Legendary Armament Canon Chapter 429: Yang Zhitian’s tomb, I’m going to kill someone

"Old Yang, am I dreaming?"

Sun Gonggong looked at Yang Hong and said solemnly.

Yang Hong rolled his eyes fiercely, "Why don't I try to slap you?"

"That's not necessary."

Sun Gonggong said, "I just feel a little unreal."

"You said that I've lived for so many years, why didn't such good things happen to me before? Suddenly someone treats me so well, I'm really not used to it."

Sun Gongyi said helplessly.

"I also want someone to treat me so well."

Yang Hong said angrily.

Although I don't know why, overall, things are still moving in a good direction.

These false gods, if they don’t come to trouble them, they are already thankful. I never thought that they would give away land and give away...

"How should we deal with this 100,000 troops?"

Sun Gongping asked Yang Hongdao.

Yang Hong also showed embarrassment on his face.

Although the false **** Ji Bin said that these people will be disposed of by them in the future, but they dare not neglect them.

This is not the same as the site.

After all, the site is dead, so if you accept it, you will accept it.

But people are alive, who knows what is going on in the hearts of this hundred thousand troops?

If they really rebelled, they would not be able to suppress it at all.

Suppressing a 100,000 army by one person is something that only the prince can do.

From their point of view, they don't want to accept the 100,000 troops.

But the false **** Ji Bin didn't give them a chance to refuse at all, he threw down the 100,000 army, and then left without looking back.

Sun Gonggong also tried just now, he let the 100,000 troops leave, but they refused to leave.

In addition, they obeyed Sun Gongyi's orders.

On the surface, they really obeyed the order.

"If you can't drive away, you can only stay."

Yang Hong pondered, "It just so happens that we are now employing people. With these people around, the city's construction speed can be further improved."

"At most, we treat them as mercenaries. You forgot, when he was in the ancestral land, the prince once hired an army from Gumangtian, and we will treat that army the same way. They are."

Yang Hong said.

Sun Gongyi nodded. It wasn't until now that they knew how much Zhou Shu had done for the ancestral land.

At that time, Zudi was facing five days of oppression. In the face of the absolute disparity in strength, it was Zhou Shu who smoothed out the gap little by little, and led the Zudi human race to finally defeat Wutian.

Speaking of which, at that time, none of the human race in the ancestral land could help Zhou Shu, and Zhou Shu had been fighting alone all along.

"How did the prince do it back then?"

Yang Hong sighed, "If he were here today, he would not be as powerless as us."

"Lao Yang, you're just being mediocre."

Sun Gongping patted Yang Hong on the shoulder and said, "Lao Zhou is a pervert. It is uncomfortable to compare with him."

"I don't know where he is now. It would be great if I could find him."

If Sun Gongping's expression becomes a little dark, "But having said that, although we don't know where Lao Zhou is, we can make our name in this world. In that case, Lao Zhou will hear our name." No., you will naturally come to us."

"Tell me, if he sees that we have independently built such a large territory in this world, will he be shocked and unable to find the north?"

The corner of Sun Gonggong's mouth raised slightly.

Yang Hong did not show a smile on his face, but shook his head and said, "Have you forgotten? Now your name, Sun Gonggong, has spread all over the world, and everyone knows it."

"It stands to reason that if the prince heard your name, he would definitely come to us, but he didn't."

"I've also inquired with the soldier casting masters of Tiangong Pavilion, they have never heard of a soldier casting master named Zhou Shu in the world."

Yang Hong's expression became a little heavy, and he said in a deep voice, "Either the prince has never been to this world, or—"

"Absolutely not! Absolutely impossible!"

Before Yang Hong finished speaking, Sun Gonggong interrupted him roughly.

"Even if we all die, he will never die!"

"He didn't come, maybe there are other reasons. The soldiers in Tiangong Pavilion have never heard of his name, and that's because he doesn't want them to know."

Sun Gonggong said firmly, "I believe, he must be living somewhere well!"

"What we have to do now is to establish our foundation in this world, so that when he comes over one day, we don't have to work as hard as we did back then. Brothers, we can already share the burden for him! "

Sun Gongping said in a deep voice.

Yang Hong looked serious and nodded solemnly.

…

"I have already sent one hundred thousand troops to Sun Gonggong as you said. Is this Yuanshi Divine Weapon really mine?"

