Chapter 45: Killing the Gods

"Origin Beast, it's really terrifying! It is worthy of being the natural enemy of the Holy Soul Realm!"

Cheng Yun, who was riding on the Demon Rite, let out a long sigh, when he rode the Demon Ritual to escape, he was still locked by a high-level Origin Beast, and this Origin Beast chased after him, and finally started a battle with Cheng Yun.

As a result of this battle, Cheng Yun was devoured by the Origin Beast and devoured one percent of the Origin Power, and it took three Sources of Destruction to kill this Origin Beast.

If it is an ordinary monk, I am afraid that he will have no fighting will at this moment, but fortunately, Cheng Yun has the method of shaping the source, and the origin consumed by the source of destruction did not take long to fully recover, and the source that was devoured was also recaptured by Cheng Yun after the death of the origin beast.

"The sense of summoning in this secret realm is getting stronger and stronger!" Cheng Yun frowned slightly, this unknown sense of summoning made him a little uncomfortable.

"Also, the killing intent towards the monk surnamed Liu is getting stronger and stronger! I have never seen this person before, why does he have such a strong killing intent? Strange! Strange!" What made Cheng Yun puzzled was his strong killing intent towards the monk surnamed Liu.

After thinking for a long time to no avail, Cheng Yun also gave up thinking about it, the main purpose of his coming to the secret realm was to search for the whereabouts of the Water Moon Clan.

"The fate of this place, now!"

Cheng Yun operated the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth, and performed the technique of finding fate, his divine sense was quickly searching for the fate between himself and this place, and after a few days, Cheng Yun stopped moving, and the result of searching for fate was a blank, and Cheng Yun and the fate of this place did not have the slightest intersection.

"In that case, I'll see if I have a relationship with the monk surnamed Liu!" Cheng Yun once again started the technique of finding fate, and looked at the relationship between him and the monk surnamed Liu one by one.

After a long time. Cheng Yun saw such a picture, a man holding a curved bow, facing a giant with countless arms, the countless arms of the giant struck towards the man in unison, and the man pulled the bowstring slightly, and under one arrow. It was to shoot down all these arms, and the man holding the curved bow had seven or eight points of similarity with Cheng Yun's appearance.

The picture came to an abrupt end, Cheng Yun continued to move forward, the direction he was moving in was the direction of the monk surnamed Liu's departure, he hoped that the next time he saw the monk surnamed Liu, he would get the answer he wanted.

This secret place is vast. Compared with the nine wild prefectures, it is not much smaller, Cheng Yun galloped all the way, but he did not find any trace of the monk surnamed Liu, nor did he find anything worth stopping.

"Come here!"

"Become my hand, hold my sword, hold my shield, sweep the eight wildernesses, and exterminate Liuhe!"

"As long as you nod your head. You can be my hand!"

"The Eight Desolations and the Six Combinations! The One and Only God, the Hand!"

"The glory of the hand of God. Waiting for you!"

Cheng Yun's ears kept ringing such words, and he also heard the words "Hand of God" again.

"At this time, the words that kept coming out of the sea of my consciousness, and the three words that involuntarily appeared in my mind when the monk surnamed Liu used his magical powers, were all the hands of God, the hands of God. What the hell is it!" Cheng Yun frowned slightly, this secret realm seemed to be closely related to this so-called hand of the gods.

With the appearance of this voice, the sense of summoning that Cheng Yun felt was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't ignore this sense of summoning. He had to go to the place where he was calling, and he had to see who was calling him.

Cheng Yun is not the only one who feels like this, the masked woman, the white-haired old man, and Ouyang Yuan all feel such a call, while the monk surnamed Liu seems to be unaffected by it at all, and moves forward all the way, Cao Shu and Fengtian have disappeared, I don't know if they have left the secret realm or have died.

Following that strong call, Cheng Yun quickly moved in a certain direction, until he came across a statue, a statue carved with a thick arm, and the arm above this statue was also without lines.

"No lines, no lines! The palm prints and pupils of the Heavenly Dao envoys were deprived by the will of the Heavenly Dao, so who took their palm prints away!? Could it be the so-called gods?" Cheng Yun saw this statue and kept thinking, Cheng Yun didn't care about the gods mentioned in the bursts of words.

With the improvement of his cultivation, he also knew that the various myths and legends circulating in the wilderness were all based on monks, and he was even called a painting immortal in Luoyang City of the Northern Han Dynasty in Youzhou.

"If you want to be my hand, you need to be strong, I only need a strong hand, not a weak hand!"

The ethereal voice came again, and Cheng Yun also heard a strange movement.

The huge palm statue that was originally standing still was shattered at this moment, and it turned into a hand, a real palm!

"What kind of hand of God, how can I, Cheng Yun, care about the position of a slave in this area!" Cheng Yun snorted coldly, he could also guess from those words that the so-called hand of God was a slave or subordinate of a powerful existence, how could Cheng Yun care about such a status.

