Let’s not talk about the happy life of Chen Daji and Chang Chong in the fantasy world. After Wang San left the village, he reached the top of the snow-capped mountains in one step.
If someone sees this incredible scene, they will definitely have an illusion:
It was not Wang San who was climbing the mountain, but the mountain itself shrank and moved quickly to his feet.
This is the unique realm of the Supreme Emperor:
The king comes to the country, and all things surrender!
Throwing the flying snake meat in his hand into the air, Wang San faintly uttered four words.
“Go back to the origin and seek the source.”
The snake meat turned into a streak of black air, first tremblingly bowed to Wang San three times, then screamed and flew away at high speed.
At the same time, the ancient god in the mountain col seemed to sense something and raised his head to look at the sky in confusion.
Although he has been in the world for some time, he still seems unable to speak proficiently.
"Why...so..."
Hidden table in the book:
The flying snake hidden in the body of the cat-faced old lady was originally one of the thousands of poisonous poisons that made up the body of the ancient god.
Under Xu Fu's arrangement, he used it to plot against the deaf mother-in-law, and then planned to kill Hua Jiunan and others.
Unexpectedly, it is not as good as God. Now that the Supreme Emperor has been angered, he naturally found the ancient god under the influence of cause and effect.
Wang San snorted coldly when he found the culprit.
"die!"
The big hand covered with calluses clapped in vain;
In the mountain col, a giant golden palm descended from the sky with endless wind and thunder.
It's just that this giant palm cannot be seen by others, and it has no impact on others at all.
There was a cause and effect, Wang San only targeted Gu Shen and Xu Fu.
In their eyes, the golden giant palm was as big as the sky, and even the texture in the palm was like a chasm!
Under such power, it seems that any resistance is like a mantis trying to block a car...it has no effect at all!
Xu Fu was completely frightened and even gave up resistance, waiting to die quietly in a daze.
Even the iron fist that Xue Zhi waved to his chest was ignored.
"Is this the Supreme Emperor?"
The performance of the ancient gods is much more complicated:
Sensing the aura of the Supreme Emperor, he first showed an inexplicable expression of surprise, expectation... and even deep nostalgia.
Like a child who has been abandoned for a long time and meets his parents accidentally while wandering...
But when he sensed Wang San's murderous intent, all his complicated expressions instantly turned into confusion and helplessness.
Then there was shock, confusion, unwillingness, and anger!
That child who was abandoned and suffered so much, thought he would be greeted with affectionate hugs from his parents, but in the end, he was greeted with a sharp knife piercing his heart!
"No!"
The ancient gods looked up to the sky and roared.
The body composed of stumps, broken arms, strange snakes and venomous insects squirmed, turning into a black skull the size of a mountain, rising into the sky toward the giant hand.
"Why...why..."
There was a loud bang, like thunder on the ground.
The black skeleton transformed by the ancient god was shot to pieces, and endless black flesh fell like rain.
Also falling together were three drops of golden blood.
On the top of the snow mountain, Wang San looked at the wound on his fingertips and frowned, asking the same question as the ancient god.
"Why?!"
This brief question was quickly suppressed by the emperor's anger.
"No matter what, anyone who hurts my mother will not be forgiven!"
After saying that, he raised his big hand and was about to take another photo when he saw resentment suddenly rising from the mountain col.
The bluestone coffin that once competed with Zhang Jiao for Dao Zang appeared out of thin air, and with a roar, the remains of the ancient god, Xu Fu, Banla Tengu, etc. were included in it.
Then it disappeared in a flash.
Disappearing with them were the three drops of Emperor's blood.
When Wang San saw this scene, his majestic face showed deep helplessness.
"Bluestone burial in the middle of the mountain...I can't take action against you..."
Yan Bi seemed to fall into deep memories.
After a long time, he sighed and returned home silently carrying his gun.
It's just that even Wang San himself didn't notice that the distance he walked with each step was slightly deviated.
Although this deviation is minimal, it is already there.
You must know that when the emperor travels, every move he makes is strictly regulated, and there will never be even half a difference...
All of this was said to be too late and too soon.
From the moment Wang San made his move to the time the bluestone coffin retreated, it almost happened in the blink of an eye.
By the time Xue Zhi, Hui Lao Liu and others reacted, everything was over.
All that was left on the opposite side was the uncontrolled hanging corpse.
Everything that just happened seemed so weird.
