I’ll Quit Being a God

Lu Heng, who was in the courtyard, spoke up and called Xiao Ai, "Please ask Empress Gu Zhou to remove the formation in Shuifu. The noise may be a bit loud later, so please calm down the storm in the river."

While Lu Heng was speaking, he made a move with his right hand, and the Heavenly Tribulation Sword on Xiao Ai's back flew over with a clang, hovering in front of Lu Heng.

This sword has not been unsheathed for five years since the sword in Nanhai shocked everyone.

The Divine Meteor Tribulation Thunder bred in the sword has already reached the peak of its sword power, and its sword power is even more terrifying than when it was unsheathed in the South China Sea.

Sensing Lu Heng's state of mind, the dark green sword buzzed endlessly and trembled with excitement.

Xiao Ai was slightly shocked, understanding the intention of Lord Wolf God.

This sword...is about to be unsheathed...

But it's just against a group of ordinary evil demons with low cultivation, right? Lord Wolf God actually wants to use the Heavenly Tribulation Sword...

Xiao Ai was confused, but still respectfully accepted the order and left.

She quickly left the courtyard, entered the guest room where Shen Wuyou was sleeping, and spoke to Jiang Shen Gu Zhou beside the bed.

"Ms. Jiang Shen, Lord Wolf God please temporarily withdraw the formation around Shui Mansion. He wants to use his sword to destroy the demon."

Xiao Ai's words shocked Gu Zhou slightly.

She also heard that the wolf god's sword power was unparalleled in the world, and he once shocked everyone with a single sword in the South China Sea.

But now the Wolf God wants to draw his sword in the river...

She hurriedly withdrew the formation around the Water Mansion and headed towards the courtyard where the Wolf God was.

In the courtyard, Lu Heng gently twisted his right hand and pulled out the thin line left when he chopped off the soul of the purple fish.

Through this thin soul thread, Lu Heng could feel the purple fish's physical body.

And under the power of the Nether Soul Suppressing Seal, Lu Heng could even sense the screams and curses of those demons in the physical body on the other side.

It seemed that the group of evil spirits were still running away, fearing that Lu Heng would come to them.

But while running, the demons continued to yell and curse, obviously arguing fiercely over Ziyu's body.

Lu Heng didn't feel dissatisfied when he heard the vicious noises and curses made by the demons. He smiled slightly, directly aroused the thin thread of soul, wiped it away, turned it into the most primitive divine thought, and attached it to the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.

In the water palace where the river was surging, Lu Heng had neither a huge formation nor any seal preparations. He just flicked the dark blue sword suspended in front of him with his fingers and said with a smile.

"Go and let the evil spirit widen his horizons and see what it means to be truly unparalleled in the world."

Lu Heng's tone was calm and his smile was gentle. However, the moment his voice fell, the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in front of him buzzed suddenly and trembled with excitement.

Clang!

A harsh sword sound resounded throughout the Pangjiang Water Mansion.

The mighty sword force and sword intention spread out in all directions in an instant, and the entire Pang River water surged violently.

Seeing this scene, River God Gu Zhou was shocked and immediately understood why the Wolf God asked her to stabilize the river.

Just a trace of sword intent released from the scabbard is enough to surge the entire Pang River, turning the water into a flood and submerging both sides of the river!

The bright light radiated from Gu Zhou's body and quickly enveloped the entire Pang River water.

Dressed in divine robes, Gu Zhou continued to rise in the river. He gritted his teeth and unleashed all the power of the River God. With the power of the River Water God, he firmly stabilized the entire Pang River water.

The sword intent surging in the river made her tremble all over and her body swayed.

But fortunately, this sword intention was not directed at her. What she faced was just a trace of the aftermath, and Jiang Shenquan was there to relieve her.

——But even so, Gu Zhou's face was still slightly pale and he was shaking violently.

Incredible fear emerged in her heart.

Aftermath! This is just the aftermath!

Just a trace of the aftermath of being unsheathed was almost beyond the scope of her power.

If the Wolf God's sword was aimed at her, what kind of desperate and terrifying scene would it be?

Is this what the world's rumored sword power is like?

Sure enough, if you only listen to the rumors, you will never understand the horror of the Wolf God's sword.

However, the most terrifying thing is that the sword has not yet been truly unsheathed...

River God Gu Zhou looked at the water palace below with a pale face, and the dark green ancient sword was trembling slightly.

Then, the sword slowly rose.

Some kind of fear and shock from the depths of the soul echoed silently in the river as the sword was unsheathed.

At that moment, all the creatures in the Pangjiang Water Mansion, including the fish and fish tribe whose spiritual intelligence had not yet been awakened, were all crawling on the river bed in fear and shock.

The all-killing power of the Divine Meteor Tribulation Thunder is the most primitive fear for all living beings in the world.

It's simply impossible to resist!

Chapter 285 Unparalleled in the world (3400/4100)

Above the Pang River, the water is surging.

A large ship sailed down the river, its sails swelled, and it quickly left the green mountains on both sides behind.

As the only pure land in Huotong where no evil spirits dare to approach and wreak havoc, ships on the river still travel endlessly, maintaining the most basic commercial waterway.

It's just that in the country of Huotong where demons are raging now, even Pangjiang can no longer reproduce its former prosperity.

There are far fewer boats on the river than before the demons wreaked havoc.

Moreover, the number of guards on merchant ships was several times greater than usual.

But the big ship in front of him was obviously different.

The small ship was extremely empty. Apart from the most basic crew members, there were only a dozen wizards in black robes.

The leading wizard has a small green and white snake hanging from his earlobe, which is the witch blessing of the city.

His name is He Lanzhen.

In Huotong country, this is a celebrity.

