Lu Li swung his three swords, cut off the flying fish armbands from the clothes of the three corpses, held them in his hand, picked up Cui Maozhu with his other hand, and retreated sharply. Hu Yiming was also frightened and retreated repeatedly.
"Hehe, haha, hum, hee hee..."
Laughter could be heard from everywhere in the mist. It was obviously laughter, but the sound was like metal friction, extremely harsh.
Immediately afterwards, the fog began to dissipate, and a monster appeared out of thin air.
It is like a wheel-shaped mass of flesh, with four twisted faces squirming on the mass of flesh.
There are four feather wings as big as a bed board growing on the meat ball, and the wings are flapping constantly.
When the inner side of the wings faced Lu Li, Lu Li could clearly see that there were countless eyes densely packed on the wings. The eyes were closed at first, but when Lu Li saw them, they opened together.
All eyes stared at Lu Li.
But in Cui Maozhu's eyes, these eyes were staring at them.
With this glance, countless information poured into their minds, and finally merged into a sacred and solemn grand poem. The poem blasted directly in the heads of the three people in an unknown language, but they instantly understood this unknown poem.
The meaning of language.
"Messiah, Messiah."
"Our Almighty is king, and all the kingdoms of this world are the kingdom of our Lord."
"He is omniscient, omnipotent, eternal and immortal. He travels through the universe and is the God above gods."
"When He was king, all living beings were believers; when He was king, all gods were heretics."
"He will be the King of kings and let believers follow Him in immortality."
"He will be the King of kings, and the heretics will be thrown into hell forever."
"He is the Lord of all, He is the King of kings."
…
"Heaven... angel... Cherubim..."
Hu Yiming grunted, staggered back, and collapsed on the ground.
They have a long catalog compiled by the National Master, and all the gods and demons that may appear or are proven to have existed are on the list.
The multi-winged, multi-eyed, four-sided, mythical supernatural creatures that appeared in front of me looked twisted and ugly, but they exuded holy brilliance and sang sacred hymns to praise their creator.
That was a cherubim, a mythical creature that when he was studying, he thought he would never encounter it in his life.
However, after deduction, the National Preceptor concluded that all the angels should be dead, although the National Preceptor did not know when and where they died.
But, what is this in front of me?
“Don’t look directly at God!”
Cui Maozhu's words interrupted Hu Yiming's confusion.
The most common thing the National Master said to them was "Don't look directly at gods." Human beings must never look directly at real high-level gods.
The angels of wisdom are not second-rate gods and demons like the 72 Pillar Gods, but true gods with supreme power.
The true God cannot be blasphemed.
Cui Maozhu didn't know whether Xuanyuan Sword Immortal at his peak could defeat such a true god, but she knew that mere humans would never be able to look directly at gods.
Ordinary people would be shattered into pieces after just one look at it, and even awakened extraordinary beings would go crazy after just one look at it.
Cui Maozhu and Hu Yiming closed their eyes. They had foreseen the consequences of looking directly at high-ranking gods as mortals.
The hymn continued to sound, but Cui Maozhu felt as if she had entered a boundless hell. The faces of the three flying fish guards and Cui Maoyang kept appearing in front of her eyes. All kinds of guilty emotions made her unable to lift her head, body and mind.
They are all falling into hell.
Hu Yiming was in a holy auditorium. He was about to get married to a graceful woman. When he said "I do", dense eyes suddenly appeared on the woman's head and face, which scared him.
He screamed, feeling like he was going to die soon.
Among the three, Lu Li was the only one who remained unmoved. He coldly said to the supernatural creature in front of him, "You are pretending to be a ghost!"
In Lu Li's hand, the Confucian holy book shone with dazzling light. He poured almost all the spiritual energy in his body into it and read again: "You are silent, strange! Power! Chaos! God!"
This time, the two words "The Analects of Confucius" clearly appeared on the cover of the Confucian holy book. The seven words shouted by Lu Li were like a mantra, without substance or form, but it really affected the four-dimensional, multi-eyed man.
, on the multi-winged "cherubi".
The awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism is the nemesis of all evil spirits.
The grand and solemn hymn stopped, and the "cherubi" roared like a beast. The roar was like the roar of a lion, a tiger, and an ox at the same time. It could be loud, deep, mixed, or clear, but all of them were full of anger.
"How dare you blaspheme my Lord! He is the King of kings, the King of kings!"
