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"Become a beautiful bubble... You don't have to die as an ugly monster, but you can also become one with Chu Jun, become his strength, and help him defeat the evil god... Chu Jun, you are so gentle..."

Before the words fell, people had turned into bubbles, slowly floating up.

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

389, kill an evil god to sacrifice to the sky [3/3]

puff!

With a flash of blue light, Hyoudeng Yekong slashed at the evil god's tongue with a sword, and it was unknown whether it was influenced by Chu Tianxing. The tongue that turned into a blood-colored tentacle was unexpectedly fragile, and it broke under her sword.

Hyoudou Yekong landed obliquely, staggered two steps, his knees gave way, and he fell to his knees, gasping for breath, looking up at the sky.

The sky is full of colorful bubbles, and under the gloomy, blood-colored sunlight, they reflect strange colors.

Further up, in the dark clouds, there is a pile of light balls shining with magnificent rays of light, turning a head into a blood-colored sun, and the body is made up of countless blood-colored flesh, black fascia, and blood-flame tentacles. The situation of monsters, wrapped in each other, eroding each other.

And the colorful bubbles flying all over the sky, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, merged into the pile of magnificent light balls, fueling the power of the light balls.

"Just a little bit, and you will become like that."

Xiao Ling descended from the sky and landed beside Hyoudou Yekong, looking at Bubble in the sky and said.

"Yeah..." Hyoudou Yekong's pale face showed a smile:

"I almost turned into that kind of flesh and blood monster. Thanks to Mr. Chu..."

If it mutated into a flesh and blood monster, it would be turned into a bubble by Chu Jun and merged into those balls of light.

But that kind of ending... doesn't seem too bad?

At least, it was much better than turning into a monster of flesh and blood and dying ugly.

"You said Xiao Chu...what's the situation?" Xiaoling hugged his chest with one hand, propped his chin with the other, looked up at the sky, and murmured, "Why does he look so weird now?"

Hyoudou Yazora smiled indifferently:

"Regardless of Mr. Chu's situation, I only know that he is trying his best to destroy the evil gods and protect the people... If he needs my power, I don't mind being a part of him."

"Tsk tsk, the Fusang people's thoughts are really... terrible."

Xiaoling shook his head loudly, looked dazzled at the pile of light balls wrapped in flesh and blood monsters in the sky, and murmured:

"However, although the image of Xiao Chu is a bit weird, it is indeed much better looking than a monster... It even makes people feel...the urge to fly moths to a flame."

She withdrew her gaze and stood in front of Hyoudou Yekong, blocking her vision:

"Don't look any further, Xiao Chu's current state is very dangerous. He is fighting against the evil god with all his strength and has no spare power to control his own power. In this state, it is dangerous to look at him a few more times."

Hyoudou Yazora nodded, looked away, pressed his heart on his chest, and muttered to himself:

"Unfortunately, I'm still too weak to help him."

"You have performed very well today." Xiao Ling smiled and said, "We stopped the army of demons together with me, but we bought a lot of time for Xiao Chu. Your talent has also been recognized by Lord Sword Master. In the future, you will definitely be able to compete with me Xiao Chu fought side by side."

……

A rooftop of a building far away from the center of the battlefield.

A few middle-aged men in Fusang traditional samurai uniforms surrounded a man in a black robe whose head and face were covered by the shadow of the hood, and roared angrily:

"Why is this happening? Amaterasu Omiya...why is it a monster?"

"As the ancestor god of Fusang, all ghosts, gods, and monsters should indeed be under the command of Amaterasu Omisami. Amaterasu Osama controls the demons, uses the power of demons to regain Fusang, and fight against Ming. We can accept it, but Amaterasu Osama himself...cannot be a demon ah!"

"You deceived us! That's not Amaterasu Omisami at all! It's a demon, an evil god! It can even turn human beings into monsters! What do we want an evil god for? If more than 1 million Fuso people all become that ugly Monster, what's the point of Fusang's rise? What's the point of us ruling a country of monsters?"

"You bastard, explain it carefully!"

The crowd's angry reprimand and questioning sounded.

The man in black, who had been staring at the distant sky in a daze, at the scene where the pile of light balls and the flesh and blood monsters eroded each other in the clouds, suddenly looked back and let out a hoarse laugh:

"You guys are really innocent and cute... The ancient gods of all the ancient countries in the world have all disappeared, and the remains of the ancient gods that have been unearthed are just inhuman existences such as demon wolves, giant pythons, feathered snake gods, and real dragons. remains of...

"Amaterasu, the God of God, is not a particularly outstanding existence. How can you naively believe that He can be resurrected normally?"

A middle-aged warrior shouted, "You, what do you mean?"

"I mean……"

The man in black laughed:

"Amaterasu's resurrection is inherently impossible. As an ancient god who has been lost for many years, although his remains remain intact because he was sealed in Gao Tianyuan, his primordial spirit has actually long since disappeared.

"A corpse without a soul, a fake corpse under normal circumstances, what would that be? A zombie!

"However, zombies are actually pretty good. Do you know that a complete god corpse like Amaterasu's remains is very easy to provoke some terrible existences? For example, the evil god of the void...

"Hey, hey, unfortunately, Amaterasu's remains have been polluted by the radiation of an unknown Void God... The current Amaterasu is just a clone of the Void God."

All the Fusang warriors were stunned for a moment.

After a long time, someone pointed to the man in black and said, "You, you already knew?"

"Ah, sorry, I didn't know beforehand." The man in black shook his head and spread his hands:

"Although I know that Amaterasu cannot be resurrected normally, I really want to help you all.

"Even if the resurrection is just a god-level zombie without a soul, I still have a way to help you control him to a certain extent. For example, just provide a small amount of blood sacrifice on the order of 10 people, and he can fight for you once.

"And as you worship him for a longer period of time, as his followers increase and you provide him with enough vows, he may even give birth to a real spiritual wisdom and become the kind of god you want him to be...

"It's a pity, man is not as good as God. I didn't expect that His remains were already corroded by the power of the Void God... Well, maybe Amaterasu's fall was caused by the erosion of the Void God?

"In any case, our plan this time has failed. Even without Chu Tianxing... Amaterasu will not act according to your wishes, but will only follow instinct to turn the entire Tokyo, and even Fusang, into a hell on earth... Although Daming Those in the Gang Qi Realm will definitely not allow it. But they are powerless to escape now...

"Ah, speaking of Chu Tianxing, that bastard is simply my nemesis..."

As soon as I said this, a Fusang warrior couldn't bear it anymore, pulled out his long knife, and beheaded the man in black: "Go to hell!"

Pfft, the man in black let the Fusang samurai split himself in two from head to hip without any resistance, and split himself into two bodies that fell on the ground, chattering endlessly:

"You have to be careful. After this incident, the shogunate will definitely crack down on the samurai group of worrying about the country. I suggest you emigrate to South America or Africa..."

"Shut up and die!" All the warriors drew their knives and slashed wildly at the two bodies of the man in black.

The body of the man in black was cut into pieces, but he still chattered endlessly: