Chapter 114: Death Defying, the Bone Sword that Pierces the Gods

The heavy sword was like a meteor falling from the sky, splitting the castle and falling on the realm of gods without any fancy moves.

The two completely different abilities stirred up dazzling brilliance in the collision.

The night was illuminated as if it were daytime.

The air was distorted sharply in a radius of hundreds of meters.

The aftermath spread out, shattering the castle glass and causing large cracks in the walls.

Then it slowly collapsed with a "groan" of being overwhelmed.

Dust rose to the starry sky.

The students guarding outside were deeply shocked by the shocking power of this move.

Many people had only had the opportunity to see the master's move on the screen in the past, and always felt that the exaggerated visual effects were part of artistic editing and rendering.

But everything that happened before their eyes today told them that the master in the real world could only be more terrifying than they imagined.

There is a huge gap between martial artists and martial arts masters.

There are many martial artists with extraordinary talents who can fight against martial artists in history.

But there has never been a martial artist who can fight against the power of a master.

Even for the mediocre master with the weakest talent, who relies entirely on time and energy, it is as easy as turning the palm to kill a martial artist.

Wait until the dust in the sky dissipates.

The castle turned into ruins.

Zheng Qingshan's tall body stood proudly, holding the heavy sword tightly in both hands, always maintaining a chopping posture.

And the invisible realm of gods also revealed its true form under the pressure of powerful external forces.

The thick red flesh and blood, with blue-black veins protruding, was covered with dense and strange little eyes and tentacles, like countless maggots squirming with the flesh and blood, and constantly sprayed with fishy mucus.

Zheng Qingshan's heavy sword sank three feet deep into the flesh, and it was unloaded and firmly stuck.

Not only that, this ball of flesh and blood also has a strong self-healing ability, constantly repairing the injuries just received.

It is almost impossible to cut it with this sword.

Beads of sweat slid down the old man's cheeks.

In addition to solemnity, there was also a flash of fear in his eyes.

No one who has experienced the last era can remain calm when facing a god.

"These damn beasts, how many years have passed, and their strength has recovered so much? Is it true that they are coming back as those old guys said?"

However, the most urgent task is to rescue Qi Sui.

They Qinglong Martial Arts University finally recruited a good seedling this year, and they can't just lose it here.

Zheng Qingshan continued to wrestle with the red meat ball, while suddenly turning back and shouting.

"Go quickly, call Chaofan!"

...

Second source land.

Qi Sui approached the pool step by step.

The water in the pool was boiling and surging. Through the rising bloody aura, a spherical red object could be vaguely seen soaking in the water.

Just as he was about to step in.

The whole world suddenly shook violently.

The mountains collapsed, the rocks cracked, the trees were broken, and a hideous crack was cut in the sky.

Qi Sui also woke up from the mental control.

He immediately fled backwards at a high speed.

And Ama Yimeng's voice became hurried.

"Child, come back soon. Here is everything you want."

"Get out of here. Who the hell is willing to be a running dog for you, a stray dog ​​who has been beaten and is hiding from home? If you have to be a dog, it's better to let the adult you mentioned come!"

Qi Sui was full of fear, and cold sweat was pouring out of his forehead.

If he really walked into the pool of water, his soul would definitely be polluted.

He looked up at the huge crack in the sky, and was sure that he should have been pulled into a place similar to an illusion.

Amayimeng was furious.

"Do you think you can escape? Even if I lose the statue today, I will make you my child."

Instantly, the spiritual wave swept over like a tide.

Can't be controlled anymore!

Qi Sui's sense of crisis reached its peak.

But with his current superficial understanding of those forces, it is completely unrealistic to rely on the spirit to fight against the gods.

Only the extraordinary... can fight against the gods!

Thinking of this, Qi Sui no longer hesitated, stretched out his hand to the back of his neck, his fingertips pierced deeply into the flesh, and finally grasped a solid spine with a slightly warm feeling.

The severe pain made his somewhat dizzy brain clear again.

"Ah——"

Accompanied by the hysterical and miserable wail of the young man.

The skin and flesh turned outward, and blood gushed out.

The spine wrapped in black light was pulled out of his body bit by bit by him.

At this moment, endless murderous intent rushed into his mind, taking the lead over the God of Flesh and Blood, destroying his remaining rationality, and his blood-red eyes reflected the illusion of the world's destruction and collapse.

Only one thought remained, to kill everything in front of him!

What... is this?

Amayimon's mind was a little stunned.

It felt some of its own divine power on the boy's dark spine that was pulled out, but in terms of the level of extraordinary characteristics, it was much higher than its own back then.

"Child..."

Amayimon still wanted to use mental control.

But there was only one word in response to it.

"Kill!"

[Exclusive skill (only): Spine Sword·Draw and Slash (max)]

From professional awakening to today's sword drawing.

