I Can’t Be a Sword God

The night was as thick as ink, the stars and the moon were gone, only the strong wind and thunder continued, and the surrounding giant trees swayed endlessly.

Qing Shan carried a long bone gun and hurried across the forest, although his face was expressionless, the panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

Turning around a hillside, there was another dangerous place in front of him. In front of him was a big tree with three scratches engraved on it.

"Ah..." Qing Shan suddenly paused and let out a breath, "This is the third time."

The panic in his eyes became more and more intense, he looked left and right, then he gritted his teeth, picked up the bone gun in his hand, and swiped across the air.

Chick, a fourth mark was drawn on the trunk.

According to Gaoqiao Cave man's understanding of the mountains and forests, it is obvious that there should be no getting lost. He can be sure that he is going in a different direction.

But come back here every time.

The ghost hit the wall.

The word came to his mind.

He slightly regretted that he shouldn't be so aggressive.

But……

Aoyama is also very helpless.

There are more blood demon crystals in the depths of the valley of terror, but ghosts are also many times more fierce, which they all know. Therefore, the candidates for the Holy Son have always dealt with some ordinary ghosts outside, slowly accumulating blood demon crystals.

But something has happened to the uncanny valley recently, he walked around the periphery for a long time, but he didn't meet a single ghost, as if they were all wiped out by people!

Weird.

Helpless, he had no choice but to venture deeper.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I went deep, I encountered this unusual ghost.

Qingshan turned left and right, pondered for a moment, and simply sat down with his back against the big tree.

Since you can't get out no matter how you go, then don't go. Although it is difficult to see day and night in Uncanny Valley, the Yin Qi is strong at night, and the power of ghosts will be stronger. When the sky turns around, he may not be able to break through here.

Thinking of this, he gradually calmed down.

Click——

A flash of lightning flashed suddenly, and the four fields were frightened.

From the corner of the eye of Qingshan, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in the forest not far away!

He jumped up suddenly, holding the bone spear, "Who?!"

The other party didn't respond, Qingshan's eyes were locked tightly, and he simply stepped forward and pressed all the way.

In the darkness, the person on the opposite side was vaguely wearing the animal-pattern costumes of Gaoqiao Cave people, and his figure was vague. Qingshan asked in a deep voice, "Who is it? Shuigen? Mulan? Is it you?"

click.

Another flash of lightning suddenly illuminated again, and Qing Shan saw the man's appearance clearly.

It was a headless corpse!

Not only is the head missing, but the entire right arm is also missing, standing there straight.

"ah!"

This broken corpse made Qing Shan scream, and turned around and ran away!

But suddenly there was laughter from the shadows ahead.

"You're scared..."

Qingshan stopped in his footsteps, picked up his spear, looked in the direction of the sound, and then at the standing corpse behind him, his face full of horror.

"Why are you afraid? He is obviously your companion..."

The voice was hoarse and old, like a night owl imitating human speech, extremely unpleasant.

An old man in a sackcloth floated out of the forest.

"I will fight with you!"

Qingshan finally saw the ghosts in this area, he immediately shouted, and was about to kill them.

But he heard the old man laugh again.

"You have ghosts in your heart..."

Karala...

A strange sound resounded from Qingshan's chest. He trembled all over. When he looked down, a pale hand came out of his heart. Behind this hand was a head...

That face was pale and blood-stained, with staring eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

Aoyama can recognize it at a glance.

That is also one of the Gaoqiao Cave people who participated in this Holy Son Contest, Qingshan's childhood playmate, Huzi.

"You have ghosts in your heart..."

The old man's voice seemed to be able to penetrate into the soul, and it kept echoing in Qingshan's ears, reminding him of many scenes.

Just a few hours ago, on the outskirts of Uncanny Valley, he met Huzi.

Because they have always been friends, even in the battle of the Son, they still chose to go together.

But Qingshan gradually developed evil intentions.

Huzi's strength has always been higher than him, and he has collected more blood demon crystals than him. And he has been busy all day, but he has not gained much. If this continues, he will definitely lose.

So he took advantage of the tiger's unpreparedness, flew a spear, and cut off his arm. Hu Zi, who had almost lost the ability to resist, was soon beheaded by him again.

Qingshan buried Huzi's body on the spot, and continued on the road with the blood demon crystals he had accumulated.

