Chapter 141 Pig (Happy Birthday to Me)

No matter how many precautions you take, you can never prevent a thief from roaming your home.

Chen Shu was helpless. He did not expect that he would still cause some minor troubles. He was treated as an evil god by others, and some even plotted to kill him right next to his ears.

But this also gave him some wake-up calls. His spiritual sea was obviously not invincible. This nightmare god could actually affect the outside world.

His mind sank, and he was already in the spiritual sea.

"Let me out! Let me out!"

"You devil, who are you!?"

The nightmare god was roiling and roaring in Chen Shu's spiritual sea, but compared to a week ago, his breath was much weaker.

Chen Shu's constant refining, the roaring and roaring three-character mantra "I am a god", almost became his nightmare at this time. Just listening to this voice made him close to collapse.

Without the protection of the origin of the kingdom of God, he naturally could not be as free as his cellmate, the god of the wind. He was able to protect himself by shrinking in the source of the kingdom of God, but his strength was greatly damaged.

What was even more torturous was the feeling of being torn apart and eaten bit by bit.

Everyone was afraid of death, even gods were no exception.

At first, He wanted to refine Chen Shu, but now He just wanted to escape.

In the spiritual sea without the concept of time, every minute and every second was torture for Him.

"It's been so long, my body must have found something wrong, and the last place I came to was your body!"

"Get ready for my crazy revenge!"

"I will definitely deal with you by any means, you don't have any chance!"

The black clouds of the Nightmare God rolled and gathered into a terrifying face, roaring and screaming, almost hysterical, looking extremely terrifying.

It was just that the spiritual thoughts around him were like invisible chains, locking him on the spot, and constantly absorbing the power from his body, making it impossible for him to escape. This hysterical madness was like a fight of trapped beasts.

"Take care of yourself."

Chen Shu certainly wouldn't tell him that his original body had been chased and beaten by Grandmaster Madama for two days, and he might be licking his wounds somewhere.

Even if he wanted to cause trouble for himself, he would have to heal his wounds first. By then, Chen Shu would have finished his training camp life.

Chen Shu sighed softly.

"Can't you just be the nutrients for my right eye?"

"I thought you were a selfless god, but I didn't expect that I was wrong after all."

"You refine me, which will only make my breath closer to yours. You can't escape!"

The roar of the Nightmare God was so crazy that he wished he could give birth to Chen Shu's flesh and blood!

Fat Cat sat on the edge of the Spirit Sea, and there was some pity on his fat face.

"This is another crazy one."

Although it was just a clone, it was also a realm god who could call the wind and rain outside. At this time, in Chen Shu's Spirit Sea, he could only be powerless and furious.

Feeling the roar in the sea of ​​spirits, accompanied by the terrifying thoughts, as if the sound existed since ancient times, Fat Cat sighed: "Why did you provoke him?"

He is a psychopath!

How can a guy who becomes a god by relying on such thoughts be a normal person?

Even if she reached a cooperation with Chen Shu, she was still unwilling to step into Chen Shu's sea of ​​spirits, which always reminded her of many not-so-good memories.

...

At this time, on the stage, Zhu Jiucheng's broad body, like a meat mountain, had already stood on a ring.

Many eyes were focused on the stage, and the other rings had ended the battle at this time. For a while, no one continued to challenge, as if they wanted to see what the new world wanted to say.

Faced with so many eyes, Zhu Jiucheng's expression did not change, but behind his body, a huge body shadow appeared, its hair like steel needles standing upside down, its fangs like steel spears piercing the sky, and its body like a mountain. It just appeared, just like Mount Tai pressing down, as if to turn the whole world upside down.

This momentum is far greater than the attitude shown by Long Chengyun before, and it can even be said to be a direct kill!

Those with weaker strength only felt a stuffiness in their chests, as if the oxygen in the air had been sucked out, and even breathing was difficult!

All looked at Zhu Jiucheng, who was huge and broad on the stage, with a look of horror!

