It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

"Ah...Ajun..." She called him with some confusion.

She had experienced too much loss and blows and was in a trance.

Even though she had prepared herself mentally before, she still couldn't suppress the heartache when she really had to endure it all.

Now I'm just holding on.

The Holy God held her up and handed her over to Ying Zhao behind him.

Ying Zhao took Lan Qingya over and calmly used his divine power to heal her wounds.

Tiansheng's gaze swept towards the Zhaohua Divine Palace where a river of blood was flowing.

At this time, Tu Shanwei and Xu Xianyuan were both at the end of their lives. Lan Qingya hurriedly used the evil sword to stabilize her body and signaled Ying Zhao to rescue them.

Ying Zhao understood and turned to rush towards Xu Xianyuan.

He brought the person back in a moment, then turned around and ran towards Tu Shanwei again.

Lan Qingya stuffed two pills into Xu Xianyuan's mouth and ate two herself.

Ying Zhao quickly brought Tu Shanwei back to treat his injuries.

Feeling her divine power slowly recovering, she turned her attention to Tiansheng and Zhaohua.

The Heavenly Saint God said in a low voice: "Zhao Hua, stop it."

The moment he saw him, Emperor Zhaohua's calmness and composure disappeared completely, and his handsome face showed a trace of distortion.

"Stop? Why?"

Tian Sheng said: "I already know the matter. It was you who plotted against me in the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

Zhao Hua sneered: "So what?"

"You and I are brothers, I can let it go."

Tiansheng's words made Zhaohua break down instantly.

He laughed loudly twice: "You don't want to pursue it? Should I thank you? From childhood to adulthood, I am the one with talent. Why does the Father God prefer you?"

"He would rather use 20% of his divine power to operate the Heavenly Dao than pass the Heavenly Dao onto me."

"Even! He gave you 30% of his divine power! What does he mean? To let you suppress me?"

"How am I inferior to you?"

"Father God is partial!"

"The more he does this, the more I want to prove him wrong!"

"I am his pride, I am the destiny, I am the master of heaven!"

Emperor Zhaohua's chest heaved with excitement as he spoke these words.

"Zhaohua, please turn back and don't make a big mistake."

The calm words of the Holy God were like the spark that ignited a firecracker.

Emperor Zhaohua showed a ferocious expression: "I hate your hypocritical look the most! You deceived Father God with this hypocritical face, you really deserve to die!"

As he spoke, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "It doesn't matter. Now I have 50% of the Father God's power. You are not my opponent at all."

He glanced at Lan Qingya: "Even if you two were combined, it wouldn't work."

The difference between one person using 50% of his divine power and two people sharing the other 50% is huge.

Unless they can achieve unity of mind and thought.

Thinking of this, he looked at Tiansheng and said, "Besides, my dear brother, I'm afraid your divine power has not recovered yet."

Lan Qingya looked at Tiansheng's back in surprise.

Zhao Hua continued, "Should I say that you are short-tempered and sentimental, or are you simply stupid? In order to avoid being exposed to your feelings for her, you would rather suffer the consequences of your ascension."

"I am still not stable after ascending, and I have to help her block the thunder tribulation."

"Others can't see it, but how can I, who have been your brother for tens of thousands of years, not see it?"

"Your cultivation has lost 70%."

Lan Qingya was suddenly confused.

The cultivation level that Ajun lost was not 30%, but 70%?

Zhao Hua smiled and said, "So, you are doomed to fail. Why bother struggling any longer? Just hand over Father God's divine power and I can save your life."

Tiansheng remained calm: "You are full of selfish thoughts, and you are not fit to be the ruler of heaven."

Zhao Hua's face instantly turned gloomy. He raised his hand and grabbed the still-fighting Lord Wu Jie through the air and pulled him closer. Wu Jie's body instantly aged and turned into a pile of dry bones.

Zhao Hua took back the half-completed divine power from Wu Jie and plundered his cultivation at the same time.

"Brother, you forced me to do this."

"The cultivation of all the gods in this heaven has been used by me. You two are definitely not my opponents."

“Today, I will send you to see God the Father.”

Ying Zhao immediately dodged and stood in front of Tiansheng God.

Lan Qingya clenched the Shangxie Sword in her hand.

A voice came from a distance: "Shame on you! If you dare to touch my master, I will kill you!"

Tang Jiao flew to Lan Qingya and said, "Master, we are late. How are you?"

Lan Qingya shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

Behind Tang Jiao followed her father Tang Zhenting and Yi Ge.

Further back are the fifty-six thunder generals of the Nine Heavens.

Zhao Hua's expression changed: "Chunyuan Tianzun, do you want to wade into this muddy water?"

Tang Zhenting looked at him, his face calm: "Emperor, the Six Realms have been messed up by you, how can I stay out of it? Stop before it's too late."

Zhao Hua sneered: "Impossible."

He couldn't look back.

There is no turning back, he just wants to be the master of heaven.

He will be the winner in the end!

He is the only one who rules over the universe!

A clear female voice sounded from a distance: "You and I have an old grudge. Do you want to be the master of heaven? This god will not agree."

Nüwa gracefully landed on the roof of a palace in the distance.

"Master, Tingxiu is late!" Lin Tingxiu suddenly appeared, standing on the left side of Emperor Zhaohua and said loudly.

"Yaya, why didn't you call me? You want me to come here by myself. I won't agree to that."

Duan Muyang, dressed in black and a red cape, with his long hair tied up high, looking defiant, suddenly appeared on Zhaohua's right.

Zhao Hua was not afraid at all. After all, the cultivation of most of the gods in heaven depended on him.

Even if ten thousand gods came today, he would surely win.

Silent confrontation.

The Zhaohua Divine Palace Square, which was once filled with auspicious light and auspiciousness, was now littered with corpses, and it was an extremely tragic scene.

In such a fairy-like place, the flowing blood appears particularly bright red and glaring, and the pungent smell of blood is everywhere.

The heavenly soldiers and generals in the clouds were still fighting each other, and the gods who were not registered were engaged in a chaotic battle with the rebellious gods.

There is a hint of cruelty and solemnity in the sacredness and nobility.

Yingzhao moved first.

Almost at the same time, Nüba, Lin Tingxiu, and Duan Muyang all attacked Emperor Zhaohua.

The Supreme God Tiansheng summoned the Duyou ancient zither and plucked the strings in a pool of blood, disturbing Zhaohua's mind and attacking his consciousness.

Lan Qingya watched his slender fingers sliding across the strings.

How much has Ajun's cultivation recovered?

That’s 70% of the cultivation level!

It's only been a few months since he came back from the demon world, and I'm afraid he hasn't recovered even 10% of his health.

But he came anyway.

Lan Qingya stood up shakily.

In this case, she had even less reason to hide behind him and act like an ostrich.

Facing the siege of Duan Muyang, Ying Zhao, Nv Ba, Tang Zhenting, Yi Ge, and Lin Tingxiu, and the attack of the Supreme God Tiansheng on the song "The Rising Tide of the Blue Sea", Emperor Zhaohua seemed calm and even had the upper hand.