Life Control Chart

The Holy God of Xuwu looked coldly at the dozens of martial gods kneeling in front of him. His rickety body had long lost its majestic appearance.

He himself did not expect that there would be more than a dozen Martial Gods existing in the True Martial God Realm, especially Monrov, who was almost touching the threshold of the Realm Lord Realm.

If he hadn't laid out a back-up plan earlier, he might have been beaten to death as a fake Holy God when he rushed into the Buwu Battle Academy.

"Bitch! Xiyue, you bitch!" The Holy God's extremely weak body was filled with unmatched anger.

He didn't expect that Xiyue would be able to find his true identity based on the little sense of the previous fight, and he didn't expect that Xiyue's true strength would be so strong.

After only a thousand moves, the chaotic immortal body that he was so proud of turned into fragmented debris. If it weren't for the unimaginable crystal diamond soul, he would have disappeared from this world long ago.

"It's time to devote yourself to the Holy God. Come one by one. Monrov, you first!" The cold and ruthless words of the Holy God of Xuwu rang out.

A trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of Monrov, who was kneeling on the ground. He also did not expect that one day he would be able to enter the dome of the Holy Spirit and that he would have to sacrifice his own life instead of eternal life with the Holy Spirit.

"What? Are you still hesitating? If that brat hadn't stolen my soul to save you, you would have died long ago!

If the mad dragon hadn't defected, you wouldn't have been the first to enjoy the honor of sacrificing yourself! "The Holy Spirit was extremely angry.

The Holy Spirit's words made Monrov lower his head deeply. The Holy Spirit was right. The relationship between Shi Yu and Da Yu had long been exposed by the Holy Spirit. They also understood why so many Martial Gods were restored in one fell swoop and were saved by the Holy Spirit. God must be attributed to the Holy Spirit.

Tie Wushen lay on the ground and quietly turned his head to glance at An Wushen beside him.

An Wushen was staring at the ground in front of him, his straight eyes showing that he was not calm in his thoughts.

Then he turned to look at Tuoba Martial God on the other side. The master who was now second only to Monrov had already clenched his fists tightly.

Believing in a god and being willing to sacrifice your life for it does not mean that you are willing to be eaten by him as rations. That is not belief, that is fanaticism. Only the madmen on Bloody Island and Zhantu Valley would think so.

But the restrictions that have been deeply rooted in their souls, even though they are not slaves who have been marked as slaves, still cannot harm the Holy God in the slightest.

Facing Pu Wushen's crazy attack, the Holy Spirit didn't even bother to dodge.

However, Pu Wushen's body disintegrated as if he had self-inflicted wounds. Every punch and kick he threw at the Holy God was inflicted on himself thousands of times, beating himself into a cripple. He was lying in a corner of the dome, dazed and lost.

If it weren't for the existence of this restriction that no one knew about, the fragile Holy God in front of him would never be a match for any Martial God. Everyone could tell that he was on the verge of running out of gas.

"Alas! So this is our Holy God!" Iron Martial God sighed deeply in his heart, closed his eyes tightly, and lay on the ground resigned to his fate.

In front of the throne, Monrov's heart had been grasped by the Holy God with one hand, and stabbed into the chest with the other hand. He was instantly peeled into three different bodies, and was presented in front of all the Martial Gods with incomparable cruelty.

The sparkling energy veins.

Red flesh and skin.

A shiny white skeleton.

"That's right! I have practiced martial arts very well, and my energy has been condensed into crystals in my meridians. I can actually successfully peel off the body of meridians formed by my energy. I am worthy of being the best master today!" Holy God sincerely praised! road.

Monrov was not dead yet, and his two dim eyes slowly turned in the eye sockets that were only flesh. It was impossible to tell whether the praise of the Holy Spirit was joyful or sad.

All the Martial Gods are filled with sadness. They feared that their seniors who they once worshiped and were so proud of were all deprived of everything by the Holy God. Expect it yourself

After spending his whole life in the Holy Dome, he got this tragic end.

Just as he was about to grasp the body of the meridians and integrate it into his own body, Holy God Xuwu suddenly felt a huge earthquake under his feet, and the entire Holy God dome shook violently.

"Who!" Holy God Xuwu shouted angrily, and before he could swallow Monrov's meridians, he shot out electricity and went straight to the source of the huge earthquake.

The warrior gods lying on the ground looked at each other with a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

They had just stood up and had not yet poured out of the dome hall, when they saw the Holy God who had just ran out screamed and fell back to his throne.

A figure slowly walked through the door and sneered at the half-dead Holy God. Among the two people behind him, there was the Holy Envoy Kuanglong who had disappeared long ago!

"It's you! You bastard..." Shengshen's extremely angry mood suddenly calmed down, and Shi Yu suddenly broke off in half while yelling at him.

Now that he is not even as good as a martial god, how can he resist Shi Yu in front of him? Trying to escape back to the big world is his final limit.

"Yes! It's me. You should be happy to see me." Shi Yu walked up to the Holy God with a smile and hooked his hand.

"Do you think you are still qualified to sit in this position now?

Do you regret not giving them all the slave mark? Otherwise, if they swarm me, I might run away. "Shi Yu pointed at the martial gods in the palace and teased.

The expressions of all the Martial Gods became weird. Countless years of respecting the Holy God made them unable to tolerate Shi Yu's disrespect. However, the Holy God's cruelty and ruthlessness after his return gave them many thoughts that they should not have.

The mad dragon walked to Monrov silently, sighed, and stretched out his hand to put the three bodies together.

The only glimmer in Monrov's eyes gradually condensed.

"Even if they swarm up, they are still no match for you." Holy God Xuwu said coldly. He could see that Shi Yu was no longer the ant he had been before.

