Chu Ge

Blasphemy: Rise of the Terrans

Chapter 53: The Immovable Hades

Before Qingxia, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

In the joint military camp of the Xiling Temple in the south of the wilderness, there was a dead silence.

The High Priest of the Heavenly Oracle put down the veil and said slowly: "In my life, I have never seen such a murderer, and when I entered the Demon Venerable and entered the Demon Sect Creation Demon Realm, it was probably this kind of momentum. ”

The priest knelt beside the priest, not knowing what to say.

There was silence inside and outside the shrine.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was an exclamation outside, and then a tsunami-like sound, and the voices of the allied soldiers were full of surprise and joy.

Priest Huo Ran raised his head, looked outside the god's chariot, and asked urgently, "Won?"

His voice trembled slightly, because he was nervous.

A red-clothed priest came to the side of the god's chariot and gasped, "Not yet. ”

The priest's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Then why are the people cheering?"

The red-clothed priest said excitedly, "He's changed hands! He's holding the sword in his left hand now!"

The priest frowned slightly, puzzled and asked, "So what?"

The red-clothed priest said happily: "It means that the man will also be tired, and he won't last long." ”

The priest's body stiffened a little, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just waved his hand to let the red-clothed priest leave, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

As long as it is a human being, it will be tired, and Hades is also a human being.

But that man just changed the iron sword to his left hand, and he made himself excited like this, you can imagine how much psychological pressure and panic he caused to the temple coalition army when he stood in front of Qingxia.

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There was always silence in the other god's nest.

The High Priest of Judgment's eyes drooped slightly, and Ruyu's hands rested quietly on the blood-colored Judgment Divine Robe, silent.

The cheers that sounded outside the goddess did not cause any change in the emotions on her face, and no subordinate dared to disturb her meditation with those ridiculous reasons.

A moment later, the camp of the Divine Temple coalition suddenly erupted in a huge wave of cheers again.

The subordinates of the Temple of Judgment finally found it difficult to suppress their emotions. A black-clothed deacon walked up to the chariot, knelt outside the veil, and respectfully reported: "The flying sword of the Holy See Cui Daoist stabbed the other party. ”

Hearing this, the mood on the face of the High Priest of the Judgment finally changed somewhat. Because she knew who Divine Officer Cui was, even she had some hope for Cui Daoren's move.

She looked up, looked at the black-clad deacon, and asked, "And then?"

The black-clothed deacon was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Lord Kamisa to continue to ask, and replied a little nervously, "Then...... Divine Officer Cui's Dao Sword was broken, and the man seemed to be fine. ”

The High Priest frowned slightly. said, "Then what do you want to tell this seat?"

The black-clad deacon became more and more nervous. His voice trembled and he said, "...... This is the first time that someone has been able to stab that person with a sword, which means that that person can still be stabbed. ”

"It's stupid, but there's some truth to stupidity. ”

The gaze of the high priest of judgment shines through the veil. Looking at the Qingxia in the distance, there was no emotion on his beautiful face, and he was indifferent. said: "It seems to be almost. ”

Almost at the same time.

In another shrine, the High Priest of Heaven stretched out his finger and stroked the canon in front of him, and his old face showed a quiet and determined expression, and said, "It's almost. ”

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A sharp and gorgeous Dao sword has turned into a few remnants of the sword lying across the field at this time, but this sword should still be proud, because it is the only flying sword that has not been taken by the enemy since the beginning of the war.

In the south of the wilderness, a Taoist in plain preaching clothes. He was looking down at his chest and abdomen.

His surname is Cui Mingrong, born in Cui Valve, Qinghe County, he left the family since he was a child, traveled around the world to cultivate, was honored in the Holy See of Light, and officially entered the Holy See in the Imperial Cathedral.

There are many strong people in the Holy See of Light who have been hiding in the world, hidden in ordinary and even dilapidated churches. They did not like the atmosphere of the Holy See and preferred to be ordinary believers.

They will not appear until the Goddess calls them to dedicate their power.

Cui Daoren is such an ordinary person.

Cui Daoren's reputation in the cultivation world is not obvious, but his realm is extremely subtle. As early as ten years ago, he had already entered the Holy Realm, in the Dao Gate where the strong gathered. You also have your own place.

However, today he only made one sword, and he did not make any other moves, and looked down at his chest and abdomen, because his sword was broken, and there was a very deep sword cut between his chest and abdomen.

It was a terrible bloody mouth.

The moist stomach and intestines and other internal organs were squeezing out of the mouth of the blood, and at first it was a little slow, and as time went on, it became faster and faster, and finally it seemed to be flowing like a tumult.

Cui Daoren quietly watched his internal organs flow out of his body, and it was not until he watched the whole process that he raised his head, looked at the opposite side, and asked: "The sword path of the Hades King is the most rigorous art in the world. ”

Hades said, "Exactly. ”

Cui Daoren said: "Although the underworld is the underworld, but there is no underworld, why should I suffer so much before I die." ”

Hades said calmly, "Because I know your surname is Cui." ”

Cui Daoren understood and said, "The Hades King should know that I have very little contact with the clan. ”

Hades said, "I want to express the attitude of the underworld through your death and pain. ”

Cui Daoren asked, "What attitude?"

