Virtue is abundant

Chapter 470 The City and the Book

The wind blows.

The brocade robe on the young man fluttered in the wind, revealing the sword at his waist.

A handsome young man, taking photos by the water.

But it looks like Li Chengfeng.

He turned his eyes, glanced at the void, and looked at the commission written in small ice crystal characters:

"The Lost Page."

"When the god of death was dying, I was worried that the dark sealed book that I carried was too powerful and would be captured by evil beings, and I would use it to kill all living beings, so I scattered the book into countless single pages."

"In this era and world of Li Chengfeng, there is a page left somewhere."

"Go find it."

"Get it and you will become stronger!"

Become stronger.

This is the most important thing.

——The only trouble is that in this era, I can only use Li Chengfeng's body.

Wu Xiaode sighed, jumped onto the passing bamboo raft, and went straight down the current.

"Young man, where are you going?"

asked the boatman supporting the bamboo raft.

"let me see--"

When Wu Xiaode spoke, the Book of the Dead suddenly turned to a certain page, revealing that it integrated three abilities condensed from many pages:
Return to the dreamland, regain the power of authority, and experience death.

The death experience is the process of experiencing the robbery and killing the strong, which is not used here.

If you want to find other pages, you can use the second ability——

Regain the Power of Authority:

"This book can sense the pages of other dark sealed books. When you get it, you will gradually gain the power and authority of the god of death."

Wu Xiaode activated this ability, felt a little, pointed to the south bank of the water and said:

"Please take me there, thank you."

"Okay, let's go right away." Said the boatman.

The long bamboo raft slowly adjusted its direction and drifted past the position pointed by Wu Xiaode.

"Young man, I heard that the era of catastrophe has passed, is it true?"

The boatman asked.

"I don't know either." Wu Xiaode laughed.

He looked at the shadow in the water—

His appearance became more refined and delicate.

I also don't know how Li Chengfeng, a young swordsman, uses his frail appearance to fight against others.

"I heard that the robbers have all gone to the world of death, so the world has returned to peace, isn't that true?" asked the boatman.

Wu Xiaode smiled, drew his knife and slashed towards the water.

A scarlet mass of blood quickly surfaced, was pulled by the rushing water, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

For a moment.

The body of a skinny, black monster with a mermaid head and a fish body floated to the surface.

"Water Monkey!"

The boatman was taken aback.

Wu Xiaode had already put away his knife, recalling Li Changfeng's era in detail, and said:

"The elderly should pay more attention to safety."

"Why?" The boatman still stared at the monster without blinking.

"Those evil monsters who are afraid of death have been hiding for too long. Now, they will reappear and regard the world as their paradise."

"after all--"

"All those strong men who dared to fight the robbery are dead."

After Wu Xiaode finished speaking, he leaped lightly, flew out of the bamboo raft for tens of feet, stepped on the branches floating on the water surface, skimmed another dozens of feet, and landed on the south bank.

Not far ahead is a city.

I have already sensed the page of the death book, which is near this city.

——Complete the commission quickly, increase the level, and then increase the magic mist, and then go back and try again to see if you can hide it from Shen Xiujun's eyes.

In a word, do it fast!
Wu Xiaode stepped forward, passed through the green bamboo forest on the bank, and flew along the stone steps.

suddenly.

Two figures suddenly jumped out on the road ahead.

Wu Xiaode had to stop.

I saw that they were two thin ghosts with green faces and long fangs, holding two large axes, and a long bamboo sticking out of their backs, with seven or eight human heads sticking out of them.

"Huh? Li Chengfeng?"

cried a ghost.

"You know me?" Wu Xiaode asked, searching Li Chengfeng's memory quickly.

Nothing.

Li Chengfeng had never seen these two monsters.

"Hee hee, of course we know you. Li Chengfeng, the running dog of the Great Tribulation, is different from ordinary humans, and has found a way to survive." Another ghost laughed wantonly.

Wu Xiaode didn't care too much.

——It's just that I didn't expect that as soon as Jiemo left, all these hidden monsters and ghosts appeared.

"Excuse me, I have to hurry."

he said politely.

"Give way? Are you going to the Demon Lotus Ghost Town?" the ghost asked.

"I remember that it was called Na City, how did it become a ghost town of Devil Lotus?" Wu Xiaode asked in surprise.

