On the Evil Consequences of Cultivating Immortals in Reality

He tentatively approached the few living people in the center of the temple.

"Well……"

A sudden groan disrupted the actions of the ghosts, and they hibernated patiently again.

Gao Li opened his dazed eyes, and the guard who saw him waking up immediately lifted his body happily, and shouted repeatedly: "General? General?"

"...we... where are we?"

The guard who helped him up quickly replied: "Report to the general, we are in the temple."

"Is it safe?" Gao Li asked in a daze.

The guard who had been replying hesitated for a moment and replied in a low voice.

"The subordinates don't know, but they only know that after the subordinates lead the general into the temple, the ghosts and monsters chasing after the subordinates will no longer appear."

Gao Li closed his eyes, then opened them again.

"go!"

"General?"

"It's not suitable to stay here for long, let's go!"

When he was struggling to get up from the guard's hands, several sinister and sharp screams sounded out of thin air, and a strong wind blew up in the hall.

"Want to run away?"

"Want to run at this time?"

"Don't you think it's a little late?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A somewhat male-female cry emerged from under the many hanging cloths hanging in the main hall, revealing blurred figures. Behind the messy white cloths, pairs of green eyes could be vaguely seen.

One of the guards inadvertently met the pair of eyeballs, and felt a chill hit his forehead at that moment.

Drugs, hunger, confusion, distortion, all kinds of thoughts took control of his brain in an instant, and with a thud, he fell to the ground like an unconscious corpse, his breathing and pulse were still there. In the activity, it means that the soul has gone to nowhere, and the pair of eyes are empty and lifeless, and it has become a naked/naked walking dead.

"Go!" After the first person fell to the ground, Gao Li drew his sword out based on his past experience and shouted hoarsely.

"General! General, where are we going?"

"Run to the door!"

The change of this night has already caused the sharp and sharp people in the past to lose their composure. At this time, they followed Gao Li's roar in a daze, and made one movement after another. Half a meter high, the thick and terrifying giant tail suddenly fell from the air to the door in front of the main hall, and a guard was caught off guard and smashed into a pulp on the spot.

Seeing this, Gao Li's eyeballs were frighteningly red, and his catalog was about to burst.

"Damn it, you ghosts and gods dare to kill my son!"

He is a traditional general who treats his subordinates as if they were his own sons. Although he is usually strict, all lieutenant generals respect him. At this time, he saw that the soldiers he trained with his own hands turned into the blood of these monsters. The pain was so painful that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood, his mouth was full of bitterness.

The green-eyed monster took advantage of the attention of the crowd to be attracted by the giant python's tail at the door, and immediately sprang out nimbly, rushing towards Gao Li, who was obviously an important figure in the team.

"General be careful!"

At the critical moment, the guards who bandaged him to stop the bleeding rushed up desperately.

"Pfft—!"

A pair of dark hairy claws pierced through the back to the inside of the abdomen, and the guard who used his body as a shield spurted blood from his mouth. Gao Li watched helplessly as the monster dug out his internal organs and put them in his mouth to taste carefully.

"No!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" .

The monster screamed horribly.

"Ah! It hurts!!"

Gao Li's eyes were red, and he was stepping on the tail. He had a manly and cold face that was as ferocious as a ghost.

"This tail... is a mouse! A mere mouse dares to kill me Dai Guoerlang, it really deserves to die!"

"Heh!" The mouse ghost sneered, completely ignoring Gao Li's roar, he just stared at the ancient sword in his hand with some trepidation, and trembled slightly with the broken tail behind him.

Regardless of the appearance of this sword, which is simple and unpretentious, it is actually in the hands of several swordsmen to slay demons and demons. In addition, Gao Li is fearless of ghosts and gods, and his masculinity and righteousness make this sword Also tainted with ghosts, gods and supernatural powers, he suddenly had the power to restrain these evil and revered things.

This mouse gained strange powers because it entered the hunting ground of ghosts and gods, and this sword can also be recognized by ghosts and gods by virtue of its own resonance.

The so-called ghosts and gods are the products of the wave of thinking of all living beings. If the thinking is evil, it is evil. It is an evil god who lives in this temple, and there is such a strange scene of ghosts and monsters dancing wildly.

