Chapter 14 God is nothing special!The merchant soldier holding a knife looked at the black blood flying in front of him. I have to admit... I was so scared that I peed my pants, and I peed while I was stunned. When he realized that the God of Plague was paying attention to this side, he decided in his heart to fight to the death. To regain a city for companions, for the King of Shang, and for the Shang Dynasty! I won't move unless the enemy moves. I will observe his movements first, and when the enemy gets close, I will suddenly turn around and attack. The plan was perfect, the only unexpected thing was that the eyes could not keep up with the enemy's movement speed. By the time he reacted, that gray and terrifying face was right in front of him. I can even smell the scent of death in the air~! Is this God? He is indeed so terrifying... When he was about to accept his fate, something strange happened. How could the Plague God's cold and grim hand, which played with life and death, disappear for no reason? ! Even though he was very close, he really had no idea what was going on. He was completely confused and even wet his pants. Suddenly I felt a huge shadow.
The soldiers looked up and were stunned. The high and mighty God of Plague was seen kneeling on the ground wailing, holding his broken wound. The poisonous python that was ready to devour its prey seemed to become silent as Guimu was injured, and it no longer had the arrogance it had at the beginning. Even the poisonous locusts all over the sky began to calm down and carefully avoid the crowd. Behind the God of Plague stood a burly, majestic and familiar figure, it was the King of Shang. The kneeling Gui Mu and the proud Emperor Xin... The two form a sharp visual impact, making people feel as if they are in another world! A hunchbacked old man carrying a strange bird on his shoulders. Zhaixing Tower, the gentle and graceful Xinyue Fox. Three pupils, Tiankui bathed in the flames of war. Above the nine heavens, standing on the dragon’s head are the gods of fire, rain, and thunder. They all turned their eyes to the place where corpses were scattered all over the ground and where Guimu was wailing in pain. The focus of attention is no longer the ferocious God of Plague, but the human emperor behind him. Emperor Xin came back from the dead! “Uhhhhhhhh! My hand!” Guimu covered the broken wound, and trickles of black blood sprayed out indiscriminately, corroding the earth. These were all nurtured by the divine power of the Ksitigarbha Realm and accumulated over long years, forming the cornerstone of his strength. "Performing a skin-flaying show? I'm not interested in that!" The flames linger. Stand proudly. Emperor Xin was wearing armor that was both domineering and luxurious, holding a red sword, and looking down at the ghost tree kneeling at his feet.
His tone was cold and dignified, but he was the emperor who ruled the world. Then he said. "instead……" "Your screaming performance now attracts me even more!" "You think this is a game and you're having fun playing it?" "Unfortunately, I have to tell you..." "Playtime is over!" Emperor Xin thought of his childhood and youth dreams, and said to "Heaven" in person, "We are no longer your slaves." Gui Mu listened to the cold words and looked back. Emperor Xin's figure was so tall and majestic that he seemed to hold up the sky. Cold all over. Like falling into an icy cave. Ordinary people who died in his hands might have had the same cold feeling in the last moments of their lives. "Now! Cry for me, God!" The wind was blowing wildly and the military flags were fluttering, as if responding to Emperor Xin's words and also as if declaring war on the gods. Fire God: "Why is this guy alive?" Thunder God: "It's not just a simple monkey." King Wu of Zhou had a solemn expression on his face, and his hands holding the huge sword trembled uncontrollably. Emperor Xin, this opponent... could actually survive the heavy blow from the great god? ! Tiankui stood tall and straight, as if he was standing on the ancient Buzhou Mountain, majestic and motionless. The sound of whispering. But it carries a hint of solemnity. "My punch hit him hard, but he was not hurt at all." "I feel a very strange aura from this mortal." He had felt a similar aura from "Heaven" before, but he was not sure about his guess. Holding a severed limb. Guimu hunched over and slowly stood up, the pain clearly reflected on his face. His voice was hoarse and full of trembling pain as he spoke each word. "mortal!" "monkey!"
"Why?!" Guimu looked up at Emperor Xin, who was obviously taller than him, his eyes filled with hatred and fear of facing the unknown. He discovered that the wounds on his severed limbs could not heal, even using the power of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. How can this be? ! If the great god were so easily injured, he wouldn't have suffocated all races! What on earth is…what the hell is hindering the healing of the wound? "You should be dead, you can't be alive!" "How is this going?" Compared with the difficulty of healing the wound, the news that Emperor Xin was still alive made Guimu even more unbelievable. Will Tiankui, the great god of the Dou Department, hold back? Impossible, absolutely impossible! Either don't make a move, or go all out! "Surprised? You overestimate yourselves." Emperor Xin smiled contemptuously, which was a contempt for God and contempt for theocracy. He swung the red sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Guimu, and then spoke. "god……" “It’s nothing special!” "I will cut off the flesh from your body piece by piece." "You will scream, you will beg, you will atone for your sins!" Guimu roared in anger, and his already terrifying face became even more terrifying. "How dare you insult me and God?!" "Low monkey, you will regret it!" He planned to use all his strength to torture this monkey Emperor Xin. …… Cool! ! Looking at the burly Emperor Xin with unparalleled pride and a long sword in his hand in the sky of reincarnation, the sense of security is filled. Especially when compared with the impotent and furious Plague God, the suppressed resentment dissipated and he felt refreshed all over. "Cut off Gui Mu's arm with one sword. It feels so good! It feels so good!" "Hahaha, is this God? He will cry when he's in pain~!" "Why do I feel that Emperor Xin is the true God..." "His chest is sunken, crushing the city walls, yet he still carries the rage of revenge. If he's not a god, then what is he?"
"Heroes are immortal. If your soul returns, it must be because you heard our prayers." "Brother, it doesn't matter if you fool your brothers, but don't fool yourself." A question arises in everyone's mind. Why did Emperor Xin come back to life and why did his fighting power soar? Guimu and Tiankui are both among the six great gods. Even if there is a gap in their strength, it will not be too outrageous. Tian Kui appeared and killed Emperor Xin in one blow without any delay and with decisiveness. Guimu was completely different. He had his arm cut off by Emperor Xin's sword. He was in a very miserable state. During the few short minutes that Emperor Xin fell on the shattered city wall...what on earth happened? ! Poseidon Island. Poseidon Temple. The high priest Poseidon, with his long sea-blue hair fluttering in the wind, looks like an elf. Holding high the scepter of Poseidon, the gem emits a faint golden light, noble, sacred, vast and majestic. "Only gods can deal with gods!" "so……" "Did Emperor Xin become a god, or did he use the unknown power left by the gods?" Even if he used the power of gods to resurrect, he would still be defeated when facing the six great gods. (End of this chapter)
