You are not allowed to do underworld operations in the world of the living!

But this is not the end. The sand and gravel split again and separated continuously, until it reached a point where it was almost invisible to the naked eye without careful observation.

But their power does not seem to have diminished.

The aura emitted by each fragment is still equally captivating. Although their size is small, in terms of power, it seems as if the four swords are constantly multiplying, or as if they will continue to multiply, with endless descendants.

"What we saw just now was the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, but now, it is the real God-Slaying Sword Formation!"

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hands high, as if he was holding something.

He seemed to be possessed, and shouted excitedly:

"It's no use hiding anywhere. I can cut off every inch of your flesh and blood, even every cell. I will definitely dig you out of my sister's body!!"

"So in the end, they still target me..."

Jiang Lu in the cockpit was sweating profusely: "What a great man who never forgets his original intention!"

If he was not panicked at all just now, and was just a little distressed even when he found that the wound cut by the fragments could not heal itself in a short time, he was really a little anxious now.

He should have thought of it long ago. How could Yuanshi Tianzun, who had created gamma rays and nuclear energy, not have discovered the microscopic universe?

The so-called God-Slaying Sword Formation is actually a powerful killing weapon at the cellular level. It does not target individuals, but directly strangles the enemy from the composition of life.

Anything reduced to ashes is too low-end.

It just turned into ashes. How could such a large ashes completely eliminate the possibility of the god's resurrection? Who knows which ashes contain a cell that has not been destroyed?

As long as one cell remains, we cannot say that the god is truly dead.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lu exclaimed: "Oh no, this guy knows biology!"

“Damn it…” He angrily hammered the umbilical cord: “It could be used to benefit cancer patients, but it’s actually used as a weapon. It’s such a waste of resources!”

Although he was angry, before he could come up with a countermeasure, Yuanshi Tianzun's God-Slaying Sword Formation had already pressed down on Jiang Lu's head.

While pressing down, the sword's force was increasing exponentially.

If the Queen Mother of the West had not been protected by the Foundation of Creation, she would have been injured by the sword energy before the sword formation even reached her.

The millions of sharp weapons in the sword formation seemed like just some wind and sand, but only Jiang Lu, who was in the middle of it, knew how terrifying they were.

Fortunately, Queen Mother of the West went to the rear to make arrangements and was working on the healing of her recent injuries. She had no idea of ​​the dangerous situation they were facing. Otherwise, Jiang Lu really didn't know how to tell her the fact that he was somewhat helpless.

But should we choose not to resist just because we are helpless?

Of course not!

Embryo Jiang Lu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at his body which was still some distance away from being formed, and made up his mind: "No matter what, as long as I can delay time..."

He looked back at the rice cakes on the palace wall that had failed to pass the layers of selection and could not become the final host of Jiang Lu's soul and were temporarily put aside, and a trace of sadness rose in his heart.

"Are you...willing to die for me?"

Although Nian Gao couldn't speak, Jiang Lu still sensed their will——

"That couldn't be better. Even though we weren't chosen, this outcome can still be considered as our contribution."

They were excited, not sad or afraid about their fate, but only felt joy from the bottom of their hearts after knowing that they could still help Jiang Lu.

After sensing their intentions, Jiang Lu sighed deeply: "Then, take all the power of faith with you. After you die, I will take the power of faith that was once stored in you and continue to fight on your behalf!"

high places.

Yuanshi Tianzun pushed all the sword blades towards Jiang Lu, intending to use this microscopic nuclear weapon to penetrate the body of the Queen Mother of the West and cut off all the cells that contained Jiang Lu's will and were hidden somewhere unknown.

But at this moment, thick white smoke suddenly rose from under the crotch of the Queen Mother of the West.

Then, Yuanshi Tianzun saw,

The God-Slaying Sword Formation was blocked!

Chapter 410

White smoke is certainly not smoke.

Just as the God-Slaying Sword Formation appears to be nothing more than a dust cloud, but is in fact made up of tens of millions of sharp weapons, the white smoke appears to be nothing more than white smoke, but is in fact made up of billions of small pieces of glutinous rice.

White smoke is not smoke. This is a knowledge point in junior high school chemistry.

They are... solid.

Yuanshi Tianzun used his eyes, which were so precise that they could even see every atom in the microscopic world, to see the true appearance in the white smoke, and then he was shocked.

Although Jiang Lu could not block these sharp blades that were smaller than cells, they were just the right size for Xiao Nuomi, and they were evenly matched.

Although Xiao Nuomi's overall quality is not high, and even with the power of faith, the effectiveness he can exert is extremely limited, but at least the God-Slaying Sword Formation is something they can see and touch, so they are not as helpless as Jiang Lu.

