webnovelfull Chapter 450: In my name, I will deify God!
Chapter 450: In my name, I will deify God!
These two puppets are not just simple mechanical creations.
They actually copied several completely different yet extremely difficult superpowers!
They stood on the left and right, like the most loyal guards, protecting the self-cultivation furnace firmly behind them.
The cold "eyes" were fixed on all the "intruders" in the room.
All attack routes of Su Chen, as well as Xiao Zizai and Wang Zhenqiu who had just broken into the goal, were instantly blocked.
Seeing his masterpiece successfully activated and blocked the enemy,
Ma Xianhong's pale face revealed a morbid fanaticism and an almost cruel smile.
He coughed violently several times, and the blood foam he coughed out splashed on the ground, but he didn't care.
Instead, he pointed at the two puppets more excitedly and roared at Su Chen:
"see it!"
There was a mad gleam in his eyes.
"This is the creation of the Divine Machine! It is my Ma Xianhong's masterpiece!"
"Even if I only have one breath left! Even if I can't stand up! They can still tear you all to pieces!"
Ma Xianhong's voice was extremely shrill due to excitement, and it carried a kind of hysterical pleasure.
"Destroy my furnace? Destroy my hard work? Ask them first if they agree!"
His eyes swept across Su Chen's calm face, then turned to Xiao Zizai and Wang Zhenqiu, his face showing undisguised resentment and madness:
“Today, no one is allowed to touch my stove!
Whoever touches it will die here and serve as fuel for my furnace!"
The black and white puppets seemed to have understood his instructions, and the Qi fluctuations on their bodies became more intense.
The white puppet slightly bent its body, as if it was ready to use a Qi move at any time.
The black doll lowered his body, and a cold murderous intent spread out like a substance.
Ma Xianhong's voice echoed in the secret room, full of morbid excitement and resentment.
The black and white puppets stood motionless in front of the self-cultivation furnace like two silent gods of death.
The fluctuations of Qi emitted were like a real cold current, sweeping across the entire space.
The sword energy of Fu Rong simulated by the white puppet was extremely sharp.
The ghost shadows, ghost needles and primitive poison hidden on the black puppet's body are even more cold and strange, which makes people shudder.
Xiao Zizai looked at the two puppets with great interest. The bloodshot in his eyes had not faded, and the cruel smile on the corner of his mouth deepened:
“It’s interesting that one can copy other people’s methods to this extent.
Village Chief Ma, your craftsmanship is indeed quite good."
His tone was relaxed, as if he was not facing a mortal enemy, but two interesting toys.
"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense!"
Ma Xianhong leaned against the wall, panting heavily, but his eyes were fixed on Xiao Zizai and Wang Zhenqiu.
"None of you will leave here alive today! My darlings will tear you to pieces!"
"Oh my, you are so arrogant."
Wang Zhenqiu put his hands in his trouser pockets, tilted his head, and the cynical smile on his face faded slightly.
His eyes swept across the black and white puppets with a rare solemnity.
"However, these two iron lumps do look quite prickly."
He groaned and turned to look at Xiao Zizai:
"Brother Xiao, what do you mean? One for each of us?"
Xiao Zizai licked his lips and looked between the black and white dolls, as if evaluating which one was "more interesting":
"Whatever. However, these two things don't seem to be as simple as ordinary puppets."
Su Chen stood aside, watching the confrontation calmly.
He neither looked at Ma Xianhong nor paid special attention to the two puppets.
He just stood there quietly, his presence strangely weak, yet impossible to ignore.
"Hey, who cares if it's simple or not!"
Wang Zhenqiu suddenly grinned, with a hint of excitement and eagerness in his smile.
"That's great. Let me try out their weight!"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Zhenqiu suddenly pulled out his hand which was originally in his trouser pocket, and the playful expression on his face suddenly changed!
An indescribable, ancient and wild aura suddenly rose from his body!
His eyes narrowed, he shouted, and quickly formed seals with his hands in front of him.
He muttered something, and his voice became ethereal and majestic:
"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly responding to changes!"
"Control the evil and bind the demons, protect your life and body!"
"Wisdom is clear and the mind is at peace!"
"Three souls are eternal, and there is no loss of soul!"
As the spell was chanted, invisible ripples seemed to ripple around Wang Zhenqiu's body.
His eyes became sharp and full of spirit, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a rebellious arc.
The whole person's temperament has undergone a drastic change!
"In my name, I will become a god!"
"The Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun! Wu! Kong!"
He almost yelled out the last three words word by word!
In an instant, golden light burst out from his body.
A violent, unruly will descended, as if it was going to break through the sky!
Wang Zhenqiu's figure seemed to rise slightly in the light.
Although his appearance has not changed drastically, his domineering aura has remained unchanged.
Those eyes that sparkled with golden light and seemed to be burning with flames,
All of this indicates that the person standing here at this moment is not just Wang Zhenqiu, the cancer of the southwest!
"Monkey?!"
Ma Xianhong was stunned when he saw the changes in Wang Zhen's ball, and then a crazier grin appeared on his face.
"You're playing tricks on me! Come on! Tear him apart!"
After receiving the command, the black and white puppets moved instantly!
The black puppet's figure flashed, blending into the shadows like a ghost.
It was so fast that it only left a trail of shadow, and silently moved to the side and back of Wang Zhenqiu.
The air was filled with the strange footsteps of Ding Zihuan's ghostly steps and the cold murderous intent of Grandpa Bi's Ghost Gate Needle!
The white puppet charged forward, raised his arm,
An extremely condensed and sharp Qi burst out instantly, transforming into an unparalleled white sword energy.
Tearing through the air, he slashed directly at Wang Zhen's face!
It was Fu Rong's sword energy!
"Well done!"
Wang Zhenqiu, or rather, he who at this moment manifested the divinity of Sun Wukong, let out a hearty laugh.
Facing the sharp sword energy coming from Baiou, he did not dodge or evade.
He just took a sudden step forward and whipped out his right arm like a whip!
His arms were covered with a layer of light golden flames.
The movements seemed casual, but they carried a tyrannical and destructive aura!
"clang!"
A crisp sound like the collision of metal!
Wang Zhenqiu's palm actually hit directly on the white sword energy that was powerful enough to split stones!
The golden flame and the white sword energy collided violently, making a harsh friction sound.
The stirred air current made his clothes rustle.
The sharp sword energy was actually blocked by his seemingly casual palm.
It was smashed into pieces and turned into countless points of light and dissipated!
"what?!"
Ma Xianhong's eyes almost popped out and the crazy smile on his face froze.
He knew very well how powerful the sword energy of Fu Rong copied by Bai Ou was!
He was caught with bare hands?!
Ma Xianhong's expression turned serious.
“Is this the legendary way to summon the gods?
It’s really interesting!
But if you want to destroy the White Owl with this, you are still far from it! "