Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The evil wind howled, causing rocks to roll down and grass to fall down.

A giant demon ape figure, standing tall and upright, slowly stood up behind Lin Qiye.

Those scarlet eyes seemed to contain endless violence and arrogance.

Its mere existence makes the surrounding spiritual energy become manic and restless.

Nezha crossed his arms and whistled, "Wow, he actually figured it out?"

"This savage energy is exactly the same as that monkey back then."

Wu Hen stood beside Lin Qiye, his eyes solemn, staring at the terrifying incarnation named [Qitian Fashang].

He could feel that Lin Qiye's mental strength was being rapidly drained.

For him, harnessing this power is like dancing on the edge of a knife.

"How do you feel?" Yang Jian's voice was as calm as water, and no emotion could be heard from it.

Lin Qiye gritted his teeth, veins popping out on his forehead: "Very strong... but also out of control."

"That's right." Yang Jian nodded, seeming very satisfied with the answer.

The next moment, he slowly raised his head, and the tightly closed vertical eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened.

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any devastating power.

A warm and majestic silver light shot out from the vertical eye and soared into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a divine figure that was equally as tall as the sky rose from the ground behind Yang Jian.

The divine figure was wearing silver-white chain mail, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, with a stern face and a divine power as powerful as a prison.

Its appearance instantly calmed the violent evil wind brought by the demon ape, and a solemn and dignified atmosphere enveloped the entire mountainside.

One demon and one god, one black and one silver, two huge Dharma images faced each other from a distance.

The aura of the demon ape is chaos, destruction, and the unruly fighting spirit of fighting against heaven and earth.

The aura of the divine shadow represents order, protection, and the majesty that suppresses the three realms.

Two completely opposite yet equally powerful forces collide with each other.

However, the expected explosion did not occur, but instead a strange balance was formed.

Wu Hen's pupils suddenly shrank, and he understood instantly.

"God and devil...it turns out they aren't pure opposition, but rather complementary..."

He muttered to himself, his heart pounding.

"After destruction comes rebirth, and order comes from suppressing chaos... I see!"

Lin Qiye also felt that when the two Dharma images coexisted,

The demonic power in his body that was about to get out of control was actually calmed down by the breath of the divine figure opposite him, and became docile and controllable.

"do you understand?"

Yang Jian's voice came,

"Your way is neither a simple devil nor a blind god."

"What you need to do is to find your own balance between the gods and demons."

"This is the only way to control it."

The confusion in Lin Qiye's eyes disappeared, replaced by unprecedented clarity and determination.

He looked at the God of War of the Three Realms in front of him and bowed solemnly.

At the same time, deep in the Yaochi Palace.

The Queen Mother of the West sits before the Kunlun Mirror, where light and shadows flow.

What was reflected was not the scene of Lin Qiye and others, but a blurry chaos.

"Your Majesty, the invader's presence has been completely eliminated. Why are you still..." a maid asked cautiously.

Queen Mother Xi frowned, tapping the armrest lightly with her fingers: "Something is wrong."

"The Kunlun Mirror's observation was disrupted by a force. The aura didn't disappear, but was perfectly hidden."

"Like a poisonous snake, lurking in the shadows, ready to deliver a fatal bite at any moment."

She stood up,

"The Peach Festival is approaching, and we must not allow any mistakes. Pass on my order: Kunlun Sword Ruins, open ahead of schedule!"

The maid was horrified: "Your Majesty, think twice! If the Sword Ruins are opened prematurely, the spiritual energy tide will be extremely unstable. What if..."

"Nothing unexpected."

Queen Mother Xi's tone left no room for doubt, "I will personally preside over it."

"Here, I will leave a trace of my soul in the Kunlun Mirror and continue to track the hiding rat."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the depths of Yaochi Palace.

The figure reflected in the mirror was still sitting upright, but his eyes had become somewhat empty.

And at the other end of Kunlun, outside the forbidden area of ​​Yaochi.

Loki took Si Xiaonan and moved forward quietly like a ghost, sticking to the shadow of the mountain wall.

"The barrier of Yao Chi is in front of us. Can we really get in?" Si Xiaonan's voice trembled slightly.

"Shut up and follow."

"Don't forget our deal." Loki said coldly without turning his head.

He walked to a seemingly ordinary stone wall and stopped.

In the air, an invisible spiritual energy array emitted dangerous fluctuations.

Any living being that touches it will be immediately noticed.

Loki raised his lips into a wicked smile and stretched out his finger, a wisp of barely visible grey mist lingering around his fingertips.

He did not touch the magic circle, but gently tapped his finger on a blade of grass next to the magic circle.

The grass withered instantly and turned into ashes, and the indestructible spiritual energy array,

It was like a balloon being popped, and a gap appeared silently, only wide enough for one person to pass through.

"Walk."

Loki didn't hesitate at all and pulled Si Xiaonan in.

The scene before my eyes suddenly became clear, with fairy air lingering and rare birds and animals everywhere.

In the distance, the fairy palace and pavilions were looming, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals were wearing armor.

Patrolling with an expressionless face, he made final preparations for the upcoming Peach Festival.

Everything seems so orderly, sacred and solemn.

The moment Loki entered this place, he seemed to blend into the gap between light and shadow.

Even if the heavenly soldiers walked past him, he would ignore them.

He looked at the heavenly soldiers standing guard like sculptures, with a hint of disdain and curiosity in his eyes.

"These heavenly soldiers look like wooden stakes. How boring."

He sneered softly, and then an idea arose in his mind.

He slowly extended his hand toward the heavenly soldier closest to him, with a playful smile on his face.