The God and Buddha are actually me

Zhengyuan County, suburbs.

Zhang Jiuyang followed the demonic aura and tracked it all the way here. He heard the sound of fighting from afar. The demonic aura filled the woods, and big trees kept falling down, as if there were giant beasts fighting.

"Xiaoyu!"

Dashachun shouted loudly, very anxious.

In an instant, the fighting stopped, and then a woman's voice sounded in the woods.

"Husband, go away, don't worry about me!"

Then, a contemptuous laugh sounded.

"White Bone Spirit, so this is your cheap husband. You dare to betray the king for a fool?"

"I'll kill him now!"

A black demonic aura attacked, turning into a demon with a wolf head and a human body, ten feet tall, with muscles knotted like fine steel, holding a heavy mace, and human flesh hanging on the steel spikes.

The demonic aura was so strong that it was comparable to that of a fourth-level cultivator.

This wolf leader is one of the generals under the mountain king. He practices the howling moon magic and has been taught the secret art of body training by the mountain king. He is extremely powerful.

A mace weighs a thousand pounds. It is easy to split mountains and rocks. It will rot if it is rubbed, and it will die if it is hit.

The wolf leader roared, and the magic power was poured into the weapon. The mace immediately raised a whistling wind, like a mountain pressing down on the top, and smashed towards Dashachun.

If this stick hits hard, it will be enough to turn Dashachun from head to toe into meat paste.

"No!"

A female figure flew out of the woods. Her belly was bulging high. She was already pregnant. Her face was pale and blood was dripping from the corners of her mouth. She was obviously seriously injured.

She looked at her husband under the mace with horror and despair in her eyes.

Dashachun showed her a silly smile, as if he was finally relieved to see that she was alive, but ignored the mace on his head.

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared and blocked him.

The brilliant silver light burst out, as if it was the silver-bodied Arhat worshipped in the temple, full of indestructible flavor.

Immortal golden body!

Clang! ! !

Sparks flew everywhere, and the wolf commander's stick hit him firmly, but his face changed drastically. He felt a violent recoil force coming, and he almost lost his grip on the weapon. He stepped back several steps before he barely stopped.

He looked at the silver-bright, unscathed figure in disbelief, as if in a dream.

You know, if he hit it with this stick, even a lump of iron would be turned into powder, but the man in front of him was fine?

Could it be that the masters of the Jizhou army came to check?

No, run!

In front of this figure, he felt a huge pressure, a strong man that he could hardly match!

A voice sounded slowly.

"I'll collect some interest from you for the account between me and your king."

As soon as the words fell, a dragon roared, and a golden light flew past, entangled and tied up the Wolf Commander who was trying to fly away.

With a plop, the Wolf Commander fell to the ground, and the flying technique could no longer be used.

But the Four Realms Great Demon did have some tricks. He did not give up resistance under the Dragon Binding Rope, but let out a howl from his mouth, and suddenly a strong wind blew around him, and even a bright moon appeared in the sky.

Howling Moon Demonic Technique!

The hazy moonlight sprinkled on his body and poured into his limbs, as if he was covered with a layer of silver armor. In an instant, his demonic power increased greatly and his muscles swelled.

Roar!

The Dragon Binding Rope was actually stretched a little by him.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed, worthy of being one of the generals under the seat of the mountain king. There was something about the Howling Moon Demonic Technique. A Dragon Binding Rope alone could not subdue him.

"Master, what should we do?"

Looking at the wolf leader who was about to escape, Lu Hou seemed a little anxious.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Jiuyang took off the treasure gourd from his waist, smiled faintly at the wolf demon, and said: "Thank you for the moonlight sent by General Wolf, I will be disrespectful to refuse it."

After that, he pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, and the treasure gourd opened automatically, emitting a strong suction force, and actually sucked the scattered moonlight into the gourd.

This suction force is extremely strong, not only because of Zhang Jiuyang's manipulation, but also because the gourd itself is longing for these moonlight.

This 'gourd master' is born with the ability to absorb the sun's essence and moonlight and refine it into gold and jade treasure liquid. The wolf leader's howling moon magic is just overcome by it.

Sure enough, although the wolf leader was extremely unwilling and roared, he could only watch the moonlight being taken away by the gourd, and he couldn't get any of it.

The dragon-binding rope that was about to be stretched out tightened again, tightly wrapped around him, and even manifested a dragon head, biting the wolf leader's neck and absorbing his demonic power.

Zhang Jiuyang walked over slowly and reached out to pick up his mace.

His body was still flowing with brilliant silver light, and every inch of exposed muscles was full of strength and masculine beauty.

Buzz!

This mace had killed countless innocent lives, and it had actually developed a vicious nature, struggling in Zhang Jiuyang's hands.

He opened his eye between his eyebrows, and under his fire eyes, the many resentments remaining on the mace emerged one by one, and he saw scenes of extreme misery.

The mountain king liked to eat hearts, and because it was inconvenient for him to go down the mountain, he often sent the wolf leader down the mountain to "hunt" for him.

Over the years, he didn't know how many innocent people he had captured. Unlike the mountain king who liked to eat hearts, he didn't like to eat them, but to practice stick skills with mortal heads, and was very obsessed with the wonderful sound when he smashed the human skull with a mace.

Different skulls make different sounds when they are smashed. Children's sounds are crisp, old people's sounds are muffled, women's sounds are like bells, and men's sounds are like clocks.

Based on these sounds, he also composed lyrics and music, and played them for Shanjun at the Tongtian Banquet, which was highly praised.

Over time, this mace was entangled with countless resentments and became a rare treasure.

"Hmph, how dare you act so recklessly with a little demon weapon?"

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes turned cold, murderous intent boiled in his heart, and he exerted force with both hands. With the blessing of the immortal golden body, his physical strength was already terrifying. Coupled with the increase of pure Yang golden elixir, it was enough to rival the great demon. .

The mace kept bending, and in the end it even became an arc.

Click!

With a shattering sound, this indestructible mace, which had killed countless lives, was broken directly into pieces by him with both hands.

"Who...are you?"

Blood had come out of Commander Wolf's mouth, his eyes were bulging, and he was staring at Zhang Jiuyang.

He was very unwilling to accept that he was so beautiful in the mountains. Even if he went down the mountain, the people in the Ancient General Temple would not be able to catch him with his escape skills and magic spells, but he did not want to fall into the hands of a stranger who suddenly appeared.

Zhang Jiuyang did not speak, his brows and eyes were burning with red-gold flames, as if he could see through the sin deep in his soul.

"Do you enjoy cracking skulls with this stick?"

His voice was cold, and he threw away half of the mace body, leaving only the half with the head. The silver light on his body disappeared, and he put away the immortal golden body.

He didn't want the other person to die too quickly.

Bang!

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhang Jiuyang hit him on the head with a stick, blood and flesh flew everywhere, one eyeball was smashed out, and it rotted on the ground and oozed pus.

"Sorry for smashing it."

"Come again."

Bang!

Another great one!

"Still hard?"

"I just like you as a tough guy."

One stick, one stick, another stick!

At first, the wolf commander was very stubborn and said nothing, but as Zhang Jiuyang hit him with the stick, and as his eyeballs, nose, and skull fragments continued to fall, he finally began to be afraid.

Threatening, begging for mercy, crying, then insulting, and finally the voice became smaller and smaller...

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Jiuyang finally stopped.

He casually threw down the mace stained with white pulp and blood, and looked at the corpse of the wolf demon that was already beyond recognition with cold eyes.

"Not to mention, the sound... is indeed kind of beautiful."

In the distance, Xiaoyu clutched her belly and shuddered subconsciously.

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