The Old Gods

Chapter 753: Kill all the geniuses?

In the quiet forest, the trembling voices of Shanwei disciples continued to be heard.

He knelt tremblingly at the woman's feet and told her everything he knew.

The cold moonlight shone through the gaps between the branches onto the beautiful face of the woman in white, leaving strange spots on her face.

It also makes that face that seems to be smiling but not smiling look even more enchanting.

After listening for a long time, the woman slowly raised her head, looked at the sad and beautiful moonlight, and murmured in a low voice:

"The first genius, defying fate and changing destiny"

"Yes, sir." The Shanwei disciple responded in a low voice.

The woman looked at the bright moon, as if she wanted to see the heavenly world through the illusion.

Her eyes gradually became blurred, and only two simple words remained from her red lips. She kept murmuring: "Lu Ran, Lu Ran"

The Shanwei disciples didn't even dare to breathe!
He was afraid that he would accidentally disturb a woman's train of thought, making her unhappy and causing her to crush him to death.

After an unknown amount of time, the woman suddenly spoke: "You are a disciple of Shanwei, a disciple of Ruo Shen."

The man was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Yes, sir."

The god Shanwei is in the fourth row.

The disciples of this sect are extremely lacking in offensive means. Whether in terms of the ranking of gods or the sect's combat power, within the Holy Spirit Mountain Realm, the Shanwei believers are nothing but weak gods' disciples.

"It is said that the disciples of the Shanwei sect are loyal and reliable." The woman raised the corners of her mouth slightly with a hint of sarcasm.

"Yes, sir!" The Shanwei disciple misunderstood and hurriedly expressed his loyalty, "If sir, I am willing to serve you at my utmost."

The woman interrupted, “Tiangang City took you in, allowing you, a weak disciple, to survive in the mountains.

And this is how you repay a favor?"

The Shanwei disciple's pupils shrank slightly!
The woman in white looked down at the trembling man at her feet and chuckled, "Serve me? Do I spare your life and wait for you to betray me in the future?"

"No! No, sir!" The Shanwei disciple was sweating profusely and kowtowed repeatedly, "I dare not! You are like a god, I dare not disobey you, so I replied, answer..."

"Hehe~" The woman couldn't help laughing, and gently clenched her naturally hanging jade hand.

The white jade belt wrapped around her waist turned out to be a soft sword. The hilt fell into the woman's hand and the sword became straight.

The Shanwei disciple obviously sensed something and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Sir! I dare not disobey you, so..."

The soft sword, as white as mutton-fat jade, was extended a lot, and the tip of the sword touched his Adam's apple, lifting his chin up.

"Gulp." The Shanwei disciple swallowed hard and had to look up.

The woman looked at him with a playful look: "Do you admit your guilt?"

"I know I'm guilty. I shouldn't have done that." Before he could finish his words, his violently shaking body suddenly froze!
"Whoo~"

The woman opened her red lips slightly, and a breath of fairy air came out of her mouth.

Jade-faced snake's evil magic: Immortal Breath!
A thin white mist fell on the man's face, and his water armor was corroded clean in an instant.

Even the Jiangpin Water Flow Armor was like this, and the Shanwei disciple's head had no resistance at all and was completely melted away.

He didn't even have the chance to feel the pain or scream.

The woman in white simply blew a wisp of fairy air, and wherever the light white mist passed, everything melted away!

The person kneeling at her feet had turned into a headless corpse.

The picture is particularly terrifying!

"Summer insects cannot talk about ice." The smile disappeared from the woman's face and she spoke lightly.

The soft sword in her hand suddenly bent and the blade extended again. The tip of the sword seemed to pierce something, but ordinary people could not see it.

“Ah! Ahhhh! Ahhhh.”

In another dimension, the ghost of the Shanwei disciple screamed miserably. He held the long sword that pierced his abdomen with both hands, and his legs kept kicking and struggling.

But he had nowhere to escape and was eventually taken into the soft sword.

"Huh~" The woman looked at the headless corpse and exhaled another breath of immortal breath from her red lips.

In just a moment, the man's body disappeared completely.

Not to mention any limbs or flesh, not even a drop of blood was left.

"Whoo~"

The soft sword was retracted to the waist of the woman in white and turned into an exquisite white jade belt again.

The woman slowly raised her head and looked at the bright moon in the night sky: "Lu Ran."

Things seem to be getting interesting?
The woman's eyes flickered, and she licked her rosy lips with her long, bright red tongue.

At the same time, in the center of the Holy Spirit Mountain Continent, the Forbidden City.

The ancient city was built on the mountain. On the top of a high mountain on the north side of the city, there was a woman in a noble golden robe standing quietly.

She lowered her head, looking down at the magnificent city at the foot of the mountain and the flickering flames in the city.

In the pitch-black night, the towering Forbidden City looks so charming.

At least for He Qifeng, this city is better than anything else.

"Buzz~" The dark golden copper stick in his hand suddenly vibrated.

Not only the magic weapon, but also the magic weapon Wind Barrier Orb worn around her neck began to buzz.

"Hmm?" He Qifeng turned around and looked, using his full eyesight to vaguely see a figure about a hundred meters away.

He Qifeng frowned slightly, his voice full of majesty: "Who are you?"

He didn't finish his question.

