Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"Ah... Who is the demon star?"

"Who is the demon star?"

"Who is the demon star?"

The ancient wind roars into the sky, his eyes are congested, and his hair is windless. He hates it!

Who is the demon star?

It is said that demon stars appear, taboos appear, and heaven and earth are robbed!

It is said that the demon star is the source of chaos and will destroy the sky and the earth?

But what about the facts?

The fact is that he, the demon star, is trying his best to save all sentient beings in the face of the disaster of heaven and earth. But those gods who have always advertised justice and nobility slaughtered all living beings at the time of great disaster.

Who is the real demon star?

The ancient wind roared up to the sky. He asked the sky and the earth. Who is the demon star? Who is the curse of the world?

"God! Is this what rules the world? If you really rule the world like this, I swear again today that sooner or later I will kill jiuxiao and pierce the sky, I will kill you myself, and I will exchange the blue sky for the sky! "

Boom!

The answer to the ancient wind is thunderous bursts. The declaration of the ancient wind seemed to be really heard by God. Bursts of thunder and endless dark clouds soon shrouded the whole sky.

Boom!

Another series of snow-white and bright lightning fell, like a milky way without turns, leaning down.

But these lightning did not come to the ancient wind, nor did they go to the gods, but fell naturally.

Lightning shrouded the whole land of Qingzhou. Hanging lightning cleaved down. I don't know how many human buildings and peaks were destroyed.

Countless creatures died under these lightning, turned into fly ash and disappeared from the world forever.

This is the power of heaven, which is different from the power of those true gods.

At this moment, it seems that God abandoned the whole Qingzhou and took the initiative to rob and help destroy the world.

"Ah... Why? Even God abandoned us? "

Seeing this scene, the whole Qingzhou was roaring and the whole Qingzhou was wailing.

When things got to this point, people were completely desperate. At this time, there are not only man-made disasters, but also natural disasters. How can all sentient beings live?

Boom!

The sea roared at this time, and the blue sea surged up a hundred feet of huge waves. It was only a few breaths, and some huge coastal cities were completely submerged.

Countless peaks began to collapse, rolling boulders flew all over the sky, and all creatures in the mountains disappeared forever under such turbulence.

The earth is trembling, startling cracks spread, and human buildings collapsed madly. I don't know how many people died.

"Do you really want to kill them all?" Countless people were yelling again, and countless people went out and knelt at the door of their homes, constantly kowtowing to heaven, praying that God could let them go.

However, the response they received was snow-white lightning. There was a flash of white light and nothing left.

At this time, the whole land of Qingzhou is performing such a scene. 108 countries were destroyed in an instant.

Two hundred true gods and three thousand false gods are like a life-threatening impermanence, chasing monks to kill all over the world.

The whole Qingzhou is full of wails and shouts. Everywhere is full of desperate screams, miserable, like purgatory on earth.

From a distance, Gu Feng saw a group of people flying towards themselves, and their faces were full of panic and despair. After seeing the ancient wind, they seemed to see hope, roared one by one, and finally knelt at the feet of the ancient wind.

"That's the ancient style, the king of Qingzhou, that's our king of Qingzhou!"

The ancient wind was regarded by them as the hope of survival. A group of more than 100 people immediately roared and broke their heads one by one, hoping that the ancient wind could save their lives.

"Get up!"

The ancient wind roared and rushed to the rear of the group. He guarded these people with his body, his eyes wide and looked at the direction when he came.

Soon, several people chased and killed here. It turned out to be five empty gods.

"Hum, I see where you mole ants can go?"

The five empty gods sneered and didn't look at the ancient style at all.

In their eyes, the ancient wind is just a little monk in the divine bridge. As a high God, they won't look at the ancient wind at all.

"Our king is here. You can't kill us!"

Behind the ancient wind, someone roared. As if the ancient wind can bring them an endless sense of security.

They hide behind the ancient wind and are so down-to-earth that they are not afraid even in the face of five virtual gods from China.

"Your king? Is that the little boy? Ha ha... Ridiculous! "

The five virtual gods looked up and down at the ancient wind, and even laughed wildly.

Gu Feng is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his face is still childish. In their eyes, he is a suckling child, which is a joke.

Soon, however, they paid for their foolish behavior.

At this moment, the ancient wind shone all over him. He rushed into the crowd and blew 108 heavy fists like lightning. The laughter of the five people is still echoing in the air, but they have been blasted into slag by the ancient wind.

"Good! Worthy of our king, our eternal king! "

At this moment, more than 100 people kowtow to the ancient wind crazily again. They simply regard the ancient wind as a God, an omnipotent God who can provide them with a safe God.

"Get up, you can't go around like this, or you'll die sooner or later."

After that, Gu Feng took out the purple gourd and said to the people again, "I'll put you away first, and then I'll take you to an absolutely safe place."

"Thank you for the ancient style and our king!"

People kowtow again, and they have respected the ancient style to an unprecedented height. If they can be accepted by the ancient style, it means safety. They have absolute trust in the ancient style.

After putting away more than 100 people, Gu Feng was about to leave. However, his heart was tight and his back was cold.

At this time, he felt a great crisis and felt that he was stared at by a wild beast, which made his heart throb.

Obviously, he encountered a real God. If he was stared at by the virtual God, he would not have this sense of crisis.

He looked ahead, and the figure of an old man appeared in his sight. The alarm and palpitation just came to help the old man.

The old man was expressionless, disillusioned step by step from the distant horizon, and soon came to the ancient wind.

"Is that you?"

Seeing the visitor clearly, the ancient wind's heart was a little more secure, and the boundless anger also spread.