"Click" Holy God Xuwu split the throne in half, sat on one side, and pushed the other half slightly away, leaving it for Shi Yu.

Shi Yu smiled slightly and sat on it without any care.

Neither Holy God Xuwu nor Shi Yu spoke anymore, watching quietly as the mad dragon pulled Monrov back from the brink of death.

Monrov, whose vitality was severely injured, no longer had the strength to stand in the hall even if his three bodies were united into one. He leaned softly on a bamboo chair and looked at the two people on the throne blankly.

"Sit! Sit down!" Shi Yu's warm greeting suddenly sounded in the cold and silent hall, as if the host was entertaining guests from afar.

A dozen bamboo chairs immediately appeared behind all the Martial Gods.

All the Martial Gods looked at each other, then sat down with sinking faces, looking at the two people on the throne.

Shi Yu's sudden appearance greatly exceeded their expectations, and his outstanding cultivation exceeded their imagination.

Even the Holy Spirit had to give up half of his glory for Shi Yu to enjoy, and they had more ideal expectations for the outcome of everything today.

What surprised the martial gods were the two people standing behind Shi Yu. Although they didn't know who Long Kuang was, they all knew Kuang Long's identity.

Seeing that the holy envoys in the past ignored the Holy Spirit, but obeyed Shi Yu's orders, all of them looked hesitant.

The Holy God of Xuwu was also squinting, but no matter how he urged the slave seal, the mad dragon had no reaction.

Holy Envoy Kuanglong, True Immortal Dragon Kuang, and now the top monks of Daxu and Zhenwu have all been taken under Shi Yu's command, which makes Holy God Xuwu not annoyed.

Seeing everyone in the hall sitting down one by one, Shi Yu smiled lightly and said: "Xu Wu Shengxian, your great realm, I shouldn't stop you from doing anything. However, these people were not kind to me back then, and I really can't sit here

Ignore it. "

Shi Yu propped up his chin with one arm and looked at the dozen or so martial gods sitting in the hall. When he saw the bloody Pu Wushen, he was slightly startled and a green light popped out.

Several Lingxiao fruits melted in his mouth, and Pu Wushen's body quickly recovered. His ashen complexion became slightly shiny, and he nodded slightly towards Shi Yu.

Monrov, Anwu Shen and Tie Wushen felt very uncomfortable when they heard Shi Yu's words.

They were indeed very kind to Shi Yu back then, but that was based on letting Shi Yu practice the Chaos Immortality Technique that would lead him to death. To put it bluntly, it was pure use, without even the slightest good intention.

"Hmph! It's me you should be more grateful to! Without the skills, soul relics, and those holy coffins I left behind, you would be nothing more than an ant now!" Holy God Xuwu was very disdainful of Shi Yu's intervention to rescue God of Martial Arts. .

Shi Yu shook his head and said: "These are two different things. Your skills are indeed extraordinary and I have benefited a lot. It can be said that I would not be where I am today without you.

But I am not you. Look at them. Every one of them is a hero when released, but you have raised them into cattle and sheep that can be enjoyed at any time. I can't do this. It is my principle to repay kindness. "

"Principle? Then how do you repay me? I am the one who has given you the greatest favor!" the Holy God of Nothingness said coldly.

Shi Yu shook his head again, "Did you take the initiative to give it to me? Even if you forced me to learn or practice?

You just throw everything into the big world and let the monks think and try on their own. You don't care about life or death. What kind of kindness is this?

On the contrary, you should be grateful to these people who have practiced your skills and made a smooth path for you to practice.

Look at those Chaos Immortal cultivation experiences, they are already much better than the earliest techniques you left behind! You feed all living beings like cattle and sheep, and you still need blood to thank you? "

"At least you took away the treasure I left in the two realms!" The Holy God of Xuwu was greatly weakened, but his temper was not enough for Shi Yu to belittle him at will.

"Who can tell the cause and effect? ​​If it weren't for the inexplicable forbidden way to enter the world, how could I have come to the Daxu Immortal Realm, and then broke into the Zhenwu God Realm?" Shi Yu suddenly became cold and stared at Xu. Wu Shengxian.

"Hmph!" Holy God Xuwu snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Just as Shi Yu said, if we trace the cause and effect, there will be no end to the question of the birth of the world.

"Okay! I don't want to talk about the past anymore, let's talk about the future.

Xiyue beat you like this and ran away in embarrassment. But even if you devour them all, how much can you recover?

I don't know why Xiyue didn't chase her, but if you want to go back to that place, how many times can you hold her back? "Shi Yu said, pointing to all the martial gods in the hall.

Holy God Xuwu asked in surprise: "How did you know it was Xiyue? Have you met her?"

Shi Yu shook his head and said: "I just met a realm master. He said that Xiyue was chasing you. I suddenly heard that you had returned to the Daxu Zhenwu Realm. Of course I thought you were beaten by her and fled."

Holy God Xuwu was silent for a moment, and said with shame: "Yeah, I thought I was invincible, or at least the top among the world masters, but in the end... hehe..."

"That day in the soul-washing pool, Xiyue wasn't half of her true spirit and soul, right? You misjudged her strength." Shi Yu asked.

The Holy God of Xuwu nodded and said: "Indeed, at that time she may have had less real spirit and soul than I took out. She just made that appearance."

Shi Yu laughed and said something that made Holy God Xuwu feel a little calmer: "Think openly, you are not the first Realm Lord to fall into her hands, at least you ran away!

The worst thing I have ever seen was that half of her soul was torn away by her, and her soul was bound to her body and locked in a forbidden place for countless years without being able to escape. "