Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The dead silence was suddenly broken by the sound of wind tearing through the air.

Si Xiaonan moved.

She was like a female leopard that was cornered, but she advanced instead of retreating.

He rushed towards the only exit of the Dan Palace, the huge door that was shaking and was about to collapse.

Her figure left a trail of afterimages among the countless overturned alchemy furnaces and broken jade bottles.

In his hand he tightly grasped the glowing elixir of immortality and an ordinary-looking empty pot.

Those eyes that usually have a bit of timidity,

At this moment, there was only burning determination and crazy calculations, as if he was going to throw himself and the entire Kunlun Xu into a huge gamble.

"Want to leave?" Wu Hen's voice was as cold as ice. He didn't even move, but just tilted his head slightly and signaled with his eyes.

Lin Qiye already understood what he meant.

He took a step forward, formed a seal with one hand, and uttered two words: "Seal."

Boom!

A mighty pressure as powerful as a mountain suddenly descended upon the sky above the exit of the Dan Palace.

A majestic image of a Dharmadhatu holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword condensed out of thin air.

The Dharma image is shining with golden light and is awe-inspiring. It is one of Kunlun Xu's most powerful abilities, the Qingyuan Dharma Image!

The Dharmadhatu's giant hand waved, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword swept down with unmatched momentum.

All of Si Xiaonan's escape routes were blocked.

The entire space seemed to be solidified, and the air became as thick as mercury.

Si Xiaonan suddenly raised his head and looked at the divine weapon pressing down on him.

Without any pause, she pushed her speed to the extreme, and her whole body turned into a stream of light, rushing straight towards the blade!

"Looking for death!" Lin Qiye snorted coldly with a hint of contempt.

In his view, this was like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm.

Sure enough, before the blade arrived, the terrifying pressure had already hit Si Xiaonan like a huge rock.

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of her mouth, and her body was slammed to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

The huge impact force created a deep pit in the ground, and smoke and dust billowed, instantly engulfing her thin figure.

Lin Qiye walked forward expressionlessly, while Wu Hen followed behind him at a leisurely pace.

But his eyes were always fixed on the cloud of smoke, and he was a little too calm.

"Hand over the pills, and I'll give you a quick death." Lin Qiye's voice was emotionless, as if he was stating an established fact.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, revealing the scene at the bottom of the pit.

Si Xiaonan curled up at the bottom of the pit, covered in blood, his breath extremely weak, as if he would die in the next second.

She struggled, propping up her upper body with her elbows, the hand that had been tightly holding the empty pot,

In the chaotic moment when no one noticed, the fingertip flicked imperceptibly,

A black pill that exuded a strange aura slid silently into the mouth of the pot.

But the real elixir of immortality had already been hidden by her.

She raised her head, her face covered in dust and blood, but a very strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She looked at Lin Qiye and also at Wu Hen behind him. Her voice was hoarse and weak, but it reached the ears of both of them clearly.

"Hehe... did you... win?"

Lin Qiye frowned and said impatiently, "You're about to die, and you're still stubborn?"

He was about to step forward to grab the pill, but Si Xiaonan suddenly laughed even harder.

Blood continued to flow from the corners of her mouth, staining her front red.

"Lin Qiye, Wu Hen...you will never forget this day."

She spoke each word with all her strength, and said something that struck the two of them like lightning.

"The green spider lily...will eventually...bloom."

The moment the words fell, Lin Qiye's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

For the first time, cracks appeared on Wu Hen's icy face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Green red spider lily!

These six words were like a forbidden spell, instantly tearing open the dusty memories deep in the minds of the two people.

Countless broken, bloody scenes filled with betrayal and despair came like a tide, impacting their souls.

It was a nightmare that they thought had long been buried and didn't even belong to this world!

Why? Why did she know this?

Who is she!

Huge waves surged in the hearts of both of them at the same time, and the look they gave Si Xiaonan completely changed.

From looking down at the ants with indifference, it turned into extreme shock and disbelief.

At the moment when their minds were shocked and dazed,

Si Xiaonan, who was already dying, suddenly had a gleam of light in his eyes.

Her hand, which seemed to be hanging down powerlessly, had a deep and dark light quietly illuminating on its fingertips.