Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

Snapped!

Gu Tianchen grabbed the long scarlet tongue that was pulled out. Not only Lin Qiye and others were stunned, even the ghost-faced man was a little dazed.

No, has he always been this brave?

The ghost-faced man secretly exerted force, trying to pull his tongue back, but the other party was so strong that even with his tongue stretched out, he couldn't pull him back.

"If you want it, I'll give it back to you."

Gu Tianchen suddenly let go, and his elastic tongue bounced back like a loosened rubber band, hitting the ghost-faced man's face hard, making it stagger.

"Don't run away, it's waiting to be your dinner!"

Gu Tianchen retreated quickly and woke up everyone who was still watching the show with a word.

Everyone fled in all directions, except for the unlucky Lin Qiye and Li Yifei who were blocked by another ghost-faced man.

Gu Tianchen rushed over and threw his schoolbag to Li Yifei, silently protecting him behind him.

Li Yifei swallowed and said nervously: "Tianchen, although we have a good relationship, Qiye can't see after all, so why don't you protect him."

Haha, he is the protagonist, how could he die so easily? This ghost-faced man is here to give Lin Qiye an experience pack to help him awaken.

On the contrary, if you, a Nanda snake demon, were to be killed and then your true form revived, you would swallow yourself and turn into a snake species. That would be a lot of fun.

"Mind yourself."

Gu Tianchen took off his school uniform and tied it around his waist. The muscular lines on his arms surprised Li Yifei.

In just one week, this kid seems to have been reborn. No wonder he dared to fight this monster just now. It turns out he really has something!

During the week that Lin Qiye transferred to the school, Gu Tianchen was not idle either. He practiced the Nine Revolutions Profound Art with this newly reshaped body and had made some progress.

He has barely reached the threshold of the first level of profound skills, and his physical body is now as strong as the ghost-faced man in front of him.

If he didn't have this to rely on, would he dare to confront the Ghost-Faced Man head-on?

"Roar!"

The ghost-faced man roared, quickly stepped forward, and raised his huge palm to smash down towards Gu Tianchen.

It's over! I'm going to be in trouble!

Li Yifei could already imagine the scene of his best friend being photographed as a good friend, and then himself, and a deep despair surged in his heart.

But the next second, a sudden change occurred.

Gu Tianchen supported the giant palm with one hand, and punched the ghost-faced man while he was surprised, knocking it away. The bloated body rolled several times on the ground.

Li Yifei was stunned. This was totally different from what he had imagined. Did this guy knock the monster away?

Is this reasonable? !

"Roar!"

The ghost-faced man stood up on all fours, shook his head, and continued to rush towards Gu Tianchen while roaring.

Gu Tianchen's eyes turned cold, and he also rushed towards the opponent, dodged the opponent's attack, jumped onto its back, locked its neck tightly with one arm, and smashed the ghost-faced man's pale and twisted face with his sandbag-sized fist in the other hand.

This is the most fatal weakness of the Ghost Face Man.

"Roar! Roar!"

The ghost-faced man howled in pain after being beaten by Gu Tianchen, and tried to throw him off him, but the other party held his throat too tightly, and he couldn't get rid of him at all, like a piece of taffy.

On the other side, Lin Qiye was holding a half-broken guide stick, with blood oozing from his temple, and was forced into a corner by the ghost-faced man.

Hearing screams coming from behind him, although Lin Qiye couldn't see, he still felt that Gu Tianchen seemed to be pressing the ghost-faced man to the ground and rubbing him?

Looking at the ghost-faced man who was approaching him step by step, the anger that had been suppressed in Lin Qiye's heart for many years finally erupted like a volcano.

"I don't agree!"

boom!

A golden beam of light burst out from Lin Qiye, carrying a supreme sacred aura, illuminating the dark night as bright as day!

Burning, sacred, powerful, the divine might of Seraphim Michael burst out from Lin Qiye.

