Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

The moment that breath appeared, Zhu Bajie's divine power exploded like ignited gunpowder!

The erosion speed of the fog suddenly increased tenfold.

The Buddha light burning on his body was like a candle flame swept by a strong wind, swaying violently and dimming quickly.

Every inch of skin, every bit of flesh, felt a stinging pain as if it was being gnawed.

The divine power was like a flood that had been opened, gushing out crazily and could not be stopped at all.

It’s over.

He looked back at the last area behind him that was protected by his divine power.

Hundreds of trembling herdsmen huddled together, their faces filled with fear.

He knew that he couldn't hold on any longer.

Once the Buddha's light goes out, these people, including himself, will be completely swallowed up by the strange fog within three seconds.

Despair was like an icy tide, drowning his heart.

But the next second, this coldness was completely ignited by a touch of crazy determination.

Fuck you! I quit!

An unprecedented ferocity flashed across Zhu Bajie's eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand.

Without any hesitation, he slapped his own crown with his palm!

"Click——"

A crisp cracking sound came from his body, it was the sound of the godhead crumbling.

The golden Buddha light dissipated in an instant, and was replaced by a pitch-black evil spirit that soared into the sky!

"Roar--!"

A roar that didn't sound like a human voice echoed across the snowy plain.

Zhu Bajie's body swelled rapidly in the demonic energy, and his skin turned into rough, hard black bristles.

The limbs turned into thick hooves, the face was elongated, the fangs pierced the lips, and grew wildly.

But in the blink of an eye, he turned into a giant pig as big as a mountain and completely black!

Falling from a god and becoming a demon! This is a dead end that will lead to self-destruction and eternal damnation!

Vast demonic power surged through his body, and a terrifying force far beyond his godly state completely spiraled out of control.

The evil wind swept over, and he didn't even have time to control it.

The violent air current had already swept the last piece of pure land behind him, along with hundreds of herdsmen and yurts, into the sky.

Torn to pieces amidst shrill screams!

Zhu Bajie's beastly pupils, which had turned crimson, suddenly shrank, with endless sorrow and unwillingness surging in them.

He wanted to save people, but he ended up bearing an even heavier blood debt with his own hands!

There was no time for him to grieve, as the terrifying aura in the fog had already locked onto him.

The giant pig roared and stomped the ground with its four hooves.

The huge body turned into a black chariot out of control, burdened with blood debts.

He rushed madly towards the only ray of hope he could sense - the direction where Sha Wujing was!

At the same time, in another part of the fog.

Sha Wujing was covered in blood, and the demon-subduing staff in his hand burst out with dazzling Buddha light.

Every swing could tear apart the dark shadow that pounced on it.

But around him, there were more than a dozen "Klein"-level mysterious creatures surrounding him.

These things have no substance, as if they are condensed from pure malice and darkness. The Buddha's light is their only nemesis.

But his Buddha light is also gradually weakening.

"Get out of here!" Sha Wujing roared, smashing a black shadow to pieces with his stick.

But the next second, three more solid black bone spurs appeared from three different directions.

It pierced his chest and thigh silently.

"puff!"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden Buddha blood, staggered, and half-knelt on the ground.

"Damn it... a bunch of shameless bastards!" He gritted his teeth, used his magic wand to support himself on the ground, and forced himself to stand up.

Every time the Buddha's light tears through the darkness, it becomes a little dimmer.

He knew he was almost at his limit, but he couldn't retreat. He had to buy time for his second brother, even if it was only for one second!

At this moment, an earth-shaking roar came from the depths of the fog.

Sha Wujing was cheered up. It was his second senior brother! He succeeded?

Boom!

The earth shook violently, and an indescribably huge black pig suddenly rushed out from the mist beside him.

The violent evil wind instantly blew the black shadows that were besieging him into pieces.

The giant pig didn't stop at all. The moment it rushed out of the fog, it opened its bloody mouth and, with a "wow" sound, spit out hundreds of survivors who were covered in mucus, unconscious but still breathing.

