Infinite Script Killing

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other, but they were greatly encouraged. If others had said these words, everyone would only say, this is a stick.

Beating up the lost dog, knocking down the wall and pushing others down, acting pedantically, just like the sour scholar in the court who can only talk about the truth, talking about moral articles, but it is harmful to the country and the people.

But when this sentence came out of Yang Hong's mouth, it was different.

Because he has such strength and a pure Yang energy, he gives people the feeling of infinite light.

Just like those bright and majestic male protagonists in the story, they must imitate the sages in history and use the upright way to wipe out the demons in the world.

At that moment, Jiuyang Zhenjun clapped his hands and applauded, and the ancient Tibetan monks shouted Amitabha. Even the old man from Gusu was greatly moved. He quickly wrote a close-up in his notebook. A sentence with the saint's legacy was enough to make Xu Tong The reputation has once again risen to a higher level.

"Villain!"

Seeing everyone's admiring glances at Yang Hong, Di Chou cursed in his heart: "You're just trying to gain fame, you're a hypocrite!"

If this despicable man was as great as he said, how could Shenwuguan use his despicable skills to take away Ji Meng Yuan Dan?

Who was responsible for framing the Humen murder case? ?

Who did it while King Xiao was in retreat, plundering and plundering the property of the princes and ministers of Zhongdu? ?

They used force to force the Northern Barbarians to sign a treaty that was humiliating and humiliating the country, and gave them the land of eight states in Heaven. Why didn't you mention these things? ?

One after another, none of them are aboveboard. Now they are still wearing a mask of hypocrisy. Why are there such shameless people in the world? ?

Di Chou asked himself that he was not a good person, but he asked himself sincerely, even if he was bad, he still wanted to be bad.

But compared with Yang Hong, a guy with a human face and an animal heart, he is still far behind. This guy is just a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Xu Tong seemed to notice Di Chou's resentful eyes. He looked sideways at Di Chou. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, but it made Di Chou feel strong contempt.

Yes, it's the kind of gaze that looks aloft, hiding oneself in the light, and criticizing others.

It’s about the same feeling as a keyboard warrior across the screen, when he operates the keyboard.

The only difference is that the keyboard warrior died in the face of the light, but Xu Tong relied on his superb acting skills to hide himself in righteousness from the beginning.

Only by occupying the righteousness and the commanding heights of morality can he be clear of all evil, and can he legitimately do what he wants to do under the guise of killing the evil god.

So much so that Xu Tong himself couldn't tell whether the person he was playing at the moment was good or evil.

But whether he is a good person or a bad person, as long as he has a clear conscience, Xu Tong doesn't mind playing Yang Hong more perfectly.

No matter how angry Di Chou was in his heart, he did not dare to reveal the true face of this thief at this time. He looked at the statue in front of him and saw that there was a fluorescent light as big as a sesame seed on the forehead of the statue. This was a sign that the God of Vitality was about to come. .

"Wait, wait until the spirit god comes, and I'll see if you can still be tough!"

Thinking of this, Di Qiu simply calmed down and concentrated on using his magical powers to bless the Yuan Qi God, praying for the Yuan Qi God to come as soon as possible.

Xu Tong lowered his eyes slightly, holding a long sword in his hand, and saw that he was bathed in the sun. In the eyes of all the martial arts heroes, he was like a banner representing the right path of the world, standing tall and upholding justice.

So if Xu Tong doesn't move, they won't move either. It's a pity that there are no cameras in this era, otherwise they would have to take pictures of this moment. After all, today they are facing off against the world's best swordsman.

This honor alone is enough for them to brag about for half a lifetime.

"call……"

A gust of cool wind blew over his face, Xu Tong's eyes flickered, and the entire Songshan Mountain was trembling.

A huge divine power began to revive, Di Chou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and finally showed a ferocious smile on his face.

He suddenly turned around and glared at Xu Tong and others: "The God of Vitality has arrived, why don't you kneel down and worship!"

After the words fell, the statue behind him trembled, and the huge divine power enveloped the entire Songshan Mountain.

"Plop!"

This subordinate is a first-rate master who has become a heavenly being. He cannot bear the pressure and kneels down directly.

Celestial beings are humans after all. Facing gods, they are only slightly bigger than ants. Not only celestial beings, but also land gods, when faced with the aura of gods, they feel overwhelmed in an instant. a feeling of.

Luckily for Monk Guzang and Xu Tong, their strength is already infinitely close to that of gods. Even Xu Tong has already stepped into the threshold of becoming an immortal. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a semi-immortal.