At the same time, inside the Pangu Temple, a crack began to appear on one of the huge statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Then cracks spread all over the statue like a spider web. A flash of red light appeared, and the blue-gray statue shattered in an instant.

boom!

A red beam of light shot up into the sky from Gu Tianchen's body, like a burning sun, emitting endless flames, and the terrifying high temperature spread instantly.

An extremely huge figure appeared in the air, with raging flames burning all over and covered with red scales. Endless flames formed flaming wings behind him that covered the sky and the sun. It was like a giant human-shaped Tyrannosaurus Rex, exuding ancient divine power. The violent and raging power of burning the world seemed to be able to burn the whole world!

The red and golden light columns competed with each other, dyeing the night half flame and half golden glow.

The huge red figure had flames burning in his eyes as he looked towards the moon.

On the moon, a huge six-winged angel, with eyes filled with golden flames, stared at Cangnan City like a furnace.

The sacred and ancient divine power intertwined and collided together, the temperature became higher and higher, as if to melt everything.

The eyes of the Seraphim Michael pierced through the endless void and stared at the red figure. Behind Him, there was a terrifying aura of divine power.

This powerful aura even surpassed that of Yelande, the leader of the Western Holy Church!

What kind of person is behind the red figure?!

boom!

After seven or eight seconds, Seraphim Michael withdrew his gaze, and the golden beam of light on Lin Qiye's body dissipated.

Seeing that the other party did not make a move, the huge red figure also disappeared in the air, and the terrifying high temperature dropped instantly.

Gu Tianchen sank his consciousness into the Pangu Temple. The enormous figure spread its flaming wings, emitting an ancient and mysterious divine power.

If I'm not mistaken, this person should be Zhurong, the God of Fire who has the hottest temper among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The divine aura of Seraph Michael just now must have been taken as a provocation by this person.

How could you tolerate the god who was able to break the pillar of Buzhou Mountain over a disagreement?

"Excuse me, senior, are you the God of Fire Zhurong?" Gu Tianchen looked up and shouted loudly.

The huge red shadow looked down and found a dwarf with the blood of the witch clan under his feet.

"I am Zhu Rong, little kid, who was that birdman just now?"

"Senior Zhu Rong, could you please shrink a little first? It's really impolite and inconvenient for me to communicate with you while looking up at your crotch." Gu Tianchen shouted.

"There's so much shit!"

hum!

A flame spread out, and a young man with red hair burning like flames, bare upper body, two fire dragons tattooed on his shoulders, and carrying a Fang Tian Hua Ji wrapped in flames slowly walked out of the flames.

Although he became smaller, he was still more than two meters tall, so the 1.8-meter-tall Gu Tianchen still felt the pressure from being above him.

"What's the point of this?" Zhu Rong frowned as he looked at the surroundings.

Gu Tianchen tried to explain the current situation to the hot-tempered ancient fire god in front of him and who the birdman was, but he was stunned before he could open his mouth.

Where should I start?

During the five thousand years of Daxia, he knew that the story that skipped over Pangu creating the world and continued with the story of Nuwa repairing the sky.

But the problem is, the person in front of us is the instigator of the story of Nuwa repairing the sky!

If he had not fought with the water god Gonggong and beat him until he cried, Gonggong would not have been so angry that he hit Mount Buzhou.

This is too much work to explain, isn't it?

Seeing that the boy didn't speak for a long time, Zhu Rong said impatiently: "Hurry up and speak, or I will chop you down with my halberd!"

A dark golden light lit up from the Pangu Temple and poured into Zhurong's body.

Zhu Rong closed his eyes, as if digesting something.

After a while, Zhu Rong opened his eyes, looked at Gu Tianchen and asked, "Our current tribe is called... Da Xia?"

"Um... Lord Zhurong, times have changed. Now it is called a country." Gu Tianchen explained.

"It's going to take a while for me to get used to it. That birdman just now was called Seraph Michael, right? None of these Outer Gods are good. Watch me chop him up!"

