At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

The figure of Yuanshi Tianzun turned into a little bit of starlight and received it in Zhao Feiyu's hands.

Although his physical injuries have recovered in time, the damage to his soul is not so easy to repair, so Zhao Feiyu can only take him into the space of the main god first.

It is more conducive to Yuanshi Tianzun to heal his wounds quietly.

Zhao Feiyu took a deep breath, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the countless men in black and ferocious monsters in front of him, but he only had absolute cold killing intent: "Now, it's your turn!"

Before the words were finished, there was a sudden change behind him, and a huge shadow was cast in the direction of the seemingly empty void.

It was a monster with a bloody mouth, and it swallowed Zhao Feiyu whole in one gulp the moment it appeared.

"Zhao Feiyu!"

"Son!"

Han Xiang and the three-legged Golden Crow exclaimed at the same time, rushing forward in a hurry, but Ah Wu was the fastest, almost rushing forward in two steps.

"Tsk tsk tsk, is this the legendary Zhao Feiyu?" The leader of the man in black smiled coldly, and said jokingly, "It doesn't look very good, it was eaten by mirage beasts, waiting to turn into blood!"

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed, and the relaxed and freehand expression just now disappeared, and what was left was inconceivable and confused: "How could this be?"

That is, in an instant, the huge black monster suddenly exploded, and countless flesh and blood shot out in all directions with a stench.

In the rain of black flesh and blood, endless radiance flowed out, illuminating the tall figure inside, like a god descending into the world.

Zhao Feiyu stood in the black mist, his eyes were as clear as snow, but the most eye-catching thing was the thing beside him that exuded a cold light.

This touch of divinity is mixed with the powerful coercion.

"die!"

A voice without emotion came out of Zhao Feiyu's mouth, like an oracle of death.

Whoa!

The sharp invisible blade raged away, and the monster and the man in black who were closest to him were instantly torn apart, cut into the finest powder by the dense blade.

"Back!" The leader sensed that something was wrong in advance, his eyes widened with anger, hissed loudly, and at the same time, his figure rushed back.

When he looked up, he suddenly saw a pair of cold eyes.

He still wanted to struggle, but a hand grabbed his throat directly, and he couldn't move an inch.

The cold breath penetrated his body in an instant.

"You...what do you want to do?" The arrogance of the leader of the man in black disappeared immediately, and in Zhao Feiyu's hands, he was even worse than a bug.

"A low-level ancient sage!" Zhao Feiyu asked coldly, his eyes drooping slightly, "Say, who ordered you to come here?"

The methods of this group of men in black are vicious, and their goal is very clear, just to capture Dongfang Yuxiao, the purpose is obvious.

As a hostage, Zhao Feiyu will be used in the future.

But Zhao Feiyu broke his head and couldn't figure it out. He didn't provoke any forces in the mythical universe, and the only dragon city that had conflicts was wiped out in that disaster.

This group of men and monsters in black are all saints or even ancient saints, and they don't look like high-level people.

There are not many forces that can come up with this kind of lineup, strictly speaking, it should be extremely rare.

But no matter which side it is, Zhao Feiyu asked himself that he had never been in contact with it, let alone revenge or taking hostages.

As the strength in his hand gradually increased, the man in black's original will to resist also collapsed, crying and saying: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I will tell you everything you want to know, I will say everything..."

"Let me ask again for the last time, who ordered you to slaughter?" Zhao Feiyu asked with gritted teeth.

When the man in black heard the words, his eyes were frightened and struggling, his teeth were chattering up and down, but he just couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Don't say it, right? It doesn't matter, you will say it." Zhao Feiyu looked calm, and grabbed his shoulder with the other hand, with a dark force, he actually tore that arm off directly.

"what!"

The shrill screams rolled on the barren land, Zhao Feiyu crushed his physical body and corresponding spirit body at the same time.

The pain went straight into the soul, and it was definitely not something that could be sustained by perseverance.

"I said..." Finally, the man in black gave in and struggled to say, "Yes...it's the clown..."

call out!

Zhao Feiyu's complexion changed drastically, and the barrier in his body expanded instantly, but it was too late, a silvery white flow penetrated into the eyebrow of the man in black like a spirit snake.

The latter lost consciousness almost immediately, his pupils dilated, and even his spiritual body and soul had collapsed.

"Who?" Zhao Feiyu turned his head and shouted violently, only to see a shadowy figure flashing across the dark sky, like a ghost.

Seeing that he succeeded in sneak attack, the other party immediately turned around and disappeared.

"Stop going!" How could Zhao Feiyu agree, if this guy was let go, then all the clues would really be cut off.

The amber sharpshooter suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and an earth-shattering tiger roar spread out.

The shadow also trembled for it, that is, this time, Zhao Feiyu already felt it, and stretched out his hand to grab it.

But it didn't catch the entity, and the shadow finally completely dissipated between the sky and the earth.

"Bastard!" Zhao Feiyu was about to burst into tears, and swung the sharp spear in his hand downwards. The terrifying power created a huge crack and abyss in this ferocious ground.

"My lord..." Han Xiang worriedly looked at the furious figure, and wanted to step forward to comfort him, but was stopped by the three-legged Golden Crow, "He has to taste some things after all, outsiders can't help him, only himself Only then can I free myself!"

He paused, and said softly, "This is... the poisoned wine of eternal life."

Han Xiang's heart moved, and she turned her head to look at him, only to see the vicissitudes and gloomy eyes of the three-legged Golden Crow, as if she had buried many, many past events.

After venting, Zhao Feiyu gradually calmed down and looked down at the half of his hair in his hand.

The hair is light golden, so light that it can almost be seen as white, soft and smooth, with a very good texture.

Like a woman's hair.

There was a deep light in Zhao Feiyu's eyes, and he put the lock of hair into the main god's space, and then released the brilliance in his hands, drawing out an ordinary house.

This is the result of Zhao Feiyu's Avenue of Time and the Avenue of Creation working together, which visualizes the destroyed houses that were once located here.

Create again.

"Come on, let's go in first!"

Zhao Feiyu said to the three-legged Jinwu trio wearily.

"Um……"

Han Xiang pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

This house is very simple, but it has all the furniture and other things. It seems that it should be a family endowed by a famous family or a landlord class.

It's a pity that everything has turned into ashes on the ground now, and there is no trace of any existence anymore.