Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 467: Battle of the Gods (42)

Countless thick and sharp lightning bolts cut through the sky, like giant dragons with bared fangs and claws, roaring towards Xingchen from all directions, completely enveloping him in an instant.

Faced with such terrifying thunder power, Xing Chen did not even turn his body. The earth-shaking thunder struck him as gently as a drizzle.

Thor's figure swayed and he almost couldn't stand.

Xing Chen stood in the middle of the dazzling thunder and lightning and smiled at everyone.

Lightning illuminated his exquisite profile. Xingchen tilted his head slightly, and his face looked even more beautiful and charming in the dazzling light. The thousands of stars in his eyes intertwined into a brilliant galaxy, like a huge rotating whirlpool, which made people unable to extricate themselves once they were immersed in it.

So beautiful, yet so dangerous.

"It seems that everyone has lived too comfortably for so many years. Let's experience the thunder tribulation together to help you recall the past of becoming a god."

Xing Chen's clear voice echoed above everyone's heads.

Cheng Yan rushed to the Thunder God and shouted, "Take away the thunder and lightning, quickly, take it away!"

Thor had a dejected look on his face, and he stood there as if he couldn't hear what Cheng Yan was saying at all.

Cheng Yan shook his shoulder, looked at his dazed eyes, and suddenly understood.

Thor can no longer control the thunder and lightning in the sky.

Cheng Yan stopped what he was doing in despair, turned around slowly, and looked at the countless dazzling lightnings above his head, and the Night God with fluttering clothes among the lightnings.

Xing Chen looked at him with a smile.

At that moment, it was the first time that Shura God suspected that what the God of War said might not be completely false.

The man holding lightning in his hand and smiling calmly, at this moment, really looked more like a ferocious blood demon.

Cheng Yan yelled at everyone, "Run, run quickly!"

"Escape?" Xing Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the figures below who suddenly disappeared in front of him, and asked slowly, "Where do you want to escape to?"

Sure enough, the people whose figures had just disappeared reappeared one by one.

They were panicked to find that their earth escape and invisibility skills were no longer useful.

Cheng Yan realized something and turned his head, only to find that the sky was already covered by red glow.

——All of them are now wrapped in a piece of burning soul, and no one can get out.

Xing Chen looked at the terrified faces below with satisfaction, then pulled the lightning in the air and struck it down fiercely.

There was a sudden groan from below.

No one shouted loudly, and everyone maintained the dignity of a god.

It seems that a bolt of lightning is no big deal for everyone.

Xingchen slowly pulled it out again.

This time the groan was a little louder.

Xing Chen found it interesting and drew it again and again.

After ten hits, most of the people below finally let out wails of pain.

He looked down at the gods lying on the ground, and finally his eyes fell on the God of War.

"Ying Heng, if you tell a lie, you need to use countless lies to cover it up. Do you think that if you cover it up well and fool a bunch of fools, everything will come true?"

Ying Heng raised his head from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, and sneered at Xing Chen.

"Where is Wu Lan? You don't admit that you are the evil demon, right? Do you dare to drag him out for a confrontation?"

Xing Chen lowered her head and observed his expression carefully, a hint of doubt flashing in her beautiful eyes.

This guy really seemed to think everything he reasoned about was true.

"Your Lord God is busy with something right now, but you will see him soon." Xing Chen said calmly, and asked calmly: "But I am curious, just because of the divination hexagram and the return of the demon, you can confirm that I am a fierce demon?"

"Why, isn't that enough for you?"

"The God of War doesn't seem to be such a careless person."

"Oh, thank you for the compliment."

Xing Chen frowned slightly, looking at Ying Heng's various reactions when he spoke, and then his brows frowned tighter and tighter.

He thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Ying Heng, you have your own unique divination skills. As long as the hexagram comes out, it has never been wrong. When the devil was rampant and desperate ten thousand years ago, didn't you try to predict the devil's fate?"

"What do you want to say?" Ying Heng asked vigilantly.

Xing Chen suggested: "Since you said I am him, why don't you take out the fate of the evil demon and let everyone see it, and then tell my fate on the spot, then we will know, right?"

"I don't know the fate of the evil demon," Ying Heng refused flatly.

He is lying, Xing Chen thought as he looked at his expression.

"Besides, fate itself is not static. So many years have passed, even if it is different, it doesn't count." Ying Heng explained unnecessarily.

Xing Chen tilted his head and stared at him for a while, then relaxed his brows and smiled lightly.

"Okay, I get it. Let's settle other accounts first."

Ying Heng lowered his head and clenched the sword in his hand.

Xing Chen looked at his sword, "God of War, your sword is called Cangsheng, right?"

Ying Heng seemed to know what he was going to say next, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

"Oh, how ironic! Do your actions live up to these two words?"

"What's wrong with protecting the people you want to protect?" Ying Heng retorted.

Xing Chen sneered, and there was another loud thunder in the sky, which frightened everyone.

"It's ok for other races, but what about the defenseless human race? Are you just going to abandon them like this? So who are the people you want to protect?"

Ying Heng gritted his teeth and insisted: "Aren't the people of the Gods common people? Why should we use their flesh and blood to block the front?"

"The people of the Gods? Are you concerned about the people of the Gods or the children of your God of War family? You have made all the preparations, and the only people you want to take away early are your family."

"That's to let others make their own choices. I don't force it."

"You speak better than you sing, and in the end you can also gain a good reputation for respecting all parties, right? You really want it all, you are so shameless."

Ying Heng snorted coldly, "We have different paths, so you can say whatever you want."

Xing Chen looked at him with a dead pig-like appearance that was not afraid of boiling water, and picked up the thunder and hit him hard again.

The pain from the thunderbolts that struck his body was cumulative, each time more painful than the last. The God of War let out a low roar and screamed.

"So why do you want to become a god? Let me tell you something very useful. If you don't want this position, don't want to bear this responsibility, don't want to protect the lives that come after you, you can give up your position as a god."

Ying Heng endured a sharp pain in his body, and blood oozed from the fingertips of his hand because he held the sword too tightly.

He raised his head with difficulty and shouted stubbornly: "This is the throne I obtained with my own ability. Why should I give it up? If anyone wants to sit in this position, come and get it if you have the ability."

Xing Chen looked down at him condescendingly, tightening his grip on Tian Lei, and looked as if he wanted to continue hitting him hard.

"Everyone in this God Realm has ascended to the throne through their own abilities. Why are you so proud?

Don't forget, it's up to you to sit on the throne of God, but how long you can sit there depends on the faith and offerings of human beings.

You can’t enjoy this offering when everything is fine, and then hide away when something bad happens, pretending you didn’t see anything.”

Ying Heng said stubbornly: "I didn't say to pretend not to see it. After everything is arranged, I will warn them."

"Warning? Are you still thinking that after the world is covered in blood, another god like Master will appear? After he cleans up the mess, you will jump out leisurely and take the fruits of victory into your pocket?"

Ying Heng's face was so pale that there was almost no blood in it.

"Fierce demon, are you so into your role? What qualifications do you have to call him Master? What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?"