Outside of time Chapter 487: The house from the gods

In the depths of the abyss, roaring to the sky.

With the collapse of the body, the finger of the **** in the rapidly dissipating flesh and blood rushed out, and the coercion emitted violently spread in all directions with the meaning of destruction.

The head and the stone lion have already collapsed. The old man of the Danqing tribe obviously has a special method, and he is still persisting at this moment, and the words he shouted are obviously effective.

So in an instant, the god's finger, which was in endless anger, suddenly changed direction, and the fingertips rushed towards the place where Xu Qing was escaping.

Although his mind is not clear and he has some amnesia due to the injury, he can still recognize that Xu Qing's appearance is exactly the same as the body he has just integrated into.

So in an instant, the finger of the **** gave up chasing and killing the old man of the Danqing clan, and came straight to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing has now rushed out of some range, sensing the changes behind him, his face is gloomy, in fact, he has already guessed the other party's thoughts since he saw the old man of the Danqing tribe painting the body of the **** as himself just now.

But the pen is in the hands of the other party, and it is related to the fingers of the gods, so Xu Qing has no way to forcibly change the thoughts of the gods, but he can influence whether the old man Danqing escapes smoothly. At this moment, when the god's finger was chasing Xu Qing, the old man of the Danqing clan was very fast, with a smug expression on his face, but he still felt a little regretful.

"It's a pity, after all, I still can't control the gods. Even if it's just the little finger of a **** clone, its personality is so high that I can't get my hands on it."

"However, with this experience, I will calculate carefully in the future. There is still a possibility of success. The world in this painting is so interesting. If I can control the gods here, then outside"

When the old man of the Danqing tribe thought of this, his heart became hot.

"It's a pity that this god's finger is a pity" the old man of the Danqing clan sighed in his heart, and quickly glanced at the direction where Xu Qing was fleeing in the distance.

"However, the guard came in a timely manner, and it can be regarded as providing a lot of help for my escape. He is one of the few good people in the world in this painting. I really don't want to part with it. I wish him peace."

The old man of the Danqing tribe smiled and was about to speed up, but at this moment, a malicious wave came from behind him, locking him firmly.

The moment he sensed this malice, the complexion of the old man of the Danqing tribe suddenly changed. When he turned his head suddenly, his eyes widened and his pupils shrank violently.

Unexpectedly, a huge mosasaur appeared behind him.

The gray-black body is covered with sharp scales, and the huge longan's eyes reveal an indifferent light, locking it firmly, and the mosasaur's body is hundreds of feet in size, compared with the old man of the Danqing tribe. , like ants.

This scene immediately made the old man of the Danqing clan tremble, his mind was shaken violently, and he cried out in surprise.

"Heaven!"

The old man of the Danqing clan was breathing extremely fast, with a huge wave rising in his heart, and his mind was roaring. In fact, the first thing he was afraid of was the fingers of the gods, and the second thing he was afraid of was luck!

At the beginning, Ding Yisaner had these two kinds of power intertwined. While luck was suppressing the gods and cutting off all cause and effect, it was also suppressing their accompanying prisoners who had become somewhat different due to the fingers of the gods.

So although he is afraid of the former, he is actually okay. This accompanying state makes there be a great cause and effect between him and the fingers of the gods. ...but the latter can suppress the fingers of the gods, so for their accompanying existences, it is Tianke!

The way of heaven is the source of the power of luck.

So at this moment, the old man of the Danqing clan, after his eyes widened, instinctively let out a scream, as if seeing a peerless murderer, his body retreated rapidly, trying to get away from the mosasaur behind him.