The Old Gods

Chapter 967 The Death of the North Wind
Without thinking twice, Beifeng suddenly raised his right hand and slapped the side of his head!
It seemed as if they wanted to smash the annoying little insects into a pulp.

There was a crisp sound of "pop"!
Yan Shuangzi flashed up behind Bei Feng and grabbed Bei Feng's right wrist tightly with her right hand.

The howling winds effectively limited the north wind's influence.

In the previous battles, whenever Yan Shuangzi flashed over, Bei Feng was always able to sense the fluctuations of divine power in advance and dodge at lightning speed.

But this time, whether you say he was disturbed by the wind and waves or by Lu Ran, his right hand was firmly grabbed by Yan Shuangzi!

Both sides are very fast!
The north wind is for survival, while Yan Shuangzi is for her master's survival.

She no longer cared about the Demon-Binding Lock; in her desperation, she relied solely on hand-to-hand combat, which actually better suited her role as the Greedy Wolf-Vicious Dog, unleashing her full fighting power.

With lightning speed, she grabbed Beifeng's left arm tightly with her left hand, pinning him behind her back.

As a deity with a complete divine position, Yan Shuangzi's physical strength and overall attributes are far superior to Beifeng's.

"Ahhh!" The North Wind unleashed an astonishing will to survive.

He struggled frantically, desperately trying to reshape the Divine Art: Shattered Wind Armor, and then shook his head wildly again.

"Oh my god." Lu Ran swayed from side to side, and he was almost thrown off his feet, let alone using his divine weapon domain.

Yanxia Ling has done a great job!

The soft ribbons stretched endlessly, encircling the north wind's forehead and the back of its head, and they continued to extend.

It seemed to transform into a headband, completely locking the tiny human race and the god-shaped head together.

"Don't move!" Yan Shuangzi hated Bei Feng so much that she slammed her forehead into the back of his head.

"Boom!!"

The north wind was immediately forced to bow its head forward by the impact.

Yanxia Ling: "."

This headbutt was exceptionally fierce, breaking and crushing the ribbon tied around Beifeng's head.

Although Yanxia Silk was injured, at the same time, a huge blood-red chain wrapped around Beifeng's waist.

Fourth-tier magical artifact: Demon-trapping Lock!
Due to the new master's usage habits, in the past series of battles, the Demon-Binding Lock was always held in the master's hand, and its power was used to predict Yan Shuangzi's movements and intentions.

The problem is that the Demon-Binding Lock is not a divine weapon and does not require its master to join forces in casting spells.

It can move on its own!
In an instant, Beifeng's body stiffened.

Completely disoriented, Lu Ran finally had a chance to unleash his power, but the unpredictable battlefield environment caused a raging storm to blow him away.

Wow!

The faint sound vanished into the wind along with the tiny human race.

Yan Shuangzi held her arms behind her back against the north wind, her heart filled with anxiety. She had no idea where her master had been blown away.

Just then, a telepathic message entered her mind: 【Take Beifeng back to where you were before!】

Yan Shuangzi obeyed the order without hesitation, and along with the magical artifact Demon-Binding Lock and the controlled North Wind, she vanished in a flash.

One instant teleportation, heaven or hell.

The eye of the typhoon was naturally calm and peaceful.

Lu Ran was already waiting there, but he remained hidden and undetected, so Yan Shuangzi did not notice him.

It wasn't until a terrifying energy erupted from Beifeng's forehead that she realized Lu Ran had once again plunged the Eight Desolations Blade into Beifeng's forehead.

"Crack! Crack!" The sound of cracks crawling out of the divine sculpture was crisp and jarring.

The Third Divine Weapon Domain of the Eight Desolate Blades: One Blade Opens the Heavens!
Lu Ran's eyes were icy cold, and the hatred churning in his heart seemed to flow through the blade along with terrifying divine power, fiercely plunging into the face of the Northern Wind God.

The Eight Desolate Blades' First Divine Weapon Domain: Annihilation of All Directions!

"Aaaaaah!!" the north wind screamed mournfully.

The massive stone head, resembling a mountain, continued to crumble, with terrifying energy bursting outwards from the cracks.

"Yu Xiang!" Yan Shuangzi suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

She couldn't see the little Lu Ran, but she could clearly see the statue attacking.

Since the North Wind stopped casting spells in conjunction with the Divine Weapon, the Storm, without a continuous influx of divine power, has lost its proper output level.

Its value lies in continuing to spread due to inertia, creating chaos, and helping the north wind escape.

That's why Lu Ran dared to get involved before; that's why Deng Yuxiang was able to easily break through the storm and enter the eye of the typhoon.

Yan Shuangzi restrained Bei Feng's arms and watched as Deng Yuxiang rushed over. She saw the broken blade in her best friend's hand, its blade gleaming with a cold light.

Straight towards the north wind!
Back when the Burning Gate warriors were on a mission in the first heaven, Deng Yuxiang's divine weapon, the Night-Slaying Blade, had already been upgraded to the third tier.

The weapon domain of the Night-Slaying Greatsword is very special.

The First Divine Weapon Domain - Endless Night can extend a broken blade to a length of 28 meters.

The steel blade, pieced together from pure energy, has an extremely strong armor-piercing effect!

The second divine weapon domain is similar to the former, allowing the blade to extend to a terrifying length of 280 meters.

When the human race's small divine weapon, along with its master, transformed into a giant stone knife as the master turned into a stone sculpture, it used its second divine weapon domain to repair the broken blade. The blade pieced together from energy was significantly shorter.

It seems to be used to supplement width and thickness?

Even so, the complete Zhan Ye Greatsword was still of excellent quality, its gleaming blade slicing straight into Bei Feng's shattered head.