Because the existence of Qingming Cave was dug out by Fushan City Wu Zhu with the help of the Wolf God.

In a sense, she is the inaugurator of this war between witches and evil spirits.

In the past six years, the demons of Qingming Cave hated him to the core and arranged to besiege and kill him several times.

Every time He Lanzhen narrowly escaped death.

But perhaps his life was not meant to be cut off. He Lanzhen managed to hold on every time, and after recovering from his injuries, his cultivation improved to a higher level.

In the past six years, He Lanzhen struggled on the verge of death several times, and his cultivation level far exceeded his own six years ago.

Nowadays, she has gained a great reputation, and her reputation among evil spirits is even more terrifying than that of Gongshu Jie in Thousand Needles City who kills demons without blinking an eye.

Therefore, in theory, no evil spirits dare to provoke this escort trip.

But even so, He Lanzhen did not dare to look down upon it.

Inside the cabin, there are pitch-black jars one after another, which protect the souls of hundreds of wizards who died in the war.

All died in a battle not long ago.

He Lanzhen must send the souls of these martyrs to Pangjiang Water Mansion. There must be no accidents on the way, and he must not be slack and lazy along the way.

Therefore, when the water of the Pang River shook violently, He Lanzhen on the deck suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

"careful!"

He Lanzhen's low shout echoed on the ship, making all the dozen wizards on the ship startle and subconsciously start their formation.

A burst of fiery red light quickly enveloped the entire ship, and several wizards immediately came to He Lanzhen's side with nervous expressions.

"Helan Wu Zhu, what happened?"

He Lanzhen stood on the edge of the deck, staring at the water of the Pangjiang River below, and said: "There is something strange under the Pangjiang River. Something terrifying is shaking the water of the Pangjiang River."

He Lanzhen's words made the wizards look at each other in shock.

"This... the Pangjiang Water God has a very high level of cultivation and is not under the leadership of the country. I'm afraid no evil demon would dare to act recklessly..."

"Yes, Helan Wu Zhu, did you sense something wrong?"

The wizards asked carefully, feeling that Helan Witch Zhu seemed a little nervous since he narrowly escaped death several times.

Along the way, this kind of turbulent situation happened several times, but nothing happened every time.

He Lanzhen took a deep look at them and saw what they were thinking, but she did not explain that there were indeed evil spirits looking around on the road.

She looked down at the Pangjiang River, which had regained its calmness again. After frowning for a few breaths, she suddenly smiled.

He said: "It is true that no evil spirit dares to come to Pangjiang River to act recklessly."

While the wizards looked at them in astonishment, He Lanzhen smiled and pointed to the river ahead, saying, "Look."

Following the direction pointed by He Lanzhen, the wizards all looked over.

However, on the surface of the river, the water was turbulent, but as usual, there was nothing unusual.

The wizards are a little confused... What does Helan Wuzhu want us to see?

Seeing the confused expressions of the wizards, He Lanzhen did not explain.

She stood on the deck, holding the railing with both hands, staring at the river in the distance, with a nostalgic and sighing expression.

I never thought I would see the Wolf God here again...

Such emotion arose in He Lanzhen's heart.

The next moment, a blood-red light suddenly pierced the water surface of the Pang River and rose into the sky.

Buzz!

A muffled sound sounded in the minds of all the creatures on both sides of the Pang River at this moment.

Many wizards on the deck shuddered and knelt down instantly.

The blood-red sword light was deeply engraved in their retinas, turning into the deepest fear in their souls, and flew straight to the northwest.

The violent wind was raging on the Pang River, and all the ships were shaken and creaked.

But the strange thing is that the river water seems to be sticky, clinging to these crazily swaying ships, and no ship overturned in this extremely ferocious storm.

"what is that!!!"

Hoarse and frightened shouts came from the wizards' mouths.

I could hardly believe what my eyes were seeing.

The sword light flying to the northwest seemed to split the heaven and earth and chop everything into pieces. The moment it appeared, it cruelly deprived the world of all colors.

When all sentient beings saw that sword, the world was only black and white in their eyes.

The only thing left with color is the sword light...

Unspeakable fear spread in all directions along the direction of the sword light flying into the sky.

The terrifying feeling, like the collapse of the world and the destruction of all things, spreads throughout the world.

The blood-red sword light pierced the sky and shattered the clouds, shining silently and rapidly.

Under the light of the sword, the desolate land, human cities, wild beasts in the mountains and forests, evil cultivators... At that moment, all the creatures who saw the light of the sword, regardless of their level of cultivation, whether they had spiritual wisdom enabled, whether they were evil or good, all lay down in fear without discrimination. Next, my mind is blank.

The unspeakable fear was deeply engraved in the bodies and souls of all living beings in the Huotong Kingdom on this day.

Three thousand miles of wind and snow, all the glory and majesty turned into dust at this moment!

Countless demons howled miserably, kneeling on the ground and waiting to be killed, without even a thought of resistance emerging.

Hundreds of wizards looked up blankly in the wilderness. In the deepest fear of their souls, they couldn't help but kneel down.

In the mountain stream where blood mist surged, the hidden demon howled angrily and tried to resist. However, its knees did not seem to be its own. It was unable to stand up from its knees. All its pride and nobility were ruthlessly crushed at this moment.

However, the sword light didn't even look at it. Even after passing by the mountain stream where it was hidden and noticing its existence, it didn't even want to stop for even a breath.

He flew into the distance ruthlessly and coldly, continuing to move towards the locked target.

Such indifferent disregard cruelly shattered the demon's last pride of wanting to be heroic.

In front of this sword light that overwhelms the world and trembles all living beings, there is no difference between great demons, mortals, demon cultivators and beasts.