Chapter 21: The Cave of Gods and Demons (3)
Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful.
The water flowing eastward is the water that people grow and hate the water in the east, and they are constantly chopping and chaotic.
Under this drop of divine water, any water will collapse, this is the king of all waters.
"Innate gods and demons!!"
The old man's face changed greatly, he had been exposed to the breath of the innate gods and demons, and he could naturally feel the source of the other party's rich water.
With this power, nothing is a problem.
And the innate gods and demons, these world's most terrifying creatures, although their time has passed, although the glory of the past is no more. But they are still the most powerful of lifeforms.
The old man's body crumbled into a stream of water.
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Immediately after, however, the water turned into the appearance of an old man.
Cultivating the life of the water attribute is the most difficult to kill. This legend, in particular, has smelted all their bodies into water, and as long as there is a drop of water, they will not die.
Moreover, a legend is a legend, a historical song, how can you be killed like this?
The old man's eyes flashed with rich greed, as long as he refined this ancient god eye, he could understand more of the true meaning of water, and even go further, becoming a demigod, a half-god and a demon.
Powerful gods and demons, the most powerful is the body. With only the body of a god and a demon, he can sweep everything.
Countless droplets appeared, dripping and spinning.
A drop of water is against a lot of drops, although the essence of this drop of water is very powerful, but when the quantity reaches a certain level, the quality is not so necessary.
This drop of water was gradually annihilated by countless droplets, leaving no trace behind.
"Run, it's not an opponent. This old man is not human. It is a drop of water, a special kind of life. Not to mention in the distance, there is an existence that makes me feel terrifying, it is Hou Yi's divine bow. That bow was stained with too much blood of the innate gods and demons, and I felt uncomfortable when I smelled that breath......"
When Zhou Sheng heard this, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, and immediately drove the rainbow light away.
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"Hmph, did you escape, I want to leave at this speed......
The speed of Zhou Sheng is 3,000 times the speed of light. This is already his fastest speed. And although the old man is not good at speed, he still has five thousand times the speed of light. Not to mention, that bow, that arrow has nearly 20,000 times the speed of light.
"Sneer~~"
The sound of arrows streaking through the space, a strong sense of danger.
This divine bow, even if it is broken now, even if there are no real arrows available now, but if it falls into the hands of the life of these levels of the tower master, it is a great killing weapon that can shoot down the stars in the sky.
Arrows were shot out, carrying with them countless gods and demons. These are unwilling heroic souls who died at the hands of the divine archer, and every heroic soul is an ancient life.
At this dangerous juncture, Zhou Sheng's rapid flight orbit suddenly deviated and dodged the arrow.
But one of his arms was also grazed by an arrow, and the powerful arrow intent entwined upward, instantly crushing one of his arms.
Ignore the empty sleeves. What he is doing now is running for his life.
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He has been hunted down and killed by others in his life. Only this time it was the most embarrassing, because the enemy didn't have to chase at all, just draw the bow and shoot arrows.
The ancient god's eye blessed him with a mysterious power, which was a robe condensed by rich star power, this was the robe of the wind god, and the ancient Feng Bo was also a powerful innate god and demon.
Feng Bo, the existence that is best at speed.
With the support of this robe, his speed suddenly doubled. It reached 6,000 times the speed of light. In a breath, he flew away from this fragment of the continent and flew into the vast void filled with thick mist.
The old man in the back shrank his eyes fiercely. His speed couldn't keep up.
In an instant, he returned to the young man's side and borrowed the bow of the Sun God. This divine bow fell into the hands of the young man, and it could not really exert its power, after all, although the essence of life was noble for this gifted person. But the one who didn't break through to the Sage was also a king who wanted to condense the Divine Vision.
But in the hands of the old man, relying on his legendary level of strength, although he couldn't pull away the full moon, he could pull most of it away, and a trace of terrifying arrow intent seeped out of the bow, and there was a little bit of blood red oozing out, which was the big blood splashed on the bow at that time.
