Kneeling to parents is the natural right!
Kneel before your dearest, there is no room for dispute!
But kneeling before others, especially being forced to kneel, is not only a humiliation, but also an insult to their personality!
This action of Qingling God undoubtedly angered everyone present!
But he himself doesn't care at all.
And the angrier everyone gets, the more proud and happy he becomes.
Because when the strong are insulted, they will fight back with their fists; only the weak will get angry because they are powerless to fight back.
Sudden.
He noticed Wu Tian and asked in surprise: "Hey, you didn't kneel?"
Wu Tian sneered: "What qualifications do you have to make me kneel?"
"qualifications?"
Qingling God Lord grinned and said sarcastically: "You are just a mere beginner, how dare you discuss qualifications with me? You won't kneel, right? Fine, I will kill them one by one until you kneel down and beg for mercy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Si flew into the sky uncontrollably and instantly landed in front of Qing Ling God. It was too late for Wu Tian to stop him!
"stop!"
Wu Tian shouted loudly.
Qingling God said calmly: "Will you kneel or not?"
Jian Si shouted, "Leader, don't kneel to him!"
"Jian Si, shut up!"
Wu Tian shouted in a low voice.
Jian Si roared, "Legion Commander, if you kneel down for me, I would rather blow up my own godhood!"
"You are too naive to think of self-destructing in front of me."
The Qingling God sneered, and the pressure intensified. Jian Si's whole body was restrained, and he felt that the godhead no longer belonged to him.
Qingling God Lord lowered his head and looked at Wu Tian with contempt, saying: "I'll ask you one last time, kneeling is not the same as kneeling."
Wu Tian said in a deep voice: "If I kneel down, will you let them go?"
Qing Ling Divine Venerable said disdainfully: "They are just ants. It doesn't matter whether we kill them or not."
Wutan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes, he knelt on the ground without any hesitation.
"Leader, don't kneel!"
"Even if you kneel, he will still kill us!"
Jian Er and the others roared at the top of their lungs upon seeing this.
There was a smile in Wu Tian's eyes.
This life.
He only kneels to his closest relatives, not to heaven or earth!
This is his principle.
But compared with everyone's lives, principles are no longer important!
As long as I can save everyone, what’s the harm in kneeling!
It seemed that Wujitian’s knees were about to touch the ground.
But just at this moment!
“Swish!”
A white-haired old man in a golden robe appeared out of nowhere next to Wutan.
“Finally caught up.”
The white-haired old man muttered something, and his old big hand stretched out, grabbed the clothes on Wutan's back, and lifted him up with force. Wutan stood up involuntarily.
The sudden change startled Wutan and he quickly turned around to look.
Emperor Tian and others, including the God Qing Ling, all looked at the white-haired old man.
The only difference was that when Wu Tian, Di Tian and others saw the old man, their eyes were full of doubts.
But the expression of Lord Qing Ling suddenly changed, as if he had seen someone incredible!
The white-haired old man scolded: "Wutian, you are the grandson of the Father God, but you actually kneel down to such a person. How can you be so disrespectful? Don't do this next time, understand?"
Wu Tian was stunned, and hurriedly bowed and said: "Junior will remember this!"
"kindness."
The white-haired old man responded expressionlessly, raised his head and looked at Qingling God, with a cold light flashing in his old eyes: "Qingling old dog, is the Samsara Continent also a place you can come to?"
The pupils of Qingling God shrank, as if he was quite afraid of this person, and sneered: "I was wondering why I haven't seen you for thousands of years. It turns out that you are hiding here."
"hide?"
The white-haired old man said disdainfully: "Are you kidding? With my strength, do I still need to hide?"
Qingling God frowned and asked, "Then what are you doing here?"
The white-haired old man said, "This has nothing to do with you. You are just a clone now. It's your choice whether you want to get out of here or I will do it."
"Doppelganger?"
Wu Tian was slightly stunned.
The white-haired old man glanced at Wu Tian and said disdainfully: "Qing Ling old dog is afraid that the Father God will return, so he only sent one clone to come. In fact, he is afraid of death. Qing Ling old dog, it is really sad that the God of Creation has a rat like you under his command."
Qingling God shouted: "Don't be so arrogant to me. Although I am just a clone, with your strength, you can't do anything to me for a while. During this time, I can kill everyone here and destroy this continent!"
"Really? Father God has already learned about this place and will be back in less than three breaths. By then, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings.
Not only you, but even your original self cannot escape death.
You are very clear about the power of the Father God. You can completely rely on your clone to find the current location of your original body and kill him from a distance!"
Said the white-haired old man.
"What? This old bastard deserves to die!"
"But those who understand the mysteries of life and death are ultimately a threat and must be strangled in the cradle!"
When Qingling God heard these words, his face changed drastically and his clones immediately disintegrated.
But before he collapsed, murderous intent surged in his eyes and he waved his hands. Divine power gushed out like a vast ocean, roaring towards Long Village.
"ah!"
Jian Si let out a scream and his body and soul were destroyed on the spot, not even a hair was left!
"Sword Four..."
Seeing this.
