Mrs. Zheng, whose head was split in half, collapsed, but her split face was still smiling ferociously.
“Creak~~~~~~~~~Creak~~~~~~~~~”
There was a sound of rocks breaking, and Mrs. Zheng's whole body turned into a puddle of black mud, quickly swimming through the cursed barrier.
At this time, Chen Zhi suddenly discovered that a piece of soil suddenly dissipated between the strong curse and the ground, revealing a gap as big as a needle's eye. The black mud transformed by Mrs. Zheng quickly penetrated into the gap.
After escaping from the barrier, he immediately melted into the earth and completely disappeared.
"Oops! What she had under her feet just now was fake soil!"
Chen Zhi was screaming inwardly when he suddenly heard Mrs. Zheng's voice coming from above his head.
"Bastard! Just let me take off your head and atone for the sins of your ancestors!"
Then a gust of wind hit, and in an instant, Chen Zhi felt a pair of dry hands grabbing his neck, and the nails were deeply embedded into his flesh. Old Mrs. Zheng jumped out of the rock wall above.
She went to Chen Zhi's neck and pressed her face against his.
"How about it? Like I said, you will stay with me in the end!"
After Mrs. Zheng finished speaking, she exerted force. The strength of her hands was extremely strong. She tightly grasped Chen Zhi's cervical vertebrae and twisted it back hard.
At this moment of life and death, a blue sword light flashed in the sky. A man jumped down from the roof of the cave and slashed countless knives at Old Mrs. Zheng behind Chen Zhi. The cold sword light flashed in the sky.
There was a sharp flash of light in the darkness, and the hands that were holding Chen Zhi's neck were released. With a bang, Old Mrs. Zheng fell to the ground behind her.
Chen Zhi immediately felt a burning pain on his neck, and several holes were poked out of the neck of his work clothes by Mrs. Zheng's nails.
The hot air around him immediately got in, scalding several pieces of skin on his neck. Bone-piercing pain came. Chen Zhi immediately gritted his teeth. The airflow covered the holes in his neck, and then he reached for the treasure bag.
Inside, take out the metal repair fluid prepared in advance and apply it on it.
This repair fluid was prepared by the lunatic for them before they set off, in order to prevent such unexpected situations.
This repair fluid is a liquid metal gel, and its essential function is very similar to that of glass glue. When there is a small area of damage to the surface of the work clothes, this repair fluid can be applied to the hole, and it will be repaired immediately when the wind strikes.
After solidification, the work clothes can be temporarily repaired and insulated from heat and cold, but the pressure resistance function is much worse.
Chen Zhi gritted his teeth and quickly applied the repair fluid to the hole in his neck. The pain in his neck no longer increased. Chen Zhi adjusted his breathing at this time, endured the burning pain, and glared at the knife that was being chopped down on the ground.
Mrs. Zheng.
The old lady Zheng had been cut into pieces at this time, and there was no possibility of recovery. Chen Zhi turned back to look at the person wielding the knife. The person standing there with the knife was indeed a ghost knife.
Guidao was obviously seriously injured at this time. A thin strip of work clothes on his left arm was damaged and had been repaired haphazardly with repair fluid. Guidao's face was pale, and his hair was soaked with sweat and hung wet on his forehead.
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"knife……",
Chen Zhi saw the surprise after the Ghost Sword appeared, and asked eagerly,
"Where were you just now? Nothing happened?".
"fine!"
Ghost Sword's expression remained indifferent. He walked over with the knife in hand and looked at Old Mrs. Zheng who was twitching on the ground.
"She dragged me into the rock formation, then scratched my overalls and tried to burn me there, but I broke the surrounding rock formation and escaped.
When Ghost Sword spoke, the burns on his face in the oxygen mask were very obvious. It was not difficult to imagine what he had just experienced.
"M's!"
A violent emotion hit Chen Zhi's mind. Chen Zhi carried the God of Slaughter and walked to the chopped old Mrs. Zheng. The tip of the knife pointed at the twitching human face and said,
"You have lived long enough, I will send you away now!"
"Hahaha~~~~~"
Old Mrs. Zheng on the ground was in tatters. She was twitching all over. Except for her face, which still looked like a human being, her body was completely dark, but her whole body was dry and cracked. She looked like a tree that had been struck by lightning.
It looked like burnt dead tree roots, but her face was still grinning, showing no fear at all.
"You lowly bastard, can you really get the ghost tree? You have already opened the seal and entered the tomb, and you will be burned by my god's fire immediately.
Ridiculous little Jiang Shang's barrier is about to collapse, and the human world is about to be destroyed. All the sons of gods and demigods, as well as disgusting and lowly humans like you, will eventually end in the fire.
The great and sacred ancient gods created human beings, but humans want to rebel against the gods. You cannot imagine how terrifying the wrath of the gods is."
"Nothing is unimaginable",
Chen Zhi looked at Old Mrs. Zheng on the ground indifferently and said,
"And the gods are not holy. The gods never love the world. Their supremacy comes at the cost of human lives. They are not worthy of praise. Gods hope that humans will always be enslaved, but humans have their own souls and free will.
. Thousands of years have passed, your god is dead, and humans have become new gods."
"nonsense!"
After hearing what Chen Zhi said, Mrs. Zheng started to tremble with excitement. She got up hard and glared at Chen Zhi.
"You know nothing about the real gods. Don't think that winning the war has changed your destiny. You have no idea what happened."
When Mrs. Zheng said this, she pointed angrily at the man in the mural who jumped on the clouds to have sex with the goddess and said,
"If that impudent human being at that time had not ascended to the throne of heaven to have intercourse with my god, there would have been no Son of God in the world, and there would have been no demigods. There would have been no power in the world that could resist the gods, and there would not have been you.
This dirty bloodline..."
"enough!",
Chen Zhi interrupted her. He didn't want to say anything more to this ghost old lady and put the knife on her neck. At this time, Old Mrs. Zheng suddenly put her head on Chen Zhi's knife and turned her head toward her.
In front of him, he looked at Chen Zhi with extremely strange eyes, revealing a mysterious smile.
"Have you never thought that your ancestor Jiang Ziya was just a son of a god? No matter how powerful he was, how could he have the ability to kill gods? Have you never doubted where his god-conferring curse came from? Massacre
After meeting so many gods, are his hands clean? Let me tell you..."
After Mrs. Zheng finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and looked at Chen Zhi,