In the middle of the woods, a small, lead-gray bottle zigzags back and forth in the shadows of the trees, speeding through. There is a faint layer of brilliance on the periphery of the mustard bottle, which seems to be there and nothing, and can only be distinguished by looking carefully and carefully.

"The barbarian spirit god really didn't notice it!"

In the mustard bottle, Yang Ji and the Great Asura were shocked. The Barbarian Spirit God was a powerful god, and within the scope of his divine power, it was almost impossible to hide from him for any large energy fluctuations.

This is also the reason why Yang Ji is hiding, pretending to be a believer, and not daring to use his abilities in the barbarian tribe. But now, Yang Ji is openly using the mustard bottle to fly in the air, and there is obviously a faint barbarian spirit divine power in the void, but this barbarian spirit god doesn't seem to be aware of it.

The goddess statue is still in a weak period, and it is definitely not an opponent of the barbarian spirit god in terms of divine power strength. But it is unbelievable that he can hide the perception of the barbarian spirit god.

"The goddess statue is a god from a thousand years ago, and when it was at its strongest, it was probably much more powerful than the barbarian spirit god. Although she is weak now, her divine power is inherently powerful, and maybe, she can really succeed!"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

He remembered the ruined thousand-year-old temple he had found underground. The statue of the goddess should be the god who was enshrined in the Great Zhou Dynasty thousands of years ago.

This kind of shrine that is worshiped by the local people with incense and built on the top of the mountain is impossible without the permission of the previous dynasty.

One is to enjoy the people's incense offerings openly, and the other is to enjoy the incense behind the scenes, which is the difference between "righteous gods" and "evil spirits".

Yang Ji is now starting to believe a little that the goddess may really be able to do that.

The distance of thousands of zhang swept by, and not only the barbarian spirit god did not notice it, but even the two barbarian great martial sects who guarded the temple like King Kong did not notice it.

- The fluctuations of the goddess's blessings are not only hidden from the barbarian spirits. And it is also full of the spiritual perception of these Eight Great Martial Sects.

"Whew!"

Yang Jiren's bottle was one, gently attached to a piece of green tile at the top of the temple, without alarming anyone.

The temple was brightly lit, rows of barbarian warriors lined up, and on top of the ancient altar, there was a thin little old man worshipping on it.

About a hundred barbarian believers. His temples were dyed with bundles of white hair, and he was kneeling under the altar to sacrifice.

During the day belong to the Han believers, and at night belong to the barbarians. The guards of the temple were not weakened at night, but strengthened. As long as Yang Ji makes a mistake and makes any sound, I am afraid that it will soon alarm the masters of the entire tribe.

"It's a bit of a hassle!"

The Great Asura frowned. This is not a drink of water, a breath, and the barbarian spirit god is not a dead man. No matter how cautious the two are, it's time to make the last move. There will always be a hidden line.

Now, the mustard bottle is hanging there, hidden on the green tile, and Yang Ji does not dare to come out. Now at the critical moment, once there is the slightest mistake, Yang Ji needs to face the anger of the five thousand warriors of the entire tribe and the barbarian spirit god.

The whole process is very dangerous!

"Whether it can succeed or not, it's up to you!"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

"Bang!"

Deep in the night sky, a fist-sized poisonous giant bee suddenly vibrated its wings. Meteor-like flew out of the dark depths above his head, and swooped towards a barbarian Great Martial Sect outside the hall.

"Roar!"

A loud shout. Instantly attracted the attention of everyone inside and outside the temple. Inside the temple, all the barbarian warriors, martial sects, great martial sects, and even the thin little old man on the altar were all attracted to the attention and looked out of the hall.

The barbarian tribe is located in the depths of the primeval jungle, isolated from the rest of the world, and few people come. This roar. Extremely unusual for an entire barbarian tribe.

"Whoosh!"

It's too late, it's fast, at this moment, taking advantage of the moment when everyone is distracted, the hall is bright. With a flash of light, Yang Ji instantly swept through the void and landed behind the huge statue of the Barbarian Spirit God.

"Look for death!"

There was a huge roar in the void, more than ten times louder than that barbarian Great Martial Sect, like thunder. -- Yang Ji was finally discovered.

The barbarian spirit god is not blind, although the perception is concealed, but it is already close at hand, and the barbarian spirit god is not so bad that he can't find a bottle.

"Buzz!"

Around the altar, the divine power fluctuated sharply, and between the lightning and fire, Yang Ji's body was cold, and a strong sense of danger surged in his heart.

"Bang!"

Before he had time to think about it, Yang Ji pierced through the belly of the god idol with a sword qi, and sent the goddess statue into the belly of the barbarian spirit statue at a speed that he had never seen in his life, and then retreated backwards like lightning.

"Boom!"

A glass-like multicolored divine power giant palm slammed into the place where the mustard bottle had originally appeared, and the earth shook, clicking, and half of the altar was shattered.

This huge movement instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the temple, and all the barbarian warriors, martial sects, great martial sects, and even the thin little old man barbarian sacrifices on the altar were also attracted to attention, and they all collapsed one by one, and they all looked at the huge barbarian spirit statue.

