Although the old vulture said it vividly, wonton did not buy it.

"Shopkeeper, I don't think it's good." Wonton suddenly touched Zhou You's ear and said, "This person looks bad, and don't you hate churches."

The old vulture said awkwardly: "This... I don't know what the sound organs of the earth are. Here, I can hear you talking like this."

"Don't mind, children have no emotional intelligence." Zhou You pushed away wonton and replied: "People always have to find reasons for unity. Times are different, reasons are different. If this world is in a stage of peaceful development of power, I respect the plane administrator's approach."

"Thank you, thank you, you must be a responsible god." The old vulture was so grateful.

Zhou You moved his beak: "But in your myth, I am a villain."

"There is no way, you look bad." The old vulture said and pointed at wonton with his mouth. "The myth must be simple and easy to understand, and the good and evil are clearly distinguished. This cute little girl is the most preferred image of the goddess in our mainstream aesthetics.

"Oh, this has nothing to do with your aesthetics. I am a goddess everywhere." Willon Beaker kept giggling.

"And you..." The old vulture looked at Zhou You with some trembling, "Even I... can't imagine that there is such a terrifying demon... it's so appropriate. Ask more, are there many devils on your plane on earth?"

Wonton answered: "Not many, just one."

"Enough, shut up."

"Okay, I'm almost done listening." The old vulture rushed to Zhouyou, "You two can start arguing, and then the Suzaku flew away, traveled everywhere, displayed his power, and punished evil and eliminated evil."

"I like this." Willon became excited again.

"Don't kill." Zhou You reminded.

The old vulture then said, "This is difficult to control. In order to calm the rebellion of the Eighty Seven Kings, violence must be suppressed."

"I'm teaching my child that you don't make trouble."

"All right……"

"Don't kill." Zhou You said again.

Wonton said a little aggrievedly: "I charged 100,000 yuan to play games, but you told me not to pk?"

"right."

"It's so annoying!" said Wonton, flapping his wings, took off very easily, and then cheered, "Haha, it's so simple, as easy as walking."

After saying that, she let out a long roar and slammed her wings: "The people are dead!"

In the unprecedentedly violent sound, a flying fire meteor cut through the sky.

The pigeons in the distance exclaimed, crawling on the ground, constantly rubbing the ground with their chins.

"Now you apply it, and fly from here to the opposite hill, where is the palace of the gods." The old vulture said, handing Zhou You something like a berries.

Zhou You opened the lid of the berries, gently dipped it in black paste with his fingernails, and applied it on his wings suspiciously.

"Okay, slap me." The old vulture said with a sigh.

"Here you come, be careful."

"Come on, I'll have some trouble too." The old vulture nodded, and was full of energy, covering her chest with her wings.

Zhou You then raised his wings and slapped hard.

The pigeons behind screamed again when they saw this.

However, Zhouyou's attack was empty and ordinary, just a sensation of dispensable wind.

"Boss, are you so straited?" the old vulture said in surprise.

"Your mom..."

"Forget it." The old vulture suddenly shouted, "Ah! It's the God of Condemnation, the God of Condemnation is here! The ancient black god's annihilation power is too terrifying, it will only take 3 seconds to attack, ah!"

After saying that, he suddenly flew backwards, and his fart rolled down the stone steps.

When the doves heard such a terrifying oracle, they flew in horror.

According to the old vulture, he also flapped his wings and flew at the right time.

As Wanton said, this is just a physical instinct, just as simple as walking.

But unlike wonton, the places where he flew by was covered with a layer of black mist, which looked very evil.

Zhou You flew towards the opposite mountain so slowly, which was a gliding experience in another world. His vision was very good, and he looked at all the mountains. Many small things that were lingering in his heart were blown away by the wind on the top of the mountain, only simple magnificence and touching nature.

After flying a little, he realized that it was not only old vultures and doves that came here to worship. Every layer of the endless steps below was crawling with big birds of various colors and styles. Tens of thousands of big birds raised their heads neatly and uniformly and looked up at the surround. Everyone's eyes were filled with the most primitive fear and astonishment.

Even if someone thought of escaping, they could only flap their wings on the spot and could not take off. As if they had fallen into the water, the pigeons who had just tried to escape fell to the ground, with no choice but to crawl and tremble.

Soon, the big birds realized the power of this ancient black god. Wherever he reached was stained by the power of the black crow, no other bird could take off.

Under the pressure of this terrifying and uncontrollable evil god, under the leadership of the old vulture, they could only lie on the ground tremblingly, rubbing the ground with their chins more frequently to show their surrender.

Is this the feeling of the demon?

Actually it's quite cool.

In order to cooperate with the performance, Zhou You lowered his head and accumulated strength for a long time, and shouted "ah" to indicate that he was a big devil.

However, his volume was only one percent of the wontons, and the birds below seemed to see his mouth moving.

"Sun." Zhou You shouted again, then flew to the opposite hill.

When he flew away, the doves stepped forward and helped the old vulture up. The one with the most wide-eyed, slender-mouthed white dove in the front, supported the old vulture and said in a trembling voice: "Biography...what happened? Aren't we praying for the gods to come and save all living beings?"

"Yes...but I think..." the old vulture said in a trembling voice, "We have done too many wrong things, and blood has already covered the earth. In the end, it attracted the most terrifying existence in ancient times."

The white dove with a flat head next to him shivered at the black fog in the distance: "Ancient...Black God...Oh my God..."

The subjects under the steps saw the expressions of the bishops and the doves, and undoubtedly realized what kind of disaster they had caused. They cried and howled everywhere, and some people crawled on the ground motionlessly, praying for forgiveness.

"Then... what he said just now, why can't we hear it?" asked the long-winged white pigeon, "Isn't it that the stronger the person, the louder the voice? Why didn't I hear anything?"

Damn it, you are smart, the old vulture thought.

But in his expression, he became more and more panicked: "This is the most terrifying thing. His howling has surpassed the laws of this world... It cut through the space and went straight into the void... Only I heard a little bit..."

"What is it?" the pigeons asked in unison.
Chapter completed!