Somewhere, the false **** Ji Bin looked at a person opposite him with a serious face.

The person opposite him is none other than Wu Zongquan, the owner of Tiangong Pavilion!

It is reasonable to say that Wu Zongquan, the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, should be helping the pseudo-sacred cow to forge magic weapons in the palace of the pseudo-sacred cow, and it is impossible for him to appear here.

However, the fact that the pseudo-sacred cow asked Wu Zongquan, the master of the Tiangong Pavilion, to cast the magic weapon was originally a secret.

The false **** Niu Fang deliberately concealed the news, in order to prevent the false **** Gu Hong from finding out about it and sabotaging it.

So the false **** Ji Bin didn't know where Wu Zongquan, the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, should be, and naturally it was even more impossible to know. What he saw now was just an incarnation.

"A gentleman's words are hard to follow."

The incarnation of Zhou Shu smiled slightly and said, "This Yuanshi Divine Weapon belongs to you from now on."

"But what I said before, if one day, Sheng Sheng finds you in trouble because of this matter, then it has nothing to do with me, I will never admit it, I sent you a Yuanshi Shenbing. "

The avatar of Zhou Shu said.

"That's natural."

The false **** Ji Bin nodded disapprovingly, and said, "I still know the truth that one person should do something and another should be responsible."

"Wu Zongquan, for the sake of our happy cooperation in the past, I give you a message."

Before the false **** Ji Bin turned to leave, he suddenly spoke.

"What news? Do you know where the next spirit fruit will be born?"

Zhou Shu's incarnation said casually.

If it is this news, he is really not surprised, because he has already found out the places where the spirit insects are active through Mu Yuan, and those places are very likely to be the places where the spirit fruits were born.

"Someone discovered the tomb of Yang Zhitian, who is suspected to be the former owner of Tiangong Pavilion. It is said that there are countless magic soldiers inside."

The false **** Ji Bin said, "If those divine soldiers are dug out, it may have a big impact on your Tiangong Pavilion. I think you should take some action."

"Yang Zhitian's tomb?"

Zhou Shu's avatar had a solemn expression, and a stern light flashed in his eyes.

"Are you serious?"

"The news is true, but I have never been to that tomb, so I can't guarantee that it must be Yang Zhitian's tomb."

The false **** Ji Bin shrugged and said, "If it was before, I might still be a little interested, but now, with this Yuanshi Shenbing, I don't bother to join in the fun."

"Where is that place?"

The incarnation of Zhou Shu asked in a deep voice.

"That's another question. The first message is free, and if you ask again, you have to pay more."

The false **** Ji Bin smiled slightly, and spoke in a manner of Zhou Shu.

Avatar of Zhou Shu: "..."

"How much do you want?"

The incarnation of Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.

It's about Yang Zhitian, whether it's true or not, Zhou Shu must go there!

"Just kidding."

The false **** Ji Bin smiled coyly, and said, "You should be familiar with that place. Outside Tongguan City, thousands of miles away, there is a gate of a realm. One of the worlds, it is said that Yang Zhitian was buried in that small world."

"Boom——"

In the mind of Zhou Shu's incarnation, there was a huge wave.

He didn't even know when the false **** Ji Bin left.

His whole body was struck by lightning.

Small world!

The small world leading to the gate of the outer domain of Tongguan City, isn't that the ancestral land?

Ancestral land, exposed?

Is this a coincidence, or was it intentional?

Not long after Sun Gongping and the others came to this world, the location of the ancestral land was exposed?

Has anyone already gone to the ancestral land through the gate of the realm?

Thinking of this, Zhou Shu suddenly panicked.

The ancestral land is his home, where there are his brothers, his women, and his people.

He is very clear that the laws of heaven and earth in the small world of the ancestral land are limited, and the strongest cultivation level of the people there is only the **** of heaven.

Even Tianzun is extremely difficult to break through.

The human race in the ancestral land is much weaker than the warriors in this world.

If the gods of this world go to the ancestral land, the people in the ancestral land will have little room to resist!

"Yang Zhitian!"

Zhou Shu's avatar gritted its teeth.

He originally wanted to wait until Zhan devoured the three thousand spiritual fruits to achieve the acquired holiness, and then slowly attract the human race from the ancestral land.

But now it seems that we can't wait for such a long time!

"Even if I don't want a single spirit fruit, I have to go back!"

