Volume 2 Chapter 35 The Eight Heads Restore Their Consciousness
"Hmph, you gods are too conceited, do you think we Buddhist disciples are all waste? You are also a person from the heavenly realm, and you have become the weapon of such a demon beast. "The golden cicada's eyes also had a fierce light, as if he was enraged by the betrayal of the gods of heaven.
"Oh? I would like to see the power of your Buddhism, since ancient times, it has been the Heavenly Realm that has suppressed the Buddhism. Hmph, you, a Buddhist disciple, are really ruthless, and you actually want to challenge my eldest brother of the Eight Divisions. "That day, the huge phantom of the god trapped the golden cicada tightly, and the palm of his hand wanted to cinch the golden cicada into a ball. The eyes of the god suddenly turned into a netherworld firelight, and it turned out to be a purple light, which made Long Yuan shout in his heart that it was not good, it seemed that this day had entered the demon path and lost his divinity. That huge palm even made the golden cicada clenched tightly into a big fist before he had time to scream, and the huge head even looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Hahaha, is this the power of your Buddhism? But in this case, I guess I lost at the hands of my eight tribes. Tian clenched his fists tightly and squeezed the golden cicada even tighter, as if he didn't want the golden cicada to have a little chance of surviving.
"Hey, Tiancong Cloud Sword, do you still know me? I am your master, Dragon Ancestor! Long Yuan saw that the golden cicada was going to be invincible to the sky, so he shouted loudly and attracted the attention of that day.
"Hmph, what Dragon Ancestor, I am me, I am the sky! What Long Zu, he has nothing to do with me. "That day the gods became even more manic, as if they were suppressing something.
Long Yuan was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that the divine consciousness of this heavenly god had not been completely annihilated, since this was the case, Long Yuan was a little sure. But there is no evidence on his body to show that he is the Dragon Ancestor, and it would be too far-fetched to say that he is the Dragon Ancestor. After all, his soul was derived when the souls of Long Zu and Yuan Lu Zhi were intertwined, and he was a lonely soul, and now Long Zu's soul has long since disappeared, and even the golden body that he once obtained was shattered when he was reborn. Long Yuan looked at the gods who would go berserk at any time, and gradually became overwhelmed, not knowing what to say to prove his identity. Even if Long Yuan could say something, it was only from the mouths of others, this mysterious Dragon Ancestor was like a huge mystery, he could only see the hidden fog, but he couldn't see his true face. Even if Long Yuan had shared a body with this mysterious man, there was no way to understand.
The god of heaven looked at the confused Long Yuan and couldn't help laughing, it seemed that he was talking to himself, but it was the demonic god who was talking to the god: "Look at his appearance as a waste, can he be the Dragon Ancestor?" What master are you waiting for? He has already abandoned you, and all eight tribes have been abandoned by him. So you will become a demon, so you will become a tool of this eight-fold snake. Now that you're in the middle of it, don't hesitate to go all the way. ”
"Nope! He is the Dragon Ancestor, and he has the imprint left by the Dragon Ancestor in his body, and the Dragon Ancestor used the power before he disappeared to tell me that this man once had the soul of the Dragon Ancestor in his body. Suddenly, a more stable man's voice came out of the mouth of the god, and it seemed that the god's divine consciousness had been stimulated.
"Hmph, Long Zu disappeared? Since a person who has died, what are you still nostalgic for? How good it is, you can kill whoever you want, you don't have to wait anymore, you don't have to wait for the promise of a thousand years ago. "The demonic gods are inducing the gods to give up resistance step by step.
"No, I've been wrong once, once my complaint spawned you. Now I can't betray my promise anymore, I am the heaven of the Eight Tribes, and I will keep the promise of the Eight Tribes and the Dragon Ancestor. It was he who freed us from the discrimination of monsters, and only he was sincere to the eight of us. The more the divine god spoke, the more excited he became, and he actually suppressed the bewitching purple in his eyes.
"I didn't expect you to be able to reclaim your sovereignty, but you were too late. When I silently grow to defeat you, you are doomed to never dominate your own body again. "The color of the eyes was just a horrible purple in an instant, and they were full of killing.
"Are you two finished? It's funny that I'm being caught in your hands, isn't it? Monk, I can't help it! The roar of the golden cicada actually came out of the palm of the god's hand, and then Long Yuan saw the huge finger of the god being slowly stretched open. When it reached a strange angle, the face of the god was already in extreme pain, but the golden cicada did not give up, and bent the finger even lower.
"You damn bed bug, I didn't pinch you to death, so I'll shoot you to death!" The god seemed to be furious, and slapped his other slap hard, Long Yuan only felt as if the thunder was deafening, and the ground couldn't help but shake. I saw that the god of heaven was holding his other slap and howling, and the golden cicada had already fallen on the shoulder of the god.
"Come on, come again, you stupid big guy!" The golden cicada's move is a good one, and after the god is carried away by anger, his actions will become extremely stupid.
