"I said, master, who are those people you have been killing recently?"

In the void, a "creature" dressed in a clown followed behind a black-haired man and couldn't help but ask.

I have been following the master in front of me for a long time, and I have watched him grow up from a small world and become a terrifying man in the endless world now. The clown should be the person who knows him the most in the world... Oh, I have to exclude the group of women in the crystal palace of his master.

Recently, the clown found that he was increasingly unable to see through his master. Although he had been following him through the endless world during this period and chasing some people, he still couldn't figure out what his purpose was.

"Inheritor."

The voice of the black-haired man came over.

"Inheritor? What inheritor?" The clown was stunned for a moment and asked curiously.

"A man who is unwilling to give up until he dies, claiming to be the inheritance left by the guy who claims to be the gods. I killed the inheritors left by that person." The black-haired man said, "But I never thought that those inheritors would appear in my hometown."

"Ha..." The clown chuckled and didn't say much.

"I thought I wouldn't be so decisive when I ruined my hometown." The black-haired man slowed down his speed, raised his hand, touched his cheek gently, looked at the water on his fingertips, and chuckled, "Ha, I never thought I would cry."

The clown followed without saying anything, and said to me, "You used to call this two-line tiger tears." Now I have grown a lot, at least it is more literary than before, and it is much better than the original story of the little yellow-haired man who was originally nagging.

Although sometimes they still make some embarrassing actions and postures.

However, with that terrible power and as capital, those actions become the qualities of big shots.

For example, let two lines of clear tears slide down on their faces to express their memorial service to their hometown - OK, although it is this guy who took action to destroy their hometown.

"It's coming soon."

After a little literary, the tall and handsome black-haired man said, "Some of the inheritors have gathered together. This time it is a huge gain."

"Oh, where?" The clown accelerated.

"Hmph, I'm afraid I'm hiding." The black-haired man snorted coldly, and a golden aura emanated from his body. The aura lingered around him, turning into a giant Eastern five-clawed golden dragon, and roared into the void in front of him.

Silently, the void in front of him was torn apart, and the originally black chaos suddenly disappeared. A huge desert appeared in front of the black-haired man and the clown.

On the top of the desert, a ball of fire emitted an extremely dazzling light.

"It's here, I feel that those people are right in front of me." The black-haired man stepped into the desert, then frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.

"What's wrong with the master?" the clown asked from behind.

"This place feels a bit familiar..." said the black-haired man, but in the end he shook his head. A golden breath hovered on his feet, lifting him up and flying forward.

The clown, who looks strange and has a human body shape but is certainly not a human, flew silently and followed behind him.

The two of them flew in this vast desert for a while, and suddenly they saw a scene that shouldn't have appeared in the desert at all.

A piece of green space... It's nothing to appear. It's normal to have an oasis in the desert. But the green space in front of you is a kind of green grass, just like an artificial lawn. On this large piece of green space, unknown flowers bloom, almost occupying the entire green space.

It's like moving a beautiful garden from somewhere directly into this desert.

"A flower and a world... This power is so magical." Seeing this scene, the black-haired man stopped and landed on the edge of the garden.

"What does a flower and a world mean?" the clown asked.

"Every flower here, well--no, every petal represents a world. This power is magical. It is almost omnipotent, but it seems to be tampered with by people. Now it can only become a world that is simply used as prophets and enemies." The black-haired man said, "The power of creativity... I didn't expect that someone would collect such a large amount of creativity."

"Is this place that?" The clown seemed to know something.

"Yes, it's the legendary cage of gods." said the black-haired man. "I'm right, a few."

A blurry figure appeared behind the black-haired man at some point, and in the sky, the sun-like fireball was also covered, as if it was covered with a faint cloud.

What is even more eye-catching is the other side of the garden. In the silence, a small tree that is not big is growing wildly. As the black-haired man spoke, it has turned into an extremely towering tree, making people unable to see the dense canopy at its top at first sight.

Along the main trunk, a ball of black shadows seemed to be constantly changing in various monster shapes, but when you look closely, it seemed to be just a ball of black shadows, and nothing changed.

"Cut, besiege?"

