The Void God of the Black Mo Pupil Clan felt a faint displeasure when he saw Herden's eyes that were of the same lineage as him.

"My tribe, you have made a huge mistake!"

Mo Dan, a strong man in the Black Mo Pupil Clan who has reached the fourth level of the Void God.

He immediately descended in front of Heldon, and dense purple light flashed in his eyes!

Hundreds of broken particles enveloped Herden's body, and the next second it turned into liquid, connected to each other, becoming a hollow ball, which was directly wrapped in Heldon!

As the Black Mo Pupil Clan's strong man gently squeezed his palm, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face, and there were even more joking sounds from other strong men in his ears.

"It seems a bit weak."

Then, the hollow sphere exploded, and the terrifying power of the law collapsed across the world. The surging air waves made the soldiers thousands of miles away frightened and could only retreat!

When people saw King He being hit with such a terrifying explosion, they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts.

Is this the strength of an alien powerhouse?

Even King He can't escape their attack?

But after the purple collapsed light spots dissipated, the powerful black ink pupil clan frowned and murmured: "Has it been blown up?"

Huldon was not inside, not even a piece of flesh and blood.

But he cannot have the law of space.

It's only possible that it was blown up on the spot.

But I heard that he still has bloodlines, and his body should not be so fragile.

Maybe I didn't exercise well.

This is true for the natives, frogs in the well.

But the next second, a loud shout came from beside him.

"Mo Dan, be careful!"

Mo Dan frowned, and the next second he felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He suddenly turned his head, but it was too late.

The Blood King Sword burning with the fire of redemption had penetrated his body.

Huldon had already used the collapsed elements to disperse and was already behind Mo Dan when he recondensed.

The virtual god is not afraid of the physical destruction, and this kind of skin injury is completely fine.

But he felt the smell of death at this moment. He looked at Herden's dark and indifferent eyes, and a strong fear spread throughout his body.

"How could you... be possible?"

"What's this?"

He felt that his blood and magical power were being pulled away by the giant sword in the other party's hand, and the power in his body was rapidly passing away.

"You native, take the sword away for me!"

"Otherwise I will destroy everything about you! Kill all your tribe members!"

The frightened Modan kept verbal attacks on Heldon.

But Huldon was not angry at this, and he didn't even have this person in his eyes, and he was thinking about other things in his mind.

He was a little happy and sad at this moment.

What was happy was that he really broke free from the shackles of the Lord of the Temple, gained a new life, and did not sacrifice anyone, and now he has become a protector.

His adoptive father and Yagami were fighting a stronger enemy.

If it were the past, all these tasks would have to be handed over to him.

No matter whether he can hold on or not, he has to carry it.

Now I only need to deal with the second-rate product. The burden on my body suddenly became lighter. This feeling has been long-lasting and I was a little uncomfortable for a while.

He had fantasized about what role he would play in this war.

In order to send Xiao Fan out, he may fight to the death with someone who is too strong beyond his own strength, and eventually be destroyed by the fire of redemption.

He has thought about it a lot.

But I never thought about the beautiful scene now.

Without huge pressure, with the absorption of the Fire of Redemption and the Blood King Sword, he can still quickly improve his strength in this war, and even the realm of the True God is just around the corner.

He suddenly had a bright and beautiful future.

This is also something that makes him sad.

How can I be qualified to have such a dirty and hypocritical thing like me?

Over the past three hundred years, countless people have died at my hands. My heart has never been stable. Every moment, I feel countless souls biting my whole body and accusing my crimes.

I have imagined countless ways to end my sinful life.

The best of them is naturally to use the fire of redemption to burn down your dirty soul.

But I never thought that this didn't need to happen.

Everything is wonderful.

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Herden was very uneasy with his hands covered in countless blood.

He had no idea how to deal with such a thing.

He thought his destiny was not worthy of such a good thing.

Just now, his adoptive father Lawrence told him: "Maybe until everything is settled, you can find a job as a music teacher."

No killing, no war, no death.

Every day, you can do the work you love, share your favorite music with kind children in the sea of ​​colorful flowers, and play the piano in the center. The soothing breeze will blow across everyone's cheeks, the fragrance of flowers and the piano

The sound will be accompanied by the wind and blow to the distant horizon, allowing the beautiful dusk to hear its own joy.

That is something that makes me feel happy just by thinking about it…

But he only had a self-deprecating smile.

Lawrence said to him again: "Don't force yourself too much. Since there are so many things that you have to choose in the first half of your life, and it has become like this, then you will accumulate more virtue in the second half of your life."

"You can think so. God won't let you die. Maybe it's because your life shouldn't be over. You deserve to live and also be a music teacher job."

Thinking of this, Huldon looked up at the enemy warships all over the sky and smiled slightly.

But the movements in his hands did not pause.

Mo Dan's flesh and magic energy have been absorbed by one tenth, but the battle from the outside world is still continuing. He cannot absorb the power with all his heart, and he also needs to digest the power through combat.

Therefore, he asked the blood-colored dragon under his feet to take away Mo Dan's body in one bite, which was today's spoil.

Sudden.

"What do you want to do!"

The other virtual gods around him roared, and divine power was poured into the waves of sound, trying to intimidate Helden.

But Huldon raised his eyebrows and said, "I am collecting my spoils. Do you want me to share with you?"

Other virtual gods are furious.

provocative!

Naked provocation!

What a great figure, Mo Dan of the Black Mo Pupil Clan!

Now it has become the trophy of natives in a primitive galaxy?

This made them feel deeply insulted.
Chapter completed!