I'm not a god anymore

Lu Heng smiled and shook his head: "It's just a possibility... In short, Xiaoxiao doesn't need to worry. She stayed in the mountains alone to practice for so long before there was no accident, and it may not happen now."

"Let's take care of ourselves first..."

Lu Heng smiled, took Xiao Ai and Shen Wuyou to say goodbye to Jiangshen Gu Zhou, and then directly left Pangjiang Shuifu and headed towards Luwu Mountain.

This time, Lu Heng no longer hurried on his way as slowly as before, but drove directly to the east in the light.

We must arrive at Luwu Mountain as soon as possible, deal with the current affairs, and then go to Fuyu Mountain to see Juechen laughing.

The four guests of Qingming Grottoes, Old Xiao Juechen, made an appointment with Lu Heng to meet at Fuyu Mountain. Now that it has been delayed for so long, if Lu Heng doesn't go, Xiao Juechen may have run out of patience waiting.

Even if it is a demon, you can't keep letting it dove.

Over the Pangjiang River, a flash of light flashed by.

Lu Heng took Xiaoai and Shen Wuyou away.

And in the wilderness more than 3000 miles away from the Pangjiang River, above a vast swamp, there is now a faint blood-red aura floating.

With this swamp as the center, within a radius of a hundred miles, there was no trace of any living creatures, and they all fled in a hurry.

The blood-red sword light that pierced the sky a few days ago spread unparalleled fear in the wilderness. Wherever the sword energy went, all living beings were panicked.

And this vast swamp has been affected the most.

Because the sword energy that spanned more than 3000 miles, the last place it landed was here...

Now the faint blood-red aura floating on the swamp, although not as terrifying as it was in the first day, still contains the power of catastrophe and punishment that the living beings fear.

God Meteor Tribulation Thunder...

In this legend, the terrifying thunder punishment that represents absolute killing, even if there is only a little breath that is about to dissipate, it still penetrates people.

So all the creatures in the swamp fled.

Now in the barren swamp, there is only rancid water flowing silently.

But at a certain moment, two figures appeared one after the other at the edge of the swamp.

They stood beside the floating blood-red air, quietly looking at the swamp in front of them, and one of the phantoms spoke.

"Ghost mother, what do you think of this sword?"

The demon known as the ghost mother is a woman with a strange complexion.She has long dark purple hair and a stocky figure, like the most common peasant woman in a small rural village, who is burly and strong because of working in the fields all year round.

Now facing the question of the ghost, the woman sneered and said.

"The power of a sword is unparalleled in the world... The sword power of the wolf god of Hanyu Mountain is indeed worthy of the name of unparalleled, no wonder he dared to boast about half an ancient sword to suppress the world."

"The power of this sword alone is the most terrifying that I have ever seen in my life. If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, who would dare to believe that someone's sword power in the world can be cultivated to such a level?"

After the ghost mother finished speaking, she looked at the ghost next to her, and said, "Xieying, it's not a good plan for you to provoke such an outrageous old monster... Are you sure you really want to go all the way to the dark?"

Regarding this, Xie Ying smiled faintly and said: "The matter has come to this, is there still a way out? If I saw this sword before the plan started, maybe I would really retreat."

"But now, there is no way out... Does Mother Ghost think that if we give up now, the wolf god won't trouble us?"

"Perhaps our names are already on His demon list."

Xieying's words made the ghost mother laugh strangely, and said: "At least we can find a place to hide, hide for a long time, hide until the cold feather mountain wolf god retreats and then come out, it's better than losing our lives... Isn't it... ?”

Chapter 292 Mutated Living Corpse (4300/4300)

The ghost mother's words made Xieying laugh and said.

"This is not the style of the ghost mother... Even if the wolf god is invincible with swords and unparalleled in the world, as long as we don't show our heads and don't face the enemy head-on, what can He do?"

"If you really want to hide and wait for it to retreat and then come out of the mountain, that would be too negative."

"This kind of ancient monster will not come out of the mountain easily. Now that it is in the world, I am afraid that it will not retreat in a short time."

