The Otherworldly God

Chapter 475

Le Zheng, Shui Ling and the other two were blocked by several Deadpools who appeared again, including Red Bee, Black Turtle and the demonized Deadpool.

At this moment, they were surprised to find that Le Zheng Yuhua and Gongsun Yan were nowhere to be found.

"Where's my brother? Where's the false god?"

Chi Feng smiled proudly and said, "It's ridiculous that a mere Taoist wants to compete with the emperor. Kill them."

At the command, the Deadpools rushed forward.

At the same time, because of Gongsun Yan, Le Zheng Yuhua arrived at a white and empty place in the blink of an eye.

"The wheel of fate?"

"I didn't expect you knew this." Gongsun Yan's voice echoed in the void, with a hint of subtle surprise. Then, he seemed to remember something and said with a serious expression: "Did the high priest tell you?"

Le Zheng Yuhua paused before reacting, "Xin'er? High Priest, Xin'er."

"Xin'er?" Gongsun Yan could hear the tenderness and intimacy in his words. He clenched his fists behind his back and said, "Le Zheng Yuhua, I heard that you and Mu Xin were just playing around. Now it seems that it's because of the Heavenly Sword in your hand? Because you are the chosen one."

Le Zheng Yuhua thought of what he had done to Mu Chenyin and how he coveted Mu Xin. Le Zheng Yuhua swung the Heavenly Sword and a beam of sword light flew over. Gongsun Yan dodged sideways.

"It was just an accident at first, and then it was used. As you said, I was chosen by the Heavenly Sword. Now, we are husband and wife who have agreed to be together forever, and no one else can covet us."

"Eternal husband and wife? Le Zheng Yuhua, what qualifications do you have to be her eternal husband and wife? You are not qualified."

"More qualified than you. Gongsun Yan, you killed gods to seize the throne, proclaimed yourself a god, and trampled on the justice of the world with despicable behavior. Originally, this reason was enough to support me to kill you, but how could Xin'er allow you to covet it? Today, I, Le Zheng Yuhua, swear to cut off the mask of your false god with the sword in my hand."

After he finished speaking, the Heavenly Sword in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light. On the sword body, it seemed as if thousands of stars came alive, flowing endlessly, releasing an unprecedented vast power, illuminating the surrounding nothingness with a dazzling brilliance.

Le Zheng Yuhua stretched out his body, like a meteor streaking across the sky, and rushed towards Gongsun Yan with determination and courage.

A sword appeared in Gongsun Yan's hand, and after a sword duel with Le Zheng Yuhua for a while, Le Zheng Yuhua always felt a little powerless. It seemed that the sword was heavier and the magic power could not be used as he wished.

"Did you find out? At first I was surprised that your fate was not included in this list. But it doesn't matter. Your fate is still under my control now."

"As long as I am on the wheel of fortune, I have no choice but to be controlled by him. Even if it is only a little, victory or defeat can be decided in a moment."

Le Zheng Yuhua pinched the hilt of the sword in his hand, looking at his smug face, and the image of Mu Chenyin being tortured beyond recognition emerged in his mind. That appearance once belonged to Mu Xin. Le Zheng Yuhua showed an expression of unwillingness and anger.

Outside the temple, the battle was also extremely fierce. Le Zheng Shui Ling, Mo Yu and Le Zheng Bi Ming stood back to back, facing the ferocity of the Red Bee, the heaviness of the Black Turtle and the endless siege of the Demonized Deadpool, there was no sign of retreat in their eyes, only a stronger belief.

Every collision of swords, every swing of Qianji, and every seal of the hands reflect their determination to win.

However, the large number and strong strength of the Deadpools made this battle particularly difficult, and the three gradually felt their physical and spiritual strength were exhausted.

"Strange, how is it possible? I have only used up a little of my strength, how come I am so powerless?"

Mo Yu felt something strange, but couldn't find the reason for a moment.

The enemies are an endless stream of Deadpools, and they are showing signs of fatigue.

While supporting the barrier and observing, Le Zheng Qiming suddenly shouted: "No, we are still in the illusion."

"What do you mean?"

Le Zheng Shuiling was blocked by the black turtle and retreated several steps. Fortunately, Mo Yu reacted quickly, hugged her from behind, and temporarily retreated into the barrier.

"I felt strange when the Red Bee's stinger penetrated the barrier. When we were approaching the temple, we had already fallen into the trap of the false god. He trapped us, and used an endless supply of deadly weapons to consume us bit by bit, and then he subdued us."

"You mean, they're all fake? No, I can see it clearly, it couldn't be more real."

"As the saying goes, it's hard to tell the real from the fake. That's the trick he used."

Le Zheng Shuiling looked around. Those seemingly ferocious red bees, heavy black turtles and endless demonized Deadpools did seem extremely real, but when she felt it carefully, there was an indescribable sense of illusion in the air.

"So, we have been in the illusion of the false god all along? I didn't expect that after going through the illusion maze, we were still trapped by the illusion. It is really hard to guard against. No, we can't just sit there and wait for death."

"Calm down Shui Ling, what we have to do has not changed."

After listening to this, Le Zheng Shui Ling found that this was indeed the truth.

"We must win, our senior brother is waiting for us."

Mo Yu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the subtle shaking of the Demon Sword in his hand, as if it was conveying the message of the God Sword.

"Le Zheng Yuhua is nearby. He may also be trapped in the illusion. Heavenly Demon Sword, do you feel that your master is in danger and want to go find him?"

The strange sound coming from the Demon Sword seemed to be nodding in agreement with what he was thinking.

The Heavenly Demon Sword had been with him for thousands of years, so he couldn't help but feel reluctant to part with it. Furthermore, Le Zheng Yuhua's smug look made him feel even more unwilling.

"You really want to go to his side to help, right?" Mo Yu tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, and then sighed, "Those who have to leave have to leave. Le Zheng Yuhua, if you lose, I will never let you go."

Mo Yu widened his eyes, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and shouted "Le Zheng Yuhua!" towards the direction of the hall, then threw the sword out.

Under the influence of fate, Le Zheng Yuhua was defeated step by step. He felt that all his skills were in vain but he couldn't use them, and he felt very frustrated when he lost.

"Gongsun Yan, you are not my opponent at all?"

"Not your opponent? You are wrong. I used the Wheel of Fortune just to let you know that I control my destiny, including yours."

"Xin'er's sacrifice has already freed us from the control of the wheel of fate. How can I leave my fate to you again?"

"It doesn't matter what you think, what matters is what I think."

Gongsun Yan once again activated the Wheel of Destiny, intending to torture Le Zheng Yuhua.

At this moment, Le Zheng Yuhua felt the Heavenly Demon Sword, stood up, with a determined look in his eyes, and reached out to catch the Heavenly Demon Sword.

"Gongsun Yan, my fate is determined by me, not by God or you."