The old man rolled around and hurriedly went to the village to beg his grandfather and grandma for some chickens.

The villagers carefully prepared water chickens, gathered two jars of wine, sifted out the turbid wine base, and offered it to the giant spirit.

The old man poured the wine and said tremblingly: "Where did the god come from?"

The giant god ate chicken and drank from a large bowl, and said: "I have been enjoying incense and sacrifice in Yangzitang Town for two hundred and thirty-four years, and the incense has not stopped. The townspeople of Yangzitang Town call me Yang Xiangong. I follow the city god's decree to capture the key criminal.

Xu Ying. Do you have a daughter? Let her sing and drink."

The old man cried: "If I can't afford a wife, how can I have a daughter?"

The giant spirit glanced at the neighbor's house and saw a girl, so he invited her to sing and listen to the entertainment, and asked: "How old is she?"

"Twelve years old."

"Twelve years old is still young. Don't get married when you are fourteen or five years old. I will favor you. The matchmaker is marrying you and I will not humiliate you."

The giant god threw a chicken drumstick to the girl, and the girl hurriedly ate the drumstick with a look on her face, tears of gratitude, and the greediness of the old man next to her made her Adam's apple roll.

At this time, the giant spirit felt something. He looked towards the entrance of the village and saw a slightly thin young man walking towards him.

The young man was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but he was very tall, with broad bones and big hands and feet. Although his clothes were shabby, his appearance was majestic, and there was a trace of unruly unruliness hidden in his brows.

The young man's complexion is not good, his eye circles are dark, sunken, and his energy and blood are insufficient.

Behind him was a big snake, black and white, several feet long, and born with a demonic aura.

"The God-Slayer promises!"

The giant god laughed loudly, stood up, and said with a loud voice: "The other gods are rushing to the northwest, thinking that they can stop you there, but I am smart and know that you may go the other way. So I will stay here.

As expected, I’ve been waiting for you!”

The young man was Xu Ying, and he was not panicked when he heard this.

The snake demon An Qi shouted: "Since you know that the person coming is a god-killer, why don't you get out quickly? Lingling Judicial Officer Zuo Dingquan and Prison Warden Wei Chu both died in the hands of Young Master Xu. There are still theirs on the stone mountain.

The corpse is the evidence! Huang Siping, the God of Stone Mountain, had one of his legs chopped off by Young Master Xu and fled! If you know what is going on, get out of here right away, your Master Xu and Master Niu will give you a way to survive!"

The giant spirit was surprised and said with a smile: "Xu Ying, the God of Stone Mountain is the demon king, the warden, and the judicial officer is the Nuo master. They were defeated in your hands. It seems that you do have some abilities. But how can you be sure? I

Weaker than them?"

He stepped forward, flicked his fingers, and a stream of incense gas shot out, as fast as lightning, turning into a sharp arrow in mid-air, piercing the unprepared snake monster and nailing it to the ground!

An Qi was so painful that tears flowed down his face. He knew that he had encountered a hard problem and shouted: "You captured the fugitive Xu Ying. What does it have to do with me, Niu An Qi? Why did you hurt me?"

The giant ignored him, lightly touched his palm, and the scent of incense in his palm formed a sharp sword that was more than ten feet long. He flicked the sword with his fingers, and the sword sounded clear and clear. He said leisurely: "Kneel down and make a promise. Don't resist me, let me

Cut off your head and take it to the City God!"

"Kneel down?"

Xu Ying clenched his fists, looked down at his fists full of wounds, and curled up his lips stubbornly, "When I killed Jiangjiatian's spiritual master, I secretly swore that I would never kneel on a wooden or clay sculpture again."

god."

The young man's blood boiled, and a god-man with an elephant's head and body formed behind him, which was more than ten feet tall. He roared loudly at the giant god, and the roar was earth-shattering.

Xu Ying raised his head, his eyes shining like stars in the dark night: "I was born free, and whoever dares to ride on my head, call me a slave, or tell me to kneel down, I will beat him to death!"
Chapter completed!