Slay the God: The head of the demon god, I will protect Hongying

Lintang City.

Under the manor.

Shen Qingzhu took his hands off the altar, wiped the sweat off his body, rubbed his temples with both hands, and staggered as he walked.

Of course, all this is fake.

Also pretending to be exhausted was the ninth seat beside him, his face pale.

The fifth seat stretched and breathed a sigh of relief.

The three of them walked out of the underground and came to the yard.

"When will this hellish life end? Every day, besides eating and sleeping, I just have to infuse my mental energy. I'm almost drained dry."

The fifth seat complained.

Shen Qingzhu had the same doubts as him. He clearly felt that something was wrong. Once the altar was activated, something bad would definitely happen.

It's a pity that after such a long time, the night watchmen in Lintang City didn't react at all. There were even several minor earthquakes at the altar in the middle. Logically, they should have come to check it out.

Unfortunately, there was no way to pass on the information, and there was not even a chance to leave the manor.

"Isn't it? I've had enough of this. Fortunately, it's almost over. In two or three days, it should be almost over."

The seventh seat took out a cigarette and handed one to the fifth seat and Shen Qingzhu.

"Hey, they're just treating us like slaves."

Shen Qingzhu lit a cigarette and spoke helplessly.

"After all, it's Lord Yiyu's order. There's nothing we can do about it."

The Ninth Seat sighed.

"Haha, Lord Yiyu only knows how to exploit people. If I weren't still under his control, I..."

The fifth seat suddenly realized something and suddenly shut his mouth.

"Ninth Seat, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, the ninth seat, who had just taken a puff of cigarette, suddenly fainted.

"The mental strength is overdrawn, this idiot! Carry him in first."

The fifth seat took a look and quickly carried the ninth seat onto the bed with Shen Qingzhu.

The third and seventh seats looked at the ninth seat lying there with frowns on their faces.

"Are you fainting from exhaustion?"

"Well, the three of us were smoking just now, and he suddenly fainted."

"It's true that I'm mentally exhausted."

The Third Seat removed his hand from the Ninth Seat's forehead and sighed.

"Is he stupid? He's trying so hard, and Master Yiyu isn't here. Who is he showing off to?"

The seventh seat rolled his eyes.

"Woman, you better be respectful. If it weren't for someone like you, we would have activated the altar long ago!"

The fifth seat and Shen Qingzhu stared at the seventh seat, a cold light flashing in their eyes.

"Haha, you three have such a good relationship!"

"Can you try saying something again?"

The fifth seat's aura surged, and he looked at the seventh seat with a grim gaze.

The seventh seat subconsciously took two steps back.

"That's enough! Everyone, get out. Tenth seat, you and Seventh seat go out and do the shopping. A week's supply is enough. Don't overdo it."

"Yes, my Lord Third."

A gleam of light flashed in Shen Qingzhu's eyes.

……

laboratory.

"what are you doing?"

Jiang Er's voice came from the MP3 that An Qingyu prepared for her.

"Help you repair your body."

"Repair the body? Isn't it already put together?

"That's not enough. Wang Shao said that in order to restore your body to its original state as much as possible, we need to perform extensive treatments on your body to restructure your muscles, regenerate your cells, and rejuvenate your skin, so that you can return to the beauty you had when you were alive."

Jiang Er's eyes widened.

"Really?"

"Others in this world may not be able to do this, but for me, it's a piece of cake. Not only your brain, but your entire body will remain alive and then be frozen."

An Qingyu smiled gently, his smile was very simple and innocent.

There was something dazed in Jiang Er's eyes.

"Thank you……"

"You're welcome."

The two of them started talking, and suddenly Jiang Er thought of something.

"Is Wang Shao's body any different from others?"

"Why do you ask?"

"My Forbidden Ruins can connect with other people's brains, simulating emotional signals, and can be used regardless of their mental state. Theoretically, even if his emotions are extremely volatile, I can stop him for a moment, but I can't affect him at all. It feels like his mind is a chaos..."

"If he knew you said that to him, he would be angry."

An Qingyu smiled.

"He...I can't see through him either."

……

Lintang City.

Supermarket.

Shen Qingzhu saw two familiar figures asking about something, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Soon, he and the seventh seat finished buying the items and walked towards the cashier.

He casually threw the two bags of potato chips back to the cashier.

After they paid the bill, they left the supermarket.

Not long after, a crisp explosion was heard.

Snapped--!

The potato chips exploded all over the sky, scaring the people around.

Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan looked at each other before they could say anything.

Snapped--! !

A second voice sounded.

The two of them were stunned.

Snapped--! ! !

"wrong!"

The two walked quickly and soon found a black ring lying in the basket.

"【Soul-breaking Sword】? Damn it!!"

……

Soon, Lin Qiye and Jia Lan, who were nearby, rushed over and checked the surveillance footage.

It was confirmed that this incident was related to [Believers].

Soon, they discovered something unusual in the surveillance footage. They went to the potato chip shelf and took out a note.

"Northern Suburbs, No. 42 Dong'an Street, Hades Altar, special team intervention is required."

"It's indeed the northern suburbs, which is consistent with the information we learned from the Geological Bureau."

"Let's go back and discuss countermeasures with Senior Sword Saint and Wang Shao."

……

safe house.

"Altar of the Underworld?"

Zhou Ping's eyes became serious.

"Senior Sword Saint, do you know?"

"I don't know, but I have a feeling something is wrong."

Then he stood up, put on his sword case, and was about to walk out.

"Senior Sword Saint, wait for me." Wang Shao said hurriedly, turning to Lin Qiye and saying, "Qiye, Senior Sword Saint and I will go first, you lead everyone there."

After saying that, Wang Shao and Zhou Ping disappeared from everyone's sight.

……

Above the manor.

"Senior Sword Saint, this is it. The altar of the underworld god is underground beneath the manor."

"Well, I'll chop it off right now!"

Ding--! ! !

A burst of sword sounds rang out.

The moment the sword sounded, the third person sitting next to the underground altar suddenly widened his eyes.

"This is the sword's intention..."

"Woooooooo..."

The dog in the yard stared at the sky with its eyes, its limbs trembling, and it retreated to the corner trembling all over.

Wang Shao used the Demon God's Domain to share the information with Shen Qingzhu.

Shen Qingzhu looked up at the clouds in the sky and felt the sword intent in the air, feeling a little surprised.

"So fast……"

The ninth and fifth seats looked pale.

"The human ceiling is here. I'm afraid I've been discovered. Stay away."

A picture suddenly appeared in Shen Qingzhu's mind, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Walk slowly towards the safe area.

……

Above the clouds.

"It hasn't started yet. There's still time. Otherwise, Daxia will be in trouble again."

Zhou Ping looked calmly at the manor below.

"Senior Sword Saint, please be more precise and don't hurt your own people."

After Wang Shao finished speaking, he shared the location of the altar he sensed with Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping nodded, took off the sword case, and an ancient long sword fell into his hand.

The words "Dragon Elephant" are engraved on the long sword.