However, there are evil thoughts, and naturally there are righteous ones.

The ancient sword is pure and upright, and the sound of the sword is a warning, which coincides with the righteous way. Therefore, in this place where the supernatural appears, it also has the power to cut through all dharmas.

Gao Li held the Excalibur, and neither of them made a move against the apprehensive mouse demon for a while. Such a stalemate suddenly became a three-legged confrontation after the python demon left outside the door.

At this time, the ecological chain in the hall is like this.

Snakes eat rats, rats bite people, and people subdue snake demons.

To be precise, if any two of these three parties join forces, the remaining one will not be an opponent, but the python monster's size has a considerable advantage.

I don't know how many people it devoured after it was just an ordinary little snake. I saw the boa snake slowly slid in from the door. The green eyes stared at the living creatures in the hall, not even the rat monsters were spared, treating them equally.

The rat demon was not surprised at all that he would be regarded as food by the later boa constrictors. They had just matured and were originally ordinary beasts in this mountain forest. It may still be the same as usual, running around for the relationship between natural enemies.

But it is not without good things to become what it is now.

For example, they can finally add people to their recipes!

The main hall of the temple used to worship the gods was originally too spacious, but after a giant python swam in, the space became terribly cramped.

The snake's body knocked down pieces of candles like a flowing body, and the air smelled of burnt oil. Then, like a qualified hunter, it patiently waited for the fleeting opportunity to prey.

The Rat Demon and Gao Li restrained each other, and together threatened the Python Demon occupying the open space on the left side of the main hall.

The momentum of the three parties climbed layer by layer, and the stagnant air dripped into ice.

The first to show signs of decline was undoubtedly Gao Li, who had been seriously injured before. A strong smell of blood came out from his chest. This man was so strong that he only relied on perseverance to support his fatally injured body. It's about to run out.

When he let out a low gasp and his vision turned black, a bloody maw broke through the distance between the two of them in an instant, a stench came over his face, and the python's maw was right in front of him.

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withered.

How nice it is to have no sunroof today!

138. Jinjiang Literature City

140 two

The pungent stench instantly aroused the hairs on Gao Li's back, he fiercely knocked away the remaining guards beside him, and plunged his sword into the giant snake's mouth.

The speed of the snake's predation is quite fast, even if the body is so huge, after seizing the opportunity, the muscles of the body contracted and suppressed, and then ejected like lightning, almost in front of Gao Li and the others in the blink of an eye.

From the size of the huge mouth, it is more than enough to hold a grown man.

Because the speed was too fast, those who didn't react were knocked down by Gao Li. After regaining their senses, they scrambled and scrambled to escape the route where the giant python was injured and rolled.

Gao Li brought out all the elites this time, and even though his head was a little dazed at the moment, no one was involved in the frenzy of the giant python rolling.

Gao Li firmly grasped the hilt of the ancient sword, and mercilessly left scars on the python monster's mouth. Although the sword was about the size of a toothpick in terms of volume, the rules of ghosts and gods were attached to it. It can still make the body of this giant python as thick as a water tank tear open.

The two crazily fought into a ball, fighting all over the place, and the stench of bloody and minced meat was everywhere.

The surviving guards wanted to help, but they couldn't find a chance to do so. When they were anxious, a green-eyed figure sneaked behind them silently.

"what!"

"Well!"

People from two directions, one south and one north, fell to the ground at the same time, and another rat demon with black claws and green eyes reflected in his unwilling eyes.

The black-clawed rat demon who came out first held his warm heart and smiled happily. The other rat demon with eyes as deep as the dark green traces formed by the dripping of strong venom was grabbing his favorite lung .

Different from the snake demon, the mouse demon acts in a nest. Before Gao Li and the others came, one-third of the wing rooms of this temple were designated as their own territory by the rat demons. The snake was just eating too many people outside. , Follow the human taste to catch up here.

In the base camp of the Rat Demon, even natural enemies will become food for the rats.

After eating the hot heart, the rat demon licked his paws contentedly, greedy light flashed in his small eyes, he beckoned, and the ghosts under the lamp moved towards the direction where Gao Li and the giant python were fighting. Gao Li is the only living person left in this temple.

