Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

exploded!

Just now, the stele was confidently boasting that the Mummy King Kong is not bad, and no one can break it.

Who would have thought that the face slap came so quickly.

Just a blow, no bells and whistles, only a domineering blow.

"How is it possible?" The stele couldn't believe it.

"Don't believe it? Then open your dog's eyes and look carefully."

"boom."

Killing attacked, rolled the two dry corpses besieging Liu Feiyan, and smashed them down again.

With a fierce roar, the second mummy burst open again.

"Did you see it clearly? Look again if you haven't seen it clearly..."

"boom."

The third mummy exploded.

In the blink of an eye, the stele destroyed the three indestructible mummy corpses refined with great effort, and they were all destroyed, leaving only a piece of mummy fragments, proving that they had existed just now.

Stone stele: "..."

He doesn't want to talk to perverts.

"Hey, did you see clearly this time?" Ye Yusheng asked again with a grin.

Stone stele: ‘...’

I can't answer this, my face hurts.

"If you don't speak, I'll just say it."

Ye Yusheng directly took out half of the stele from Qiankun's bag: "Is this the breath you feel?"

"..."

Although the stele made no sound, it trembled. He had already sensed the breath of the other half of the stele, but he kept suppressing his excitement.

But when half of the stone tablet appeared in front of him, the existence of the stone tablet still couldn't help it.

The stone stele in Ye Yusheng's hand was inscribed with the word Po, and the stone stele he was on was engraved with the word Luofeng, which just formed the three words Luofengpo, forming a complete stone tablet.

"Isn't it?"

Ye Yusheng thought for a while again: "Then did you sense the breath of the evil **** or the **** of plague?"

"Ok?"

This time, the stele couldn't help but uttered: "You know that Cthulhu and the plague are not wrong, by the way... Yes, your breath comes from the Cthulhu."

"You are the descendant of the Heretic God? That's not right... It's just a trace of the Heretic God."

"How do you know the evil **** and the plague god? And do you know who the original **** is?"

"Tell me."

Ye Yusheng didn't rush to do it, but instead chatted with the other party. Because of his confidence, the Blood Sea Underworld Coffin had already trembled in the Universe Bag, and wanted to come out to suppress the existence in the stele.

"Humph."

A cold snort came from the stone tablet: "Human kid, pay attention to your attitude. You are facing a god."

"Shit god."

Ye Yusheng curled his lips: "Returning the gods is just a product of a certain level of cultivation. Besides...what can the gods do, won't they also fall into the current field?"

Stone stele: ‘...’

Yes,

The dignified spirits have fallen into this world, all because of that lunatic.

When I think of that madman, I feel heart palpitations in the stele. Although I know that the madman has fallen, every time I think of that name, people will feel fear from the bottom of my heart.

He didn't even dare to call that person's name.

That lunatic fell in the past, but what about the past time? If he calls out the other person's name, even after years, he is afraid that the lunatic will feel it.

At the level of that lunatic, even if a person is dead, there must be immortal will remaining in the world, and no one dares to say it.

"call."

The existence in the stele took a deep breath, calmly taking back the separated souls little by little, more and more.

After a trace of soul separation returned, a breath of desire to surpass the soul refining realm slowly rose from the stone tablet.

But Ye Yusheng seemed to have not seen it, still talking with the existence in the stone tablet, while Liu Feiyan stood behind him without a word, with a solemn expression.

She felt the breath of the stele strengthen, and Ye Yusheng could definitely feel it too.

The current breath already made Liu Feiyan feel palpitations. He didn't understand where Ye Yusheng's confidence came from, but he chose to believe and waited behind him.

"I haven't said what **** you are." Ye Yusheng urged: "You can do it without saying me."

Stone stele: "..."

"I am the Soul God."

Soul God?

"Hey, I think your name is similar to that of a **** stick."

"Human youth, you don't have to be intimidated. The original **** is willing to talk to you now. It has given you enough face. If you dare to speak rudely, you will die when you die." More and more souls retracted, and the tone of the soul **** changed.

Ye Yusheng: "..."

"I find that you and the shameless purple dragon are a virtue."

Ye Yusheng shook his head: "Do you think that if you feel that you are strong, you can ignore the little master?"

"boom."

As soon as the voice fell, an extremely powerful soul aura suddenly burst out from the stone tablet, and a shadow of the soul emerged from the stone tablet, looking down at Ye Yusheng condescendingly, his eyes full of angry killing intent.

"Dirty humans, do you know the fate of offending God?"

"Ugh."

Ye Yusheng sighed and said as if talking to himself: "If you are not a broken god, with your current strength, I really can't help you."

"Like the Zilong before, I really am not his opponent, I can only let him leave with my true blood, but you are a broken god, and I can only blame you."

"boom."

As soon as the voice fell, a **** light suddenly shot into the sky from the Universe Bag.

Then, a huge coffin that seemed to be dripping with blood suddenly appeared. Ye Yusheng grabbed the coffin in one hand and smashed it directly at the soul body of the soul god.

"boom."

The blow of the blood sea and the coffin directly shook the seven-story ancestral temple of the Shadow Clan to open, and dense cracks appeared on the wall.

"Roar, what is this..." The horrified roar of the soul **** came from under the coffin of the sea of ​​blood.

"Wow."

The coffin of the sea of ​​blood flew out and was directly put into the universe bag.

"Cthulhu, God of Plague...Why are you two here?" From Qiankun's bag came the shocked voice of Soul God.

"Ugh."

The plague **** sighed: "You are here too, come... here is another place, just for you."

Soul God; "???"

...

In the ancestral temple.

At that moment, Liu Feiyan saw the coffin. For some reason, the fairy qi in her body shrank automatically, hiding in his body, not daring to reveal any breath.

She felt the trembling of Xianqi, more violent than before the Shadow Clan.

Xianqi is in fear, fearing the coffin.

"Hey, call it a day."

Ye Yusheng didn't see Liu Feiyan's expression change.

Of course, even if I saw it, I couldn't notice anything. There was no way, Liu Feiyan had always had that cold expression, and occasionally changing an expression would be considered a gift.

After solving the soul god, Ye Yusheng hurried to the table and took the stone tablet with the word Luofeng in his hand.

"Om."

As soon as the two steles approached, they merged together automatically.

However, there is still a gap between the two. This gap existed when the blessing of Fengxue Temple was discovered, and it still exists today.