When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 517 Crashing Into the Mountain and Breaking the River

Let’s talk about the ten mountains, nine rivers, five cities and twelve villages. Every step is dangerous and every place is dangerous. People fight against the sky and beasts fight.

Li Changxiao pinched a breeze and blew away all the beasts. The five cities were so vast and consumed so much spiritual energy. In the mixed rain, there seemed to be laughter again.

This chess game.

Li Changxiao was alone against the gods. His energy was limited, and his spiritual energy was even more limited. The gods made full preparations to kill Li Changxiao. They didn’t know that Li Changxiao was only a god. He killed three mermaids one after another and imagined them as powerful masters.

The dilemma of heaven and earth was set up for him.

The third day passed safely. Not only Li Changxiao, but also the people in the city were all wounded. Fortunately, Wang Ruyi had strong coordination ability and summoned doctors in the city to treat the wounds one by one.

Bandaging wounds, boiling plasters, the people in the city were even busier than the rushing rain.

As the emperor of Dayu, he shared hardships with the people, rose up in resistance, and even took up the sword to fight. This invisible condensation of the emperor's will had a great effect on the growth of morale.

At night, the people all had dinner. Wang Ruyi went to Li Changxiao. The woman was full of worry and asked Li Changxiao about the situation of the fight.

On the contrary, Li Changxiao was at ease and responded with a smile. He gave an answer that was neither good nor bad. It was okay and should be able to deal with it.

At this time, another peek came. Li Changxiao restrained his smile and showed a tired posture. He had long noticed that every night, the gods would work together to tear open a corner of the world and cast a ray of eyes.

It was like opening the lid and taking a peek at the turtle in the jar.

His eyes were tired, and he deliberately let the gods see it. When the eyes faded, he regained his spirits and drank a little wine leisurely.

The fourth day.

A group of people went out and returned. They shouted that this was a punishment from the mountain god. There must be a very evil person in the city. As long as the evil person is removed, the world will return to peace and the gods will protect this place again.

Hearing this.

An old scholar in the city walked out slowly and told everyone an allusion. There was once a city in the mountains, named Shanhe City, which had also suffered a similar situation.

It rained heavily for seven days. The people there were ignorant, which made the mountain god unhappy. Finally, he left in a hurry. From then on, the soil in Shanhe City was fertile but crops could not be grown. The roads were difficult to walk on and wild beasts were entrenched. There were often bandits harassing, and over time, it completely became a chaotic place.

Wang Ruyi was shocked. She happened to have been to Shanhe City. Li Changxiao was also slightly surprised. That's it. Dayu has been standing for many years. The incense gods here are so evil. It must be more than just me who discovered it.

This chess game of certain death had been used against some powerful people before. Obviously, the incense god won that time. The people felt panic when they heard this story, and they searched everywhere to find the sinner.

It is not difficult to guess that this is another move by the gods, and this move is extremely vicious. On the street, people knelt down and surrendered, begging the mountain god and the four gods for mercy.

Wang Ruyi was so angry that she kicked the old Xiuchang away, picked up the people who were kneeling and begging for mercy, and threw them out of the city. She opened the city gate with cold eyes. Tell everyone that every brick and tile, every stone and wood of this city were built by everyone.

If you want to ask for the protection of the gods, go to the mountains and don't forget that no matter what the purpose is, the gods in the mountains and the fairies in the water will bring disasters to the people for no reason.

What is there to worship? Is this behavior what the gods should do?

After hearing this, everyone came to their senses. The more they thought about it, the more they felt something was wrong. Their hearts, which had been blinded by incense, gradually became clear. The anger of the people went straight to the sky.

Wang Ruyi led the team into the temple, smashed the statues, and smashed the incense. There was a temple of the Four Gods. He ordered people to tie up the statues and drag them to the square.

Then he took the sword and chopped at its head. With a bang, the statue was intact and extremely solid. With her mortal strength, she couldn't cut it off.

When she was angry and annoyed, a figure grabbed her wrist and patted her shoulder to calm her anger. Then he slowly raised the sword and chopped it off gently.

The head of the statue was broken with a sound, rolled to the ground, and fell to the feet of the people. The people held sticks, tables and chairs and vented their anger on the head of the statue.

This was a resistance under heavy pressure.

They had no gods in their eyes, so they had no taboos. They prayed for a glimmer of life, which was better than the heroic spirit of dying in glory rather than living in disgrace.

Wang Ruyi gradually calmed down. During the day, Li Changxiao often pretended to coil around, and even Wang Ruyi didn't know that he had taken it out. But at this moment, she was extremely sure that the man in white was behind her.

He was holding her hand, step by step, beheading the God Lord and killing the Mountain God.

The warm touch from that hand made her feel extremely relieved.

As an emperor, Wang Ruyi was the condensation of Dayu's national destiny. Li Changxiao borrowed her hand and combined the sword of the true sword, one sword for one God Lord, one sword for one Mountain God.

At the same time.

The four God Lords and twelve Mountain Gods outside the chessboard all trembled, their chests ached, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. They were injured, and the injuries were not small. More importantly...

The obscure connection between the mountains and rivers seemed to have become much weaker at that moment just now.

In other words, the position of the gods he was waiting for seemed to have been cut off by half just now! A panic emerged from the bottom of their hearts, and the sixteen people looked at each other, their faces turned pale. How can the position of the incense god be abolished just like that?

Unless Wang Ruyi, whose emperor's heart is pure and whose luck is all on him, can the incense god be afraid of him.

This counterattack.

Let the gods burst out with strong murderous intent.

The statues of the four gods and the twelve mountain gods were all beheaded. Wang Ruyi let the rain hit her, holding the long sword tightly in her hand, looking at the horizon. If she returns to her position, she will call Dayu Wushen.

Then, she remembered a joke from that day.

Someone told her that one day, he would kill all the gods in the temple and the gods in the mountains, and she would give him a peaceful world.

Can he...

do it?

Wang Ruyi pulled her hair back, revealing her smooth forehead. The rain dripped down her cheeks. Even though she was wet, her heart was slightly warm.

Suddenly, she felt her forehead being gently touched. The feeling was very subtle and weak, but she still noticed it. A blue light flashed in the depths of her eyes.

"Take everyone to the east."

A whisper floated into her ears.

Wang Ruyi nodded heavily.

It was also at this moment.

The sky was raging with thunder snakes, and the sky was angry. The rain suddenly increased three times.

The action just now completely angered the gods.

Ten mountains and nine rivers.

The gods crashed into the mountains and smashed the rivers!

The mountains collapsed, the rivers swept, and the scene of heaven and earth being destroyed was devastating.

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