The space beneath God's feet exploded.

He jumped high with his stick, and his whole body was ejected into the air. The Overlord of the Nine Supreme Artifacts was bent by violence...

After giving up the body, the spirit, the mind, and the self, the power surges. Before the four spirits of giving up are also extinguished, with the help of the eight gates, seven constellations, and six paths...

One stick!

Nothing fancy.

With a simple stick, he slashed down on the empty thirty-third heaven of the ruins of God.

"drink!!!"

…

"Wait a minute..."

Xu Xiaoshou only heard such a shocked sound.

Under the blow of the Overlord's stick, the whole world was rolled in the middle, squeezed under the stick, and then completely shattered.

Break all laws with one force!

There isn't any breaking sound.

He felt that his "self", that is, the world of flowers, was distorted, just like the flowers rippling in the water in the mirror.

After that, the thirty-third heaven of God's Relics disappeared, but the world of flowers never appeared again.

My consciousness cooled down and I felt warm to the touch, as if I had entered a special place that no one had ever seen before.

"Why?"

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head, flipped his wrist, and found that his body was back - in fact, he was not dead in the first place, but was obliterated by the illusion of Hua Weiyang's second world.

At this point he can be sure that his judgment is correct.

The violent golden body was not produced, which proves that the evil spirits and empty hatred are all fake.

Hua Weiyang is good at phantom swordsmanship.

But only one hand.

"Could he be merciful?"

"But I have no mercy..."

Xu Xiaoshou knew the strength of his stick.

The god who sacrificed his life made Sui Yin complain endlessly, and the god who gave up his life could not have given Hua Weiyang a critical blow with a stick, knocking her consciousness to death?

Falling in this secluded mountain and water source, surrounded by cicadas and summer trees, and the sound of clear springs at your feet.

Along the roadside, you can vaguely see the smoke coming from cooking fires not far away, and there is a wooden house surrounded by a fence.

There are only a few chickens and ducks on the side of the house, neither fat nor thin, clucking and quacking.

There should be people to live in and people to feed...

"Then he shouldn't be dead yet."

"But with one stick, did it hit me deep in Hua Weiyang's memory?"

Xu Xiaoshou clicked his tongue, not knowing what he was feeling at the moment, so he walked towards the wooden house ahead with only a little curiosity.

Before people arrive, perception arrives first.

Perception came first, and no one was seen, but a scolding voice could be heard coming from the small wooden house:

"Where's Weiyang?"

"Where is Weiyang?"
Chapter completed!