Folklore: The baby starts the game, and the mother takes off her painted skin

Chapter 357: Ascend to Heaven Today and Kill the Gods! (Part )

The true God... has appeared again.

Previously, the Witch God and the Gu God only showed up when the two tribes went to war. Now that the demigods have started a war, they have finally appeared again.

Liu Bai knew the person who was speaking now.

It is the witch god among these many true gods.

Speaking of the Witch God Liu Bai thought of Lu Lazi from the Witch God Cult. Now, when they were fighting in the forbidden area, he was afraid of death and ran away.

If Zhang Cang hadn't said that keeping him would at least help him kill a few evil spirits, Liu Bai really wanted to kill this thing first.

But now Liu Bai glanced around and didn't see Lu Lazi.

Instead, above the clouds, the old marshal slashed with his sword, and the sword light fell on the yellow sand between Zouyin City and Yangguan, and in an instant a bottomless ravine was formed.

While slaying countless evil spirits, even if the human race can win in the future.

This ravine also separates Zouyin City and Yangguan.

"Old Marshal, this is a bit too much."

A cold laugh from Ren Tu was heard from above the sky, and then all the Yin people in Yangguan City saw a huge golden palm smashing down.

If this were to come to fruition, I'm afraid the entire Yangguan would be razed to the ground.

Liu Bai couldn't help but feel a little frightened when he saw this scene, and he subconsciously looked at Zhang Cang.

But when he looked over, Zhang Cang had disappeared.

He looked up suddenly and saw the white-haired figure standing in the sky above the sun, his black robe fluttering in the strong wind.

He just looked at the huge handprint falling down from above his head and walked towards the sky step by step.

He had to fight against this demigod on his own.

At this moment even Liu Bai had to admit that Zhang Cang was indeed quite capable, at least judging by the scene before him.

Liu Bai saw a sense of tragic and heroic spirit from him.

Well... the premise is that you don’t know that Zhang Cang is already a demigod.

But in front of Liu Bai, who knew Zhang Cang's strength, what did this action amount to?
If you want to pretend, just pretend hard.

Zhang Cang, who is already a demigod, must be stronger than Ren Tu, the newly promoted demigod. Therefore, with Zhang Cang's strength, it must be extremely easy for him to deal with Ren Tu's casual moves.

Where did this scene come from?

But Liu Bai also knew that Zhang Cang was hiding, and he had his reasons for hiding.

"drink--"

Zhang Cang on the sky let out a dull roar and raised his hands. As a ray of broken golden light appeared, the golden handprint stopped abruptly.

Zhang Cang actually used his body to prove himself and took the handprint of the demigod Ren Tu in one fell swoop... Everyone thought so.

But it was extremely difficult, because Zhang Cang had just held on when he began to vomit blood.

But even so, he still did not let go, but pushed the handprint upwards step by step.

Above the sky, the butcher who was fighting chuckled when he saw this.

I didn't say it directly.

Liu Bai guessed that Ren Tu could also guess Zhang Cang's strength, so when he saw him acting so realistically, he couldn't help but sneer.

Zhang Cang seemed to have never heard of it. After spitting out countless mouthfuls of blood, he finally moved the huge handprint into the air and finally smashed it with one punch.

"Let's go, let's go."

The old marshal's loud laughter came from the sky, and then everyone in Yangguan saw two golden streams of light falling straight to the south and disappearing.

As for Liu Qingyi and the old temple keeper who fought earlier, they had already gone to the depths of the forbidden area.

At this time, Yangguan didn't know anything, he just felt the sky collapsing and the earth splitting.

Liu Bai looked at Zhang Cang who fell back to his side, thinking about asking a few questions, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know where to start.

After all, this battle is not taking place on earth, but in heaven.

……

At this moment, in the depths of the forbidden area, Liu Qingyi casually cut open a mountain thrown by the old temple priest.

She looked at the huge mountain range that had been razed to the ground and sneered, "Why, if you don't show some skills, you'll be dead soon."

"Haha, that's fine too."

The old temple keeper could naturally understand what Liu Qingyi meant. If he didn't show some real skills, he would probably be discovered by those old bastards in the sky.

Then the old temple priest who had been guarding the temple for thousands of years whispered, "It's like cutting and polishing."

In an instant, the space within a hundred miles around Liu Qingyi was turned upside down and collapsed, turning into strands of silk threads that looked like sharp gears.

Just like that, they cut towards Liu Qingyi in the middle from all directions.

