Chapter 625: Killing God

Before the old woman finished her message, she saw the expression of the controlled servant slightly changed. Looking at the inner room, a light smoke like pink floated out, and a charming woman's laughter came out of the mist.

The women and servants around were doing their own things. The mortal eyes could neither see the pink smoke nor hear the woman's laughter.

"Oh, there is a dead old woman monk hiding in this house. If you are caught and handed over to the City God, you can get a lot of incense."

"And you, brother, are you new from outside? Why don't you come in person and have fun with me? I won't complain to the City God if I feel comfortable."

A woman with long brown hair walked out of the pink mist. She had big eyes and cherry lips, a rosy face, a pair of cat ears sticking out of her hair, and she was wearing only a thin gauze like a dancer in the building, and the protrusions were looming.

The old woman washing clothes by the pool was terrified. Her cultivation was almost exhausted. She used a magic weapon to transmit the message. Because of this fluke, she was discovered by the lustful god Yanzhi Li in the inner room.

This little god often possesses the girls in the brothels and has fun with the guests. She can attract many repeat customers. Not only the girls have to provide for her, but also the servants have to provide for her.

Because of this, any unusual movement of her is so easy to be exposed.

"Daoyou, she is a civet cat who gave up her demon body and became a god by receiving incense. Her cultivation is comparable to the late ninth realm." The old woman reminded through voice transmission.

In this time, the red powder mist has wrapped the tea-delivering servant. The cat-eared lustful god picked up the poisonous insect in the servant's body with his slender fingers.

Seeing the strange-looking poisonous insect with an eyeball on top, the lustful god showed disgust.

"It's possessed by spirits, so I'm just refining my spirit to explore your true form."

The old woman stood stiffly by the pool, watching the boy opposite her fall to the ground, and then watching the lustful god catch the poisonous insect to refine his spirit.

However, before she could despair, a cold lightning like a splash of water penetrated the lustful god's eyebrows.

There was no time to even let out a scream, let alone make a noise, the cat-eared figure in revealing clothes instantly cracked into pieces from the eyebrows down, and pieces of gold flakes fell.

The pink smoke and gauze disappeared, and there was only a poisonous insect in the original place, gnawing on the gold flakes on the ground.

With a "click", a barely audible crack sounded in the inner room, and one of the human statues with a civet cat head cracked.

The old woman was surprised by the domineering cold lightning. With her experience as a member of a great sect, she could not recognize this divine thunder, but she quickly came to her senses.

"Fellow Daoist, the girls in the building also worship a statue of a deity called Hu Xiangu. All the prostitutes in the city worship her and get close to this rouge raccoon. Now that the raccoon is dead, Hu Xiangu may come."

After the Yantongzi Gu finished eating the gold crumbs, it flashed into the old woman's body and then responded with a voice transmission: "You don't need to worry about this matter. Who are you, why are you left here, and the secrets of this place, please tell me one by one."

The old woman nodded and went back to the pool to wash clothes. While whispering, she took the clothes in the basin and washed them, just wanting to tear these dirty things into pieces.

Now that she has the opportunity to escape, she has endured the fishy smell and worked as a servant for decades, which makes her extremely resentful.

"Daoyou, my real name is Ding Zhilan. I was once a deacon of the Rebirth Sect. Ten thousand years ago, I came here with the saint of the sect. I was abandoned by that bitch to ward off disaster. Fortunately, I survived."

"I have been practicing for 20,000 years to become a true immortal, but now it has become nothing. I have been relying on evil methods like the demons to devour people. I have been lingering until now. I have fallen to the point of washing the stolen goods of these filthy people. I hate it..."

"I am not interested in your hatred. Tell me the secrets of this world that you know."

After Liu Feng interrupted, Ding Zhilan's old face was sad, and he turned to tell the secrets he had discovered in the past ten thousand years.

After a while, he stopped talking. In addition to the golden bodies of the gods, the more critical things all pointed to the origin of the gods' practice methods, the Divine Court.

There is only one great dynasty in this world, called Taiwei Divine Dynasty. Its capital is not on earth, but hidden in the sky. Usually, spiritual officials come down to pass on messages. When something big happens, it will be the turn of the gods and generals of the Divine Court to come down to earth, or even the more powerful True Lords.

"Most gods are creatures who give up their flesh, and their spirits are worshipped by incense, and they are cast into golden bodies of gods. No wonder they can nourish the spirits of others in addition to their willpower."

"And the strength of gods... the gods and generals are comparable to the early stage of a body of immortals, and the True Lords are stronger, but not more than a body of immortals. This world can raise so many one-body immortals!"

Liu Feng pondered in his heart. After the three souls of his body merged into one and refined the Taiyin Thunder Spirit, his strength increased again, but it was equivalent to an ordinary early stage of a body of immortals.

Killing the City God is indeed enough, but you need to be careful to lure out the gods of the Divine Court. Even if you kill the gods to grab the medicine, you must not be as arrogant as Yuwen Shangwu said.

"After coming here, the vitality of the cultivators in the outside world has collapsed more than that in the virtual world. Do you know why?" Liu Feng asked knowingly.

