Qin Yu frowned slightly, raised his hand and pointed out his second finger. After this finger fell, the space turbulent flow was suddenly filled with shadows.

The human race, there are monsters, and some broken and unwilling shadows all over their bodies. They are obsessed with never falling apart after death.

Now it is attracted by this finger and quickly blends into the finger shadow. Its color quickly becomes gloomy, like a thick cumulus cloud before the rainstorm pours.

The second finger of the Cang is the Cang Ling is the point of calling the immortal obsession of heaven and earth for one's own use!

The surface of the black sky shone brightly, instantly shattered and fell apart. The gun body was under the impact of force and buzzed violently during the tremor.

It paused in mid-air, as if it was suppressed by invisible forces, or as if it was trying hard to fight against something.

At the end of the spear, a young man holding the gun appeared. The thick animal skin on his body was shattered under his powerful energy, revealing his naked upper body, scars of large or small, almost every inch of his body.

At this moment, as the blood boiled, the scars quickly became red, like insects lying on their bodies to suck blood.

The heart beats violently between the chest, and the low and slow sound with a direct power that makes people tremble.

Despite being subjected to terrible oppression, the man from the northern border was still straight, just like the snow-clad pine trees growing in the snow and ice, without bending without bending.

Qin Yu looked at the young man with a naked upper body and his eyes moved, saying, "Are you from the Dark Council?"

He shook his head slowly, "I came from Northern Xinjiang."

Qin Yu sighed inwardly. He didn't know where the northern border was and what force it represented, but one thing was certain. The people who took action to kill him today were not all from the Dark Council, or rather, the Dark Council was just one of the forces.

Through the information collected before, Qin Yu naturally did not find out that the reason why these people took action was because they regarded him as the lord of Dragon City.

In other words, Qin Yu suffered an unintentional disaster.

He was plotted by the ancient clan consciousness... Although he didn't know his purpose, he was definitely aware of the series of consequences that Qin Yu would have to borrow his power.

But even if he was plotted, Qin Yu had nothing to complain about, because this was originally something he asked for. If it weren't for helping the Mizuho Sect, he wouldn't have to take action at all, so naturally he wouldn't have put himself in the current situation.

As expected, being a good person is not an easy task.

But thinking about it the other way around, even if Qin Yu doesn't take action and the Dark Council tear down the agreement, in order to protect himself, he will eventually rely on the power of the ancient clan consciousness, but it's just a matter of time.

He shook his head secretly and suppressed the rolling thoughts. Now he considered these things, it was meaningless. No matter what the ancient clan consciousness wanted to do, Qin Yu had to keep following the script it stipulated for the time being.

However, even if Black Wolf and this man from the northern border are strong, they can only temporarily restrain him, and it is impossible to kill him. It seems that there are still waiters in the secret, otherwise how could Black Wolf and this man dare to attack him?

When Qin Yu's thoughts turned here, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the turbulent space. Its area was so large that it seemed to cover everything up, and darkness came like eternal night.

In this darkness, Qin Yu could clearly feel that the boiling power around him gradually cut off his connection with the outside world, isolated him and isolated him.

This is a terrible thing.

For a true peak powerhouse, a thought can trigger a strange phenomenon in the world, adjust the power of the world for one's own use, and burst out with a vast power in every move.

Being cut off from the connection with the outside world means that taking action can only consume the strength in the body. This not only represents a huge increase in the loss, but also greatly reduces the power of taking action, which is equivalent to cutting off a cultivator's arm.

Qin Yu's face was gloomy. From the first black wolf to the first attack, to the young gunmen from the northern border, to the strange black shadow, although they burst out with powerful power, they did not seem to have the desire to kill him directly.

Or rather, these people all chose each other, constantly hindering him and weakening the power he possessed.

They were all waiting, waiting for the person who could really kill Qin Yu to take action, that person must be here, waiting for the best opportunity to take action.

He felt awe-inspiring, but Qin Yu was not too afraid. No matter what purpose the ancient clan consciousness had, he would not want him to die. Since he deliberately led to this situation, he thought there would be a solution.

Suddenly, new changes appeared. In the deep darkness, a piece of light suddenly squeezed in. It illuminated the surroundings and scattered a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

His face was blurred, his body was covered with rich holy light, surrounded by countless knuckle-sized holy spirits, with a pious and joyful look, singing praises to him.

Qin Yu judged that the figure wrapped in holy light was from the powerful man from the Xiling Divine Sect. He was not Ji Xiangtian, but his aura was not weak at all. Moreover, because of his extremely pious belief, he could burst out stronger power.