Hui Laoliu had already realized that something was wrong and hurriedly spoke to Xue Zhi.
"Brave general, if something goes wrong, there must be a monster!"
"Sixth, I'm worried that something will happen to the little gentleman, so I'll go home first and take a look!"
After finishing speaking, he was about to turn around when another reminder came out.
"General, you must return to your mansion as soon as possible to take charge!"
Hearing this, Xue Zhi nodded deeply, roared like a tiger and headed straight for the General Temple.
Duan Liming, the headless general, grabbed Li Lanxi's body and placed it on his horse, followed closely with a roar.
"Master Hui, we will see you later!"
"If the Major General encounters a crisis, just send someone to report it, and we will rush to support!"
At this time, Hui Laoliu was extremely anxious. As he was running along, he happened to meet Chang Huaiyuan, who was dressed in white and snowy.
On the shoulder of the head of the Chang family, lay the little mouse that broke out to report the news.
Although the little guy was covered in bruises and even mentally depressed, his life was no longer in danger under Chang Huaiyuan's treatment.
Seeing Hui Lao Liu Chang Huaiyuan, he was stunned and then asked.
"Brother Six, why are you here?!"
"Where are the others, General?!"
Hui Lao Liu was "returning like an arrow", so he pulled Chang Huaiyuan and ran back.
"Brother Chang, don't worry, the general has returned to his mansion safely."
"The top priority now is to get back to Mr. Little!"
"I'm worried...I'm worried that someone else will plot against us tonight!"
Chang Huaiyuan was shocked at first when he heard this, and then immediately felt relieved.
"Sixth Brother, if you care, you will become confused."
"Deaf Witch Zhu wishes that if Song Lao is in charge of his family, even if all the evil creatures from the north come to attack, he may not be able to win."
After hearing the words, Hui Laoliu thought about it for a moment, with a wry smile on his face.
Then he slowly slowed down: "Hey, brother Chang can see clearly, I was really confused just now!"
"Old Arimatsu..."
"Why is Mr. Song in front!"
Chang Huaiyuan was shocked when he heard this:
Sure enough, I saw a green pine tree hanging like a canopy over the woods in front of me.
Under the green pine, two giant ghosts and hundreds of other fierce ghosts of all kinds were suppressed.
It was none other than Sun Travel God Wen Liang and others.
Huang Zuo and his wife, on the other hand, were laughing and farting at the ghosts.
At this moment, half of them have been smoked out.
The remaining half was also burnt all over and lay on the ground vomiting.
At this time, the god of travel was gentle and tried to use words to try to get rid of Song Lao.
"Tree God, you have lived in harmony with the world for thousands of years and have cultivated the pure and natural way."
"Are you going to break your precepts today because of two mere beasts and embarrass yourself and the other gods of the underworld?!"
If Wen Liang said this on normal days, Song Lao might actually sigh and let him go.
But today, for some unknown reason, the old man didn't say a word, and just kept silent.
A lot of things have taken root and sprouted here, and they don’t want to change the status of the place for thousands of years...
For a person like Chang Huaiyuan, when he saw the scene in front of him, he could guess what was going on after just a little thinking.
With a secret shock in his heart, he ducked in front of Wen Liang and looked at him with cold eyes.
"Wen Liang, I still know you!"
Hearing the slightest sound from this "nightmare", Riyushin subconsciously trembled all over his body.
The unbearable past events suddenly flooded into my mind like a tide.
"Chang, Chang Huaiyuan?!"
"You, why are you here!"
"Don't mess around, don't mess around!"
The head of the Chang family was eager to figure out everything, so he was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him.
"Tell me, who is instigating what happened tonight?!"
"It's best to recruit them truthfully, otherwise... Huh! Chang cultivates the way of killing!"
When Huang Zuo saw that his side had received strong reinforcements again, he couldn't help but feel more at ease.
So he said with a smile.
"What a big deal, isn't it just execution to extract a confession? Brother Chang doesn't have to do the killing, leave it to me."
After saying that, he walked up to Hiyuki God in a leisurely manner, with his butt facing his face.
"A fart soaring into the sky stuns this little brat, so of course he says anything!"
Having known each other for thousands of years, Chang Huaiyuan naturally knew that Huang Jiaxian's natal magical powers were not just bad smells.
There are also many other side effects...wonderful effects.
So he nodded, raised his hands and said to Mr. Song.
"Please also ask the tree god to return home first. Chang and Sixth Brother are worried about changes in the family."