Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

And the vague shadow of the Monument to the Burial of the Holy Heroic Souls of the Wilderness actually made him feel a little inexplicably uneasy.

He remembered Ning Feng's crazy record on the Ancient Bone Dragon Road, where he slaughtered half-emperors and challenged the will of the True Emperor.

The "mixed blood" in front of him, although his holy body was broken and his breath was weak.

But the ferocity and recklessness that emerged from the sea of ​​blood and corpses made him more wary than in his heyday.

More importantly, he did not come here in his real form, but only as a projection.

If Ning Feng, that madman, really tears it to pieces at all costs, even though the body is intact.

But the humiliation of having the projection destroyed, and the information that might be leaked...

Especially at this sensitive moment when the Zhantian lineage seemed to have come into contact with Ning Feng...

The terrifying divine power surrounding the Patriarch of the Gods was fluctuating violently, like a suppressed volcano.

Murderous intent fiercely clashed in his cold eyes as he weighed the pros and cons.

Finally, the terrifying pressure that was pouring down slowly subsided a bit.

Although it was still freezing cold, it no longer had the intention to crush Ning Feng completely.

"Humph!"

The Celestial God Clan leader snorted coldly, like the collision of ten thousand years of ice. "You sharp-tongued ants."

"Your arrogance is as vile as your blood."

"I came here today just to make you realize your place."

He looked down at them, his voice returning to that indifferent tone of judgment: "The Zhantian lineage? Just a bunch of stray dogs."

"Seeking the skin of a tiger will only lead you and this filthy netherworld planet to destruction faster."

"As for the Thirteen Ancient Emperors... when they arrive, it will be your end. Cherish your last breath, bastard."

"I will wait for you, the Earth Star Ants, to be destroyed."

After saying this, he no longer looked at Ning Feng, as if looking at him any longer would be a blasphemy against his own divinity.

The sacred light and shadow slowly turned around, and the shattered glass-like space around it quickly closed up, and his figure became illusory.

"But remember, the filthy blood of the Celestial Race within you will eventually be purified by me personally..."

Leaving behind these words full of murderous intent and disgust.

The projection of the Celestial God Patriarch completely disappeared, and the cold and sacred pressure also dissipated.

Only a piece of space eroded by divine power was left, appearing even more broken and dead.

Ning Feng stood there, smiling coldly, and purple blood continued to drip from the broken wound.

He looked at the place where the Celestial God Patriarch disappeared, the chaotic fire in his eyes burning to its extreme, and a cold voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Tian Shen Palace... old dog... wash your neck and wait..."

"One day, I will personally set foot on that sacred temple... and sacrifice your divine blood to my mother."

He took a deep breath, the air that was filled with blood and the remaining divine aura of the gods, forcibly suppressed the surging blood and murderous intent.

Now is not the time.

He took one last look at the still dazzling and brilliant light on the top of Ye Family Mountain, as if he wanted to carve that light into the depths of his soul.

Then, he did not stop, but turned into a dim but resolute purple light, and continued to rush towards the next place where he needed to make backup plans.

Time is still pressing.

Layout is urgent.

Whether it is to deal with the impending Thirteenth Emperor, or for the blood debt that will eventually be settled.

The Earth is now in turmoil and is on the verge of collapse.

But he was unwilling to give up even if there was still a glimmer of hope.

……

[Ding! 900 lickers...received the reward: the Journey to the West Demon Pestle!]

[Ding! 900 licks...received the reward of One Step to Heaven Fist!]

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Not long after, after a few days, Ning Feng finally appeared in front of an almost broken planet.

Below is an endless wheat field. Large golden waves of wheat undulate with the wind, looking like a golden ocean, which is very beautiful.

However, at this moment, this golden wheat wave was covered by a large area of ​​blood.

At the same time, there were many sunken corpses on the ground.

There are also many figures wearing sun hats, straw hats, and holding sickles.