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Cen Qing's ridicule spread all around, except for Zhang Zheng and Goudan'er's expressions with inexplicable shame, the rest of the people glared at her angrily. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Youkai!"

"Basilisk!"

"The gods are above, subjugating demons and demons!"

As if forgetting who was fighting the evil god in their mouths, and as if forgetting who had set off the flood to flood their homes, the villagers prayed and pleaded to the stone statue god while angrily scolding Cen Qing, who was half human and half snake.

"Do you know now why I was indifferent when the flood came?" Cen Qing still laughed in the air, "Ignorant and stubborn people like to worship idols the most, even if they create fierce gods and evil spirits, they still worship them, it is okay to save people, but these people are not worth saving at all." ”

"Excuses! I think you're a madman who only knows how to fight. Zhang Zheng raised his head to look at Cen Qing, gritted his teeth and refuted, "A demon is a demon, there is no moral pressure, there is no shackles of ideas, so I will treat human life as nothing." ”

"I have no intention of arguing with you, Daoist Zhang, we can walk and see who is right and who is wrong. Cen Qing retracted his smile, "Although I don't agree with your previous behavior, I respect people like you, because the more people like you, the better the world will be." ”

He lowered his face and looked at the people who were kneeling on the ground: "Yes, I am a snake demon, and today I will show you how I destroyed your gods in front of you." ”

"Ignorance, presumptuousness!"

The gods in the sky opened their huge eyes, and the divine light reflected Cen Qing's appearance, raised the long knife in his hand, and slashed at Cen Qing with a roar: "Demon, suffer death!"

A huge sense of oppression and crisis hit like a mountain, and the sword light spanned a distance of dozens of zhang, as if a shining curtain had been opened, but the most terrifying thing was the black crack in front of the blade, and it seemed that something that was more and more understanding emanated from that crack, so that Cen Qing did not dare to attack it for a while.

The body turned and rushed straight into the sky, dodging the brilliant knife of the river god, but the people on the ground were not so lucky, the knife swept through the space, fell to the ground with the most violent attitude, and cut out more than ten zhang long, a shallow crack, the ground instantly came from the vibration and roar directly lifted the people who were closer to fly out a few zhang away, and the soil was like a tumbling earth dragon drowned, and those who could not escape were suddenly buried under the soil.

"Cen Qing!" Zhang Zheng shouted angrily, shook his hand and played out a spirit rune again, covering the topless soil for the rest of the people, seeing the sword of the river god, his magic weapon refused to be used again anyway, "Don't make it bad, go farther and fight." ”

"Haha, you actually saw through it. Cen Qing's laughter came from high in the air, and his soul devouring gun was retracted from the spirit bracelet again, circling and flying in a half-human, half-snake posture, looking like a mysterious and detached rhythm, "Then you tell me how to kill this river god?"

"The gods cannot be killed, only annihilated. Zhang Zheng understood that Cen Qing was threatening the lives of these mortals on the ground, but the identity of walking under the gate of Longhu Mountain made him have to care about the lives of this group of ignorant mortals, and Cen Qing's occasional ruthlessness also made him slightly frightened, and said helplessly, "This river god is the spirit of Weng Zhong, and after thousands of years of incense worship, so the mana is huge and comparable to the thousand-year-old demon fairy and Jindan Zhenren, but after losing the demon spirit, its mind is chaotic, you just need to take the opportunity to break its body, so that the gods can not gather again." ”

"Break the body, say it lightly. Cen Qing flashed a slashing sword light again, and flew upstream along the river with the river god, shouting, "This guy is a stone spirit, and his body is comparable to fine iron, my spear is like slowly chiseling with a chisel, you poured out a good idea." ”

"Anyway, I've already figured out the method, I'll see you later. Seeing Cen Qing leaving, Zhang Zheng exhaled softly, turned around and looked at the group of frightened villagers, and felt that his head began to hurt again.

"You see, there are two goblins fighting in the sky, and the river god you worship is also a stone spirit. ”

The furious sword light chased after him, occasionally setting off a rushing air current, blowing Cen Qing swaying, and he could only dodge by temporarily rolling down to the ground.

However, as Zhang Zheng said, this god is muddy, and some spiritual wisdom was born because of the accidental devouring of flesh and blood souls before, but in the turbulence of the soul devouring gun before, those spiritual wisdom has long been cleansed with the demonic energy, and this thing is now just a weapon that is out of control and powerful.

Along the way, the huge knife marks cut out a huge crack on the ground, occasionally split into the river, it set off a water curtain more than ten zhang high, the waves ran to both sides separately, crossed the river embankment, the fish, shrimp, turtle and eel in the water were shocked to death countless times, fortunately this radius of dozens of miles is uninhabited, otherwise it would have to be ruined.

Seven feet is good at protection, Huahong is good at sneak attacks, and the fighting array is suitable for frontal combat, what other moves can break through this incomparably hard stone spirit?