Bursts of foul-smelling evil wind danced wildly, Gao Li's eyes were already red, and the python monster was crushed and beaten by the high force that exploded to its full potential.

The flinch flashed in his eyes, the python demon didn't want to fight this human anymore, especially after it noticed that there were many mouse breaths moving in this direction.

Hissed loudly, regardless of whether Gao Li could hear it or not, he saw the retreat. After a short fight, the python monster opened its mouth wide to swallow, Gao Li subconsciously jumped back and dodged, and saw the monster moving flexibly. Twist the long body into an S shape, turn around and run!

Dragging his scarred body, the snake demon followed his instinct and did not stay to confront the mouse family head-on, but for some reason, Gao Li stood there with scarlet eyes, and the sweat all over his body was evaporated by the extremely high body temperature, giving off billowing heat. Not quite normal.

Rats are a rare creature of patience and flexibility among animals.

Sometimes they act like qualified hunters, using the forest as a hunting ground to attack any small creatures that can be used as food, such as carnivorous birds and beasts, and snakes. Most of them died in the mouths of rats when they were young. For sharp teeth, the record is far more brilliant than the size.But at the same time, they play a role of thieves in human society, and are widely known as the four pests together with flies, mosquitoes, and locusts.

The complexity of identity is a test of the survival ability of rats, but even after thousands of years, rats have not been eradicated, so it can be seen that they do not lack the IQ of being predators.

The hunting ground of ghosts and gods highlights the powerlessness of human beings, and those little animals with no intelligence use this to leap to the sky and include human beings in the new diet.

Now the rat demon uses his more sensitive brains to ensure that outside this temple, most of the "kinds" are catching these weak meat, obeying the law of nature that the more delicious the food, the harder it is to get it.

The rat demon is sure that the one in front of him is the best.

Since it is the best, it is necessary to take down this prey before other competitors arrive. It just so happens that the prey is dying now, isn't it?

Picking up leaks is also a scene that often appears in nature.

In the corner that had just been destroyed by the boa demon, intermittent rustling sounds suddenly appeared, which sounded like rodents moving carefully.

Gao Li stood in the circle surrounded by rustling sounds, his eyes were in a trance, the blood that erupted after the battle still remained in his eyes, but his expression was in a trance, as if he was trapped by some problem.

After most of the dark green lights were overturned, the lights covering the main hall dimmed a lot, causing half of the statues to sink into the center of the darkness.

The huge palm supported an invisible weight, and half of the benevolent face gradually became cruel and cruel in the shadows.

The fighting outside the temple is still going on, and there are still hunters and prey in the hunting ground outside the temple constantly changing positions.

The cold wind blows over these people continuously, like a curse from an ominous source, the sober will gradually sinks, and finally all the spiritual ones are reduced to the lowest level of beasts.

There were continuous roars, and the upright sword uttered warning chants frequently. The sword chants were long but upright, barely maintaining the wielder's rationality, but his opponent did not have this kind of treatment.

Those mountain spirit beasts that distorted themselves and sacrificed themselves as evil due to the rules of ghosts and gods gradually lost their human-like appearance, their arms were covered with black hair, their limbs were twisted into strange and indescribable shapes, and their eyes were scarlet and chaotic. , fell into the abyss of madness together in a short while.

"Ow---!!!"

The howling of wild beasts came and went in the night.

At this time, the creatures shrouded in the rules of the hunting ground were all affected by this evil aura, and all of them showed hideous appearances by coincidence.

The hunting ground is no longer an orderly hunt, but an unnecessary fight, a fanatical and ruthless meat grinder!

The rat demon was the first to go mad. They were the closest to the origin of evil. Gao Li, a seriously injured person, was also affected. Under the madness, he broke out with a powerful cruelty, and cut the corpse that fell under the sword into countless pieces. And his enemies, those rat demons, did not distinguish between the enemy and the flesh, violently tearing and smashing the "prey" with flesh and blood.

All of a sudden, the outside of the hall where the gods were worshiped became a hell of flesh and blood, with stumped limbs and broken arms, and among the crushed corpses, the rat demon with only a small number of limbs left was still struggling to chew the flesh and blood of the same kind, before dying, The scarlet eyes were still filled with violence, making them even more eerie.

By the time Gao Li took the opportunity to decapitate the last rat demon who died tragically under his own madness, this place had turned into an unmistakable ghost map of purgatory.

He breathed heavily the bloody air, his mind was in a frenzy, and he dragged his crumbling body, trying to move towards a cleaner place.

This courtyard has been ravaged by python monsters and rat monsters, and it is difficult to find a clean place to step down, but now Gao Li, who is covered in flesh and blood, does not dislike him, dragging the unsheathed sword, and the bloody sword body is no longer clear and clear. Like its owner's chaotic mind, he doesn't have too many scruples.

When he came to the entrance of the main hall, there was still a puddle of fleshy mud, which was the wreckage of one of his subordinates who was smashed to death by the python monster. He stepped over with a wooden face, staring at the largest and most important statue in this space, Somehow he raised his sword towards it.

He knew it, he was clearly so clear... The culprit that caused all these deaths and disasters was this "thing"!

spirits!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

His already exhausted body suddenly burst out with infinite strength. He roared furiously, as if he wanted to vomit his soul out, screamed wildly, and swung the sword in his hand fiercely, trying to cut off the traces of this false god and evil god. clean and dry.

He will destroy him!

However, when the old ancient sword fell on the god statue, there was a "buzz", and time became gloomy and gloomy. The clear sword body that was showing off its power just now was instantly covered with a layer of dull gray, and cracks could touch the god statue. The part quickly climbed to the position of the hilt, and then it was broken so easily.

"Dang--"

The blade turned into pieces of broken iron and fell to the ground.

Gao Li stared blankly at the "weapon" in his hand, it was useless now.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

He roared louder than once, like his sanity in a state of confusion, the fury made him ignore the environment he was in.

The statue was still smiling pitifully, and the lights had been completely extinguished at some point.

Gao Li raised his head and waved his fist as if he wanted to touch this god with evil power with his flesh, but his reaction was like his sword, his fragile flesh was torn apart in an instant, and his eyes full of anger were turning into death Before sluggishness, Yu Shan witnessed the true posture of the god.

Although Wen Chizhou had described the "appearance" of the gods to Junhua several times before, before he actually "witnessed" with his own eyes, what he imagined would always exist only in his imagination.

The unheard sound.

Can not look directly at the appearance.

Indescribable shape.

Human consciousness does not have such a conceptual shape, and if it is only understood literally, there is still an incomprehensible distance between it and the Great Terror.

However, at this moment, this brief meeting...

Gao Li saw "God".

What a frenzied and disorderly shape it was, it was as if evil and distortion had combined to condense the source of fear in the minds of countless people, and then roughly kneaded those wreckage into a shell.

As a result, the existence cannot be seen directly, cannot be understood, and cannot be heard.

Because if you look at it, you will go crazy, and if you get close, you will collapse. Those who try to understand will immediately be severely destroyed by this chaotic and disorderly tyrannical spirit.

Most people's spirits cannot bear all the negative states brought about by this product. People who face the gods, "they" may cry or howl, and the first thing they do must be to escape, but before escaping, "they" first What I realize is that I am already crazy, I am already dead...

The fact that he has fallen down and turned into a beast.

It's unbelievable, have those people who believe in gods considered what kind of "thing" they believe in?

Saying that he is a god, the evil spirits in hell are more pleasing than him.

What the hell is he?

The more I think about everything I saw at this time, the more I want to vomit everything I see.

All the gaps in his mind were filled by that indescribable gesture, anyone in Gao Li's current position would be in despair.

That is a natural disaster, it is a terrifying disaster brought about by indescribable evil, it cannot be born, it cannot grow, it cannot continue to expand its hunting ground...

Whoever comes, who will stop him!

The roar of the dead filled every inch of the ground.

Xiang Junhua never thought that the godlike gesture he had communicated with Wen Chizhou would appear in this form in the depths of this ancient forest.Perhaps it is precisely because of its ancient age that it leaves some mysteries hidden by the predecessors.

