I have a city in another world

Chapter 2930 Kill the God with one finger!
"Roar!"

A shattered statue angered more statues and made them share the same hatred.

They roared at Tang Zhen, then rushed out of the square, went straight to Tang Zhen and killed them.

The surrounding monks who were wrapped in mud and turned into mud statues were also driven to rush towards Tang Zhen.

Like a black wave, Tang Zhen was surrounded, like an isolated island about to bear the impact of a huge wave.

Seeing this scene, the Great Elder was secretly shocked.

All the monks were thinking, in the face of such a terrible attack, could Tang Zhen withstand it?
At this moment, with Tang Zhen as the center, there was a wave of waves in the air.

The waves spread towards the four directions, one wave after another, as if it would never subside.

The seemingly gentle waves actually hide a terrifying power, which is enough to dissolve any power.

Those clay statues rushing towards Tang Zhen received an irresistible impact, and were pushed backwards in all directions.

In the process of flying backwards, the mud shell on the surface of the body shattered and fell off, revealing the body covered in mud.

Both male and female monks are naked, without any cover at all.

Although some parts of the body have been petrified and corroded, the consciousness has been restored.

Surprise flashed across the faces of these monks, and they felt the emotion of escaping life and death.

"Bang bang bang!"

Like hailstones falling, countless figures fell to the ground, and then climbed up again in embarrassment.

During this rush and fall, the cultivators have regained control of their bodies, but if they want to recover, they will have to practice for a while.

They sat directly on the ground, while repairing their bodies, they also stared at the battlefield ahead.

Among the countless retreating figures, Tang Zhen in the center stood tall like a mountain, completely unaffected.

Then the monks saw that the statues rushing towards Tang Zhen suddenly showed a frightened expression.

It turned out that a gust of fresh wind was blowing, mixed with drizzle like silk, and drenched on those menacing god statues.

The indestructible statue unexpectedly had pits appearing one after another under the beating of raindrops.

This was just the beginning, as the raindrops became denser, the surface of the statue began to become blurred.

The turbid and smelly muddy water flowed down continuously along the huge body of the statue.

The closer it was to Tang Zhen, the denser the rain became, and it poured down on the statue.

"Clap!"

The waving arm of the god statue rushing to the front broke suddenly, and the decorations on its body had long been blurred.

The top of the head was full of potholes, and an unwilling roar came out from the deformed mouth.

As soon as the roar came out, it stopped abruptly, and the huge head broke off from the neck, rolling and falling to the ground.

"Whoa!"

This shattering sound echoed continuously in the square, and soon there were more shattering sounds.

Under the beating of the rainwater, the hideous and huge statues of gods were constantly limp on the ground, turning into piles of mud.

These objects made of mud, washed by the purest water system energy, are simply vulnerable.

"Wow……"

Seeing the statues of gods fall down, the weird pottery figures in the square immediately let out bursts of wailing.

Looking at them, they are obviously extremely sad, and they are crying and regretting the fall of those god statues.

There are also many pottery people, jumping and cursing Tang Zhen loudly, while chanting inexplicable spells.

Not long after, there was a howl in the distance.

Countless monks suddenly rushed out of the thick fog, dragging their stiff bodies towards Tang Zhen.

These are the controlled puppet monks. Driven by the weird pottery man, they attacked Tang Zhen again.

Puppet monks are not statues, and they are not afraid of being washed by the purest water. There are at least ten thousand in total.

Every monk who watched the battle couldn't help feeling worried. They were afraid that Tang Zhen would lose to the puppet monks, and that would completely lose hope.

Unexpectedly, the thought had just arisen, but Tang Zhen smiled coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed in front of him.

"Roar!"

The puppet monks rushing towards Tang Zhen stopped suddenly, and they rushed towards the place where the Tao people gathered in the direction of their fingers.

The Tao man screamed and cursed in horror, and was reduced to piles of broken pieces in the rampage of the puppet monks.

The gentle wind and drizzle floating in the sky drenched the debris, turning the debris into mud.

The melted mud squirmed and struggled, stretching out its arms and head, but in the end it was impossible to restore the original form because of the washing of the rain.

After struggling for a long time, there was no more movement.

The monks watching the battle were amazed. They never expected such a terrible crisis to be easily resolved by Tang Zhen!

When they came back to their senses, they realized that all the pottery men had turned into mud, and those puppet monks with red talismans on their bodies stood like statues on the square.

As the rain poured down, muddy water continued to flow out of their seven orifices.

Although it looked terrible, but with the flow of muddy water, the originally blurred facial features of the puppet monk gradually became clear.

The strange aura on his body is also slowly dissipating, becoming no different from a normal monk.

Seeing this, the monks watching the battle suddenly realized that Tang Zhen had saved the lives of a large group of monks again.

If the mud is allowed to remain in the body, the puppet monk will be sealed away and will never be able to gain freedom.

Another minute or so later, the puppet monk who had been stiff all over suddenly bent over and began to vomit.

Streams of black mud sprayed out from their mouths, and their pale faces became normal.

After the mud was vomited away, the distraught monks looked around suspiciously, wanting to figure out what happened?
Then they saw that countless pottery statues turned into mud, and countless treasure-hunting monks sat paralyzed on the surrounding square.

In the very center of the square, there was a huge figure with a hideous expression on his face.

This huge figure exudes a terrifying aura, and just looking at it makes one's soul tremble.

Looking at the huge figure, there was actually a cultivator standing opposite him. From his appearance, it was clear that he didn't pay attention to the huge figure at all.

The puppet monks who escaped from the dead couldn't figure out where it was and what happened?
The only thing to do is to wait and see.

Unknowingly, the wind and rain subsided, and everything returned to calm.

There was silence all around, and all the monks were looking at Tang Zhen and Tan Shen.

"You really want to court death?"

Tan Shen returned to his original appearance, closed his open mouth, retracted his protruding eyes, and looked quite solemn.

"court death?"

Tang Zhen looked at Tan Shen and smiled coldly.

"You monster, with a body made of mud, can kill me?

Without giving you a lesson, I really thought I was a god! "

As soon as Tang Zhen's words fell, there was a burst of lightning and thunder, and a huge finger fell from the sky.

Tan Shen's complexion changed drastically, he raised his head and opened his mouth to the sky, countless white bones sprayed out.

The white bones formed a shield and floated above Tan Shen's head, trying to resist the fingers falling from the sky.

With a loud bang, the bone shield let out a whine, and was poked into pieces by the fingers that fell from the sky.

The remaining power of the finger remained undiminished, and it directly poked on the top of Tan Shen's head.

"Crack!"

On the top of Tan Shen's head, a big hole was poked out by his fingers, and clear cracks appeared on his face.

Black air emerged from the crack, and there was billowing magma hidden inside. Although it healed quickly, the scar was extremely terrifying.

"court death!"

Tan Shen's expression became ferocious again, and countless bone spears sprayed from his mouth, smashing towards Tang Zhen overwhelmingly.

"But so!"

Tang Zhen said in a cold voice, raising his hand again and pointing forward.

An invisible force shattered those bone spears into powder, and then landed on Tan Shen's body.

"Crack..."

The ground began to shake, accompanied by a howl, followed by continuous cracking sounds.

Tan Shen's body was covered with cracks, and with an unconcealable shock on his face, he shattered and collapsed suddenly.

(End of this chapter)