Chapter 5: Brother Monkey's Butt is Unusually Red

  That bronze rod is just a treasure that Wu Zhiyi has cultivated with some innate materials on his hands, and it has some small magical powers. However, its grade is not among the top-notch innate treasures, nor does it have any great merits. Therefore, although it can withstand the Divine Gun for a while, it cannot last long.

  Regicide Gun, once one of the four preeminent innate treasures, and also the most ferocious in terms of attack power. Although later due to damage to the origin of the law treasure, it was downgraded to a pinnacle innate spiritual treasure, but its powerful attack power did not weaken much. Even though it lost its function of suppressing the aura, it still contained countless killing intent, making it invincible in harming and killing people. Even some non-top-grade innate spiritual treasures found it hard to withstand it for even a moment.

  After dozens of impacts, the bronze iron rod let out a helpless and mournful cry.

  "Boom!" It instantly turned into iron filings filling the sky.

  Hiding behind it, the huge impact wave was affected, and he, who was injured, couldn't react in time. Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he tragically flew out.

  "You scoundrel, relying on your powerful magic treasure to bully me! If you have the ability, let me leave and find a suitable magic treasure of my own. I'll come back and we'll have a great battle of 300 rounds!"

  Wu Zhiji continued to exert his strength, and with a swift motion, he transformed into a stream of light, fleeing towards the vast and desolate mountains.

  "Damn it! Do you think I'm a fool? Want to run!" Zhang Zilong has always been a ruthless and cunning man, his three lights policy is his lifelong motto, how could he let that monkey go?!

  Only to see Zhang Zilong's body like a meteor, instantly catching up, the speed was so fast that it stirred up the spiritual energy around him. Over the years, with the increase in strength, the prince's most proud speed was even more astonishing, vaguely visible, and one could see the spatial cracks appearing where he passed by, which was unimaginably fast!

  In the blink of an eye, Zhang Zilong appeared in front of Wu Zixu.

  The owl was so frightened that its liver and gallbladder were about to split, let out a shrill cry, quickly changed direction, and continued flying away.

  Watching this guy running around, Zhang Zilong's mouth twitched silently behind him, and finally he couldn't help but roar: "Damn it, stop running! Even if you run, dare you not to show your ass to me? That red and round butt of yours is just like a taillight!"

  The Wu Zhi Qi in front, who was busy escaping with his life, almost didn't come up for air when he heard this and choked to death: Dammit! Do you think I wanted it to be like this?! The problem is my butt was originally red anyway!

  Look at that guy, still fleeing without a care, Zhang Zilong was furious. He had originally wanted to capture him and take him home as a pet, but he didn't expect this wild monkey to be so uncooperative: "You're asking for death yourself, don't blame the crown prince for not giving you an opportunity!"

  Yan Bai horizontally picked up the God-slaying Gun and pulled it back, making a throwing motion.

  In the old days, Zhang Zilong was a good hand at throwing darts. Although nowadays birds have changed to cannons and small darts have become divine killing guns, hasn't the bullseye also become a monkey's buttocks? The size is just right, haha!

  "Give it to me!"

  With a large amount of magic power stored, the Gun of Godslayer was shot out by Zhang Zilong with great force. The gun head shone with a dark black light, and the entire body of the gun rushed towards Wu Zhixu's round buttocks at high speed. The shadow of the gun could hardly be seen with the naked eye, and only a flash of light was felt in front.

  Two people were separated by hundreds of miles, yet in just a few short seconds, the God-slaying Gun had ruthlessly pierced Red Heart.

  "Ahhh!" Wu Zhong Qi only felt a powerful impact, from his own dantian piercing through his body. That violent innate killing intent directly dispersed Wu Zhong Qi's quasi-saint level primordial spirit, and at the same time also turned his proud body into fragments.

  "Boom!"

  A beautiful firework, thus blooming in the vast sky of the wilderness. A generation of spiritual monkeys, the red-bottomed macaques, a generation of quasi-saints, the Huai River's Wu Zhi Qi, thus fell.

  A pair of pale hands grasped the God-slaying Gun that had just devoured a quasi-Saint expert, its body now even more densely shrouded in murderous aura.

  A dashing young man, strolling out of the clouds with an air of ease, who would have thought that such a seemingly helpless young master could instantly slay the Huai Water Great Demon that had brought ruin and devastation to countless tribes in the primordial chaos.

