629: C629 God and Man

C629 God and Man

China, beyond the southwest border.

The surrounding mountains were tall and clear.

The peaks were covered in snow and grass, but in this world, there was a figure walking between the peaks.

With every step, the snow beneath his feet evaporated into white mist that slowly rose up. After the white mist spread to a certain area, it condensed into ice crystals.

It was originally the posture of climbing a mountain peak, but it was like walking on flat ground.

Under Zhu Rong's footsteps, this mountain in front of him was directly crossed by just eighty-six steps.

He had walked for a full five days, crossing cities, crossing mountains, and crossing seas. From the beginning to the end, he hadn't taken a single detour.

Up until the moment he landed on the peak of the mountain, his eyes that were like red diamonds faintly reflected a group of figures.

In the distance, it was an army, a truck, a cannonball, and a tank that seemed to have formed a border that blocked his path.

Zhu Rong didn't care. In his eyes, the so-called army was no different than a group of ants.

What he was slightly concerned about was the majestic figures standing thousands of meters in front of the army.

There was an old man in a Daoist robe, an old man with a long sword on his back, and an old man with white hair, white hair, and bare hands.

There was a young woman who gave off an aura that he was somewhat familiar with.

There was also an old man who faintly gave off the aura of a superior, but his strength was the weakest.

What he was most concerned about was that man with long silver hair. There were three Gouyu patterns on his forehead, and his aura was no less than his servant's.

Zhu Rong quietly looked at this group of people, then slowly took another step forward.

It was obvious that he didn't put these people in his eyes, nor did he have that Huaxia Ancestor Chen.

These six people were naturally Yuwen Tianyu, Qian Loongquan, Wang Annjia, Chu Mei and Lin Minghee and Lu Daozi.

The six of them stared at Zhu Rong, the legendary ancient god. However, when they met for the first time, they felt even more deeply.

The Zhu Rong in front of them seemed to not exist in this world. He was incompatible with this world, as if he was a person in a painting. His slender body, his strange eyes, and even the scarlet flood dragon that was wrapped around his feet were not tainted by any filth, as if they were flawless feet.

He did not look like a human at all. He did not even have the slightest bit of power. If this figure was seen by the people of this world, the people of this world would feel a sense of respect and respect, as if they were looking at a god.

"This is an ancient god, an existence that came from thousands of years ago." Qian Loongquan took a light breath, "I originally thought that the existence of the Ancestor Chen was already incredible enough. However, I never expected that there was a creature that was even older than the Ancestor Chen in this world."

Yuwen Tianyu and the others were filled with shock. Facing such an ancient creature, it was as if they were at a completely different level.

The Fire God Zhu Rong in front of them gave them a completely different feeling compared to the Ancestor Chen.

Chu Mei stared at the Fire God Zhu Rong. She gently covered her right hand with her right hand while a faint moon pattern appeared on the nail of her right hand.

She was a cultivator from the Heaven Palace Sect. She was a cultivator from the Heaven Palace Sect. She had been reincarnated in the world thousands of years later. Her origin might not be any weaker than this ancient god.

When Lu Daozi saw Zhu Rong, the Fire God, he couldn't help but take a deep breath as well.

"She can really cause trouble for me! This is a huge problem!" Lu Daozi glanced at Chu Mei from the corner of his eye. "I am still half a step away from the peak Golden Core Stage realm. According to the records of my Kunlun God Palace, in the ancient era, I was an existence that could become a god, equivalent to a human Qi Practitioner at the Golden Core Stage realm."

"However, there is still some difference between the ancient Golden Core and the current Golden Core."

Chu Mei's expression remained unchanged. She said lightly, "You only need to tell me if you want to make a move or not."

The corner of Lu Daozi's mouth slightly curled up as he lightly smiled and said, "Of course, but the medicinal pills I want must be doubled!"

Chu Mei frowned and said coldly, "We can talk about it if you can stop him!"

Lu Daozi smiled. He stood with his hands behind his back, his green clothes floating.

"God!? Interesting. I have once been stained with the blood of the Buddha, the demonic Daoist, and the demonic Daoist. I have yet to be stained by the blood of the divine. This is a good opportunity."

Lu Daozi looked at the Fire God, Zhu Rong, who was walking towards him. Suddenly, he moved his hand forward, and a cyan-colored treasure bag appeared in front of him. After that, the cyan-colored treasure bag slowly opened.

A Luan's cry resounded across the world. From the treasure bag, a cyan-colored light flew out. In the blink of an eye, it soared to the sky and transformed into a cyan-colored phoenix with a wingspan of five meters.

The feathers of the Blue Luan were like flames. It raised its head and let out a long cry. Its eyes were sparkling as it looked at the Fire God, Zhu Rong.

The scarlet flood dragon on the Fire God Zhu Rong's feet slowly moved. It looked at the Blue Luan like a hungry wolf seeing a bird or beast. It was looking at its prey.

