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Chapter 0561 12 creators(1/2)

Although Li Yuanxia and the others felt some pressure in front of Jiang Xiaoyu, they were not scared to death by him.

Especially after Jiang Xiaoyu said that he was the creator, the expressions on the faces of the three people became more interesting.

In the hearts of Li Yuanxia and the others, only the big boss in the Nine Heavens is qualified to be called the creator.

"How can you, an ordinary young man, have such a loud tone?"

"How dare you claim to be the creator! Are you afraid that the strong wind will flash your tongue?"

Jiang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "Don't believe it? It seems that we still have to use some means!"

Just watch him stretch his right hand forward and grab a handful in the void.

Then.

Nothing happened.

Li Yuanxia and the other three were slightly startled at first, and then burst into laughter.

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

"This kid really thinks of himself as a creator?"

"It's absolutely ridiculous!"

Just when Li Yuanxia and the others were happy, they suddenly felt a sharp pain under their feet.

The three of them looked down.

I saw that their bodies were beginning to disappear bit by bit from bottom to top.

This scene was the same as the process they used to kill those goblins.

The difference is that the three of them started from their feet and disappeared bit by bit.

As a result, the death process became longer than that of the goblins they killed before.

Since their heads never disappeared, the consciousness of these three people was always awake.

This is what scares Li Yuanxia and the others the most.

The three of them could only watch helplessly, watching their bodies disappear bit by bit before their eyes, but there was nothing they could do.

"Atone for the sins of those dead souls!"

The moment the three of them disappeared completely, Jiang Xiaoyu squeezed them hard with his palm.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The heads of the three people under Li Yun were all crushed to pieces by this blow.

Boom!

Boom!!

In the sky above.

Thunder and lightning.

It seems that someone is extremely dissatisfied with Jiang Xiaoyu's actions.

Jiang Xiaoyu slowly raised his head, looked at the sky, pointed at the sky and yelled: "I created the whole world, I can play with it however I want! If any of you don't want to, come down and tell me in person!"

boom!!

A thunderbolt landed in front of Youyou.

A golden-armored god with angel wings stood up from where the thunder fell and looked at Jiang Xiaoyu with a smile.

Then, another meteor streaked across the sky.

A bird-man with wings flew in from a distance.

The third birdman appeared in front of Jiang Xiaoyu through a beam of light.

The fourth one appeared in front of Jiang Xiaoyu through a gust of breeze.

Then those individuals appeared in front of Jiang Xiaoyu in various ways.

There are eleven people in total.

Behind everyone, there is a pair of angel-like wings.

And everyone's strength is unfathomable.

They all come from the same place.

[Void Space] above the Nine Heavens.

"Who are you? How come I've never seen you birdmen before?"

Jiang Xiaoyu's face darkened and he looked at the eleven people in front of him, not taking them seriously at all.

"We are just like you, coming from the same place."

"This is the world we created together with you."

"We are Pangu who created this world. We are gods and demons. We are also called the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

Jiang Xiaoyu's face darkened, and there was a murderous look in his eyes: "I obviously created this world, but what on earth are you birdmen?

Where did it come from?"

Among the eleven people, the leader said: "You don't really think that you can create the entire world with your own ability, do you?"

Jiang Xiaoyu had a disdainful expression on his face: "Why not? The whole world is mine! I can destroy the world and be reborn at any time as long as I want!"

The leader said: "It used to be, but it's not now."

Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes gradually became serious: "Really? So what did you do when I created the world? What are the eleven of you that are different from ordinary people?"

The leader replied with a smile: "Creating a world is not an easy task. It requires a strong team to back it up. Only in this way can the created world become more perfect!"

One of the women said: "You are just one of us. Aren't you curious about which twelve ancestral witches we are?"

Jiang Xiaoyu sneered: "The Twelve Ancestral Witches? Aren't they just Dijiang, Jumang, Zhurong, Lingshou, Gonggong, Xuanming, Houtu, Qiangliang, Zhujiuyin, Tianwu, Xizi, Shebishi

, is there anything worth being curious about?”

The leader laughed and said: "That's almost it, but these names are not easy to remember. We use code names. From No. 1 to No. 12, you are No. 1 among us, I am No. 2, and this is No. 3.

, No. 4, No. 5..."

Jiang Xiaoyu scratched his head.

What number 3 and number 4?

It's not as domineering and mighty as a name like Dijiang.

I don’t know what these birdmen are thinking.

What are they called No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, No. 4...

Just listen to No. 2 say: "This world is indeed designed and constructed according to your wishes and ideas, and you also have the ability to modify the system settings at will, but some people, even you, cannot

Interfere with their life and death at will."

Oh ho?

Jiang Xiaoyu raised his handsome eyebrows, looked at the eleven people opposite, and said with some curiosity: "I don't understand. Is there anyone else in the world I created that I can't offend? All living things, all living things,

Who in this world is not under my control? If I tell him to die in the middle of the night, he will not live until dawn!"

No. 3 smiled faintly and replied: "For example, your brother, Wu Haojun."

Wu Haojun?

Jiang Xiaoyu was slightly startled.

I really didn't expect that they would say Wu Haojun's name.

"What's wrong with Wu Haojun? What's different about him?"

Jiang Xiaoyu said.

"He is a high-level VIP player and has the ability to infinitely resurrect. You should know this."

One of them said.

Jiang Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, but he still hadn't remembered the names of these birdmen.

"What's your number again?"

"I am number 3."

"..."

"Even if Wu Haojun is in the fairy world, he can still have more than two bodies at all times. This is what makes him different from ordinary people."

"What's your number again?"

"I am number 4."

"Well, your names are really easy to remember."
To be continued...
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