Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Wu Hen's pupils suddenly contracted, and the golden figure that flashed in the wind and snow,

The familiar iron rod made the blood in his body freeze almost instantly.

Before he could speak, Lin Qiye shouted, his voice distorted by the strong wind: "Stop!"

Before he finished speaking, he shot out like an arrow from a bow.

The figure blurred in an instant and chased wildly in the direction where the golden shadow disappeared.

"Chase! Split up!"

Wu Hen's reaction was only half a second late. He almost shouted, "There's something wrong with this thing! Don't let it get away!"

He chose another route without hesitation, his body turned into a black line, cutting into the wind and snow at a tricky angle, trying to outflank.

In the astonished eyes of the crowd, the two figures were completely swallowed up by the snow in the blink of an eye.

Only the shouts that were getting farther and farther away echoed in the mountains, and then returned to silence.

The rest of the people tensed up instantly.

The two strongest men left the team without any warning. On the top of the snowy mountain, which was full of dangers,

It suddenly became like a peeled egg, extremely fragile.

"Everyone, stand back to back and be on guard!" Cao Yuan shouted sternly, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense like an arrow on a bow.

In this extreme tension, a discordant voice rang out.

"Pfft."

Fang Mo finally couldn't hold on any longer, the world before her eyes was spinning.

His legs went weak and he fell straight into the thick snow.

The biting cold instantly penetrated her clothes and penetrated every part of her body, but she didn't even have the strength to move.

Consciousness was peeled off from the body bit by bit, like peeling off a cocoon.

"waste."

A cold voice sounded above her head.

Fang Mo opened her eyes with difficulty and saw Lu Baoyou looking down at her.

There was no mercy in his eyes, only undisguised contempt.

"Want to die here? Don't dirty my road."

Lu Baoyou said coldly, but stretched out a hand.

He grabbed Fang Mo's collar roughly like a chicken and lifted her up from the snow.

The force was so great that Fang Mo couldn't help coughing a few times. The cold air that filled her lungs made her more awake.

"I...don't need your help." Fang Mo gritted his teeth, his lips already turning purple from the cold.

"I'm not controlling you,"

Lu Baoyou let go of her hand and let her stagger to her feet.

"I just don't want my defeated opponent to die in such a cowardly way."

"If you have to die, you have to die before me, at the finish line."

After saying that, she no longer looked at Fang Mo, turned around, and gripped the hilt of the knife at her waist.

Step by step, continue to climb towards the unreachable peak.

Her back looked particularly stubborn and aloof in the wind and snow.

An indescribable anger and unwillingness rekindled in Fang Mo's cold chest like a spark.

She stared at Lu Baoyou's back, and the competitive obsession that had been suppressed for a long time became her only motivation at this moment.

Why should she? !

Fang Mo wiped the frost off his face and followed.

The two men stood one in front and one behind, no longer speaking, but the silent contest was more intense than ever.

In the cold wind, the fighting spirit quietly revived, but it also concealed murderous intent that could erupt at any time.

At this moment, a tiger roar that shook the heavens and the earth tore through the wind and snow!

The voice seemed to come from the sky, with unrivaled divine power.

The violent wind and snow suddenly came to a strange halt in the face of the tiger's roar.

Everyone looked up in horror.

I saw the dark clouds above my head being torn apart by an invisible force.

A giant tiger, completely snow-white and as big as a mountain, fell from the sky.

There is a clear "king" mark on the giant tiger's forehead. The most frightening thing is,

It was its eyes, one gold and one blue, full of mystery and majesty.

On the tiger's back stood a Taoist with an immortal look.

"Yu...Master Yuding!" Someone recognized the Taoist's identity, and his voice was distorted with fear.

Jade Ding Zhenren ignored everyone, his gaze was like real lightning.

He instantly locked onto Fang Mo in the crowd below.

The heterochromatic white tiger under him also let out a low roar.

The pair of golden-blue eyes stared at Fang Mo intently, as if they saw something incredible.

"you!"

Jade Ding Zhenren's voice was like a huge bell, exploding in everyone's ears.

His face was filled with undisguised shock and confusion, "Why do you... have the aura of a white tiger?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's attention was focused on the weak Fang Mo.

Fang Mo himself was also confused.

She could feel that the terrifying beast's gaze was not intended to devour her.

It's a kind of... a strange scrutiny and exploration.

Even deep inside her body, it seemed as if something was producing a strange resonance with the white tiger.

The man and the mythical beast met eyes. The entire summit of the Kunlun Snow Mountain fell into an eerie silence.

In this suffocating confrontation, a lazy voice sounded without warning, breaking the deadlock.

"The real person is so majestic that he scared the children."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Baili Pangpang appear at the edge of the team.

He put his hands in his pockets, with his usual honest smile on his face.

It was as if I had just gone out for a walk, instead of being in a desperate situation where I could die at any time.

Jade Ding Zhenren frowned and looked away from Fang Mo.

He fell on Baili Pangpang, his eyes instantly becoming fierce: "Who are you? How dare you interfere in my affairs?"

Baili Pangpang was still smiling, he did not answer Jade Ding Zhenren's question,

He just raised his head slowly, glanced at the western sky, and then said lightly:

"There's thunder in the west."

A sentence without a beginning or an end.

However, just these six simple words made the face of Jade Ding Zhenren, who had been so arrogant just now, suddenly change drastically!

It was an expression mixed with horror, disbelief and extreme solemnity.

He stared at Baili Pangpang intently, as if trying to see something from his face, but all he saw was that unchanging smile.

"You..." Jade Ding Zhenren moved his lips, but he couldn't say a word.

He slapped the tiger's back suddenly, and said in a hurried tone: "Let's go!"

The majestic white tiger with different eyes seemed a little unwilling to give up.

He turned around and took another deep look at Fang Mo, letting out a low growl of reluctance from his throat.

But under the urging of its master, it could only whistle and step on the air with its four hooves.

Jade Ding Zhenren, carrying a complicated expression, soared into the sky, then sank into the clouds again and disappeared.

It comes suddenly and goes even faster.

All that was left was a cloud of doubt and a huge shock weighing on everyone's heart.

Everyone looked at Baili Pangpang as if he were a monster.

This fat guy who always laughs and looks harmless,

Just one sentence scared away a legendary figure?

The wind and snow gradually stopped without me noticing.

Baili Pangpang ignored everyone's gazes. He just smiled and looked up at the misty peak with deep eyes.

Fang Mo looked at his seemingly honest back, but felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart, and she was thoughtful.

Lu Baoyou, who was beside her, calmly put his hand back on the hilt of the knife, gripped it tighter, and his eyes were uncertain.

She had a strong premonition that a storm even bigger than the fight between gods just now might just be approaching.

After the blizzard subsided, the world fell into a sudden, heart-wrenching silence.

In this brief peace, when the struggle for existence temporarily ceases,

Those faces that can never be forgotten always appear uninvited.

It is their gaze from beyond memory that gives true meaning to this brutal climb.