Peng sound.

The heavy object carried by Yasha Crow and Hexiu Hexiu was hit hard on the stone table.

It's not that the two of them were having a bad temper. The main reason is that this thing is too heavy, of high quality, and exudes a very terrifying pressure. Staring at this thing for a long time will even make you feel nauseous and vomiting.

For such a short distance, the two crows and yakshas were shouting slogans and using all their strength to carry them over. When they actually carried them, their faces turned pale, as if they were about to be carried.

It's like sucking it dry.

Until the heavy object is placed on the stone table.

As a result, there was a kacha sound, and the stone table underneath was instantly crushed to pieces.

The Yaksha and the crows all looked at each other tremblingly, thinking that this stone table was an old antique. Not to mention whether they would be cut off if they did something wrong, even if they simply had to pay for the stone table, they couldn't afford it!

"You two, please step back."

Yuan Zhisheng raised his eyebrows and had no intention of arguing with the two of them.

"Hayin!"

The Yaksha Crow fled out in a puff of smoke as if he had been granted amnesty.

"You guys can see for yourselves."

Yuan Zhisheng stepped forward and pulled away the black cloth from the heavy object, revealing the terrifying thing underneath.

Suddenly, the Xingshen Temple fell into a deathly silence, and the heads of the family all looked at the heavy objects on the stone table with startled eyes.

"Master, this, this is..."

The head of the Feng Mo family asked with a horrified expression, unable to speak clearly.

Although he is the Tarzan Beidou of the ninja world and the Tokyo world, he has experienced countless battles in his life and his heart has been hardened to a rock. But when he encounters unimaginable things, he will also be shocked and even afraid.

I definitely don’t blame the other party for being so rude, it’s just that the heavy objects on the table are too oppressive.

It is very wide, shaped like a giant claw, and is covered with white scales. The nails of the giant claw are curved like barbs, which look extremely sharp, shining with a dark black light, and it is still steaming, giving people a sense of freshness.

The warm feeling from the oven.

Even if this thing is said to be a dragon claw, some people will believe it. The blood on it has not dried up yet. When the blood flows on the tough stone table, it suddenly makes a strong corrosion sound.

The people present did not show contempt for Mr. Feng Mo's gaffe, because compared to the mere change in Feng Mo Kotaro's expression, the other family heads had subconsciously leaned back and kept distancing themselves from the severed claw.

It's not that they are timid, any of these family heads have experienced hundreds of battles, and they will maintain awe-inspiring fighting spirit even when facing powerful enemies, and will not back down even if they die.

But facing this giant thing that looked like a dragon's claw, they had to retreat.

Because their own dragon bloodline could not withstand it at all, they were directly impacted by this sudden and terrifying aura.

One of the knuckles on the dragon's claw was even squirming slightly, and it was unclear whether it was a living or dead thing.

"Master Feng Mo, and other family heads, take a look, gods are just like that, they will bleed when cut." Yuan Zhisheng looked coldly at the broken claws on the table.

“Everyone, this is really! It’s really the stump of a god?!

"Inuyama He looked shocked, and his old hands trembled as if he was suffering from epilepsy.

"If there is no second god in the underground river of the Red Ghost River, then this should be it." Yuan Zhisheng said in a deep tone.

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was shocked.

Although they almost guessed it the moment this thing was presented to them, otherwise it would be impossible to give them such a physical impact and huge psychological shock, but now that they heard Yuan Zhisheng confirm it in person, their hearts were still shocked.

No more can be added.

How many years, how many years!

The battle between the eight Sheqi families and the gods has lasted for too many years. It can be said that it has been fought from generation to generation, and countless blood and tears have been shed.

Sadly, despite fighting for so many years, they haven't even come into contact with the shadow of God, but God has almost injured the eight Sheqi families all over, and the reason for all this is that they come from that bloodline.

They have the bloodline of the White King, and they are all descendants of the White King. However, dragons like the White King cannot bless its descendants, and will only use them as food and powerful nutrients for themselves.

This evil ghost-like thing has been lying on the bodies of the Sheqi family for many years, sucking blood.

The most tragic among them is the monsters.

It can be said that it is precisely because of the bloodline of Bai Wang that their bloodline has become extremely unstable and ghosts are born. In fact, the so-called ferocious ghosts are their former relatives, but because of the disorder of their bloodline

, so that led to those tragic scenes.

Everyone in the Sheqi Eighth Family was almost completely bruised, and in the process, their hatred of God became deeper and deeper, accumulating over time, even from generation to generation, until now it is as real as ever when it comes to God.