Beside Xiang Junhua surrounded by children, Wen Chizhou's smile was as serene as the bright moon in the sky, with a faint flash of incomprehensible obscurity.

Brother Xiang Junhua, who was chatting with the children, quickly noticed the changed atmosphere around him.

At this time, the hunting ground has already begun to go berserk, and the sacrificed blood is enough, and the god will enter the next stage.

Those children who turned into mountain spirits and came to prevent Xiang Junhua from entering the mountain suddenly fell silent, as if they had started a game of 'whoever speaks first will be a ghost' without any warning.

The sudden silence made Xiang Junhua feel uncomfortable, he asked, "Why are you not talking anymore?"

The few children who were closer to him looked at each other, their large black eyes looking hollow and dead at this moment, proving their status as the dead, not cubs living in the sun.

They looked at Xiang Junhua together, stared at him, each face was obviously different, but they seemed to be exactly the same, because the expressions of these children seemed to be engraved from the same mold, revealing snow-like indifference, and inhuman things gloomy.

"Come on, big brother, let's go."

"If you don't leave, it will be too late."

Xiang Junhua frowned: "As I said, I'm here to deal with business this time, just like I came to rescue your companions last time. If I don't go this time, more people will lose their lives."

Regardless of whether this is the case, first exaggerate your own role.

That's what you do with kids!

The children all kept their faces expressionless, and there was another burst of palpitating silence.

When Xiang Junhua almost couldn't help asking what he was doing, the children all opened their mouths and sang nursery rhymes.

"First there were big rats, then there were maggots."

"Big monster with bat wings, stealing little kids."

"Ah, ah, there are a lot of wild animals in the mountains, and there are not as many as in the village..."

"The rice vat under the mountain has eyes..."

"...the red eyes of crows on the mountain..."

"There are monsters, there are no monsters, parents cry and call grandpa..."

"Go to God, go to worship Buddha, oh, oh, oh..."

"... How many layers of temples have been built..."

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139. Jinjiang Literature City

140 three

Until those children disappeared together, Xiang Junhua still seemed to hear that weird nursery rhyme.

"I didn't feel it at first, but after such a commotion, I feel a chill on my back now."

Xiang Junhua smiled wryly, and couldn't help complaining to his fellow travelers.

Unexpectedly, the other party laughed lowly and shook his head.

Wen Chizhou: "You have misunderstood his kindness."

Xiang Junhua was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Wen Chizhou pointedly said: "Think about the information that General Gao Li gave us before we went up the mountain. This village started to make strange things, and then built a temple."

Hearing this, Xiang Junhua suddenly said: "You mean, those strange things are caused by the gods on the mountain? The purpose is to let the villagers build temples for it? But it's not right, isn't it said that only people who believe in have gods? Isn't the order reversed?"

Smiling, Wen Chizhou said: "Before it's not a god, it could be other 'things'. Besides, I'm really curious. Behind the weirdness of the whole thing, are those ghosts and monsters hiding behind it."

Slender fingers brushed the smooth textured sleeves, and the dark texture reflected the streamer under the light of the torch, showing a gorgeous and luxurious side.

"First, a two-fingered rat appeared in the farmer's house, then snakes frequently appeared, and then children were thrown away... One by one, one by one, the villagers were driven into panic step by step. Finally, people appeared in the water tank. Eyes, the crow on the mountain has a pair of evil red eyes, and the appearance of monsters, these strange things happen frequently, the old people in the village can't help but seek the protection of gods and Buddhas, what if the gods and Buddhas they believe in don't work? "

"At this time, some people can take advantage of the opportunity!"

Xiang Junhua was thoughtful: "However, there seems to be a sense of disobedience?"

Wen Chizhou nodded in agreement: "You're right, the whole thing is not as simple as it seems. In fact, after you retrieve the lost child and make sure that those dirty things were done by evil cultivators, the matter will be over .But the subsequent developments are getting more and more bizarre and more and more regular, so I speculate that this situation may be taken over by someone else."

