I, the lord of ghost stories

This figure seemed to be extremely shocked, even the light on the surface of the divine body was flickering, and sparks scattered in the air.

"The last words end here."

Yuu Sifengyuan raised his hand and pressed it down.

The deeply condensed power surged rapidly to form a vortex, and a large number of dark clouds gushed out to cover the hall.

The inexplicable breath hangs down again.

Even the place of the throne was shrouded in darkness.

This time, his whole body was frozen in it by a terrifying and chilling power.

There was the sound of glass breaking from every corner of the body, disintegrating overwhelmed.

Even the strength of the final confrontation is gone.

The hazy white mist dispersed, and a dim red light flowed on the tall body full of cracks.

Wearing a golden crown and wearing a dark golden crown robe, he could be seen as a handsome man with a glint in his eyes.

Slightly letting out a breath, he reluctantly sat back in his original seat, stood upright, and looked into the distance.

The god of the other shore, whose name has not been revealed from beginning to end, chanted in a low voice with a strange attitude:

"Heaven and earth are furnaces, good fortune is work; yin and yang are charcoal, and all things are copper. Combined and dispersed news, there are regularities; ever-changing, and there is an end before the beginning. Suddenly, it is a person, why should it be controlled; it is turned into a foreign object. , so what trouble!"

It seems to be asking somewhere:

"Creator, why did you give birth to me?

What's the use of me, so mediocre!

A life of mediocrity, nothing in the end..."

"Yuyou heaven, why give birth to me—"

Before he finished speaking, his body had already been disintegrated into sand, with the ashes of Mars scattered all over the place with the wind from nowhere.

Yuu Sifeng stared at this scene calmly.

No sympathy, no emotion, just a little bit of sadness in my heart.

Things hurt their kind, so does God.

Witnessing a former god with his own eyes, now going to a stranger, even if he is in a different camp, he will inevitably be touched.

Sooner or later, there will be such a day... His world will also go to decline and end.

At that time, what should Sifeng Yuanyu do?

At this moment, there was a vibration under his feet.

Above the palace, the gloomy profound light that originally existed suddenly dimmed, swayed for a while, and then went out.

Sifengyuan wandered out of the palace, and the entire fortress behind was shaking.

The ground cracked, a large number of cracks opened, and the house shook and collapsed.

The fog was rising, and at the speed visible to the naked eye, the surrounding halos that originally appeared on the buildings were dimmed.

One huge building after another collapsed one after another.

Crashing, walls everywhere collapsed like sand, falling into the pits that suddenly appeared.

In the distance, under the gray sky, a layer of icy black wind blows.

The wind mixed with snowflakes suddenly knocked down the walls surrounding the fortress... It was as if they had suddenly turned into paper walls.

The snow is falling one after another, and there is a deep cold between the sky and the earth...

A little further away, there was another whistling sound, and in the wind, there was a faint weeping sound.

Among the collapsed buildings, some shadowy figures can be seen faintly, kneeling in despair on the open space.

Watching the ground shake and the mountains shake, the houses that belonged to them collapsed and disappeared one after another.

There are adults, there are children...

Seeing such a scene, Yuu Sifengyuan felt uncomfortable...

Chapter 220 Five Little Mercy

The lonely sky seemed more and more distant.

Bit by bit, the light that was originally left in the sky is also dimming.

Losing the gods who originally sheltered here, the remaining divine power disappeared faster than expected.

The entire land is rapidly becoming deserted. In the field of vision, above the remaining buildings, the aura is gradually extinguished.

Every time it was turned off, some thinly dressed figures ran outside shivering, exposed to the biting cold wind and darkness.

"In the dark night, where is the fairyland, and where is my hometown...to share the scenery with Junhuadi..."

"The long galaxy is ten thousand feet high... Xingjun earnestly protects wanderers..."

At some point, such a strange scene appeared on the dark street.

A large number of men and women in ragged clothes and unkempt faces are guarding the outermost perimeter, forming a dense human wall. Their figures are very dim, with only a hazy, dark white light.

Inside are some short figures, who seem to be teenagers and girls, with a look of fear.

In an unknown language, singing poems or songs that Yuu Sifengin had never heard before...

Spiritual communication is information, so even if it is in different languages, Yuu Sifeng can understand it.

Just after understanding, it is roughly similar to the poems of the previous life.

"Xingjun! Xingjun! Xingjun..."

After singing once, there was an old figure who was the first to cry loudly, with a sad expression:

"You promised to bring us to a warm and peaceful world."

"Why leave us?"

