Chapter 52 Human Race God

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Late at night, Xiaoshishan.

The villages and towns at the foot of the mountain were quiet, and the people were sleeping soundly.

On the mountain, there is an undercurrent.

The first alien god to arrive was a skeleton.

Blue flames burned in its empty eye sockets, and its white bones were harder than ordinary magic weapons. It had already attained the level of an immortal, but because it had no physical body and could not break through, it came to the human world and proclaimed itself a mountain and water god, trying to use the power of its will to go further.

Since the big cities inhabited by mortals were occupied by gods canonized by heaven, it had no choice but to settle in this wilderness.

The skeleton spirit felt the strong aura of wish reverberating in the small stone mountain, and the flames in its eyes couldn't help but beat.

"If I can get this golden body fragment, I'm afraid I can use my wish to condense the body of a heavenly immortal. There's hope for a golden immortal!"

It was so excited that fragments of the golden body were hard to come by. Even for the old mountain god who had collected his willpower for hundreds of years, the chance of turning into fragments of the golden body after death was extremely small.

"The mountain god of Xiaoshi Mountain seems to have died some time ago. Although his realm is not high, Xiaoshi Mountain has been in charge since the founding of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. It seems that the fragments of the golden body turned into pieces after death, and the new mountain god couldn't digest them, which caused the aura. Escape.”

The Skeleton Spirit was overjoyed. No landscape spirit within a radius of three hundred miles was as powerful as it, and he was determined to get the golden body fragments!

It quietly disappeared into the darkness.

On the other side of the mountain, a self-contained stream emerged from the rocks.

The icy cold broke the rocks, and the stream gradually condensed into a human form, turning into a gorgeously dressed woman.

The stream water becomes a spirit, and the control over the river is far beyond that of ordinary landscape gods.

Thousands of meters below the Xiaoshi Mountain, the waves are turbulent and silent.

In order to fight for the fragments of the golden body, this water spirit brought a whole river with it.

Similar scenes appeared all over Xiaoshi Mountain. Ability gods within a radius of three hundred miles swarmed in, using various means to escape, either into the ground or invisible, carefully looking for traces of the golden body fragments.

Baiyao turned into a gust of cold wind and focused his attention on a human monk.

Dressed like a scholar, with a sword hanging on his waist, and a face like a crown jewel, he looked full of fairy spirit.

The world of cultivation is much larger than the human world. There are many sects, strong spiritual energy, and many treasures of heaven and earth.

Did he offend someone and be forced to come to the human world?

Even if it is impossible to break through the great road, you should not rely on your will power. The chance of breakthrough is much greater in the spiritual world than in the human world.

Those practitioners who have given up pursuing the great path will generally not choose to become landscape gods, because no matter how strong they are, they cannot break through the realm. They will basically join aristocratic families and become worshippers to enjoy the wealth and honor in the world.

He returned to Kong Xuan, gathered his body, and asked softly:

"Brother Kong, can you tell the origin of this human race alien god?"

Kong Xuan raised his eyes, looked towards the man, and replied:

"In the realm of immortals, I practice evil magic and have very little will power. I think I have just become a supernatural god. Although I hide it very well, the aura that occasionally escapes is very sinister, and my hands are stained with a lot of mortal blood."

Baiyao's eyes turned cold and he said softly:

"Let him enjoy it for a while."

The five-digit national destiny and the ripples of the national destiny should allow practitioners to hear the indescribable voice of humanity.



Half an hour later.

A golden light lit up on the top of the mountain!

A strong will swept the entire mountain.

"boom--"

The huge waves broke through the rock formations and hit the golden light with a deafening roar!

Just when the big wave was about to touch the golden light, a dazzling sword light lit up between heaven and earth!

I saw the skeleton spirit holding a white bone sword. He chopped up the big wave with one blow and laughed:

"This thing is destined to be with me!"

It made no secret of its cultivation, violent aura burst out in all directions, and shouted:

"Anyone who doesn't want to die, stay away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rolling river broke out of the ground and turned into a giant hand holding the sky, and the water essence turned into a stream, showing no fear.