A familiar male voice floated from the night: "You are still alive." In an instant, He Qifeng's pupils shrank almost into needle shapes!

The figure approached step by step, and with it came an overwhelming pressure.

You know, He Qifeng has reached the third stage of the sea realm! But facing the newcomer, she actually trembled.

"Buzz!!" The magic weapon, the Xuanhuang Stick in He Qifeng's hand, vibrated violently.

The exquisite golden boots she was wearing, the Three Thousand Ripples Shoes, also began to buzz.

"It's good to be alive." The middle-aged man whispered, walking at a leisurely pace.

The moonlight poured down, outlining the outline of his sturdy body. He was over 1.9 meters tall, and his neat golden-brown monk's robe could not hide his bulging muscles.

Under the small grey bamboo hat lies a solemn face.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a dignified appearance.

The cold moonlight reflected all of this, and made He Qifeng feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

"Master Tu Tu Peak." He Qifeng opened his mouth and looked at the visitor in disbelief.

"Yeah." The man did not walk towards He Qifeng, but came to the edge of the cliff dozens of meters away from her and looked down at the Forbidden City.

Her Forbidden City is also his Forbidden City.

There was dead silence at the top of the mountain.

He Qifeng clenched the Xuanhuang Stick tightly. Seeing Master Tu Feng looking at the Forbidden City, her face turned pale and her heart sank to the bottom.

"Follow her." The man suddenly spoke, making people confused. "I don't blame you."

Immediately, the magic stick in He Qifeng's hand and the magic boots on his feet all calmed down.

Master Tu Feng slowly turned his head and looked at He Qifeng's heroic face.

After watching silently for a while, Master Tu Feng whispered, "You are not wrong. She is the successor I chose."

He Qifeng suddenly remembered something!
There is a team of fortune-teller believers in the Forbidden City who draw lots every eight hours, and there are also disciples of the sorcerer who always have a premonition of crisis.

Tonight, no one reported any dangerous situations!
Does this mean
He Qifeng still did not relax his vigilance: "Master Tu Feng, what are you doing?"

"I failed to complete the task assigned by the gods and was thrown in again." Master Tu Feng put his hands behind his back and looked down at the ancient city that was brightly lit by torches.

He Qifeng's body was tense.

At the same time, Lu Ran's words were imprinted in his mind:
[I'm here, don't make a sound! Master Tu Feng doesn't seem to have any killing intentions, try to understand the situation.]

As early as the moment He Qifeng recognized Master Tu Feng, she contacted the Sect Master.

Following Lu Ran's words, He Qifeng, who was almost suffocating, was finally able to breathe a little.

"So, you just betrayed the monk master, but you didn't die." Master Tu Feng said softly.

"Master Tufeng!" He Qifeng finally asked the question in his heart, "Why did you kill all the disciples of your sect? Why did you destroy the Forbidden City?"

Master Tu Feng was silent.

"Master Tu Feng, the Forbidden City is also your hard work. Why do you want to destroy it? Why do you want to deny yourself?"

Master Tu Feng remained silent, quietly looking at the Forbidden City.

He Qifeng spoke in a trembling voice, venting his anger and confusion: "You knew that the gods and demons were in collusion to enslave our human race!
The gods threw us into the mountains, strangled our strong men, and let us die in internal strife. Why do you still help them to do evil?"

"Not entirely correct." Master Tu Feng shook his head slightly.

He Qifeng stopped talking and stared at the other person in a daze.

"The gods also want Heavenly Realm believers." Master Tu Feng said in a low voice, "Only an environment like Holy Spirit Mountain can force out Heavenly Realm disciples."

Under a tree not far away, Lu Ran frowned.

He shared the same idea as He Qifeng, believing that the gods and demons wanted to consolidate their rule and enslave the human race forever, so they threw the potential and powerful human believers into the mountains and let them kill each other.

But listen to what Master Tu Feng said.
This Holy Spirit Mountain is not only a slaughterhouse, but also a place for breeding poisonous insects?
Are the gods and demons using such cruel means to force humans to ascend?

"It's too comfortable." Master Tu Feng didn't give He Qifeng a chance to speak and pointed to the Forbidden City below.

"What?" He Qifeng widened his eyes slightly.

"Your Forbidden City makes people too comfortable."

He Qifeng gritted his teeth and gripped the Xuanhuang Stick so tightly that his palms were shaking.

Master Tu Feng whispered: "You, shouldn't exist.

You and the group of Xia Jiao have made this Holy Spirit Mountain different."

"Whoo~"

He Qifeng lowered his head, his aura surged, and his pretty short hair fluttered in the wind: "You... you still want to destroy the Forbidden City?"

Master Tu Feng smiled.

If it were someone else, they would probably be more worried about their own safety.

But from the beginning to the end, He Qifeng's starting point was the Forbidden City, and her personal life and death had never appeared in her consideration.

"I'm not the only one entering the mountain." Master Tu Feng changed the subject.

He Qifeng looked up suddenly.

"Holy Spirit Mountain must be restored to its original state." Master Tu looked directly into He Qifeng's eyes and said word by word, "Restore it to the way it was before you were gone. The Forbidden City is not important.

What matters is you.

They are the proud ones who are still alive in the mountains. "

Lu Ran:!!!
Ask for some monthly passes.

(End of this chapter)