When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

The thick old locust tree gradually cracked, revealing the hidden secrets inside.

It was a statue of a god as tall as three people. It was placed in the hollow shell of the tree while maintaining a sitting posture. Its eyes were closed, and its expression was neither sad nor happy, but there was an ominous and sinister aura faintly.

The appearance of the statue was mottled and flushed with blood, as if it had been watered by blood plasma. The moment the bark split, a rancid smell of blood came to the face.

The roots of the locust tree and the statue have been integrated, and countless wriggling roots extend from the feet of the statue, twisting and crawling outward.

"squeak~"

With a stiff rubbing sound, the idol, who had kept his eyes tightly closed, slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of cloudy and white pupils, staring straight at the people in front of him.

At this moment, Sester Stirrich had already grabbed Feng Qingtong's body, dragged him out of the coffin, and dragged him frantically to the statue.

The muddy eyes of the god statue immediately stared at Feng Qingtong's body, like a starving ghost staring at a table full of delicacies, with undisguised greed in his eyes.

"This is the body you dreamed of, far surpassing the mud puppets made by ordinary people!" Sester waved his bloody palm and shouted loudly, "This is the sacrifice I offer to you at this moment..."

Before he finished speaking, the hooded man over there dragged the wooden man to a distance, turned around and returned, kicked him while he was not paying attention, and kicked him to the ground!

After kicking Sester, the man in the hood hurriedly grabbed Feng Qingtong's body, regardless of the body's face-to-ground posture, trying to drag the body away with all his strength.

But he seemed to have trouble with his hands and feet, he didn't have any strength at all, and his dragging movements were relatively slow.

And the idol will not give up the fat that has been sent to its mouth at all, and countless roots have squirmed to reach it.

Sester also got up from the ground again, spat out the sand he ate in his mouth with a "pooh", turned his head and punched the hooded man angrily: "Traitor!"

"Hiss~~" The hooded man was knocked down by a punch, and rolled aside, clutching his hit shoulder and gasping for air, as if he had been hit on a sore spot.

At this time, countless roots, large and small, entangled up, entangled Feng Qingtong's unconscious body, and dragged it towards the greedy mouth of the idol.

Seeing this, the hooded man finally became anxious.

He didn't try to get up and confront the statue, but quickly took off the coat he was wearing, revealing his true face and his scarred arm.

His face was ordinary, at best he could only be considered handsome, with a pair of square-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, two thick dark circles under his eyes, and a social animal face that looked like he often worked overtime.

But his sleeves were rolled up, and there was a bright red fresh scar on his exposed arm. The wound stretched from the wrist to the shoulder. It looked extremely frightening, but the wound was very shallow.

The man in the hood endured the severe pain, pushed open the wound that was about to heal, and shouted loudly: "Boss Feng, your bird shell is almost swallowed by others! Still can't get it out?"

As he shouted anxiously, bits of brilliant light overflowed from the wound on his arm, gathered into a soft light cluster in the air, and drifted towards the old locust tree.

At this time, the statue had already wrapped Feng Qingtong's body layer by layer, and dragged it to his mouth. The originally cracked bark was also gradually closing, and it seemed that he was about to completely take away the body in front of him...

At the critical moment, the group of weak light directly sank into the body wrapped by the tree roots.

In the next second, a red flame suddenly burst out from among the layers of wrapped tree roots!

Countless rays of light emanated from the gaps in the tree roots, and flames rose out of thin air, burning the surrounding tree roots instantly.

The god seemed to be suffering from pain, trembling and retracting the roots, as if he was in a hurry to eat hot tofu, but his mouth was severely scalded, and hurriedly spit out the half-swallowed body.

And amidst the countless rising ashes, a phoenix with long tail, red and gorgeous feathers struggled out from the cracked tree roots, stretched its wings, and soared into the sky.

The phoenix's feathers were as brilliant as a burning flame. When the wings and feathers shook, countless flames fell one after another, like a mighty rain of fire.

Sester Stirridge's eyes widened, and he stared at the phoenix spreading its wings in a daze. Finally, he figured everything out, turned around and rushed at the man in the hood angrily: "Bastard! Traitor! Treacherous thief! You are not There is no soul that destroys this body!"

"You just destroyed the bottle that stored the soul...you hid the soul of the phoenix in the wound you made, and quietly nourished it with your own flesh and blood to ensure that the soul of this stupid bird would not dissipate in the air... You have already planned it!"

He roared angrily, knocked the frail hooded man to the ground, and raised his fist frantically.

The phoenix soaring in the air let out a clear cry, and flew down with a flap of its wings, and with a flick of its wing feathers, it flew the crazy Sester out.

Then, Phoenix carefully held the hooded man in his claws, bent his slender neck, and faced the hooded man's face with his gorgeous phoenix crown, Feng Qingtong's voice came out from the bird's beak: "Si Jiuliu! My body was dragged face down!"

