Yun Qishen

Chapter 1176 The Book of Strength (14)

(God's perspective)
"You are so ugly, how can there be such an ugly god like you in the world?"

The young man laughed at the little god wearing a mask.

At that time, the god emperor had not yet been discovered as the son of the god master.

As a minor god, he was sent to the lower realm to practice.

Before he could figure out his next goal in the lower realm, a young man tied him up and hung him from a tree.

"Are you really a god? Show me how you turn some gold."

The young man poked the little god emperor's face with a wooden stick, his expression and tone were full of sarcasm.

"There are regulations in the upper world. Gods are not allowed to cast spells in front of ordinary people unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Hey, brat, if you want to lie, you have to think about it before you lie! Those who pretend to be gods and ghosts go to those rich people, they believe in these things very much.

Today, it's your kid's unlucky fall in my hands.If you can't pay the money, you have to leave me with a hand or a leg. "

The young man naturally didn't believe what the little god emperor said, he insisted on robbing money.

But the Little God Emperor lacked mana and didn't have the energy to conjure gold, silver and treasures.

Just when the little God Emperor was in trouble, a sharp arrow smeared with rabbit blood flew over and pierced the rope that was hanging the little God Emperor.

Immediately afterwards, a masked boy rushed out from the grass. The boy stabbed at the young man with a sword, and killed the young man with two tight strokes.

The boy quickly drew his sword and pointed it at the little God Emperor, "Hand over all the valuables!"

The little god emperor got up from the ground, and he slowly raised his head to look at the boy.

The boy's hair was messy and his face was covered in mud.

The little God Emperor's ugly appearance scared the boy back subconsciously.

"Ugh, that's disgusting."

The young man cursed disgustingly, he bent down and took away the belongings of the fallen young man and left quickly.

Looking at the back of the young man leaving and the young man who fell to the ground, the little God Emperor gradually became clear about the environment he was in.

I am about to experience myself in this selfish lower realm.

No matter how selfish the ordinary people in the lower realm are, they will not become as excessive as those gods in the upper realm.

In the lower world, a place that is not blessed by the gods, ordinary people survive by constantly plundering other people's things.

The place where the little god emperor stepped was full of dead bodies of unknown appearance, and there were even some people fighting over the dead bodies.

The little god emperor didn't understand why he was sent to this kind of place for training. The other gods were all sent to the fairyland full of aura, but he was the only one who was kicked here.

"It turns out that those gods who were driven down will become like this..."

The little god emperor stepped on the dead bodies everywhere and walked towards the dawn in front of him.

"Get out of the way of the ugly!"

A hunched old man knocked open the little God Emperor with a pot in his arms and ran into the night, chasing after the old man was the boy holding the sword and a strong man with scars all over his body.

They all bumped away the little god emperor, and the boy with the sword saw that he couldn't catch up with the old man, so he drew his arrow and shot it.

The arrow passed through the old man's ankle, and the old man fell to the ground holding the pot.

The boy and the young man also easily chased after him.

The little god emperor looked sideways at the three people here, young and middle-aged and a rickety old man.

The strong man grabbed the rickety old man's neck and was about to take the pot away, but the young man with the sword pierced the strong man's stomach again with a single blow.

"you!"

Before the strong man had time to get excited, the rickety old man he was holding also pierced the strong man's heart with a small dagger.

The strong man fell to the ground, and the old man had to fall to the ground again. The young man took the opportunity to bend down and try to grab the pot, but the old man was unable to do anything while protecting the young man with his body.

"You want to die? Get it here!"

The young man held the old man's neck with his sword, and the old man had no choice but to let go.

"Here you are! Here you are! I'll give you everything! Just spare my old man's life!"

The old man closed his wrinkled hands, and he kept begging the young man to spare his life.

The boy didn't feel any sympathy for the old man like this, he was determined to kill the old man, only in this way could he hold the jar with peace of mind.

The old man was not a good person, he took advantage of the young man's moment of pride and stabbed the young man's throat with the poisonous needle hidden in his hand.

Witnessing this fight, the little God Emperor thought that all the corpses on the ground were transformed in this way.

In the end, the old man dragged his injured leg and continued to walk forward, but the old man died of poisoning while walking.

It turned out that the boy had poisoned the arrow. From the very beginning, he never thought that the old man would survive, but he didn't expect his own destruction.

The three people who fought all died, and the little god emperor also went to check the contents of the jar out of curiosity.

When the little God Emperor was about to walk over, a voice stopped him.

"If I were you, you wouldn't bother with that and wonder what's in that jar."

The little god emperor stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

That person is none other than the mortal who was the mortal Zhu Xian back then.

It's just that mortals at this time don't have the power to kill immortals.

"who are you?"

The little God Emperor questioned.

"You don't need to know." The mortal was wearing linen clothes that were neither dirty nor clean, and he was looking for something among the dead bodies with a wooden stick.

"Why do you say you don't care about what's in that jar? You know what's in that jar?"

"I don't know what's in the jar and have no interest in knowing.

In this troubled world, something that can be competed by many people is definitely not a good thing.

It's been this month that more than 90 groups of people have died here because of that jar. "

When a mortal pushes away a dead body with a stick, he finds a weed, and he even squats down to pull it out.

"You are very strange, unlike any mortal I have ever met."

The little god emperor also made a comment, and the mortal followed suit.

"You too, you're not even human. What the hell are you?"

"I am the god of the upper realm."

"Are all the gods in the upper realm as ugly as you?"

"No, I'm the only ugly person in the Upper Realm."

"It turns out that gods are also beautiful and ugly, hehe. Why do you stupid things think you are so supreme?"

The mortal didn't pay much attention to the little god emperor and turned his head to leave.

Before the little god emperor had time to ask more questions, the gods of the upper realm sent a thunderbolt down and hit the little god emperor.

[Look at that ugly monster!Ridiculous! 】

[It's ridiculous!That's ridiculous! 】

[He actually talked to these lowly mortals! 】

[Sure enough, the low-level appearance and even the breathing are so low-level, why don't you jump to Zhuxiantai alive and become a low-level mortal! 】

【Hahaha. 】

The mocking sound of the gods from the upper realm stimulated the little god emperor, and only one goddess looked at the little god emperor worriedly.

The little god emperor was trapped in the place where the lightning struck and couldn't move, so he saw different people fighting for the jar again and again.

I also saw that mortal appearing under the dead body looking for wild vegetables time and time again.

Until the arrival of the little god emperor's brother...

(End of this chapter)