The Endless Shuttle

"Humph……"

Luo Hao snorted and trembled with anger, shaking off the white spider silk on Hanfu clothes.

"This time I will pay you back what you deserve. When I challenge you next time, the outcome will be hard to say."

Hearing this, Rope shook his head with a smile.

"Follow yourself, Yelang is arrogant. It is indeed a good way for you to be indulged in martial arts, the teacher, but the path I chose is much faster than you. If I can defeat the "fight and defeat the Buddha" this time, do you think there is still hope for me? "

Martial arts and magic are different.

The former requires years of experience and insights, while the latter requires endless knowledge of taboos. Simply Rope made it outrageous from the very beginning, and the ancient evil gods supported it.

Even if these are removed, Rope can walk sideways in the world with power alone.

The comprehensiveness of the "Army God of the East", the control of the "ruler of the sky", the killing of the "Sigh of the Shallow Sea", the defense of the "Guardian Oath", the "Eye of Asathir"... this is for the time being Don't mention it.

In a word, he can completely fight against "Holy King" Rama, that is, "Maintain God" Vishnu.

Seeing the teacher's silent and gloomy expression, Rope knew that if he got angry while provoking, he would have to fight again, he stopped the words with interest and turned to talk.

"Do you need me to inform your men?"

"Don't bother."

Luo Hao said coldly.

"I'll go back right away. If you want to see me, you can come to Hong Kong to find the Lu family. Then we will return to the mainland together, and I will send someone to investigate the legend of fighting and defeating the Buddha."

"Thank you, the leader over there?" Luo Pei smiled.

As soon as the voice fell, the beautiful black-haired girl disappeared in front of his eyes, causing Rope to sigh the magic of alchemy.

Although his "wind" is also fast, it must be called by someone to pass, which is a bit regrettable.

Getting up from the chair, Rope did not rush downstairs, standing in front of the wide window looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, as well as the modern high-rise buildings with a few corners slightly exposed.

Not only Monkey King, the hunting speed of the other gods must be accelerated.

It stands to reason that the stronger the strength, the more stable it should be. But Rope became anxious instead.

He was worried that if he indulged in this "invincible" state for a long time, would it have an adverse effect on his future trials.

Just like what Acelia said-power, not every world can use.

To this end, Rope must be prepared for other homework.

The green magic pattern on his arm lay quietly, like the "Book of the Dead" in his heart. Forbidden knowledge was waiting for Rope to read.

"Behind the extreme chaos...what is it..."

Turning his eyes to his left hand, Rope slowly fell into thought.

——That must be the eternally dazzling scenery.

PS: Merry Christmas

Chapter 147 The Secluded World Talks, News from the Gods Who Don’t Follow

The words were divided into two parts. Just as Luo Pei was having a headache for Monkey King, in a mountain that didn't know where, the maiden of Taito was walking forward steadily.

Usual scenery. What is surprising is that the sky in this world is not blue, but black full of mystery and unknown.

The smell of soil and trees is very strong. And there is a trickling creek beside it.

If the weather is good, hiking here will definitely feel good. But the hateful thing is that God is not beautiful, and it is raining now. Dou Da's raindrops slapped on Ena's body in Qingqiuin, soaking her moon-white witch costume.

But the latter didn't care at all, letting the rain drip, and even the most basic umbrella was not supported. For this girl who lives in the mountains all the year round, this situation is probably the norm.

After walking along the stream for a while, a small wooden house appeared in sight.

Ena quickened the pace.

The sliding door of the entrance was open, and Ena glanced inside and smiled.

"It turns out that grandpa, you are here. Seeing the heavy rain outside, I thought you were going somewhere to play again."

The old man, who looked like the owner of the hut, sat cross-legged in front of the classical pit stove.

He is estimated to be more than 180 centimeters tall, and his body is huge. Because he was only wearing a rough kimono, he looked energetic and did not correspond to his age. It seems that very powerful muscles can knock a strong person down.

"Come in, the temperature is still cold with the rain and the wind."

The old man gave a slightly weird smile.

It was as if trying to make a kind expression, but his own majestic temperament destroyed this, and it looked nondescript.

"Whee."

Hearing the old man's permission, Qingqiu Yuanhui's dignity when he swept it, kicked off the clogs on his feet, walked quickly to the opposite side of the old man and sat down on the snow-white foot bag, and put his little hand next to the fire to keep warm.

"I already know your purpose." The old man dialed the charcoal to make the fire a bit more prosperous. "Seeing the whole process from the eyes of "Sword", you little girl was completely led by the nose. "

"Have no idea."

Hui Na wrinkled her Qiong nose and said displeasedly. "Wang is too majestic. It's not the same as Grandpa what you said. With that momentum, Huina almost thought that she would be killed."

The maiden of Taito has a keen sense of atmosphere.

When in the Xitian Palace, as long as the word "Grandpa" was mentioned, the king would exude a murderous aura. Although the source was not her, the little girl was almost out of breath with oppression, let alone. Responsively reacted accordingly.

"It's not your fault."

The old man opened the hanging pot on the fire, scooped a large bowl of tea from it with a wooden spoon, and tasted it savory.

"If your information is true, that god-killer still has a lot of abilities. The gods who appeared in Japan a few days ago, even the old man would retreat and be killed by the young man. , It’s really sighing, there are endless monsters in this era..."

He is the heroic **** of fraud, storm and steel. The steel born from the earth is an absolute disadvantaged group for the Asazil, who tears the earth, causes the plates to drift, and wields boundless power.

This is the suppression of the legend.

But in the same way, only a hero can defeat the demon king. The double contradiction makes Susanoo very uncomfortable in the secluded world. If it were not for the wisdom of the gods to guide him, I am afraid that he would be enthusiastic at the time and ran out and killed him. Maybe the gods fought against the devil gods.

"So, what should I do, Grandpa?"

The black-haired witch asked curiously. "Whether it is the "Official History Compilation Committee" or the four masters of Hui, there is no information about the **** of disobedience? "

"Um……"