"Maybe we will be boiled to death directly by him... After all, he is an old monster who has survived the catastrophe of the world. He has the method of longevity and longevity, and he will definitely live longer than us."

"Besides, we have already set up our positions, and we just wait for the wolf god to enter the game... Now that the matter has come to an end, is it true that the ghost mother is not going to fight, but is going to retreat?"

Xie Ying's question made the thick ghost mother laugh again.

She licked her lips, looked up and down the evil figure in front of her, and said.

"It's okay to fight hard, even if you lose, you will die simply. I'm afraid that if you fight to the end, you will find that the bamboo basket is empty, and you are just someone else's wedding dress... that will be uncomfortable."

The ghost mother's words meant something.

Xieying was surprised and said: "Don't you believe the ghost mother? Do you think I will take advantage of it?"

The ghost mother chuckled, and said: "That's not the case, Xie Ying Demon Venerable is still trustworthy. Those who worry about me are in the Qingming Grotto."

"The ten thousand demons and demons are so bold, they always plan before acting, and they are extremely meticulous in their actions. They can create such a huge foundation in Huotong, the land of absolute demons, that they cannot be underestimated."

"Although the Qingming Grottoes seem to be open now, the Wan Yao Mozun has never shown his face, so that the outside world doesn't even know whether it is male or female, tall, short, fat or thin, and no one knows what kind of medicine it sells in its gourd. .”

"If you and I choose to go shopping with the wolf god, and at the critical moment, the Wan Yao Mo Zun suddenly appears and cuts off... Then wouldn't we just be someone else's wedding dress?"

The ghost mother's analysis made Xie Ying ponder for a few breaths, and said: "The ghost mother's worry is indeed justified. Then let's wait a little longer and see the movement of Qingming Grotto."

"Now the God of Wolf has set his sights on the Qingming Grotto. If there are no accidents, it won't be long before there will be a result."

"We can wait until the dust settles before doing it..."

As soon as the words were finished, both of them felt the approach of some kind of breath.

Looking at each other, the figures of the two demons disappeared instantly.

And here at the edge of the dead swamp, it took a long time before two figures appeared one after the other at the edge of the swamp filled with blood-red aura.

Under the dim light, it can be seen that it is a man dressed as a musician, with a pale complexion and a slender figure, with a huge piano case on his back.

And behind the musician, followed by a woman in a red wedding dress.She was obviously wearing a red hijab, but it didn't affect her vision.

Walking on the edge of this muddy and potholed swamp, the woman in red didn't step on a single puddle.

However, after approaching the surging blood-red mist, the woman in red suddenly stopped, as if she was a little afraid of the blood-red mist in front of her.

Sensing her fear of the blood-colored mist, the musician paused and said, "I'll go ahead and have a look, Master, please stay here for a while."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the woman in red to reply—the woman in red would not reply either—the musician walked directly into the swamp, facing the surging blood-red aura in front of him, he slowly stretched out his hand and touched it. .

stab-

In the swamp, there was a stabbing sound suddenly, and there seemed to be a blood-red thunder flashing and disappearing indistinctly.

When the musician's right hand was pulled out again, it was scorched black from the electric shock.

But he didn't feel any pain, he just looked down at the scorched arm with a shocked expression.

"God's Meteor Tribulation Thunder... This sword light is actually God's Meteor Tribulation Thunder?"

He raised his head, looked at the bloody swamp in front of him, and fell into unbelievable shock.

Although blood energy is surging in the swamp today, it no longer has the terrifying aura of the moment when the sword energy fell.

But just looking at the wilderness where blood was surging silently, the musician seemed to have seen the terrifying scene when the sword energy fell that day...

God Meteor Tribulation Thunder...

The God Meteor Tribulation Thunder that only existed in legends actually appeared in the world?And it's still manipulative...

The musician's expression was so shocked that he didn't react when the woman in the red wedding dress came to him.

