From the Valkyrie to the Endless

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106. Chapter 106: Kill all who come, the country guards take action!

106.

2023-06-17

The loud noise of the statue collapsing could be heard from a very long distance.

The dazzling sword light that spanned dozens of miles also alarmed countless lives.

At the foot of Tianshen Mountain is a huge square. This is a place of worship prepared by the Tianshen Federation for ordinary people. There is an endless stream of people coming to worship the gods, and it is always crowded all year round, and it is no exception today.

The huge square at the foot of the mountain shook violently when the statue collapsed. The crowd bounced up three feet high like waves, and then rolled to the ground, with countless screams.

Their eyesight was unable to see Shen Qing clearly who was thousands of feet high in the sky, but the collapse of the huge statue caught their eyes. The bright sword light looked more like thunder descending from the clouds in their eyes.

"The statue of the archangel has fallen!"

"Thunder from the sky is a punishment from heaven!"

Thunder fell from the sky and shattered the statue. In the eyes of many believers, this was like the sky falling and the earth collapsing, and they were filled with panic.

For the Federation of Gods, this statue represents the faith of the vast majority of people in the 72 allied nations, and is even a spiritual pillar.

The impact of Shen Qing chopping the statue into pieces today was far greater than she had imagined.

Shen Qing ignored the unusual movement at the foot of the mountain. At the moment, all she could see was the broken statue and the mess on the ground.

As she watched, a ray of white divine aura gushed out from the fragments of the statue, carrying with it a vast amount of divine power, and rushed straight into the sky.

Above the sky, among the clouds, a pair of gigantic eyes suddenly opened, spanning a hundred miles, without pupils. In the eyes was a boiling sea of ​​holy light, as if containing two scorching suns, illuminating the earth.

The giant eye moved slightly and stared at Shen Qing. The holy light in its pupils continued to surge without any emotion.

Shen Qing felt a slight numbness on his back, and he felt an incomparable pressure deep in his soul. The knife shadow flashing in his pupils became more and more obvious, and was faintly trembling. This pressure was invisible and intangible, but it affected his body.

The owner of these eyes has a cultivation level so high that it is impossible to guess. Even if it is just a ray of soul light and not a physical entity, Shen Qing has difficulty breathing with his current cultivation level.

The giant eye only appeared for two breaths before gradually dissipating, and the void returned to calm again.

Shen Qing's expression was somewhat solemn. Those eyes just now gave her a very bad feeling.

That was obviously the true spirit nurtured by this statue. In this era when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is exhausted, it is incredible that there can still be such a magical power.

Shen Qing has studied a lot of records about the past spiritual world. In the era when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was a little more luxuriant, it was not uncommon for the statues of gods who enjoyed incense and offerings to have spiritual powers.

The lineage of worshipping gods even flourished for a period of time, with shrines everywhere, ancient temples like forests, and hundreds of millions of believers.

But in this day and age, it has become almost impossible to give birth to a god of this level.

Compared to cultivators, gods and ghosts have a greater demand for spiritual energy from heaven and earth. No matter how powerful the gods and ghosts are, without the replenishment of spiritual energy, it will be difficult for them to even maintain their form.

If one day the spiritual energy were to dry up, the flesh and blood bodies of cultivators and living beings might still be able to survive, but the cultivators of the lineage of gods and ghosts would not even be able to breathe.

After carefully looking at the position of the two statues, a hint of realization flashed in Shen Qing's eyes.

The entire top of the Tianshen Mountain is carved with more than ten layers of spirit gathering formations, with exquisite craftsmanship, one layer upon another, and many spirit stones are inlaid in hidden places.

The huge stone platform at the bottom of the statue is the core of these spiritual formations.

No wonder this place is thousands of feet high, but it is still spring all year round. With multiple spiritual formations for nourishment, it is not surprising to see such a scene.

In this era when spiritual energy is almost exhausted, using spiritual stones to support a statue is truly an extreme luxury.

Thinking of the pair of giant eyes in the sky just now, Shen Qing's mind focused. Even if there were spiritual stones to nourish it, this statue could not nourish an existence of that level.

The owner of those eyes, his true cultivation level had reached a level that Shen Qing couldn't see clearly. He was at least a sixth-level or even seventh-level True God.

And there is still divinity in those eyes. This unknown god is probably still alive in some corner of this universe.

Thinking of this, Shen Qing felt a little cold in her heart. As her thoughts turned, the knife in her hand flashed again, slashing into every corner of the spirit formation and picking out the spirit stones embedded in it.

In this era, spirit stones are an absolutely scarce resource, and Shen Qing would never think having too much is too much.

As for the unknown god, it would not be too late to discuss her action of destroying the stone statue today after it really came before her.

boom--

A shrill scream sounded in the sky, and two long rainbows rose from the foot of the mountain and headed straight for the top of the mountain.

Tianshen Mountain is such an important place that there are naturally people stationed there all year round. However, their cultivation is mediocre, and they are just two descendants of gods who have recently entered the third level.

The two men looked young, only in their early twenties, with deep facial features, handsome looks and refined temperament.

His body was filled with blood, and the blood in his body was visible on his surface.

As the blood filled up, their appearance gradually changed. A golden light flashed in the eyes of one of them, which turned into vertical pupils, and fine, strange scales appeared on the sides of his face.

There was nothing unusual on the other man's face, but a huge furry and colorful tail suddenly emerged from behind him. His height suddenly increased to more than ten feet, his muscles bulged, and his tendons as thick as thumbs were knotted and jumping.

