Chapter 621 She is a god and will not die
“Xuhai, have you forgotten your promise to us!”
The stars surrounding the man have turned into One after another, they were as transparent as ethereal spirits that were about to dissipate.
Among them, most of the virtual spirits have anger on their faces.
One of the virtual spirits took a step forward, snatched the clay doll from Xu Hai's hand, and threw it out.
"Xu Hai, do you want us to die!?"
"She is a god, she will not die."
Xu Hai glanced at the virtual spirit and walked around it , picked up the thrown clay doll again.
“She won’t die, but we will die!”
Xu Ling said, turned around and glanced behind him, and found that the Xu Ling behind him, while it was speaking, was very quiet. A slice.
"Xu Hai..."
"To achieve great things, someone must sacrifice."
Xu Hai lowered his head and saw that the big hole in the clay doll's heart had been refilled, and his lips A smile appeared on his side.
"Look, I have repaired her again."
He held up the clay puppet in his hand and showed it to the virtual spirits with a smile.
All the virtual spirits: "..."
Every time something happens, some of these virtual spirits will disappear.
Some of them disappeared this time, and they will appear again soon.
And some...
If they disappear this time, there will be no next time.
They don't know what they are to time, but they know...
They are born because of time.
So, they will also die over time.
What their fate will be in the future, she only needs an idea...
Is it life, death, or leaving this void and becoming some kind of creature in the three realms? ……
All it takes is an idea.
Even, it doesn’t even require an idea from her, just a certain behavior of hers, to determine their future fate.
The unknown fate scares them... They...
I don’t want to be dominated by this unknown anymore!
They...
Want to enter the Three Realms and become creatures of the Three Realms!
"Don't worry."
Xu Hai glanced at the virtual spirits, moved his fingers slightly, tore open a tiny black hole, and threw the clay doll into the black hole.
“This time, we will definitely be able to replace Jijiu and become the gods of this world!”
By then...
Their fate will no longer be closely related to time, but will be tightly held in their own hands!
……
The clay puppet continues to fall with the black hole.
On the cold yet lively Bihan Sea, an invisible barrier of rules once again cracked, but no one noticed it.
Chang Mo, who had her black hair tied high and was twisting Buddha strings in her hands, suddenly looked somewhere as if she was feeling something.
“Master Chang Mo.”
Seeing Chang Mo’s expression was different, Saint Yama also followed his gaze and looked somewhere.
Everything is normal, nothing unusual.
“Now people from the demon world are coming here to see Shijiu’s joke.”
With calm eyes, he said something to Chang Mo as if he were joking.
In the past, when these creatures heard the news about the Fallen Angel, they would hide as far away as they could.
What about now?
The news spread that the Fallen Angel was about to fall, and everyone was so excited! ?
There are even many monsters. No matter how far the journey is, they always come to the Bihan Sea to take a look.
"Those..."
Hearing what Sheng Yama said, Chang Mo glanced at the figures on the coast with their heads peeping out, and then set his sights on the figures standing firmly on the coast.
“Are they all following Ajiu?”
He twisted the Buddha string, his eyes passed by the hundreds or even thousands of figures, and he didn’t know what he felt in his heart.
They have different shapes, and their cultivation levels are even stronger and weaker.
(End of this chapter)