Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

"An Qingyu, if you weren't with Jiang Er now, I would have almost thought you liked Lin Qiye, hahahaha."

An Qingyu: ???

Lin Qiye: ???

Jiang Er almost cried again.

"Su Yan... forget it, I won't talk about you for now. I still need you to do something, so I'll talk about it later."

Commander, please stop talking. Your character has collapsed... Su Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I thought to myself, no wonder many great monks practice silence while practicing Buddhism. What the hell, when monks get angry, they dare to say anything.

The idiom "children's words are without restraint" is almost embodied at this moment!

Su Yan hurriedly walked to Zhou Ping and said, "Senior, please start now. You can withdraw your sword energy now."

You’ve talked enough about them, now you can’t talk about me anymore... Zhou Ping glanced at Ye Fan nervously and pointed to the sky.

An invisible sword energy quietly dissipated, and then, a sense of being watched like a thorn in the back came from the sky, like the cold gaze of a cat lying in the grass staring at its prey.

Young monk Ye Fan put his hands on his hips, smiled and raised his head:

"Go ahead and do it. Don't worry about the beast. It's mine."

Clang!

Su Yan and Lin Qiye no longer hesitated, unsheathed their long swords, and turned into two streams of light that shot up into the sky.

"You are on the left, I am on the right!"

One flash of lightning, the other a deep undercurrent.

In an instant.

Su Yan and Lin Qiye appeared at the same time below the Pure Land, and inserted the sharp blades in their hands into the UFO-shaped base of the Pure Land.

The energy shield of the "Pure Land" that could originally resist the gods had dissipated long before the millions of souls were taken away. Now it only has a metal shell that looks ferocious, but in reality it is just empty splendor.

Under the sharpness of the Huojin knife, it was as fragile as a soft cake.

Zizzi——!

Amidst the teeth-grinding sound of friction, the two men shuttled back and forth with their knives, cutting, intersecting, and passing each other, and finally plowed two deep intersecting lines on the lower body of the "Pure Land".

An 'X' that blocks out the sun.

This is the mark of the fifth team, the symbol of [Night].

Su Yan threw on his Night Watchman's cloak and put it on. The dark patterns on the cloth surged like a wave of blood. A clear voice came from under the shadow of the hood:

"Daxia's Fifth Special Squad [Nightfall], please challenge the Pure Land."

The black and red cloaks fluttered violently in the wind as everyone stepped out of the formation.

Lin Qiye shouted softly: "Ye Mu, everyone draw your swords!"

Clang——!

The sound of swords being drawn in unison was like thunder, tearing through the sky.

The Huojin Sword in Su Yan's hand is the [Du'e] Sword that Baili Pangpang found by chance. Anything cut by this sword will suffer endless disasters in a short period of time.

Wisps of ominous black air began to emanate from the knife marks on the chassis of "Pure Land".

Immediately afterwards, the red alarm light on the Pure Land suddenly exploded, and the technological electronic program simultaneously reported an error. Amidst the shrill beeping sound, the entire fortress began to tremble and fall like a spasm.

Finally, the air pressure doors on all sides began to open, and six oracles wearing robes of various colors came out one after another, standing in the six directions, and at the same time stretched out their hands to lift up and stop the "Pure Land" from falling.

Oracle No. 1, dressed in a black robe, looked down with a gloomy expression and slowly clenched his fists.

These damn outsiders!

In just over a month, this group of outsiders came like a swarm of locusts, tearing to pieces the "Pure Land" enclosure system they had carefully built over decades, and taking advantage of the chaos to destroy all the statues of the Takama-ga-hara gods that were left for worship in the human world.

And they plundered all the souls that they depended on for survival.

This was not enough, they even created a Brahma cult and wantonly plundered the faith of this place!

Plundering the fruits in the harvest season,

——Despicable, robber, devil!

The oracles cursed madly in their hearts, but at the same time they tacitly chose to remain silent.

It’s not because of magnanimity, but because of fear.

The gods of Takama-ga-hara have been silent for over a decade. The six oracles are the supreme administrators of this place, and their most powerful weapon is the power of "divine punishment" left by the gods. But for unknown reasons, the Thunder God, who is supposed to bring down divine punishment on outsiders, has suddenly become silent and lost contact.

This unusual silence made them extremely panic.

It was not until just now that the Thunder God's gaze returned, which gave the oracles some confidence.

At the same time, the 'Pure Land' was also attacked. Seeing that their retreat was blocked and there was no escape, the oracles finally decided to give it a try.

Oracle No. 1 tried to struggle a bit more, then said in a deep voice, "Outsiders, we have no grudges against each other. It was you who invaded our country without cause and ran rampant in the 'Pure Land.' We offered only an initial resistance before withdrawing our troops. Why are you still trying to kill us all now?"

