Chapter 284 Please Be Calm

The last time he went to the upper realm, He Cen vaguely felt that he must have found out some information, but when he came down, his memory was wiped out and he didn't know what happened.

When Suzuo and Guichuan warned him, they also told him to be more careful, but they did not tell him to take action.

He Cen thought to himself that he must have gone to the wrong place when he came to the mortal world to experience tribulations, and lived in the human world first, and then was summoned by Guichuan.

He and several masters should have been old acquaintances, and their identities were all unusual. If there was such a thing as a female strategist in the small world where Lingyang and Guichuan experienced their tribulations, then this main god might have secretly plotted here many times.

There may be other minor gods who have gone through tribulations, or sons of fortune from other worlds, who have also been targeted and plotted against in this way.

Hecen thinks that none of this is accidental. Do you really want to say that the way of heaven knows nothing? Not necessarily...

Could this be a test given by both parties?

But this Lord God is too arrogant. His hands are so long that so many innocent people have died because of him.

Those attackers who accepted the mission were not necessarily bad people, which made both sides feel uneasy.

He Cen stared at the Lord God intently, smiling somewhat sarcastically, "No matter what your reason is for doing these things, you must be ashamed to be seen by others, otherwise you wouldn't be living in a place like this."

"People like you, just like your unpresentable thoughts, will never dare to be exposed to the sun."

The Lord God was a little angry at what he said, but looking at He Cen's young and tender face, he smiled for a while, "Little kid, I won't bother with you."

"Give him back, and I'll let you go."

He Cen also smiled, "Let me go back?"

"It's funny. Do you think you are some kind of savior? You speak with such great compassion. Thanks to you, I have suffered a lot over the years."

"Thanks to you, many of our people died. Who the hell are you? Why are you arguing with me?"

"I think it's a waste of words to scold you. If you have the guts, just kill me. Let's see whether the heaven will protect a dark thing like you or a sword spirit like me!"

He Cen could see that the Lord God was indeed somewhat jealous of him. His sword spirit with its brilliant golden hair was too eye-catching and dazzling, and his status was also extremely noble. He was not someone that could be easily wiped out by ordinary mortals.

Otherwise, with the power of the Lord God, those few blows just now would have been enough to take He Cen's life.

The reason why she was still discussing and talking with him in such a good-tempered manner was probably because she was jealous of his identity.

This little darling He Cen, who was spoiled by several masters, was fearless and extremely daring.

Now that it has come to this, there is no way to back down. He Cen just acts as if he wants to do what he wants. At worst, the main god will kill him, and he will come back to kill him again in his next reincarnation.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and the Lord's patience gradually ran out. He felt like he was gritting his teeth but could do nothing about He Cen.

Unable to bear it any longer, he attacked again. He Cen defended Cheng Xuan Tianzun's body with all his might and refused to hand over the body. He just held on with gritted teeth.

The Lord God is going crazy.

"This deity thinks that it is not easy for you to cultivate, so this matter ends here. Hand over Cheng Xuan, and I will not make it difficult for you. Your master will ascend smoothly."

He Cen spat out the blood in his mouth and ignored him. He held the sword in his hand, looking unusually calm and serious.

Logically, this space is not allowed to exist. He Cen originally thought that the world controlled by the Lord God was very big, but he didn't expect it to be very small. There were not as many attackers and taskers as he imagined. From beginning to end, it was the Lord God's own clone who was busy.

He seemed to be verifying something, tempting ordinary people to join his hunting.

Let those who are already greedy do tasks, earn points, and then satisfy their vanity, and cultivate one unsatisfied person after another.

There is energy in the system that controls him, which will subconsciously output that kind of negativity.

When He Cen looked at him now, he felt that he was no different from the demons in the modern world who tempted people to commit crimes.

Unfortunately, I have no idea where he came from.

As time passed, He Cen's injuries became more serious. The blood from his abdomen began to seep out slowly, and the red on his clothes overlapped and slowly spread out.

Jixiang Ruyi looked at his pale face, nervous and scared, "Brother, please don't die..."

He Cen hurriedly shouted “Pooh, pooh, pooh!”

"Stop saying unlucky things."

The Lord God knew that he was stalling for time, but he didn't seem to be panicked at all. It was as if he was not worried about being solved even if he was found.

This smug look made He Cen even more angry, but he really didn't have much strength now, so he could only use the sword body and scabbard to pull him.

The Lord God saw what he was thinking and chuckled, "You don't have to waste your efforts."

"You can't deal with me now. If you really want to settle accounts with me, you should wait until you ascend to heaven."

Just as he finished speaking, a sword light broke through the air, and Jun Chao's Chaoye Sword pierced through him fiercely, pinning him firmly under the acacia tree in an instant.

"I, your disciple, am not qualified to settle accounts with you, but I, the deity, can do that, right?"

He Cen raised his eyes suddenly, and what he saw were the murderous figures of his four masters.

After waiting for so long, the child must have felt very aggrieved. The little sword spirit pursed his lips and almost cried. Jun Chao and the other three frowned, obviously feeling very distressed.

Unfortunately, before they could say anything, the black substance started moving again, and the next second several masters started fighting with him with great rage.

He Cen was left alone by Bei Qi under a protective layer. "Don't run around, baby."

The little sword spirit nodded obediently.

The spiritual space here is not very good, and it obviously cannot support Jun Chao and the other four newly ascended gods. They come here with hatred and kill, and each one is more brutal than the other.

The beautiful dream was soon shattered into pieces by the attacks of various spiritual powers and spells, and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Hecen had a bad feeling and felt that this place was going to collapse.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to remind him, Wen Qing had already sent him over.

The force was so great and the speed was so fast that he had no time to react. In the blink of an eye, he was thrown out of the sea and returned to his original cultivation world in a backward posture.

The group of relatives and friends who were watching and waiting had not left yet. Several good friends used their magic power to pick him up and quickly surrounded him, "Little Master Uncle, are you okay?"

The moment Hecen landed steadily on the sea, he immediately lost his strength.

Pei Meng and Ji Yining were shocked when they saw the injuries on his body, "Junior Master Uncle, you should rest quickly!"

"We will treat your injuries, you must hold on."

He Cen stretched out his hand, wanting to see his masters, but he had no strength left and fainted.

The crowd was frightened and there was another round of chaos. Zhu Hui Niang held his hand and told him to be at ease and close his eyes. "Several of the lords have successfully ascended to heaven. You can rest assured."