This kind of thing may happen in every Holy Son battle, but no one will pursue the victor's past, and he has no fear of being discovered.

That's why, just seeing a broken corpse, he would lose his power in an instant and be attacked by fear.

Because he has ghosts in his heart.

Now the ghost came out.

...

Moments of fear like this happen all the time in this valley

In the world invisible to the naked eye, there are countless silk threads connecting every area of ​​this wild mountain, forming an infinitely vast spider web. Whenever there is fear, there will be a black smoke along the silk thread, and gradually transmit to the very center of this valley.

There is an ancient and strange altar there.

The altar is surrounded by several huge pillars of unknown material, and mysterious scrolls are carved on the pillars.

In the center of the altar, there is a figure that seems to have been like this since ancient times, sitting here cross-legged, his body seems to be cast from some kind of dark blue metal, not like a fleshy body.

If Li Chu was here, he should find this existence familiar.

The... evil spirits he had encountered before.

It's just that this evil spirit is not that evil spirit. As the last few mysterious existences left by the witch gods in the human world, their power sources are different.

In the past, the source of the evil spirit's power was luck. After being beheaded by Li Chu, it survived with another body. Unexpectedly, he was summoned by his own believers to come to Li Chu again, and was beheaded twice, and now the grass on the grave has changed a few times.

And this one feeds on fear.

That's why it used this piece of land soaked in demonic energy to transform a terrifying valley of its own. The fear of intruders is its favorite delicacy.

For others, there is only horror here, but for it it is a paradise.

The people outside vaguely know that there is such a fear-devouring existence here, but few people have seen its true face. They named it "King of Fear Eater".

"The great fear of people before death is really delicious..."

The Terror Eater slowly opened his eyes.

"It's just... what's going on?"

It looked at the silk thread on the east side, and the silk thread from the east of the valley was broken in a large area. Each silk thread represents a ghost, and some breaks are normal. However, such a large number of breaks in such a short period of time almost caused the collapse of the entire eastern spider web, which is very abnormal.

So its line of sight extended along that illusory silk thread, gathering everything in its eyes wherever it passed.

...

"Did we meet a ghost hitting the wall?" Mu Lan said guiltily.

After all, in this small team, she exists as a guide.

previously.

After encountering two Taoist priests in the forest, she was once shocked by the large number of blood demon crystals collected by Li Chu. Li Chu hopes to sell these blood demon crystals to Gaoqiaodong, and the wholesale price can also be negotiated.

But where Mu Lan can make the decision, she can only say that when the Holy Son dispute is over, she can take Li Chu to Gaoqiao Cave and have a detailed discussion with the elders of the clan.

Later, she learned that Li Chu was looking for the legendary tomb of the devil in the uncanny valley.

She narrated that according to legend, it was because of the existence of the tomb of the devil that the uncanny valley became like this. Therefore, people in Gaoqiao Cave generally believe that the closer you are to the depths of the Uncanny Valley, the more ferocious the ghosts are, the closer you are to that tomb.

Li Chu's master and apprentice didn't know the Uncanny Valley, so Mu Lan suggested that she could be their guide, and the reward would be some small blood demon crystals.

Although it may be very risky, there is no other way. With her injuries, it is almost impossible to participate in the battle of the Holy Son. But if Li Chu leaked something between her fingers, it was enough for her to win.

Mu Lan can only bet that this little Taoist priest has a high level of cultivation, enough to defeat the most terrifying existence here.

Li Chu was also happy to have someone lead the way, anyway, the price was only a few worthless diamonds.

It hit it off.

Before he left, the little Taoist had already opened Mu Lan's eyes.

I saw a small sun in his right hand, shrouded in golden light, and Mu Lan's injuries were wiped away in a blink of an eye!

Mu Lan was pleasantly surprised to see the two huge, dried-up flesh and blood pits between her legs, which were immediately filled up.

The legs became smooth, clean and strong again.

"This hole... unexpectedly... just like this... was filled..."

She murmured in disbelief.

Li Chu didn't say anything, but Lao Du jumped out in a timely manner and said, "Isn't it amazing? There are still many things that my master is amazing about!"

"It's really good." Mu Lan swung her legs and praised sincerely.

After that, he led the two masters and apprentices to continue in-depth.

