He Xiaotian was alone, seemingly suicidal, and rushed out of the central area, intending to challenge the other ninety-eight hundred incarnations of the Son of Bliss except this one. It can be said that a large number of people were shocked.

The strength exerted within the stars and outside the stars are completely different. You kid really doesn’t want to live anymore, and you plan to bury yourself under the stars, right?

The gambling dogs were all so happy that they just took out the fireworks and firecrackers handed down from their ancestors and had a great time. They were about to get rich overnight, how could they not be happy?

Of course, there are also a large number of people, whose eyes are shining with desire as if they have seen a rare treasure. These people are none other than the enemies that He Xiaotian has severely offended one by one.

In the Daxue Mountains, the Immortal Dynasty, and the Zeng family, everyone wished they could peel off their skin, bleed them, dismantle their bones, and carve out their flesh to vent their hatred. However, the subordinates who smuggled over there were not strong enough, and they were defeated time and time again.

Sha was tragically hung up and hammered by the devil himself, humiliated among millions of stars, and extorted a large sum of money from them again and again, making the masterminds behind the scenes quite embarrassed.

If you don't avenge this kind of hatred, don't you swear to be a human being? Now they and others have finally found a chance, you are such a big indigenous devil. Give you three points of color, you really dare to open a dyeing workshop. We want to see if you can

Under the protection of the power of the Emperor of Heaven, how can you jump next?

If I don't slap you to death, we are all in vain!!

So, one by one, they immediately gathered a large group of people and ordered all the soldiers to rush towards the central area. They wanted to whip the corpse to vent their anger before the Son of Paradise beat He Xiaotian into ashes. The worst he could do was to tear off a piece of flesh.

Boil it and eat it to take revenge.

If the other party is not dead after they arrive at their destination, it would be better without further explanation. God is willing. There is nothing more comforting than the enemy's howl.

He Xiaotian's enemies thought they had found a chance to take revenge, and they all felt very happy, waiting to reach the outside of the central territory.

But what a pity for the Son of Bliss who caused this great turmoil!

I thought it was a sure-shot operation, but I never expected that He would actually have such an evil thing in his hand. Although the lethality of this thing is slightly insufficient, it is as disgusting as any other method.

When those beams of light, which were like exploding firecrackers, shot at the ninety-eight incarnations at high speed, they all had a unified expression on their faces.

Disdain!!

It's almost visible to the naked eye.

Don't blame them for being careless. Their eyes almost popped out. They really didn't see how powerful this beam of damage was.

If it weren't for the purpose of preventing being tricked by the despicable and shameless indigenous devil, they probably wouldn't even be able to put up a symbolic defense.

The next result will naturally end in tragedy.

A faint golden light bloomed from the cassocks of the people of all generations. These people did not even use the power of the golden wheel of merit behind their heads. Obviously they did not put the light beam of the yellow clay bowl in their eyes.

And after a hundred generations, judging from the eyes of everyone, this thing is really not threatening. If it behaves like it is mobilizing an army and mobilizing a large number of people, as if facing a formidable enemy, it is really not a fault, it will be a loss of status!

Besides, to put it bluntly, how can the yellow clay bowl in He Xiaotian's hand be so powerful that it can be stronger than the cassock he is wearing? Don't make trouble, this is forged from all kinds of precious materials in the reincarnation world. Even the holy soldiers can't.

A treasured armor that breaks defenses and leaves a white mark.

If he hadn't died in the central area, he couldn't have brought this cassock treasure armor across the two realms. Or even if he brought it, it would be smashed by the regular blood thunder under the protection of the Emperor of Heaven, and he would have died easily.

Under the fist of the big devil?

So, among the calm expressions of a group of Baishishen, the beam of light penetrated into their respective lower abdomens. Before they could laugh at He Xiaotian together, they suddenly noticed it the next second.

A little life is slowly being nurtured.

"?!!"

The ninety-eight-incarnate body of the Son of Bliss lowered his head involuntarily, looking at the sudden bulge of his lower abdomen with a look of disbelief on his face.

Who am I? Where am I? What do I want to do?

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Also, why am I pregnant while riding a horse!!

Am I really a man?

For a moment, all the people in the world collectively doubted the gender of themselves and others.

No, I am just a man!

They strengthened their beliefs and drove all those bad thoughts out of their minds. When they were reincarnated, they would definitely not be reincarnated as girls.

What makes people feel even more fucked up is that although there are many strange people and strange people in the billions of stars, things that are called impossible also happen one after another. But a man is pregnant, which has never been experienced in a hundred lifetimes combined.

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What's more, it was my first experience, seeing with my own eyes the scene of turning the impossible into the possible, and it was me.

This mood is not only bad to describe in detail.

But do you dare to believe this?

The Ninety-eight Sons of Bliss have been in a state of chaos, and they are all in chaos. Fortunately, the energy that they had previously planned to crush He Xiaotian to ashes has been weakened infinitely, and has even been temporarily forgotten.

They are all thinking about how to deal with this. Is it possible that they have to carry a big belly and return to their respective hiding places? When the child is born, will you call yourself father or mother?

What are the identities of other incarnations?

Big daddy, there is something wrong with second daddy. Auntie, second mother and ninety-eight mothers?

What's more, if you meet acquaintances in the future, how should you explain the origins of the children in a reasonable and reasonable manner? You can't just raise a finger and open your mouth and say the word "my son"!

This is quite frustrating.

Of course, it was impossible to give up and accept fate. After discovering the little life being nurtured in their bellies, their collective subconscious began to refine it.

With his own tyrannical strength, he turned the life in his belly into a wisp of pure energy. The method was cruel, but he couldn't really go back with a big belly, right?

If someone finds out, the title of the most laughing stock in billions of stars will never be taken away for the rest of his life. Even if other men get pregnant, it will be enough once again.

He did it exactly ninety-eight times!!

Not only is this record unprecedented, but it is probably also true that it is unprecedented.

I really can’t think of any man in the future who would be so determined to want to get pregnant more than ninety-eight times.

The thoughts of the Sons of Ultimate Bliss are cruel. To a certain extent, once people become ruthless, they are much more decisive than animals.

At least Mengye, who was recruited in the first place, is still hesitant to refine it. Of course, the evil god has no gender, so it’s not a shame.

However, the countless incarnations of the Son of Bliss showed up without any hesitation. When the idea came to them, they took action as soon as possible, preparing to kill all the unborn children in their belly.

The scene of ninety-eight immortal bodies juxtaposed in the starry sky, collectively refining the life in the belly, is not that spectacular if you want to say it. The only thing worthy of being more amazing may be the neat and uniform big belly.

I’ve seen a lot of women with big bellies, but I’ve really never seen many men with big bellies. Especially when there are so many people, and it’s not because of obesity, they appear side by side.

Seeing this, He Xiaotian didn't play any tricks to take advantage of your illness to kill you. This thing is naturally a very good quality when faced with people who are a little stronger than himself, or who are in the same realm.

It's just that the Son of Paradise is not a vegetarian. The aura of each of the ninety-eight hundred-incarnations is countless times more powerful than the "girls" who were smashed to pieces by his million-ton fist in this world.

Without knowing the details of the enemy, rushing forward 1vs98 recklessly would be a fool's errand. Don't you see that he is only one step away from the central area?

Once an invincible situation arises, it is very easy for him to escape. As the old saying goes, immortality does not mean invincibility. The Son of Bliss is no different from the bald ladles, and the level is even higher.

Not only do these people have many tricks, but they are also more destructive than the last. If the other party directly overturns them, they will probably end up in a miserable situation, comparable to that of the nine-headed bird sealed in the mountain.

"It's no use?"

"It's no use!"

In just three or five breaths, the ninety-eight hundred-life bodies spoke out one by one with ugly expressions. This is not an ordinary fetus, but a spiritual fetus.

You are blessed from birth, and once you grow up, you will be no worse than the ordinary favored sons of heaven. Naturally, it is difficult to refine it before you are born, as it is to ascend to heaven.

Difficult doesn't mean it's impossible. It's just that now that they have ninety-eight hundred incarnations, they don't have this condition for the time being. Of course, if they are willing to give up the merit, it is not impossible for them to refine it on the spot.

If they have the means, they will not waste their merits at will. What's more, what's wrong with having a big belly? As long as they kill the big devil in the shortest time, the ninety-eight hundred-incarnation body will have enough time to solve the belly problem.

He is a "hero".

Then, each of them looked up with red eyes and full of hatred. Their aura increased greatly, like a violent storm, suddenly bursting forward and pressing forward, hoping to meet each other and make He Xiaotian die without a burial place.

Just after realizing that their strength exploded and they were unable to defeat the enemy, He Da Mangfu decisively chose to retreat strategically. The reason why he rushed out was just to give the Son of Paradise a "sweet taste". Let him understand that although he is an aborigine, he has not seen

No matter how big the world is, you are not someone to be trifled with. If you want to chew on my bone, you have to be prepared to have your teeth chipped at any time.

There is no need to have a life-or-death battle with real swords and guns. Besides, the other party has a large number of people. Is it necessary for a person who has only had the golden finger for less than half a year to fight to the death?

The distance of one step suddenly turned into a realm close to the center. This group of people was extremely powerful, but he could still bear it. As long as he could control it, He Xiaotian didn't mind running wildly on the road to death.

, severely disgusting the enemies.

"boom"

Blood-colored electric arcs filled the air, and then a thunderbolt as thick as an arm flashed, instantly shattering the ninety-eight hundred-life bodies of the Son of Bliss into pieces.

It has to be said that the Emperor of Heaven is indeed a big shot. Even if he is the only one left behind and has experienced the baptism of time, he is still an unstoppable and terrifying force among billions of stars.

Even things with such ethereal momentum and cannot be captured can be attacked and smashed to pieces.

The appearance of blood thunder made the eyelids of the ninety-eight immortals twitch. It's not that they didn't expect this situation, but they never expected that the previous attitude was full of recklessness.

He Xiaotian would suddenly borrow the power left by the Emperor of Heaven to dance around in front of his eyes.

"Come out if you can! How can you be considered a hero if you hide under the protection of the Emperor of Heaven's power?"

The ninety-eight people collectively roared and issued a provocation, hoping that He Xiaotian would be as reckless as before and run out from the central area to attack a group of them.

"he~tui!!"

He Xiaotian raised his middle finger at them and continued.
To be continued...