Jian Yi and others roared in anger, their eyes were instantly filled with murderous intent and turned blood red!
Wutan also clenched his hands, clenched his teeth, and a tangible murderous aura lingered around his body!
Swish!
The white-haired old man's face was as gloomy as water. He leaped up, held up the ocean of divine power with both hands, soared into the sky, and rushed towards the galaxy!
Hengyu's full-strength attack, even if it was just a clone, was enough to turn the Samsara Continent into ashes in an instant!
This is no joke!
boom!
Soon, a loud noise was heard from the galaxy, causing Wu Tian and others to spurt blood from their ears!
Even Wujitan and others are like this, let alone other people in the Samsara Continent
No matter whether it was a human or a ferocious beast, they were all knocked unconscious on the spot!
The entire sky of the Samsara Continent was collapsing madly, as if the sky had fallen off and doomsday had come. It was extremely terrifying!
call out!
A white-haired old man rushed out from the galaxy, his clothes ragged, his body covered in blood, and he looked quite embarrassed.
But he was like a god, standing proudly on the top of the sky, with divine power gushing out and rolling in all directions!
After more than ten breaths, the sky finally stopped collapsing.
The divine power surged and continued to flow back into the body of the white-haired old man.
Swish!
Wu Tian teleported and appeared next to the white-haired old man. He asked, "Senior, didn't you say that my grandfather would be back in three breaths? But now dozens of breaths have passed, why haven't I seen him yet?"
The white-haired old man withdrew all his divine power, took a few deep breaths, and said, "I lied to the Qingling God. Your grandfather has not come back at all."
"did not return?"
Wu Tian frowned.
The white-haired old man explained: "My strength is not much different from that of Qingling God. In a short period of time, I cannot defeat his clone, so I can only use your grandfather to scare him."
"I see."
Wu Tian suddenly realized and couldn't help feeling disappointed.
The white-haired old man said, "Go and see if your companions are injured. I will also go and erase the memories of others. They must not know what happened today, otherwise it will definitely cause a commotion."
After saying this, the white-haired old man disappeared without a trace.
"well!"
Wu Tian sighed deeply, calmed down his disappointment, returned to Long Village, glanced at everyone, and asked, "Is everything okay?"
Jian Er said: "We are all fine, but Jian Si will never come back."
“Swish!”
At this time.
Jian Yi returned and asked in surprise, "What happened just now?"
Jian San clenched his hands and said, "Qingling God is here to attack, Jian Si is dead."
"What?"
Jian Yi's face turned pale and he roared, "Qingling God, you beast, sooner or later I will tear you into pieces!"
"Calm down, everyone!"
Wu Tian shouted.
Everyone fell silent.
Wutan glanced at the ninety-eight people from the two legions. Those sad faces and those eyes full of hatred made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, I will make Lord Qingling pay for his blood debt with blood, and you just need to concentrate on comprehending the mysteries of life and death. I will still need you in the future on the ancient battlefield!" Wutan said.
"yes."
Jian Yi and others responded.
Wu Tian waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, calm down, put aside all your hatred and resentment, look at Di Tian more often, ask Di Tian more questions, as long as you try to comprehend with your heart, I believe that it won't be long before you can all be reborn."
"kindness."
Jian Yi and the others nodded and dispersed.
Wutan took a step forward and walked in front of Ditian.
Di Tian was lying on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, unconscious.
He had already abolished his own divinity and was no different from an ordinary person, which was why he was knocked unconscious on the spot.
Wutan took out a drop of fourth-stage blood and gave it to Ditian.
After a dozen breaths, Di Tian woke up from his coma.
"Is Jian Si still alive?"
This was the first question he asked after he opened his eyes.
Wu Tian shook his head.
“Damn it!”
Di Tian punched the ground, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Wu Tian said: "Don't get angry, lest it affect your mood."
"call!"
Di Tian took a deep breath, then stood up. Seeing that everyone was basically safe and sound, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Tian walked to Wu Tian and asked, "Wutian, are you still going to the God Battlefield?"
"go!"
Wu Tian said without hesitation.
"etc."
But at this moment, the middle-aged man who was guarding the entrance and exit on the ice field descended over Long Village.
"Hello, senior."
Wu Tian bowed.
Di Tian and others also bowed in greeting.
The middle-aged man asked, "Wutian, what are you doing in the God Battlefield?"
Wu Tian said truthfully: "I have obtained a soul secret technique that can devour the souls of others to strengthen my own soul."
"Soul Secret Technique!"
Li Tian was shocked.
The middle-aged man frowned and said, "You went to the God Battlefield just to devour the fighting spirits and evil spirits?"
Wu Tian nodded.
"I'm afraid you can't go." The middle-aged man shook his head.
Wu Tian asked: "Why?"
The middle-aged man did not explain, and said: "Di Tian, Crow, and you Wu Tian, all come with me, I have something to tell you."
After saying this, he rushed towards the back mountain.
The three of them looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.
Swish!
Wu Tian waved his hand, rolled up Di Tian and Niao Sheng, and quickly followed.
(End of this chapter)