I Became an Anonymous Boss

Bai Taki held the clouds of the sky in his left hand, and thunderbolt in four styles in his right hand. In his hand, the two weapons were heavy and light, sweeping and smashing. The tiger he swung was full of wind and sword energy, and the cloud energy cut a gap of ten meters , followed by being filled by the dead, and the thunder light of the heavy hammer smashed down, blasting out a puddle of shattered, mud-like limbs, and after a few seconds passed, it was filled again by the tide of death.

He seems to be fighting against the waves, the two weapons are the oars in his hands, constantly beating the waves, smashing the tide, but no matter how many people kill, there will be new waves to regenerate.

That is Huangquan. The gods, humans and even demons who died in this Yingzhou in the past were all under her management. They were swallowed up by her and became part of the shadow under the goddess' feet. Don't wake them up now. The once ferocious and terrifying monsters started to move again, and became the army under Izanami's command, driven by them.

Facing the march of the dead with thousands of horses and horses, Bai Taki was alone, and no one could help him.

Countless evil ghosts and undead flocked to the only living person. This is such a desperate picture scroll of hell that the Buddha couldn't bear to look back.

But there is no trace of misery in this picture scroll, instead it is full of endless wild vitality.

He's killing, he's fighting.

He is wrestling with death, he is trampling Huangquan.

Those who dare to block will be cut to pieces if they are humans, crushed to pieces if they are ghosts, torn apart if they are demons, and suppressed and killed if they are demons.

The Heavenly Demon did not retreat, but went against the tide, facing the march of death, charging forward with the momentum of cutting through the mountains.

What a heroic scene this is, the vivid glory of life, burning like a red lotus flame at this moment, igniting the entire underworld.

It's a pity that there are very few people who can see this scene.

Only the tears shed by the witch, and only the roaring screams of the goddess, are witnesses.

The witch stretched out her hand but couldn't touch the gradually distant back. Her voice couldn't even be called a wave in the turbulent underworld at this time. No one could hear her calling except herself.

When she passed through the dark passage and fell to the entrance of Huangquan Hirazaka together with the struggling Yatagaka, the collapsed stones blocked her way, and she got up like crazy, beating the stones with both hands The sharp stone was scratched, blood gushed out, the flesh and blood were smoothed and bones were visible, but the solid heavy stone was not shaken at all, and the stone heartily sealed the gate of the underworld.

The witch could no longer see or hear what was going on in the underworld. She fell to the ground with her eyes glazed over. She couldn't break a rock with all her strength. This was herself. She had never cursed herself like this before. weak.

She suddenly understood what kind of pain Izanami had been holding for so long... just like her now.

Across countless rocks, the land of the underworld buried under the road is still in turmoil.

Shirataki's mind was burning hot, his whole body was stained red with blood, sweat and blood mixed together, leaving a weird pattern on his back.

In fact, he regretted a little, not that he regretted facing the dead and marching, but regretted why he was lazy and didn't practice a few more unique skills.

If the sword bone is still there, he doesn't need to use the second sword, only the first sword is enough to cut off a thousand dead with one sword, and cut a Tangtang Dao.

Kong has a body of martial power but can't use it to his heart's content. After losing the true meaning of swordsmanship, he realized that the inheritance of immortal martial arts is rare.In the past, if you gave him a sword, he could cut through mountains and seas at will, but now he can only slowly shovel with the shovel in his hand like a foolish old man.

Why are you so obsessed with kendo and swordsmanship?It is precisely because he has tasted the sweetness that he believes that it is the acme of Wufu's strength.

Fortunately, now, he is not completely without substitutes.

Shirataki turned around abruptly, waved the four-style thunderbolt and the cloud of the sky, and spun around twice in the same place as if dancing. The sword energy and thunder that came out of his body cleared the ten-meter radius, although the army of death immediately rushed forward again. Come, but just two or three seconds is enough for him to catch his breath, and then...

The Heavenly Demon flipped his palm over and grasped it with five fingers, and the ground under his feet suddenly trembled uncomfortably. The footholds of the army of the dead were destroyed, and they also poured and swayed around like water in a broken pool.

Shirataki stomped on the neck of a giraffe-like monster, crushing its spine, and at the same time flew a distance of tens of meters. At the same time, he waved the cloud in his hand to cut the falling rock blocking the way. The fallen rocks he stepped on became temporary footholds, and these rocks turned into heavy shells and fell to the ground after he stepped on his toes, spattering a large amount of blood every time.

He approached in the direction of Izanami at an extremely fast speed, even the bone spear that was speeding could not catch up with his speed in the broken rocky terrain.

The ability to change the terrain is the correct way to use Panlong Vision. In group battles, it is simply a magical skill.

The distance was shortened from kilometers to 300 meters, then to 50 meters, and finally to 20 meters.

Shirataki saw Izanami release the Eight Thunder Gods, and the thunder formed an unbreakable thunder pool, blocking his way forward.

In the splashing of broken rocks, Shirataki poured the remaining [-]% of his mental power into it, and with a wave of his right hand, the ground suddenly rioted up and down. The two rock slabs on the ground suddenly exploded, like a triggered trap, and the rocks piled up towards the center. The sharp teeth of the biting beast crushed Eight Thunder Gods in an instant.

"The Vision of the Heavenly King, Long E!"

Izanami was locked between the rocks by the rocks, she tried to escape, but only saw a bright sword light.

The clump of clouds in the sky turned around, and the clouds were saturated with thunder, and the light that shone did not appear violent at all, but was as pure as the moonlight.

Then this round of white moon collapsed, playing the movement of the finale.

Jian Guang cut open Izanami's body again, and she was killed again.

The white bones were divided into two, but she still had a lot of souls, and she had so many gods as substitutes, how could she die so easily?