The descendants of gods inherit the bloodline of ancient gods. Naturally, not all gods are human. Demons, ghosts, monsters and saints can all be gods.

Having inherited the blood of these gods, it is normal for alien characteristics to appear on the body as the blood awakens more deeply.

Seeing Shen Qing holding a sword and the collapsed statue, their expressions changed drastically and they immediately shouted angrily:

"presumptuous!"

"How dare you blaspheme!"

They sensed the terrifying aura surging from Shen Qing, but there was no hesitation in their actions. They attacked fiercely in the blink of an eye, with blood surging from their bodies and their divine blood burning, ready to fight for their lives.

Shen Qing also had no intention of wasting time talking to them. The sword in his hand cut across a waning moon, and the cold light was like snow.

woo-

A sharp whistling sound came from the void, and thunder exploded.

The man with the colorful giant tail behind him was beheaded instantly by Shen Qing, and blood gushed out, splashing three feet high.

Before the other man could react, he was cut in half by the flash of a knife that followed.

[Bloodline: Winged Cloud Tiger Clan]

【Cultivation: Late Stage 3】

[Status: dead]

[Bloodline: Snow Dragon Clan]

【Cultivation: Stage 3 Mid-Term】

[Status: Near death. 】

The information emerged deep in Shen Qing's mind. Just as she had thought before, none of them was of human blood.

bump--

The body instantly split into two parts, and the man's upper body flew sideways under the huge inertia and smashed into a pile of rubble.

Before he could react further, a foot had already stepped on his chest, crushing his sternum and pressing on his heart.

Feeling the severe pain in his waist and his increasingly labored heartbeat, there was a hint of fear in the man's vertical pupils. He struggled frantically, wanting to fight back.

However, due to the huge power gap, these slight struggles were like an ant trying to shake a tree. The foot stepping on his chest was as heavy as a sacred mountain and was simply insurmountable.

"Call someone."

Shen Qing stopped pressing down and spoke briefly. Her vocabulary could only support her speaking these short sentences.

After traveling tens of thousands of miles to come to this area, destroying a stone statue and killing two third-level descendants of gods was far from enough to satisfy her.

The murderous intent boiling in her heart had not yet subsided, which came from the excitement of surviving the disaster.

The murderous intent has been aroused, and the blood rage can only be quelled with blood.

The man swallowed the blood foam that kept rising in his mouth, coughed lightly, took out a black remote control from his arms, and pressed the red button on it.

The shrill alarm sounded from the foot of the mountain and spread over a hundred miles. The news continued to spread, and in a blink of an eye, the news of the enemy attack had spread thousands of miles away.

The moment she heard the alarm, Shen Qing exerted force with her feet and crushed the man's heart. As blood splattered, she raised the knife again and chopped off the man's head.

It has become Shen Qing's habit to perform a good play. It cannot be changed, and she has no intention of changing it.

On the road of cultivation, there are endless people with cunning means, and making the opponent die more than possible is a basic quality.

An invisible clear air went up along the blade, poured into Shen Qing's body, and was then absorbed by the sundial, which was no different from before.

Shen Qing moved his mind slightly, trying to use this energy to deduce the future, but as expected, the sundial still did not respond.

She had speculated before that perhaps it was because the sundial's energy did not belong to this era, so it could not be deduced, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.

The problem that the sundial could not deduce had little to do with energy. There must be a deeper reason, but she had not discovered the clue yet.

One minute after the alarm was sounded, a rainbow light emerged from the sky and headed straight towards Shen Qing.

Before the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in front of Shen Qing. A few breaths later, the dull sound of the sound barrier being torn came slowly from a distance.

The man who came was a bearded man in his thirties, with thick hair, a rough face, and was wearing animal skins that did not belong to this era.

There was a faint glow on the animal skin, it must be a magical weapon.

Shen Qing looked up and became interested. A fourth-level descendant of a god finally caught a decent big fish.

Seeing the bloodless sword in Shen Qing's hand, the man's eyes turned cold and he attacked without asking any questions.

Electricity crackled in the void, and dark clouds gathered in the sky. All the thunderclouds in the sky were attracted away by him, as if they were being pulled by an invisible giant hand.

Lightning flashed on the animal skin, and azure arcs leaped up. A lightning pattern appeared between the man's eyebrows. He turned his palm, and suddenly a purple spear wrapped in thunder appeared.

boom!

The man's blood and energy surged, his muscles and bones tensed, and he threw the spear in his hand, piercing through the void.

The piercing scream echoed between heaven and earth, and the lightning spear came with a terrifying momentum and the power of thunder.

Faced with such a powerful shot, Shen Qing ignored it and did not dodge at all. He put the sword behind his waist, stood quietly at the top of the sky, held his breath, and began to accumulate strength.

Such an action could not help but make a trace of suspicion flash in the eyes of the man in animal skins.

In the blink of an eye, the spear formed by lightning pierced Shen Qing's waist and abdomen, breaking her spine, leaving a penetrating wound as big as a bowl, which was transparent from front to back. Her internal organs were shattered by divine power and turned black.

The lightning spear pierced through Shen Qing's body, and he seemed to have lost his balance. His waist went limp and he staggered back a few steps, but the hand holding the knife was as steady as a rock.

Such a severe injury would almost certainly kill even a cultivator at Gangsha realm. Even if he survived by chance, he would be a disabled person with hemiplegia.