Chapter 248
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"Pa!" Yanran didn't give the Dark God any time to talk. She directly punched the Dark God's head and smashed it. His body also exploded under Yanran's power and integrated into the surrounding black gas.
"Yanran! Yanran! Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know? Do you really think you can kill me? Don't overestimate yourself. You are just a human. How can you fight against me, a demon, and the dark side of my world? You just have to be a part of me. Do you hear me? "
"What do you hear! You keep talking. If the surrounding weapons are what you are relying on, then see how I break your reliance. "
Yanran took a deep breath. Why did Yanran always encounter such an annoying existence!
Couldn't they be some simple monsters?
Couldn't they be existences like the Creator?
Why could every one of them be resurrected? All of them could be resurrected!
Every time they fought, it was very annoying!
Moreover, they didn't fight with Yanran. They just waited for Yanran to make a move. Did they not have any means to attack?
In that case, go and learn from some guys below the level of Wu Huang!
At the very least, they would properly hone their clumsy martial skills, all for the sake of becoming a Martial Immortal!
Each of them had already surpassed the existence of Wu Xian by several times!
Why were their fighting methods still so unsightly?
They weren't happy at all and couldn't vent their anger at all!
Such an opponent was no match for her at all.
"Boom!"
Yan Ran punched out, causing the earth to roar and the sky to tear apart. The black gas in the surroundings dissipated the moment it came into contact with her fist, leaving nothing behind.
"You keep saying how powerful your black gas is and that you are the ruler of darkness and the existence of darkness. In the end, you are nothing more than this!"
Yanran coldly grabbed the neck of the Dark God that appeared in the sky and lifted him up.
"Hurry up and tell me how to restore the legs of the Creator. Otherwise, this may be your last breath."
"Hehe … hehe …" The Dark God wanted to say a few more words, but he could only say a few words as his throat was grabbed.
"Yanran, I have already said that you can't destroy me. Why don't you listen? Why don't you listen? I admit that you are very strong. I admit that you are much stronger than I imagined, but you are still a weak person after all! Unless you can destroy the world, I can keep resurrecting. I can keep resurrecting. Do you understand what I mean? "
"Crack!"
The neck of the Dark God was directly crushed by Yanran. When she was serious, Yanran was so clean and decisive.
But even so, the Dark God did not. His body dissipated in the sky and integrated into this world. Darkness could not be eliminated. Just like the light in this world, no matter how weak it was, it would still exist. It would always exist. It would never disappear.
Yanran's ears twitched as if she could hear the mocking voice of the Dark God.
"Hahahaha … Hahahaha … Stupid, stupid, stupid … I, the Dark God, will return. I will return. I will definitely return."
"Hmph! I have already said that you are just a small character. Do you really think that you are invincible? Dark God? Nothing more than this. " Yanran's expression was natural and her eyes were cold. Her beautiful eyebrows were filled with a huge power that could overturn rivers and seas.
"Do you want to be completely destroyed? Well, I will fulfill your wish. "
Yanran slowly placed her fist on her waist and slowly swung it out.
"Serious punch."
"Boom!"
A huge, unimaginable wave of air from the fist flew out and swept the entire world.
The evil aura of an ordinary human was completely wiped out by this punch.
The evil aura of the monsters that were still alive in this world also disappeared without a trace under this punch.
The dark and evil aura that originally existed in this world completely dissipated under Yan Ran's fist and her cute little fist.
At this moment, Yanran became the incarnation of the Creator, the true Creator of everything.
No matter what kind of evil aura it was, no matter what kind of aura it could not be eliminated, it all disappeared under Yanran's fist.
This kind of thing was just a kind of energy. It was a kind of clothing that belonged to the spiritual energy of the world. However, it was of a much higher level than the ordinary spiritual energy of the world. It could make the dark aura, which originally had no consciousness, transform into a person.
But it was also such an existence that was so arrogant and did not learn anything.
They were already standing at the top of this world. What else did they need to learn?
If he could defeat Rang with just a dark aura, then why would he need to learn something that was of no use at all?
In exchange, they would only be destroyed by a stronger person with a raise of their hand.
"He's just a brat who has lived for countless years and doesn't understand anything. Does he really think of himself as a God? What a joke. "
Yanran had always sneered at these guys.
One punch was all he needed to do.
Did they really think that there was nothing in this world that could take away their lives?
This was really the funniest joke in the world.
Yanran also laughed unconsciously.
But the serious Yanran seemed to have forgotten one thing …
"Well, the Creator is here! This God of Darkness seems to be a little stubborn! Even so, he didn't tell us how to get your legs back. This way, we will be a little busy! Don't worry, don't worry, you are still very beautiful like this. You don't have to be sad or anything. "
"Hmm …" The Creator's face turned red suspiciously. He was a little embarrassed.
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