"From now on, he will no longer be him!" The weirdo said quietly.
Gu Yu's eyes showed sadness. If Fanyi was cut off, what would be the difference between Su Mo and death.
The inheritance of this giant god clan seems to be inherited, but at this moment, a few people understand that this is clearly an opportunity to inherit a new god clan!
"He can only rely on himself!" The weirdo sighed.
Gu Yu looked deeply at the figure at the center of the violence...
The giant god Cannian raised the giant sword in his hand high again. The weirdo looked at the dazzling giant sword and said slowly: "Here he comes! The next few swords will destroy his mortal will!"
Gu Yu stared blankly without saying anything. This feeling of powerlessness had never appeared before even when he was unable to leave the divine realm.
After all, being unable to leave the divine realm will be a long and painful wait in the future. But now, in Su Mo's experience, this feeling of powerlessness hits his face, like a pair of giant hands, blocking all ways out.
"cut!"
The roaring sound sounded, and the giant sword of nothingness whizzed past. Su Mo suddenly trembled, and an extremely terrifying memory fragmentation feeling hit his heart.
"No! When this giant god's inheritance cuts off his mortal mind, it will also erase the memory carried by that mortal mind at the same time!" The weirdo exclaimed!
Gu Yu's face suddenly turned pale, he suddenly looked at Su Mo in the field, opened his mouth but did not make a sound...
...Little Susu, will you forget me? What about the little girl?
A drop of crystal falls, gradually becoming desolate.
And Su Mo, who was at the center of the rage, looked confused...
What Su Mo saw was completely blank. There was no divine realm, no altar, no remnants of the giant god...
There was only a vast expanse of white. There were many people standing in this vast expanse of white, all of whom were familiar to Su Mo.
There are the little girl, Gu Yu, Luo Yin, the dean, the senior brothers and sisters from the academy, Wang Ying and his wife, Ning Baixue, Cheng An'an, Dao Hua, as well as the dead souls in the west of the city, and all the people who have met... ....
There are also two figures standing very far away in the vast white...
These people seemed to be looking at Su Mo, with smiles on their faces, and there seemed to be a hint of reluctance in the smiling faces.
A heaven-shaking sword fell, and some people were missing from the vast expanse of white...
Suddenly...
He forgot... why he came to God's Realm.
But...it doesn't seem to be an important thing...
"Cheng An'an...Dao Hua..." Su Mo read out two names unconsciously, his tone seemed to be saying goodbye!
As the two names came out, a look of confusion appeared on Su Mo's face...
"Who is Cheng An'an? Who is Dao Hua? Why do I call these two names?"
"I seem to know them...but I can't remember them..."
Su Mo looked up... Among the figures standing in the vast white field, there were no two people who seemed familiar with them.
"Forgot... or have we never met?"
"Forget it, it's not important..."
The giant god Cannian raised the giant sword of nothingness in his hand again, and the sword pointed straight at the sky, breaking through the sky.
As the giant sword was raised, Gu Yu suddenly felt a sense of boundless panic in his heart, and a mysterious sense of fragmentation came over his heart...
A crack appeared in Gu Yu's sword heart, and what oozed out turned into two tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
"Little Susu...don't forget senior sister..."
...
A splendid palace is on the top of a mountain that stretches like clouds, and the high position leading directly to the clouds seems to be as high as the sky.
The mountainside is covered with clouds and mist. It seems that you can't see the human world here. What you can see is the sky... peerless and independent!
In a holy palace, the elders of the Presbytery formed a circle and looked down at Ning Baixue among them.
Ning Baixue's fluttering white dress actually seemed a little out of place in this high-altitude palace under the gaze of everyone.
I don’t know when this feeling of being out of place came...
Two old people in a group of elders looked at each other, and an old woman said to the lonely Ning Baixue:
"Baixue, have you gained anything from this trip to the God's Realm?"
Ning Baixue nodded, took out a broken sword and presented it.
I felt a little disgusted that the old woman had already known about getting the Broken Sword, but she still asked about it... She was obviously present at the time, but she still asked and had to answer it herself.
The old woman nodded and waved, and the broken sword in Ning Baixue's hand flew into the old woman's hand and was passed on to the elders.
An elder said excitedly: "This...this is an ancestor's relic."
"Okay, okay! Bai Xue, you did a good job!"
"You are worthy of being a saint of our sect..."
"..."
Seeing the excited expressions of the elders, the old woman coughed dryly, stared at Ning Baixue and said again: "Baixue, do you have anything else to report?"
"Yes!" Ning Baixue glanced at the old woman and said calmly: "This broken sword was found by a small sect. I agreed to let that small sect become a subsidiary of my Holy Sect!"
All the elders nodded: "There is nothing wrong with this move. Since we have recovered the relics of our ancestors for us, we should let them become affiliated with our sect!"
The old woman suddenly narrowed her eyes at this moment and said quietly: "What about the person who sent back the ancestors' relics?" ŴŴŴ.BIQUGE.biz
This old woman knew that Ning Baixue had forced the old sword cultivator who sent back the broken sword to death, but she deliberately mentioned it now.
She knew that the old woman wanted to punish her for contradicting her, but she found it a bit boring.
Ning Baixue looked up at the old woman, with a calm expression on her face, and said slowly: "I'll kill him!"
The hall fell into silence for a moment, and then an elder frowned at Ning Baixue and asked, "Why did you want to kill him!"
"He killed a whole village of mortals!" Ning Baixue said lightly.
The old woman then said: "Have you ever found out? Even so, you shouldn't kill him. After all, he is an affiliate of our Holy Sect. You can only make a decision after finding out the truth!"
Ning Baixue raised her head and looked at the old woman. Her originally indifferent mood turned out to be somewhat contradictory to the superiority and hypocrisy of the people in front of her.
This kind of resistance has no reason, it just seems to be affected by something...
Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of panic hit Ning Baixue's heart!
There seemed to be a connection with someone that was about to be severed. This feeling made her feel like a knife!
"Su Mo..."
Ning Baixue suddenly turned around and looked at the sky outside the palace...
"Baixue, why don't you answer my question?" The old woman said aggressively.
Another elder also frowned, looked at Ning Baixue, who was a little distracted for a moment, and said coldly: "Bai Xue, what do you mean? I'm asking you a question!"
Ning Baixue turned around, looked directly at the elders, and said coldly:
"Kill...just kill!"
Then he left the temple without looking back, leaving behind a group of stunned elders.
This was her first rebellion against the Presbytery...
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