The four distorted faces of the "cherubins" roared at the same time.
"He may really be the King of Kings, but you are not a cherubim, Crossel, stop pretending, you are already crazy!"
No. 49 Crosell, he looks like an angel.
This not only describes his majestic figure and outstanding appearance when everything is normal, but also describes how when he goes crazy, he will become as weird and twisted as a wise angel.
Of course, Lu Li also knew that mortals should not look directly at gods, but when he discovered that the three of them looked directly at each other without going crazy, he figured everything out.
These are all Crossel’s layouts!
Lu Li held up the Confucian holy book, and "The Analects of Confucius" shot out a beam of awe-inspiring righteousness, shining on Crossel.
Crosell's twisted flesh wings were collapsing. He roared and retreated, and the mist appeared again.
"Crossell, you are afraid of the Flying Fish Guard's demon-breaking bullets, so you used the fog for five hours to consume them until they were exhausted mentally and physically. Then when they found other vehicles, you suddenly took action when they were most excited. Only in this way can you defeat the Flying Fish Guard.
while saving power. Right?”
Crosell's twisted flesh wings were collapsing. He roared and retreated, and the mist appeared again.
"You deliberately let the Cui sisters run away because you needed them to attract more people to be trapped in the fog. You need extraordinary beings to provide you with strength, right?"
Lu Li approached him, and a certain face of Crossel said excitedly: "He is the King of Kings, the King of Kings. Anyone who disobeys Him is a heretic! They will go to hell!"
Another twisted face said: "Don't kill us, I am a good person, we are good people!"
"You just didn't expect that Xuanyuan Sword Immortal and I would come so soon." Lu Li continued to move forward, with the Nine Cauldron Sword and the Confucian Holy Book surrounding him, making him show no fear in front of this weird creature.
Crosell's third face said: "The superior organizations of these men in gray have already known about our existence. They have promised to send us out of Dongsheng Shenzhou for refuge. We want to leave, but don't let us do this to die."
thing!"
Another twisted face continued: "Yes, yes, the Sword Immortal will kill us with one sword. We are so scared, we will not be able to control ourselves! We will go crazy!"
The four faces were squirming and crying. The mass of flesh was twisting even more severely and was about to burst apart.
Lu Li frowned. Crosell was obviously not in a good state right now.
However, Cui Maozhu and Hu Yiming are still immersed in hallucinations, and the eyes of the three Feiyu Guard corpses are still open. If Crossel is not eliminated as soon as possible, Cui and Hu will inevitably be in danger.
Lu Li sighed. At present, he did not have the ability to torture Crossel. He could only kill him directly and find other ways to understand the situation.
The current Crosell is far less powerful than he was at his peak. He has exhausted all his spiritual energy over the long years and has fallen into complete madness. His strength is only level three at best.
He gathered his last spiritual power and used the Jiuding Sword to release the Li Jian Bai Technique, separating Crossel's soul.
Crosell's body instantly collapsed and turned into a pile of rotten flesh, and the surrounding dense fog also dissipated.
Xiaojiu got out of the Jiuding Sword and looked at the twisted soul with disdain. It was disgusting, so he got back out without eating.
Lu Li was furious. He had no way to deal with the group of souls. He slashed at the group of souls with the Jiuding Sword. Xiaojiu sighed and finally ate it. After a few mouthfuls, he made a sound of vomiting.
"You, a sword spirit, are spitting out ghosts!" Lu Li was speechless.
"If you were a sword spirit and ate the spiritual energy meal made by my master every day, would you learn to vomit?" Xiaojiu said.
Lu Li thought of the bowl of soy sauce and rock sugar soup and expressed his deep sympathy for Xiao Jiu.
After solving the strange Crosell, Lu Li was about to wake up Cui Maozhu and the others when he suddenly heard a woman's bewitching voice in the space: "Xuanyuan Sword Immortal, why are you so stubborn? Fourteen hundred years ago
, the gods are negotiating with you, as long as you give us the blessed land of Dongsheng Divine Continent, we are willing to give you the remaining three continents, and all other places on the Blue Star, but you don't agree with this?"
Immediately afterwards, there was Xuanyuan Yixi's cold reply: "I am here, Shenzhou is here."
No, my wife is in trouble, and her sword is not with her!
Hearing this, Lu Li's heart rang with alarm bells. He threw out his belt to protect Cui and Hu, took the Jiuding Sword, turned around and ran towards the car.
