it against the chest of the two ceremonies...

"That's it, Jalan Cave or something, forget it... your emptiness is meaningless."

Loosening the dark dagger clamped on the blood-stained chest, Kori squatted on the body of the two rituals like this, watching the faces of the two rituals gradually turn pale...

As for the grief, indifference and jealous hostility of the people around, Zhizhi didn't care.

"...Weave..."

Tired and trance stretched out his palms, the two rituals weakly touched the void cheeks of the shadow follower, murmured softly, the state seemed to be getting worse...

"Sleep, Shi, next time you wake up, it won't be here..." With a hearty smile, weaving put down the hands of the two rituals, and pressed his palms on the foreheads of the two rituals...

"Sister Shi!"