Chapter 1687 – Battling the Great Summer Ancient God
Lin Qiye’s gaze continuously sized up this Lord God Shepherd Boy in front of him, and a puzzled look emerged in his eyes.
He had smelled a terrifying aura fluctuating outside of the boundary, and he had wanted to enter to see if this Lord God sitting in the Great Three Temples was some acquaintance from his memories, but the one in front of him was a completely unfamiliar face.
Lin Qiye didn’t remember that the Heavenly Court of the later generations had such a main god.
”It’s the Wood God Jumang!” When Jia Lan saw the shepherd boy, he immediately spoke, “He’s the Heavenly Court Lord God who was previously invited by the Empress to be a guest at Yao Chi …… It’s a misunderstanding!”
”Misunderstanding? ……”
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes as he gazed at the bull-riding shepherd boy and spoke calmly, “I’m afraid not.”
”There’s almost no karma in his body …… This isn’t the Wood God Jumang, but a replicated fake.”
Hearing these words, Calan froze in place.
How did the fake …… enter the boundary? And by the order of which Queen Mother?
”The Western Queen Mother laid down the boundary, and the fake Western Queen Mother was able to open it, so it seems that the real Queen Mother is in danger.” Lin Qiye gripped the Heavenly Crowning Cloud Sword tightly and spoke indifferently.
A roaring dragon of thunder and light flew down from the air and transformed into a lance that landed between Huo Daisuke’s palms as he slowly walked to Lin Qiye’s side, his black and gold marquis uniform swinging gently in the smoke and dust as his terrifying battle intent shot up into the clouds!
”Then let’s kill this fake and save the real Queen Mother of the West.”
Sensing the aura from Lin Qiye and Huo Zhaodong, the shepherd boy on the cow’s back frowned slightly and spoke in surprise:
”Isn’t it a god, but a mortal?…… On earth, when did such strong people come out?”
Dang–!
Before Jurmang’s words fell, Lin Qiye slammed his foot on the ground, directly blasting a huge crater out of the earth, utilizing his strength to instantly flash in front of him, with a flash of sword awns rapidly zooming in front of his eyes!
Jumang’s gaze condensed as the grass whip in his hand lifted up, instantly extending several meters in length as it swam like a snake towards the hilt of the Heavenly Clouds Sword!
Lin Qiye pulled out a sword flower with his backhand, chopping the end of the grass whip into pieces, and the moment the blade touched Jumang’s throat, the latter was suddenly transformed into a lifelike wooden sculpture that was easily chopped into two pieces.
”Be careful.” Huo Zaiwei’s voice came from the back.
Lin Qiye sensed that something wasn’t right with his touch and immediately twisted his body to look downward, only to see that the green bull underneath the wooden sculpture expanded rapidly and hundreds of wooden hands grew out of the bull’s back, grabbing at Lin Qiye’s mid-air body.
The flashing sword awnings sliced through a large number of wooden hands, and the splattered pieces obscured the sky, just then, the wood shavings in the sky coalesced rapidly and transformed into a hideous bull’s head again, violently gnawing on Lin Qiye’s back.
Blood oozed out from Lin Qiye’s wounds but failed to bite through his body, he frowned, the arm that was gnawed on by the bull head in his mouth violently grabbed its chin, the other hand snapped into his eyes, surging power tumbled out and hardened, tearing this bull head into two halves!
Lin Qiye’s figure landed on the ground, and before he could stabilize himself, a green aura emerged from behind him, the
The shepherd boy held a grass whip in his hand with a solemn expression as he lightly pressed his right hand towards Lin Qiye’s shoulder!
As that tender palm touched Lin Qiye’s skin, a greenish shimmer seeped into him, but with a flash of light running through him, all those shimmers disappeared without a trace.
The shepherd boy froze in place:
”Hongmeng spirit tire? How is this possible?!”
Lin Qiye’s gaze flickered as a karmic thread connected along that palm into the shepherd boy’s body and spoke in a deep voice:
”My injury, return it to you.”
Bang-!
The shepherd boy’s back suddenly blossomed with several bloody colors as if it was being gnawed on by some kind of beast, and at the same time, the wounds that had just been left on Lin Qiye’s body by that bull’s head completely disappeared without a trace.
Under the power of the [Established Fruit], Lin Qiye transferred the “fruit” of the damage he had sustained to the shepherd boy through the silk thread.
At the same time, a roaring dragon of thunder and light broke through the air, and Makoto frowned as he was about to dodge away, but he was backhandedly locked in place by Lin Qiye’s palm!
In the next moment, the raging thunder light engulfed both Lin Qiye and the shepherd boy’s silhouettes at the same time, and a spear awn pierced through the shepherd boy’s back, stopping abruptly in mid-air just as it was about to pierce into Lin Qiye’s chest!
Puh-!
The shepherd boy spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face a little pale.
He looked down at his chest, only to see that a hideous bloody hole had torn through his heart, half of his body had been blown away by Huo Zaixiao’s blow, but as strands of greenish shimmering light flowed through his body, his body was coming back to life at an astonishing speed.
As the God of Springwood who was in charge of the growth of all things, his vitality was incomparably strong, and his injuries were being repaired even faster than An Qingyu!
”Zhu Rong! What are you waiting for!” The shepherd boy roared lowly.
Lin Qiye’s eyes contracted slightly, and immediately afterward, as if he sensed something, his body turned into a rainbow light and retreated rapidly!
Cluster-!
The flying wood shavings simultaneously spontaneously combusted, and the fluttering firelight converged together, vaguely outlining the figure of a tall man.
”How did the Hongmeng spirit tire …… get here?” Zhu Rong, who stepped out from the firelight, frowned at Lin Qiye, his eyes filled with incomprehension.
”Oh no, there’s actually a god hidden here?” When Zhan Yuwu saw this, his face immediately became grave.
The God of Spring Wood, Jumang, and the God of Summer Fire, Zhu Rong, stood side by side on the steps before the Dan Hall, and the two main gods’ auras overlapped, pressurizing the crowd a bit.
Sure enough, the Great Summer Gods of this era are very different from the later generations …… Lin Qiye looked at these two unfamiliar god shadows and secretly thought.
”Is he also a fake?” Huo asked.
”Uh-huh.”
”That’s just right, one for each.”
”Facing a Lord God alone? Can your body withstand it now?”
”It’s fine, there’s still me!” The red-haired Chloe walks over to Huo Zaiwei and pats her on the shoulder, “I, the ambassador of friendly exchanges between the Western Gods, will fight alongside you!”
”Then Zhu Rong will be given to you, Jumang can regenerate quickly and is restrained by my Tian Cong Yun Sword, give it to me.”
”We don’t have laws, can we kill them?”
”Try.”
”Good.”
Lin Qiye, Huo Zaiwei, and Chloe’s three human ceilings’ auras erupted with a roar, colliding with the two main gods on the steps, and a concussive aftershock visible to the naked eye swept in all directions!
As a sword roar resounded through the clouds, the five figures instantly collided together!
Dang-!
Blazing gusts of wind surged across the faces of Wu Quan and the others as they couldn’t control themselves as they retreated backward, it was difficult for them to support themselves under the aftereffects of the Divine Battle as they hadn’t yet reached the human ceiling.
”There’s a sturdy boundary inside the temple, quickly hide inside!” Caran rushed in front of a few people, using his physical body to block the battle’s aftershocks for them, while shouting.
Without the slightest hesitation, the remaining few people quickly rushed towards the nearest Dharma Hall, Wu Quan’s palm pushed in the air, opening the door of the hall, and they stepped into it one after another, then closed the door of the hall, isolating the battle aftermath from the outside.