The two ghosts laughed.

"I want to teach you, a human traitor, that our demon king has already occupied that city and is about to start a big business."

"That's right, Li Chengfeng, the human traitor, get out of here, all the people in that city will use it to pickle the army food, so as to help our demon king fight other demon kings."

Wu Xiaode sighed and said:

"Apocalypse Era?"

With a flash of his figure, he passed through the two little demons and continued to walk deep into the bamboo forest.

Clang.

Sheath the knife.

From the stone steps came the sound of two heads rolling to the ground.

A ray of worry appeared on Wu Xiaode's face.

Although this is not my era, but if I let myself watch a city being slaughtered, I can't bear to watch it.

He glanced at the void.

The Book of the Dead naturally knew what he was thinking, and a line of small ice crystal characters immediately appeared:
"Under the blessing of the god of death, you can use all your skills without considering the consumption of soul power."

"Remaining time: 2 hours and 17 minutes."

——This is the blessing given by the goddess of death when she participated in the trials of Purgatory and the Spire of Eternal Night.

While the blessing is still there--

Go save people!
Wu Xiaode speeded up, and in just seven or eight breaths, he flew down on the majestic city wall.

He looked into the city.

The whole city is like a huge slaughterhouse.

Thorough blood covered the entire field of vision.

There are no living people left.

The murderous monsters formed an army and practiced in the city.

There are also all kinds of demons, speeding up to pickle human flesh and blood.

The fire in the armory had never been cut off, and there was a sound of hammering iron, but it was not a human blacksmith who made the hammer, but a few monsters like orangutans.

There are really no living people left.

Wu Xiaode sighed, just stood on the city, quietly watching the movements of the monsters.

For a moment.

He looked at the pile of dead people and said softly:
"Reminiscing about drinking on the Wuqiao Bridge in the past,"

"Most of the seats are heroes."

"Long ditch and the moon go silently—"

The sword around his waist sensed his master's emotions, and they began to squeak in unison.

all of a sudden.

An extremely sharp voice soared from his waist.

Feijian, Huang.

Under the blessing of the God of Death, Wu Xiaode was able to release this sword for the first time without caring about his soul power.

This barren sword turned into a flying sword!
It shone with a frightening cold light, and rushed directly to the top of the sky.

next moment.

The world turned into darkness.

A colossal shadow covered the sky and sun, falling down.

If you stand far enough away, you can fully see this sharp and boundless shadow——

Sword shadow!

Everything in the world was cut without a trace by this sword.

However, there are mountains, seas and stars on this sword shadow, and there is even a bright moon shining in the sky.

Secret Sword Shuying!

boom--

The sword shadow exploded, the city was covered with blood, and the wind blew into clouds and smoke.

The whole city.

Only the city wall that Wu Xiaode stood on stood firm.

The other three walls, together with the city inside the wall, all turned into a bottomless square sinkhole.

The sword shadow has gone, but there is still sharp sword energy escaping along the edge of the tiankeng, day and night without stopping, and it will last for three days.

In a stone temple outside the city, a voice of anger suddenly sounded:
"Who destroyed my city?"

A figure soared into the air and rushed to the opposite of Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode took a closer look——

This is a monster dressed in the costumes of ancient human officials. It looks a bit like a unicorn, but its whole body is covered with gray spots, so it doesn't look like a unicorn.

"Kirin Piracy?" Wu Xiaode asked, cupping his hands.

The monster snorted and shouted:

"Stole your mother's head, I am the righteous god Qilin, what crime should you have for destroying my little demon!"

"They eat people, I'm a person, I kill them, it's reasonable."

Wu Xiaode said.

Qilin sized him up and suddenly laughed loudly:
"It turned out to be Li Chengfeng, a human scum who took refuge in Jiemo, you are not my opponent!"

"Oh? Because you are a righteous god?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I'm just afraid of those robbing demons, apart from them, there is no opponent in the world!" Qilin said.

It was covered in red flames.

This time, it really started to look like a unicorn.

Wu Xiaode laughed and said:
"A guy like you who has been hiding for too long has long been out of step with the times, and you dare to come out of the arena again?"

"Look at me killing you!" Qilin said angrily.

"—If you can see my tail light, I will lose." Wu Xiaode said.

Wisps of mist emerged from him.

He disappeared.

(End of this chapter)