Zhou Shu's avatar said to himself.

He must not let the strong in this world wantonly harm the ancestral human race!

"The power of incarnation, even if you go back, it can't change anything, you have to go there yourself."

Although he can incarnate hundreds of millions, the strength of the incarnation is much weaker than that of the deity.

As far as Zhou Shu is concerned, his deity possesses the power of a false god, but his avatar is only a deity with the highest cultivation level.

Tianzun's strength is high or low, although it can be sideways, but it is far from enough to protect the ancestral land.

Even if it is a false god, it is only reluctant.

However, in the absence of the sacred, the power of the false **** of this deity should be able to deter some people.

"Fortunately, we now have two lands. Even if the ancestral land is really lost, we can still have a place to stay."

Zhou Shu's incarnation said to himself, the next moment, his figure exploded into dots of starlight, and then dissipated into the air.

Among the starlight, a white light, spanning time and space, landed directly between the eyebrows of Zhou Shu who was located in the false **** Niu Fangshen Palace.

The aura on Zhou Shu's body was flickering, and then he suddenly opened his eyes, the eyes were full of light.

The flames between his hands suddenly rose, rising tens of feet.

A magical weapon in the flames almost lost control and collapsed.

Zhou Shu took a deep breath and stabilized the flame between his hands.

He practiced thousands of formulas, and finally prevented the collapse of the magic weapon.

"The ancestral land is the burial place of Yang Zhitian, the former head of Tiangong Pavilion?"

Zhou Shu's expression was serious, and there was a look of thought in the boy's hole.

"Yang Zhitian, have you really been to the ancestral land? Then why have I never heard of his name in the ancestral land?"

Zhou Shu frowned and thought.

"Regardless of whether Yang Zhitian has been to the ancestral land or not, people in this world must not be allowed to go to the ancestral land, otherwise, the ancestral land will never have a peaceful day!"

A killing intent flashed across Zhou Shu's face, and he said to himself.

Suddenly, streaks of white light rose from his body.

Heavenly Emperor Jade Book, the law of time!

Beside Zhou Shu, the light seemed to be bent, and his movements were so fast that the naked eye could no longer see them clearly.

Even the Primordial Divine Weapon in the flames was changing at a speed that was hard to discern with the naked eye.

As time went by bit by bit, Zhou Shu's breathing became more and more heavy, his forehead was even covered with big beads of sweat.

If anyone was present at this moment, they would definitely be able to tell that Zhou Shu's body was trembling slightly.

But even so, his hands are as steady as Mount Tai.

Spelled out one after another with perfect precision, the divine weapon in the flames finally took shape!

"Boom——"

A momentum soared into the sky, almost overturning the warehouse of the pseudo-god Niu Fang.

"What happened?"

A figure flashed in the warehouse, but it was the false **** Niu Fang who heard the movement and broke in.

"Master Niu Fang, fortunately, you did not disgrace your life. The Yuanshi Divine Weapon you wanted is here."

Zhou Shu stood up and said with a tired face.

"It's done?"

The false **** Niu Fang's eyes lit up instantly, his gaze fell on Zhou Shu's hand, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.

"This is?"

Pseudo God Niu Fang's voice trembled a little.

It stands to reason that the pseudo-god Niu Fang is not someone who has never seen the world, even if he is the Yuanshi Divine Soldier, it is not that he has never seen it.

In his hand, there is even a sacred weapon of Yuanshi Divine Weapon.

But Yuanshi Shenbing and Yuanshi Shenbing are different.

The gods reward the divine soldiers, but they don't care what Niu Fang likes.

But now the magic weapon cast by Zhou Shu, the false **** Niu Fang fell in love with it just by looking at it.

He felt that this was the Yuanshi Shenbing he wanted!

The Yuanshi Shenbing that I dreamed of!

"Beating the drum and urn with the golden hammer!"

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "In my hometown, there is a peerless hero who is invincible in the world, and the magic weapon he uses is this drum and golden hammer!"

"I imitated the shape of my hometown drum urn golden hammer, and used Yuanshi as the main material to cast this pair of drum urn golden hammers! The Yuanshi used in it was provided by you, Mr. Niu Fang. It The power of the natural thunder attribute, what is the specific magical effect, you can find out by yourself, Mr. Niu Fang."

"I still have important things to do, so I'm leaving!"

