It's just that doing too much of this kind of thing will always arouse suspicion among those who have a heart.

"The court can't take care of it so much. When the time comes, our people will report the matter. If there is no actual evidence, even the imperial court can't help us? As long as we don't show our heads, who knows that we did it?"

Apostolic Tract.

"But there are rumors that the imperial court is going to give up Cangxu City. When that happens, aren't we self-defeating?

Captain Black Armor worried.

Cangxu City has become an empty city, and they have become water without a source, a wood without soil, and have lost the soil for survival. This is something they absolutely do not want to see.

"There's no way around it. With this boy's ability, if we don't do anything to him now, I'm afraid he will soon find out about us. This scenario is not impossible. Once we are exposed, I am afraid that we will usher in a devastating blow to the Han Dynasty. ”

"But you don't have to worry about it. It's not a foregone conclusion. Moreover, there are already arrangements made by the gods, and we already have people who are trying to fight for the position of the guard. In the imperial court, there have always been voices appointing town guards on the spot. It's just that he has been pressed down by the military aircraft department. ”

"This Yang Ji is the initiator of everything. It was his strategy that disrupted our plans. This time, as long as he, the initiator, is dead, there should be no more guards in the court. The previous controversy will also disappear. As long as Cangxu City is in the hands of our people, there will be no chaos. ”

"When the time comes, send a few more merits. Things in Ruins City may not be the worst you think. As for the extermination of the four barbarian tribes in the first two days of taking office, as long as we are willing, we can easily achieve it. And even more success. As long as there are these merits. The imperial court will no longer want to send people over. ”

The Pontiff said in a deep voice, and under the pressure of the black armor captain, he finally revealed a little "truth".

"The appointment of the town guard is not a trivial matter. But if the gods intervene. Then it's all different. It doesn't have to be the worst. ”

The Black Armor Captain couldn't help but nod secretly when he listened.

"Let's go! These are the things to come, and it is imperative to go to the altar and pray and report this matter to the gods. ”

The two of them spoke, and entered a secret passage downward. In the secret passage, there is a cave connected to it. In the center of the cave is a quaint altar of turquoise.

The altar is more than two feet high, and it looks very old. There were mist-like fluctuations of divine power surging around.

"Listen to the prayers of your faithful believers, God above!"

The two knelt on the altar, and there were believers around them offering "letter incense". Two wisps of green smoke rose, and the smoke rose, not dissipating, but gathering into a ball and turning into a smoke screen.

The smoke screen distorted and changed, revealing a vague image of a god. The atmosphere in the underground cavern changed suddenly. An inexplicable soul coercion diffused the void, making people shudder and feel small.

And there were faint fluctuations of divine power in the air.

The Black Captain and the Apostolic Throne knelt on the altar, their heads bowed, motionless. Their lips squirmed, but no sound came out, as if they were speaking something in their hearts.

"Born of each other. Heart False Incense", the letter incense can not only collect the pious thoughts of believers. Moreover, it can convey the thoughts and thoughts of believers without using their mouths at all.

Even if it is thousands of miles, it can be conveyed.

"Boom!"

Just as the two of them were praying devoutly, suddenly, there was a boom, and the void collapsed. A large bronze hand obscured the sky and the sun, and suddenly suppressed it from the passage behind.

This scene came suddenly, and on the altar, the Black Armor Captain and the Holy Throne were stunned. Especially when the two of them turned around and found that it was Yang Ji, they were even more shocked. He looked incredulous.

"Bold!"

The first to notice and react were the four priest messengers. They didn't know Yang Ji at all, and they didn't know the details, so they didn't have any daze.

"Kill him!"

The air roared like a landslide. The blood and qi of the four people exploded, bursting out with amazing power, grabbing swords, guns, swords, halberds, and pounced on Yang Jihu first.

They are the fastest to react, so they are the fastest to die.

Poof!poof!poof!

Under the pressure of the bronze palm, the four people were like four blood bags that had been crushed, and before they could get close, they exploded into a rain of blood in the void.

Yang Ji's strength has surpassed many of the Eight Great Martial Sects, and compared to these four altar protection envoys, it is completely overwhelming, where can they resist it.

Forced confrontation is the end of this kind of egg hitting a stone!

"Roar!"

As soon as the four altar protectors died, the "Holy Throne" suddenly reacted, roared tigers, and suddenly pounced from the altar. His robe cracked open, revealing his bronzed skin.

On his red body, there were wriggling blue spots.

"Boom!"

The Pontiff clenched his fists and exploded violently in the void, and in an instant, as if a mountain torrent had erupted, thousands of "blood pythons" roared into the sky.

And behind this "Holy Throne", the void is distorted, the light and shadow change, and a strange, vicious, and hideous beast suddenly appears, and the aura of this giant beast is tyrannical, crazy, and full of desire to destroy everything.

