Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 674: Dragon Roars, Beasts Surge (Eghver. Comfort +1)

Shen Changqing looked in the direction of Shenlong Pass, and an inexplicable excitement surged in his heart.

He licked his lips and muttered to himself, "Shenlong Pass, here I come! I hope this beast tide won't disappoint me too much!"

At the same time, reinforcements from Tujiao Pass were rushing to Chenlong Pass without stopping.

The rumbling of horse hooves shook the earth, and Fang Zuo, the leader of the night watchmen, had a serious expression on his face.

The sound of dragon roars coming from the direction of Shenlong Pass kept echoing in my ears.

"There's something wrong with this dragon roar!" The night watchman next to Fang Zuo said,

A lean man said, "It doesn't sound like the voice of the guardian beast of Shenlong Pass."

"I find it strange, too."

Fang Zuo frowned. "And the dragon's roar seems to be mixed with... a hint of joy? What's going on?"

"No matter what the situation is, we have to go there quickly! If something really happens in Shenlong Pass, we can't afford it!" The thin man urged.

The speed of the reinforcements from Tujiao Pass increased a bit.

At this time, in front of Shenlong Pass, Wu Hen was riding a frost dragon and charging through the beast tide, having a lot of fun.

The Frost Dragon blew out a breath of dragon's breath, instantly freezing a large number of monsters into ice sculptures.

Wu Hen was holding a strangely shaped long sword and jumping around on the ice sculpture, doing a backflip from time to time, looking very cool.

"Oh, not bad! This ice sculpture is quite smooth!" Wu Hen said while skating, "It's just a little cold on the butt."

The system's voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden mission 'Ballet on Ice', and the reward is the special skill 'Slippery'."

"It increases the host's sliding speed on ice by 50% and makes them immune to freezing effects."

"Oh my god, there is such a good thing!" Wu Hen shouted excitedly,

"System, you really understand me too well!"

Lin Qiye stood on the city wall, watching Wu Hen's performance, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He really couldn't understand whether this guy was here to kill the gods or to make people laugh.

"I say, bro,"

Lin Qiye shouted at Wu Hen, "Can you be serious? This is a beast tide, not an amusement park!"

When Wu Hen heard Lin Qiye's voice, he jumped down from the ice sculpture and made a face at him.

"Don't be so serious, Brother Lin! Life is short, enjoy it while you can!"

Before he finished speaking, four huge Klein peak-level Mysteries rushed out from the beast tide.

Pounced towards Wu Hen and the Frost Dragon.

"Hey, here come some big guys!" Wu Hen's eyes flashed with excitement.

"I'll use you to try out my new skills!"

He rode a frost dragon to meet them, and the man and the dragon engaged in a fierce battle with the four "mysteries".

At this time, the reinforcements from Tujiao Pass finally arrived near Chenlong Pass.

From a distance, they saw a man in strange clothes riding a huge frost dragon.

He was like a god descending to earth, as he was in the midst of the beast tide.

"This...what is going on?" Fang Zuo and the thin man were stunned, their jaws almost dropping to the ground.

They originally thought that Shenlong Pass was in danger, but they didn't expect that there was someone who could fight against the entire beast tide on his own!

"Who is this guy? He's so fierce!" exclaimed the thin man.

Fang Zuo shook his head, indicating that he didn't know him either.

He turned to look at the other night watchmen behind him, "Does anyone of you know this man?"

The night watchmen shook their heads.

"No matter who he is, let's go over and take a look at the situation first!" Fang Zuo said.

The reinforcements from Tujiao Pass continued to advance towards Shenlong Pass, their hearts filled with doubts and curiosity.

At this moment, the battle between Wu Hen and the Frost Dragon also entered a white-hot stage.

Wu Hen rode a frost dragon and fought with a white tiger. The white tiger was extremely fast and Wu Hen's attacks failed several times.

"This guy is quite difficult to deal with!" Wu Hen thought to himself, "I have to think of a way!"

While dodging the white tiger's attacks, he was thinking about how to deal with it.

"System, do you have any good suggestions?" Wu Hen asked in his heart.

"It is recommended that the host use the skill 'Slippery' to deal with the white tiger on the ice." The system's voice sounded in his mind.

"Good idea!" Wu Hen's eyes lit up, "Let's do it!"

He controlled the frost dragon and blew a breath of dragon's breath towards the ground, freezing the ground into an ice field.

"Little white tiger, come and chase me!" Wu Hen made a face at the white tiger, then rode the frost dragon and slid across the ice.

"Roar!" The white tiger roared angrily and chased after Wu Hen.

"Now we're going to have a good show!" Lin Qiye said with a smile on his face from the city wall.

"I hope this guy doesn't get out of control."

The reinforcements from Tujiao Pass were like eggplants hit by frost, wilted and withered.

They were originally full of vigor and prepared to turn the tide and save the people.

As a result, I saw a guy in strange clothes from a distance.

Riding a giant frost dragon that was more arrogant than any monster they had ever seen, they played "fruit cutting" in the beast tide.

The beast tide was like paper in the other person's hands, breaking into pieces at the first touch, so clean and efficient.

Fang Zuo and the thin man looked at each other, their minds full of the three philosophical questions: "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

The lean man swallowed, his voice as dry as sandpaper rubbing against wood: "This...does this even need our help? I feel like we'd just be causing more trouble if we went!"

Fang Zuo wiped his face, a look of disbelief on his face: "Who the hell is this guy?"

"He pushed back the beast tide alone? We at Tu Jiao Pass worked ourselves to death, but we couldn't be that efficient!"

The other night watchmen were also talking about it, with exclamations like "Wow," "Awesome," and "This is too fierce" coming one after another, just like a group of star-chasing girls seeing their idols.

"Boss, what should we do now? Should we charge forward?" asked a young night watchman.

Fang Zuo pondered for a moment and shook his head: "What the hell are you doing? Are you just throwing yourself at the stake? Shenlong Pass is in such a mess, it's obvious they don't need our help."

"Let's go in and take a look at the situation first. This guy is so mysterious. I always feel like something is wrong."

So, the reinforcements from Tujiao Pass, who were originally there to put out the fire, ended up becoming just spectators, and marched into Chenlong Pass in a mighty force.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in the Demon Suppression Division, Shen Changqing went to work on time as usual.

He was wearing his signature black uniform, with a stern face and deep eyes, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers away.

"Good morning, Lord Shen." A guard greeted him respectfully.

Shen Changqing nodded slightly in response.

He walked through the long corridor, and the demon-suppressing guards along the way all saluted him.

He just nodded faintly, speaking sparingly, as if he were an emotionless greeting machine.

"Lord Shen, you look good today!" A burly Demon-Suppressing Guard greeted him with a smile.

Shen Changqing glanced at him expressionlessly, his tone cold: "Not bad."

The demon-suppressing guard smiled awkwardly, touched his nose, and thought: Lord Shen is still so aloof!

Shen Changqing continued walking forward and finally stopped in front of an antique attic.

This attic is different from other buildings. It is surrounded by a faint mist, making it look particularly mysterious.

Shen Changqing took a deep breath, pushed open the door of the attic and walked in.

In the attic, there are all kinds of strange books and utensils, and the air is filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

He walked to a bookshelf, picked up a book at random and started flipping through it.

The pages of the book record all kinds of strange stories and some long-lost secret techniques.

Shen Changqing flipped through the pages calmly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

It was as if all this was commonplace to him.

For him, it was just another peaceful day.

I just don’t know what kind of turbulent waves are hidden beneath this calmness.