The Blue Luan did not fear the gazes of the two Scarlet Flood Dragons. Lu Daozi chuckled, "It's just two little snakes, there's no need to pay attention to them!"

"Kun Jue, give me a sword!"

He called out softly. In the sky, the Blue Luan opened its mouth. Then, a sword hilt appeared from the Blue Luan's mouth and slowly emerged.

When a three-foot-long sword completely appeared in the world, the long sword rotated and turned into a wisp of green light that fell into Lu Daozi's palm.

His silvery-white hair faintly surged, and the three jade patterns on Lu Daozi's forehead lightly flickered.

Even Lin Minghee, Qian Loongquan, and the others couldn't help but be shocked.

They had heard of Lu Daozi's existence from Chen Yi. It could be seen that this was the first time Lu Daozi had made a move.

"Is this the person who has been cultivating in Kunlun Mountain all this time?"

"The Green Phoenix Spitting Sword is actually so shocking. This must be the true immortal technique!"

"Back then, did the Ancestor Chen really nearly kill him with a single slash?"

Yuwen Tianyu and the other two looked at Lu Daozi's extraordinary appearance and could not help but exclaim.

However, when Wang Annjia finished speaking, Lu Daozi's expression changed slightly.

"Kill me with one saber strike? With just that Chen fellow?" Lu Daozi said coolly, "It's just a joke. I was just taking advantage of the fact that I just broke the seal!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward, his eyes filled with displeasure. This displeasure naturally fell on someone.

The so-called ancient god in front of him was the best.

With a step forward, the ground shook. His body was like an arrow. In an instant, he soared tens of meters into the sky and stopped in midair.

Lu Daozi was floating in the air. He looked like an immortal. His clothes were fluttering in the wind.

He held the sword with one hand and formed a seal with both hands.

"Chi!"

A light shout descended into the heavens and the earth, yet it was like a thunderclap.

The long sword in front of him suddenly changed. In the blink of an eye, Two lives, two lives, three lives... After transforming into a total of ninety-nine long swords, Lu Daozi looked at the Fire God Zhu Rong, who had walked down from the mountain peak. The corner of his mouth rose slightly as he extended his hand and pointed.

Buzz!

He was nearly a hundred times more powerful than the Fire God Zhu Rong. At this moment, 99 swords were like dragons. Kill that Fire God Zhu Rong.1

"Chu Mei, do you think that Lu Daozi can defeat that ancient god?!" Lin Minghee asked again. Even though he had seen Lu Daozi's extraordinary body and such amazing abilities, he still felt uneasy.

"It doesn't matter if he wins or not." Chu Mei said lightly, "Is that Ancestor Chen still in Dragon Lake Mountain?"

Lin Minghee's eyes paused and nodded slightly.

The ground suddenly shook. The sword dragon fell into the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, it had drowned the Fire God Zhu Rong.

Cracks were spreading on the mountain, as if this mountain peak was going to be destroyed by the sword dragon.

In the distance, even though the group of soldiers were experienced and knowledgeable, and they had even experienced the battlefield, they were all dumbstruck at this moment.

This had already surpassed their understanding. Standing in the sky and killing enemies with flying swords, even the legendary deities were nothing more than this.

"There are actually deities in the world. Heavens, the legend is actually true."

A soldier almost couldn't help but mutter to himself in a daze.

Eventually, the earth calmed down, and the cracks on the mountain peak also stopped. Lu Daozi frowned slightly.

In the ruins, the swords faintly turned into light, and the Fire God Zhu Rong stopped.

He held the Golden Core Stage flying sword with one hand. It could be seen that the place where his hand came into contact with the sword was completely red.

The sword kept trembling, as if it was a trapped beast that was still fighting, but it was still unable to break free.

The Fire God Zhu Rong raised his eyes and quietly looked at Lu Daozi.

"Qi warrior."

He gently spat out three words. These words were so ancient that it was hard for people of this era to understand them.

However, Lu Daozi seemed to be able to understand what Zhu Rong, the Fire God, was saying. He could understand the ancient language.

"Qi warriors of the human race!" Lu Daozi laughed. He didn't care that his flying sword was about to be refined and destroyed. Instead, he said in an interesting tone, "You... Is it really the legendary Fire God Zhu Rong?"

Fire God Zhu Rong didn't answer, but Lu Daozi chuckled and said, "Low-level God, or ninth-level God. In the ancient times, he should be the worst God, right?"

The Fire God Zhu Rong's expression didn't change, but his palm moved. He only flipped his palm and threw out the sword.

Boom!

The body of the sword burned with raging fire, and in the blink of an eye, its connection with Lu Daozi was cut off.

Then, a towering flame shot into the sky, and Lu Daozi dodged it. However, the sword had already pierced into the sky, and with the naked eye...

It was impossible to see it!

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