The blood of these gods and demons was mixed with arrow intent, condensing a blood-red arrow.
This arrow is a thousand times more powerful than a young man.
To draw a bow, what is needed is arm strength. Relying on the legendary arm strength of the old man, he can only shoot one arrow a day, and if he shoots the second arrow, he will damage the flesh and blood on his arm, and his body will be shocked.
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The arrow comes out, and there is no shadow.
It's too fast, too fast, and it's no longer in the sight of living beings to capture. Not even the Sage's Divine Eye could capture the location of this arrow.
The trajectory of the arrow is not a straight line, but a jump, and the arrow is constantly jumping.
Follow the heart of the archer and go after the goal.
"You can't leave, the arrows have positioned you, this magic bow, the most special thing is its persistence, this is the persistence of every shot. Missing a shot is a blasphemy against it. Once this attachment is aroused, it must be fed by the blood of the target. Now damage most of your heart and blood and use it to feed the arrows, otherwise you will just collapse and I will disappear......"
The murmuring sound of the water flowing eastward resounded in my ears.
This divine bow, which can shoot down the stars in the sky, can make its ancient god eyes shatter under such a close-range attack.
"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven, how can life be smooth sailing in the world. This time it's a crisis. But if I put it to death, I will be able to live again. I understand the true meaning of life and death, death is life, life is death!"
"Don't be too stupid, what is the true meaning of life and death? In front of this divine bow, everything is empty, even if the gods and demons who claim to be immortal are not falling in front of the bow and arrow, this is the number one killing weapon in the past. Yan can become the strongest, relying on his own incomparable divine power. And Hou Yi, his whole cultivation is on this bow!"
"No, you don't know what my life and death are. This is what I first realized and continues to this day. If there is life in my name, then I will not die easily, so to speak. Right now...... Not when you die!"
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Zhou Sheng's mood returned to calm, and nothing could shake his mind.
Turning to look at the approaching arrows, he seemed to see a beautiful rainbow, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. A satisfied smile.
At this moment, in his opinion, it was no longer a terrifying arrow that could take his life, but a seed that brought hope, piercing the dawn of darkness.
He stretched out his hand, silently waiting for the arrows to come.
Here comes the arrows. With a faint breath, a calm arrival, there is no terrifying power, but there is a message that can make people die.
His hand caught the arrow, and soon, his body collapsed.
The arrows also crumbled,
The blood of those gods and demons poured on his body, turning into a large blood crystal. These ancient bloods, these ancient demon bloods, are immortal.
Zhou Sheng disappeared. Died.
The devastating arrow intent strangled everything, leaving only one seed, this is the seed of life, this is the seed of red beans.
Break and then stand, do not break and do not stand.
The seeds of red beans are watered with the blood of true gods and demons and sprout. Grow up and become a plant, a red bean.
Red beans, more than one person tall, swaying their rhizomes in the void. Pods, bean leaves.
The rhizome draws all the blood of the gods and demons, dyeing itself blood-red. Eventually, all of this nutrition gives birth to the only red bean seed in the only pod.
The red bean seed absorbs everything, absorbs the nutrients of the plant, and soon the plant withers and becomes fly ash. And in this way, the red bean seeds take root again, sprout and grow, and then wither.
Over and over. This is metamorphosis.
After 3,000 times, the golden beans were already produced, and the young bodies of the gods and demons were truly formed.
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A golden red bean seedling proudly existed in the void, and soon, it faded to gold. Back to green. Just like the most ordinary red bean seedlings, it returns to the basics, and all the beautiful and precious things are attributed to the inside, without showing mountains and dew.
Zhou Sheng's body emerged from the red bean sprouts, and his body was formed, absorbing the red bean sprouts in one bite.
At this moment, he is very good.
But then, another arrow, a terrifying arrow.
The old man tried his best to kill him if he was injured, which made the old man feel the danger and wanted to nip him in the bud.