Frowning, Xiang Junhua had developed great resistance and disgust towards those who manipulated and exploited this tragedy ever since he discovered that Xiexiu was using the souls of young children to nourish the evil ceremony. The human drama continued, and the eyes that had always been quiet were ignited with anger again.

Just like the last time a child was found smothered in an ancient tree, he can always burn the hottest temperature when it comes to the bottom line morality of no retreat.

"brute!"

Xiang Junhua gritted his teeth and spit out these two words.

Compared with his furious companion, Wen Chizhou is much calmer and indifferent, and he can still analyze rationally at this time.

"Judging from the means of the rat and the worm, the ability to be a player is limited, and the child with a special birthday is probably stolen to make up for this bad talent... After you came back that day, Zhang Dahu reported that you were in trouble at that time. Big?"

Although Xiang Junhua was angry at this time, he did not lose his composure. He heard the question Wen Chizhou asked, and gave an affirmative answer after a short memory.

"I was so angry at the time that I simply turned the whole mountain into a weapon."

Wen Chizhou was noncommittal, and didn't care much about how big his troubles were. He wanted to know what kind of person Xiang Junhua's opponent was.

Xiang Junhua couldn't help thinking about it, but all that was left in his memory was a clip of extreme and hateful bastards. In the end, at Wen Chizhou's request, he reluctantly described the other party's style and attitude.

In this gray and misty forest, Fengyi Wushuang remained silent for a moment, his face gradually showed doubtful emotions in his gaze towards Junhua, which is too rare, after all, this person has always been omniscient.

Wen Chizhou said firmly, "No."

"What's wrong?" Xiang Junhua repeated in surprise: "My enemy at that time was indeed him?"

Wen Chizhou shook his head: "That's not what I'm going to talk about, do you think this person is different from the mastermind I guessed?"

Not only is it different, there should be a very big difference.

For example, the person Xiang Junhua mentioned was young and talented, but Wen Chizhou's answer in accordance with the "setter's" method of acting was biased towards an old evil cultivator with limited talent.

Monks generally have no concept of age, but once a person is stuck in the same realm for too long, that person will naturally "old".

In a sense, the age of a monk depends on the quality of his talent.

Talented people, because they can never see the limit of their lifespan, are young and happy, and every day is youthful.

People with poor talent, because they can't stop the approaching death footsteps by all means, will gradually become like an old man who is about to reach the end of his life, exuding a rotten smell all over his body.

In the world of comprehension, Wen Chizhou has seen too many monks who are trapped by their own limits and gradually lose their sense of youth.

This kind of person is very recognizable in the crowd, and he can outline a low-level monk who is about to die just from the information obtained from those rats and worms.

This person may have some tricks among mortals, but in front of orthodox monks, he is not even considered scum.

To be more ruthless, the other party is just a mortal with some special abilities. If he does not enter the Nascent Soul, he will always be an ordinary person with a lifespan of a hundred years.

It is precisely this kind of people who are most likely to be confused by evil spirits and heretics, and then degenerate into despicable evil parties that prey on their own kind.

Before handing over this task that was suspected to be related to evil cultivators to Xiang Junhua, Wen Chizhou had already classified it into the category of evil cultivators doing evil. There are dozens of such lackluster patterns that happen almost every day in the realm of cultivation, and they are managed by the mortal world. Only then will it become particularly eye-catching.

But at that time, he would not have imagined that such a "small" incident of "evil cultivators abducting and selling children as sacrifices" would cause such a big disturbance after interrupting the ceremony and destroying the altar, even the real evil god All out.

Sure enough, man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation, and the world is unpredictable.

Wen Chizhou sighed, did not express his opinion, but focused on describing the appearance of the real envoy, and then there was a clear difference from the "enemy" Xiang Junhua said.

The difference is suspiciously large.

Wen Chizhou pondered: "I actually think that the bizarre incidents after that are the work of that 'enemy' you mentioned in Junhua."

Xiang Junhua didn't believe it, he shook his head vigorously, raised his hands to the sky and swore.

"Impossible. Although I was still resistant to killing people at that time, I actually didn't have so many scruples when I was angry. Besides, I didn't hold back at all. In that situation, I couldn't think of him surviving. The reason for manipulating a series of conspiracies. It's too unbelievable, Wen Chizhou, you should think about it again!"