Do you use a gun as a hammer and stick, or as a walnut clipper?

Cen Qing kept demonstrating various tactical scenarios in his mind, the stone spirit's body could not be broken, and even the Soul Eater Gun could not completely devour the gods' thousand-year-old incense beliefs, or to put it more bluntly, it was not very to its liking.

It turned out that there were also problems that could not be solved, Cen Qing was a little disappointed, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, flew again, and continued to fly a kite at the risk of being split in half.

Stone becomes fine, there must be a reason, the invulnerable Achilles also has a weakness on his heels, of course, if it is Sun Dasheng, then it is really no way, just kneel down and sing conquest.

Cen Qing was thinking wildly in his heart as he flew, and occasionally relaxed for a moment before setting his eyes on the body of this river god and taking a closer look.

As a Shi Weng Zhong, it has no obvious weaknesses and no instinctive protection, the only weirdness is the black crack in front of the blade, which is incompatible with the light around it. However, this rift is also the source of the sword light, and the most powerful and dangerous place is indeed the location of the Death Gate?

Who believes?

Cen Qing now trusted his body's instincts very much, and he had no doubt that once he got close to that black rift, he would be torn to pieces by the raging turbulence inside, and the things inside this rift were things he couldn't understand or even dared to approach at the moment.

Damn, why would Fahai keep this thing to himself.

He thought to himself, but his body's reaction was real, and he tumbled down the hillside, with a thud, and the gravel and dirt splashed his head and face.

It turned out that he accidentally flew into the mountains again.

Can't move forward anymore, Cen Qing saw the lights gradually rising on the other side of the mountain, and the continuous camp tents and flags under the lights, and suddenly his mouth was bitter, how could it be the garrison of the Great Song Dynasty.

He turned around, countless trees growing in the deep mountains suddenly suffered an unwarranted disaster, the night birds flew in fright, and in the distance, there was already a sentry military horse holding a torch rushing in this direction, the stone spirit in the air paused, his eyes swayed left and right, as if he wanted to make a choice between Cen Qing and the sentry military horse.

"Walk you. ”

Cen Qing picked up a stone the size of a millstone and threw it at the stone spirit, smashing it to pieces.

The hatred was firmly pulled back, Cen Qing dragged the stone spirit and continued to run towards the way he came, picking up the boulder that had broken before and smashing it towards the stone spirit like a locust, but without exception, they were all annihilated in the pitch-black knife marks.

"Interesting, this knife" Cen Qing's eyes rolled, and he squinted his eyes and stared at the long knife in the stone spirit's hand again, maybe it was deliberately done by the stonemason when he carved Shi Wengzhong, so Shi Wengzhong's hand holding the knife was behind his back, and in order to highlight the knife, only half of the handle was exposed outside the body, so the stone spirit always seemed a little sluggish when he wielded the knife, and the back half of the handle was completely blurred light.

Stonemason, stonemason, stonemason, carve, carve, carve

This moment of inspiration opened a door for Cen Qing.

He seemed to see countless people digging up the mountain and quarrying stones, digging up this huge stone, and transporting it back to a site, and a professional old stonemason looked at it carefully, and in his heart he had already generated the appearance of Weng Zhong, and then picked up the axe and chisel, and carefully chiseled the first stone chips along a place.

The first place where the stonemason's chisel fell was the edge of the knife mark.

Cen Qing suddenly brightened, the whole Shi Weng Zhong was actually carved from this knife mark, no wonder it was made to look like Guan Yu, no wonder this knife mark was so sharp, no wonder

Just because this is the trace left by the Guan Sheng Emperor of later generations, the only martial saint who is ranked with the Confucian saint, it should be not far behind Li Zangfeng's sword talisman.

"Since I have seen through it, dear Lord River God" Cen Qing laughed loudly, the spiritual power on the soles of his feet swirled, the rainbow reappeared, the soul devouring spear protected his body for seven feet, and the moth rushed into the attacking sword light like a fire, "Then let's end it." ”

In the light curtain like training, a long dark shadow was torn apart, it was the seven-foot knife momentum that was constantly annihilated in the middle, the spear was like a rainbow, breaking the restrictions of sound and space, and before the knife marks touched the body, the tip of the soul eater gun had already hit the hilt.

Shi Weng Zhong was momentarily delayed before and after the knife, and Cen Qing caught the opportunity to break the game.

"Click!"

In the flawless light of the gods, the first rifts appeared.

Shi Weng Zhong roared angrily in the sky, trying to swing his long knife and slash at Cen Qing again, but the crack continued to expand, as if it was a torn portrait of a naughty boy, and the pitch-black sword stripped away the body of the river god, falling downward, and disappeared into the air with a light flash.

"Huh?"

Cen Qing let out a low cry of surprise, but the next moment, he raised his head and stared at Shi Weng Zhong faintly with a staring gaze: "Please start turning around and running away, now it's my turn to chase you." ”

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