The Old Gods

Chapter 785 A Wisp of Smoke and Green Veil
The setting sun is blood-red and the desert is desolate.

Qiao Yuanxi stood on the edge of a cliff and saw the sunset he had been longing for.

She could also hear screams coming from behind from time to time. The remnants of Tianhuang Mountain fell into Ranmen's hands and naturally did not have a good end.

In Lu Ran's God and Demon Sculpture Garden, most of the activated stone sculptures have reached the heavenly realm.

Only the Thousand Bone Stone Sculpture and the Spiritual Fortune Stone Sculpture are still at the Sea Realm level, but after this trip, the Spiritual Fortune Stone Sculpture should also be able to be promoted to the Heavenly Realm.

Qiao Yuanxi wanted to look back, but a hand fell on her head.

"Sister Ruyi?" Qiao Yuanxi raised his head and looked at the woman.

"He'll be with you in a moment."

"Oh." Qiao Yuanxi responded softly and looked to the west again.

At the moment when the sun was approaching the horizon, a figure quietly appeared beside her.

"elder brother!"

"How was it?" Lu Ran sat down, his legs resting on the edge of the cliff. "Is it what you expected?"

"It's sadder than I imagined." Qiao Yuanxi whispered.

"Are you sad?" Lu Ran looked at the sunset.

It should be sad, right?

Qiao Yuanxi squatted down and hugged her knees with her arms. She was already cute and lovely, and now she looked even more obedient.

She leaned slightly and leaned on Lu Ran's shoulder: "Are you okay?"

"It's pretty good." Lu Ran smiled. He was no longer the young boy who had just entered the mountain world.

He will be fine with whatever life throws at him.

It has to be good too.

There are still so many things waiting for him to complete.

"You killed a heavenly realm executioner. Will Lord Xihuang..." Qiao Yuanxi's face was full of worry, and he was hesitant to speak.

Lu Ran was silent.

He didn't know what the consequences would be.

"New Year's Eve."

"Hmm?" Qiao Yuanxi raised his head as much as he could and looked at Sister Ruyi who was standing beside him.

"Let's watch the sunset." Jiang Ruyi said lightly.

"Oh." Qiao Yuanxi hugged her knees, leaned on Lu Ran's shoulder, and looked at the sunset silently.

From a distance, Deng Yuxiang watched this scene.

I don’t know what Holy Spirit Mountain will look like after today.

The god Xihuang must know that his henchmen are dead and even their souls have been devoured completely.

Will Xihuang communicate with other gods and demons?
Will the gods and demons send out more executioners?
As he was thinking, Deng Yuxiang raised his hand and looked at the money for the afterlife, in which the soul of Jiao Lieshan was imprisoned.

No one would have thought that Jiao Lieshan would actually find the end of the world.

Damn thing!
Deng Yuxiang's face became increasingly cold, and the temperature around her dropped suddenly.

The Shanwei disciples around were silent as a mouse, yet they dared not retreat or leave. They could only endure the pressure from the mighty Heavenly Realm master.

All the disciples affiliated with Tianhuang Mountain changed their allegiance and then became nourishment for the stone sculptures. The remaining seven or eight Weak God believers were enslaved scouts and therefore survived.

They don't know what their fate will be and are still waiting for their decision.

The setting sun gradually fell and the sky darkened.

The temperature on the collapsed Mogu Peak was getting lower and lower.

Lu Ran accompanied Qiao Yuanxi to watch the sunset, then turned back and couldn't help shivering.

He looked at the silent Deng Yuxiang, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward tremblingly: "Jiao Lieshan left two magic weapons?"

Deng Yuxiang immediately raised her hand, and a smoky blue gauze scarf was wrapped around her palm, appearing translucent.

There was also an ochre-colored gem in his palm.

"Which one is helping to conceal the breath?" Lu Ran asked.

"Smoky green gauze." Deng Yuxiang took off the gauze scarf and handed it to Lu Ran.

Lu Ran held the thin gauze scarf in his hand and after looking at it for a while, he unfolded the smoky green gauze and placed it on the brim of Deng Yuxiang's hat to imitate.

