Chapter 672: My Axe, Do You Dare to Rob It?

said that everyone looked at each other, and originally wanted to do it, but now they stopped abruptly.

Zhang Sanfen's eyes were strange, and he gave me a look: "Talk back!" ”

I smiled bitterly and replied loudly, "I'm back!" ”

Either way, a dead horse is a live horse doctor.

Anyway, I still have a boss behind me, and if I don't agree with each other, it's just a fight!

The huge human head suddenly became violent, and the corpses above the head rolled down one after another, forming a sea of human heads around it.

Immediately after, the other party's soul fluctuation came: "Eight thousand years!" I've been keeping your promises! Never returned to the Yang world! ”

"It's time for you to make good on your promises!"

"Pangu!"

I was confused.

Keeping a promise?

I'm not Pangu, how do I know what I promised you.

Besides, it was all 8,000 years ago, and for such a long time, even steel had to rot into dust, and souls had to be affected by the earth's magnetic field, and they gradually tended to assimilate.

This stall is coming to turn over old accounts, is it sick?

I frowned here, but Zhang Sanfen gave me a fierce look.

I nodded slightly, immediately understanding what the boss meant.

ClichΓ©s!

- Eight thousand years ago, it was the rumored time of the flood.

At that time, the demons in the world were dancing wildly, the old gods, corpses, evil ghosts, and demons, there were countless of them. Everyone, you beat me, I beat you, and no one obeys anyone.

Among them, God, Cthulhu, and the chaos that can be divided at will are all existents of that era.

Since the soul of the ancestor of the corpse is here, it is impossible to reveal some unknown secrets.

At that moment, I said loudly: "Ancestor of Corpses, it's been eight thousand years, I didn't expect you to still abide by the agreement between us!" ”

"It's a pity that both the Messiah and the great Cthulhu have reappeared on earth and are trying to enslave all mankind!"

The Ancestor of the Corpse's tone suddenly became cold: "Pangu, you can no longer deter the old gods!" ”

"Take the damn axe! I will follow my previous promise and never let the Corpses get involved in a battle with humans! ”

"This time in the battle for the overlord of the world, the corpse clan will never participate!"

I was stunned again.

The battle for the hegemony of the world?

Is it luck?

I had heard before that the Holy Lord of the Temple and the scientists of North American California had trapped Wei Wuguo in an attempt to plunder the luck contained in his body.

It ended in failure.

At that time, I knew that the reason why Middle-earth had not been completely destroyed until now was actually a large part of the reason.

Without luck, you will never be the overlord of the world.

Until now, although Middle-earth has been crumbling many times and countless people have died in battle, luck is still strong, and it has never left Middle-earth!

I asked tentatively: "Luck still belongs to human beings, the overlord of the world, who can take it away?" ”

The soul fluctuation on the opposite side laughed: "Luck can be deprived!" ”

"Pangu! Eight thousand years ago, you extinguished yourself in order to keep your luck in the hands of mankind! ”

"But luck is unpredictable, and whoever stipulates it will always belong to human beings!"

"Old gods, angels, revenants, demons, who doesn't want it?"

"Eight thousand years! Your soul is immortal and can shelter mankind for 8,000 years, can you continue to shelter for 8,000 years? ”

"Pangu, fulfill your promise! The Zombies are no longer involved in the battle for luck! ”

I asked, "What do you want me to do?" ”

While speaking, I made a slight gesture with Zhang Sanfen and the others, signaling everyone to get ready to do it.

Anyway, let's snatch the Sky Axe first.

After all, what I promised back then was Pangu, and I am not Pangu, so why bother with your.

The other party's soul fluctuation suddenly became irritable: "How to do it, I still teach you?" ”

"Pull out your goddamn axe!"

"I've had enough of being suppressed by this axe!"

It dawned on me.

Say no and it's over!

I was going to take the Sky Axe on top of your brain!

I thought you were going to stop me.

If you think about it carefully, 8,000 years ago, it must have been Pangu who cut it down with an axe and nailed the proliferation cells of the ancestor of corpses to death in the endless corpse domain.

Along with a wisp of the Ancestor of the Corpse, a wisp of divine soul remained in it.

The time outside is long, and the original soul of the ancestor of the corpse has already dissipated, but in the proliferation cells of the endless corpse domain, because of the suppression of Pangu back then, there is barely a wisp of soul left.

If it weren't for the constant pressing of this axe, it is estimated that the ancestor of the corpse would have escaped from the trap and left this dark and silent underground world.

Now that we're finally here, where is he willing to stop us from getting rid of the Sky Axe?

Especially this guy thinks I'm a Pangu!

I waved my hand and said, "I'm here to take the Sky Axe!" ”

"Ancestor of the Corpse, since then, the grievances between you and me have been written off! At the same time, the corpses are not allowed to do anything to Middle-earth again! ”

The soul fluctuation of the Ancestor of the Corpse came quickly: "I'm tired of this world!" ”

"I'm going to find Zhang Wuren! His world is where I'm going! ”

"Hurry up! Pull out your goddamn axe! ”

When I heard Zhang Wuren's name, my heart moved again.

But I didn't have time to think about it now, and I leaped forward and quickly approached the huge head.

Anyway, pull out the Sky Opening Axe first!

With an axe in hand, even if the old god comes, he has to chop it with an axe!

Seeing that the Ancestor of the Corpse's soul fluctuations became irritable, suddenly there was a clattering sound like a thunderbolt in the distance.

The sound was extremely penetrating, and there seemed to be wisps of ionized energy floating in the air along with the sound waves!

I turned my head to look suddenly, but I heard Zhang Sanfen beckoning: "The old god is here!" ”

"Lao He! Hurry up! ”

"The others are stopping me!"

As soon as the words fell, countless brilliant colored lights appeared one after another in the direction of the Rentou Bridge, and the corpse barbarians who were blocked on the other side exploded in the colorful light.

Immediately afterward, I saw seven or eight behemoths hurrying towards me in the light of coloured light.

The leader guy was like a huge bat, with a pair of fleshy wings spread out for more than twenty meters.

His body glided through the air, and countless colored lights bloomed under his wings.

In an instant, this guy landed on the brain of a huge human head!

Then his hands like bird claws grabbed the handle of the Open Heaven Axe!

I was furious,! This is Lao Tzu's axe!

Just as he was about to go crazy, he saw a ray of golden light suddenly bloom on the handle of the Open Heaven Axe.

The golden light was like some kind of high-energy ray, and it fell on the old god, and the huge flesh wings were burned into a large circular pit when they landed!

The pit continued to spread on his wings, and in a moment, the old god let out a terrible wail, and he wanted to raise his claws, but found that the claws had already been eroded by the primordial runes on the axe handles!

This axe is not something anyone can pull out!