  "Ugh, it's really poor, no wonder it's just a wild monkey. With this kind of ability, it can still be considered a quasi-saint? Alas! A graduate of a prestigious school, the gap between me and this wild quasi-saint is really big!" Someone shamelessly sighed.

  Although Wu Zhixi was destroyed, the Honghuang water system that had already changed its course could not calm down for a while. However, such things would naturally be solved by the tribe itself, and the prince could not interfere too much with the direction of the tribe.

  With a profound gaze in the direction of the vast mountains, the prince's body transformed into a flowing light and vanished into thin air.

  "Mysterious and desolate mountains, the Panwang, zombies, haha, what kind of strange thing is this? What power is it that even our Master can't calculate the cause and effect? It seems like we need to go take a look."

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  Xī jí, guāng míng "xiǎo dǎo", yóu yú dàng nián shén zhàn, tiān shǐ zú yì jǔ xiāo miè le rù qīn de ào lín pǐ sī shén zú, hé běi ōu jù shén, yī shí guò huì míng yuǎn bō, ér tiān shǐ zú xiàn rèn shǒu lǐng——shén shèng tiān shǐ zhāng jié wén, yě chéng le xī jí zhī dì de zhēn zhèng bà zhǔ.

  Zeus and others who escaped back to the continent of Olympus, now do not dare to set foot on the continent of light, in that war, their fathers' gods all fell, even Gaia, the creator god of the Olympian tribe, was captured by that terrifying man and became his concubine. Hmm, at least in Zeus' understanding, a beautiful woman being caught by a man is this result.

  Many years have passed since the war of the gods. At this moment, a floating island in the sky above the mainland of light is emitting boundless sacred radiance. It was later established as the City in the Sky, the new residence of the angel tribe, while the original residence centered on the Sacred Light Pool has disappeared with the Sacred Light Pool being merged into the Genesis by Zhang Jingwen.

  In a temple filled with ancient Roman style, a lovely girl sat quietly. The girl looked like she was seventeen or eighteen years old, but the inviolable dignity between her eyebrows was exceptionally strong.

  On her delicate face, a gentle expression that seemed to have remained unchanged for eternity was etched, with a golden mark between her eyebrows that accentuated her already stunning beauty.

  Behind her stretched out seven pairs of snow-white wings, okay, our lovely and charming little princess Biyue has finally evolved into a birdman tribe, I don't know if Zhang Zilong will hear this news, whether he will be so angry that he will clench his fists and stamp his feet.

  At this moment, Jingwen's primordial spirit had completely transformed into a crystal clear fourteen-sided polyhedron, floating in her sea of consciousness.

  The entire crystal was filled with a milky white glow, and wrapped around the crystal was a nine-clawed cyan dragon. The cyan dragon seemed to be alive, as if it were real.

  This is the path of enlightenment that Princess Jingwen has come to realize for herself over the years, the path of divinity!

  Unlike the gods of Heaven after the Honghuang seal, Princess Jingwen's divine path is one of the three thousand great paths, condensing spiritual power, merging the faith of all living beings, and achieving infinite divinity. As long as faith continues, even if the divine collapses, it will be reborn in the infinite future, which is almost as miraculous as the Eastern Sage's Heavenly Way being indestructible and the sage being immortal!

  Of course, the gods are too dependent on faith, which is also a serious problem. If a powerful being wants to destroy a god, he can directly slaughter his believers, and the god will fall without having to be killed specifically.

  Fortunately, Jingwen's spiritual head is not completely dependent on the divine column, but combines her own Xuanmen Canglong Yuanshen with the divine column. In this way, even if there is a problem with the faith in the divine column, she still has Yuanshen to rely on.

  These years, the little girl relied on her extraordinary intelligence (is she a mischievous spirit?) and transcendent talent to completely grasp control of the Angel Clan in her hands. Of course, it couldn't have been done without the secret support of her old man.

  In addition, on the Avenue of Gods, Xiaoyao is now a 14-winged angel, which is equivalent to a Daluo-level strongman in the Primordial Wilderness.

  "Hmm, recently there have been a large number of small worlds floating in the chaos that have merged into Honghuang, and among them, many people's powers are strange, and a massive death energy is permeating a continent. Should I tell Dad about it?" Our God bit his finger, thinking anxiously.