Hades said: "The seven surnames of Qinghe County, even if they die, they can't die happily. ”

Cui Daoren sighed and said, "I see. ”

After saying this, he slowly sat down on the ground and began to wheez, because the lobes of his lungs and trachea had been broken by the iron sword, and no matter how violent his wheezing was, he couldn't breathe air, so it was particularly painful.

I don't know how long it took, but he bowed his head in exhaustion and finally died in agony.

The sky was full of clouds that obscured the sun, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Covered in blood, the Hades King stood in the wilderness, standing in front of more than a hundred flying swords like a chaotic forest, standing in front of the corpses of countless cultivators, looking at the cultivators in the south.

He raised the iron sword in his hand again.

Not a word was spoken.

The cultivators in the wilderness seemed to hear him asking who else.

The cultivator's eyes were all drawn to the iron greatsword that seemed to have magical power.

The iron sword was unremarkable, the blade was wide and straight, dull, and even ridiculous.

However, looking at this iron sword, everyone just wanted to cry.

Some people can't cry when they want to, and they are terrified.

Practitioners. Before this iron sword, the courage to fight could no longer be mustered, and finally retreated.

It was quiet again in front of the green gorge.

The blood on the ground had accumulated into puddles, reflecting the gloomy sky, and it looked a little dark.

The people of the underworld rushed out from under the tent.

Carrying a stool in his left hand and clutching the medicine bag tightly in his right hand, Wang rushed behind Xi Jue to sit down and put the medicine bag to his mouth. Pump it in as fast as you can.

The little girl carried the kettle and held the water bowl. I was afraid that it was too late, so I simply threw the bowl away and put it directly into the mouth of the second senior brother with the spout. Fill it with water as hard as you can.

Xi Jue is not an ordinary person, unusual in all aspects, surrounded by busy juniors and sisters. The emotion was still calm, and the medicine was delivered with water, and it was swallowed in an instant.

The fourth and sixth children had also run over at this time, squatting in front of the second senior brother, looking at a certain place on the chest of the armor, looking at something with a solemn expression.

Cui Daoren's natal sword stabbed this place.

When the Dao sword of the Knowing Destiny realm stabbed the armor, the runes in the armor automatically activated, condensing a thin and tough layer of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi. So that sword didn't have any effect on the past.

But the rune hidden in the armor was shocked by Cui Daoren's sword intent and was slightly deformed.

Lao Liu untied the box behind him, took out a set of special tools that were as delicate as eight crabs, and began to repair them.

The fourth child was doing calculations and graphics guidance on the side, and then looked at Xi Jue and asked, "Is there a problem with the sword?"

The fourth child looked at the past and was a little worried.

The Iron Sword is the most important piece of equipment. If it is damaged, although the underworld has even brought an iron furnace and can repair it, the Holy See of Light will definitely not leave them so much time.

The Hades looked at the broad, straight sword in his hand. said: "It can last a long time." ”

Beigong Weiyang and Ximen Bufu are still under the tent, and their piano flutes are the supreme weapon to deal with the iron cavalry charge. The so-called mission is on the shoulder, and it must stay in the formation.

Just seeing that the same family members were helping the senior brother do things, the two of them couldn't help but feel a little lonely and a little ashamed, Beigong rushed over there and asked, "I said do you want to listen to a song at this time?"

No one answered him.

The fourth and sixth children were conducting the final inspection of the armor, Wang Zhi was checking the pulse of Xi Jue to determine his physical and mental state, so as to prepare the medicine for the next period of time, and the little girl seemed a little idle, wiping the face of the second senior brother with an embroidered handkerchief, but in short, they were busy.

Beigong shouted: "Senior brother, this song is impassioned, and it is most suitable for killing. ”

Hades stood up, looked at the enemies still raging in the southern wilderness, and said, "Since ancient times, murder has nothing to do with generosity and indignation, where do you need a soundtrack. ”

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"Don't be heroic, don't be generous, can't be dashing, you can only be cold, indifferent, cold, only those who really do these things can have the ability to kill all enemies. Hades is undoubtedly such a person, and what I said about him last night now seems to be underestimating him. ”

"He's still the proudest man, I just didn't expect that on the battlefield, as proud as he could throw away all his pride, or hide it in the deepest part of his armor. ”

Sodros raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "He has been using all means to save his physical strength, pursuing a simpler way to kill the enemy, stingy to the extreme, calm and focused, refusing to let go of the slightest changes in battle, calculating to the extreme, from this point of view, he is more like a businessman with a foul smell." ”

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion listened to the teachings of the master in silence.

They had been shocked by the man before Qingxia, even if they were in the hostile camp, they couldn't help but feel admiration and yearning, although in their hearts the figure of the master was always the highest, but hearing the master describe the man like this, they actually felt a little uncomfortable.

However, no one dared to question it.

Sodros's voice rang out again.

The Sword Pavilion disciple was stunned and speechless by the implied meaning of this sentence.

"I have a lot of respect for an opponent who fights with this attitude. ”

Sodros looked in the direction of Qingxia and said seriously: "I even regret a little, I shouldn't have let him kill so many people in this day and night, or I should have shot yesterday." ”