, they would all gnash their teeth, eager to pounce on each other and devour each other's flesh and blood.

Now looking at the broken claws on the table, they were all silent.

If this is a god, he looks very fragile, doesn't he? He is still bleeding and his claws are still squirming, but so what, he is just hanging on!

"Everyone, is God dead?"

Fuma Kotaro's expression was solemn, he was no longer frightened, and his old eyes were full of hatred when staring at the severed claw.

If there was no one present, he might be furious like an old lion, take out his sword and stab the broken claw directly with 360 holes.

"No, to be precise, it's just a part of God."

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the giant claw on the table, and his eyes became serious.

"Has God been decomposed by His Excellency Lu Mingfei?"

All the family heads couldn't help but look at Lu Mingfei's frozen figure in the video, which looked extremely domineering.

There was a cliff beneath the boy, and it was a trail of destruction that erupted with just one person's power.

Miyamoto Shio's body is still shaking even now.

He has been working day and night to excavate dragon ruins, but that kind of drilling work is very complicated. It not only requires early judgment and analysis, but also consumes a huge amount of manpower and material resources, and this can only open a small hole.

, then identify what is under the hole, and then open another hole.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Every hole is very complicated to drill. The drilling of thousands of holes is the result of the joint efforts of generations. It can be said to be very

It was time-consuming and labor-intensive, but there was no way to improve it. After all, it was hundreds of meters deep in the ground, and some of the formation rocks were very tough. Even with the most advanced excavation and drilling technology available, we had to dig steadily.

After all, it's not cheese, and you can dig out a big chunk with just one spoon.

But now Lu Mingfei can directly use the mysterious and unknown powerful word spirit to dig out such a huge cliff. No, to be precise, it is comparable to an abyss.

This is already a god-like power.

And looking at Lu Mingfei's calm and calm state, it seems a little unreasonable to say that he can't burst out with more than a dozen such talking spirits.

If you think about it this way, God may have been bombarded and only some fragments of broken limbs and arms were left, such as the one on the stone table.

"Based on the current situation, the god is at least seriously injured. Whether he is dead or not remains to be confirmed." Yuan Zhisheng rubbed his chin and muttered.

"In that case! Everyone, I, Fuma Kotaro, am willing to accept this hunting mission!" Mr. Feng Mo stood up from his seat vigorously and resolutely.

Inuyama Ga stood up and said, "Old Fuma, you are old, so you should let me, Inuyama Ga, accept this mission!"

"No!"

The middle-aged man on the left of the old man also stood up. It was Genichiro Ryoma, the head of the Ryoma family. "Both heads of the family are already over seventy years old, so let me, Genichiro Ryoma, take charge!"

"I, Shio Miyamoto..."

The head of the Miyamoto family, who was wearing glasses, was restless and stood up directly.

However, his momentum was too strong, which made him feel dizzy and his whole body swayed slightly.

"Master Miyamoto, you are just a civilian, so don't join in the fun. Besides, your ability is not in combat. You should leave this combat mission to us combat members."

Ms. Sakurai Nanami stood up, her eyebrows were sharp and not angry, she looked at Minamoto Chisheng, "Master, I, Sakurai Nanami, am willing to fight."

The corners of Miyamoto Shio's mouth twitched, saying that he was being looked down upon!

But the key person, Ms. Sakurai, is right. He is indeed a civilian. Even Sakurai Nanami cannot defeat him. After all, his word spirit is an immortal with extremely violent fighting power. It can penetrate steel plates when it explodes. He

This fragile body cannot even withstand a punch from a woman.

"I, Shizuo Miyamoto, can assist in the battle, and please give me the task, so that I can fulfill my mission!"

Miyamoto Shio said very forcefully.

All of a sudden, several family heads stood up one after another and took the initiative to take on the task of hunting the gods.

"Family heads, you may have some misunderstandings." Yuan Zhisheng said with a wry smile as he looked at the heads of the houses who were eager to kill Chigui River immediately.

"Misunderstanding?" The family heads were dumbfounded.

Yuan Zhisheng continued: "This final hunting mission does not require any of you to participate. Although the god is very likely to be seriously injured and on the verge of death, even so, it is not something that everyone can resist. If the god desperately attacks,

You are very likely to have an accident.

Once there are casualties at that time, it is not what the Sheqi family wants to see, nor is it what I, the head of the family, want to see."

"But……"

The heads of the families frowned slightly, but still wanted to persist.

"No but, I've already said that you don't need to hunt gods. Don't you understand?"
To be continued...