The scorching sun made the red and yellow Gobi hot, and the thin moisture on the ground was steamed, and wisps of white smoke came out.

The owner of the Nether Flower House walked in front, with a long black gauze blowing in the wind, his waist was slender, his chest and buttocks were upright, and a strand of dark spirit was radiating out on his body, turning into a divine river, flowing in front, exploring space traps and divine patterns.

The colorful god followed her, not afraid of the danger here at all. His narrow eyes were always frozen on the Lord of the Minghua House, with extremely aggressive eyes.

He said, "How many years have you been practicing?"

The Lord of the Nether Flower House knew that the Caiyi God had a strong cultivation level and did not dare to neglect it. He hurriedly said, "Sixty thousand years."

"What a pity, it's a pity. After 60,000 years of cultivation, his cultivation is still at the middle stage of the middle level of the god. The master of the shop may not be able to reach the level of the god!" Caiyi Shen said.

When the main story was said, the owner of the Minghua House looked dark and his mood became depressed.

Caiyi God continued: "Even if you practice to the realm of the upper god, you may not be able to survive the disaster of the Yuanhui. Only in the middle stage of the upper god can you have some chances to succeed. What is the difference between the true god who can only live one Yuanhui and the false god?"

The Lord of the Minghuafang's expression was frozen for a moment, and he looked a little bitter, but he pretended to be indifferent and said, "Life has its own length, life and death have its own fixed numbers. Since my upper limit of qualifications is the middle level god, then this is my fixed number."

Although the Lord of the Minghuafang planned to realize the truth with music and break the realm and reach the highest god, the possibility of success of this path was slim. In fact, she did not have much hope.

"Wrong, big mistake! Such an idea is just a self-deception. Practitioners should fight for everything. As long as they can make themselves stronger, they cannot let go of even the smallest chance. Even if they sacrifice their most important things, they must face difficulties and seize opportunities." Caiyi Shinto said.

Minghuafang took the initiative and stopped and asked: "What is the opportunity that the senior said?"

The colorful god showed a smile of "I knew you would take the hook" and carried his hands on his back. His body was not very tall and handsome, but it exuded an evil and terrifying aura, saying, "Do you know who I am?"

Every word is like thunder, which makes the eardrums of the Minghuafang master buzz and the soul seems to be about to fly out of his body.

The man opposite seemed to contain energy like a shattered galaxy, and his eyes were like torches. Although he looked ugly, he could make people feel that he was unparalleled and extraordinary with his strange eyes.

Just a clone has such power.

It is not necessary to guess that he must have a great origin, and he is definitely not a Supreme Guardian, but a overlord in the Heavenly Court or Hell.

Seeing that the Colorful God was successful, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "I am the Lord of Yin and Yang Realm."

"God of Colorful Clothing!"

The owner of the Nether Flower House blurted out, his beautiful face full of shock.

He is really a overlord, this is the top existence standing in the universe.

The Yin and Yang Realm is a strong world in the Heavenly Court, with multiple great worlds attached to it. The three words "Colored God" are definitely well-known among the gods. It is not surprising that the Lord of the Nether Flower House will lose his composure because of this.

"God of Colorful Clothing?"

The God of Colorful Clothing shook his head and said, "There are indeed very few people who know my real name. Ignorant people, seeing that I often wear seven-colored clothing, are called that!"

"Xing Huantian is already a place of right and wrong, and will definitely be destroyed in this war. The owner of the shop looks stunning and has good cultivation. If he is willing to be his concubine, he can take you to the Yin and Yang Realm to avoid disaster."

"This is a great opportunity for you! The owner of the shop should know that practicing with this yin and yang can bring great benefits. It is never difficult to cultivate to reach the level of a higher god."

The colorful god's eyes were bright and powerfully seductive.

The Lord of the Nether Flower House became a god in the Twelve Squares of the Goddess. He had a certain resistance to this tempting power and quickly woke up. She knew that dual cultivation with the Colorful God could indeed get some benefits.

However, she knew better that this benefit was only short-lived, and the God of Color only regarded her as a yin medicine for replenishment.

The so-called concubine does not exist at all.

Once you practice dual cultivation with the Colorful God, you will be the master and slave. In the end, your consciousness will gradually deteriorate and become a slave who lives in desires and desires every day.

However, the Colorful God is the overlord and has a great cultivation level. In this Yuhong Mountain Range, will the Lord of the Minghua House dare to reject him?

Not to mention in the Yuhong Mountains, even in the Goddess Tower in the World, the Lord of the Minghua House would not dare to refuse. Because she knew that the White Queen could not save her.

Otherwise, how could the Colorful God become the Supreme Guardian of the Twelve Squares of the Goddess?

I'm afraid that the White Queen will compromise in front of him!

Just when the Lord of the Nether Flower House was hesitating, the Colorful God couldn't wait. His eyes sank, he pinched his claws with his hands, grabbed her, and sneered: "I am not giving you a choice, it's an order. You are not qualified to make a choice at all!"

The Lord of the Nether Flower House was wary. At the moment when the Colorful God took action, dozens of afterimages appeared and flew out.

