The skin on Yang Jiusheng's face seemed to have been stripped away, and all I could see was the mottled face.

Since there was no skin to cover it, I could see at a glance the exposed muscle tissue on his face, and on the flesh and blood, there were many blackened marks, which looked like they were soaked in ink, and there was an indescribable weirdness.

I almost understood what Yang Jiusheng said, and it seemed that in the eyes of those old sect leaders, the series of conflicts between me and them were actually because of Yang Jiusheng.

In the final analysis, it is only because he didn't kill me in the first place, leaving me with this scourge, that the old religion has so much trouble now........

But I really didn't expect that the status of raising nine lives is too high, but in the old religion, he is also one of the respected prophets, and it can be said that he is above ten thousand people under a few people.......

Not to mention the Freedom Master, even if the other prophets unite to suppress him, I'm afraid it's not an easy task, not to mention that there is not so much resentment in Yang Jiusheng's tone of voice, only endless anger towards me.

I could tell this very clearly, that his anger was not directed at the old religion, but at me, and seemed to blame me for all this.

Of course, I'm not exonerating myself, from a certain point of view, this series of troubles encountered in the later period of the old church is indeed more or less related to him, but no matter how related it is, it should not be .......

"You're ruthless." I frowned and looked at Yang Jiusheng intently: "Are they picking your skin?" Who's doing it? ”

Yang Jiusheng smiled and said that you don't have to worry about this.

"Is it an order from the Freedom Division?" I asked again quietly, full of curiosity.

Yang Jiusheng did not hesitate, and directly shook his head and said no.

"I said before, this is God's will, it was the Son of God who made me like this......." Yang Jiusheng said, slowly raised his hand, looked at the palm that was no longer covered by skin, and showed a weird smile on his face: "But that's okay, at least I'm stronger, and I can do what I couldn't do before." ”

I didn't speak, I held the Miao Dao tightly with both hands, and slowly took a few steps back, distancing myself from Yang Jiusheng as much as possible.

In this process, he has no intention of making a move, and I have not rushed to attack, both sides are watching each other.

Originally, Yang Jiusheng's eyes were poisonous enough, but I didn't expect that when he looked at me now, that sharp look was even more vicious, like a highly poisonous steel knife, constantly scraping at me......

Almost as soon as I felt his gaze, the hairs on my back stood on end, an indescribable sense of danger...... It enveloped me in an instant.

It is no exaggeration to say that this sense of danger that I felt was only weaker than the original Freedom Master, and much stronger than the True Immortal!

"You....... Did you eat the elixir? I couldn't help the doubts in my heart and asked cautiously.

This sentence sounded like a joke about him, but Yang Jiusheng was not stupid, and he could hear the surprise in my tone.

"Sort of." Yang Jiusheng said with a smile.

His face, which was like a bloody skull, was even more distorted at the moment, and the expression that seemed to be smiling was much more terrifying than a ghost.

At this moment, Yang Jiusheng seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked me: "Shen Shi'an, do you know how many prophets we have in our old sect?" ”

"If you count the dead, that's six." I frowned and said, "You're the sixth, the one at the bottom, right?" ”

Yang Jiusheng hummed, touched his chin with his hand, his eyes rolled, and many things that seemed to be blood flowed down his chin to his arm.

"In our old religion, the ranking of prophets is very strict, qualifications and everything is bullshit, and strength is the first place." Yang Jiusheng muttered, as if he was sighing, and his eyes became distant: "Master Zizi will always be the chief, just because he is close to the true god, and his cultivation lineage is different from ours, and his physical body has long been beyond the mortal womb....... Damn, I feel depressed when I think about it, why doesn't God want to carry me more? ”

Hearing Yang Jiusheng's words, I didn't say a word, and listened without saying a word.

"But it's fine for now." Yang Jiusheng said with a smile: "Master Zizai just lives longer than me, maybe in a few years, I can catch up with him." ”

"I'm pretty confident." I muttered.

"It's not self-confidence, it's fact." Yang Jiusheng said, looked at me deeply, raised his hand and pointed to his face: "The true god has a deep connection with me, and I can hear it talking to me now." ”

When Yang Jiusheng said this, his tone was extremely serious, but no matter how I looked at it, I only felt that this turtle grandson was crazy.

That's right, he's crazy, that crazy but still pretending calm tone, I've seen in some crazy people.

"What does the true God say?" I asked quietly.

Yang Jiusheng put his fingers up, put them to his mouth, and booed, motioning for me to be quiet.

Then he raised his hand and put it next to his ear, and his eyes rolled wildly, and the gesture of a godly chatter made me even more convinced that he was crazy.

This situation lasted for more than half a minute, and when Yang Jiusheng put his palm down, he looked at me and laughed.

"The true God says, 'You must die.'"

Hearing this answer, I snorted and sneered: "I thought the black-robed king could put some idle fart, even if it didn't say this, wouldn't you have to kill me?" ”

At this time, Yang Jiusheng suddenly raised his finger and scratched his face.

"I told you about the ranking of the prophets of the old religion just now, don't you know why?"

"Not really." I laughed and said, "What's the use of you complaining to me about this?" Don't say it's a free division, there are so many people in front of you, you can't ......."

Yang Jiusheng shrugged his shoulders with a smile and interrupted me.

"I'm second."

"You're the ....... What did you say? I was stunned, looking at Yang Jiusheng in confusion, and my expression became a little confused: "You are the second??" ”

Seeing my surprise, Yang Jiusheng couldn't help laughing, it is estimated that he has been looking forward to my reaction for a long time.

"I came out of the mountain last night, and I only arrived here today...... Although others don't know yet, Master Zizai has already told me in private, in terms of strength alone, I sit firmly on the second throne of the old sect, and the True Immortal Weng is no longer my opponent. Yang Jiusheng's laughter was very hearty, and the resentment and anger he had shown before were also swept away at this time.

I have to say that raising nine lives really scared me.

The news he said was very sudden, and before that, He Xigong had never mentioned it at all!

In my opinion, the matter of raising nine lives to improve his strength should be kept secret.

There are only a few people who know the inside story, and there may even be just one.

"True Immortals, do they know about this?" I asked quietly, knocking on the side to ask for proof.

Yang Jiusheng shook his head and said that they didn't know, but they had received a secret order, saying that I was here to help them, but Master Zizai didn't reveal much information to them.

"I followed the ....... all the way Including when you killed Zhao Sanding and them just now...... I'm also secretly watching ......." Yang Jiusheng said this, and couldn't help sighing: "Originally, I thought that Zhao Sanding could kill you and was about to come forward to save you, but it turns out that you are as tricky as I imagined. Troublesome. ”

"You still want to save me?" I looked at Yang Jiusheng with amusement: "It can't be that you have entered the Buddha Gate and want to purify all sentient beings, right?" ”

"Not really." Yang Jiusheng said, looking at me very seriously: "You can only die in my hands, others can't kill you, your life is mine, understand?" ”

I spread my hands, and then asked him curiously, why didn't you come forward to save Zhao Sanding and them?

"This is the order of the Freedom Division."

Yang Jiusheng said, suddenly turned his head, glanced at the top of the mountain, and his tone became solemn.

"Master Zizai said, my mission this time is not to be a reinforcement, no matter what kind of battle you have with the True Immortal Weng, even if they are all wiped out, there is no need for me to come forward to help, the group of old sect gentlemen I brought will solve it......" Yang Jiusheng said as if muttering to himself, staring intently at the top of the mountain: "I have only one task." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Jiusheng paused slightly, and a murderous aura faintly emanated from his body.

"Slaughter you with five horses, and then bring your body back, this is my task."