The hooded man who showed his true face—Boss Feng's personal assistant and department manager, and the animal department Jiuliu who often works overtime, coughed weakly and raised his injured arm: "I have no strength in my hands, so I can only drag Let's go."

Feng Qingtong, who showed his original shape, glared at him with those phoenix eyes: "You are so talented! You have dealt with terrorists under my nose for three years, and I didn't find out until now!"

"Boss Feng, look at what you said! If I hadn't been here to give you an internal response, you would have been killed today!" Si Jiuliu curled his lips, "If I had been more determined, you, a vicious capitalist, would have been hanged long ago. The street lights are on!"

Feng Qingtong: "..."

Old Phoenix is ​​angry!Angry!It's fried!

The crimson feathers all over his body were propped up in a mess, without the luxurious and elegant temperament just now, just like a red pompom.

At this moment, the god, who was unwilling to be lonely, turned his eyes again, stared straight at the two of them with those cloudy eyeballs, and let out a buzzing vibration full of anger.

Countless tree roots rose from the ground, sweeping across the sky and covering the sky, and suddenly attacked the pair of bosses and social animals who were busy bickering.

Feng Qingtong hurriedly grabbed Si Jiuliu, and picked up the abducted girl who had turned into a wooden figure with her other paw, soaring into the sky with her wings, avoiding those tree roots like poisonous snakes.

Even though he moved very flexibly in the air, those tree roots and vines followed him like a shadow, biting behind them like tarsus maggots.

Several times, Feng Qingtong was almost hooked by curly tree roots.

So he had to raise his flying height again and again, dodge carefully, and try not to collide head-on with those roots.

Si Jiuliu, who was caught in the phoenix claws by him, was still babbling: "Boss, you are a good food! Just now you acted so well, I thought you could kill that evil god with one breath of fire!"

Feng Qingtong: "...Although that thing is a false god that was fed out, it still has some characteristics of a god."

And he is just a phoenix!

The phoenix is ​​nothing but a large and rare bird that lives for a long time. Countless evil gods cannibals are burned to death in one bite... You are thinking fart!

At this moment, another tree root charged obliquely, almost knocking down the person and Phoenix together.Feng Qingtong had to turn 180 degrees in the air on the spot, dodging dangerously.

Si Jiuliu covered his face in despair: "You're so bad! You're so bad, Boss Feng! It's a shame that I had such high expectations for you... So you're really just a flamboyant rookie!"

Feng Qingtong with flamboyant feathers: "..."

You, ya, shut up!

Although the two can still find time to bicker, the current situation is not optimistic.

The boiled duck flew away suddenly, and the idol was out of anger at this time, and tried its best to catch Feng Qingtong back.

Now the open space in the middle of the village is full of dense tree roots and vines, twisting and intertwining like snakes, which can make dense phobia patients die on the spot at a glance.

Under this kind of intensive attack, if Feng Qingtong and the others could not escape smoothly, they might not be able to dodge for too long before they would be dragged down again by the roots of the tree.

But no matter how hard Feng Qingtong tried to flap his wings, he was always circling over Xiaoli Village, and he couldn't escape the shadow of the old locust tree.

As time passed, his physical strength was slowly dissipating, and Feng Qingtong couldn't help feeling restless...

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a mocking laugh crossed his ears.

The voice was so soft that Feng Qingtong almost thought it was her hallucination.

But in the next second, a deafening crash suddenly sounded, which confirmed that this was not an auditory hallucination.

Accompanied by the sound of impact, there are shock waves like turbulent currents.

Feng Qingtong held two mortals in her claws, and was shaken by the loud noise. In the end, the wings were washed by the turbulence, and they fell from the sky.

On the ground, the roots and vines that were like poisonous snakes spitting out letters before have been cut off in a straight line at the waist, and scattered all over the ground, unable to hurt anyone anymore.

The nearby land seemed to have been plowed, and around the old locust tree, a pothole with a radius of tens of miles was dug out. All the houses of the surrounding villagers were destroyed, and they were all collapsed into a pile of rubble.

The old locust tree was even uprooted, and the god statue, which had been hiding before, was completely removed from its half-covered disguise, and was forced to appear in front of everyone in its real body.

The idol was obviously punched hard, half of its stiff face was completely sunken, a cloudy eyeball was blown out, and countless fragments that smelled of blood splashed everywhere.

Different from the sinister and menacing demeanor before, this false god looks really embarrassed now!Even looked a little pitiful.

In front of the tall god statue, a slender figure floated in front of it out of thin air, unhurriedly broke off the phalanx, and said casually: "Why, I can't hide at last?"

"I've caught you..."

The huge statue trembled, and on the artificially carved stiff face, there was an expression of fear.

After seeing the familiar figure from behind, Feng Qingtong who fell to the ground immediately put her heart back into her stomach.

The real evil god has made a move, who needs to worry about a false god?

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