Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Gods Are Dead
Bai Shanjun couldn't avoid it, was photographed back into the cave, rushed out from the other end, fell into the valley, and broke many towering trees before stopping.
The smoke and dust billowed like a dragon turning over, looking down from a high altitude, like a ditch ploughed by a giant.
As for the knife he condensed enough to split the mountain, it had already been cut to pieces by the god-killing gods and returned to nature.
The hero leaps to the top of the mountain, and suddenly a white light shoots from the bottom of the valley.
He was not in a hurry, he slapped his hand and slapped it, and the white light was knocked away, but it was Bai Shanjun himself.
The tiger, which had lived for thousands of years, was not discouraged at all, and as soon as its body stopped, it immediately flew again.
The hero gave him a kick, and he flew back; Punch over, fly back; Whip the legs and fly back to ...... Guided missile-like, or the kind with infrared heat tracking, endlessly.
On the ground, Liuyu and Yaoguang looked at the flashes of light in the night sky, listening to the thunderous crash, and the shock on their faces had already frozen.
They simply can't understand, or even imagine, what this is like, and if they don't see it with their own eyes, they can't believe that this is a height that humans can reach.
The hero's patience was exhausted, and when Bai Shanjun attacked again suicidally, he stretched out his palm and grabbed his neck.
At this time, this beast king has lost half of his proud demeanor, one eye is swollen like a panda, blood is coming out of his mouth and nose, and one arm is unnaturally bent, and he basically has no strength to resist.
Still, he grinned at the hero, revealing a row of blood-stained teeth.
"You've got a lot of backbone." The hero said, "Are there any offspring?" ”
Bai Shanjun sighed: "Isn't this looking for a girl!" Bad luck, no one agreed. ”
"Your luck is really bad because ......"
The hero condensed a bat, then released his palm, and before he could fall, he whipped the stick away.
"Because, the vein of holy grace will be cut off from you."
There was another loud bang, and the peak of a mountain peak in the distance was directly collapsed by Bai Shanjun, and the huge mountain rocks like pavilions rolled down with snow, and the smashed earth trembled, setting off smoke and dust in the sky, covering the starry sky.
The hero took a step, and the man had already reached the top of the broken peak.
Bai Shanjun lay at the tail of a deep ditch, dying.
Looking at the hero's terrifying red eyes, he coughed twice and raised a hand: "Stop...... Stop ......"
"It's late!" The hero stepped on his chest with one foot.
Click! Bai Shanjun's ribs were all shattered.
"Ahem, cough, cough......" Blood spurted out of Bai Shanjun's mouth and nose as if he didn't want money, and he grabbed the hero's ankle hard, "I...... I have a shocking secret ......"
The hero's feet slowly exerted, and his voice did not carry the slightest emotion: "Leave it in the underworld to talk to the villagers who died in vain!" ”
"But...... But the lives of a few untouchables, and they are still ...... Or is it spurned by both humans and beasts......"
The hero pierced him in the abdomen with a knife and pinned him to the rock.
"Cheap or not, you don't count. And, in my opinion, the ants are much more noble than you. ”
"Fart!" Bai Shanjun's angry eyes burst out, "I'm ...... It's the bloodline of the Holy Grace......"
"Then they are still the children of the Emperor! Who's worse than whom? ”
"What if...... If they were just ordinary people......"
"Less nonsense!" The hero gripped the hilt of the sword, "Are there any last words?" Hurry up and say, I'm afraid you will be in pain for a while, and you won't be able to speak. ”
Bai Shanjun was stunned: "You still want to ...... Torture me? ”
"How fresh!" The hero laughed, but the smile was very penetrating, "You fucking make Lao Tzu angry like this, and you still want to have a good time?" It's a beautiful idea!
Let's talk to you in advance, there is a kind of torture called Ling Chi, I don't know if you have heard of it. The process is very simple, that is, the executioner cuts the flesh of the prisoner, and a total of more than 3,000 knives are cut, but the prisoner cannot be allowed to die until the cut.
I don't have such a good sword technique, but your strength realm is here, and it shouldn't be so easy to die.
Descendant of the dignified holy beast, you can't drop the chain, you have to cooperate with me! ”
Bai Shanjun finally couldn't help but show a frightened expression: "You...... It's the devil! ”
The hero laughed, pulled out his sword, crossed the blade, and began to cut the flesh.
"Stop!" Bai Shanjun shouted, "I surrender, that's the end of it, no more playing." ”
"Play?" The hero squinted, "You think it's a game?" ”
"It's not that I think it's really a game, I don't believe you look at the village."
The hero frowned, and suddenly felt something, and flew into the air, looking at the valley where the village was located.
The flames in the village were still burning, but the size of the crowd gathered at the entrance of the village seemed to be much larger, at least hundreds.
Condensed his eyes, and everywhere he could see, the old village chief was there, Huang Seventeen was there, Huang Nannan was there, and the Qingniu uncle who was blown up was also there, all standing on tiptoe, looking over here with nervous and expectant expressions.
The heartbreaking scene before seemed to be really just a game and a dream.
"This ...... What the hell is going on? He landed and asked blankly.
"Congratulations, cough cough cough ......" Bai Shanjun said coughing up blood foam, "your test...... Passed. ”
The hero was dumbfounded.
What? It's all ...... It's just a coming-of-age test of Lao Tzu? The battle is too big, not only did I find hundreds of group performers, but I also gave my mother's life to assign exam questions to Lao Tzu, do you want to be so dedicated!
"Your Ying family's coming-of-age ceremony test was already qualified when you pushed open the ninth-order gate." Bai Shan Jun said, "And all this is God's test of you, a test of your divinity." ”
"Which god? What divinity? Let's be more detailed, Lao Tzu is confused by you. ”
"Let me treat the wound first, okay? Otherwise, you will really die! ”
The hero was silent, and Bai Shanjun didn't care about him, he sat up cross-legged with difficulty, closed his eyes, and attracted the aura of heaven and earth to wrap him, forming a cocoon that emitted a faint fluorescence.
The hero looked at it for a while, and then figured out the principle, thinking that divinity is really a good thing, human beings have cultivated for thousands of years, and have developed countless exercises, but the use of heaven and earth aura is still only scratching the surface, which is pitiful.
However, with a stick of incense, the wound on Bai Shanjun's abdomen began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face also returned to ruddy.
Of course, the hero can see that his internal injuries are still there, but they will not be life-threatening for the time being.
"Huh......" The fluorescence faded, Bai Shanjun spit out a breath of turbidity, wiped the blood on his face and said: "You kid is really ruthless, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's thousand-year-old cultivation, I'm afraid he would have died here unjustly." ”
"You deserve it!" The hero snorted.
Bai Shanjun smiled and shook his head: "What I'm going to tell you next is extraordinary, if you hear it, it is equivalent to carrying the heavy responsibility it represents, and now it's too late to regret it." ”
The hero thought for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Do I still have a choice?" ”
There are eight words in the last sentence that Taishan Shenjun said when he disappeared: The divine path is difficult, so you can do it yourself.
He felt that he had touched some terrible territory, the thief ship was good but not good, and trouble would not come if he didn't take the initiative to provoke it.
Rather than having a black eye at that time, it is better to be single.
"Clever!"
Bai Shanjun praised, and suddenly his expression became serious: "Do you know that the gods are dead!" ”