There was silence.

No one dares to speak out.

Only Di Tian's excited shouts slowly spread, and then slowly dissipated.

After lightly patting Di Tian on the shoulder, the young man turned his head and looked at the three gods who were respectfully standing aside.

"how?"

"Of course I've thought about it."

God Shura took a step forward, and as he spoke, he took out a long sword wrapped in thick blood mist from the void, and then explained:

"This junior is willing to hand over his throne to make up for the suffering suffered by this pope."

The throne of the first-level god was replaced by the throne of the supreme god.

In essence, this is a sure-fire deal.

only...

According to Bibi Dong's current cultivation level and the series of changes that would be required to change the god, it is probably inevitable to start the Nine Shura Exams from scratch.

But even so, the gap between the supreme god and the first-level god is enough to make this seemingly equal exchange of compensation a little more expensive.

As for the Angel God on the other side, he stuffed his Angel Sword and Rakshasa God's Rakshasa Scythe into the hands of the confused Qian Renxue!

At the same time, the Rakshasa God explained in a low voice with some subtle grievance:

"This junior is also willing to hand over the throne."

"Not only that, this junior is also willing to spend his own cultivation for this..."

"cough!"

"Reshape the Pope."

Hearing the extremely aggrieved words of the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong on the side was almost completely angered.

What a joke!

It sounds like you feel like you’re still at a disadvantage?!

If you hadn't acted blindly back then, would she have faced such a humiliating situation?!

As everyone knows...

Back then, the Rakshasa God really just corrupted Qian Xunji with evil thoughts!

Qian Xunji’s subsequent actions were really not driven by her intentionally!

Fortunately, Bibi Dong didn't get too entangled in this matter.

After all, it is really an irrational behavior to confront a god face to face; especially when the god has bowed his head and paid the price, if he continues to hold on to this matter and makes the other party anxious,

It will easily end badly by then!

Therefore, Bibi Dong just agreed.

As for the angel god on the other side, he didn't say anything.

However, the act of giving his artifact to Qian Renxue actually explained everything.

but...

"Isn't it a bit too much for one person to have two gods?"

Destruction frowned as he thought of this.

But considering that the future Shura God is the other person's biological mother, and this unpredictable existence is still on the side of the human world...

After thinking carefully for a moment, the God of Destruction finally decided to turn a blind eye.

Glancing at the God of Destruction with a half-smile, the young man turned his dim eyes slightly, nodded politely to everyone, beasts and gods, and then said lightly:

"Now that you've all thought about it, let's do this..."

"My mission has been completed..."

"Next..."

"You have about half an hour to talk to this child."

"As for the follow-up..."

"If by then you still have this thought and feel like you can't let it go..."

"Go find Na'er..."

"That's the interesting silver dragon."

The voice is getting lower and lower.

At the end, the young man laughed, snapped his fingers, and teleported away all the gods that had nothing to do with the matter, and then stood there and slowly closed his eyes.

The clouds are opening!

The sky is cracked!

It seems to be sending off this great existence in this way...

It also seems to be a warning to all the surviving gods in this way, not to think that the one who left is easy to bully...

The thoughts of the world are unknown to the gods.

But the act of being teleported away easily with a snap of their fingers still made them feel sulky.

Just come when you call them, just go when you wave them...

And a large number of unqualified ones were killed...

Not only that, but he also awakened another powerful being to suppress them...

What the hell is this!

If people sit at home, disaster will come from heaven!

But at this moment, they don’t dare to find fault with the Rakshasa God!

What if this leads to a mistake in the inheritance of the other party's divine position...

Who knows if that existence will come back again!

Even if they don't come back, do you really think that the sword hanging above their heads will not fall?

Don’t forget who forged this sword!

Sighing quite tiredly, he closed his eyes and perceived the God Realm that was almost half broken. Destruction couldn't help but feel a headache.

Fortunately, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

At present, it is not because the number of people is too small that the normal mechanism of the God Realm cannot operate...

This can be considered a blessing among misfortunes...

But from now on, the gods will not be as idle as before...

We will not interfere with others as we did in the past!

...

Slowly opening his eyes, Lu Yuan subconsciously raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight.

Immediately, he saw clearly the subtle but obvious crack on the back of his hand.

"Are you going to die?"

Looking inside for a moment, Lu Yuan smiled bitterly and cursed.

Fragmented is no longer enough to express his physical condition at this moment; the empty shell left alone is more appropriate.

but...

"If you can give me a chance to leave a last message, it looks like the matter has been settled..."

His dull eyes turned, and his gaze fell on the people in front of him, and then fell on the long sword wrapped in blood mist in Bibi Dong's hand, and the Angel Sword and Rakshasa Divine Scythe in Qian Renxue's hand.

Finally, it landed on the mini god's throne in Di Tian's hand.

"It seems that you are seeking justice."

Deliberately avoiding the complicated looks of Ning Rongrong, Qian Renxue and everyone else, Lu Yuan said with a nonchalant smile, and immediately saw Ning Rongrong rushing towards him crying.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan's expression changed.

But in pieces, he obviously couldn't stop Ning Rongrong quickly.

In desperation, he had no choice but to raise his arm, which had recovered as before, and block it in front of Ning Rongrong.

Click!!!

The crisp sound, accompanied by glass-like shards flying all over the sky, made Ning Rongrong stop and made Qian Renxue's palms tighten tightly.

"Just say it straight away..."
To be continued...