As the man finished speaking, Yi Yu jumped into the void outside the sky in the world of consciousness.

After the dark clouds above the head accumulated, there was a light red sky with a white mist flowing. One was a round bottom and a nearly conical city above it was suspended in the air, radiating colorful light. Sixteen creatures with various colors spreading their backs, with different shapes, such as elves, humans, necro or monsters, slowly flew to the sky of Caicheng.

Then, sixteen beams of light shot out from the hands of the sixteen gods and all flew into Yiyu's forehead. The sixteen gods spoke in unison and said, "Yiyu, the heir of the God's Seal of Destruction, will immediately approve the God of God through the Sixteen Observers, and the rules of the gods will take effect at the same time. The supreme God King Xinde will bless you and burn your power to lead your followers to eliminate the chaos of this continent and the world. When that moment comes, you will step into the temple of the gods with a halo of glory."

As the voices of the sixteen gods fell, the black ripples energy would surround the circle of lunar circles, then shrink, stacked layer by layer, and finally sink into Yiyu's head. The time in consciousness faded at the same time, and went away, and the specific contents of the rules of the gods emerged one by one, followed by the story of the gods...

When Yi Yu returned from the world of consciousness to the place where he stood next to the Temple of Destruction, he had already jumped out of the dark side warehouse controlled by Xuela. The sword in his hand gathered the maximum internal energy to condense, and then he had consumed a lot of energy along the person and the sword, which had lost Xuela's control and could not move.

The huge explosion sounded as if the entire city of gods was shaking. The huge monsters that had gathered together to watch and the exiles who jumped onto the heights of the surrounding buildings were leaping onto the high ground of the surrounding buildings. The monsters cheered for Yiyu's power. Since they defeated the God of Destruction, they would naturally be more powerful than the original God of Destruction. The exiles cheered for the power of their companions, and cheered for a better future.

The entire God of Destruction rose up with black aerosols. Although most places were in darkness, the generation of this aerosols could make everyone feel it. Because it was an energy, the energy emitted by the real god.

Yiyu's close-fitting black leather clothes emitted a layer of red light, and then the color turned dark red. The energy of the entire divine city was absorbed crazily like a black hole. After so long, the dark red light spread around with Yiyu's body as the center. All the buildings cast by divine power wherever they passed turned dark red one after another. The dark red light quickly enveloped the entire Divine City, and then scattered in all directions at a faster speed.

Finally, the continent of Destruction was completely swallowed up by dark red light. Even the fog filled with the dark forest at the intersection had changed accordingly, and even the east of the continent was destroyed, the undigging land behind the back blocked by the huge peaks was not spared.

From then on, the main choice of color is no longer deep black, but dark red.

"The true God has died. From that day on, I will destroy the true God. I will follow the warriors who faithfully follow the original destruction God! I will purify your eyes of the heart with the baptism of the true God, and use your new eyes to recognize your only choice... Dedicate your loyal heart to me. Those who follow me will receive eternal life; those who are blinded by evil will destroy me with the wrath of justice!"

Yiyu's voice of gods exuding sacred majesty spread throughout every corner of the God of Destruction Continent. The monsters who followed the original God of Destruction Continent all shouted loudly in the God of Destruction language, expressing their incomparable loyalty to the new God.

In all parts of the God of Destruction, monsters knelt down on the ground, even if they were fighting with the enemy, they were no exception. They expressed their loyalty to put the God of Destruction in the supreme position through their actions and life. In the city of Destruction, whether monsters or exiled, they all knelt down on the ground. The former is for their own gods, while the latter mostly expressed respect for their allies in a way that followed the customs, but a small number of them had different emotions.

Yi Yu's body was half a meter away from the ground, and his expression drifted into the restored temple gate, disappeared outside the temple and the vision of his followers. At the same time, he heard an enthusiastic and sincere voice into the ears of all the exiled people in the God of Destruction Continent:

"Comrades, for the final victory of our civilization, my blood god Yuxuan can do this strength. My companions who are willing to contribute their own strength to civilization are looking forward to your joining and fighting side by side with you..."

Yi Yu's words were not finished yet, and the voice of the sixteen gods sounded in his consciousness, "The new God of Destruction... You must always keep the rules of the gods in mind. As a true God, you must never deceive yourself to win over the number of followers and divide and destroy any forces that are hostile to the true God... Thinking of your first real God, this time you will only be punished to deprive the total energy of the Destruction God City by 1%.

According to Yu's voice transmission, he had to interrupt. He was extremely helpless against the rules of the gods of the Xinde civilization. However, he also understood why in such a long time, the battle between true gods never made a complete victory or defeat. He could not play with any means, and could only rely on his true strength to fight against the victory or defeat. Then all the focus was only on the management of the overall strength of his followers.

Every century-long demon gathering basically leads to almost all operations in a century. With the fight between each other with low-level comprehensive strength, the impact on the energy of the Divine City is extremely small. No matter how large the scale is, it will be fought for hundreds or thousands of years, and I am afraid that no Divine City will disappear due to energy consumption.

