Chapter 281

It was time to use his Great Summoning Technique.

"Heavenly God Sword, come!"

Zhang Xingyu reached out and summoned.

The Heavenly God Sword did not come.

"Ruyi Sun-Shooting Bow, come!"

Zhang Xingyu reached out and grabbed.

The Ruyi Sun-Shooting Bow did not come.

"Chaos Green Lotus, come!"

Zhang Xingyu shouted with his head held high.

The Chaos Green Lotus did not appear.

Bullshit artifacts, at critical moments, they all drop the chain.

It was time to use his most awesome divine ability!

Tribulation Heavenly Thunder! Appear!

The Tribulation Heavenly Thunder did not come.

System Boss! Appear!

The System Boss hid.

The divine infant was stunned.

A moment later, he pointed his finger at the sky, stepped on the earth, and roared at the sky.

"Divine Ability Sun-Shooting, activate!"

"Divine Ability Demon-Suppressing, activate!"

"Divine Ability Instant Ten Thousand Miles, activate!"

"Move! Move! Move..."

The divine infant sat on the ground with a thud.

Artifacts and divine abilities were all ineffective.

Is this not letting the baby live?

In the sky, the suns were getting redder.

On the earth, the flames were getting higher.

Beside him, He Teyao's wailing sound had gradually become smaller.

Beside him, Demon King Harry had already let out low moans.

The divine infant sat on the ground holding his head and pondering.

Must get out; if he doesn't get out, he will definitely die.

However, all the methods he was proud of had failed.

Wanting to break this cage of heaven and earth was really too difficult.

Unless, unless.

A flash of determination crossed the divine infant's face.

Damn it! To survive, I'll go crazy one more time.

Ah!

The divine infant let out a shrill scream.

As his thoughts turned, he had forcefully torn off his own left arm.

Stained with the dripping golden divine blood, enduring the heart-piercing pain, the divine infant used his fingers to draw one profound rune after another on his severed arm.

When the last stroke of the rune was finished, a violent force surged from the severed arm.

"Use my remnant body to blow up the heavens and earth!"

The divine infant gritted his teeth and threw the severed arm out with force.

"Boom!"

After the loud noise, the sky collapsed and the earth sank.

The divine infant spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and then slowly stood up.

Damn it, it really is "to succeed, one must first go crazy."

From now on, I'll change my name to "Zhang Sanfeng."

The divine infant wiped the residual blood from the corner of his mouth and looked around at the surrounding environment.

This was a large circular pit, looking very much like an ancient Roman coliseum at first glance.

The pit was uneven, and black stones were scattered everywhere.

Zhang Xingyu picked one up and found that it was actually a Soul-Absorbing Stone.

In the center of the pit lay two transparent crystal coffins.

On the surface of the coffins were engraved profound runes.

Inside the coffins lay two big men, one white and one black.

Except for their different skin colors, they looked almost exactly the same.

Seeing the faces of these two big men, Zhang Xingyu remembered the figure that shook the heavens and fought the earth that he had seen on the Demon God Monument.

Demon God Heaven-Shaking, they must be Demon God Heaven-Shaking.

Around the stone coffins, a river of time flowed quietly. In the river of light, shadows flickered, and nebulae floated and sank.

Zhang Xingyu walked cautiously toward the river of light.

The river of light flowed slowly, as if a 3D movie was being staged.

The protagonist was a guy named Heaven-Shaking. The story revolved around his life, which was both ordinary and extraordinary. From birth to growth, from striving to fame, there was success, there was failure, there was joy, there was sorrow...

Finally, the light and shadow froze at the moment he swung his giant axe to open the heavens and earth.

After finishing the life of Demon God Heaven-Shaking, Zhang Xingyu was not very excited.

Birth, aging, sickness, death, success, failure, joy, and sorrow are all the most normal things in life.

Life is like this, the Heavenly Dao is like this.

Perhaps Demon God Heaven-Shaking wanted to get rid of these shackles of life; he raised his axe, but in the end, he did not succeed.

However, Zhang Xingyu still admired Demon God Heaven-Shaking very much.

A guy who dared to swing an axe at the sky, no matter how you look at it, counts as a hero.

Demon God Heaven-Shaking!

Zhang Xingyu chanted softly.

He lifted his leg, preparing to leave.

He must leave here.

He must return to his own body.

The body is the harbor of the soul; it is very dangerous for the soul to leave the body for a long time.

Just as he turned around, the river of time ahead suddenly stagnated.

"Crack!"

At the same time, the two crystal coffins made a crisp sound in unison.

On the surface of the coffins, cracks like spider webs appeared.

Zhang Xingyu subconsciously stopped his steps.

What the hell?

Just as he was puzzled, the light in front of him suddenly dimmed.

Behind him, the previously stagnant river of time suddenly burst open, turning into points of starlight and disappearing.

What happened again?

Zhang Xingyu turned around.

Then he saw two different pairs of eyes.

One pair was insidious and vicious, the other pair was clear and bright.

It turned out that the moment the river of time dissipated, the two big men in the crystal coffins opened their eyes at the same time.

The one with vicious eyes was the white big man, and the one with bright eyes was the black big man.

Zhang Xingyu subconsciously took a step back.

The situation seemed a bit bad!

"Boom!"

The sound of drumming came to his ears again.

The sound came from the crystal coffin on the right.

This was the black big man punching inside the coffin.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After four sounds, the crystal coffin could no longer bear it and shattered with a clatter.

The black big man slowly sat up from the coffin.

He twisted his neck, hammered his legs, and then crawled out.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Zhang Xingyu retreated more than ten steps.

This big zombie has been resurrected. This big zombie in soul-body state has been resurrected.

This guy is tall and big, standing in front of him, just like a big mountain.

Legend has it that big zombies eat people.

Zhang Xingyu looked down at his small arms and legs, feeling that he wasn't enough for him to chew in one bite.

Just at this moment, the black big man in front suddenly squatted down, and his pitch-black big head stretched out in front of Zhang Xingyu.

"Little guy, was it you who woke me up?" The big man asked with a grin.

"Uh."

Just as Zhang Xingyu was hesitating whether to admit it or not, the big man's voice sounded again: "Thank you!"

The black big man stood up straight.

Zhang Xingyu wiped the sweat from his head: "Fortunately, this guy doesn't eat people!"

Zhang Xingyu rejoiced secretly, but the black big man had already smashed a fist onto another crystal coffin.

"Brother, I'm here to save you!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Under four punches, the crystal coffin shattered into a pile of glass on the ground.

"Brother, come out quickly!"

The black big man reached out and pulled the white big man up.

The white big man stood up, stretched his legs, twisted his waist, and then smashed a fist into the black big man's chest.

This punch came without any warning.

The black big man was sent flying by his punch.

Pfft!

While in mid-air, he spat out a rain of golden blood toward the sky.

The black big man fell to the ground.

He twitched a few times, and for a long while, he didn't climb up.

The white big man succeeded in one blow, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe!"

He chuckled, and with a big stride, he arrived in front of the black big man.

His foot was raised high, like a ten-thousand-ton press, and it stepped heavily on the black big man's chest.

Pfft!

The black big man spat out another mouthful of divine blood.

"Why... why?" He used all his strength to ask.

"Why? You're stupid. Because good and evil cannot coexist. Only one of us can exist."

"But we are brothers!"

"Brothers, hehe! In our Demon Race, brothers are meant to be killed."

"You, you..."

The black big man spat out two words, tilted his head, and fainted.