Chapter 38 You know me and he knows

Chapter 38 You know and I know and he knows

The black snow scattered in the sky has been blown away by the strong wind, swept into the infinite void of the universe, and no trace can be found. Su Yong fell on the high platform feebly, but a pair of angry eyes were still wide and round.

The battle between the god of creation and the night elf is a battle between the gods he has never seen before. It is almost equivalent to the creation of the myths and legends he is familiar with. The magnificent power can only make him look up. If the earth kings such as the sea god Morama and Yan Bikong know how to call for wind and rain to move mountains and fill the sea, then this creation god and night elves have the power to tear heaven and earth. They do not control certain elements on the ground, but control the whole world.

They may not know how to move and have no understanding of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, but their terrible magic power is enough to sweep away all martial artists who are precise and subtle in their moves.

Su Yong still can't appreciate the power of Morama and Yan Bikong to master elements, let alone this higher level of control of heaven and earth.

But Su Yong is very disgusted. He hates this kind of irregular rules, and even more hates the dictatorial situation of the creator.

"You are not the lord of the world." He shouted at the majestic silhouette in the sky. The owner of the continent belongs to everyone who lives on this continent. There has never been any lord of the world, and they don't need any lord of the world.

"Haha," the Creator laughed: "Why don't you ask their opinions?"

There is a cry of heaven and earth cracking around: "The creator god is the lord of the world and the supreme god we believe in." With the call, the dusty sky on Moro City can really echo the world.

Su Yong was stunned, and then stood up with a knife. He sneered coldly and said, "All the people who resist are dead. Didn't an example appear in front of you just now?"

"Oh? Do you think people need to be dark? What can people see in the dark? What can you do? The one just now was the god of hell, singing a lament song, which brought death.

The underworld? Su Yong was stunned, but soon woke up. That is the incarnation of the tree of life. How can it be the god of death? Although his singing brings pain, whose life will have no pain? Pain is always an indispensable part of life. Only when you have experienced it can you live better.

"So there has never been a night here, only this gray sky, and there will never be any change. This is the light you bring. Su Yong laughed, and tears came out of the corners of his eyes. The one just now was Pluto, but what about you? Have you destroyed death and brought eternal life to everyone?

When Su Yong talked about eternal life, he obviously saw that the eyes of the Creator God flashed, and the fierce light was even more fierce.

"Eternity... Only the martial arts god who has been soared through hard practice, and our eternal gods can live forever. How can all the people in the world be equipped with eternal life? Don't you think it's ridiculous to say that?" The majestic face of the Creator is more real, and the tone he spit out is extremely righteous.

Su Yong suddenly whispered as if talking to himself, "Don't ordinary people deserve eternal life?"

The face of Genesis has changed greatly.

"Who are you?" This is the second time he has asked this question.

Su Yong did not answer him, but silently took two steps forward again, and his face remained unchanged: "You just said that in addition to the eternal gods, there are also martial arts gods who can be soared by hard practice can also obtain eternal life. Then I want to ask, how many of these magical wolf continents and Yingyun Binglan continents have succeeded in soaring. The true god of martial arts?"

Su Yong came to the critical world and has never heard of the name of the true god. The sword god in white is just a true immortal level, and has been called the strongest warrior on the continent of Ningyun Binglan. And on the demon wolf continent, if a martial artist reaches the level of true god, where will the blood crow dare to come?

"There is no one, right?" Su Yong looked at him speechless for a long time and smiled again: "For thousands of years, all the failure of soaring has led to being broken into the void? Or is there any other reason?

The Creator still did not hum, but his eyes were like an aurora, as if to melt him. Life on countless continents felt a sharp white light in the sky, shooting down like a string of fire, focusing on the ground somewhere in Moro City.

"Or is it that the one who was killed by you just now is called the god of the underworld, is a true god of martial arts?" Su Yong slowly took another step. He shook off Ziyi and grabbed his hand. The strength made Ziyi feel painful.

"You must be eager to kill me." Su Yong smiled at the sky and said, "But don't treat everyone as fools."

