The seven heads of the monster rolled onto the earth, gradually forming seven evil gods of the god level.

While cleaning up the aftermath, Wu Yang activated his incarnation that was swallowed by the monster. His incarnation was made up of the innate Haori spirit, and it would be fine if it fell into the monster's body. He didn't take action just now because he was worried about the impact of the monster's death. But now that the wood has been completed, he had to try to remedy it.

"Kill a few leaders first, and then look back and find a way to clear the demon disaster." His world king was very worried when his world fell to this point.

The red sun turned into a god of war with a strong and held sharp edge, splitting a giant monster's head and walking out of it. This is a goddess, and Wu Yang gave his incarnation to spirituality and cultivated it as his own daughter.

"Walking out of the monster's body, the goddess who is born with the power to subdue demons. My daughter, go and destroy all the flesh and blood scattered everywhere!" Wu Yang relied on his power as a god to protect the goddess. Let her use the miracle of "walking out of the monster's body" to obtain the power to subdue demons. This goddess born from filth naturally restrains the power of the monster.

But before he could complete the ceremony of the Gods, a golden arrow flew from afar.

With a bang, the goddess was covered in blood and was killed just after she was born.

Wu Yang looked at Xun Yi standing in the forest with an angry look.

Xun Yi held the bow and arrow and said leisurely: "Ahhhh... It seems that my archery skills have not yet retreated. The blessing of the heavenly way of wishes can still be used." Then, he made a provocative gesture to Wu Yang.

As the initiator, how could Xun Yi have the witch-suppressing Goddess born?

With his actions, six heads finally fell into the earth and turned into six giants of three men and three women. They worked together to reproduce on the earth and gradually formed a new race.

"Okay, if you include the one destroyed by the goddess, it will be difficult to allocate the seven people at that time." Xun Yi murmured to himself, looking at the evil spirits spreading between heaven and earth. This is the collection of evil spirits from many small worlds, which is enough to cause a protracted and magic disaster to this big world.

"What a pity, even if you get it, you can't take it." God Liewu said to the gods around you. Suddenly, a gust of wind urged in front of you, and Wu Yang angrily rebuked: "How dare your heavenly court violate the treaty with us?"

"I don't know what treaty." God Liewu looked faint, his eyes swept, shattering Wu Yang's divine thoughts.

The Heavenly Court and the Foreign Land have a tacit understanding. In the past thousand years, they have maintained restraint from each other and no longer used too large-scale "polluting" weapons. The enhanced version of the Earth God King's Smallpox is the last example at that time. Similar to viruses that spread the entire race, or the resentful attacks that destroy a world, are prohibited by the gods.

Because the Heavenly Court wants to conquer the world, if you use this kind of thing to destroy it, even if you get the world, your value will be far less than a small world with circular development. Therefore, the Heavenly Court is restrained from this. Unless it is critical, it generally does not use this strategy of hurting one thousand enemies and hurting one hundred and eight.

The same is true in foreign lands. Such large-scale, highly polluted biological and chemical weapons will backfire if they are not careful. The two sides try not to use such heavy damage.

But this agreement is just a verbal agreement, and it does not really sign a contract and swear, and it does not have any effect. When the Heavenly Court encounters a major crisis, it does not mind breaking apart the weapons to target foreign lands.

"Fortunately, it's just the energy of a few small worlds. Yuande, as the blessing official, has a way to solve it. By the way, let Yang Xuan find him and tell him how to restrain Prince Chixiao." God reached out and took it. He collected the origin of the divine power left over after the death of the Demon Goddess, and handed it to Fenghou: "Yang Xuan is the God of Demon Subduing, this thing enhances his divine power. Then lend the treasure bell in the treasure house to Yuande for use. Note that it is borrowed. He wants to ask for it and exchange it for military merit!"

Fenghou went down to make arrangements, and soon asked Yang Xuan to find Xun Yi.

Yang Xuan obtained the divine power left by the witch-suppressing Goddess and obtained the corresponding priesthood in this world in a dark way. While he was rushing to the forest, he happened to bump into a crow sneaking outside the forest.