Transformation once has exhausted the foundation of Zhou Sheng, this kind of thing is not to say that transformation can be transformed. Again, he will surely fall.
But this arrow was deflected, and the arrow that condensed the intent of the persistent arrow suddenly shuttled through the fragments of the continent, turning these fragments into pieces, and the infinite beasts on it died, turning into powder and dust.
It came to the top of Tallinn and shot a middle-aged man in a blue robe.
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The blue-robed middle-aged man looked at the arrow on his chest, his eyes a little nostalgic.
"The arrow of the Great God of Houyi, it's a pity that you are too far away from the most glorious time now, and you can't remember it reasonably. The first time I saw your demeanor back then, it was when you shot down the Golden Crow God......"
He had images from many years ago in his mind.
On the desolate land, countless gods and demons raised their heads and looked at the sky. There was a scorching sun there. It was a bird with a burning flame.
When the arrow hit the bird, there was no more light in the sky.
Condensed the top gods and demons of the King of the Divine Eye, the Golden Crow God fell like this, and was shot to death by this bow.
At that time, the blue-robed man was still a small god and demon, and in front of a group of terrifying gods and demons, he couldn't rank at all. But now, those powerful innate gods and demons have passed away, leaving only them.
The blue-robed man pinched the arrow with his fingers, and the arrow was broken, but the persistent arrow intent still wrapped around its fingers, wanting to crush it. The blood of the gods and demons still wanted to pollute his body. It just seeped into his body, like a splash of water falling into the sea, and could not stir up any wind and waves.
"Persistent, even if you are weak, you still have immortal attachment. The blood of this god and demon is not bad, but it is too little, the real amount is not even half a drop, I haven't tasted it yet, and the blood is also a little smelly, not fresh......"
The body of the blue-robed man changed, and soon, it changed into a real body, nine heads, dragon tail, and a huge and majestic body, which was a Xiangliu, an ancient innate god and demon.
The gods and demons who survived by luck.
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The huge tail of the willow hit the thin curtain of light outside Tallinn.
The light curtain is very thin, only a few sheets of paper thick. But it is very tenacious, and Xiangliu's tail can punch a hole in the desolate continent, but it does not shatter the light curtain at once.
It's just that the entire world of Tallinn, under this kind of striking force, sank hundreds of kilometers.
It hit at once, and the light curtain finally couldn't bear it, and there were cracks, and some of the outer continents also crumbled into powder. In front of this terrifying life, everything is scum.
The boundless mist, the infinite clouds, were all stretched apart by its huge and hideous body.
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The crack grew bigger and bigger, and in the end, it shattered, and the glass curtain of light fell to the ground, becoming a mountain of crystals.
Some countries have unfortunately been crushed by these mountains of crystals.
"Roar~~"
With a roar, the continent shattered, and the whole of Tallinn shook.
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This ancient god and demon wants to eat all of Tallinn.
Tallinn rushed with rays of light, these were all lifeforms that had reached the legendary level, and there were no less than three hundred.
Each shrine has its own heritage, and there are so many legends in the Tallinn shrine. And there are many, many holy places like this in this world.
An eight-thousand-story tower appeared, and the tower quickly transformed into a middle-aged man with a glazed body, wearing a glazed robe, with hundreds of millions of kilometers of divine fire shooting out of his eyes, and that look was so terrifying that it burned the sky and boiled the sea.
This is a demigod, and if you go one step further, you can become an acquired god and demon.
The surrounding legends are also based on him.
"His Royal Highness Tamu, the tower master goes to other holy places, what should we do?"
Many legends are a little unstable, and in the face of terrifying gods and demons, these gods and demons really need to retreat.
"Sangyu, what do you want to do?"
"What are you doing? haha, what are you doing? The tower master killed my partner, and I was going to destroy his lair......"
Innate gods and demons, Xiangliu's eyes are scarlet.
The killing of his companion, who had been with him, was tantamount to the biggest blow to the innate gods and demons with unlimited lifespans. In the process of their eternal life, there are too few relatives......