I Have a City in a Different World

One finger to kill the gods, the stone is earth-shattering.

The shattered statues were scattered everywhere, and the bones rolled down like a torrent.

The nearby monks hurriedly dodged, for fear that if the speed slowed down a few breaths, they would be submerged by the torrent of bones.

There was silence in the square, and everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. Unexpectedly, the seemingly invincible Tan God collapsed into pieces.

He breathed a sigh of relief, which turned into a sigh in an instant.

Sure enough, as Tang Zhen said, Tanshen is just a body made of clay. It looks ferocious, but it is not as powerful as imagined.

It's not even a god at all, otherwise, Tang Zhen would not be directly defeated by Tang Zhen as soon as they fought.

While feeling emotional, he became more curious about the origin of Tang Zhen's cultivation.

The Great Elder was full of doubts. Could it be that the servants of the gods are all so powerful?

The monks were thinking wildly, but they did not affect the battle in the center of the square, because what had just shattered was just a body.

Tan God's true body has not yet been revealed.

"Roar!"

As the body shattered, the mountains of white bones scattered around, and the object hidden in the belly of the idol finally revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

It was a drop-shaped red jade like a hill. The red was not its original color, but was dyed red by the liquid inside.

The jade is full of vein-like patterns, and those dancing tentacles grow out of it.

At this moment, as the bones were scattered, those blood vessel tentacles began to wave continuously, looking like a weird octopus.

In the center of this red gem, there is a figure floating, whose body has been covered with a thin layer of flesh and blood, but it is still a skeleton.

The figure was struggling violently, as if the baby had been stripped of the quilt and discarded into the wild for three or nine days.

"Bastard, what do you want to do?"

An unwilling roar emanated from the gem, obviously from the skeleton with the flesh and blood.

"If I guess correctly, you should have nothing to do with this spiritual world,

Just a lingering native god from another world, right? "

The other party's angry questioning can only show that he is helpless and helpless, and he has nothing to do in the face of Tang Zhen.

"Yes, but so what?"

The existence in the gem asked, with a bit of unwillingness in his tone, and suppressed madness.

"I don't understand why you weren't killed directly after being defeated.

Instead, stay in the spirit world, hide in this small cave, and try to survive? "

For Tang Zhen, the Tanshen, who was half-dead and had to give birth to a divine child to save his life, was not worth mentioning at all.

The ultimate goal of those previous tricks to pretend to be ghosts was to attract the monks.

Through this incident, it also proved that Tan Shen was weak, and he had to spend a lot of time planning to attract greedy monks for himself to devour.

What Tanxu Mystery Realm is just a scam. Through the so-called treasures, it lures greedy guys to come and die.

It was the mountains of corpses that made the skeleton-like Tan God covered with a thin layer of flesh and blood.

However, in order to restore it, it is estimated that hundreds of millions of monks will be sacrificed.

For Tanshen during the victory period, this was an easy thing to do, but now it's just an extravagant hope.

Tang Zhen could at least be sure that for the controller of the Spiritual Realm, Tan Shen was not worth mentioning at all.

Otherwise, he will not be allowed to stay in the Spiritual Realm, and he can still pretend to be mysterious and lay traps.

As for how many foreign monks or local monks will be damaged, the controller of the spiritual world doesn't care at all.

The more you think about this matter, the more frightening you become. Who knows how many similar desolate gods are hidden in the spiritual world?

Losing his godhead, he became half-dead, and he could only struggle to find a way to survive, but he was still dreaming of regaining his strength.

Tanshen, who was in a state of ecstasy, heard Tang Zhen's question, and immediately let out a sneer and a wry smile, which seemed to be extremely strange.

To outsiders, it sounds more like a whimper.

"I actually want to know, why didn't I kill me, that would be a hundred times over.

Back then, the world I was in was invaded, and all the monks rose up to resist, but they were no match for the enemy at all.

Seeing that the whole world is about to be destroyed, I can only gather a large number of monks into the kingdom of God, and then start a decisive battle with the invaders.

Unexpectedly, the enemy was too powerful, but in just one round, I was beaten to the point of being beaten to the core, and I had to hide in the kingdom of God.

At the beginning, it was a fluke that I was able to save a chance, but now that I think about it, it was obviously the other party who did it deliberately.

At that time, I was about to fall, and in order to save my life, I had to reshape the fetus through special means.

By refining the soil and shaping the body of the gods, he barely saved his life.

But the price I paid was that the entire kingdom of God was devoured by me, and my followers and those monks had all turned into dry bones in my belly. "

Tang Zhen nodded, he had already guessed this.

Looking at the number of these dead bones, it is feared that they add up to hundreds of millions. Obviously, it is impossible for them to be the remains of foreign monks.

If so many foreign cultivators were killed, it would have caused a sensation long ago, rather than revealing the secret until now.

Those cultivators were afraid that they could not have dreamed of it, and the shelter they thought was safe turned into a place where they collectively died.

If the skin does not exist, the hair will be attached. This kind of annihilation is not uncommon in wars between gods.

Whether they want to or not, monks will eventually become victims of war because they belong to the gods.

In this kind of plane war, if the gods are finally defeated, the monks have little chance of surviving.

It's just that those followers of Tan God did not die in the hands of the enemy, but in the hands of the gods they believed in. This is indeed a kind of sadness.

Tanshen's situation is indeed a bit miserable, but compared to those aboriginal gods who lost their lives, they have a strange luck.

Perhaps he would like to know more, why is the controller of the spiritual world doing this?

At this moment, the truth has been revealed.

Tan Shen is not a native god of the Spiritual Realm, but a prisoner whose identity can be said to be insignificant.

As long as Tang Zhen is willing, he can kill the opponent at any time without worrying about retaliation.

The problem is that today's Tan God is just a bereaved dog, not only has lost his Godhead, but even the origin of God is not much left.

Tang Zhen needs the source of God to improve his strength, but he is not hungry. He really does not look down on the reserves of Tanshen.

If you snatch it, Tan Shen, the poor bastard, is afraid that he will lose his life directly.

To do this kind of thing is not to take advantage of people's danger, but to fall into trouble.

Tang Zhen didn't need it, and he didn't bother to do it.

The most important point is that the controller of the spiritual world has left to talk about the life of the gods, so why should he kill the opponent?

If for this reason, the layout of the controller of the Spiritual Realm is delayed, the other party will definitely not let him go.

For this kind of existence that surpasses the level of the king of gods, Tang Zhen avoids it, so how can he take the initiative to provoke the other party?

If he could choose, Tang Zhen would rather that this matter hadn't happened. If he had known the truth of the matter earlier, he would never have entered the secret realm of Tan Ruins.

But things are different now. The matter is related to the source of spiritual treasures, so even if he bites the bullet, Tang Zhen has to carry out the matter to the end.