"Bishamen released the sealed burial vessels." Oss' face was furious, but his mouth didn't stop.

Wang Heng nodded as if he had expected it: "When will it be?" ”

"Just now."

"Oh?" Wang Heng glanced at her with a smile: "You're very well prepared, you rushed in as soon as the wolf smoke rose?" ”

The wolf smoke is a stunt of the castle tower, where the light shines, pointing to the sky, the pillar of smoke soars into the sky, and there is only one meaning: anti-sky.

"Let me think about it......" Wang Heng rubbed his temples: "Did the God of Zhi Na Duyan or the God of the Heavenly Bird Boat let you come?" It's not going to be the god of thunder, right? ”

"Shina Tohiko God." There was no hesitation in answering.

"Yes too......" Wang Heng muttered: "The technique has never changed...... Warlock. ”

"From the Thunder God to Ebisu, it seems that they are gods, but they are just powerful human beings with their own selfish desires......"

Ossi's heart began to beat wildly again because of these words.

To be honest, she just felt that many of the gods were not loyal enough to the heavens—or Amaterasu's rule, so she wanted to take the opportunity to give it a beating.

In particular, the foreign gods led by the Seven Lucky Gods, and the indigenous gods led by the Purple Gods.

But the god has always been low-key, and it is difficult for her to catch anything wrong, so when Shinaduhiko God told Oji that Bishamen Heaven might be against the sky, she did not hesitate to come to Bishamen Heavenly God Palace.

But she actually didn't think that the Daoist Division of Bishamentian would oppose the sky, otherwise, with the combat power of Bishamentian and Daoist Si that she had heard and seen before, she would never dare to bring these people to arrest her.

At the beginning, it was expected that Wang Heng would be captured, but now Wang Heng's performance made her fall into an ice cave.

Wang Heng's gaze turned a little hesitantly on several artifacts.

Aosi realized with some horror that Wang Heng was considering whether to kill them.

After only a moment of hesitation, Wang Heng quickly cut off this trace of indecision, cut out the four realm line light blades, and watched indifferently as they dissipated into the air in horror.

Leave no trace.

Then he slowly checked his body.

"Didn't you really stab the Divine Master......" Wang Heng nodded: "It's really an idealistic judgment." ”

Of course, what he hesitated was not whether to kill or not to kill the heavenly guard, anyway, what he was doing now was already anti-heavenly, he was just afraid that he would stab Bishamontian and make her drop the chain at a critical moment.

But fortunately, it is indeed as he expected, as long as he feels that he has done nothing wrong, it is not a mistake.

After all, he had also seen a lot of artifacts do things that harm others and benefit themselves, and if there was really a thread to judge, they would probably have to stab the god master.

As for the four heavenly guards who died, it can only be said that they were unlucky, after all, Wang Heng had no merciless thoughts after judging that they were enemies.

Then he looked at the only remaining Os, confirmed the fear in her eyes, snapped his fingers to untie the cloth, and said with a smile: "Lord Osi, the battlefield situation is critical, let's go to support together!" ”

……

After coming out of Yan Mi's room, Bishamen looked at Wang Heng's room with some hesitation, thinking about whether to look at him again.

But just thinking about it for a moment, she couldn't help but laugh.

If she went to see Wang Heng, I am afraid she would not be able to hide the thoughts in her heart.

Although he may not be able to hide it from Wang Heng two days ago, at least he will not know the time.

In fact, if she wants to be safer, she should go to see him today, but this may be the last one, and she is not sure that she can control it.

So it's better not to go.

This time she left the Divine Palace like last time, and she didn't bring any artifacts, no, she at least brought a weighing instrument with her last time.

A dark cave in the country of Nakatsu, with a hemp rope hanging from a charm on the outside, and a dense jungle outside.

The word "barren" is written everywhere.

Maybe the captivity was so long that there wasn't even anyone guarding it.

But the burial vessel that once tore the heavens and the earth is buried here, and it has been thousands of years.

Bishamon stepped cautiously into the cave, the dim light making it impossible for her to see underfoot.

But she didn't need to look either.

In the messy black stone pile, a white boxy stone box stands out as it stands.

The stone box has only one line, which divides it in half from the middle, and along each side of the middle line is embedded a small black stone.

Bishamon carefully looked around the stone box, and then cautiously picked up the box.

Quite weighty.

She looked closely, "Quite an old curse...... Unfortunately, it's too old. ”

She gently stroked the stone box: "I heard that you have been sealed for thousands of years......

"So narrow, so dark."

"Really...... It's pathetic. ”

After speaking, she smiled a little dazedly: "The waiter said that she also saw a deep darkness before she died." ”

"But," Bishamon smiled self-deprecatingly, "I seem to be the same." ”

"Kill the Warlock. The artifact should be strong. You can't use your own artifact. Jingu cannot be implicated. ”

"It's despicable, but it seems like I can only rely on you." The hesitation in Bishamentian's eyes quickly faded.

"In the name of Bishamontian!"

"Break the seal!"

The stone box cracked, revealing a glimmer of light.

And then there's an eye.

Filled with madness, rage, despair, and warlike intent, the slightest glance can make a person who is not determined tremble and lose consciousness.

It is anger and obsession that has burned for thousands of years and has never been extinguished.

A hoarse voice came from the stone box ...... "God? ”

Then a hand came out of the stone box with great speed, grabbed one of Bishamen's blonde hair while he was distracted, and smashed it to the ground!

Bishamon's eyes were sharp, his right hand supported the ground, and he smashed out a big pit with a "bang", ignoring the pain coming from his head, he grabbed the slender hand with his left hand, straightened up, picked up the thin figure, and threw it to the ground.

The thin figure seemed to have some mobility problems, but still instinctively made a movement to take the body, removing most of the impact, and then jumped back two steps.

"I saved you ...... owe you," Bishamen looked down at him, "and did this to me." ”

"You stinky ......" Bishamen frowned: "Girl? ”

Only then did she see that what came out of the stone box was a thin girl.

Both the left and right hands were wrapped with strips of cloth cut from animal skins, and their bodies were also covered with clothes made of animal skins.

It's messy, but it's still a girl.

The beastly girl stared at Bishamen, her eyes still burning with unquenchable anger: "You saved me? ”

With a wrong step, he kicked hard with his right foot, and shot out with the sound of the wind: "You are the barbarians who attacked the village, right?!" ”

The tips of the left fingers are combined into a sword point, but there is no boundary line to cut out.

"Give it back!"

The girl was slightly stunned.

Bishamen's feet moved, his body was slightly oblique, and his right hand grabbed the girl's left hand that he cut at her, and his body retreated, pulling hard!

"Bang!"

Smash on the uneven stone pile again!