But one hand grabbed her throat, and the demon poured poison into her body.

Heavenly Demon True Qi, fully open... The True Qi poured out of the gate poured into the bones like a torrent, and the pure white bones visible to the naked eye were dyed with a wonderful black color, and the black color spread rapidly, poisonous in her body Rampage, the violent power is like a group of thugs, tearing and destroying every connection point of her, destroying her soul, and also destroying the heart of the god clone.

There was a series of cracking sounds, her body hiding in the shadow was like a peanut left in the ground, a bit of toxin would soak into the root, causing it to wither and decay, not to mention the innate qi that Shirataki poured in with all his strength... As a result, the hearts of so many gods exploded, and their souls were also annihilated. The azure flames ignited from the shadows, and the screams were so shrill.

Izanami was not without resistance, and the march of the dead also left several wounds on his back.

But this is not a long tug of war.

When he realized how to kill the god, it was too late for Izanami to do anything.

Shirataki let go of his hand, the white bones in his hand slipped from his palm and fell to the ground, and finally the whole of Huangquan became quiet again, the army of the dead fell into the shadows, like puppets whose threads have been cut... Their masters have already been lost the power to control it.

The young man dug out Izanami under the rock, and she really hid her body in the darkness, but at this time she had no ability to fight anymore, lying on the rock, like a silent corpse.

"You won." Izanami said, her spirit was like a flickering candle, which could be extinguished at any moment.

"...Do you have any last words?" Shirataki asked calmly. He thought that at the end, what he could see was hysteria, but all she showed was calm.

"...Even if I die, the underworld is still there, the gods are still there, and everything will not end..." Izanami said, not like a last word, but an advice, as if she had seen through fate, and also Seeing through Shirataki: "What will happen to you until then?"

Shirataki was silent.

"Kill me." Izanami closed her eyes: "I should go see him, he must have been waiting for me for a long time..."

Shirataki held the clouds of the sky with his backhand, and gently dropped a sword, piercing her heart, blood flowed out, and the blood stained the pure white long undergarment red, the two colors were intertwined, like a bright red wedding dress, and Like lying in a field of roses.

Izanami's consciousness faded away, she was about to die, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

She suddenly remembered that a long time ago, a man said to her: Even if one day you and I are separated and you never see me again, don’t feel sad. I’m still in this world. I’m the sun during the day. At night, I am the moon, or the breeze and the sea, no matter what form I take, I will definitely be by your side forever.

Husband, I'm here to see you...

She sleeps forever in the promise of her beloved.

Chapter 390 Five Dawn and Return

After the exaltation, it is often silent and silent.

The sky cleared without warning, and the black mist dissipated without warning.

The witch fell down in front of the entrance of the underworld, and she slowly raised her face until a beam of sunlight fell on her cheek.

"Its daybreak?"

The Yatagaraja also looked at the scene where the sun was shining.

The black mist dissipated, and an empty and endless mountain peak was at the end of sight.

This small world, which is not vast and boundless, suddenly appeared in front of him.

This is also the first time the Yatagaraja has seen such a scenery. It has never imagined that the world where the sun sets and the black mist clears is so beautiful.

Perhaps as early as the millennium, it has forgotten these.

"He succeeded..." Yatagaraya whispered.

Only the death of the gods of Huangquan and the demise of Izanami will make these black mist dissipate.

Huangquan, where the gods no longer exist, no longer riots, but returns to calm.

The witch whispered: "He succeeded?"

Immediately she reached out and began pushing the heavy rock again.

Izanami died and Shirataki succeeded, so he must still be alive.

……

The Sunlun City in the distance is also bathed in sunlight at this time.

After nearly a day of fierce fighting, the four city gates have been successively contributed.

Millions of people became lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and the undead massacred wantonly in the city, and the twelve gods and generals fought hard to resist but had little effect.

Teng Snake's body was full of spears, and an arrow was shot in his knee.

Seeing that a huge undead like Thain in front of him had raised his fully charged axe to chop off his head, he had already given up resistance.

Suddenly the sunlight pierced through the clouds, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in the undead's body.

This incomparably terrifying undead just turned into a cloud of dust, dying silently.

As the light fell, Sunlun City was bathed in sunlight, the black mist dissipated, and countless undead turned into dust and dissipated.

"Disappeared?" "It's dawn..." "Miko-sama succeeded?"

The twelve god generals looked at each other and looked out of the city in unison. Even the black mist in the distance had dissipated.

The priestesses at the top of the shrine can even see the sparkling sea in the distance.

Victory came in such a hurry, and the dawn of the sun made countless people cry with joy.

Teng Snake fell to the ground, he had no strength left to stand up.

At this time, each hand on the left and right supported him, and Qinglong and Gouchen, who were also half dead, put their hands on his shoulders.

"Hold on, I finally won, but don't die at this time..."

The three looked at each other with miserable looks, but they all smiled at the same time.

……

Under the yellow spring, Shirataki also sat down on the rocks without any strength.

The collapse is still going on, the landform of Huangquan has been completely changed, the rock stress accumulated for many years erupts, and the continuous big collapse is only a matter of time, the top rock layer collapses, and he will never guess what will happen when the time comes.

The silence was only temporary, and he could hear the faint sound of cracks spreading across the rock.

But he was sitting here, looking at Izanami's body, but he didn't even have the strength to move.

He is weak.

It's like emptiness after eighteen times a night, all-round emptiness, and it's just a little bit away from death.

Shirataki knew that it was impossible for him to dig a way out, and he didn't bother to dig a way out.

Izanami has been subdued, and the crisis in Sun Ring City has also been resolved.

His original purpose of coming here has also been achieved. After the gods of Huangquan die, the order will return to peace.