The head of the Xiling God Judgment Department, the executioner who blasphemed heresy, claimed that even if he fell into hell forever, he would not allow anyone to be disrespectful.

At this moment, the first ruling took action. He raised his hand and seemed to be a big sun coming. The terrifying aura of destruction broke out wildly, "Everyone heresy should die."

"Judgement of Light!"

boom--

The bright sun is coming, like a real sun, releasing amazing high temperatures and burning, and falling towards Qin Yu.

Looking at the roaring judgment of light, Qin Yu's body, which was covered with the power of qi and blood, was ready to move. Thinking that he was still the identity of a saint of the Xiling Divine Sect, he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

But no matter how strange it is, Qin Yu doesn't think that because he has the power of holy light in his body, he will turn war into jade and silk.

I am afraid that this crazy ruling leader will be more aware of his blasphemy and will kill him regardless of his own efforts.

Raising his hand, Qin Yu pointed out his third finger today, Canghai finger.

One point out the changes of the world and reverse the general trend of heaven and earth, and the absolute power is far above the vastness of the world.

Boom-

The turbulent space boiled in an instant, endless spiritual power burst into it, intertwined and evolved into magnificent paintings.

Deep in the ocean, rocks under the sea suddenly bulge, piercing the sea surface and growing continuously, and eventually turning into giant peaks to the sky. The sea water flows around, washing out large canyons, rivers, and roaring sea water rushes to all directions.

There is also a place where mountains are stretched. The peaks are broken and collapsed in the earthquake. Then the ground cracks and sinks continuously. Countless water flows gather, starting from a large lake and gradually evolve into an endless ocean.

The city turned into ruins, the wasteland became densely populated, and the giant beasts lived in a certain era. Because they could not adapt to the rapid changes in the climate, the ethnic group quickly became extinct and became a fossil buried deep underground. Then new species were bred, replacing the position of the giant beasts and becoming the new master of the world.

To a certain extent, this can also be regarded as the power of time. The changes of years have created a scene of changing times.

So the way of time, which was not even fur in Qin Yu's body, was quietly activated.

This passive trigger was not used by Qin Yu on the initiative, and it had almost no loss to him, and he had not even noticed this.

But no matter how weak the way of time is, it is still at the peak of the world's power level. After being integrated into the vast finger, it suddenly changes essentially.

At this moment, everyone seemed to hear the sound of the clock moving clearly in their ears, "Bit", "Bit", "Bit", and that was time flowing.

The face of the first person in Xiling Judgment changed slightly. Although he had never touched the power of time, he could still feel the power contained in this finger. But even so, he did not take a step back, and the breath of light judgment surged again... As a crazy believer, in order to defend the master of his belief, he could give up his life without hesitation.

Boom-

There was a loud noise, and the first person in the judgment groaned, and the Holy Spirits flying around him broke and disintegrated one after another. The small wrinkles on his face suddenly became darker, and a large turbid color appeared in his bright and firm eyes.

The sun that manifested by the judgment of light shattered, but it did not disappear, but each piece was suspended in the air. As the holy light filled the holy light, more Holy Spirits gathered, and the singing of praise was louder.

Excited on the face of the magistrate of the judging god, he knelt on the ground and buried his head deeply, "House and lowly servant, welcome your arrival!"

The holy light gathered and outlined a perfect figure. She had slender legs, slender waist, and perfectly shaped chest.

Her face was blurred, only her eyes were particularly clear, transparent and bright, like a curve of lake water under the moonlight. She was gentle and passionate, but also seemed to be indifferent. Her eyes fell on the throne of the Decision God, and raised her hand and pointed it out.

With this finger fall, the weak aura of the Judgment God's throne quickly recovered, reaching its peak state in a blink of an eye, and it is still improving.

The wrinkles on the face and the turbidity in the eyes quickly disappeared, and the judging god felt that his state was unprecedentedly good. Even before, I thought that the heresy was eliminated, but the remaining hidden wounds were directly dispelled and cured by the warm power at this moment.

His expression became more and more pious, and his hands formed the mark of Xiling, and he kowtowed respectfully, "Thank you for your kindness!"

The woman's voice was gentle and warm, and quietly penetrated into her soul, "This is the reward you deserve, the devout believer of the Lord Dao. I, Dorelis, the first messenger under Dao's throne, accept your call and come, and will clear all evil heresy."

The first ruling leader was excited and roared, "Only the Taoist Lord will last forever!"

Dorelis looked at Qin Yu, and a slight fluctuation flashed in her eyes, but under the cover of the holy light, no one noticed this.

As she stepped forward, she raised her hand and pressed it down, chanting loudly with her mouth.
Chapter completed!