"Barbarian power?!"

Yang Ji was greatly surprised. This clan was obviously not a barbarian, but the exercises he used were exactly the same as those barbarian warriors that Yang Ji surrounded and suppressed yesterday.

That tyrannical beast was different from any monster that Yang Ji had ever seen on the illustrated book. It's not like the land of Middle-earth, but it's very similar to the characteristics of savage beasts, and it's a very powerful kind.

It is really a very strange thing for a person who is not a barbarian, but who has the barbarian clan's green and has learned the barbarian exercises and strength.

"Hmph, it's like this, it's going to die!"

Yang Ji's palm shook, and the bronze-like thin fan hand was wrapped in the power of destroying the world and the sect demon. Hearing only a bang, the "Holy Throne" that had just pounced on the tiger snorted, flew out like a kite with a broken string, and crashed back into the high altar with a bang.

Yang Ji's power is already comparable to that of a giant at the level of Tu Su Renxiong without the help of magic weapons and magic weapons. After sacrificing the eight-armed demon god, the power is even greater, where can he resist.

"Bang!"

On the altar, the black-armored lieutenant saw that the situation was not good, and his body shook, and he was about to flee. However, Yang Ji didn't even look at it, the blue light flashed behind his head, and the "Hand of Death" flew out in the wind, catching up in an instant, and hit the black armor captain with a snap, slapping it on the ground like a painting, and there was no sound at all, and he was angry on the spot.

Purple Ruins Garden, it was this black armor captain who set up a bureau to lure Yang Ji in and fell into the depths of the earth. Yang Ji wants to kill, this guy is the first.

It's just that the difference in strength is too big, Yang Ji didn't even need to look at it, he sacrificed a magic weapon and killed him on the spot.

"Boom!"

The sky shook in the cave, and Yang Ji didn't think about a bronze left palm that covered the sky and the earth, so he immediately took advantage of the situation to strike the iron and slapped it fiercely.

Before the giant palm fell, the majestic force contained on it had already shaken the dust in the cave wall, and the surroundings shook violently.

"Bang!"

The pontiff was shocked, knowing that he was not Yang Ji's opponent, he stretched out his palms in an instant, resisted Yang Ji's blow, spit out a mouthful of blood, and ran away.

"Boom!"

A bright red "little sun" rose, fell behind him with a bang, and was escaped by him in the posture of a lazy donkey.

"Roar!-"

The "Holy Throne" with its cloak almost exerted its strength, let out a heart-rending roar, and at the same time rubbed its body and slammed into a stone wall next to the altar of the cave.

Rumble!

The earth lime flies, and a new corridor appears out of thin air. The "Pontifical" had a face full of faces, and slammed into the new corridor.

"Want to escape? Hmph, how can it be so easy?"

Yang Ji's eyes were like torches, and when he saw that the Pontifical Throne wanted to run, he didn't want to think about it, so he followed up, and at the same time, the "Pearl of Xuanqi" and the "Hand of Death" rushed towards the back of the "Holy Throne" with a thunderous speed.

"Buzz!"

An invisible turbulence suddenly stirred up in the void, and in the darkness, a faint divine power gathered and formed a large net, covering Yang Ji.

"Hmm, even you, the evil shrine pseudo-god, came to help!"

Yang Ji's eyes were cold, and the "Xuanqi Pearl" and the "Hand of Death" erupted into a torrent, easily shattering this faint divine power.

Laugh at!

With a flash of cold light, thousands of sword qi flew up from Yang Ji's back, and they shot out with a bang, and with a bang, the altar in the cave was split in two, completely shattered by Yang Ji's sword qi.

In the void, the hazy idol phantom let out a faint roar, and soon disappeared into the void unwillingly.

Blocked by this evil sacrifice god, the "throne" with a cloak of hair got a chance to breathe, quickly got rid of Yang Ji's attack, and disappeared outside the door.

At the same time, the earth shook with a bang, the rock formations above Yang Ji's head shook violently, and streams of dust kept sprinkling down.

Yang Ji could feel the sound of dense footsteps coming in his direction.

The altar underground is the center of gravity of this mansion, and something happened to the altar, which has already alarmed more than 200 masters outside. However, Yang Ji listened to the movement above but didn't care, his robe shook, and he hurriedly chased along the road that suddenly appeared.

"Capture the thief first capture the king, shoot the man first shoot the horse", to deal with this force, you must first catch the throne, and then you can torture the core secrets of this force.

The road was winding and intricate, and Yang Ji chased along the passage. In the battle just now, he had already quietly planted a spiritual imprint on the "Pontifical".

With Yang Ji's current spiritual strength, unless he was a figure at the level of the Ninefold Martial Venerable, it would be impossible to find the spiritual imprint left by his subordinates by deliberately concealing it.

(To be continued.) )