"Thorn!"

The colorful god was so angry that he just grabbed a black lace tulle skirt and failed to capture her, his eyes stagnated.

Then, a cruel smile appeared on his face: "Very good, fun! Since you like to play, I will play with you slowly!"

The Lord of the Nether Flower House was still in shock and retreated to the distance. He only had a strapless breast on his upper body, and a large piece of snow-white skin exposed. He immediately released his divine realm world and said, "I know I am not your opponent, but if you continue to force me, I can only explode the divine source and die with you."

The god of Caiyi sniffed the fragrant gauze skirt, smiled and walked over, saying, "Die with me? Will I die with my clone?"

"You are wrong, silly girl. By self-destructing the source of the divine, you can indeed threaten gods that are stronger than you, or even those in the early stage of the upper god, you will retreat. However, in front of me... even my clone, there is no meaning at all."

The colorful god is getting closer and closer.

The Lord of the Nether Flower House summoned the supreme holy weapon, Wanjie Huazhai, and fought it out.

Ji is both her musical instrument and her warrior.

After the Wanjie Flower Flying out, it became bigger and bigger, like a square temple, densely packed with supreme inscriptions burst out with the might of destroying the world under the urging of his spirit.

"Haha, you are still reluctant to die. If a person dares not die when he deserves to die, then the outcome will definitely be worse than death."

The colorful god poked out a palm, and his palm was breathing, and a black palm that was hundreds of meters long was induced, grabbing the suppressed Wanjie Huaxia in his palm and collecting it.

"How is that possible?"

The Lord of the Nether Flower House could not believe that the thunder attack that he and the Supreme Holy Artifact would be easily resolved by the opponent, and even the war soldiers were taken away.

How big is the difference in cultivation?

He didn't dare to think too much, and the Lord of the Nether Flower House immediately burned the divine blood in his body and fled to the depths of the red and yellow Gobi Desert.

Only by going to a place that is more dangerous can one gain a glimmer of hope.

"It must not fall into his hands."

The owner of the Nether Flower House shuddered when he thought of the terrible consequences.

Captured by the Colorful God will not only become his slave, but will also be deprived of his spiritual will.

Caiyi God chased after him slowly, grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, spread his palms, and smiled and said, "Girl, you can't escape, the quicksand world!"

The owner of the Nether Flower House who was fleeing stepped on the air and realized that the red and yellow Gobi had disappeared and he fell into the quicksand.

The quicksand squeezed from all directions, extremely heavy, and with the power of her mid-level god, she could not fight against it. She knew that this was the world derived from the rule divine pattern of the colorful god.

Pressed in the quicksand, the Lord of the Nether Flower House was extremely uncomfortable, unable to breathe, unable to activate his spirit, and even his soul and spiritual thoughts were imprisoned, as if the heaven and earth were pressing on her.

Just when she was in pain, her body fell to the ground, and her white and plump chest was violently undulating. When she looked up, she found herself slumped in front of the colorful god.

The spirit and regular divine patterns released from the Caiyi God were invisibly pressed on her.

"I just said, you can't escape."

Caiyi God flipped his palm, and the sand in his palm was raised on her body, falling on her hair, face, and shoulders.

The Lord of the Nether Flower House only felt that this moment was even more uncomfortable than death. He wanted to break free from the constraints and get up and fight, but he couldn't do it.

The God of Colorful Clothing stretched out his finger, held up the chin of the Lord of the Nether Flower House, looked carefully, and said, "If you surrender directly, how could you suffer these sufferings? Now if you want to self-destruct the source of the divine, you will have no chance!"

"Bang!"

Caiyi God withdrew his smile on his face, slapped him, and slapped him on the ground, saying coldly: "This is your disobedient lesson. If you dare to disobey me in the future, who will... who will?"

The colorful god raised his head and looked ahead. At some point, a gray-haired old man appeared there, standing on the bare hill and looking at him.

Too weird!

The soul of the God of Colorful Clothes did not even notice when he appeared.

Without hesitation, the Colorful God merged his fingers and a powerful wave of flame light hit the fingertips.

"Wow!"

The light wave is as thick as a bowl, and the energy causes the surrounding space to fluctuate, causing ripples to appear.

Zhang Ruochen raised his wrinkled hand. In an instant, the sky suddenly changed, the scorching sun disappeared, the day turned into darkness, and the stars in the sky were circulating outside the sky. With a wave of his arm, all the stars in the sky fell down and turned into huge fireballs, hitting the colorful god.

"Boom!"

The harsh sunlight waves were instantly submerged by the flying planets.

The Colorful God thought at first that this was just the other party's brilliant illusion, but when the stars hit him, he realized that they were all real. Each star was dozens of miles, or even hundreds of miles long.

"This is the formation, the space divine formation, and the Shengkanqi-combined formation."

The colorful clothes were extremely magnificent. The colorful clothes on her body burst out with a star-like divine light, burning all the stars in the sky, turning them into magma droplets and sprinkling them down.
Chapter completed!