Raising his big hand casually, Yuan Xiaoqing's delicate body was already kneeling in front of him, and his whole head was held down by his big hand... His body suddenly stiffened!

No!

Yuan Laoxi was like a fish thrown ashore. His whole body was bent. But he couldn't make a sound and couldn't move forward!

"Ah, she really doesn't know anything." Hu Taisui's tone was a little surprised.

As soon as his hand was released, Yuan Xiaoqing's body slid down.

In an instant, the delicate body turns into dead flesh, and the youthful beauty is crushed into dust.

There will be time in the future to say a last word, and in the future there will even be time to cry out in pain.

At this time, Hu Taisui felt the struggle on Yuan Laoxi's side, and felt the pure and surging power of Shinto, so he deliberately relaxed his restraint and looked over with interest -

The old and useless Yuan Laoxi was crying and looking miserable and disgusting.

From his throat, from the deepest part of his heart, he made sounds of anger, pain, and resentment.

"Who has never died in all eternity?"

"It's like this in life, love and hate don't exist."

"You and I both have no face, so we will be wiped out by all sentient beings!"

In the last moments of his life, he did not call his daughter's name or cry.

Because there is no hope in this world, because there is no possibility to be found intellectually, he can only place his trust in Miaomiao, he can only place his trust in... God!

His body and soul were burning, all as sacrifices, dedicated to the legendary ancient god.

He did not beg for the power of revenge because he knew it was impossible. Even the highest god in Shinto could not give him the power to avenge the demon.

The more awake you are, the more painful it is.

At this moment he just wanted to die.

Even if he burns everything and self-destructs, it is impossible to break even a corner of Tiger Tai Sui's clothes.

Even if his secret is insignificant and his information cannot bring any help to Hu Taisui, he will take his secret and his information with him and die resolutely!

This was his humble counterattack as a weak little demon.

Thanks to his hard work during this period of time, the surging faceless divine power instantly filled his body.

But the next moment, everything stopped again.

God's will is my will.

The demon decides everything.

If you want to die, you are not allowed to live.

If you want to live, you are not allowed to die!

You have no right to live and no freedom to commit suicide.

Hu Taisui didn't have any emotions, but he still raised his hand casually and pressed it on Yuan Laoxi's forehead... This body, surging with vast divine power, suddenly froze, trembled, and then collapsed.

"Ancient Yama God?"

"Lord of Hell, Lord of Yama, God of Assassins?"

"King Bian Cheng?"

"In the glorious era, what is the demon hell that corresponds to the demon heaven?"

Tiger Taisui finally laughed this time: "Interesting!"

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"Great God Yama, if you really exist, if you really have ancient power, please avenge me...please avenge me!"

This is the last message received by the ancient god Yama in the land of Shenxiao.

From his devout believers, from the diligent Pope of the Faceless God Religion.

From a frail old man.

A useless father.

The so-called ancient gods trapped in the mirror world have no response and can only remain silent for a long time.

At this moment, the exploration of the land of the gods by a group of demon clan leaders is still continuing.

Chai Asi, who was walking with Yuan Mengji, was still flattering happily: "I have long seen that Mr. Yuan has a noble destiny and is born as an extraordinary person! But I never expected that you are the descendant of that deity! You

Tell me, how else can I say that your face is noble! Your eyebrows are so unruly..."

"Hahaha, speaking of this, Yuan Xiaoqing from Lao Yuan Tavern and I are in love! When we get back, I will ask you to officiate the wedding!"
Chapter completed!