As for Jiuyang Zhenjun and Old Man Gusu, they are a little bit embarrassed.

Old Man Gusu's heart skipped a beat. It was a long, long time ago when the gods came to the world, and they have not appeared in the world for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that once they came to the world, they would be so terrifying.

For a moment, the old man from Gusu looked sideways at Yang Hong. When he saw that Yang Hong's expression was as usual, his anxious heart was put in his stomach.

"Yang Hong, God Lord Yuanqi has come, why don't you kneel down and die!"

As Di Qiu's voice fell, the surrounding space began to twist and tear, and countless vegetation and mountains began to split into gravel and fly up under the influence of the God of Vitality.

This is the power of the gods.

Compared with the forgotten abandoned gods in the previous script world, it is completely different. The arrival of the vitality god instantly enveloped the world in the cave. Here, it is the only ruler.

Countless bits of vitality and gravel flew up and gathered in the void, forming the appearance of a giant that covered the sky and the sun.

The giant lowered his head slightly, and his huge face quickly zoomed in front of everyone. The face kept changing. One time it was a man, another time it was a woman, an old man, a middle-aged man, a young man, a child. The gods had no form. Everyone saw it. completely different.

"The god of vitality created all things. You are my children, and I am the mistress of all things."

Kongyou's voice was filled with infinite warmth and magic. Just listening to it made people feel as comfortable and peaceful as if they were in a warm hot spring.

In an instant, many people in the world who came to seek revenge could no longer stand this kind of temptation. They knelt down on the ground and shouted slogans about the god of vitality and creation of all things.

In return, the giant in front of them opened his mouth slightly, spit out thousands of gravels and blew them on their bodies. The believers who were temporarily contaminated by these vitality gravels were shocked and felt infinite power pouring into their bodies.

Those leaders who were trapped in the realm of gods and humans all broke through their shackles in an instant and entered the realm of gods on land.

"I broke through, I broke through!!"

These sect heads and elders have already stepped into the realm of heaven and man, but taking another step forward is as difficult as ascending to heaven. If they can't find the opportunity to cut off the path, they can only stay in place for the rest of their lives.

But now, Yuanqi Shen just blew a breath, allowing them to break through the shackles out of thin air.

These leaders are like this, and the cultivation of ordinary disciples is like sitting on a rocket, jumping up and down.

The speed is too fast, so fast that one's heartbeat is about to jump to the throat. In just one breath, it jumps directly to the next level.

What about practicing Sanjiu in the winter, practicing Sanfu in the summer, and practicing hard in seclusion and studying the exercises.

It's all fake. They feel that they only need to use their hands now to break mountains and seas and dominate the world like those top masters.

Now the people who were originally unwilling to surrender immediately knelt down and worshiped in front of the giant in front of them, and they were all moved to the point of being moved.

You are my biological mother, the kind who is closer than my biological mother. From now on, even if my ancestors don’t support you, they will kowtow to you three times every day.

"Amitabha, don't be fooled by him, these are all fake!"

Seeing that everyone was confused by the spirit of vitality, Monk Guzang immediately secretly practiced Buddhism, clasped his hands together, and saw the Buddha's light behind him, in order to force everyone to wake up.

But no matter how profound his Buddhist teachings were, these people still showed no signs of waking up. Instead, they felt the power of the Buddha's light from the ancient Tibet dispelling their bodies. Point to the ancient treasure.

"What kind of Buddhist monk? Bah, I think you are also just trying to gain fame!"

"Yes, he must be jealous of us and how easy it is for us to become immortals. Hahaha, I heard that this old bald donkey even abandoned his wife and daughter at home in order to practice Buddhism."

"Oh, it turns out he is still a flower monk who has tasted meat."

Everyone said to each other, taking turns to greet the ancient Tibetan monk cordially, and some even threatened to know where the monk's home was, and when they got down from the mountain, they would go and capture his wife and daughter. You need to show him what it means to be a man in front of him.

The more these people talked, the more they went too far, as if the demonic barriers in their hearts had been completely opened, and everyone exposed their desires and ugliness.

If it weren't for the ancient Tibetan monk, who had already penetrated his heart and completely let go of his obsessions, before he was so humiliated by these idiots, he would have slapped these people directly into the Western Paradise.

"Oh, what is true cannot be false, and what is false cannot be true. If it were so easy to become an immortal or a Buddha, why would there still be all kinds of suffering in this world? Amitabha, sin, sin, sin..."

Seeing that these people were starting to go crazy, Monk Gu Zang could only sigh and say nothing.

"Yang Hong, why don't you kneel down and die!!!"