But Lu Ran was still there!

"Yuxiang, wait."

Before Yan Shuangzi could finish speaking, another telepathic message entered her mind: "I'm the one who sent her!"

Yan Shuangzi had already taken shelter from the north wind, but upon hearing this, she twisted the god's arms behind her back and faced Deng Yuxiang.

The howling of the north wind abruptly stopped, and the eyes, covered in cracks, opened wide!

The woman in my line of sight, with her long, flowing hair and sharp eyes, was filled with a chilling killing intent.
"You should have killed me that day!" With the woman's icy words, the gleaming blade slashed down fiercely!
"Crack!!"

The knife fell, and the skull shattered.

Countless pebbles flew out, raining down on Deng Yuxiang and Yan Shuangzi's bodies and faces, making a crackling sound.

Deng Yuxiang raised his blade again and slashed downwards along the broken neck of the North Wind God statue once more.

One cut! One cut!

Another stab
Yan Shuangzi quickly activated her mind, and the Demon-Binding Lock wrapped around Beifeng's waist flew back swiftly. She also indulged her best friend, grabbing the arms of the headless corpse with both hands and pushing the divine sculpture forward.

The North Wind's remains were disemboweled.

It was split in two!
The murderous intent in Deng Yuxiang's eyes had not yet dissipated. Her face, which should have been bright and beautiful, now looked somewhat ferocious, making people tremble with fear.

She was still whipping the corpse.

They're still tearing the North Wind God to pieces!

"Gulp." Lu Ran's Adam's apple bobbed as he stared blankly at the Great Nightmare.

She had always presented herself as calm and composed, and even on that day in Northwind City, she did not cry out when she was on the verge of death.

However, Deng Yuxiang did not cry out.

But the sound of the blade cutting through the air and the sound of the stone sculpture constantly crumbling seemed to replace her screams.

Hatred, anger, humiliation
Settle everything today!
"puff!!"

The North Wind God statue was shattered and scattered into mist, finally escaping the sea of ​​suffering.

Deng Yuxiang, with his hair disheveled and clutching the Night-Slaying Blade, finally stopped.

The magical artifact, the Smoky Green Gauze, flowing through her hair, was supposed to tidy up its long hair for its owner, but at this moment it remained silent, not daring to make the slightest movement.

An eerie silence fell over the calm eye of the typhoon.

Just as Lu Ran was about to say something, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound.

The Night-Slaying Blade in Deng Yuxiang's hand trembled violently.

"Om!!"

"Hmm?" Deng Yuxiang raised the Zhan Ye Greatsword, but unfortunately the thick fog obscured her vision, and she could not see the blade.

In the dark, cloud-covered sky, streaks of fog surged in, connecting to the eye of the typhoon.

Is the Night-Slaying Greatsword about to be upgraded?
After tearing the North Wind to pieces, it, along with its master, fulfilled its long-cherished wish.

Lu Ran was pleasantly surprised, but his eyes narrowed, and he quickly transmitted his voice: [Nightmare, fly upwards, North Wind Divine Soul!]

Deng Yuxiang immediately flew upwards, and upon sensing the location of the divine soul, immediately began to inhale deeply.

Lu Ran remembered something else and began searching around.

Those phoenix-like eyes pierced through the storm that obscured people's vision, saw through the dim sky, and spotted a god and a sword dozens of kilometers to the northwest.

The divine sculpture is none other than General Huangfu Tian.

He possesses the Purple Thunder Demon Roc Evil Art - Demon Roc Eyes, which grants him night vision and the ability to see through harsh environments such as fog, sandstorms, and frost.

The sword was the fourth-tier divine weapon that Beifeng had been holding before!
In terms of proportions, this blade is slender and long, similar to a long straight sword, just like Nightshade's fourth-tier divine weapon.

Its entire body gleamed with a cold light, as if it were made of some special steel material.

If nothing unexpected happens, this sword should have been brought by Lord Beifeng from the homeland of gods and demons.

Hmm, let's just call it "North Wind Blade" for now!

Lu Ran thought to himself, and ordered Huangfu Tian to come back quickly to absorb energy.

Near the North Wind Mountain, the area was in complete chaos due to the storm, and the strong aura of the Holy Spirit was naturally swept up in it as well.

Fortunately, the eye of the typhoon was calm, and the north wind was unaffected.

That being said, nothing in the dimension of the dead has any effect on the real world.

At this moment, Bei Feng's eyes were bloodshot and he wanted nothing more than to tear Deng Yuxiang's head apart, but all his efforts were in vain.

They could only watch helplessly as they were devoured and gradually perished.

He relinquished his supreme divine position to someone else.

This person was the one who ended his own life, the lowly ant who once knelt at his feet.

This feeling is absolutely awful.

It's truly despairing.

Hehe ~
A smile appeared on Lu Ran's face as he closed his eyes contentedly.

The wind and waves never ceased, carrying the breath of the Holy Spirit as they swept past, nourishing his flesh and blood.

Although the concentration wasn't very high, it was enough to make him enjoy it immensely.

A cold voice suddenly echoed in my mind:
【Xiao Luran.】

What, a terrible nightmare?

He died; from his divine form to his very soul, he was utterly annihilated.

【Yes, yes, we've finally gotten our revenge. Are you ready to take over Northwind City?】

【North Wind City?】 Deng Yuxiang trembled as he held the Night-Slaying Greatsword upright in front of him.

[You know, when you arrive in Northwind City, what will your former fellow disciples' reactions be? Will your best friend, Hu Hu something-or-other, be terrified?]

Deng Yuxiang's chilling killing intent gradually faded.

Hearing the familiar voice and tone, her stiff expression gradually softened, and a smile appeared on her face.

(End of this chapter)