The cold wind was blowing, and snowflakes with crystal light swept in one after another.

This old and thin figure leaned against the outermost edge, and the thin white shroud on his body was damaged after being blown several times by the wind.

A trace of gray mist, undetectable, diluted in the wind like smoke.

With his body becoming more and more transparent, he turned his back to the sky and continued to cry:

"Xingjun, I have come to follow you..."

As the lingering sound lingered, there was a gust of wind, and the howling sound of the wind covered the old man's voice.

After the wind passed, several soul bodies had disappeared in place.

Sifeng Yuanyou looked calm, standing on the edge of the ruins of the collapsed palace, sighing slightly.

When a wisp of wind swept past by his side, his heart moved, and he reached out to grab a handful.

It seemed to have caught something, and when it was spread out, it saw a speck of white dust that was as bright as a firefly.

Very small particles, shaped like broken diamonds, with insignificant strength, but with a little purity.

"what is this?"

There is a faint firm belief in it, and Yuu Sifengin can vaguely feel vague emotions.

Be firm, believe...or have regrets?

When I look at it again, this crystal clearness has evaporated like an illusion.

Everything is like a soap bubble, just fleeting.

Although, I persisted in the wind for a moment.

The strong wind swept through, the crushed houses collapsed, and many sundries rolled and smashed in the darkness.

These figures struggled to hide behind a half-collapsed wall, and the small safe haven was also in danger.

As the dim light in the surrounding environment gradually decreases, the environment is also getting worse.

The power left by Qianxue before she left turned into a strong cold wind, continuously falling frost and snow, bringing coldness.

Not far from Sifeng Yuanyu, there was a thin layer of snow powder, which glowed faintly.

Crying sounds came one after another in the distance, mixed with the sound of wind sweeping from time to time, the sound of debris colliding, and the sound of collapse, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

It's just that during these moments of hesitation, Yuu Sifeng has already sensed that dozens of tiny spirits have completely dissipated.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No, I'm not wrong."

He was sure he was right.

Little by little, like smoke, the smoke with fluorescent white brilliance in the dimness is gathering from all directions.

Unaffected by the wind and snow outside, he fluttered into his body.

After the wind and snow gradually poured into the fortress, only the smoke remained unaffected.

It can be sensed that with the fall of the foreign god, the part of his power quickly faded away.

Some of them disappeared directly, some of them disappeared into the space between heaven and earth, and the aura belonging to Qianyu Qianxue was suddenly strengthened.

At the same time, this part merged into Yuu Sifengin's body and quickly transformed.

The thicker the gold on the body, the lighter the red, and one step closer to a complete golden moon.

Indistinctly, there is also a subtle sense of joy, emerging from the bottom of my heart.

This is a kind of induction that belongs only to the gods - the joy of the world.

only……

"Oh... I feel pitiful just looking at it..."

These spirits, without their shelter, are doomed to fall into the wilderness.

Although he didn't regret doing it, Yuu Sifeng still couldn't bear it.

It is an obligation to be the god of this world to destroy the intruders, but it does not prevent Sifeng Yuanyu from pity for them.

"Forget it, resettle it a little bit, put it in a slightly remote area, let's see your good fortune... Live if you can live, die if you can't live, and you can't blame me."

"I'm not the star king you believe in, so I have no obligation to take care of you...so be it."

In the end, he still softened his heart...Maybe it was touched by a certain sentence or something just now.

Sifengyuan stood quietly in the darkness, the golden red brilliance around him fluctuated slightly.

The wind stopped for a moment, and the falling snow powder also stopped for a moment.

"Qianxue...Although you have been reincarnated now, the reincarnation is only a part.

As a god, you still exist in this underworld land. "

"Now you can hear my words, I have eliminated him."

Wisps of white gas gathered from the surroundings, forming a faintly visible white light and shadow.

In the light and shadow, there is a vague female figure, which is not very clear.

This woman outlined in the white light, in the eyes of familiar people, vaguely has a seven-point outline of Qianyu Qianxue.

With chilly fingertips, he gently pinched Sifeng Yuanyuu's sleeve, as always.

The cold and pure breath of frost and snow is transmitted when the fingertips touch. .

In the induction, this god Qianyu Qianxue has only pure divinity, everything operates from the perspective of a god, and there is very little human nature.

Sifengyuan pondered for a while, and described his wishes in detail.

There are no harsh requirements.

I just hope that she can take back the divine power of suppression here... so as not to cause serious waste.

After the meaning was conveyed, he nodded quietly and did not see any movement, and some kind of suppressive force around him began to converge.