Supreme God King

The sixth year of the Avenue Times, April 11th, dusk.

With the craftsman’s old land as the center, the land with a radius of nine trillion miles collides with the sky.

The old craftsman's land is like a severely weathered stone. During the collision, the earth was stripped and divided piece by piece, and all the relics of the craftsman's civilization were destroyed.

This collision affected every corner of the craftsman’s old land, and the number of **** kings who witnessed this collision with their own eyes exceeded 80,000.

Even to the west of Jiashouguan, Yege Mansion and hundreds of Kunming state capitals near the artisan’s old land, all felt the strong shock. Some buildings and cities collapsed one after another, groups of Kunming monks were disturbed and rose into the air. Looking at the old craftsman's place, I was shocked by the sight of the transfer of the distant world.

Night Song Mansion, western area.

The rolling mountains, jungles, cities, and roads have been destroyed by earth fragments flying from the craftsmen's old land. There are huge pits everywhere, burning with flames. This scene has lasted for several hours.

The final confrontation between Meng Fan and Mother Qinglin, the collision between the sky and the thick soil, has lasted for several hours.

Blocks of continents, blocks of cities kept hitting the sky barriers, and huge fires burst out and filled.

The whole old artisan land also fell into a dead silence, except for the chaos, nothing was seen, nor any traces of creatures.

At the end of April 11th.

The collision between the sky and the thick soil suddenly stopped.

Among the continental debris flying in the sky.

Mother Qinglin's face was haggard.

She coughed lightly, constantly spitting out blood from her mouth, her head full of silver hair, also constantly changing and flashing, sometimes bright red, sometimes gray-black, sometimes light blue.

Any **** king who saw her could clearly feel her vitality dissipated seriously.

She raised her head and looked at the colorful sky barriers.

Meng Fan, dressed in a green shirt, floated up under the brilliant light.

Mother Qinglin looked at Meng Fan, although her teeth were tight, she couldn't feel any anger in her heart.

Only, humble, and fear.

Until Meng Fan stood in front of her.

Mother Qinglin said with difficulty.

"Kuns, it's declining."

Meng Fan nodded: "Yes, the Kun clan has fallen. With you, and your immature chaotic way, they fall together."

"But you can't destroy the Kun Clan!" Mother Qinglin shouted hysterically. "There is no power in this world that can destroy the Kun Clan. The Kun Clan is not a protoss. The Kun Clan has a huge number and tenacious vitality. Even if it is struggling, it can survive in the world..."

"You are really, too stupid." There was pity in Meng Fan's eyes. "Of course the Kun Clan is not a Protoss, but no matter how strong the vitality the Kun Clan is and how large the number, insects will always be insects.

I will not destroy the Kun Clan, how can I destroy the Kun Clan? Just having this idea is naive and ridiculous. Just as I let go of the change and let Lin Xiu Palace Master, even if I could kill them casually, but I let them go, if your thirties didn't stupidly run in front of me, blocking my vision , I won't kill her, do you know why? "

Empress Qinglin's face was blank.

Meng Fandao: "The Kun people have a strict system. Leaders have absolute power. There can be no vacuum in such things as absolute power. Unlike the future heaven, if the heavenly king is not there, someone will naturally be elected as the heavenly king and choose the talents, even if there is no one. The king of heaven, everyone can also help each other in the same boat, because in the future heaven, there is no absolute power, but similar things, if it happens in the human world, it is impossible. The power of the emperor of the human world far exceeds that of the leaders of other worlds. Originating from the ancient system of humanity, the so-called'a country cannot be ruled out for a day' is this truth.

The human world is the world of the Great Dao. It is the peak of humanity, enlightened, tolerant, and has the most complete laws. Even the central emperor, the most powerful humanitarian leader after the ancestors of humanity, dare not go beyond the laws. He still wants to listen to Hundred Sages’ opinions, love the people of Limin, and let the rule be peaceful and prosperous.

The Kun nationality world is far more terrifying. With a word from the leader, millions of Kun nationality can commit suicide.

This kind of absolute power is not allowed to be vacant.

So once you die, what will happen to Siwon Dynasty?

The Warring States came together and the heroes contended for hegemony.

Killing your own race will be more cruel than killing other races.

Your internal struggle will be more **** than an external war.

You are savage, backward, and ignorant. There are no morals, laws, ethics, and so on. You will not be burdened at the moment of killing, and will have no scruples.

You have tens of millions of children, and thousands of them have become kings of gods and hold the power of a mansion. You still have many generals and commanders, who are deeply loved by you, just like your half-child.

Don't kill your children, leave your children, let them fight.

Fight for that supreme power.

Back then, it took you millions of years to dominate the Kun people's world.

Today, as long as the Kun nationality world has been involved in infighting for hundreds of years, it will be fine.

During the several hundred years of fighting within the Kun Clan, I don't know how many Kun Clan will fall, or how many strong people will die.

But these are not important.

The important thing is that in these hundreds of years, the Dadao World will rise rapidly.

You have already seen how terrifying the rise of the Dao World in the past few years.

Then for hundreds of years, when the Kun people came together in a **** fight and looked at this huge universe, they would find that they were too small to be worth mentioning.

And I don’t need hundreds of years.

Four years later, the Emperor of Heaven regained consciousness. "

Meng Fan stretched out a finger and gently tapped it on the center of Mother Qinglin's brow.

"To kill a strong man who has dominated for tens of millions of years is always unbearable, but immortality is a sin."

Mother Qinglin looked at Meng Fan.

Already expressionless.

Flick your finger.

Qinglin mother emperor turned into dust, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The old land of the craftsman has been shattered.

When everything is calm.

From all corners of the craftsman's old land, a **** of the future came out of the haze.

Old craftsman land, deep in the void.

The old man closed the huge scroll, stood up with the help of the evolving soul, and walked out.

"Teacher, is that enough?"

The evolving soul asked.

The old man nodded: "This battle is enough. Three years and eight months later, we will come again to see the awakening of the Emperor, and the future battle between the Emperor and the Emperor. The result of that battle will completely change the cosmos. It will also change the meaning of our poet's civilization."

"Meaning..." Evolved Yuanshen repeated.

The old man said: "The two words meaning are too heavy to be understood by you now...the heavens in the future are really interesting civilizations. They have actually created a tower of meaning. At this point, they have surpassed others. There are too many avenues, too many."