Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Just as Su Zhe was about to step forward with his knife, a white arm suddenly crossed in front of him, stopping him.

Su Yuan's cold voice carried an unquestionable command: "Stand back and protect Fang Mo!"

Before she finished her words, she shot out like an arrow.

The "mysterious" hyena-like creature roared excitedly from its throat.

It opened its huge mouth full of smelly mucus and bit down suddenly on the petite figure.

There was no panic in Su Yuan's eyes, and his body twisted at an incredible angle in mid-air.

He barely avoided the deadly fangs, and a dark blue ice crystal dagger appeared in his hand.

There was no unnecessary movement, only a cold light that was simple to the extreme.

The ice dagger pierced the hyena monster's eye socket accurately, all the way to the handle, instantly freezing its brain into a ball of ice.

The whole process was so smooth and fast that it was dazzling.

The "mysterious" creature in the "Pool" realm couldn't even let out a howl before its huge body collapsed to the ground, completely silent.

On the other side, the hedgehog-like "mysterious" creature saw its companion being killed instantly, and the steel thorns all over its body exploded instantly, preparing to launch an indiscriminate attack.

Ding Chongfeng was faster than it. A silver light flashed in his eyes, and an invisible and powerful mental force instantly enveloped the monster.

"rise!"

He let out a low roar, and the monster weighing hundreds of pounds was lifted into the air by an invisible force. Its frantic struggle was futile.

"go!"

Ding Chongfeng's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. It was obvious that this kind of control was extremely exhausting for him. He turned his head and roared at the others,

"Break through the snow ditch to the west! Quick!"

Everyone woke up as if from a dream. Without Ding Chongfeng's explanation, the instinct for survival drove them to run away.

Su Zhe looked at his sister who was so decisive and ruthless in shock.

He took another look at Ding Chongfeng who was playing with the monster like a ball, gritted his teeth, pulled Fang Mo up and caught up with the team.

Ding Chongfeng's eyes became fierce, and his mental strength suddenly burst out, smashing the hedgehog monster in the air towards a giant tree in the distance.

He only heard a loud bang and the dull sound of bones breaking. He turned around and ran without even looking at the result.

However, just when they had rushed out less than a hundred meters, Su Yuan, who was running in the front, suddenly stopped and his face turned as pale as paper in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Su Zhe caught up and asked breathlessly.

Su Yuan's voice trembled uncontrollably, filled with unprecedented despair: "Here they are... Two of them, from the 'Chuan' realm..."

'Sichuan' realm!

These two words were like two icebergs, hitting everyone's heart hard.

The tiny spark of hope that had just ignited was instantly extinguished by the cold despair.

If they tried their best in the "Pool" realm, there was still a glimmer of hope.

Facing the "mystery" of the two "Chuan" realms, they were no different from lambs to be slaughtered.

Heavy and swift footsteps came from two directions, like the drumbeats of death, breaking their psychological defenses one by one.

Fear, like a Siberian cold wave, instantly invaded everyone's limbs and bones, and even the blood seemed to be frozen.

"It's over..." A team member's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground with a blank look in his eyes.

In this dead silence of despair, Fang Mo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly made a move.

Silently and with extraordinary determination, she raised her hand and began to untie the thick bandage wrapped around her arm circle by circle.

"Fang Mo! What are you doing!" Su Zhe noticed her abnormality and shouted.

Fang Mo did not answer. Her movements were slow, but she was determined and unyielding.

As the bandages peeled off layer by layer, a strange, slightly sweet and fishy aroma began to spread in the air.

The fragrance was not strong, but it seemed to have some kind of deadly magic.

The two rapidly approaching terrifying auras in the distance suddenly stopped.

Then it rushed towards this direction at an even more violent speed, with a terrifyingly clear target.

Finally, the last layer of bandage slipped off, revealing the girl's smooth and jade-like arms.

A drop of bright red blood was slowly oozing out from a hideous scar.

That drop of blood seemed to be the most tempting poison in the world.

Fang Mo raised her head and looked at everyone. Her always timid eyes were now filled with heartbreaking calmness and determination.

"Captain, Sister Su Yuan, please leave quickly."

"I... will go and lead them away."

As soon as she finished speaking, her body made a strange sound of bones crackling.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, it quickly shrank and finally turned into a palm-sized, snow-white cat.

The white cat turned around and looked at them deeply. There were too many emotions in that look.

Finally, it turned into a soft cat cry, turned around and turned into a white lightning, rushing into the depths of the jungle.

The two giant creatures that just appeared, one of them looks like a steel-quilled porcupine,

The other one, which looked like a giant black iron ape, didn't even look at Su Zhe and the others. It was attracted by the blood energy and chased after them with a roar.

The incident happened so quickly that everyone froze in place, their minds going blank.

"Fang Mo!" Su Yuan screamed miserably and was about to chase after him, but was held back tightly by Ding Chongfeng.

"Don't go! You'll die if you go! Don't let down the opportunity she paid for with her life!" Ding Chongfeng roared with red eyes and a hoarse voice.

At this moment, deep in the dense forest, an earth-shaking tiger roar suddenly exploded!

The roar was filled with endless majesty and brutality, as if a king had descended and all the beasts were submitting.

The snow forest trembled and the accumulated snow fell down.

What followed was the short and shrill scream of the steel-spurred porcupine, and the horrifying sound of something hard being smashed to pieces.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that the little white cat had disappeared deep into the woods.

Instead, there was a majestic giant white tiger with a body length of more than five meters!

Its snow-white fur is covered with black markings of the character "王".

The word "king" in the middle of the forehead is even clearer, and one of the pupils is a cold blue.

The other one was a strange red gold, emitting a terrifying evil aura that made one tremble with fear.

Under its huge claws that gleamed with cold metallic light,

Half of the head of the steel-spiked porcupine from the "Chuan" realm had turned into a pool of meat paste, and it was deader than dead.

The white tiger roared to the sky again, its fighting spirit soaring to the sky. However, with this roar,

Bright red blood gushed out from the dozens of wounds on its body like a fountain, instantly dyeing the white snow beneath it red.

Obviously, forcibly transforming and instantly killing an opponent of the same level has cost it an unimaginable price.

On the hillside a thousand meters away, two figures stood quietly in the wind and snow.

"Tsk, White Tiger bloodline, burning vitality to force a breakthrough, really hardworking."

"But it seems that it has reached its limit." Wu Hen curled his lips, and it was hard to tell whether his tone was one of praise or regret.

Lin Qiye's gaze passed over the blood-soaked white tiger and looked towards the darkness further away.

His brows furrowed tightly. "The trouble isn't the remaining Iron Ape, but... they're coming."

Wu Hen followed his gaze and his face instantly darkened.

Dozens of powerful and chaotic auras were madly rushing in from all directions.

It was like a school of sharks smelling blood, and there was even a few terrifying pressures mixed in that made even his heart palpitate.

It was no longer a situation that a small team could handle, but a "mysterious" riot that swept across the entire snowfield.

"Damn it, looks like I can't watch the show anymore." Wu Hen moved his wrist and was about to take action.

At this moment, he and Lin Qiye froze at the same time and suddenly looked up at the northwest sky.

An extremely bright stream of light was streaking across the sky at a speed beyond their comprehension and arrived in an instant.

The light dissipated, revealing a figure suspended in mid-air.

He was a young boy who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a thin build.

But behind him, there were six wings made of pure light.

He has no left eye, and in his only right eye, there is a vertical pupil as cold as molten gold.

He was looking down indifferently at everything below, including the crumbling white tiger and the terrifying beast tide rushing towards him in the distance.