"I wonder if the method used to kill gods is useful against this sword of god?" Han Sen thought, and Teng Tianluo was summoned by him, and punched the sword of god.
Bang!
The God's Sword was not damaged, but the blood flame demon on it was splashed by the blood flames blasted by Teng Tianluo.
Han Sen was delighted: "It's really useful. Is this thing also a god?"
Teng Tianluo showed great power and struck the Blood Flame Devil with punch after punch, sending the Blood Flame Devil flying in all directions, leaving him unable to fight back.
The God's Sword had already been defeated, but now it was attacked by Teng Tianluo. The blood flame on the blade became weaker and weaker. In the end, the blood flame was completely shattered by Teng Tianluo, and the God's Sword suddenly dimmed, as if it had been lost.
It was under normal control and fell to the ground.
Han Sen flew to the God's Sword and picked it up from the ground. He found that the breath on the God's Sword had been lost, and it looked like an ordinary sharp knife.
Each hand held one end of the sharp knife and tried hard to break the knife, but was unable to do so. The knife was still as hard as before, but it just lost the spiritual aura.
"I didn't hear the hunting prompt, so it shouldn't be considered as killing it." Han Sen pondered for a moment, then put the Divine Sword into the Destiny Tower and suppressed it.
"Wan'er, come with me, I will take you to see Gu Zhu." Han Sen came to Wan'er and said.
"Do you know my brother?" Wan'er was happy at first, then her expression darkened, she shook her head and said, "You should leave quickly, I can't go with you."
"The Sword of God has been suppressed by me, do you have any other concerns?" Han Sen saw Wan'er's expression and knew there was something hidden inside.
"I signed a contract with God. I can't leave here, otherwise I will harm my brother." Wan'er shook her head and said.
"What contract?" Han Sen asked with a frown.
But Wan'er shook her head and said, "You can't say it. If you say it, my brother will be in danger."
Han Sen knew that Wan'er was not to blame. If it were him, even if he guessed that it might be a scam, he would not risk the safety of his family until he was 100% sure.
"I won't force you to leave with me, but now that the God's Sword is suppressed by me, will that god let you go?" Han Sen looked at Wan'er and said.
Wan'er bit her lip and said nothing, obviously she was not sure.
"Well, you tell me where that god is, and I'll see if there's any way to get rid of the god together." Han Sen continued.
If the god who signed the contract with Wan'er is the same as the Demonic Lotus Son, he might be able to get rid of him together and allow Wan'er to completely regain her freedom.
Unexpectedly, Wan'er still shook her head and said: "Go away. God is not something we can deal with. He is an omnipotent existence."
"It's not like I suppressed the God's Sword. It's not impossible to suppress the God." Han Sen persuaded.
"That's different. The sword of God is just a knife, a toy of God. How can it be compared with God? The power of God is beyond our imagination..." As she said this, Wan'er's little face showed a look of horror.
, as if recalling something terrible.
"How can you know if you haven't tried it? If your brother Guzhu was here, he would definitely want to meet you again." Han Sen hoped to use Guzhu to impress Wan'er.
As expected, Wan'er showed hesitation, but immediately shook her head firmly and said: "Thank you, please don't tell brother about me, please leave quickly, there is something wrong with the God's Sword, God must have sensed it, wait for him to come
After that, it will be too late to leave..."
"It's too late..." Wan'er's voice changed its tone when she said the last sentence, as if she was a different person.
Han Sen's expression changed drastically, and Wan'er's body glowed with a hazy divine light. Her whole body seemed to be bathed in the morning light, and her eyes became extremely clear, like a machine without emotions.
"It's very interesting for you to break into my ranch and destroy my sword spirit." Wan'er looked at Han Sen with interest and said, her expression was like a high-ranking king watching an interesting circus.
clown.
"Are you a god?" Han Sen stared at Wan'er coldly and said.
He suddenly realized something, but he couldn't fully grasp what it was.
"Yes, I am a god." Wan'er nodded with a smile, still looking at Han Sen and asked: "What's your name? Which family of creatures are you from?"
"Gold coins, human race." Han Sen replied.
Unexpectedly, Wan'er shook her head and said: "You are not a human race. Human race is not like you. You are a different species."
Han Sen was suddenly shocked. Almost no creature in the universe knew about the existence of humans. However, this so-called god not only knew about the existence of human beings, but could also clearly point out that he was not a human race. This was obviously very problematic.
"How do you know I'm not human?" Han Sen blurted out.
"No, it's not, there's no reason." Wan'er continued.
"What's your name again?" Han Sen asked.
"It's God." Wan'er replied.
"Shouldn't gods also have titles? Like God of Nothingness, God of Heavenly Armor, etc. What is your title?" Han Sen continued to ask.
"You know it very well. No wonder you can destroy my sword spirit." Shen smiled and said, "But I don't have a god's name, so you can just call me god."
Before Han Sen could ask anything else, the god continued: "You destroyed my sword spirit. I don't have to argue with you about this. If you want to take Wan'er away, I can do as you wish. But the world is
It’s fair, you’ve got so much, it’s only fair that you have to give something, don’t you think?”
"No, why should you pay for something you stole with your own ability?" Han Sen curled his lips.
The god was startled for a moment, then laughed and said: "Well said, why should I pay for something that I robbed with my own ability? I like you more and more. Well, it's rare to meet such an interesting alien creature like you. I
I’ll give you a chance, let’s make a bet, as long as you can beat me, not only can you leave unscathed, but you can also take Wan’er away.”
"What if I lose?" Han Sen frowned.
"You lose, you are so interesting, I am not willing to let you die..." After thinking for a while, Shencai continued: "You can take over Wan'er's work here and feed the Sword of God for a hundred years."
"It's not fair. If I win, you don't have to pay anything. If I lose, you have to pay for a hundred years. Why should I make such an unfair bet with you?" Han Sen curled his lips and said.
"Because this is also a bet I made with you based on my ability." God said with a smile.
Han Sen was about to say I won't bet what you can do to me, but before the words came out, Han Sen was horrified to find that under God's gaze, his hands didn't obey his orders, and he strangled his neck and died.
He was pinching himself so hard that he almost suffocated. With Han Sen's artistic conception and strength, he couldn't control his body at all.
Within the soul sea, the black crystal armor has completely restrained its aura, as if it does not exist, and there is no reaction at all.