Seeing that the effect had reached his imagination, Zhu Jiucheng spoke slowly, his voice like thunder: "I am from the spiritual world, the Zhu family of the Twelve Gods!"

Regardless of the exclamations from the audience, Zhu Jiucheng showed a playful look on his face and continued: "If it weren't for the family's request, I would have no interest in participating in this so-called training camp."

"After all, it's just a group of trash gathered together."

"If you were in the spiritual world, how could you be worthy of competing with me on the same stage?"

As Zhu Jiucheng's voice fell, it was no less than dropping a bomb in the crowd!

"Fuck!?"

"Are the people of the Zhu family so arrogant?!"

"Although the Twelve Gods Family is powerful, it is not invincible. How dare he do that!"

"Fuck him! Let him see that the current God Master cannot be humiliated by just anyone!"

The people present were all teenage boys and girls, who were full of blood and youthful vigor. How could they bear such humiliation?

Suddenly, a pair of eyes filled with anger looked viciously at Zhu Jiucheng who was speaking nonsense on the stage.

Zhu Jiuzheng sneered, and a look of disdain appeared on his seemingly honest face: "Otherwise, I am on this stage. If anyone can make me move even half a step, how about I bow and apologize immediately?"

This arrogance and attitude of not taking everyone seriously was like a potion that stimulated everyone's hearts, arousing the anger of countless people.

"I come!"

A man suddenly walked out of the crowd. He was so angry that he was even taller, more than two meters tall. The muscles on his body seemed to be carved out stroke by stroke. There were veins wrapped around it, and his energy and blood were extremely strong. !

"It's Pang Lizhong!"

"The peak level of the Wandering God Master! He is also the player who is about to break through the Spirit God Master!"

"He was able to invite the God of Giant Power, who is a powerful god among the realm gods. Someone once saw him in Yishan Divine Kingdom walking with his back on the mountain, and his momentum was overwhelming!"

"Furthermore, Pang Lizhong's own talent is also outstanding. He is born with divine power. The god who enters the bottle is a giant god. He confirms each other and has outstanding strength. If his teammates are not weaker, he will definitely have a place in the top three!"

Someone who is well-informed has already begun to introduce it to the people around him.

With a sudden step under his feet, the person was like a cannonball, spanning dozens of meters and landing directly on the ring!

"Pang Lizhong of the Pang family."

Pang Lizhong's eyes were cold: "Let me test your skills!"

"I just hope you keep your word and take responsibility for what you say."

Although he was not so confident that he thought he would win, he was very confident if he just moved one step.

Zhu Jiuzheng sneered and didn't say much. He just waved gently: "You can come and try."

In an instant, the battle has begun.

Pang Lizhong shouted loudly, and the God of Bottles appeared from behind, four meters high, covering Pang Lizhong's body like a shadow.

Pang Lizhong stretched his arms high, as if to welcome the power of the gods, and his spiritual thoughts surged out of his body. His whispers turned into loud noises, echoing on the ring, and his voice had a feeling of blood boiling:

"Please ask the God of Giant Power to lend me the power of Yue Yue!"

Thump…thump…thump…

Between Sumeru.

The sound of heavy footsteps sounded, like an ancient giant elephant stepping on the ground, or like a hammer beating a drum, which made people's blood boil and the air vibrated!

In the void behind him, a looming shadow appeared, but it disappeared and appeared sometimes, and was not stable.

But it can still be seen that it is a body walking with a mountain behind it!

boom! !

The next moment, all the phantoms poured into Pang Lizhong's body in an instant, and his momentum surged in an instant!

Crackling!

The sound of the bones snapping was like a firecracker. Pang Lizhong's body actually grew several inches taller, reaching a height of more than two and a half meters almost in the blink of an eye!

Muscles grow, compress and expand!

The whole person is like a little giant!

At this time, no one will doubt how powerful his body is!

"The voice of divine movement!"

