The green mountains are charming, the setting sun is setting, and it has just snowed, and the world is vast. The old man holding the sword sits under the green pine in front of the cliff, with a small red mud stove in front of him, and wine is boiled on the stove, which is a freshly brewed good wine. As the flames jump, the smell of the wine gradually dissipates.

The old man holding the sword quietly looked at the wine on the stove, adding a fire, and then watched the amber wine gradually rolling up, and the sky gradually darkened, and the wind blew, suppressing the flames in the stove, but the refreshing aroma of the wine became more and more intense.

“The wine is good.”

A cold voice sounded, Yi Zi slowly walked from the bottom of the mountain and saw the old man holding the sword. He said coldly, but did not get close. He was obviously quite guarded against the old man holding the sword.

"What's the matter to me? Say it."

Yi Zi spoke slowly, without looking at the small red mud stove, green ant fresh wine, his eyes were directly at the old man holding the sword, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's snowing in the evening, can you drink a glass of wine?" The old man holding the sword smiled faintly, poured a glass of wine, and gently pushed it in front of Yi Zi.

Yi Zi looked at the old man holding the sword deeply, playing with the wine glass, without drinking or refusing, and just laughed and said, "Do you think I still have a chance to drink in the middle of waiting?"

The old man holding the sword did not rush to answer, but just lowered his head and drank the wine in his glass, then raised his head, looked at Yi Zi, and said slowly: "At least, you will drink this glass of wine."

Yi Zi laughed at the literature, stood up, and looked at the old man holding the sword, "Okay, don't give me any mystery. At this time, don't you be too busy informing Lin Huang, kill those women who are pregnant with the gods of heaven. When the new generation with the talent of the bloodline of immortal immortals rises, Lin Huang will have only one way to die."

"So, I think you really shouldn't have this leisure and elegance now and drink here."

The old man holding the sword shook his head. He poured himself a glass of wine again, sipped in a small sip, and a slight flush appeared on his face, but his eyes were particularly clear, "Since you know it was a God-savior pregnancy, have you forgotten who this day is!"

Yi Zi was stunned, then his heart was overturned, and he couldn't help but staggered back a few steps. It was obvious that the old man holding the sword said that he instantly realized why the old man holding the sword was still so calm at this time, or why Lin Huang could still be so calm at this time.

The bloodline of millions of immortal creatures is reincarnated, and their powerful talents are comparable to those of the gods. Not to mention anything else, at least the terrible talent shown by the little yellow dragon can tell you a look at the leopard from the leopard. If the saints of all races outside the Bu Lao Mountain are really allowed to give birth to those children.

It doesn't take thirty years, or even ten years. It's enough to reverse everything and kill Lin Huang into a scum. After all, those immortal creatures are so terrible, even though they have disappeared from the heavens and worlds for countless years. But the legends about them are really endless and have become a myth.

Even if ten years later, those people cannot really compete with those immortal creatures. But as long as those immortal creatures have one or two tenth of the strength of those immortal creatures, they will be enough to completely destroy the heavens and all worlds, and the gods will come. I am afraid that they can only retreat.

So after receiving the message from the old man holding the sword, Yi Zi was very surprised. He thought that the old man holding the sword would be so panicked that he would expose himself, and he would also notify Lin Huang to immediately descend to the demon world, destroy everything, and kill the saints who were pregnant with the gods in the cradle. For this reason, Yi Zi and Meng Shenji even contacted Di Tian and prepared to send the saints away immediately.

But when Yi Zi heard the words of the old man holding the sword, he was shocked to find that Lin Huang not only knew about this, but he could not say that he was sneering and mocking them in the dark. Those children who were relied on by the heavens and all worlds as hope and carried the bloodline of immortal immortals and immortal creatures could not say that they would be the culprit of destroying the heavens in the end.

After all, no matter those immortal creatures or sentient beings in the heavens and all worlds, the three great gods who believe in it have been the highest and superior gods from ancient times to the present.

"The heavenly gifted the divine pregnancy! What a heavenly gifted the divine pregnancy! It's a pity that that day was not the day I was waiting for it!" Yi Zi spoke in a cold and dry tone, with a hint of depressedness.

Although the old man holding the sword just said, everything was just a guess, but Yi Zi was as wise as the sky. After thinking about it carefully, he immediately knew that those immortal creatures could be reincarnated and reborn, and behind them was the arrangement of the three great gods.

Thinking of this, Yi Zi's face turned pale and his heart was heavy, making him unable to remain calm. He even began to calculate in front of the old man holding the sword. Even Yi Zi's calculations were greatly affected. However, with Yi Zi's cultivation, he could not trace the truth of the past and present, but only seek good or bad luck.

After counting on his fingers, Yi Zi's heart completely sank, because he felt the fierceness of the wind and snow like a knife, so that the sudden rolled up snowflakes fell on the ground and turned into a big evil word.

