The God and Buddha are actually me

Hunter, farmer, businessman, official, monk, Taoist priest...

No matter what your identity was in life, when the body was hung on the locust tree, everything became meaningless.

It seems that there is no meaning in human life, and everything is empty.

The moonlit night locust tree hangs all living beings.

Zhang Jiuyang thought of his parents who died in a car accident, his grandfather who he could not see again before he died, and his current situation of being in a foreign land without any relatives.

Even if he lives forever, what can he do?

If people are not happy, it is better to die.

He walked slowly towards the big locust tree with dull eyes, ignoring Ali who was shouting on the side.

Somehow, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, but every time he tried to think, countless negative emotions filled his brain.

A vine hung down from the locust tree, forming a circle as if it had life, tempting Zhang Jiuyang to end his life.

Clang!

With a flash of pink knife light, Ah Li cut off the vine.

"Jiu Ge, wake up!"

She shouted loudly, her voice full of self-blame, it was all her fault that she miscalculated the place and brought Jiu Ge to this evil place.

Zhang Jiuyang fell to the ground, and the whole person seemed to be a little sober.

But soon, that horrible negative emotion came again, pervasive, and it was hard to resist.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes began to be confused again. At the critical moment, a burst of evil fire jumped up in his lower abdomen, which was the desire that had been accumulated in the Hundred Days Pass.

Before, he had to suppress it in order to stay calm, but now his mind was lost, and the desire naturally gushed out and burned fiercely.

This happened to be a good thing, diluting Zhang Jiuyang's determination to die.

Death?

I want to marry ten! !

Life is endless, and exercise is endless!

As soon as he thought of this, he instantly broke free from the terrible bewitching, retreated several feet, and broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He lowered his eyes and stopped looking at the strange locust tree.

What a powerful locust monster!

This thing can actually bewitch people's minds, and it seems to be able to affect Ali's divination.

"Cut!"

With a clang of sword sound, the Devil Slaying Sword turned into a red light and stabbed at the locust tree, trying to cut it in half.

However, the corpse hanging on the locust tree suddenly began to shake, like a shaking bell, and then a smelly black blood mist spurted out from the pores.

The blood mist had a very strong filthy smell, and it made a sizzling sound when it fell on the Devil Slaying Sword, and black smoke rose up.

The Devil Slaying Sword, which was as powerful as thunder just now, became slower and slower after being stained with the dirty blood mist. The Big Dipper on the sword became dim and swayed in the air, as if it was drunk.

Zhang Jiuyang secretly said that it was not good. This locust monster was very powerful. He could break his magic sword in this way.

In fact, this was because the Demon-Slaying Sword had just been born and had not killed too many ghosts to absorb power. Although it was spiritual, its power needed to be improved.

Otherwise, it would not have pierced the heart of the fox demon before, and it would not have let it run so far.

"Collect!"

Zhang Jiuyang took back the magic sword, looked at the dim sword of the Demon-Slaying Sword with some heartache, and gently wiped the dirty blood with his sleeve.

"Ali, let's go!"

He made a prompt decision and turned around with Ali. The Taoism of this locust monster was obviously much stronger than that of the old fox. If he stayed any longer, he might really encounter an accident.

But after a few steps, he had to stop, and the hand holding the Demon-Slaying Sword turned slightly white.

In the dark jungle in the distance, there appeared eyes flashing with dim light, densely packed, like stars in the sky.

"Brother Jiu, we seem to be surrounded."

Ali held two swords, but her voice was full of inexplicable excitement.

Kill, kill, kill, I will kill until the blood flows like a river!

Make way for Brother Jiu!

Zhang Jiuyang pressed her head and pulled her behind him, blocking her with his sword, his voice very solemn.

"Ali, don't be impulsive, these are not ordinary beasts, but... they have awakened their spiritual wisdom and cultivated their demonic power."

As soon as the voice fell, beasts walked out of the darkness, including wild wolves the size of calves, poisonous bees the size of fists, weasels that walked upright, and even a black bear as burly as a hill.

These beasts living in the mountains and forests seemed to have received some kind of call, and all spontaneously gathered together to block Zhang Jiuyang.

What's more desperate is that they are not ordinary beasts, but beasts that have awakened their spiritual wisdom and cultivated a trace of demonic power, with higher wisdom, sharper claws and teeth, and stronger bodies.

They are far inferior to the old fox who has practiced for sixty years, but when they gather together densely, they are enough to tear the old fox to pieces.

Zhang Jiuyang took a breath of cold air, did he enter a beast cave?

This is not a locust monster, it can be called the god of Liupan Mountain!

I am afraid that I will be defeated today.

When he thought of this, he calmed down instead, and there was no fear in his heart. The hand holding the sword became more firm and steady.

Even if he became food in the belly of the beast, he would kill more!

In a critical moment, if you can't escape, you will fight with your back to the water, put yourself in a desperate situation, and maybe you can still fight for a chance of survival!

Abandon fantasy and prepare for battle.

"Ali, are you afraid?"

He suddenly asked.

The little girl shook her head like a rattle, and her red skirt was gradually stained with blood. Under the raging resentment, the pink double swords seemed to have turned dark red.

"Brother Jiu, you haven't taught me how to write the word afraid."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

Ali also laughed, looking innocent, but the kitchen knife in her hand began to bleed, as if foreshadowing the coming bloody storm.

Her name is Jiang Youli, and she can only write her own name. She doesn't want to learn other characters.

She just wants to help Brother Jiu kill ghosts, monsters, evil spirits, and even people.

The beasts gradually approached and roared.

Under the moonlight, two figures, one big and one small, stood back to back, letting the beasts surround them without changing their expressions, with two swords and one sword, full of murderous aura.

Roar!

But just as the beasts were about to launch an attack, a sound like muffled thunder suddenly sounded, powerful and low, and intimidating without anger.

"Flying fire, the gods are extremely powerful. The sky is overturned, the sea is boiling, and the mountains are destroyed. The six dragons are shaking, and the order is to chase quickly!"

Boom!

The next moment, six brilliant thunders tore through the sky, like a comet hitting the ground, like a dragon hitting a mountain, and fell into the beasts with a force of ten thousand pounds.

In an instant, thunder and fire rolled, burning wood into charcoal, the earth seemed to tremble, and Zhang Jiuyang's ears were full of the wailing of wild beasts.

He squinted his eyes, because the thunder just now was so dazzling that he could not see who was doing it.

He could only vaguely see that in the thunder and fire in the distance, a figure slowly walked out.

That person... No, maybe not a person, because the other party walked in the fire, and the flames illuminated the fierce and angry face, like a ghost, and there seemed to be dragons and snakes entangled on his arms.

Ah Li was so scared that she cried, hugging Zhang Jiuyang's calves like a sloth.

"Ming Wang, it's Ming Wang, Brother Jiu, I'm going to be taken away~"

"Daddy used to worship the Vajra Ming Wang III, woo woo woo, so scary~"

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