Su Luo held the demon knife in his hand, closed his eyes and slowly recalled, an evil aura flashed between his eyebrows, gradually filling his body, and when he opened his eyes again, there was an indescribable terrifying evil aura in his eyes.

It's like another person.

The corners of Su Luo's lips raised slightly, flashed with a strong evil intent, and said softly: "Evil knife, the path of deviance, the apostasy method used, the deviant method, is the ultimate meaning of this sword method, when I cultivated, I almost made my body Dao fruit collapse, after returning to the earth, I will test the knife with you today!" ”

"Evil Knife, out!"

At this moment, Su Luo's evil aura was surging, the entire small world was faintly unstable, and all the plants and trees collapsed, turning into powder as if they were automatically decomposing.

This is the evil sword, and everything is based on Honkai.

Shi Weng was shocked: "Stop! ”

Rumble!

Su Luo's evil knife slashed down, as if it was full of the feeling of the collapse of the Great Dao, and he was dedicated to this kind of rain god.

The so-called gods, Su Luo doesn't care at all.

Even if the true God comes, what is there to fear?

Su Luo killed these messy pseudo-gods, how many were killed.

What they comprehend is the Heavenly Dao, Su Luo's evil sword, and specialize in overcoming such creatures, and it is their Dao that hurts, and what collapses is their lifelong study of the Dao.

This kind of knife technique, when Su Luo was enlightened, he almost suffered from it.

Now Shi Weng's eyes widened, and his whole body was cracked, as if he was about to be dismembered.

But in the air, a figure appeared, and it was Wu Tao who was thrown out.

Su Luo didn't say a word, he caught it directly, put away the knife and stood proudly in place, Shi Weng gasped, as if he had walked around before the ghost gate closed.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Weng fell silent, as if he was communicating with people's divine senses.

Su Luo said indifferently: "Ming Yan, go and take a look around, I don't allow unknown creatures to exist on my territory." ”

"Understood!"

Ming Yan turned around and rushed to the flower garden, like pulling weeds, plucking all kinds of rare elixirs clean.

Shi Weng was furious, and before he could speak, he was stopped by the rain god in the dark.

Maybe the rain god in the dark can't see through the depth of Su Luo, and the weak look at the appearance, but the so-called rain god looks at the spirit of people.

This secret existence seemed to see Su Luo's body, imprisoned by an existence that made him feel terrified.

Su Luo didn't care, for the so-called rain god in secret, he could actually see the emperor soul imprisoned in his body, and it seemed that he had some ability, after all, he had lived for three thousand years.

This age is not small, and if you don't have a little bit of strong cultivation, you can't live for so long.

The cherished herbs in the flower garden were rolled up and emptied, and the area of this small world is not large, only more than 8,000 square meters, and it is only as big as more than ten acres of land.

After all, if you want to open up the realm within the realm, the difficulty is not small.

Su Luo turned around and said indifferently: "Shi Weng, take me to see your rain god!" ”

"The owner is in poor health and cannot be resuscitated." Shi Weng was defensive and decisively refused.

Su Luo said indifferently: "Then you are the same, tell me about the following situation!" ”

"What's next? You mean the Forsaken Places out there. ”

Shi Weng then said: "The land abandoned by the gods, Xuanhua Saint has not been born tomorrow for more than 3,000 years, and I don't know the outside world yet, please forgive me." ”

"Then tell me about three thousand years ago, what era you are in!" Su Luo asked indifferently.

Shi Weng looked embarrassed, obviously not wanting to say.

Su Luo's eyes were filled with murderous aura, and he obviously demolished this place without saying anything.

The era of 3,000 years ago should be around 1000 BC.

That period was above, it should be the Western Zhou Dynasty.

The Western Zhou Dynasty was the era of the Ji Dynasty, and the more famous ones were King Wen Ji Chang and so on.

It seems that in that era, there should have been many monks, and there were gods.

An existence like the rain god should be a monk, who knows some techniques of calling the wind and rain, making waves in front of the ignorant world, and is honored as the so-called god.

Su Luo was curious, how did these guys survive?

Three thousand years is not a short time, and if you can live for so long, even a pig will become a sperm.

Shi Weng said some of the situation at that time, and after Su Luo understood it, he left directly.

At present, Su Luo's strength will definitely not be able to kill an old monster like the rain god, and if he uses hole cards, he may be able to.

But there's no need to do that right now.

After everyone was rescued, some of the indigenous warriors were killed and injured, and Su Luo didn't care, as long as Ming Yan and the others were okay.

These indigenous thugs, when they die, just recruit another batch.

After the group left.

Wu Tao's face was still a little pale, and he seemed to have palpitations about what he had experienced, and said in a low voice: "There is an old guy inside, his hair and teeth have fallen out, soaked in a pool, skin and bones. ”

"He's probably trying to take your body."

Su Luo helped him take a look, and it was no big deal.

Wu Tao was furious in his heart, this kind of thing almost happened to him.

If it weren't for Su Luo's urgent arrival, I'm afraid Wu Tao would not be himself now.

Su Luo said softly: "Mark here, prohibit the following students from coming, the so-called rain god, it has taken three thousand years, it should have reached the point of running out of oil and lamps, and he desperately wants to take away and live again." ”

"Can't you kill it?" Ming Yan wants revenge.

Su Luo said indifferently: "Don't say that you become a king, you just become a venerable, I'm afraid it's not the opponent of this old thing, don't think too much, go back and rest, and hand over those strange flowers and plants to me." ”

They had just swept the flower beds inside, and they had harvested a lot.

In the Xuanhua Holy Tomorrow, Shi Weng came to the door of a palace and said respectfully: "Master! ”

"They're gone?" A hoarse sound rang out.

Shi Weng nodded and said, "Let's go, it's a pity that we have waited for hundreds of years, and finally waited for a gifted flesh body, but it was destroyed by someone." ”

"It's okay, this god can't have an accident for the time being, on the other hand, that young man is really terrifying!" The hoarse voice was solemn.

Shi Weng exclaimed: "Could it be that even the master can't help him?" ”

"What is strong about him is not his physical body, but that there is a terrifying existence imprisoned in his body, and this god probed a little, and he was almost distracted by the spirit of the shock."

The hoarse voice was filled with a hint of horror.

This kind of super strong person is rare in their time.

But I didn't expect it to appear on a teenager today.

Shi Weng was frightened and said, "Is it that the gods have already come out of the customs?" ”

No one responded, and even the rain god didn't know about it.

Inside Nakdo Province.

After Su Luo came back, he had been thinking about Xuanhua Sheng's tomorrow, but he didn't expect that in the Seven Lands of the Southern Wilderness, this secret was still hidden.

The so-called rain god is not a native creature of the Seven Lands of the Southern Wilderness, but a figure of the Western Zhou Dynasty three thousand years ago in China.

More critically, how many hidden characters are there like him?

Su Luo was interested, and felt that it was necessary to investigate this matter and see the historical civilization that had disappeared and the demeanor of the gods.

Of course, Su Luo understands the history of China, and he has never cared about it before, even the existence of the underworld, he doesn't care too much, thinking that it is just a small existence in the world.

I want to talk about "The Immortal Emperor of the City" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~