Devil Seeds

At this time, on Ke Xiaoliang's data panel, the total balance of magic value has reached more than four million.

As more and more people entered the Huzhong Realm, and as the background story of the world gradually unfolded, even if Ke Xiaoliang didn't do anything, his magic value would fluctuate by thousands or tens of thousands every minute.

Sometimes, with a little twists and turns, a large area of ​​harvest will be ushered in.

Suddenly, the autumn wind came, and the 'crops' all over the ground were full.

"Before I sent Yin Feiyang to the church scene before the world was destroyed, and got an important 'plot', I thought it was just for him to get some information. But in the end, Matthew looked at Yin Feiyang... a bit interesting. It seems that the real world, as expected It is different from the false world set by me alone. The latter is rigid and blunt, while the former is full of changes and details that even I cannot fully grasp." Ke Xiaoliang, who thought of this, did not have any thoughts. unhappy.

This change was actually something he had expected.

As stated in the Honghuangliu novels that I often read in my previous life, the general trend of the way of heaven cannot be changed, but the small trend can be changed.

It means that the big trend and big process determined by the way of heaven cannot be changed and cannot be violated. However, the small details that occur in these large processes can be changed and changed.

For example, the Conferred God War is necessary, but it is not necessarily fixed who will be on the Conferred God List.

This is the difference between the general trend and the small knot.

In this post-nuclear wasteland world, Ke Xiaoliang represents the way of heaven.

He set the general direction and process of the world.

As for any changes in the details, it was not entirely through his hands.

Of course, Ke Xiaoliang can use his authority to forcefully interfere in some details.

It is possible to do this...but it is not necessary.

To be a Taoist ancestor, one must have the style of being a Taoist ancestor.

Macro-control is enough, as long as the details are in line with the overall interests, why bother to intervene in everything and imprison everything?

Of the more than 4 million mana points harvested, Ke Xiaoliang kept 1 million as a spare.

The remaining 3 million were thrown into the world again, to generate a large area of ​​ocean outside the existing continental plate, and to create a new land frame.

Although the overall area of ​​the world is not small now, it is still necessary to open up the map as soon as possible and expand the world area as soon as possible for longer-term development and harvesting more crops for a longer period of time.

Otherwise, when the practitioners who came to this world have become powerful to a certain extent, able to travel around the whole world, discover the size and level of the whole world, and then expand the world, there will inevitably be many loopholes.

While creating a new continent, Ke Xiaoliang is also working on building the ruins of the City of God.

There will be the whole world, the most core, and the most terrifying and terrifying place.

Tens of millions of people have died here, and God has been seriously injured here and shed blood.

A place like this should be different.

Of course, the ruins of the City of God cannot be completely built in such a short period of time alone.

Can only temporarily set an outline and tone.

On the other side, the conflict between the righteous and the devil has intensified in this different world.

Song Qingwen and Murong Yunting looked at each other.

They have a clean head and know that this stalemate cannot continue.

It was their intention to keep the orthodox monks.

Moreover, Yin Feiyang, the sword master of Yulong, has already exploded in strength and combat effectiveness in reality. Although he is not afraid of such a righteous and powerful figure, it is not beneficial.

Murong Yun heard the cue from Song Qingwen's eyes, and shouted: "Elder Xue! Stop it! A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. If we use mere threats to make a person like Sword Master Yin submit, Then he won't make the world's demons and cultivators hate him so much, but still leave him helpless."

These words greatly relieved the extremely intense and tragic atmosphere on the scene.

Xue Wuliang planned to continue to show off his 'prestige', but he found that Song Qingwen was staring at him with icy eyes, and the madness in his head instantly cooled down.

Inside the Demon Sect, even the elders are divided into ranks.

And Song Qingwen... is undoubtedly at the level close to the peak.

Not to mention, since having this adventure in another world, Song Qingwen has had many 'chances', and his cultivation has improved slightly.

As for Xue Wuliang, he is a relatively low-level elder. Although everyone has the same status in name, they are far inferior in reality.

Xue Wuliang, who was subdued in his heart but dissatisfied with his mouth, continued to look at Yin Feiyang with contemptuous eyes: "Sword Master Yin! I don't care how good you are outside, here... you are always defeated by me. Never mind that you once How majestic, I can step you into the mud to eat shit at any time! Hahaha...!"

After finishing speaking, a long series of rampant laughter really attracted a lot of hatred.

Yin Feiyang reluctantly stood up from the ground, and patted the dust on his body with his twisted palm as if nothing had happened.

Then he extended his bloody hand to Xue Wuliang's eyes.

"return!"

"What?" Xue Wuliang was taken aback.

"Cross! Return it!" Yin Feiyang said.

Xue Wuliang laughed, pointed at Yin Feiyang and said, "Are you crazy? How dare you ask me to return the things I took away?"

Yin Feiyang just said indifferently: "If you break my arm, I will remember your sword. If you destroy my disciple's arms, I will remember your two swords. In this world, there is no one who can stand my three swords safely. Sword. I don’t know if you, Elder Xue, can withstand my fourth sword.”

As soon as these words came out, Xue Wuliang unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva even though he was not afraid on the surface.

Obviously, the plan of the monks of Mozong failed.

They thought that they could get rid of Yin Feiyang's pride.

But it seems to have backfired.

"This requires coordinated actions or specific words to open it!" Song Qingwen took the cross from Xue Wuliang's hand, shook it in front of his eyes, and said carefully.

He once also collected some crosses, and even read the entire Bible.

From the material point of view, this is just an ordinary silver cross, nothing unusual or special.

Therefore, Song Qingwen guessed that in order to use it, other conditions were needed.

Facing Song Qingwen's temptation, Yin Feiyang did not answer.

Just use the other hand to break back some of the dislocated bones one by one.

The whole process was expressionless, it was clearly a matter of severe pain, but he did not frown.

"I can tell you that I learned an important piece of information by traveling through time and space. You can also try to see if you can force the answer out of my mouth."

As he said that, he turned around and said to many righteous monks: "Disciples! If you feel that you can't help it, you will withdraw from the world first. I, Yin Feiyang, will never blame you. If you stay, then don't blame me for being ruthless. These devil bastards later Ladies and gentlemen, if I use any means on you, I will write it down for you. I will return it a thousand times in the future."

"Do you trust me?"