"Why don't you resist? Don't you want to?"

Su Yan stepped forward. "And how can we talk about no grudges? As the administrators of the human circle, you took advantage of the loss of contact with the gods of Takama-ga-hara to secretly create gods. You even wanted to mass-produce apostles and seize the opportunity to conquer the world. Our Great Xia is your first target of invasion. These dirty plans are clearly written in your database. Are you still denying it?"

Jiang Er raised his palm, and on the big screen of the tall building behind him, the plan of "Pure Land" invading Daxia flashed like a waterfall.

The oracles looked grim and were speechless.

Ye Fan laughed heartily: "Well done, we in Daxia never fight without justice or reason!"

Commander, please calm down a bit. The boss behind the scenes should have some dignity... Lin Qiye quickly stepped forward, pointing his blade at the black-robed Oracle:

"Stop talking nonsense and fight!"

Having said that, there is no room for maneuver.

The oracles looked gloomy and nodded at each other.

We have divine punishment, six oracles, and demigods hiding in the dark. We may be able to fight!

The black-robed Oracle took the lead and stepped forward, floating in mid-air, saying in a deep voice:

"Oracle No. 1 [Hell Disaster], please teach me."

"It decides both victory and defeat, as well as life and death." Su Yan threw [Du'e] to Baili Pangpang, who was distracted and couldn't understand Japanese, and said, "Pangpang, I leave him to you."

Baili Pangpang shuddered, pointed at his own face and asked confusedly: "Huh? Me?"

No, I got rid of Tang Seng and his disciples?

Ye Fan kicked him on the butt: "Go quickly."

Baili Pangpang walked out with a bitter face and bowed: "Baili Pangpang, I'm from the Night Squad... the finance department, right?"

Oracle No. 1: ...

"Oracle No. 2 [Heart Disaster], please teach me."

An Qingyu and Jiang Bai looked at each other and nodded, then walked out at the same time: "An Qingyu, Jiang Bai, the Night Squad's logistics and research team, please give us your guidance."

"Oracle No. 4 [Fire]."

"Let me do it." Lin Qiye stepped forward: "Captain of the Night Squad, Lin Qiye!"

"Oracle No. 5 [Disease Disaster]."

Jia Lan looked at the back of Lin Qiye's head and secretly rolled his eyes. He clenched the handle of his [Cangshan] knife and stepped out of the line with a cold look in his eyes: "Jia Lan, the headshot team of the Night Squad!"

Why do I feel a chill down my spine? Lin Qiye shuddered.

"Oracle No. 6 [Mirror Disaster]."

Cao Yuan strode forward, gritting his teeth. "Team Night, Cao Yuan, the Lustful Monk Group!"

Ye Fan curled his lips.

"Oracle No. 7 [Insect Plague]."

Shen Qingzhu stepped out with [Flame Bird] in hand, his face a little dark: "Shen Qingzhu, Night Squad, finger snap atmosphere group."

This team is so strange, they don't seem like serious people at all... Oracle No. 1 suddenly shouted:

"war!"

"Wait a moment." Lin Qiye suddenly waved his hand:

“1号、2号、4号、5号、6号、7号，为什么还差一个？”

Oracle No. 1's face darkened. "Nonsense! We're all here!"

Lin Qiye was stunned for several seconds and raised his eyebrows: "No number 3... Oh, is it because you hate the number 3?"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The two teams looked at each other for a moment.

The oracles tilted their heads at the same time, with a series of question marks appearing on their heads.

Chapter 431 Is this still the Qianyu Qiye I know?

Tokyo, under the pure land.

Millions of people walked out of their homes and looked up at the sky with trepidation.

Ninety-nine percent of people no longer trust the "Pure Land", but the shackles of their thoughts have been cast since birth, and inertia makes them terrified, trembling, and at a loss.

Therefore, no matter how much the Brahma Cult bewitched them or how much it stirred their hearts, they did not dare to take another step forward.

"Those are... the adults who gave me eggs. They gave me eggs before. I remember them. They are the messengers of Brahma!"

"I remember too, the messenger on the far left had a cutlassfish tattooed on his waist!"

"But those are all oracles. My father said that oracles are always invincible and no one can defeat them!"

"Haha... Have we finally waited for this moment? Our supreme Lord Brahma will finally personally punish this corrupt and filthy old world! Tremble, and be reduced to ashes under the wrath of God. The Brahma Cult will live forever, and we will follow it until death!"

"...Who was so immature just now?"

"Believe in Brahma and you will have eternal life. Brahma is a true man, a true man of iron and blood!"