In the yelling of Xiang Junhua's refusal, Wen Chizhou sighed heavily.

"You really underestimated the elusiveness of Shinto."

"what?"

The dark forest was very quiet outside the two of them, and it was no longer like before, with screams echoing everywhere... Uh, in fact, it was the children who turned into mountain spirits who isolated this small space and kept those The screams at the time of dying were isolated from the outside, and did not affect the two people here at all, so naturally they couldn't detect it.

So in their consciousness, the forest has always been so quiet and weird, so when the erratic figure slowly emerged from the thick fog, the two of them did not respond for a while, until a pair of huge The wings spread out, and a shadow without substance and substance has a substance.

Thanks to the change in the surrounding atmosphere, Xiang Junhua's tone quickened a lot, and he stared at the shadow without blinking.

"If you have anything to say, tell me, Wen Chizhou!"

"You said that you didn't know how to strike when you were angry, but that person must be dead. I disagree with this. The one who can really determine the death of the enemy must be you in a rational state. Rage will lead to emotional disorders, and the abnormality should be maintained. You can't keep calm. In this state, you will definitely make a lot of mistakes. For example—"

"He may not be dead, or he may not be completely dead, or there is another possibility."

Wen Chizhou didn't even look at the monster that the phantom turned into, and the speed of his speech still made people feel very stable, but at this time, Xiang Junhua was a little furious.

"What is it possible? Let me tell you first, I always think that he is completely dead, and there will never be a situation where he is not dead or not dead. My realm surpasses him by so much. If he can survive, it does not rule out that he is a god. Son of election, but it's impossible to think about it! In my rage, the attack with my head may have covered a mountain, and he was seriously injured at that time, and there was no chance of surviving!"

"Wen Chizhou, can you stop playing tricks? What is the other possibility?"

Seeing that figure getting closer and closer, Xiang Junhua swallowed his saliva, his mood affected his tone, and the urging meaning in his words fluctuated more and more.

As expected, Wen Chizhou no longer tempted him, and said calmly: "Then he is really dead, and there is no room for him to turn around, but—"

"but?"

Sighing heavily, Wen Chizhou supported his forehead and shook his head, seeing Xiang Junhua's mentality explode.

"Say it!"

Wen Chizhou said solemnly: "In the divine way, there are many ritual methods to live from death. Xiang Junhua, he was indeed dead at the time, and died by your hands, but he is also alive, and lives in the hearts of everyone."

God.

It is such a strange and unpredictable product.

As discussed before, a qualified god must give up everything.

But what if there is a person who gives up everything just to be a god?

With the mystery of the divine way, this kind of thing is very likely to happen.

This is also the biggest difference between Shinto and Immortal Dao. All thoughts and thoughts are "real".

Xiang Junhua slammed forward with a palm, but after the shadow got close enough to the two of them, it suddenly flapped its wings, and attacked silently like a bat.

The palm of his hand touched a handful of cold and smooth, and then he was fooled by the insubstantial gray mist. He suddenly let Xiang Junhua fall forward, and what greeted him was a mouthful of sharp fangs that suddenly opened the chest of his prey.

"Drink!" The cold sweat instantly turned into a waterfall and covered his back. Fortunately, Wen Chizhou helped him and dragged him back several steps. This distance was enough for Xiang Junhua to adjust his posture.

After standing still, Xiang Junhua shook Wen Chizhou's palm away, and slapped the monster again with lingering fear. This palm was full of monstrous flames. How could the strength of the Tianzhu strong man be provocative by just a short time?

However, a strange scene happened again.

The attacks that landed on this monster, whether it was fists, palms, spirit energy, or weapons, all came out through the body, unable to harm its roots at all, as if its whole body was transformed by a handful of gray mist.

The monster, which is both male and female, unilaterally endured the blow to Junhua, flapped its wings, and accelerated its speed again. The afterimage left in the mid-air was really like its own avatar, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. Its speed was as fast as thunder, but the target was Wen Chizhou who did not join the battle.

One second earlier, Xiang Junhua discovered that the target of the monster's attack had changed.