"You damn bug, I want you dead!" That day, the gods seemed to have fallen into a trick, and when they raised their hands, they patted themselves on the shoulder. But at the moment when the god's slap was about to land on his shoulder, the god's body suddenly shrunk suddenly. The golden cicada suddenly lost its fulcrum and the volley's movements became messy, but the god of heaven showed a wry smile and grabbed the golden cicada's ankle fiercely with a big hand. A big foot kicked the door of the golden cicada, and suddenly the blood on the golden cicada's face became wanton.
The god of heaven landed steadily on the ground, and the golden cicada seemed to have been kicked by the god in the air and lost consciousness. His hands were already hanging down weakly, and his whole body was as soft as a quilt, but Mingzhu hid behind Long Yuan in fear. At this time, Long Yuan was just a waste, and his strength was probably not as big as Mingzhu, but this woman had endured too much and only needed the protection of a man.
The god slammed the golden cicada to the ground, and the golden cicada's body was broken several times, and his chest began to rise and fall violently. And the god licked his lips and teeth with his tongue, and this torture made the god feel great pleasure. The god tilted his head, and the bones of his neck rattled crisply, and he jumped up in the air to deliver a fatal blow to the golden cicada with his elbow.
Long Yuan couldn't move the golden cicada even if he used his wings at this time, and Long Yuan, who had no strength at all, just got anxious on the side. A burst of smoke rose and gradually dissipated, and after it turned out to be the golden cicada tightly clamping the neck of the god with his legs, and the god of heaven was tightly choking the neck of the golden cicada, and the two became in a state of stalemate.
It turned out that this golden cicada had already used the Buddha's light to protect his body, making a comatose state, just looking for a flaw in the action of the gods. And the attack of the god of heaven allowed the golden cicada to find an opportunity to take advantage of, so he turned over and dodged the attack of the god of heaven and then tightly cut the neck of the god with his legs. However, the gods seemed to have expected such a move from this golden cicada, and the moment he was cut his neck, he suddenly grabbed the throat of the golden cicada.
The two of them exerted their strength at the same time, and the golden cicada's face had become red due to suffocation, but the gods didn't care and let the golden cicada cut his neck. Seeing that the two were entangled together, the Eight Miscellaneous Snake couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, and scolded even more in his mouth: "I didn't expect that the invincible Golden Cicada would also fall into such an unbearable situation, hahaha, let me let the Eight Miscellaneous Snake send you to the reincarnation of Buddhism." ”
"Hey, should I call you a ghost car? Or is it a nine-headed phoenix with one less head? Long Yuan secretly summoned his wings out and drank at the Eight Miscellaneous Snake.
"What do you say? What do you know, kid? How do you know I'm a nine-headed rainbow phoenix, what the hell are you? "The Eight Miscellaneous Snake seems to have an indelible shadow on this past, and even if anyone mentions it, it will involuntarily become angry.
"What am I? Hmph, I want to know what you are with this beheaded man? The nine-headed colorful phoenix of the Central Plains Continent? Or is it a monster and a ghost car? Or is it the big snake of the eight miscellaneous that the phoenix turns into a snake? It's still a mythical beast of a small island country, and if you don't do it with the mythical beasts of the Central Plains Continent, do you love to practice yourself? Long Yuan also had a poisonous tongue in his mouth, desperately trying to force this eight-fold snake into anger.
"I am! What do you care about me, you're going to be a dead man anyway. The Eight Miscellaneous Snake was choked by Long Yuan's words, and the Eight Miscellaneous Snake didn't know what to say, and ran towards Long Yuan with one head.
Although Long Yuan didn't have the strength, he had the speed that was unrivaled in the world, and the attack that attacked Long Yuan was to dodge lightly.
"It seems that you can't even kill a waste person, what kind of divine beast are you, go and be an earthworm with eight heads."
"You're just looking for death! I want you to die without a place to bury. The Eight Miscellaneous Snake was completely furious, and its eight heads chased Long Yuan and bit it. And that Long Yuan had completely mastered the skill of flying, and every time he made the Eight Miscellaneous Snake have a short distance to catch up with him. The eight-fold snake was furious, and when he saw that he wanted to succeed, he naturally chased after him. The eight heads followed Long Yuan's flight and kept passing through, and in a moment, the eight heads were entangled again.
Long Yuan stopped at the head of the Eight Miscellaneous Snake at this time, and said contemptuously: "With a head like you, you are still a divine beast? Thousands of years ago, I was tossed by the golden cicada like this, and today you have fallen into the hands of me, a waste person. After Long Yuan finished speaking, he angrily stepped on the Eight Miscellaneous Snake a few times, and the Eight Miscellaneous Giant Snake could only scold and scold, and there was no room to fight back.
But Long Yuan only solved the dilemma of the Golden Cicada Eight Miscellaneous Snake, and it seemed that the stalemate between the god and the golden cicada did not last long, and the god had already controlled the overall situation, and his elbows had been raised high.