The black-haired man curled his lips and showed an extremely determined look on his face, "I am not afraid of you. Anyone who blocks my path will be defeated by me one by one."

“Get out of here.”

However, the imagined siege did not happen, and the man who appeared behind the black-haired man spoke.

"It's not impossible to leave..." The black-haired man turned his head, and his face suddenly changed, "It's you?"

"What you see is not me." The expressionless man said coldly.

"Is it a parallel world... Well, you really don't have that kind of inheritance smell. And that guy was killed by me just now. It's so interesting. I even made a few clones to resist together." The black-haired man laughed and continued, "Take the inheritors."

"They are inside, I will not stop you from doing anything." The expressionless man said.

"Ha, such an obvious trap." The black-haired man laughed, but his face showed an expression of indomitable progress. "It doesn't matter. No matter what the difficulty and obstacles are in front of me, I will smash it with my fist and use my steps to smooth out all the obstacles!"

As he said that, he walked towards the garden in front of him with an attitude of knowing that there was a tiger on the mountain.

Judging from his appearance, he is going to enter the "flower world" in front of him and chase and kill those inheritors.

As for whom are those inheritors—naturally, they are the magicians who have practiced the Book of Demons or the Book of Meditation!

"The master is here again. The theory of seeking wealth in danger and not entering the tiger's den is that he can't get a tiger's son. He is completely lucky. After all, the master has been in disguise and is very lucky." The clown followed behind and said intimately.

But this time, the situation was different from what he imagined.

Just as the black-haired man stepped into the garden and was about to enter one of the worlds and kill the inheritor who was wandering in this world, his face suddenly changed drastically.

From being determined and confident to surprise.

The black-haired man suddenly turned around and instantly punched the iceberg man standing behind him. With a punch, a dragon roar came out from his fist. A golden five-clawed golden dragon appeared, and with that circle, he opened his mouth and bit it directly towards the iceberg man.

Faced with the sudden attack of the black-haired man, the iceberg man still showed no expression. Just as the dragon approached, his body changed and turned into a data stream to get rid of the attack.

Reunited into the sky, the image of a human being.

"You guys, these guys, actually tried to resurrect the God of Destruction!" The black-haired man glared at the four "existences" and scolded sternly, "Do you understand what you are doing?"

"We know very well." The expression on the Iceberg man's face remained unchanged... Or rather, this guy had no feelings at all, and he probably turned into a human form just to communicate more easily with the black-haired man in front of him.

"clear?"

The black-haired man sneered, "It seems that you were bewitched by the God of Destruction. Well, when I, Long Aotian, killed the destructive god, I can still kill him for the second time!"

The black-haired man, wrong, to be precise, Long Aotian roared loudly, and a thunderous aura surged into the sky.

"It's the first time I saw my master so excited." The clown stepped aside, knowing that he couldn't help at this time, so he could only watch from the side.

Compared to Long Ao Tianyi's dissipation of the heavenly aura, the four "existences" that suddenly appeared just now were very calm, neither happy nor angry, just like - not right, not like, but really not like emotions.

"Who are you going to kill the second time?"

Just as Long Ao Tian’s domineering aura was scattered, a voice appeared behind him.

Long Aotian suddenly turned around and saw a fist constantly magnifying in front of his eyes, about to have an intimate contact with his nose and cheeks.

The dragon energy that was used in a hurry only made the fist pause for a moment, and then it hit Long Aotian's face.

Long Aotian staggered back a few steps, spat hard, spit out a mouthful of blood, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Very good, I will definitely give back this punch twice."

Immediately afterwards, he looked up at the guy who suddenly appeared and punched him. Then, Long Aotian was stunned for a moment: "Is it you?"

"Do you know me?" Qi Yu, who was following him, asked back.

"It's you, you are also the inheritor. You didn't kill you just now." Long Aotian murmured in a panic, stretched out his hand and pressed his temple. After a moment, his eyes suddenly burst out with gleam, "So that's it! A group of fools were actually bewitched by the God of Destruction, trying to resurrect the God of Destruction. You don't know what you are doing! You know nothing about the truth!"

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Chapter completed!