After doing all this, its huge body was like a deflated ball.

It shrank rapidly and turned back into the appearance of Zhu Bajie while twitching violently.

With a "thump", he fell heavily on the snow.

The huge gaping hole in the abdomen was shocking, and colorful intestines mixed with dirty blood were all over the floor, emitting a strong fishy smell.

"Cough... cough cough..." Zhu Bajie coughed violently, and each cough brought out large pieces of internal organs.

He raised his head and saw that the Buddha's light on Sha Wujing's side had become extremely weak and could go out at any time.

"Sha...Junior Brother..."

He actually stretched out his trembling left hand and forcibly stuffed the intestines that had flowed out of his body back into his abdominal cavity.

He grabbed the snow with his right hand and grasped the nine-toothed rake not far away.

"wait for me!"

He supported himself on the ground with a rake and stood up shakily.

The wound on the abdomen was torn wider by this action, and more intestines fell out, dragging on the snow, leaving a scarlet trail.

Zhu Bajie seemed to feel no pain, his eyes, dyed red by the demonic energy, stared intently at the depths of the fog.

He let out a low growl like a wild beast, dragged his broken body, and rushed in again without hesitation!

Southwestern border, under the sacred monument.

When the last divine pattern lit up, the pillar of light that shot up into the sky connected with the kingdom of God above the sky.

A visible golden barrier, centered on the divine monument, rapidly unfolded along the long border.

The wall of miracles is done!

The tense nerves of Fighting Buddha finally relaxed.

It worked. Daxia's southwestern defense line was finally completely blocked at the last moment.

However, before he could completely exhale, his heart suddenly trembled, and an extreme chill rushed along his spine to the top of his head!

He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the Snow Mountain, his fiery eyes bursting with unbelievable horror.

There, the aura he sensed belonging to Sha Wujing was like a candle in the wind.

It is dissipating at a terrifying speed and is about to be completely extinguished!

"What's wrong?" Lin Qiye noticed that something was wrong with him.

Wu Hen on the side also frowned and analyzed calmly:

"The monument is now complete. Logically, the pressure on the border should have decreased dramatically. Is there something wrong over there?"

Fighting Buddha did not answer, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

That was not because of anger, but the extreme manifestation of anger and fear intertwined!

"Wujing...Wujing is going to die!" His voice was hoarse and dry, full of panic.

"Go! Quick!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned into a golden light, tearing through space and rushing madly towards the snow-capped mountains.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other with serious expressions and followed closely.

The space channel opened up on the battlefield.

Fighting Buddha took a step forward, but the scene before him was like being struck by lightning, and he froze in place.

There were no shouts or cries of killing, no collision of energy, only deathly silence.

Everywhere you look, there are mountains of corpses.

Countless herdsmen mixed with mysterious corpses,

On the white snowfield, they piled up into terrifying hills.

The strong and indissoluble smell of blood and evil spirit mixed together, making people almost nauseous.

In the middle of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, Zhu Bajie knelt there alone.

He lowered his head, his expression unclear, and his tattered clothes were already soaked with blood.

A piece of broken intestine hung down from the gap in his abdomen.

Hanging in the air, drops of sticky blood fell onto the snow, blooming into small, mournful red plum blossoms.

In front of him was Sha Wujing's body.

It can't even be called a corpse.

It was just a pile of rotten flesh mixed with blood, flesh and bone residue, barely recognizable as a human.

The magic staff that had accompanied him for many years broke into several pieces and scattered around, its magical power completely lost.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen appeared and saw this scene.

Even though they were used to seeing life and death, they couldn't help but gasp.

Fighting Buddha's body began to tremble violently, and a rage powerful enough to burn the sky exploded from his chest.

"Enlightenment...purification..."

His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, yet so heavy that it seemed to be able to crush the entire sky.

On this dead silent battlefield, deep in the endless fog,

Something seemed to be disturbed by the movement here.

A pair of dark green eyes without any emotion slowly opened.

It was gazing at this land of death that it had created, as if admiring a perfect work of art.