Chapter 225: What God Are You?

Lord Chen is the only remaining inspector of the General Office of the Demon Suppression Division.

Zhang Xuan hoped that the person who came this time would be him, but at this moment, he could only shake his head: "The one who was invited this time is the newly appointed Shen Yi inspection envoy. ”

Shen Yi?

Yang Qianxiang was silent for a moment, and he couldn't find the slightest impression of this name in his mind.

"Lord Shen was born in Qingzhou and is a disciple of the Martial Temple."

Zhang Xuan didn't know what the other party was thinking, and said anxiously: "That leopard demon monarch has been killed by Lord Shen, and I also ask the general army to quickly transfer people to take over Nanyue City again, and then follow me to find the Inspector." ”

After listening to his words, Yang Qianxiang seemed to be hit in his mind by a giant hammer, and his whole person was a little dizzy, and he said in a trance: "Disciple of the Martial Temple, that is the Yin God Monk, why don't you discuss it with me and just do it?" ”

The Yin God monks in the Martial Temple are all in a high and profound realm, which is true.

But even if he holds the jade talisman in his hand, he can mobilize the incense power of any state, but don't forget, Songzhou has lost four counties, and there is only such a little incense wish power left, whether it is for him, the general soldier, or for the strange Lord Shen, what effect can it have?

Songzhou paid for the lives of countless people to barely stabilize the two-headed demon king.

Destruction is imminent, but at least for some time.

For them, every extra day, they can still hope that Lord Chen will come back, and now take the initiative to break the situation, what is this for?

"Discuss? Do you need to consult with you and me to do things? ”

Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth and took out the skull from his arms: "At least Lord Shen helped me bring him back, if I stop it, I can't say it." ”

After that, there was a little more violence in his eyes: "Please don't hesitate to the chief soldier, the patrol envoy is still trapped in the demon group of Nanyue County, and quickly dispatch the demon suppression general and the golden bell demon catcher to go with Zhang to help!" ”

“……”

Yang Qianxiang grabbed two handfuls of thinning hair hard, turned around and sighed to the partial general behind him: "Pass my order and let them assemble towards the lost four counties as soon as possible." ”

After that, he rode on the demon horse with a wooden face: "Lead the way." ”

"You don't need the Yin God to go?"

Zhang Xuan was stunned, how could there be a Kyushu general soldier who went to danger in person.

"What's the point?"

Yang Qianxiang glanced at him sideways, and there was no emotion on his emaciated face.

Songzhou has done everything it can.

He was just a martial immortal, not a real immortal, and he couldn't deal with two demon kings who were much stronger than him at the same time.

That's fine.

The inspection made the decision for Songzhou, and there was no need for him, a bad old man, to worry.

As for offending the Akame Demon King, let him shift his mind from the other demon king back to the Songzhou Demon Division...... It's done, and there's no need to think about it anymore.

"Help me put this old friend away carefully." Zhang Xuan carefully handed over the skull in his hand to the general.

The next moment.

The black-scaled horse ran into the air and left Songzhou City with the two of them.

"Is this the direction to Nanyue City?" Yang Qianxiang suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Lord Shen should have gone to the county seat below." Zhang Xuan said softly, judging from the previous situation in the city, this young inspector only looked cold and didn't like to talk, but in fact, he was as careful as a hair, and he also cared about the group of ordinary people.

"What the hell are you asking for a ......?"

Yang Qianxiang frowned suddenly, and finally couldn't help but complain.

As a Yin God monk, it is extremely dangerous to break into a county town occupied by demons alone, and there is no one to guard him.

Lord Shen said he ...... A little understanding of the method of quenching the body. ”

Zhang Xuan was also worried, but still spoke out to appease.

Although I don't know how much this one understands, the other party should not be a reckless person.

"The old man has been guarding Songzhou for many years, and he has never messed around once."

Yang Qianxiang laughed at himself: "I didn't expect that the first time would be at the expense of the remaining half of Songzhou." ”

The black-scaled horse ran with all its might, and its speed was no weaker than the method of moving.

The two soon came to the sky above a county seat.

Yang Qianxiang lowered his eyes.

It had been a long time since he had dared to look at the lost four counties once, not even with the Yin God.

When the city was first breached, the corpses were strewn all over the field, and countless young people in black shirts fell at the feet of his Yin God, and even now, the wail still echoed in his ears.

Take the situation in the county into view.

Yang Qianxiang's face changed slightly.

I saw that the streets were crowded with people, all of them running wildly, some crying and laughing, some kneeling and pounding the ground, but at a glance, there was no trace of the half-headed demon.

The two glanced at each other, suppressed the doubts in their hearts, and rode their horses towards other places again.

They even split up for a while.

When they met again, the shock in the eyes of the two could not be concealed.

"Something is wrong! Wrong! ”

Everywhere they passed, there was not even half a monster, not even a corpse.

If you say that you were beheaded...... This is clearly something that can only be done by sacrificing the Yin God.

"Lord Shen sacrificed the Yin God outside?"

Zhang Xuan was a little out of shape, he didn't understand why the other party had to take such a big risk, Shen Yi came from the imperial city, and he was a disciple of the Martial Temple, so he was even more anxious than their group of local demon suppressors.

"What the old man is worried about is...... If he is so anxious, where will he go now? ”

Yang Qianxiang swallowed, and the answer was already self-evident.

"Go to the Akame Shrine!"

In the four lost counties, there is a temple of Akame Shinjun in each prefecture.

But the place in their mouths is the real habitat of the demon king.

……

It is in the middle of the four counties.

The steep stone wall was carved out of a rough stone statue, about a dozen zhang high, which was a beast-faced figure with a feather helmet on its head and fish scale armor, which sat upright in the mountain, holding a long lance in its left hand and resting its right hand on its knees.

The direction in which those eyes looked was Songzhou City.

It put its feet on the ground, and at its feet was a dense altar of incense, and thick smoke rose up, as if an auspicious cloud had formed under its feet.

Behind the idol is a cave that is as high as it.

The sound of thunderous breathing came from inside the cavern, causing the whole mountain to tremble slightly.

The people seemed to be accustomed to such scenes.

Expressionlessly, he walked to the foot of the stone statue, and then burned incense and bowed, there was no piety in his eyes, but his movements were meticulous, as if he had practiced thousands of times, and he did not dare to have the slightest flaw.

A red cloud swept across the sky.

A figure in an ink shirt quietly appeared in the crowd.

The young man walked slowly towards the stone statue.

Among the many people who came to worship, his long and straight figure stood out so abruptly.

Quite a few people noticed his presence.

There was a slight deviation in the bowing movement, and there was a sudden panic on his face.

Shen Yi walked to the dense incense altar, leaned over to hold a handful of incense ashes, and looked up at the majestic stone statue calmly.

He nodded slightly.

Beside him, the condensed Yin God waved his hand, and the invisible incense wish power pushed the puzzled crowd out of a distance of dozens of zhang.

Lady Qinghua returned to Shen Yi's sea of qi with the Yin God.

Bang!

The next moment, he suddenly jumped up and stepped on the heart of the idol, and the tall idol cracked from the calf and smashed into the cave behind it.

In the sound of smashing, Shen Yi's figure disappeared in place.

The thunderous breathing in the cave suddenly stopped, and turned into an angry roar: "Roar!!" ”

Between breaths, the roaring also stopped abruptly.

The young man in the ink shirt jumped out of the cave, pulled out the huge figure brutally, and then smashed it on the mountain range, only to hear the dull click, there was an incomparably terrifying crack on the ridge!

(End of chapter)