"Fancy."

Liu Qingyi sneered and took a heavy step forward. In an instant, all the silk threads and gears turned into ashes and disappeared, but the remaining space had not yet recovered.

After breaking through the old temple priest's move, her figure disappeared instantly.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of the old temple keeper.

The latter then disappeared.

Then... in the ruins covering a thousand miles, incense sticks began to rise up into the sky.

Each incense stick is dozens of feet high and is called an incense stick, but in fact it is more appropriate to call it a divine incense column.

As soon as these incense sticks appeared, they were all lit.

Wisps of smoke rose up, and the smoke that covered the sky and the sun appeared.

Liu Qingyi sniffed gently, and what she smelled was not the smell of ordinary incense sticks, but the smell of... a dead body.

Although she had never seen or heard of the old temple priest's method, she was not surprised.

Because from the beginning to the end, she was using the strength of a demigod to fight the old temple keeper.

So at this moment, she just watched helplessly as the smoke rising from all around trapped her, while the old temple keeper had already retreated thousands of miles away.

He looked at the cremation ground that had been leveled with great difficulty, then looked at the incense sticks that had been lit with great difficulty, and finally looked at Liu Qingyi who had been trapped in the middle with great difficulty... The old temple keeper sighed.

He took a step back and shook his sleeves.

It was at this moment that a strong smell of death emanated from his body, and his hands, which he pulled out from his sleeves, were covered with corpse spots.

After he straightened his clothes, he actually bowed deeply to Liu Qingyi who was in the deep smoke.

He knelt on his knees, almost prostrating himself before Liu Qingyi, and then cried out in an extremely sad tone:
"Liu Qingyi...you died so tragically."

"..."

Indeed, Liu Qingyi, who had already stepped into the turbulence of space, found that the smoke was following him like a maggot on his heel, and he did feel a little panic.

"This old man really has some strength."

Xiaocao, who had already returned from Liu Bai to Liu Qingyi, couldn't help but sigh.

"indeed."

Liu Qingyi rarely paid attention to it.

Because Liu Qingyi could also feel the power of the old temple keeper's move. To put it bluntly, if she had not already attained the status of a true god, if she was still just a demigod, she would have had to fight a life-and-death battle with the old temple keeper today.

But unfortunately, there is no such if.

Because at this time, Liu Qingyi was a real god. But even so, when she felt the strength of the old temple keeper, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Before she attained enlightenment, both the human race and the taboo factions regarded this old temple keeper as the best in the world, and it was no exaggeration.

But this old ghost really has such ability.

Even the old marshal is not in a hurry about this. If the two of them fight, the old marshal will definitely die.

But only Liu Qingyi knew this. Even the old marshal and the old temple priest, the two oldest guys, did not know.

After all, they have never fought each other.

"My lady, please be careful."

Xiaocao looked at the smoke that continued to seep in from the void and gave a low reminder.

Madam Liu said "hmm" and walked out of the void again as if she didn't notice anything.

Since there is no way to avoid it, there is no need to stay in the depths of the void.

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She returned to the sky filled with incense sticks and raised her head slightly. In an instant, blood clouds appeared above her head. The range was so wide that it covered nearly half of the forbidden ghost den.

Even the old temple keeper felt a little frightened when he saw this scene.

Blood clouds floated in the sky, and then a bloody rain with golden light began to fall.

The blood rain extinguished the divine incense and also destroyed all the smoke… The fight between the two seemed simple, but in fact, every aspect of it was a suppression at the level of the Great Dao.

If you have reached this level, you will naturally be able to feel this great terror, but if you have not reached this level... it is like sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

When the old temple keeper saw that his move failed, he naturally felt the huge gap between himself and Liu Qingyi, so he wanted to avoid the attack for the time being.

Seeing this, Liu Qingyi sneered.

"Want to run?"

The old temple keeper did not hesitate at all. Originally on the ground, he went straight to a higher place in the sky.

Liu Qingyi...followed closely behind.

Further south of the Shiwan Mountains, above the Endless Sea.

The butcher looked at the old marshal who had already caught up with him, and said with a smile: "This place is high and far away, and it is just the right place for the old senior to rest in peace."

The old marshal seemed not to hear his sarcasm. He looked at the butcher in front of him very seriously and asked softly, "Does the human race really disappoint you so much?"

After listening to these words, he looked at the old marshal with a serious look in his eyes.

The smile on Ren Tu's face gradually faded. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Didn't the human race disappoint the old senior?"