Until the woman in the red wedding dress passed him and walked directly into the surging blood-red mist in front of her...

stab - stab -

The blood-red air surged violently, and the blood-colored thunder flashed violently.

The moment the woman with evil aura stepped into the swamp, blood rioted wherever she went, and the remaining power of robbery and punishment kept flickering and agitating, stimulated by the evil aura on the woman.

And the weird noise finally woke up the distracted musician.

He raised his head hastily, and saw the terrifying scene of the master in a red wedding dress walking into the swamp and almost disappearing in the blood-red mist.

Suddenly startled.

"Master!"

The musician shouted anxiously, and immediately gave the order to return with his divine sense.

However, this living corpse, which has been completely controlled by him in theory, seems to be out of his control now, indifferent to his anxious urging.

Amidst the blood-red mist surging and exploding, the dim thunder light flickered violently, and the figure of the woman walked deeper and deeper, and finally disappeared from the sight of the musicians.

Completely ignored the musician's control instructions.

This scene made the musician's eyes crack.He didn't care about other things anymore, he flew up and flew towards the depths of the bloody mist.

"Master!"

The musician yelled anxiously.

The swamp filled with thunder spirit is an extremely terrifying killing field for living creatures.

No practitioner can maintain inner peace in this swamp full of thunder and punishment.

Neither can musicians.

However, compared to the pressure brought on him by the breath of thunder and punishment, what scares the musician more is the master who keeps walking into the depths of the mist.

The master didn't listen to his instructions and acted without authorization... This is a strange scene that has never happened before.

Could it be that in the depths of the bloody mist, there was something that attracted Master?

But this bloody mist is just the aftermath of the wolf god sword energy dissipating.The center of the blood mist is the location where the sword energy falls, and all life has long been extinct, and it is impossible for any living things to exist.

But Master walked straight there... What the hell happened!

In the musician's heart, he was anxious and frightened.

If there is really something in the center of the mist that attracts the master, so that the master is out of his control... It can be foreseen that no matter what it is, it is definitely beyond the scope of his response.

Absolutely an unimaginable horror!

Feeling the master walking farther and farther in the blood mist, even if he knew that the thing in the center of the blood mist was terrifying, the musician couldn't escape alone...

Chapter 293 Immortality

"Master!"

Feeling that he was getting closer and closer to the center of the blood mist, and the atmosphere of thunder and punishment in the surrounding air was getting stronger and stronger, the musician who flew past the layer of blood mist almost cried out anxiously.

At the same time, in his spiritual thoughts, he kept giving orders to return, wanting to call back Master's physical body.

However, the body of the master who was as one with him in the past completely ignored his orders.

All the divine thoughts he sent out were like mud cows sinking into the sea, without any feedback.

Moreover, the master's speed in the fog was extremely fast, and the distance between him and him was getting farther and farther.

Finally, it stopped at the center of the bloody mist.

Not moving.

Some kind of ominous premonition emerged in the musician's heart.

He became more and more anxious, and Duan Guang hurriedly passed through the swamp filled with blood mist, quickly reached the depths of the blood red mist, and saw the place where the sword fell a few days ago.

Compared with other top practitioners who were struck by heaven and earth, after the sword of the wolf god fell, there was neither a huge scar of the earth cracking and everything collapsing, nor a spiritual wind surging, and the mountains and rivers being changed. .

Except for the bloody mist that slowly spread and disappeared over the entire swamp, there wasn't even a single deep pit left in the center of the swamp.

The fall of that sword just took away the dozen or so demons and completely evaporated them from the world.

But while killing the demons, it didn't even hurt the turf in the swamp.

Everything remains as it was.

If it weren't for the blood mist sword energy slowly dissipating from the swamp, silently recounting the horror not long ago, no one would believe that a unparalleled sword energy of three thousand miles in length and width fell here.

If such a strange situation is seen in ordinary times, the musician must be very surprised, and he will study it carefully to see if the wolf god's sword falls, and the innocent are not harmed.

But now he is not in the mood to pay attention to these trivial matters.

His eyes widened slightly.

Pupils suddenly constricted.