Ding Zhilan shook her head without any delay.

"When I was still practicing, I investigated this matter many times and even went underground to investigate, but I found nothing."

Liu Feng understood and stopped asking.

Zi Gu's eyeballs drilled out of Ding Zhilan's shoulder and looked at the sun above the sky. The sunlight was not white, but the possibility of being covered by the gods could not be ruled out.

While thinking, he stayed here for a moment, and suddenly said: "Your body is useless, and your soul is also seriously damaged. I will take your soul away."

"Daoyou, are you serious? I thank you for your kindness!"

Ding Zhilan's eyes were filled with tears. She just held a glimmer of hope and didn't want this Taoist to really save her.

If it were any other cultivator from the Void Realm, they would kill her to silence her or refine her residual soul after she finished speaking. This kind of thing would be completely common. If she was not dying, she would not expose herself immediately when she saw the cultivator.

She was just trying to be brave enough, and she met someone who was willing to help her. It can be said that she was very lucky.

"I was once a deacon of the Rebirth Cult. I have good experience. I will be of some use after I follow my fellow Taoist back to the virtual world. I would like to be my slave and maidservant to my fellow Taoist."

In Ding Zhilan's grateful words, the old woman's body froze first, and then she was dressed as usual, but her eyes were a little hollow.

Leaving behind an empty shell that had been poisoned by the Gu, Yan Tongzi Gu took away Ding Zhilan's incomplete soul, got into the body of the fallen boy, and walked back to the third floor.

At this time, a girl with braids in the building was jumping up and down. After jumping in, she looked back at the street outside.

There were two female beggars on the street, and the girl with crotch braids was waiting for them to follow them. Seeing that they were not fooled, she curled her lips, took the teapot from the boy's hand, and filled herbal tea with her before going upstairs.

When she entered the guest room on the third floor, she saw that the bully possessed by Liu Zhuzhi was sitting still, while the bully possessed by Yu Wen Shangwu was acting wildly.

"Eh!"

Seeing the two women who were nearly stripped naked, Ouyang Shuiling took a peek at Yu Wen Shangwu, let out a strange scream, and approached Liu Feng.

She told Zhou Wan and the people from the Blood Spirit Sect that she met, and wanted to wait for Liu Feng to arrest them, but Liu Xiushi shook his head lightly, showing no interest.

Liu Feng did not explain to Ouyang Shuiling that he would not be afraid of the Blood Spirit Sons of the Blood Spirit Cult, but if he touched one of the Blood Spirit Cult members, he would definitely attract more Blood Spirit Sons, so he could not do anything unless necessary.

Yu Wen Shang Wu Xiao looked at Ouyang Shuiling, his eyes full of interest, and said through a message: "Miss Ouyang, don't you find it boring to follow Brother Liu? Follow me in the future to practice, and I will ensure that you have endless elixirs."

Ouyang Shuiling snorted lightly but did not respond.

She was not stupid. She followed Liu Feng and could only eat some scraps, but her cultivation progress was not far behind, and Liu Beast did not do anything to ask her to sleep with him.

If it were Yuwen Shangwu, a pure demon cultivator, she might be tortured in different ways.

Yuwen Shangwu had a smile on his lips, and was about to say a few more words of persuasion when his face suddenly straightened and he looked sideways at the stage downstairs.

The dancer danced gracefully on the stage, but at some point, her movements became dull. Looking at the onlookers in other rooms, most of them seemed to have lost their souls.

"Brother Liu, my pupil skills are poor, come and take a look." Yuwen Shangwu looked at Liu Feng.

Liu Feng's face was pale, and he made a note of this person's poor eye skills, so that he could plot against him in the future.

In fact, there was no need for the other party to remind him. He sent a message: "I just killed a little god, and I probably provoked Hu Xiangu, the obscene god enshrined in the brothel, who is exploring each room."

"Sexy fairy girl? I haven't tasted the taste of gods yet. Brother Liu, please don't take action now and leave it to me." Yuwen Shangwu suddenly let go of the two girls in his arms and lost interest in the two ordinary people.

Liu Feng stood up after hearing this and greeted Ouyang Shuiling. He had no intention of wasting time watching Yuwen Shangwu.

"Brother Liu, walk slowly, remember to kill the City God tonight."

As Yuwen Shangwu watched him off, the two people disappeared as soon as the door opened and closed.

In order to avoid the foxy spirit that had arrived, Liu Feng left the Huashen Tower using the method of teleportation in the void.

Outside, on the street near the Flower God Tower, under the faint smoke, two female beggars walked to the corner and sat down.

"Senior Sister Liu, you have a magical weapon with you. He has not been a Buddha for a thousand years, but you are still worried that you can't defeat him?" Zhou Wan whispered.

Liu Dai glanced at Zhou Wan coldly and said in a deep voice: "There is another person beside him. The person who can sit opposite Liu Feng must be very powerful. I will wait until they are separated..."

Before he finished speaking, two more people appeared in the crowd in the distance. They were bullies with crooked eyes and a girl with braids beside them.

The two women looked at each other, stopped pretending to be lame, got up and followed quickly.

