Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

In the silent snow forest, a strange scene is unfolding.

Wu Hen's soul floated lightly in the air, looking down at his body sitting cross-legged on the snow.

There was no trace of blood on that familiar face, and his breathing had almost stopped, like a cold corpse.

This experience of looking at himself from a God's perspective made him feel like his soul was leaving his body?

interesting.

He no longer hesitated, and with a thought, he activated the power hidden deep in the origin of his soul.

[The Dharma Image of Equaling Heaven]!

In an instant, a tightly closed gap in the middle of his eyebrows suddenly opened, and a cold and majestic red-gold vertical pupil lit up.

The light was not dazzling, but it seemed to contain the power to burn all living things.

With him as the center, the air within a radius of a hundred miles suddenly stagnated, the biting cold wind stopped abruptly, and all things fell silent.

An indescribable feeling of oppression enveloped the entire snowfield, as if some ancient terrifying creature was about to awaken.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in Shangjing City.

The sky suddenly changed color.

The lead-gray clouds, originally covered with fine snow, looked like boiling water stirred by an invisible giant hand.

It rolled and squeezed wildly, forming a huge vortex that covered the sky and the sun.

A sharp evil wind arose out of nowhere, sweeping up the remaining snow and dead branches on the ground, making a howling sound like ghosts and wolves.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and a handsome silver dragon broke through the clouds and landed steadily on the helipad of the Night's Watch headquarters.

Li Zhenzhen, holding a lazy white cat, jumped off the dragon's back.

As soon as he landed, he keenly sensed the unusually violent aura in the air.

She suddenly looked up at the sky, her pupils suddenly contracting.

This smell... this arrogance and madness that seemed to want to poke a hole in the world...

Her heart sank suddenly, and she blurted out subconsciously: "Fuck, this smell... why does it smell so much like that monkey!"

On the top floor of the headquarters, there is an open-air teahouse.

An Qingyu was staring at the expanding vortex in the center of the sky, his slender fingers tapping rhythmically on the stone table.

Cao Yuan came over with a plate of freshly cut fruits and vegetables. Before he could speak,

It looked as if the entire sky was torn open by an unreasonable force.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual energy deep underground in Shangjing City burst out like a flood that had found an outlet.

He was sucked up into the air by an irresistible suction force and poured into the vortex.

"Damn it!" Cao Yuan's face changed drastically, and he almost dropped the fruit plate in his hand.

"Which madman is forcibly draining the entire city's spiritual veins? Is he trying to kill himself? And..."

A trace of suspicion and fear flashed in his eyes, and his voice was very low: "This breath... is he still alive?"

Boom——!

A deafening roar came not from the sky, but from the edge of the city.

A huge demonic shadow, towering as high as the sky, slowly rose from the end of the horizon.

Just one foot landing on the ground caused the ground to crack and countless buildings were instantly reduced to rubble.

The demonic figure was covered with dark golden hair.

A pair of eyes were like two scorching suns hanging in the sky, emitting a light that looked down on all living beings.

In another quiet room at the headquarters, Zuo Qing was sipping tea from a cup.

Feeling this devastating pressure, his hand trembled, and the scalding hot tea spilled all over him, and the teacup shattered with a "bang".

Opposite him, the old man with white hair and beard was not panicked at all, but stroked his long beard.

Looking at the demonic figure in the distance, a relieved smile appeared in his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "Qitian...you, are finally back?"

Before he finished speaking, the huge demon ape in the far horizon seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped moving.

Its huge eyes burning with golden flames slowly turned, ignoring everything in the city.

He actually looked straight and accurately in the direction of the Night's Watch headquarters.

A fragment of memory that had been buried for endless years seemed to awaken at this moment.

A overwhelming murderous intent suddenly erupted!