"The phantom of the gods! It's the phantom of the gods!"

"Although it is still looming, Pang Lizhong is only one step away from the spiritual master!"

"Maybe in two days, there will be another spiritual master in the training camp!"

Zhu Jiuzheng stood there, motionless, with a smile on his face, as if he didn't care: "Is this the source of your confidence?"

"Aftermath of the gods?"

"Without further ado!"

Pang Lizhong let out a roar and stepped on his foot. The arena collapsed and exploded in an instant. The flying gravel made a roaring sound. If it hit an ordinary person, it would be no less than a bullet being fired!

The next moment, Pang Lizhong had arrived at Zhu Jiuzheng's side. The energy and blood in his body surged like a great river. He punched out like an ancient giant swinging a giant axe!

Zhu Jiuzheng, however, refused to dodge and allowed the fist that could crack a mountain to crack a monument to hit his body.

boom.

The imaginary figure flying backwards did not happen, just like the punch hit the mountain, it just made a muffled sound!

"How is that possible!" Pang Lizhong cried out.

Zhu Jiuzheng's body remained motionless and his expression did not change. It was as if the punch was just a mosquito bite. However, there were cracks everywhere under his feet, extending tens of meters away, proving the power of the punch. .

"Is that all?"

Zhu Jiuzheng showed a sinister smile on his face: "Is it my turn?"

next moment.

boom!

I saw Zhu Jiuzheng waving his arm, and his entire right arm became extremely huge. Everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, as if a strong wind was blowing up, and the huge power seemed to suck away all the air around them in an instant. The huge force had already Bombarded Pang Lizhong's body!

Snapped!

The air flow seemed to be compressed to the extreme, making an explosion, and white air flow swayed wherever the palm came into contact with Pang Lizhong!

Pang Lizhong's little giant-like body seemed to have been hit by a high-speed truck. His whole body flew upside down, blood spurted from his mouth in mid-air, and a series of bones cracked together. !

After landing, his momentum continued unabated, like a gourd rolling on the ground. He rolled dozens of meters away again, covered in blood, and almost dying of serious injuries!

"So weak, so weak."

Zhu Jiuzheng shook his hand, as if he had done something trivial. He looked around and said with a sinister smile:

"Who else wants to try?"

Everyone was silent, shocked, and horrified!

Looking at Pang Lizhong falling outside the ring, his body, like a rag, was speechless.

No one could have imagined that Pang Lizhong, who was so powerful, was dealt with like a mosquito being slapped.

Even Zhu Jiucheng didn't dare to look directly at him.

"Trash is trash!"

"This so-called training camp is full of garbage!"

"What about the first place?"

"What about the first place in your training camp? Don't you even dare to try?"

Zhu Jiucheng scanned everyone and finally met a pair of eyes.

He was suddenly stunned.

What kind of eyes were those? They were as deep as a pool of water. I don't know how many years have passed. They are still as calm as a well, as if no matter what happened, they can't be affected.

In that look, Zhu Jiucheng felt that everything was penetrated.

At that moment, he felt blessed as if there was a god guiding him. Zhu Jiucheng suddenly wanted to apologize for his arrogance.

To some extent, Zhu Jiucheng's strength is indeed good.

In Chen Shu's mind, a voice came out of the sea of ​​spirits:

"Pig!"

"Pig... pig!"

"Everything, everything, everything is a pig!!"

A long, long time ago, there was a knife that killed a pig, and neither the knife nor the pig expected it. Just like the first craftsman who cast the butcher knife, he never expected that a butcher knife would become great.

Only the butcher knife named Zhan Shen was sure that he would do something remarkable and achieve supreme hegemony for his master.

PS: Today is my birthday. I originally wrote 2,000 words, but the chapter was too bad. After thinking about it, I wrote a lot more, so I merged two into one. Wish me a happy birthday, friends. I hope everyone can be like the butcher knife, sure that they will do something remarkable. (End of this chapter)