But that palm doesn't matter what Cheng Yun thinks, and it doesn't matter whether Cheng Yun wants it or not, it was raised high, came to the sky above Cheng Yun, and slapped it towards Cheng Yun, the strength of this palm is not strong, and the early stage cultivator of the Holy Soul Realm can break this palm without using the power of the origin.

A thunderbolt burst out, and Cheng Yun didn't even move his body before shattering the statue's hand.

After the palm of the hand was broken, it became a pile of rubble, which regrouped soon after, and became a thick arm again, which was raised high and slapped towards Cheng Yun.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Three thunderbolts in a row burst out, breaking this palm again, Cheng Yun's divine sense has already sensed that he has been blocked by an invisible force at this moment, if he wants to leave, he can only continue to accept the test of this palm.

Seeing that the stones scattered all over the place gathered into a palm again, Cheng Yun simply summoned the three origin clones and let the three origin clones break this palm, while he himself stood still and did not move.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

I don't know how many times that palm has been broken and reunited, every time the palm reappears, it will have more powerful power, this time Cheng Yun's three origin clones shot together, and it was this palm that shattered.

"Pass the test, you are qualified to be my hand!"

The voice was clearly emitted by a glimmer of divine consciousness left behind by the powerful being. Cheng Yun smiled coldly, and he looked at the stone statue.

"I, Cheng Yun, am the son of the Dongyi clan, the Duke of the Dayu Dynasty, the commander of the Longteng Ninth Army, and a creature who has been recorded twice in the barbarian epic! A palm slapped at the palm statue.

"Destroy the things of the test without permission, and come upon God's punishment!"

The cold and mechanical voice sounded again, and above Cheng Yun's head, a thick palm appeared again, this palm was much stronger than the previous palm, and Cheng Yun estimated that it would take the origin to be shattered.

"Battle Source!

Without the slightest hesitation, the source of war burned and boiled. Slammed into the huge palm, and after a sound of breaking the air sounded, the long sword formed by the origin of battle broke the palm.

At this time, in a mysterious space, a middle-aged man with a palm mark on his forehead suddenly opened his closed eyes, and the mark on his forehead began to flicker and darken.

"Has the last statue left by our lord been discovered?" the man closed his eyes again after muttering to himself. With the mark on his forehead, he searched for the source of the strange feeling he felt.

"Strange! how could I not find it!" the man's brow furrowed, and then. His expression changed dramatically.

"It is unforgivable that anyone should dare to destroy the statue representing the hand of our lord! This person will pay the price regardless of the inheritance of any tribe!" the man began to mutter, a little above his forehead, after a moment, in an obscure voice.

"The only god in heaven and earth!My revered and great master!In the name of Edward, the fourth hand of the god, I call on your divine power to descend on the ninth hand of the god to inherit the throne!Punish the lowly ants who do not respect the power of your god!" After saying this, a dazzling light flew from the man's forehead, and this light flew for an unknown amount of time. In the end, it was swallowed up by a huge void of pitch black and cold.

At the same time, in the secret realm, the palm above Cheng Yun condensed again, and an extremely dim light pierced the void and attached to this palm. This light made the palm of the hand change greatly, and the entire secret realm trembled for this palm.

And the monk surnamed Liu kept kneeling towards the sky, and said with words in his mouth: "The only god in heaven and earth!

After a long time, the monk surnamed Liu realized that this breath was not aimed at him, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, he just didn't know why, he involuntarily said such strange words, even himself, it was incredible.

"Divine Punishment!?"

Cheng Yun smiled coldly, he had even fought the will of the Heavenly Dao, how could he be afraid of this so-called divine punishment.

"Heavenly Axe!"

"Xingtian Shield!"

The mark on his forehead kept flickering, and a mighty axe and bronze shield appeared in Cheng Yun's hand, with his current cultivation, he could already simply use these two weapons that belonged to Xingtian.

The aura on the huge palm became more and more powerful, Cheng Yun's eyes looked coldly at the palm, he raised the axe in his hand, flew up, and simply slashed an axe towards the palm, while the bronze shield on his other hand protected himself.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A continuous roar sounded, and Cheng Yun slowly descended.

"Xingtian used to use this axe to punish the sky, and now, I, Cheng Yun, use this Xingtian axe to kill the so-called god!" Cheng Yun held a giant axe, facing the sky, shouting loudly, and the strange aura had disappeared without a trace.

The man in the mysterious space of "God Slayer" trembled all over, and he heard the two words that Cheng Yun said, just these two words made his emotions excited.

"How dare he be so disrespectful to his master! He is a sinner! He must be a sinner!"

"In the name of my Fourth Hand of God, call all the Hand of God!"

"The inheritor of the ninth hand of the god has appeared to be disrespectful to the master, and all the hands of the gods, when the inheritor inherits the throne, they will strike together and erase him!"

"I am the hand of the Fourth God, Edward!" (to be continued......)