This question made the old marshal a little dazed.

"I know that the elders will definitely say that since the human race has disappointed me, I should work hard to change instead of thinking about defecting, but I also want to say one thing..."

This former human prodigy, who had defected to the Taboo and ended up being a human butcher, took a deep breath and lowered his voice, saying:
"We are all born by our parents, we all walk on two legs, and we all have two shoulders to carry a head. Since they disappoint me so much, why should I change them?"

"I can't change them, but can't I change myself?"

After listening to this, the old marshal said something over the endless sea where there were only the two of them within a thousand miles.

He said something extremely treasonous, something that was enough to shock the entire human race.

But unfortunately, these words today are destined to be known only to the two of them, as well as the passing clouds and the blowing wind.

The old marshal said: "Perhaps the human race today really needs a cleansing. Since we can't change from the inside out, we can only change from the outside in."

Ren Tu spread his hands and laughed again, "Now, old senior, you know why I named myself... Ren Tu, right?"

The old marshal raised his head suddenly, and swords rose up in the void on all sides.

The butcher in the shroud laughed wildly and retreated like a madman.

"Yuan Xu, ah Yuan Xu, the world doesn't know your origins, but I, Ren Tu, know."

"Oh?"

The old marshal was surrounded by countless sword energies and pressed towards Ren Tu, "I'm all ears."

"Everyone in the world says that only three of the four great sword veins remain, and that the Overseas Penglai vein that originally went east all died at the hands of the Endless Sea Evil Spirit. But how could they know that you, Yuan Xu, came from Overseas Penglai?"

"The overseas Penglai lineage didn't die at the hands of evil spirits. They were clearly killed by a traitor like you with just one sword."

The more the butcher spoke, the more excited he became, and he couldn't stop laughing.

The old marshal's face changed slightly, but the thousands of years of sitting in silence had already made him indifferent to the past.

"So what? Thousands of years have passed, who cares? Who doesn't care?"

"If there are people who really care that much, I would not forbid them to come to me and talk about reason."

After saying that, the old marshal stretched out his right hand, and a hilt of a sword slipped out from his sleeve. Then, the few pieces of armor left on his body slid down one by one, and finally fell on the hilt of the sword in his right hand, finally forming a strange long sword.

Seeing this, Ren Tu finally stopped retreating, as it was useless to retreat any further.

Because we have reached the deepest part of this endless sea.

The two looked at each other. Ren Tu looked at the old marshal in front of him and said softly, "I have a question too."

"explain."

At this moment, the old marshal with the long sword in his hand no longer had his previous warmth, but was instead filled with unstoppable arrogance and dominance.

"You destroyed this overseas Penglai, destroyed your own sect, is it really just for that... woman?"

The old marshal frowned for the first time after hearing this, and then asked curiously, as if he had just met the butcher for the first time, "Who are you?"

"We've seen it."

The butcher spread his hands and laughed.

The old marshal no longer hesitated, and finally slashed down with his sword, and countless sword qi fell from the sky.

But the butcher had a mass grave in his hand, protecting him.

The sword energy was completely shattered, and the mass grave took the opportunity to become thousands of feet high. The figure of Ren Tu also sat on the top of the mass grave.

Then... the entire mass grave was filled with ghost shadows, and ghost shadows crawled out from the coffins.

The leader was actually... the old temple keeper.

"Ghosts and monsters."

The old marshal showed no fear at all. The sky was surging wildly, and powerful sword energy was gushing out everywhere in the void.

They came from all directions, wrapped around the mass grave and began to strangle it madly.

These throne ghosts protected the mass grave, but the butcher sitting on the top took out... a book.

He slowly spread it out on his knees and tightened the shroud around him.

Smiling, he muttered, "The sage said: Yuan Xu should die. Yuan Xu said: In fact, I am dead, and I will be buried in a mass grave."

As soon as the words came out, the flesh and blood on the old marshal's body began to melt away bit by bit. He also showed horror on his face, and sword energy protected him around him.

It was at this time that the butcher seemed to see something and looked towards the northwest.

The old marshal was injured in one blow and found that he was no match for the massacre. He felt sad, but he did not forget to escape.

His figure also fled straight into the sky.

The butcher swung up the ten-thousand-foot-high mass grave, shattering the sword energy on all sides, and then followed it up to the sky, laughing loudly:

"Where are you running to, old senior? Wouldn't it be great if you died here today?"

(End of this chapter)