Chapter 674: The statue of Zhang Wuren

Even when he was cursed by the Ancestor of the Corpse, the humanoid light and shadow still didn't say a word, and didn't even show any emotion.

Just as I landed on the top of the huge head's brain, the other party also came first and suddenly appeared in front of me.

It wasn't until now that I realized that the other party's body form was extremely special, hazy, trance-like, looming, and seemingly nothing.

It's like a myriad of rays of light coming together.

As if he couldn't speak, he wouldn't release his soul fluctuations, and he just looked at me quietly, without saying a word, without moving.

At this moment, a thought suddenly popped into my mind: I'm afraid this thing is not a fool, right?

At the same time, I didn't hesitate to draw my knife and cut it.

It doesn't matter if you're an old god or a fool, as long as you dare to stop me, you can cut it first!

The blade swept through as if it had slashed into nothingness.

The light and shadow on the opposite side are still intact.

It feels like in Naruto, a knife slashed through the Uchiha Obito who will use the eye of reincarnation.

This guy is terrible!

You must know that although my knife is broken, it is still powerful.

Not only can it slash entities, but even the souls of the dead can be directly hacked to death.

The blade slashed through, but the other party was as intact as a phantom, which really amazed me.

I didn't hesitate to give up the idea of cutting him again, and grabbed the handle of the heavenly axe with my backhand.

Just as I was about to grasp the handle of the axe, suddenly there was a sour feeling in my heart, and a thought suddenly appeared in my heart.

The old gods on the other side are so powerful, how could Middle-earth have fought them?

Moreover, this guy is just one of the three pillar gods of the old rulers!

They also have "Darkness", "Nameless Mist", and Cthulhu, who is said to be the most powerful of the Old Gods.

Old God Codename: 0001.

If you can't beat it, Middle-earth will definitely lose.

Since sooner or later you will lose, sooner or later you will die, why struggle?

This thought made me laugh bitterly, and I even grabbed a fart to open the sky axe!

Even if it is taken away, what can it be?

Middle-earth is finished, and the gods can't be saved.

The feeling of sorrow came over me so much that I lost all my thoughts and lost any energy.

I only think that if Middle Earth is gone, the boss will be gone, Queen Secret, Zhang Baiqiang, Dongyi, and even Chu Wu, Wei Wuguo, Xu Zhen's corpse, etc.

If they are gone, what is the point of living by themselves?

Forget it when you're dead!

This thought only flashed through my mind, and the next second, I suddenly turned the blade around and wiped it directly against my neck.

Seeing that the blade was about to slash through my neck, a long and dignified whistle pierced my soul! Almost at the same time, my eyes cleared, and the blade stopped at the edge of my neck.

A slip of blood slipped down his neck and landed on the corpse's head.

The souls stirred all around, and the thoughts that represented despair spread rapidly in all directions.

Not only me, but even Zhang Sanfen, Chu Wu, Zhang Baiqiang, and Queen Secret Heart were all flushed and their hands trembled!

They were affected by this atmosphere of despair, and they no longer had the fighting spirit, and even wanted to kill themselves with a knife!

I gasped, finally knowing what despair is!

Just because he can bring despair to people!

But the problem is that I haven't gone through the path of conscience, so it's just that I'm affected! Zhang Sanfen and Chu Wu have gone through the road of conscience, how can they also be affected by their minds?

This guy is really evil!

The long howl that pierced the soul suddenly stopped, and then I heard the roar of the Ancestor of the Corpse: "Zhang Wuren! Zhang Wuren, haven't you left yet! ”

"Zhang Wuren, where are you!"

I swept my eyes and immediately saw a figure standing in the darkness.

Through all kinds of strange lights, I realized that the figure was actually a stone sculpture.

The stone carving has a long body and clear facial features, and he is wearing a very ordinary combat uniform, with a short stick hanging diagonally around his waist.

The stone statue smiled at the corners of his mouth, his hands went up and down, one holding the sky and the other pointing to the ground, the posture was strange, but it was awe-inspiring.

That's a statue of Zhang Wuren!

It's weird!

When we came here before, our eyes swept and we could see everything around us clearly!

There was absolutely no such statue at that time!

He seemed to come out of nowhere, and at a critical moment, a long howl woke us up who were almost about to commit suicide!

Zhang Wuforino, Zhang Wuforino, what kind of person is he!

It was only a moment from when I raised my knife to commit suicide to Zhang Wuyao's long howl, and although my thoughts flashed during the period, time only passed for a moment.

When I reacted, the light and shadow in front of me suddenly disappeared, and when I reappeared, I was already standing in front of the statue of Zhang Wuren.

Immediately afterwards, this light and shadow surrounded Zhang Wuren's statue, as if it was about to completely destroy the statue.

Taking advantage of this stall, the ancestor of the corpse yelled angrily: "Waste! Rubbish! Hurry up! Pull out the axe! ”

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to fall into the hands of the old gods! Lao Tzu is the ancestor of corpses! It is the ancestor of the corpse who has reached the eternal realm! ”

I didn't have time to think much about what the Eternal Realm was, but I couldn't help but retort: "You're just a part of the proliferating cells that the Ancestor of the Corpse has been abandoned!" ”

That being said, I've reached out and grabbed the handle of the axe.

The right hand was slightly forced, but the axe did not move.

Without hesitation, I hung the half-truncated knife on my waist, grabbed the heavy axe with both hands, bent my legs slightly, and exhaled with a strong waist.

"Hah!"

I sucked hard, and the heavy axe finally shook a little.

The Ancestor of the Corpse cheered, "It's coming! Soon! ”

"Pangu! Keep it up! ”

Almost at the same time, a powerful soul fluctuation came rapidly, and the originally heavy axe smashed down like a mountain range, and the axe fell straight into the head of the ancestor of the corpse, almost splitting the entire head in half!

I was caught off guard, and was almost taken into the head of the Ancestor of the Corpse by the Axe of Heaven.

Immediately afterwards, I felt an extremely indifferent soul fluctuation: "Zhang Wuren, you are just a statue!" ”

"Even if you go to the extreme in your world, you can't help me!"

The Open Heaven Axe was originally stuck on the head of the Ancestor of the Corpse, but as a result, the axe fell, almost splitting the Ancestor of the Corpse's head in half!

The Ancestor of the Corpse was furious, and his soul fluctuated and surged: "[Despair]! Your grandma's! I'm not done with you! ”

I carried the handle of the Heaven-Opening Axe, and tried to lift it up in a hurry, but the axe was so heavy that I lifted it twice, but each time I only shook it twice, and still couldn't lift it.

The Ancestor of the Corpse scolded, "You are stupid! That's your weapon! Use it with your soul! ”

"Pangu! Eight thousand years ago you were a big fool! I didn't expect you to be like this after 8,000 years! ”

I said angrily, "Shut up! One more nonsense, Lao Tzu grinds off your three souls and seven spirits with an axe! ”

That being said, the words of the Corpse Ancestor also gave me a hint of inspiration.

The power of an exorcist is limited, no matter how great it is.

If you want to lift such a heavy weapon, I'm afraid there is really no other way!

Anyway, try it first!

As soon as the thought came to me, I took a deep breath and tried to release my soul to use the Sky Opening Axe!

Once this big axe is picked up, I'll see who can stop it!