He encountered ghosts several times before, but every time Li Chu killed the ghosts without waiting for them to show any means, he could only judge their strength by the size of the dropped blood demon crystals.

Can't help but let Mu Lan's eyes open.

After turning around a hillside, they continued to move forward. After walking for a while, they came back here again.

Mu Lan was a little embarrassed, afraid that she had led the wrong way, and very suspicious that she had encountered a ghost.

"Is the ghost hitting the wall?" Li Chu looked around after hearing the words.

"It's possible, because I can be sure that the direction I'm walking is definitely not turning in circles..." Mu Lan said, "It may be an extremely powerful ghost that unknowingly changed everything around it."

"It doesn't matter." Li Chu said calmly: "I have special skills to deal with ghosts hitting the wall."

In fact, he doesn't have much experience in dealing with ghosts hitting the wall, but he hasn't failed before, so he is very confident.

"Is that the direction we're going?" He raised his finger and pointed ahead.

"Yes." Mu Lan nodded, and then realized something was wrong, "Wait, what are you going to do..."

Li Chu drew out his sword inexplicably and raised it to the air.

"As long as there is no wall, that ghost has nothing to fight." Li Chu said calmly.

Then the sword fell lightly.

With this sword, he was trying to change the terrain, so he used a full half of his spiritual power. It's just that the level is already high now, and it is not inferior to the full-strength sword of the past.

boom--

An indescribable column of sword energy pierced through the air!

Even though they were behind Li Chu, Mu Lan and Lao Du were overturned to the ground in an instant!

They didn't even bother to stand up, they just looked at the sword in astonishment.

Duranke is better, although he doesn't know the upper limit of his master's strength. But he knows that the master's strength does not necessarily have an upper limit...

So he won't be too surprised by what Li Chu does.

Mu Lan was immediately dumbfounded.

You call this a "skill"?

Looking at the incomparably thick, incomparably hot, incomparably long and almost invisible pillar of red sword qi... What kind of skills do you need if you have this...

She couldn't help thinking of a sentence in her heart.

Grandpa, so you didn't lie to me.

It turns out that there are really gods on the other side of the mountain...

Rumble rumble——

This sword swayed all the way forward.

Not only the dense forest blocking the way, but also dense fog, stubborn rocks, steep slopes, and mountain peaks... Hundreds of feet ahead, including half of the mountain, were directly emptied! It's not that the mountain was emptied, but it was connected to the small half of the mountain!

There is only one path left with a roiling heat wave.

The surrounding thick black fog slowly flows in, and will be evaporated by the continuous heat wave.

at the same time.

Nearby, beside this wide path of sword energy, a somewhat furtive figure also appeared.

It was an old man in a linen robe, with a stooped figure and a haggard face... He was standing on the edge of this path, standing on his own with a golden rooster in an awkward posture.

As a ghost, it should be quite embarrassing to be seen in such a scene.

But there is no way, if he hadn't retracted one foot in time, he might also be affected by the sword energy and evaporate from the world.

The sword energy was so terrifying that he even forgot to put his foot down.

It's just that all the blocking things in front disappeared, and he was suddenly exposed in front of Li Chu's sight, and the atmosphere was quite subtle.

Li Chu looked at him.

He looked at Li Chu.

After a long while, he blinked and said in a dark and hoarse voice: "You...you have a ghost in your heart..."

It's just that this sentence was spoken intermittently, and the tone was somewhat lacklustre, it was a bit reluctant.

"When are you still reading the lines? Don't you know how to run?" Duranke clicked his tongue and gave him a thumbs up: "Dedicated."

"Oh..." The old man was just so frightened that he was dumbfounded, but when he reminded him at this time, he immediately remembered.

Escape is important.

He turned around, took off his robe, and wanted to float away like a big bird.

But the next second.

A flying fire meteor quickly tailed past.

...

Plop, plop.

It seemed that something was beating violently, and it seemed that something was tightening violently.

In the middle of that ancient and weird altar.

The fear-eating king happened to see this scene in his eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly, it felt a faint black smoke enveloped itself, which was the smoke of fear.

Almost subconsciously, it feeds on the fear. Strangely enough, this fear did not increase its strength.

Huh?

Its thoughts were interrupted.

The King of Terror Eaters is very strange. He can't increase his strength after being devoured. This is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

"Let me see whose fear this is..."

"Oh, so it's mine."