"Who!" Yang Xuan contained the power of subduing demons, and the young master of Plague had a bad luck. As soon as the two met, they were instinctively disgusted with each other, and Yang Xuan immediately pulled out the subduing demon mace.

"Wait... Wait... I'm my own!" When Young Master Plague saw the Demon-Subduing Mace in Yang Xuan's hand and the An Tian Unmoving Bell, he immediately changed back to his true form.

"Is it you?" Yang Xuan saw the young master of plague and looked at the aura similar to the monster on him, and immediately realized: "Did you train that giant monster?"

"No!" Young Master Wen denied it. However, Yang Xuan had a magic weapon in his hand that could detect the authenticity, and immediately realized that the person was speechless. He pulled it up with a demon-subduing mace with his backhand.

"Wait... it wasn't really created by me! At most... at most I added some ingredients. That was Xun Yi's creation."

"Xun Yi? Well, I'm going to find him. You go with me!" Yang Xuan's tone had an undeniable smell. He threw the demon-subduing mace and turned into a fire dragon to tie up the plague young master, and took him to see Xun Yi.

The Young Master Wen followed him secretly, of course he was not willing to meet Xun Yi. But he couldn't beat Yang Xuan, and he was discovered by Yang Xuan several times when he made small moves, and then beat him up.

Yang Xuan's personality is similar to Lie Rong. Lie Rong's vivid personality is Yang Xuan's childhood personality. Even the later generations of the Heavenly Gods once compared the tempers of these two Fire Gods. Some people secretly suspected that when His Majesty Yuande created the Fire God Lie Rong, the person who actually thought of the Demon-Subduing God was the Demon-Subduing God.

However, with Xun Yi's teachings, the two gradually became different. Under the influence of the people in the Taiyi Realm, Lierong did not become as slick as the Qinglong God, nor was he as honest as Jinglang, but he did not have the arrogant attitude like Yang Xuan. If it were that attitude, without Xun Yi's words, Ren Huan beat him first.

Yang Xuan looked down on mortals from the bottom of his bones, so he was beaten directly by his father to go through the mortal world. Now he has returned to heaven after going around in circles. Although his mind has improved a little, he is arrogant and does not allow anyone to go against it. Especially for those who dare to make small moves in front of him, there is no other way except to fight.

The young master of Petty was frustrated. Although he was not a god known for his combat power, why did he meet these masters who were not afraid of bad luck all day long?

"Overall, the bad luck of our plague god affects the enemy, why has it been backfiring me during this period? Could it be that Meng Han's curse relationship? It's so unlucky, that guy is simply my broom star!"

There was Meng Han in front and Xun Yi in the back. Today, there was another master who was not afraid of bad luck.

While Lord Shaojun was complaining in his heart, Yang Xuan had already arrived in the forest.

The plants were Xun Yi's eyes and ears, and he came out to greet the two of them in person. Seeing Yang Xuan with the young master who was beaten into a pig's face, he couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing at?" Young Master Wen said angrily: "Why don't you let me go!"

Yang Xuan didn't say anything and looked at Xun Yi.

Xun Yi stepped forward to smooth things over: "Everyone is his own, let's talk about it when you come in. Let me introduce you to you, this is the son of Emperor Plague."

"The second generation ancestor of the famous heaven has long been revered." Yang Xuan smiled in a false mood and pretended to bow his hand.

Among the Emperors of the Three Realms, the Plague Lord is a difficult existence to mess with. His son is notorious in the Heavenly Court, and most gods will avoid it.

The young master of Plague turned black and smiled and said without a smile: "We have heard a lot of people say about each other, the third prince of King Yang Tian, ​​when he was in the Heavenly Court."

Yang Xuan is also a well-known problematic child in the Heavenly Court. The Young Master of Plague has guessed his identity according to his behavior.

The two of them had a bad temper, and Xun Yi was too lazy to relax. He left the gentle young master and asked Yang Xuan: "What's the matter if you come to me?"
Chapter completed!