Douluo: Becoming Qian Renxue

Chapter 105 The God of Creation and the God of Destruction

A cave in the Xingdou Great Forest

"Shh, don't talk." Aunt Ning interrupted Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing was about to say something but stopped herself. She had only been practicing for a while, but somehow she ended up in a state of meditation. When she woke up, Xiao Wu was right beside her, absorbing the soul ring.

Looking at Xiao Wu who was sitting cross-legged in front of her, Aunt Ning sneered. She was not just a puppet. It was this rabbit and those people who prevented the king from returning and he could only rebuild his body in resentment. If it were not for the gods not allowing it, she would have slapped these people to death long ago.

Aunt Ning looked coldly at Zhu Zhuqing beside her and said lightly: "Zhu Zhuqing, you must remember that you only have this one choice. If you dare to betray..." Aunt Ning said nothing more, sneered, and made a gesture of wiping her neck.

Zhu Zhuqing only felt that the gentle and beautiful lady in front of her suddenly changed, and she was so scared that cold sweat broke out on her back.

Aunt Ning didn't care at all. She sat next to the small stone and looked at everything in front of her indifferently.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Zhuqing didn't say much. She could only pretend to sit down and try hard to enter the state of cultivation.

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The vast universe and the vast starry sky arouse people's infinite reverie and inspire people to explore the mysteries of the celestial bodies in the universe. The vast sea of ​​stars faces the silver light of the sky. The universe is brilliant and eternal, endless and distant, and there are countless strong people.

The Creator God, also known as the Creator God, the Creator, refers to the God who created the universe and all things.

But is the God of Creation really that powerful? The Creator of the world is just the creation of that piece of land. Who can say how big the universe is?

I heard that every small universe has a destroyer god, whose status is equal to that of the creator god. What kind of sparks will be created when these two collide?
It is rumored that the God of Destruction and the God of Creation have a symbiotic relationship, and both are responsible for the destruction and creation of the universe respectively, and jointly maintain the balance of the universe. Once the God of Creation dies, the God of Destruction will also die.

So, is there a God of Destruction? The answer is yes. But what is the relationship between the God of Destruction and the God of Creation? Is it a symbiotic relationship as rumored? No one knows.

The magnificent pavilion is surrounded by the pond, and the ground is covered with duckweed, which is green and clear. It is a palace-like building with golden glazed tiles shining brightly. The golden glazed tile double-eaved roof is particularly brilliant.

Inside the palace, on a golden lacquer dragon-carved throne, sat a king who looked down upon the world. Below, there was singing and dancing, sleeves fluttering in the wind, bells and chimes ringing, and melodious music.

The woman sitting on the throne was wearing a golden dress. The long hem of the skirt dragged on the stairs below, shining brightly. The material of the dress was extremely smooth silk, which showed off her curvy figure. Her hair was braided into long braids with gorgeous and intricate styles, mixed with gold threads, which also shone brightly and was extremely eye-catching.

The graceful figure, the peerless beauty, the icy skin and the soft and beautiful black hair are like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the sky. It reminds people of the Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens, who has entered the mortal world.

Her skin is as white as snow, her hair is as dense as a weave; her eyes are charming, her lips are as red as cinnabar. See her slender jade hands waving in the air, and see the lingering pure love. Her every move is so charming, and her eyes are so lovely. She is the most beautiful, and I fall in love with her at first sight.

It was such a stunning beauty, holding a wine glass and drinking fine wine.

"Do you think Hei Xuan will stop me?" The woman's voice was very pleasant, delicate but with a hint of enchantment, gentle but with a hint of charm. At first glance, it sounded like a yellow oriole flying out of a valley, a kite crying and a phoenix singing, clear and loud, yet gentle and soft.

The elf who was pouring wine for the stunning woman paused, looking embarrassed, but still answered with a stiff upper lip: "Lord God of Destruction dares not disobey Your Majesty." Bai Yuan snorted coldly and muttered to himself: "Haha, if it weren't for him, how could the successor chosen by this deity have perished?"

Thinking of this, Bai Yuan's mind flashed with her stunning face. He couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic, so he picked up a glass of wine and drank it.

Angel, oh no, you are not only an angel now, you are even better than me, you have both good and evil attributes. When you come back, how should I deal with Hei Xuan? Destroyer God, if I want to deal with him, then I have to give up my life...

On the other side, in a dark and dense forest, huge trees rose from the ground, blocking out the sun, and long grass also formed a forest. The sounds of insects and birds, mixed with the roars and howls of monsters, stretched all the way to the distance. The silvery moonlight penetrated through the layers of leaves and fell on the ground covered with dead branches and rotten leaves.

Dark, pitch-black in color, stood up majestically, but the sky above him was a strange purple-red color, which made people feel creepy.

The sky was dark red, the ground was on fire, and the whole earth seemed to be flowing with disgusting blood, which was thrilling and dizzying. Scarlet rocks could be seen everywhere, and bronze monsters roamed in them, occasionally passing through the sky with sharp golden claws.

The purple-red sky seemed pitch dark, without any temperature or even starlight. The vast forest was so strange that the timid people were unable to move. They seemed to be afraid of the endless darkness outside, but also seemed to be begging for God's blessing.

The God of Destruction, who looked down upon the world, stood in the ruins of broken stones, broken wood, corpses and blood. His black robe with magic patterns was spotless, but the edge of his black mask was stained blood red by the moonlight. His presence was so strong that it seemed as if he was the only person in the world. All the monsters disappeared, and the vicious birds that had been rampant here before disappeared without a trace.

"How boring." The man's voice sounded with a hint of joking. If one ignores the strange environment around him, this voice can easily make people think of a gentle and elegant young man.

The man took off the mask on his face, revealing his handsome face. He was over 1.9 meters tall, close to 1.95 meters tall, with a tall stature, bronze skin, clear and deep features, like a sculpture, handsome dark red eyes, dark red hair, wild and unrestrained, evil and sexy, three-dimensional facial features, handsome as if carved with a knife, and a dissolute smile on his evil and handsome face.

His face was so handsome that everything else lost its color in an instant. The cold wind lifted his black sleeves, making the unruly look between his brows look even more evil.

Suddenly, the man smirked: "Why, is she holding a party?"

At some point, a burly man appeared next to the man and was kneeling in front of him, looking down at the dark ground. He didn't dare to look up at all, and he couldn't wait to hug the man's legs.

"God, Your Majesty came here in a bad mood today, so..." Before the man finished speaking, Hei Xuan had disappeared from the spot.

Only one flower was left. It was a gorgeous, bright red flower with no leaves. It was a gorgeous, shocking red, red like blood. The sad flower looked shockingly red.

Is this... the other shore? Lycoris radiata.

The devil's tenderness and longing?

Thinking of this, the burly man was stunned and couldn't help laughing at himself. How could a devil be gentle? An existence like the God of Destruction actually likes this kind of hell flower. If he tells others about it, won't he be laughed at?

He naturally knew how to read people's expressions and destroyed the red flower immediately.

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