Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 1179 Who Can Distinguish Gods and Demons (54)

Beneath the long wet hair was a pale little face.

No matter how far you look, you can't tell any difference from children of other ethnic groups.

Aowu frowned, stepped forward, squatted down, and carried the child under a boulder. It was a little dry here, but the clear spiritual power could still be felt.

These spiritual powers are all mixed with Buddha Qi.

For the demons, it is fatal.

Aowu looked at him, frowning slightly.

He is not the Mozu, and he doesn't know how to heal the Mozu.

He could only watch the child lying here, and then he saw that the child opened his eyes slightly and muttered something in his mouth.

"What did you say?"

Aww, I dare not get too close.

The child looked at him, and slowly stretched out a small fleshy hand, trying hard, trying to reach something.

Aww nothing happened.

He looked at this small face, and almost instantly, he thought of another face.

"Eggy..."

Just like him, he was born with evil spirits all over his body, which cannot be accommodated by the Six Realms.

That part of my heart suddenly softened, and looking at this child again, my heart aches and hurts.

He reached out and took the little hand that the child offered.

His fingertips were icy cold.

"Mom..."

"What did you say?"

Awow bow your head.

Next to the ear, there is the immature and weak voice of the child.

"Mom..."

Grandma.

Do you mean mother?

Aww, I felt a little sad, when I saw him, I thought of Eggy.

"Your mother, where are you?"

"Mom...don't go..."

The child turned his head slowly, looking at the higher mountain with empty eyes.

Immediately afterwards, drops of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

The little hand holding Aowu suddenly let go weakly and fell to the ground.

Aww look at him.

A small child may only speak a few words, and then have no chance to speak.

The death of the demons is the same as that of the gods and immortals.

That is death without an afterlife.

God does not give them a chance to start over. This life, good or bad, since there is no next life, they will cherish it very much.

Aowu pursed his lips slightly, and buried the child.

Then look up at the mountain peak that leads directly to the Nine Heavens, from a distance, it goes straight to the sky.

The demons, who can't even keep their children, are obviously at the end of their rope.

This rain was like a catastrophe from heaven, and it only targeted their clan for massacre.

The immortal demons are most afraid of the Buddha's light.

The rain never stops, and the demons will never have a chance to survive in such a world.

Just as I thought about it, there was a loud sound of footsteps behind me, and I hid in the corner and looked back, followed closely, and saw hundreds of protoss and immortals gathered in a small team, aggressively facing Go inside.

The appearance of the same race made Aowu feel relieved and stepped forward.

Seeing that he was a protoss, the group directly pulled Aowu into the team.

"Where are you going?"

"The ancestor is at the top of the mountain, we have to take this opportunity to destroy that demon clan!"

"Don't let any one go! While the rain is still falling, drag out all the hidden demons!"

Aowu watched as they dragged the extremely weak demons into the heavy rain from various dark crevices.

To them, the rainwater from the sky is sulfuric acid and magma, and the evil spirit is crazily leaked out, like a pot of hot water poured on the fiery red charcoal.

The screaming and howling continued.

It sounded very sad and miserable.

Aowu silently watched the demons on the ground die after struggling hopelessly.

For some reason, I felt a little panicked in my heart.

(End of this chapter)