When the Sixteen-Winged God and the King's Chair of the God Realm were smashed into ashes along with the Wanzhang World-Destroying Sword, the victory of this battle had been locked in advance.
The gems embedded in the king's chair disappeared, and the king's chair gave away the gems before disappearing completely. This was a brilliant teleportation technique. Jingbai saw it very clearly, but he was too lazy to stop it.
He is the Sword King, so there is no need to argue with this drowned dog who fled in a hurry.
But this time the gods invaded the earth and disrupted the situation, so they had to make a show of force.
Killing only one sixteen-winged god was really not satisfying.
Thinking of this, Jingbai raised his sword and opened a hole in the void. This entrance to the void led directly to the land of God Realm.
Without thinking twice, he put his hands behind his back and stepped into the void leading to the God Realm.
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At the same time, Wang Ling, who was originally watching the battle below, was sucked into a snow-white spiritual world. This was Wang Yi's request after annihilation. Wang Ling accepted it after thinking about it.
As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are also good...
Wang Ling saw Wang Yi after his death. He was a man whose face could not be seen clearly. He had a pair of wings and was slightly suspended in the void like an ethereal spirit.
When humans die, they become souls, and when gods die, they become void.
This is the virtual spirit after Wang Xi's death.
"I lost." Wang Xi said. There seemed to be some regret in his words, but it was obvious that he had regretted everything.
Wang Ling's eyes were fixed on the king's chair, his expression as calm as ever.
"You have many doubts in your heart. You can find the answers to these doubts in the God Realm." Wang Yi's faint voice came.
Wang Ling didn't reply.
Although Wang Yi did guess correctly, he did have a lot of confusion.
Especially after learning that there was a divine world, he was confused a lot.
He was confused as to whether there was any way in the divine world that could help him control his power.
He was confused about what the way of life in the God Realm was like.
His focus is on confusion, the world of gods, and whether there are any crispy noodles to eat...
The virtual spirit of the king's chair looked at Wang Ling: "Your past and future are nothingness. Do you know why? I think this should be the most confusing part for you..."
Wang Ling: "..."
"I'm leaving. God's death can be considered a relief."
When he said this, Xu Ling's lower body had begun to gradually disappear. He faced Wang Ling: "Have you ever thought about why you are still single..."
Wang Ling's face remained calm.
"You sealed your own power and your emotions..."
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"You are destined to become one of us, but the time has not yet come..."
At this time, most of the virtual spirit of the king's chair has disappeared.
Before disappearing completely, he left his last words to Wang Ling: "Maybe when you grow old, you will dance in the square with many gods in the God Realm..."
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The God Realm is a place that has almost been forgotten.
This world is bright, full of vegetation everywhere, and countless spiritual bodies are shuttled through it. These spiritual bodies are gods.
The moment Jingbai stepped into the God Realm, the spiritual bodies in the void gathered from all directions, and finally formed a divine shadow. An ethereal voice came from the void: "The Wing God of the God Realm reminds you that there are thousands of roads, and safety is the first priority. Article, trespassing is not regulated, relatives shed tears..."
This is the ninety-eight-winged god.
"Tell you Thousand-Winged Gods to come to see me." Jingbai raised his hand, and a sword light shot out from his fingers. In an instant, the ninety-eight-winged gods were wiped out.
He was too lazy to talk nonsense with the Ninety-Eight Winged God.
The first time of integration will not last long, everything must be resolved quickly.
The divine energy here is like the sea, and the endless energy is like raging waves. Not to mention the cultivators on the earth, even the people in the divine domain will be decomposed immediately when they come here. Their physical bodies are too weak and will be destroyed in just an instant. It was crushed into ashes by the energy. If it were not for the combined state, Jingbai would not dare to stay here for too long.
Therefore, in the God Realm, what Jingbai saw before his eyes turned out to be spiritual bodies. They lived in another life form, like wind but not wind, like light but not light. Only when foreign enemies invaded, the spiritual bodies would be combined together and turn into winged gods. .
The more wings it has, the more powerful it is.
The gods of the realm share all wisdom, memory, and perception.
When Jingbai killed the ninety-eight-winged god, he could clearly feel the wailing sounds of the spirits swimming in the void, including the cries of babies, the cries of children, and the low and sad tears of adults. .
After the ninety-eight winged gods disappeared, Jingbai waited for dozens of seconds. The spiritual bodies in this world instantly gathered in one direction. They were like countless fish condensing in the air, starting from the thighs and piling up bit by bit, legs, The torso, hands, then the neck and head, and finally the Baiyi behind him.
"I told you, let your Thousand-Winged Gods come to see me!" Jingbai had already raised his hand, intending to kill the Hundred-winged God in front of him.
A voice begging for mercy came from the Baiyi God: "Please show mercy, Your Majesty."
Jingbai stopped: "It seems that you have already reflected on it?"
The Hundred-Winged God waved his wings, and countless divine feathers fell like petals, feeling comfortable and peaceful.
The next second, the flawless white holy divine feathers formed characters one after another in the void, turned into a holy scroll and fell into Jingbai's hands.
"What is this?" Jingbai did not open the thing.
"Thousand-winged God's indictment." Bai-winged God replied. He shrunk his figure and looked straight at Jingbai to show respect, just like a little brother who didn't dare to make any mistakes.
"Just one letter of review? Not enough!" Jingbai snorted.
"Then what the king means is..."
"Based on the earth's calendar, my master must write a letter of self-criticism every day from the end of his summer vacation. Besides, you Qian-Wing Gods don't even have any remedial measures besides self-criticism?"
"Lord Jingbai, there are remedial measures. It is also in this review..." Baiyi Shen wiped his cold sweat: "We have decided to restore the planet that was swallowed by the Shinto star. In addition, we have to pay attention to the sixteen people who went out privately to expand this time. The imaginary spirit of the Winged God and the Shinto Star Lord are punished..."
"You are the ones who created the Shenlong people. It's up to you how to punish them. But apart from the above, is there nothing else?" Jingbai asked.
"Of course... there is still some..." Baiyi God: "We will resurrect all the innocent creatures who died in this battle... At the same time, we will send people to establish diplomatic relations between Shinto Star and the Divine Realm..." Baiyi God said weakly.
"Think again." Jingbai frowned.
"In addition to the divine domain, we have also established diplomatic relations with the earth..." Baiyi God was a little panicked.
"No! Think about it again!" Jingbai was a little anxious. He put his finger on the neck of the Hundred-winged God: "If you can't think of it anymore, I will stab you to death with one finger and let your Thousand-winged God think about this problem for you. !”
"Crispy noodles! We will serve a planet's crispy noodles!!"
"Yes, Rushen can be taught..."
Jingbai nodded and put down his finger.
(End of chapter)