But after watching for a while, Yuanshi Tianzun felt relieved, convinced that although they could block the God-Slaying Sword Formation for a while, they would not be able to block it for too long.

Because even so, the casualty ratio between Xiao Nuomi and the Zhushen Sword Formation was still a terrifying, catastrophic number of dozens or even hundreds to one.

In other words, dozens or even hundreds of little glutinous rices must be sacrificed to barely block a fragment of the God-Slaying Sword Formation.

The mechanisms and numbers of the little Nuomi are too poor, and they have to gather together temporarily to put up this kind of resistance, which is something they have never thought of in their daily pampered lives. This is undoubtedly a great test of their beliefs and will.

You must know that the fragments of the God-Slaying Sword Formation only act in accordance with the orders of Yuanshi Tianzun. They are essentially planes and tanks on the battlefield, and do not require humans to drive them. They can be said to be emotionless war machines that do not know what fear is.

But what about the little glutinous rice?

They are alive and energetic, and are flesh and blood warriors that are completely different from the cold fragments of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.

After seeing their companions fall one after another, some of them had even made an agreement not long ago that they must go to a new Zigong together in the future, and then go hand in hand and become close friends of the twin brothers.

Of course they would be afraid.

After seeing that it takes a huge price, with dozens or even hundreds of people killed, to temporarily retreat a piece of debris, and that these debris that were obviously driven away would soon come back again.

Of course they will despair.

Even though their number far exceeds the fragments of the God-Slaying Sword Formation, it is not thousands or even tens of thousands times more. Such a loss ratio is far beyond the limit they can afford.

At this moment, they recalled what Jiang Lu said before leaving.

"Will you die for me?"

Yes, he had known long ago that this would be a battlefield from which there would be no return, and he did not deceive anyone. It was just that no one at that time had expected that the real battlefield would be so cruel.

This is like a war that is doomed to fail.

On this battlefield, the meaning of their existence seems to be to use their lives to delay time.

Is it really worth it?

Many little glutinous rice kids had such doubts in their minds.

Then, some of them wavered.

Is this battle really necessary?

Looking at the fragments whizzing past their heads and the divine light they cast from time to time, more than a dozen of their compatriots died on the spot, were either cut into several pieces, or were simply blown into pieces. They hid in the trenches of body fluids and looked at each other in silence.

Until someone broke down: "I can't die here, my mother hopes that I can be a person with eggs in the future, I can't die here and disappoint her!"

It rushed out of the trench and rushed back like mad, trying to rush back to the safe house where Jiang Lu was.

No one stopped it.

How could they stop someone who showed his cowardice?

Even if they wanted to stop it, they didn't have the nerve to do so.

If you stop it, isn't that denying yourself?

They also want to survive, but they are not as hysterical as it is.

Can be sudden.

Kuchi!

With a big mouth, it bit off the head of the escaping little Nuomi.

"I hate deserters the most!"

The person who said this was different from the gray and white little glutinous rice. Not only was he bloated, he even looked a little deformed, and his entire body was yellow and black, looking like an obese and deformed person who had been severely burned.

Someone recognized it.

"You are...cancer!"

The little sticky rice were horrified.

This is one of the cancer cells that they used to be so afraid of. Although Jiang Lu has a special physique and will not get cancer, it only means that the cancer cells cannot wreak havoc in his body, but it does not mean that they no longer exist.

As mentioned above, the production of cancer cells is also a normal life activity. It is just a mutated cell. It is inevitable that some mutated individuals will appear among countless cells.

But even if they cannot wreak havoc, their ability to proliferate indefinitely and infect normal cells still strike fear into all cells and tissues, including Xiao Nuomi.

The fear of them even surpasses death and the high-tech killing weapon like the God-Slaying Sword Formation!

"Why are you here?"

The little sticky rices huddled together as if facing a great enemy, and looked at the solitary cancer with caution.

Cancer looked at the little sticky rice in front of him with mockery, and said indifferently: "My original troops were dispersed, and we came here during the fighting. Then I saw a deserter among you. Humph, if our father saw it, he would definitely be disappointed. So I just ate it. What do you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the little Nuomis felt ashamed.

They didn't expect that cancer cells would also join the battle.

The father he was referring to was of course Jiang Lu.

They also knew that being a deserter was shameful and was undoubtedly a betrayal to Jiang Lu, who had given them life. But in the face of such a terrible threat, who could remain unshakable?

"We just want to survive..."

Someone couldn't help but whispered.

I thought that cancer cells, which are living with death all day long, could understand this feeling, but no one expected that cancer cells would just ignore it.

"Who doesn't want to live? But..."

Cancer looked back. To them, the size of the Queen Mother's body was like a world barrier, with no visible boundaries up, down, left, or right.

"Although my father is great, we have nowhere to go. Behind us is Zigong."

The little glutinous rices were speechless.