Hypocrisy proves sainthood! Five colors of divine light!
Wu Tong relied on "the most evil" to gain great merit——
Genocide? The system determines that "all evil must be eradicated" and is rewarded with a hundred years of cultivation!
Massacre the city? The system identifies it as "purifying heaven and earth" and bestows a thousand years of Taoism!
Su Su knelt down and held the enemy's head in her arms: "The benefactor eliminates evil, you should receive this gift!"
Huahua smiled and burned the treasure house of the Immortal Sect: "This is to do justice for heaven~"
Feifei tilted her head and said, "Brother, are you tired of doing good deeds?"
When the great power of the ancient world angrily shouted: "This beast deserves to be punished!"
Wu Tong touched the Ten Thousand Souls Flag and chuckled:
"Merits? I am full of merit!"
"Holy position? Those who are full of evil will get it!"
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"Xuanhuang·Part Three"
The cracked rock holds up the bones of the sky, and the sea swallows the stars to mold the body of the sun.
Cang Wu's falling dew turns into thunder and fire, Xuan Ming's breath turns into rainbow
Broken Ao still refuses to unload his halberd, the candle dragon still roars from the mountain rhinoceros
Thousands of people cut down the ancient embankment, and the tide receded, leaving only red mud.
Only after five calamities did we know the anger of heaven and earth, and the six bodies were plowed by thunder in vain
Qing Ming's eyes are cold and silent, and his hair is loose.
It should be regretted that hundreds of corpses should be filled in the abyss, and there is still one breath left to stare at the clouds
The vastness is full of blood sacrifices, and the cracks in the void are carved with crazy inscriptions
"Xuanhuang·Part Three" The cracked rock holds up the bones of the sky, and the sea swallows the stars to mold the body of the sun. Cang Wu's falling dew turns into thunder and fire, Xuan Ming's breath turns into rainbow Broken Ao still refuses to unload his halberd, the candle dragon still roars from the mountain rhinoceros Thousands of people cut down the ancient embankment, and the tide receded, leaving only red mud. Only after five calamities did we know the anger of heaven and earth, and the six bodies were plowed by thunder in vain Qing Ming's eyes are cold and silent, and his hair is loose. It should be regretted that hundreds of corpses should be filled in the abyss, and there is still one breath left to stare at the clouds The vastness is full of blood sacrifices, and the cracks in the void are carved with crazy inscriptions