Buzz!

Just as everyone was watching, a large group of highly poisonous giant bees scattered in all directions, spewing out streams of poisonous smoke and poisonous smoke all over their bodies.

"Kagurus, Urulata......"

The emaciated little barbarian old man on the altar immediately stood up and screamed at the large swarm of poisonous bees behind the idol.

(Barbarian, where do so many poisonous bees come from?)

Buzzing!

Thirty or forty huge poisonous bees spewed poisonous smoke while attacking the surrounding barbarian warriors, martial sects, and great martial sects.

Under the cover of these poisonous bees and poisonous mist, Yang Ji quietly and quickly burrowed into a green tile above his head.

The wind was whistling overhead, and although it was night, Yang Ji now felt that his body was thorough, and there was no secret at all. Dozens of qi machines swept over from all directions, and among them were several powerful ones that made Yang Ji feel a deep danger.

But this is not what Yang Ji is worried about, what Yang Ji is really worried about is the barbarian spirit god in the rear. This deity is terrifying. With that blow just now, Yang Ji felt that he had almost died once.

The judgment of the Great Asura was not wrong, the Barbarian Spirit God had definitely reached the level of the Martial Dao Ninefold Martial Venerable, and it was also an extremely advanced level, and it was absolutely impossible to resist with Yang Ji's current level.

The temple is the place where the barbarian spirit is most powerful, and it is also the place where its power is the most powerful. Even if he had a mustard bottle, Yang Ji was not sure that he could inevitably escape the full force of the Barbarian Spirit God!

However, the unexpected happened!

Just when Yang Ji was a little uneasy, behind him, the storm-like fluctuation of divine power suddenly came to an abrupt end, and the earth-shattering blow that Yang Ji expected was annihilated.

“！！！”

Yang Ji (Great Asura) was greatly shaken in his heart. There is no doubt that the statue of the goddess that Yang Ji stuffed into the belly of the barbarian spirit statue played a role.

"She really did it!"

Yang Ji's heart shook, and he felt incredible! One was a powerful god, and the other was a goddess statue excavated underground, and the divine power of the two was very different.

But the statue of the goddess really pinned down the barbarian spirit god.

Behind him, the divine power fluctuations in the void were extremely disordered, and there was still chaos in the temple, and many people were still dealing with the poisonous giant bees, and no one noticed this divine power fluctuation at all.

Or noticing, not knowing what's going on.

Only Yang Ji knew that this was probably a battle between two gods. This level of combat is beyond the scope of Yang Ji's ability, and even Yang Ji can't help much.

"Get out of here!"

The last urge of the goddess came from the statue of the barbarian spirit, and the voice was very weak, and then it was like a voice. Yang Ji was at war with heaven and man in his heart, but after all, he sighed and turned into lightning and left quickly.

Behind him, there was already a great chaos in the temple, and a large number of barbarian warriors were passively attracted and flocked to the temple.

Yang Ji is using the poisonous giant bee to create chaos with all his might to buy time for the goddess. One by one, the connection of consciousness was constantly broken, and Yang Ji knew that these more than 30 highly poisonous giant bees were dead.

The barbarian tribe was becoming extremely dangerous, and Yang Ji didn't know what the outcome of this final divine war would be, so he could only leave the range of the barbarian spirit god's divine power as soon as possible before that.

"Roar!"

The entire tribe controlled by the Barbarian Spirit God was agitated, and Yang Ji did not dare to slack off, and quickly passed through the defensive circle composed of mosquitoes and left here.

......

"You say, did she succeed in this divine war?"

In the woods, the Great Asura Path.

In the woods, one man and one demon have been roaming for three days. The garrison in the barbarian tribe is now significantly strengthened, and without the blessing of the divine power of the goddess statue, it is already difficult for Yang Ji not to alarm anyone to approach the temple.

The other party is a powerful god, and in the case of vigilance, Yang Ji will throw himself into the net if he gets closer!

Now, Yang Ji didn't know what the outcome of this divine battle was.

If you enter rashly, once the barbarian spirit deceives and deliberately pretends to be a goddess to lure the two of them in, it will be a catastrophe!

And the trouble is that the two have no way to falsify it now.

Unlike when they first entered, the entire barbarian tribe is now a vortex of mist. Any risky move has the potential to lead to unforeseen results!

"Eh, I can't see clearly now!"

Yang Ji sighed:

"If she succeeds, then the barbarian tribe should not still be so vigilant, and even strengthened its vigilance. But if she didn't succeed, the tribe was too quiet. It is impossible for an evil spirit like a barbarian spirit to not even have a little anger. ”

The two of them had been sitting on the periphery for a few days, and there was nothing they could do. The goddess's final urging before her departure always gave him a deep sense of foreboding.

"But it's not an option to sit like this!"

Great Asura Path:

"Even if the Barbarian Spirit God sets up a trap in front of us and waits for us to put it in, we have to find a way to find out! You don't want to be like this all the time! If you don't find out about the affairs of the Barbarian Spirit God, I'm afraid that no matter how good your experience in the Ruins City is, it will be meaningless. ”

(To be continued.) )