"Now, I've really become a night ghost." Lu Ran said in a low voice.

The Night Ghosts wore conical hats with thin gauze hanging down at the edges, preventing people from seeing their beautiful faces.

Deng Yuxiang: “.”

Lu Ran's audacious behavior made all the weak god disciples tremble with fear.

Even Qin Yanzhi, who was standing by, was somewhat worried about the Sect Master even though he knew the relationship between the two.

"Why, you don't want to?" Lu Ran suddenly asked.

One bad thing about being too strong is that one's personal emotions will greatly affect the surrounding environment.

Deng Yuxiang remained silent, indeed she did not want to become the second Ye Mei.

She has a code name.

It was named after her by Lu Ran.

At the beginning, the nickname Nightmare was a joke, but because of this, it recorded the past of the two.

"Forget it then." Lu Ran wrapped the smoky green yarn around his hands and took the khaki gem. "Can this help people pass through walls?"

Deng Yuxiang felt a little lost.

It’s not that she coveted the magic weapon, but because of Lu Ran’s actions.

Even though it was just an ordinary scarf, Lu Ran had already planned to give it to her, but took it back because of her.

"sister?"

"Yes, that's right." Deng Yuxiang came back to her senses and responded softly.

This address made Deng Yuxiang feel a little relieved. It seemed that he was not too angry?

"Leave it to Generals Feng and Yan." Lu Ran played with the pearl.

The Western Wilderness and the Savage Wilderness are the kings of the earth. With this kind of magic weapon, the combat range of Feng Yan and the others can go deep underground. Combined with their ground skills, they should be able to exert even stronger combat power!
"Let's go." Lu Ran greeted everyone and looked up at Mo Gufeng again.

There are no more peaks that reach into the sky.

To others, Mogu Peak has become an ordinary barren mountain.

But for Lu Ran, the collapsed mountain records everything that happened here, carries his memories, and continues to stand at the end of the world.

Even more legendary.

At night, the sky was full of stars. In the cave below the end of the world, Deng Yuxiang stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the vast sea under the stars and the moon.

From the cave behind him, there were continuous shrill wails.

Deng Yuxiang didn't feel it was noisy, but felt happy instead.

Inside the cave, Niu Zhengzheng’s big hands held a ball of black mist, within which was Jiao Lieshan’s painfully distorted face.

Under the burning of the dim soul fire, Jiao Lieshan fully understood the price of arrogance.

He regrets it so much!
If time could go back, he would never laugh wildly and say those threatening words before he died.

Do not!
If possible, Jiao Lieshan would never go to Mogu Peak.

"Ah! Ahhhh stop. Please. Please." The screams continued and he couldn't even finish his words of begging for mercy.

Niu Zhengzheng's soul fire continued to burn.

He would not stop unless the guardian spoke.

Ugh.
I really don’t know how this guy offended the protector.

Niu Zhengzheng couldn't figure it out!
How dare this person?

"Swish~" Suddenly a slender figure appeared in the cave.

"Master!" Niu Zhengzheng immediately greeted him.

Lu Ran grinned. Sect Leader Jiao’s scream was too shrill. It echoed in the cave and hurt his eardrums.

Niu Zhengzheng was suddenly in a dilemma, not knowing whether he should stop the soul fire.

Lu Ran walked towards the cave entrance and looked at the woman's back: "Are you still angry?"

Deng Yuxiang turned her head and her gaze stayed on Lu Ran's face for a moment, then she looked at Niu Zhengzheng and raised her head slightly to signal.

"Be quiet." Niu Zhengzheng stopped casting the spell and ordered in a low voice.

Jiao Lieshan tried his best to control himself, but still couldn't help moaning softly.

"He told us to wait for death." Deng Yuxiang had a blank expression on his face and spoke coldly.

"There are so many people who want us dead." Lu Ran came to her side, "Since the first day we entered the mountain, there have been people who wanted to kill us."

Deng Yuxiang snorted.

The first lesson in the mountains was taught to the two by Tiantu Mountain.