The spine has been nurtured in the flesh furnace for nearly 50 days.

50 times the damage amplitude!

Not only physical damage, but also mental attack!

Seeing that something was wrong, Amayimon's will was cold and murderous.

"Since you don't want to be my child, there is no value in your existence!"

"Flesh and blood! Devour! Turn into power and merge with me!"

As the voice fell, a red flesh wall covered with mucus suddenly appeared in the space around Qi Sui, as if it had suddenly fallen into the stomach of some terrifying giant.

The devouring power emitted by the red flesh wall acted on Qi Sui without reservation.

Then, a scene that shocked Amayimon appeared.

The flesh-devouring power that even ordinary extraordinary warriors could not resist had no effect on Qi Sui, and even the sweat hairs on his skin could not be bent.

"What the hell are you!"

Amayimon was shocked and angry.

Two red lights shot out from the Secondary Source Pool and fell on Qi Sui, just like a breeze encountering a rock, and then dissipated.

Can't be killed?

Amayimon's mind was full of question marks?

It never thought that it would be defeated in front of an ant human who was not even extraordinary.

On Qi Sui's career panel, a clear judgment was displayed.

[Death resistance triggered! Damage immunity! ]

[Death resistance triggered! Damage immunity! ]

[Death resistance triggered! ...]

This is the extraordinary characteristic of the profession [Berserker Tyrant].

When he enters the red-eye state, he will have the characteristic of death resistance and cannot be killed.

And this characteristic is even more buggy when facing a being that is much stronger than itself, because their random attack can have a killing effect, thus directly triggering death immunity.

Unfortunately, Qi Sui, who entered the red-eye state, had already lost his mind and had no interest in paying attention to the changes in the occupation panel.

He clenched the spine sword, and with an angry roar, he swung a full semicircle and slashed towards the Second Source Pool.

A crack appeared in the space.

After several consumptions, Amayimon could no longer maintain the existence of the mental illusion, and the world picture broke apart.

...

Outside the castle.

The classmates were still looking forward to it, observing whether Zheng Qingshan could run away and successfully rescue Qi Sui, and at the same time hoping that Xia Guochaofan could find the movement here earlier and rush over as soon as possible.

At this time, Gu Xiyue finally dialed the phone.

After dozens of seconds, the phone was picked up, and a gentle and magnetic male voice with a little excitement came from the other side.

"Xiaoyue, you, you... why did you contact me suddenly? Are you in trouble?"

Gu Xiyue opened her mouth and suddenly didn't know how to talk to this man.

She looked at the ruins deep in the castle. The situation was already precarious.

Just as she gritted her teeth and prepared to speak, something strange happened again.

Under the night sky of Tianfu.

A hideous and ugly red flesh ball appeared, and the ball was covered with dense small eyes and tentacles.

There was a scarlet vertical pupil in the middle that penetrated the ball, exuding coldness and cruelty without any emotional fluctuations.

The body blocked the sun and was more than a thousand meters high, covering the entire prosperous Tianfu capital and the hundreds of millions of humans living here under its shadow.

As soon as the shadow of Amayimon appeared.

The entire Tianfu city fell into great chaos.

I don't know how many vehicles caused car accidents due to this moment of distraction, causing explosions and flames to rise to the sky.

The pedestrians still on the street could only look up and stand there blankly.

Under the gaze of this monster, their bodies could not stop trembling, their legs were weak, and they did not even have the courage to escape.

This was the instinctive fear engraved deep in cells and genes.

It was like an ant living at the bottom of the food chain being stared at by a giant dragon entrenched at the top.

"What kind of monster is this? Is it going to die?"

"Where is the extraordinary warrior? Come and save us!"

"Oh my God, this is Tianfu City! The safest place in Xia Country. I'm only 20 years old, just started college, and I haven't been in love yet. I don't want to die!"

"Woo woo woo-"

"..."

Ordinary people who were desperate and helpless slumped on the ground.

There were many young couples who hugged each other tightly in what they thought was the last moment of their lives, trying to dispel fear with love.

But at this moment.

A shadow of a dark bone sword larger than it was projected.

At the moment the bone sword appeared, endless red air waves shot out from the manor, like red electric currents, towards the sky above the entire Tianfu City.

It was as if a field of energy magnetic field was condensed.

The power suddenly stopped.

A city fell into darkness.

Under the shocked gaze of countless people, the bone sword fell down blatantly, like the mighty power of heaven, splitting the whole meat ball in two with the force of destroying withered and rotten.

The shadow of Amayimon was slowly dissipating.

Until the last moment, its scarlet vertical pupil was still staring at Qi Sui and this prosperous and stable world.

The cold and cruel voice echoed over the city for a long time.

"Remember my name, I am Amayimon, the god who controls the power of flesh and blood!"