Di Chou's eyes were like lightning as he stared at Xu Tong. He saw the Yuan Qi Shen standing behind him. When his eyes swept over, he saw a huge force rushing towards Xu Tong. For a moment, he wrapped him up and made him The flesh and blood began to split, like sand, rustling...with the breeze, it was worn away bit by bit.

When everyone saw this, they were even more excited and dancing. They felt that Yang Hong would definitely die, so they swarmed up and surrounded Yang Hong. Some young people even pointed at his nose: "What kind of swordsman in the world, bah, are you carrying shoes for the God of Vitality?" If you don’t even accompany me, a fool like you will have no choice but to die.”

"Look how arrogant you are. If that old thief Zhang Yishan hadn't given you the innate divine fetus, how could you have the cultivation of an Earth Immortal? Who is Zhang Yishan? This kind of person should be cut to pieces by a thousand cuts.”

"To say that everything in the world is yours is just a dream that a poor scholar like you had before his death."

Seeing that everyone was targeting Yang Hong, Di Chou had a sinister smile on his face, as if he had seen the end of Yang Hong.

However, he underestimated the Shenwu Prince in front of him, and also underestimated the determination in Xu Tong's heart to go backwards and push forward.

Facing the angry scoldings of everyone in front of him, Xu Tong was not angry. He just raised his head and looked at the giant in front of him: "Among the gods in the sky, there is no one called the God of Vitality. The methods you use are more like inferior. Yanshu, so who are you?"

Facing Xu Tong's questioning, the appearance of the Yuan Qi Shen in front of him kept changing, and eventually the facial features gradually disappeared, and the huge face was as smooth as a mirror.

Finally, a gap opened in the mirror, revealing a huge empty eyeball, staring at Xu Tong like an abyss, as if he wanted to see all Xu Tong's secrets clearly.

It's a pity that although Xu Tong is an earthly immortal, half of his feet have already stepped into the realm of gods and returned to nature. Even gods can't peep into Xu Tong's secrets so directly.

"If you don't want to tell me your name, can I say that you are not a righteous god yourself, but an abandoned evil god. You don't even know your origin. In your confusion, you were thrown out and used as a chess piece. !”

"You bastard, Yang Hong, you dare to speak so loudly even when you are about to die!"

Seeing that Xu Tong dared to insult the Yuan Qi God like this, Di Chou was furious and wished he could see this person being refined into a Yuan Qi gem by the Yuan Qi God right now.

But no one paid attention to Di Chou, and Xu Tong didn't even look at him.

He stared at the abyss-like pupils in front of him and continued to ask: "Did I make a mistake? You are not the God of Abandonment, but...the God of Death?"

Hearing the word "God of Death", the giant pupils in front of him trembled violently, and a faint scolding sound came:

"Ignorant reptiles and gods of death cannot escape from the netherworld. They have perished in the long flow of history. But I am an innate god. I have been a god since I was born. What you call Yanshu is originally something of our innate gods."

"oh!!"

When Xu Tong heard this, he looked like he suddenly realized: "It turns out to be an innate god. That's really... disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Xu Tong quickly tidied his clothes and raised his hands above his head in a polite manner.

Such funny actions immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter.

The expressions on the faces of Jiuyang Zhenjun and the three others became unnatural.

"Now that I know it's not too late to beg for mercy, old man Gusu, why don't you quickly write down this scene and let everyone in the world see clearly who is worshiping my Yuanqi Divine Sect!"

Di Chou's loud laughter made the others extremely proud.

Jiuyang Zhenjun had a dark face, grabbed Xu Tong's arm, and said sternly: "If you bow down, I don't have a brother like you!"

"Honorable Sir, there is no need to worship the real Buddha, and it is useless to worship the false Buddha. You cannot worship the Buddha!"

Gu Zang was also by his side, holding Xu Tong's arm, hoping that he would wake up and not bow down.

The old man from Gusu didn't speak. He just silently took out his small notebook in his hand and looked at Xu Tong with cold eyes. If Xu Tong really bowed down, then he would only make Yang Hong's name infamy for eternity.

Seeing Jiuyang Zhenjun and Guzang Monk blocking him on the left and right, Xu Tong's expression remained unchanged. He raised his head and looked at the God of Yuanqi in front of him, whose empty eyes were staring at him, and his brows moved slightly. The two of them were shocked apart, and they bowed fiercely to the God of Vitality in front of them: "This bow will make your soul fly away!!"

I said I asked for leave today, but luckily I came back in time. I didn’t have enough time. I’ll code one chapter for you first. Don’t wait. I’ll make up the remaining chapter another day.