Zhu Rong carried the flaming halberd and flew quickly out of the Pangu Temple.

clang!

A dark golden barrier opened up, blocking Zhu Rong's way.

"Damn it, what the hell is this? How dare you stop me!"

Zhu Rong brandished the flame-wrapped Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and slashed fiercely at the dark golden barrier!

boom!

The terrifying flames surged into a sea of ​​fire, and the flames of the world that were enough to melt everything spread out layer by layer, but failed to destroy the barrier in the slightest.

Under the protection of Pangu Temple, Gu Tianchen, who was in the sea of ​​fire, was unharmed, but just felt a little hot.

hum!

A dark golden halo spread out in front of Zhu Rong. After a long time, the latter walked up to Gu Tianchen with a grim expression.

"Senior Zhu Rong, are you... okay?" Gu Tianchen asked tentatively.

"Boy, whether I can get out depends entirely on you." Zhu Rong said angrily.

"Look at me?"

"Only if you collect nine different kinds of flames can I get out of here." Zhu Rong said.

Gu Tianchen raised his eyebrows. Isn't this the world of Slaying God? How did he get the Yan Emperor's script?

"Nine different flames. The temple didn't stipulate that your flame doesn't count, right?" Gu Tianchen asked.

"Yes, isn't my Dutian Divine Fire ready? You are quite smart, come here, I will teach you the Dutian Divine Fire right now." Zhu Rong said with a smile.

"No thanks." Gu Tianchen declined politely.

Zhu Rong frowned and asked in a cold voice, "What do you mean, kid? Do you look down on me? Do you know how many young talents of the Wu Clan cried and begged me to pass on the fire, but I ignored them!"

"Senior Zhu Rong, you misunderstood. At the same time as you revived, I already mastered all your magical powers. If you don't believe me, just look at me."

boom!

Gu Tianchen stretched out his hand, and a purple-red flame instantly shot out from his palm, like a jumping bonfire, endlessly.

Zhu Rong took a look and found that although the flame in the boy's hand was still very weak, it was indeed his original fire, the Divine Fire of Heaven.

In addition to the [Dutian Divine Fire], Gu Tianchen also obtained the two magical powers of [Rebirth from the Fire] and [Divine Fire Clone].

[Rebirth from the Ashes: Each time you obtain a flame, you can use that flame to activate Rebirth from the Ashes and complete a resurrection.]

[Divine Fire Clone: ​​You can create flame clones to help you in battle. Each time you obtain a different type of flame, you will gain one clone.]

[Dutian Divine Fire: The original fire of the Fire God Zhurong, suppresses all fires in the world, can greatly enhance combat effectiveness and explosive power, and perfect cultivation can become the power of burning the world]

Zhu Rong looked at Gu Tianchen in front of him. If he could obtain all of Gu Tianchen's magical powers for every ancestor witch he revived, how powerful would a witch clan that gathered the magical powers of the twelve ancestor witches be?

The moment Gu Tianchen unleashed the Dutian Divine Fire, Zhu Rong's conditions for leaving seclusion were unlocked.

"Boy, hurry out and collect different flames. I can't wait to have a big fight with those foreign gods. If you don't understand anything about cultivation, feel free to ask me." Zhu Rong laughed and patted Gu Tianchen's shoulder.

"Thank you, Senior Zhu Rong. I'll take my leave now."

Gu Tianchen's consciousness returned to his body, and he found that the two ghost-faced men had been suppressed into meat patties by the two divine powers that had just appeared.

Li Yifei was frightened and fainted, lying straight behind Gu Tianchen.

Lin Qiye had already opened his eyes, and his burning golden eyes were staring at him.

A man in a dark red cloak came quickly and looked at everything in front of him in confusion.

The two ghost-faced men died just like that?

Zhao Kongcheng first glanced at Lin Qiye, then at Gu Tianchen, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Finally, it was Gu Tianchen who broke the silent and awkward atmosphere. He looked at Zhao Kongcheng and asked with a smile:

"Was I handsome just now?"