After the four beads absorbed the cloud God, they seemed to have no change. After gathering together, they quickly disappeared into Yang Xuan''s body and disappeared.


    Yang Xuan looked at the empty cloud god space in a daze. After a long time, he knew how to whisper and asked, "what''s the meaning? Explain."


    But Sizhu didn''t seem to hear his words. After he disappeared into his body, he fell into a deep sleep and ignored Yang Xuan''s inquiry.


    Yang Xuan explored the condition in his body, and his strength did not increase. It seemed that the huge and extreme power from Yun Shen was completely absorbed by Sizhu, and he didn''t leave him at all.


    Yang Xuan asked again, "at least there''s an excuse. It''s OK to make it up."


    The four beads were still quiet and silent.


    Yang Xuan was speechless. You four guys ate people like this. Is that funny? Besides, I''ll eat it as soon as I eat it. I''ll leave him some soup. Now it''s good, and nothing good will come.


    After reading for a while, the four beads still didn''t move. Yang Xuan was helpless and could only reluctantly accept the fact. His mind withdrew from the cloud god space.


    What happened just now was slow to say, but in fact it was just a moment. As soon as I got back to where I was, I felt that the big fist of the statue attacked again.


    At the same time, Ziyun''s voice was still passing: "Yang Xuan, under the divine power, you are just a mole ant!"


    "Divine power? Ha ha!"


    Yang Xuan''s face showed a mocking color.


    The next moment, Yang Xuanfei stood up and looked at it again. He had already appeared on the top of the statue.


    Ziyun sneered, and the statue suddenly closed its palms upward and slapped Yang Xuan from both sides.


    However, Yang Xuan turned a blind eye to the two palms that came together. He just stamped his feet gently, and the statue shook all over. After holding on for only two or three seconds, he burst into pieces and turned into a white stone on the ground.


    "It''s impossible?"


    The purple cloud falling out of the fragments lost its voice and exclaimed. The voice was full of horror and disbelief: "how can you be stronger than God? How can you?"


    "God?"


    Yang Xuanli smiled in the void: "it''s just a puppet who borrowed some power. How dare you say it''s a God? Besides, let''s see if your God is still there."


    Ziyun felt bad in his heart and hurriedly used the secret method of the black cloud family to try to contact the cloud God again.


    However, after only a second, her face was filled with the horror.


    No feedback.


    No feedback.


    Even, she can''t even feel the cloud God.


    "It''s impossible!" she cried madly.


    Yang Xuan shrugged, patted his stomach and said faintly, "to tell you the truth, your cloud God has been integrated with me. You might as well worship me as worship the cloud God."


    When he said this, he was actually just joking and didn''t mean anything else.


    The cloud God was swallowed up by the four beads, which made him inexplicable and even confused. His killing intention to Ziyun also faded a lot.


    But unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a momentum that did not belong to him at all, but was huge enough to almost suppress the starry sky.


    Yang Xuan was as like as two peas, because the breath was actually the same as the breath of the cloud God.


    In a trance, he seemed to turn into that huge and incomparable light mass, hanging in the void, sending out endless power in all directions.


    Poop!


    Ziyun knelt on the ground stunned, his forehead touched the ground, and his eyes were full of fear and disbelief.


    "Believer Ziyun, welcome the cloud God!"


    To tell the truth, Yang Xuan was so dull for a moment, not because Ziyun knelt down to him, but because he didn''t feel it at all in advance when the breath belonging to the cloud God passed out of his body.


    In fact, he knew it must be the ghost of Sizhu, but somehow there was a force in his body that he couldn''t control, which still made him more or less uncomfortable.


    Looking at the purple cloud kneeling on the ground, Yang Xuan had a headache.


    If Ziyun is tough, he can kill him easily, but now Ziyun regards him as the cloud God, but he has some difficulties.


    After thinking about it, he said coldly, "do you want to die or live?"


    Ziyun didn''t even hesitate. He still touched his forehead and said respectfully: "Ziyun wants to live."


    Yang Xuan said coldly, "I want you to give up all the rights of the black cloud family. Can you do it?"


    Ziyun''s voice was firm: "Ziyun, please obey the oracle."


    Yang Xuanning''s life and death power gathered on his fingers quietly dispersed. In the face of the suddenly obedient purple cloud, he really couldn''t do it.


    In fact, he also understood Ziyun''s thinking. Let alone the breath from the cloud God, Ziyun''s action is also the most correct choice in terms of power.


    In fact, on the contrary, it doesn''t matter whether to kill Ziyun or not. He and Ziyun have killed almost all the separatists in the heiyun royal family, and the rest are only two or three big cats and kittens, which can''t stir up any waves.


    "Get up!" Yang Xuan said coldly.


    Ziyun stood up according to his words, obediently walked to Yang Xuan and stood still. She was as clever as a angry little daughter-in-law.


    Where Yang Xuan couldn''t see, she secretly looked at Yang Xuan with complex eyes, but she turned over rivers and seas in her heart.


    Especially when the statue of cloud, her self righteous killer mace, was broken by Yang Xuan, her self-confidence collapsed like the statue.


    This dramatic result was beyond her imagination if she wanted to break her head in advance.


    Although she is only a split body, she has a complete body and mind. How can she not know what this represents.


    What''s more, when Yang Xuan showed the breath of cloud God, she almost doubted whether she had experienced a dream.


    But she knew it was not a dream. The man in front of her was indeed an existence that she could not match, and even surpassed the existence of God in a certain way.


    As for the coming of cloud God, she knew it was not. Yang Xuan would not be the coming of cloud God, but at the moment, she would rather believe that Yang Xuan was the cloud God.


    Only in this way can she be shocked and comforted.


    In other words, she was completely frightened by Yang Xuan.


    A finger suddenly appeared and slowly touched the center of her eyebrows.


    Ziyun didn''t move. In fact, she didn''t dare to move at all.


    Pointing out, he sent a trace of death force into Ziyun''s body, into her soul and settled down.


    "If you disobey my will, you will experience the most painful punishment in the world." Yang Xuan looked at her and said coldly.


    "Ziyun dare not, you will be the only faith in my heart." Ziyun bowed his head respectfully and said word by word.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes fell on Ziyun''s face. After a long time, he said faintly, "if so, you''ll follow me."


    Ziyun''s eyes showed a trace of surprise. He was about to speak and was suddenly stunned.


    At the next moment, a dark chain suddenly appeared on her chest. It coiled up in an instant. After winding twice on her body, it stood still.


    With cold eyes, Yang Xuan grabbed the black chain.


    However, a cold force directly shook out, like a raging wave, and rushed frantically towards Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan was startled. He immediately stopped and retreated back a hundred meters before he could stand still.


    Poop, poop


    The sound of heart beating spread to the four directions of heaven and earth, and the whole void trembled.


    Bata!


    Ziyun''s bundle of hair is directly broken, and waist long hair floats wantonly in the strong wind, forming an unforgettable picture.


    The next moment, she looked up slowly, her eyes were cold and crazy, her eyes stabbed Yang Xuan, word by word:


    "Yang... Xuan..."