"Haha, it's interesting." After a while, the Creator laughed: "I thought I just saw a very bloody ancient martial artist when I came out this time, but I didn't expect to see it." He gave a slight pause, "It should be that I have never seen anyone like you."

Speaking from the mouth of the Creator, this is naturally a very high evaluation. But Su Yong's face remained unchanged.

"I heard that there are only four kinds of warriors regardless of martial arts." The god of creation said quietly.

Su Yong raised his head after a moment of silence: "Please give me some advice."

"In the face of a strong enemy, the red face is bloody courage, the white face is bone courage, and the iron blue face is brave."

Su Yong suddenly showed a smile at the corners of his mouth. You only said three things.

The Creator also sighed and said word by word, "It's hard to see these three warriors now."

The three directors of the Ancient Warriors Alliance, who are still kneeling on the ground, are red-faced, but they are not brave, but ashamed. Thousands of ancient warriors were pale and not brave, because they did not face the strong enemy, but were still in shock.

"What about another one?"

"The face remains unchanged, drawing a knife to life and death, without complaint or regret, is for the bravery." The Creator sighed: "I have lived for thousands of years, and I have only seen a warrior who can be called brave."

Su Yong clenched the blood knife with all his strength, the blue veins on his wrist were abruptly like a pine branch, and the five purple nails seemed to turn into a liman.

"Then which one am I?"

"The last one."

"Thank you for the praise of the Creator." Su Yong said seriously.

After a smile on his face, the Creator gradually became solemn. Aren't you afraid of death?"

"There are countless murders in my life," Su Yong's face remained unchanged, but he showed a slightly desolate smile: "But since my hand has picked up the weapon, I am not afraid of dying on the battlefield, but I have no regrets."

"What a heartless and no regrets, what a good courage." The loud laughter of the god of creation seemed to shake the huge bracket of the sky, and even shook down the bright stars and broke them into powder. I've never seen a person like you. Haha, people in the world are really everything, amazing.

"But what about you?" Su Yong stubbornly looked up at the flame deep pupils, but the corners of his mouth had oozed blood because of the other party's laughter: "If you really killed those martial arts gods, why? For your supreme status and to enjoy the honor of the world? Or is it because you are afraid? If so, you don't deserve to accept the worship of all people at all, and you are not qualified to be this creator god at all.

The whole Molo City on the Devil Wolf Continent heard this sound, heard the sound of questioning piercing the sky and blowing up against the wind, and then exploded around, constantly shaking in their ears.

The deep pupils suddenly expanded, and Su Yong seemed to have been thrown into a fire cave. The burning moisture of his whole body was discharged from 360 million pores at one time, almost becoming a person.

"Your current cultivation is not high, but you are still young. If it goes on like this, your progress will far exceed that of Changsheng and others." The Creator smiled and said, "To prove your mistake, it seems that I have to wait."

Su Yong was silent, and the feeling of cool silk came from his cold sweat. He gritted his teeth tightly, but he was relieved.

"I won't kill you now," the voice floating in the sky was as stiff as snowflakes: "How long will it take you?"

Su Yong closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, and opened his red eyes because of the blood.

"Two years."

Two years? This answer surprised all the warriors and purple clothes present. Even if he is given 20 or even 200 years, there is no chance to face the Creator.

"Okay, I'll wait for you for two years." The God of Creation was not surprised, and his voice was faint.

"Wait, you...what's your name?"

"Thunderfire."

The Creator said his name, which is to admit that Su Yong was such an opponent. Although this is a trivial opponent, from his tone, he seems to be very valued and even respectful.

Tuotian, Suohe, Prisoner, Futu, and Thunder and Fire, Su Yong silently remembered these names, and then took the purple hand and flew away from the venue.

Flying through a dense forest where the sky could not even shine, Su Yong suddenly fell down like a stone, and his face was as pale as paper. At this moment, he finally couldn't stand it.

Knowing that Ziyi was working hard to support him, she quickly helped him up and sat down to help him.

As soon as they sat down, a faint voice suddenly sounded: "I didn't expect you to repel him with your mouth."

This voice scared the purple clothes, but Su Yong didn't even open his eyes: "I know you're not dead."

The voice sighed faintly: "God knows that you know me, and he also knows."