Later, she used a big fire to burn Tiantu Mountain clean.

“Don’t make yourself angry.” Lu Ran leaned against the entrance of the cave.

Deng Yuxiang lowered her eyes slightly and saw the smoky green gauze wrapped around Lu Ran's hands.

Her heart moved slightly, and she asked, "Have the magic weapons and instruments been given to Feng Yan and the others?"

"Give it to them." Lu Ran remembered something and couldn't help but smile, "The Sea Realm powerhouse can't control the third-level magic weapon, but fortunately, Phoenix God General has the power of the Western Wilderness.

Now the couple has to work day and night again.”

Back then, when Xue Fengchen was still in Jiangjing, he had forcibly controlled the second-level magic weapon, Purple Thunder Mad Dragon Halberd.

Now that he has been promoted to the Sea Realm, he has begun to control the third-level magic weapon
Dreaming back to the past is ~
"Oh, right." Lu Ran turned his head slightly, "Sect Master Jiao, what's the name of your magic axe?"

"Spirit Devouring Axe!" Jiao Lieshan responded hastily, "It means to devour the spirits of weapons and tools, the Spirit Devouring Axe!"

In this state, how can he still be as tough and arrogant as before?
"Where is the divine weapon field?" Lu Ran asked again.

"The Soul Devouring Axe is good at smashing weapons, all forms of weapons!" Jiao Lieshan introduced hurriedly, "Especially divine weapons and magic tools!

It can bypass the weapons and magic tools themselves and directly attack the weapon spirits and tool spirits inside them."

"Oh, I'll take you to see it later. Tell it to stop resisting and obey its new master."

"Okay! I will cooperate. I will definitely cooperate."

Deng Yuxiang suddenly interrupted: "That's not necessary."

"What?" Lu Ran looked at the woman.

"General Phoenix's Dao heart revolves around the word 'conquer.'" Deng Yuxiang reminded, "The process of taming the Soul Devouring Axe will also be of great benefit to General Phoenix."

"That's right." Lu Ran thought for a moment and nodded, "Your Dao heart doesn't involve conquest, right?"

Deng Yuxiang was a little surprised, but still shook her head.

What is my Dao heart? Don’t you know?
I was able to advance to the heavenly realm thanks to your guidance.

"That's fine." Lu Ran removed the gauze wrapped around his palm and turned his head to say, "Sect Master Jiao, tell Yan Qingsha to recognize this lady as its new master."

Jiao Lieshan hurriedly did as he was told.

Deng Yuxiang's heart trembled slightly, and she turned to look at Lu Ran.

She thought that the matter was over.

After all, he said it himself.

Deng Yuxiang has always felt a little regretful. She had denied Lu Ran in front of so many people and humiliated him.

"If you don't like being a Night Demon, then don't be one." Lu Ran smiled and stretched out his hand to take off her hat.

The long hair, tied in a wide hat, cascaded down like a waterfall.

Lu Ran came behind her, gathered her long hair with both hands, and carefully gathered her hair: "You are right, why be a night demon?

You are one of a kind.”

Deng Yuxiang pursed her lips, silently feeling the young man's gentle movements.

"I went back and did some research, and I think smoky green gauze is more suitable here." Lu Ran used a thin gauze to tie up her long black hair.

And because the smoky green gauze was quite long, it looked like flowing morning mist, blending among her long hair like a waterfall.

Beautiful!

Lu Ran's fingers fell into her long hair, gently brushing from top to bottom: "Is this okay?"

In the majestic sky, there is no more terrifying atmosphere.

Just like a normal person.

Deng Yuxiang looked up at the starry sky, her fierce eyes softened without her noticing.

"sister?"

"Yeah." Deng Yuxiang said "hmm" softly.

Lu Ran put the hat on her head and took a few steps back.

Looking at her graceful back, looking at the hazy veil looming in her long black hair that falls to her waist, like wisps of mist.

Lu Ran nodded with satisfaction.

This unique nightmare will stand in my sculpture garden in this image.

(End of this chapter)