Three hundred and fiftieth chapters alone into the knife mountain
Nan Hairen has always felt that Omaba has a kind of cruelty, but he can't tell the specific thing. Since he used to be a god of killing, why did he become a believer in gods later? This person doesn't seem that simple.
Nan Hairen looked at Pudes, the mountain-moving god, with a strange look, and whispered something softly as he walked beside Omaba.
The three Mountain God Pudes didn't pay attention at all. After observing this strange thing for a while, they started practicing alone.
The two seemed to have had a heated argument, and then Nan Hairen took out the Grass God Token. Omaba stared at the Grass God Token with cold eyes for a while, and nodded helplessly in agreement.
Nan Hairen returned to the original place happily, lying on the ground comfortably, recalling every bit of the past in his heart.
I don't know how long it took, but the Fu Kong Silkworm began to squirm violently. Omaba turned around and said, "We're already here, let's go out."
Nan Hairen looked at the turbid space outside that was rippling at will, stretched out comfortably, and flew out with Omaba. As soon as Nan Hairen walked out of the air-containing silkworm, he smelled a smell. This was not an ordinary smell, but the smell of swords.
The taste, the taste of Dao Ling Jian Qi!
Omaba was in the turbid space, pointing in the direction of the rippling space in front of him and said: "This is the space isolation zone, and the front is the domain of the Sword God. We can't break in at will, so we stopped here."
Nan Hairen checked his surroundings. Apart from some changes in the texture of the space, which may have been affected by the sword energy, he suddenly said: "Omaba, how do you know this place? Do many people know about the territory of the Sword God?"
Omaba still had a cold look on his face, and said solemnly: "The secluded place of the Sword God is known to all the gods in this sea of stars. It is not a secret, but few people dare to disturb his old man at will."
Nan Hairen laughed and said: "Haha... His grandma really has extraordinary strength. It's different. No one dares to come even if I know it. Her demeanor and magnanimity are worthy of that of a god."
Pudes, the mountain-moving god, looked ahead with a serious face and said slowly: "The king of gods in the divine domain, the number one master of swordsmanship, of course must be magnanimous."
Nan Hairen suddenly separated the three clones of Demon King, Immortal and Demon, and they were busy doing something around. Pudes had a bad feeling and asked curiously: "Third brother, what are you doing? Why are you not talking to us anymore.
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Mountain-moving God Pudes was also very strange. He stared at Nan Hairen's clone for a while and murmured: "God array? What is the third brother doing setting up the divine array here?"
Before he finished speaking, Nan Hairen had withdrawn his clone and said loudly: "We're done! I'll leave it to you, Omaba, to do what I said." Omaba frowned and said nothing.
Pudes, the God of Mountain Moving, said loudly: "Third brother, what are you doing setting up the divine formation here? Do you want to lure the Sword God out?"
Nan Hairen shook his head, stared at him for a long time, and said slowly: "Second brother, if I don't come back within a hundred years, you don't have to wait any longer. Just leave. With the skills and strength you have now, I believe that in the end,
One day I will become an ancient god-level super master..."
Pudes, the mountain-moving god, seemed to suddenly understand something and shouted: "Third brother! What are you doing! Come back!"
As he spoke, he reached out to hug Nan Hairen, but unfortunately he missed it. Nan Hairen showed a friendly smile and said: "Second brother, have you forgotten my afterimage of God? Haha, take care of yourself, brother!"
Pudes, the mountain-moving god, was about to rush forward when a fuzzy gas rushed up to block him. He struggled frantically with the power of the Vajra God to no avail. Nan Hairen's voice came from afar: "Second brother, don't waste your strength.
Now, the divine formation composed of pure, soft and chaotic energy just restrains your Vajra power. This divine formation can only last for a few decades before it will automatically disappear. Omaba will guard them for me."
Pudes, the mountain-moving god, felt angry in his heart. He grabbed Omaba and yelled: "You knew this a long time ago, didn't you? Damn it, why didn't you stop him and let him go to see the Sword God alone? Isn't that asking for death?
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Omaba stared at the mountain-moving god Pudes coldly, and said: "If you have one more person, I am seeking death. After being a god for so many years, don't you know the strength of the God of Swords? Besides, he has the Grass God's Token in his hand, I
You can’t disobey him!”
At this moment, Pudes, the mountain-moving god, really wanted to punch Omaba to death. He had nowhere to vent his anger and was shouting Nan Hairen's name crazily. There was nothing they could do against the divine formation composed of pure, soft and chaotic energy.
No.
From the time Pudes met Nan Hairen and got along with him along the way, the two have established a deep brotherhood. There seemed to be something about Nan Hairen that attracted him and made him feel very comfortable. The Mountain God had come out before
He is famous for being tough, but this time he is also fragile and somewhat unbearable.
Pudes, the mountain-moving god, walked up and down in the formation, cursing: "What kind of brothers are you? We agreed to share hardships and live and die together, but at the critical moment you let me go, you
He’s not my fucking brother! He’s not my brother!” After a while, maybe he got tired of scolding and sat in a daze in the void.
Omaba was also surprised in his heart. He had never understood emotions, nor did he believe in them. His natural coldness was doomed to a life of loneliness. In the end, his success in cultivating gods was the power he learned through killing. Later, the King of Immortals gave him some human touch.
After understanding something other than strength, facing the true feelings revealed by the mountain-moving god Pudes, he actually felt a trace of jealousy in his heart, wondering why he didn't have such a good friend after thousands of years of cultivation.
Nan Hairen stood outside the formation for a long time. Listening to the scolding of Pudes, the mountain-moving god, his eyes also felt wet for a long time. This trip was really too dangerous. The true feelings shown by Xuan Hu when he was about to die last time touched him.
He couldn't bear to let such a good brother die together, so he decided to do this after leaving that strange place.
Nan Hairen turned around and flew out, muttering: "I'm sorry, my good second brother!"
After passing through a series of space ripples, Nanhai Rende's eyes suddenly lit up, and he came to a brand new world. This world seemed to have no distinction between heaven and earth, but it was very bright.
The clouds are steaming in the sky, and the white clouds and sun are floating in the sky, making people feel ethereal and unreal. In the distance, there are strange and dangerous green peaks. These peaks seem to have grown out of thin air, and they are actually invisible.
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The farthest mountain peak is the tallest and largest, like a sword thrust into the sky. There is a faint golden light on the mountainside, "Sword Peak!"
After Nan Hairen saw the golden light on the mountainside, he murmured two words to himself. He flew upward along the knife peak. He didn't know how long he flew but still didn't see the top. He was shocked and didn't know how high this mountain peak was.
After a long time, Nan Hairen finally reached the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain was even more foggy and confusing. Although he had the Chaos Divine Eye, his visibility was still limited. The center of the top shone with bursts of cold light, and a burst of cold air came, making him shiver involuntarily.
Trembling, Nan Hairen stabilized his divine soul, accelerated the power of chaos, adjusted the state to the best, and flew away.