"However, Yue Jinghua boldly asked, since the divine light is everywhere, then why thousands of years ago, the Holy Demons fought, the Tianwu clan was wronged, and the whole village was massacred, but our god did not investigate. Why did Yue Potian ten thousand years later?

, killing innocent people in vain, causing the destruction of life in two major planes, but my god still doesn't care." Yue Jinghua's bold words and deeds attracted the rebuke from the nearby palace.

"Your name is Yue Jinghua? What a bold question. The people I protect must be my believers. Although it is wrong for Yue Potian to tear up the alliance and frame the Heavenly Witch, it is also because the Heavenly Witch clan summoned the ancients without permission.

The Witch Dragon King is also a capital offender. The Heavenly Witch clan believes in evil dragons, and what they receive is just the divine punishment given to them by this god." In the Sun Stone, the man's voice was cold to the heart and lungs.

These words fell into Yue Jinghua's ears, but they were full of irony and warning.

The God of Creation knows everything, so he... must also know the true origin of the godhead in her body.

He also knew about the contract he signed with the ancient Witch Dragon King.

It turns out that all of this happened under God’s eyes.

Talking about God being merciful and God blessing all peoples are all nonsense.

"Yes, if he is not from my ethnic group, why should I bless him? Yue Potian is a descendant of the Wulong, and he has disobeyed the laws of heaven and earth that I have formulated. I will punish him. Yue Jinghua, I think it will be difficult for you to practice in ten years.

If you are willing to sincerely believe in the path of cultivating the gods and abandon the past, I will condense the divine personality for you. You only need to use your body as a bait to attract the ancient Witch Dragon King for me, and then you can condense the true divine personality."

Upon hearing this, the Sky-breaking Qinglong stood by and begged for mercy: "Creation God, I am willing, and I am also willing to take you to the world of chaos to kill the ancient Witch Dragon King!"

The God of Creation actually had the intention of cherishing talents.

It's a pity that some people don't appreciate it.

Yue Jinghua smiled brightly.

"What if I say I don't want to!"

At this moment, Yue Jinghua neither believes in the God of Creation nor is she willing to become a bait.

Her divine personality was condensed with the help of the ancient Witch Dragon King. Although the speed of condensation was slower, she finally caught up with the Conferring God Banquet and exposed the evil deeds of the Sky-shattering Qinglong in those years.

She killed innocent people indiscriminately and built her own divine domain. After today's God Conferment Ceremony, Po Tian Qinglong cannot be a god, and she will certainly not be able to find a place elsewhere. Since her goal has been achieved, what's the point of being a god or not.

"Then you will be deprived of your divine status forever and will never be able to enter the divine level again in this life." Inside the Sun Stone, the voice of the God of Creation was filled with impatience.

What a ignorant human race. For hundreds of millions of years, no one has ever dared to disobey him.

"You don't need to take action, I have the final say on my godhead. I don't want the stupid godhead," Yue Jinghua's body was surrounded by sky-killing flames, like a volcano erupting.

Emperor Shi was wearing a green lotus helmet, and her jade face was divine. At that moment, although she was not a god, she was already a hundred times better than the new gods.

A green lotus fire filled the air on his slender, jade-like palm.

Under the lotus fire, a crack formed in the godhead, and it shattered with a "pop" sound.

On the way to becoming a god, she was concentrating on her own divinity, but unfortunately, different ways do not work together. She can be concentrating on her own divinity, but she can also be destroying her divinity.

The moment the godhead was damaged, the God Altar was turbulent, the ground cracked, and the sky was torn apart by red lightning flashes.

For hundreds of millions of years, no one has ever dared to destroy his own godhood.

However, she Yue Jinghua just dares!

In an instant, the situation changed, and the altar of gods was shaking as if it had experienced an earthquake.

"My God, calm down," the temples prostrate themselves on the ground in fear, and the new gods also knelt down one after another. The scene was chaotic.

When the sky-breaking Qinglong witnessed this scene, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of clouds of chaos, transformed into a dragon shape, and escaped.

"Green Witch Dragon, where can you escape?" I could only hear the roar of the wind behind me, and Yue Jinghua's voice followed him like a shadow.

How could the sky-shattering green dragon turn around? Yue Jinghua, who had concentrated her divine power and was one step away from being named the Seven Evil Gods, was covered in murderous flames that burned the whole sky red.

The blue dragon that breaks the sky has no way to go up to the sky, and has no way to enter the earth.

Just when he was going to the Conferred God Altar to be conferred, Yue Xi united with Yue Minzhi, led the Holy Dragon Riders and a group of Imperial Dragon Riders, crossed the boundary river, and entered the Sun Plane. The former favored ministers of the Sky-breaking Azure Dragon were either

Kill or be imprisoned.

The decayed old regime was vulnerable, and a new regime was re-established on the Japanese plane.

In desperation, Potian Qinglong could only hide in his personal divine domain.

Personal God Realm, as long as he hides in the Personal God Realm, no matter who it is, not even Yue Jinghua can do anything to him.

The once arrogant Blue Dragon shrank in the Vina River.

"Hmph, fortunately, I had the foresight to declare myself a god. Otherwise, I would have been forced into desperation by that damn human woman this time. It's just one step away, just one step away, and I can be crowned a true god. Damn Yue Jing.

Hua, this dragon will definitely seek revenge on you," Po Tian Qing Long huddled in his personal divine realm, like a turtle huddled in its shell, cursing Yue Jinghua.

But his assumptions were shattered by a burst of thunderous rage.

"Green Witch Dragon, you left the Realm of Chaos without authorization and abandoned your tribe. You thought you could escape by hiding in your personal divine domain,"

When the Green Witch Dragon heard this, he suddenly felt out of his body and trembled with fear.

Above the sky, a giant dragon that has existed forever and ever is hovering.

The ancient wizard dragon king!

"No - Ancestor, the Green Witch Dragon dare not betray you," the Blue Witch Dragon's pleading voice was accompanied by a terrifying dragon roar that tore through the sky, and the personal divine realm was torn to pieces by the dragon claws of the ancient Witch Dragon King.

The sky turned red, and Yue Jinghua looked coldly at the Vina River Valley.

In the river valley, the green water was dyed red.

After a long time, the earth returned to calm.

The Ancient Witch Dragon King looked at Yue Jinghua greedily: "Summoner, I have met all your conditions. It's time to hand over your body and soul."

"No, I haven't saved my family and friends yet. Witch Dragon King, come to the Chen plane to find me a hundred years later," the girl smiled slyly, and her figure disappeared under the golden light of the rising sun.

"A hundred years is a hundred years. Remember, after a hundred years, your body and soul will need to be sacrificed to me." The hundred-year agreement was just a blink of an eye for the ancient Witch Dragon King.

It was another day, when the stars gradually disappeared in the beautiful starry sky of the Chen plane and the new sun rose slowly, Ying Wuyou was dressed in a purple robe, bathing in the morning light of stars and moonlight.

This young Emperor Demon would stand in the Emperor Demon Palace every day, staring at the east.

In the far east, there is someone waiting for him.

Half a year has passed and she still hasn't come back.

The wind blew gently, blowing his silver hair, and there was a faint fragrance of Black Manzhuhua beside him. A figure even more beautiful than Black Manzhuhua stood quietly behind him.

A pair of hands gently covered Ying Wuyou's eyes, and someone blew a playful breath behind his ear.

"You are back."

At that moment, Emperor Mo Wuya smiled, but that smile made time stop and the sea turned into mulberry fields.
Chapter completed!