Yi Zi immediately looked at the word "evil" on the snow and was ecstatic. After a long time, he spoke bitterly, "What a great evil hexagram. What a plan for the master of the god!"

The old man holding the sword didn't say anything, but just pushed the wine glass in front of Yizi again, "I can drink this wine now."

Yi Zi didn't say anything, but slowly picked up the wine glass and drank it all. He had no mood to care about what the wine tasted, put down the wine glass, looked at the old man holding the sword, and slowly said, "Tell me. What does Lin Huang mean?"

"Nothing. I just want to tell you that this day has never been on your side. So, don't be too happy too early." The old man holding the sword smiled, "In addition, the matter of the altar, the heavens and all realms seem to have stopped recently. You can urge you, after all, you also need the altar, right?"

Yizi didn't say anything, just looked at the old man holding the sword coldly.

The old man holding the sword smiled and stood up, "It's going to snow. I'll finish drinking. I'll leave first."

As he said that, the old man holding the sword slowly packed up his things, got up and took a few steps, took a few steps, turned around and said, "By the way, since we have all said this, we might as well say something more. The three great gods you are looking for may also be in this divine pregnancy."

After saying that, the old man holding the sword never looked back and stepped into the wind and snow.

Yi Zi's eyes were cold, and he stood up, looked at the back of the old man holding the sword, and said coldly: "If this is true, wouldn't Lin Huang be afraid?"

"Is Lin Huang really afraid of the three great gods leading millions of immortal creatures to reincarnate together?"

The old man holding the sword did not look back, his voice was faint and his laughter was clear, "Look at him, have you ever been afraid of whom along the way? What's more, the three great gods are now standing on his side."

As the words fell, the figure of the old man holding the sword completely disappeared in the wind and snow. Yi Zi stood at the edge of the cliff. At this moment, the wind and snow gradually became heavier, covering everything.

Yi Zi stood in the snow and was silent for a long time before she suddenly shouted coldly, saying the words followed, and the wind and snow all over the sky stopped instantly. Yi Zi's face turned ashen, and he took a step forward, rose into the air, turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared into the sky.

The old man holding the sword was slower, and he walked even slower in the wind and snow. When the wind and snow suddenly stopped and the rainbow penetrated the sky, the old man holding the sword stopped immediately, looked up at the sky, and shook his head. He knew that with Yi Zi's cruel heart, he must have made a decision.

"But, I, what are you thinking? Since you can confirm the reincarnation of the three gods, you are indeed mixed with those heavenly gods, why don't you take action and kill the three gods and fully understand all this."

The old man holding the sword sighed softly, and he was also a little confused.

But no one in the heavens and the world could guess Lin Huang's thoughts, even the old man holding the sword could not guess. He could only sigh and do things according to Lin Huang's instructions.

On the other side, Yi Zi rose and landed outside Bulao Mountain. From here, you can clearly see the situation of the city outside Bulao Mountain. There may be no changes in the newly built city, but outside, there are three floors inside and three floors outside. It can be said that the remaining strong people in the entire heavens and all worlds are here except those who fought against Lin Huang on the front line with Di Tian.

Even Meng Shenji dragged his wounded body to sit here. Because of the little Huanglong's terrible talent, the hopes of the heavens and all worlds can be said to be placed in this city, so even the construction of the altar stopped.

Yi Zi had a solemn look and expressionless face. He walked towards the city step by step, and immediately alarmed the other strong men.

"Yi Zi."

Meng Shenji opened his eyes and stood up from the void, looking at Yi Zi a little solemnly, because he could see that Yi Zi's murderous intent was strong at this moment, not targeting anyone, but the murderous intent that was rolled up fell into the city under him like the howling north wind. In an instant, heavy snow fell throughout the city, and the wind and snow were like a knife, which could attack all things.

Meng Shenji calmly blew away all the falling snow with other strong men, his eyes became solemn and alert, and he looked at Yi Zi, "Yi Zi, what are you going to do?"

Yi Zi sighed, turned his eyes, looked at Meng Shenji, and said lightly, "I want to go against the will of heaven."

The others were stunned and didn't know what Yi Zi was saying. Meng Shenji didn't react, his eyes were solemn and he spoke coldly, "Yi Zi, what are you going to do! Make it clear, otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless and suppressing you."

Yi Zi smiled bitterly, "Meng Shenji, others don't understand, don't you understand? I want to go against the will of heaven. Let's get out of here, let me be the evil man, let me do this evil thing! I want to kill them!"

All the powerful men in the heavens were stunned. Meng Shenji's face changed, changing again and again. Finally, he suddenly understood what Yi Zi said. He couldn't believe it and turned his head to look at the city. The millions of saints in the city were erect and moved lazily. The description was a certain sacred nature smell. At this moment, it was particularly dazzling! (To be continued...)

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