A hundred feet forward, Ouyang Shuiling turned his head and glanced at Zhou Wan, looking at each other from a distance and smiling provocatively.

She looked away and said: "They are following. It is obvious that they have evil intentions towards you, Master."

"Ignore them. If they get in the way, I will take care of them."

Under Ouyang Shuiling's expectant gaze, Liu Feng turned around and walked into the dark alley.

Entering the depths of the alley, he quietly opened his eyes, looking at the sun in the sky and the earth under his feet, his brows furrowed.

He could not see through the bright sun with his current vision, which was blocked by the thick golden light. He could see two thousand feet underground, but could not see anything strange.

Looking outside the city, there was a battle between monks and gods in the distance. The people brought by the major religious clans to prevent disasters suffered heavy casualties. With these abandoned people distracting the attention of the gods, many true immortals must have been hiding everywhere.

"Right now, it seems that no divine general has arrived yet."

Thinking of this point, Liu Feng glanced past the bright sun and turned to take a closer look at the clouds in the sky. His sight suddenly focused on a sky dome in the southeast corner.

Through the clouds, he could not see the location of the Divine Court, but he captured the thick death aura in the southeastern sky, and the scope of the death aura vaguely outlined a vast space.

"Could it be that this is the hidden place of the divine court? Why is the death energy leaking out!"

Without taking a second look, Liu Feng's expression changed and he realized that the contact with the two people was broken. It was Yu Zhenzi and Yu Ye who had an accident.

Without saying a word, he took Ouyang Shuiling and immediately changed directions and went straight to the place of the accident.

The two female beggars behind were walking as fast as flying. Following the induction between the strange Gu, they followed behind them a hundred feet away.

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The city is thousands of miles long, and in the north of the city close to the city wall, within twenty miles are low tiled houses, which are the residences of laborers who come to the city.

Where miserable people gather, the gods worshiped are mostly the God of Wealth, and in addition there are evil gods and wild gods that are not in the official list.

In front of a dilapidated courtyard, there are people with sinister faces coming in and out. The people who come to worship the gods are not good people, and the statues of gods enshrined in the courtyard are not good at first glance. They have thousands of angry eyes and fangs turned out. There are all kinds of weapons in his hands, and his body is as scarlet as blood.

"Please help me, Master Shashen. Manager Chen of the rice store in the west of the city is too much of a bully. He insulted my sisters and took my wages. I can't vent my hatred unless I kill his whole family."

"Master Shashen, please bless me. I will go to Ruyi Tower tonight to kill that bitch. She cheated me of all the money I have accumulated in the past ten years."

"Please give me the power to avenge my hatred. If I can avenge myself, even if I die, my soul will be your servant after death."

Nine out of ten people who come here to burn incense come with murderous intentions, but very few of them dare to kill, and even fewer can succeed.

Regardless of whether it can be accomplished or not, the killing intentions of all living beings are exactly what this "God of Killing" needs.

At this moment, the believers who come in and out are mortals, and no one can see the two bloody doors opened above their heads.

Inside the door is a world of gods and spirits, with blood mist rolling, evil spirits densely packed, and cold voices floating out of it.

"Wan has been a god for six thousand years. You wild gods covet Wan's power. If you want to share my followers, come in if you are not afraid of death."

"There are also outsiders who sneak into the city. Don't hide too much. If you want to refine my golden body and take my elixir, just come and take it."

The voice was full of murderous intent and spread into the alleys with gates and gates.

At this moment, above the dilapidated courtyard, no believers noticed that hundreds of wild gods with gloomy auras came together, some in human form, and some with beast heads and human bodies.

Hundreds of eyes were gloomy, and they were all hesitating whether to enter the inner world of Wanhun to kill its body.

Just when they were hesitant, the alleys flashed with spiritual light. First, more than twenty blood-robed blood demons, followed by a group of black-robed people holding lanterns, and two waves of monks rushed into the blood-colored gates one after another.

These two waves of people were all powerful, and the leader's aura was no weaker than that of the City God. After discovering this, hundreds of wild gods were ready to move.

"You all gathered here because you probably heard that Wanhun got the fragment of the golden body of the God Ancestor of the Divine Court."

"Several waves of cultivators rushed in before, and now there are more than 50 foreign cultivators. They are not afraid, so why should we be afraid?"

"The Divine Court only sprinkles 300 fragments of the Golden Body of the God Ancestor every thousand years. Wanhun got one by sheer luck. Regardless of whether this is true or not, we must capture Wanhun before the City God brings people here."

After a debate, hundreds of wild gods became ruthless, and 90% of them filed towards the bloody portal.

The two portals were wide open, and blood mist covered them.

On the bloody land, dozens of human cultivators fled, looking for the elixir that attracted them here.

Two of the figures, Yu Zhenzi and Yu Ye, had gloomy faces. After entering for a while, except for killing some evil spirits that blocked the way, there was no trace of elixir at all.

They had only smelled the strong aroma of medicine before, and Yu Ye said it was a better medicine than ordinary fairy products, so Yu Zhenzi dared to follow in. However, he failed to find the medicine and was unable to get out.