"One day, we will meet again!"

"Not... too long!"

The moon was high in the sky, and the stars were shining.

The night returned to tranquility again, as if nothing had happened.

Only then could ordinary people recover their mobility from the terrifying pressure of Amayimon.

The lovers looked at each other and could see the joy of surviving the catastrophe in each other's eyes, and their hands held tighter and tighter.

There were more people with doubts on their faces, as if they had experienced a dream show.

God of flesh and blood?

Bone sword?

These things are too far away from their ordinary lives!

...

On the other side.

After slashing the sword, Qi Sui's breath weakened rapidly.

The blood red in his eyes began to fade, and he regained his sanity.

The soreness that surged through his muscles like a tide made him take a few breaths of cold air. He looked at the black bone sword in his palm and felt a toothache.

Did he really pull out his spine?

There was a sense of emptiness in his body, longing for the fullness to be filled!

In a hurry, Qi Sui grabbed the bone sword and stuffed it into the back of his neck.

Everything went smoothly.

It was like putting a sword back into its sheath, making a clanging sound.

Under the effect of the extraordinary characteristics, the spine was perfectly connected to the body again, continuing to enjoy the warmth of the flesh and blood furnace, waiting for the next day to be unsheathed and show its edge.

"Oh, fortunately, if the spine had problems, I would have been paralyzed from the waist down and sat in a wheelchair for the rest of my life!"

Qi Sui smiled with luck.

This was his first time trying a professional skill, and he was still a little scared.

Thinking of the power of that sword, he pursed his lips, and there was some aftertaste on his face.

"Just that move of drawing the sword and slashing, I'm afraid even an ordinary master can't stop it?"

Although Amayimon is the god of the old days, his strength has not recovered to its peak after all, and this statue only has a wisp of its divine consciousness, plus Zheng Qingshan's external consumption of it.

The remaining power is about the level of an ordinary master.

"It's a pity that this sword will make you lose your mind. It's a bit like an indiscriminate attack. It seems that I have to be careful when using it in the future, and don't chop my own people together."

"Maybe when the spiritual attribute points are higher, I won't be controlled by this killing intent, right?"

Qi Sui had many thoughts in his mind.

Finally, he looked straight ahead.

He has now reached the end of the corridor.

There is a long wooden table here, with a few candles lit on the table. Even with such a big commotion just now, the candles could not be extinguished.

And under the candlelight, a mysterious spherical statue was scattered in two halves from the middle, lying there quietly.

The occupation panel refreshed a lot of prompts.

The light released by the upgrade made him unable to open his eyes.

"It is detected that 0.1 of the same source power can be converted into experience points, and the experience points of the profession [Berserker Tyrant] are +100,000..."

"Profession [Berserker Tyrant] lv2→lv4"

"Attribute points +6, skill points +2"

[Profession 2: Berserker Tyrant (Supernatural) lv4 (52236/70000)]

Not only that, this huge amount of same source power converted into experience points slowly flows in the body, nourishing every blood and flesh cell, which is a process of continuous strengthening and stimulation.

If you can look inward, you will find that the surface of Qi Sui's blood and flesh cell wall is gradually covered with a very light red halo, as if an ordinary stone begins to transform into a beautiful jade.

[Constitution +8]

[Strength +8]

[Spirit +8]

This is the strengthening effect brought by the body absorbing 0.1 of the same source supernatural power.

An unprecedented sense of power surged into my heart.

Qi Sui slowly clenched his fist, and the flowing air was squeezed by him like cotton, creating a sonic boom.

That was a sign that his strength had broken through the bottleneck and the threshold.

He felt that if he punched seriously now, he should be able to hit a force of more than 500,000 pounds.

Although there was still a certain gap from the master's million-pound standard, in terms of strength, he could already crush most of the [Sun Realm] martial artists.

The improvement brought by physical fitness was also obvious.

The flesh and blood that was still aching and painful a moment ago, now this feeling has become very weak.

The flesh and blood body is like a steel skeleton.

With a little force, the terrifying muscle texture density is like wrinkles piled up together.

He even suspected that it would be difficult to cause obvious damage to this body with a small-caliber pistol at close range.

"All in all, it's a good harvest this time to jump three levels."

"If I could cut a few more statues..."

Qi Sui smiled.

Suddenly, he looked up outside.

The domain of the gods shattered along with the disappearance of the projection of the flesh and blood god. Zheng Qingshan's eyes were solemn, and he rushed in with a dragon-like tiger step. His hawk-like eyes fell on Qi Sui, with both doubts and questions.

Qi Sui, who didn't know how to explain, simply rolled his eyes and staggered in front of Zheng Qingshan.

Before he could ask, he fell into a coma.

Zheng Qingshan was left standing alone in the cold wind, looking a little disheveled.

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