Although its cultivation level is not as high as that of the skeleton spirit, due to the characteristics of water, as long as there is a river, it is almost impossible to die, and the skeleton spirit's bone knife cannot do anything to it.

Seeing this, the skeleton spirit sneered:

"It's unbelievable that there are existences like you in this small place. I have been here for fifty years and I didn't notice it."

Shui Jing replied indifferently:

"There are few places with rich spiritual energy in the world. The gods of mountains and rivers gather here. Taoist friends are really narrow-minded."

The skeleton spirit slashed with its sword, and the flames in its eye sockets flowed out like lava, and its whole body was enveloped in blazing flames.

Its aura continued to rise, and the infiltrating murderous intent locked onto the water spirit.

"I must kill your true water spirit today."

The river continued to merge into the water essence, and its aura continued to rise, but its body shape did not change at all, saying:

"Shameless talk!"

In the blink of an eye, the two demons were fighting each other.

Ji Fa frowned secretly and said:

"Is this how practitioners fight? It looks like an ordinary fight."

Kong Xuan laughed and said:

"Without magic weapons and systematic skills, this is how it is. You can only rely on your own magical powers and the tyranny of your physical body to fight against the enemy. In the world of cultivation, some immortals with inheritance can easily kill this skeleton spirit."

Hearing this, Baiyao glanced at Kong Xuan silently.

If I remember correctly, in the original work, Kong Xuan seemed to rely on his natal magical power to teach the immortals.

His natal magical power ignores most magic weapons, his cultivation level is that of a quasi-sage, and he still has Yuanfeng essence and blood in his body, so he is no less a hexagonal warrior.

When the two demons were fighting, at the top of the mountain, the invisible human god grabbed Broken String.

Feeling the strong willpower, the scholar was ecstatic.

The next moment, the will power dissipates.

He yelled in his heart that it was not good!

Fell into a trap!

The scholar made a prompt decision, made a sword gesture with his hand, and unsheathed the long sword at his waist, making a sad sound like a ghost crying and a wolf howling. His whole temperament instantly became more sinister than an evil ghost.

"Peng!"

Several rays of sword energy surrounded his body, and he crushed the mountain top, escaping towards the sky like a sword light.

When the fighting skeleton spirit and water spirit noticed that their wish power had dissipated, they thought it was the scholar who had taken away the fragments of the golden body. They looked at each other and stopped, chasing the scholar together.

Sudden!

Five colors of divine light cover the sky!

The three most powerful gods were instantly entangled into rice dumplings by the divine light.

Not only that, Kong Xuan found out all the supernatural gods in Xiaoshi Mountain who tried to get a piece of the pie.

Kong Xuan tapped the corner of his clothes with his index finger, and all the gods were wrapped up in a ball and sent to Baiyao.

Including the jade pipa spirit, there are twenty-one in total.

"Best wishes! I can still find it! Please..."

Before Pipa Jing finished speaking, the imperial list had already floated above the heads of the gods.

As Baiyao raised his finger, the imperial list of gods rotated slightly, and the gods turned into ashes while screaming.

[National Luck Points +10000]

【National Luck Point +9000】

[National Luck Points +300]



Reminders appeared in Baiyao's mind.

[Current national fortune: 87650]

He looked at the scholar who remained at the end and said:

"Brother Kong, let's search for the soul first."

Green light flashed in Kong Xuan's eyes, shining directly into the scholar's eyes.

Due to the huge difference in realm, the scholar didn't even feel that he was being searched for his soul. He just looked at Baiyao in fear. He was frightened that his colleagues in Shanshui died in an instant.

After a while, Kong Xuan snorted coldly:

"With a human face and a beast's heart, I travel to many places to fulfill the wishes of believers first. When I become famous, I will summon a large number of mortals to make blood sacrifices and fly swords to kill them!"

Baiyao's eyes were cold, he walked to the scholar's side and covered his Tianling with his hand.

Then, a ripple rippled in the depths of the scholar's soul.