How can the result be achieved? However, will the destruction of the Demon King cause new changes in the future? But it is also fair, because all true gods need to follow this rule, even the true gods of the exiles are no exception. Xin Dewen is clear and strange, and the true gods of the exiles who know the purpose of independent independence can be accepted.

In the Temple of Destruction, as not long ago, there was only Hong Mei. She looked very calm, bent over and held a delicate black sword in both hands. When Yiyu approached, she whispered, "This is the Destruction Sword Spirit left to you by Xuela. It completely integrates the items needed for the Destruction God's Seal. Only those who follow her will never be willing to subdue, when you step into the Continent of Destruction God, they have all been destroyed by her own hands."

Yi Yu took it with a light hand, held it in his palm and looked it for a while, waiting to press it between his forehead and eyebrows. Hong Mei reminded him again, "Complete it, the story of the gods will open for you." The former did not say much, and was silent for a moment, and finally pressed the Destruction Sword Spirit into his forehead. At the same time, he was sitting on the divine platform where dark red light was emitted.

In consciousness, all the stories related to the gods flashed by one by one...

Hong Mei walked gently, hugged her hands around her waist, pressed her body against her, and her bright red lips. She stopped in front of Yiyu's lips, and her red eyes stared without blinking. At this moment, Yiyu also came to her senses. Her right hand, which was originally lightly holding her chin, seemed to be put on the handrail, and a little complicated appeared in her eyes.

Hongmei said softly, "You see. The Xinde in your memory does not exist. It is one of the countless consciousness clones of the God King. Ruila is not her. There is only one ugly duckling, who has been waiting for you, it is me. I exist for you, and I have been waiting for you."

Yiyu's eyes were cold and said softly, "You are not, Rila is Shinde. There is no need to doubt the truth, nor does it need to be verified by false and one-sided past or future." Hongmei's expression was still calm, freeing up her hand, gently untied her clothes, and spitting out Fenxiang warm air. "If you want to deny your shakenness and despair, just prove it by rejecting my existence. Can you?"

Hongmei's one-piece black long skirt slid to the ground, and her red lips kissed Yiyu's neck, ears, and face, not sticking out her tongue and licking it lightly. "It is impossible to refuse you and ignore your existence, it does not mean my shake. I don't need to prove anything to you, I believe that my originality will last forever." Yiyu held Hongmei's chin with a light hand and said in a cold tone.

The gate of the Temple of Destruction is closed at the same time...

The Continent of the God of Destruction was shrouded in the light of the true god's baptism for two months. The kings who originally belonged to the God of Destruction were reunited in various places, shortly after the birth of the new god, they personally returned to the God of Destruction City, such as the Lost King, the King of the Blue Sea, and the Titan...

This is a necessary step. While expressing loyalty, he met and listened to the teachings of the true god in person. At this time, even Hitra, the king of the Blue Ocean, who is usually the most self-praised, endured extremely severe pain and compressed his body shape with a diameter of about two meters, with many tentacles. Hitra was very loyal, like the King of Lost, crawled on the steps in front of the Temple of Destruction, but it had been more than ten days, and the gate of the Temple was still not opened. Hitra finally couldn't help but mutter softly:

"Brothers, who are you talking about the new Lord of Destruction? Could it be the evil spirit of the soul destroyer? The little fairy has been peeking at the position of the true god and is the most unfamiliar with us. She blocked us outside the door for seventeen days. It is obvious that she was deliberately trying to mess with us. My speculation makes sense, right?"

The Lost King still crawled and knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and the female slave beside him was the same, ignoring the disrespectful words of Neptune Hit. Instead, the Titan on the side couldn't help but remind him, "Hitra, you idiot, have you forgotten why you have become a fat ball?"

Neptune Hitra disagreed and said, "If it were the evil spirit, I, Hitra, wouldn't be afraid of her! Maybe I could break her neck, and what else could she do to me? Turn me into a square? Triangle..." "Whose neck was twisted?" Neptune was speaking with excitement, and a cold woman's voice came into the minds of the kings who were crawling here. The Titan faced the steps and fell into silence.

The Lost King was still as usual, his head was not raised and his face was not tilted. A fairy magician with six black wings on his back fell from the sky and landed beside Hitra, with his knees on the ground to make a crawling and kneeling, while staring at Hitra's black spherical body coldly.

The latter laughed and said, "Oh, brothers, the most beautiful evil spirit beauties under the light of our God of Destruction are here, everyone shouts..." The soul destroyer's egg-shaped face did not release the frost. His eyes were filled with cold and cold light. He stared at Hitra fiercely, and said in a cold voice, "Fat ball, I'm just saying, I'm happy to relieve you for fun!"

Hitra laughed apologetically and said, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! My ghost place is meaningless, it is not suitable for you to play..."
Chapter completed!