Zhou Shu bowed his hand, and he didn't even ask the false **** Niu Fang for the cost of casting Yuanshi Shenbing, and he was about to leave immediately.

Seeing how weak Zhou Shu was, but still anxious, the pseudo-god Niu Fang said directly, "Wait a minute, Pavilion Master Wu, if you trust me, tell me what's the matter, and I'll help you!"

"Pavilion Wu, you are angry, I am not a big fan, if you are in trouble, I will definitely help you!"

As soon as the false **** Niu Fang raised his hand, Zhou Shu's pair of golden hammers for beating drums and urns fell into his hands.

He waved his hand casually, with a look of excitement on his face.

That's right, that's them!

This is the perfect weapon in my mind!

The more the pseudo-god Niu Fang looked at the pair of hammers, the more he liked them.

Under the love of the house and the black, he is also full of gratitude to Zhou Shu who helped him forge this pair of sons and soldiers.

"Huh?"

Zhou Shu glanced at the pseudo-god Niu Fang, with a look of hesitation on his face.

Noticing Zhou Shu's reaction, Niu Fang, the false god, said, "Master Wu, I'm not bragging. There are not many things in this world that I can't solve."

"You have helped me a lot, and I have to help you too! Tell me, what trouble did you encounter?"

"It's actually not a big deal."

Zhou Shu was silent for a while, and said slowly, "I just got the news that the tomb of Yang Zhitian, the former owner of my Tiangong Pavilion, was found in the world, and some people tried to disturb the owner of Yang Zhitian's pavilion. You can't watch this happen."

"His old man has been buried in the ground. As a junior, how can I watch his grave being dug?"

"Everyone in Tiangong Pavilion will never watch this happen!"

Zhou Shu spoke fiercely, with a look of rejection on his face.

"I still think it's a big deal."

Fake **** Niu Fang laughed and said, "So it's such a trivial matter."

"I also had a relationship with Yang Zhitian Pavilion Master in the past. Everyone died. If even the graves were dug up, it would be too careless."

"This matter, my old cow will take care of it!"

"I'd like to see which shameless person dares to dig the grave of Pavilion Master Yang Zhitian!"

The golden drum beating hammers in Niu Fang's hands collided with each other, and thunder lights shot out between the two beating drum urn hammers, making crackling sounds.

This pair of golden hammers for beating drums and urns was cast from Yuanshi of the thunder attribute. They were born with lightning and lightning.

Combined with the strength of the pseudo-god Niu Fang, it is completely possible for one man to guard the gate, and ten thousand men can't open it.

Zhou Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, with boundless killing intent in his heart.

"Master Niu Fang, I appreciate your kindness."

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "However, this matter is my Tiangong Pavilion's own business. I still hope that our Tiangong Pavilion can solve it by itself. If it can't be solved, I will have the cheek to find you, Mr. Niu Fang." Help!"

"No need to be so troublesome, I'll go with you, you see who doesn't like it, just say hello, I'll smash them to pieces with a hammer!"

Fake **** Niu Fang said indifferently.

"This——"

Zhou Shudao.

"If you refuse again, I will be angry."

The pseudo-god Niu Fang said, "If not, I will follow you. If you let me do it, I will do it again. Is this the head office?"

"Okay, then I will thank Mr. Niu Fang first."

Zhou Shu cupped his hands and said.

…

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, the Pavilion Master has an order that all the fighting forces in Tiangong Pavilion should go to Tongguan City!"

Not long after Zhou Shu and the pseudo-sacred Niu Fang left, someone from the headquarters of Tiangong Pavilion had come to deliver the order.

"Cui Lin, take orders!"

Cui Lin bowed slightly and said in a deep voice.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately raised his voice, "Everyone, get up with me!"

With an order, countless strong men soared into the sky, following Cui Lin closely.

Looking at it like this, Cui Lin is obviously already prepared.

The false **** Ji Bin can get the news of Yang Zhitian's tomb, so naturally Cui Lin can also get it.

How could the tomb of the deceased owner of Tiangong Pavilion be allowed to be excavated by others?

This is related to the face of Tiangong Pavilion!

This is Cui Lin's reverse scale!

He Cui Lin, even if he risked his life, he would never allow anyone to dig the tomb of the former owner of the Tiangong Pavilion!

Now that he received Zhou Shu's order and felt Zhou Shu's determination, it was the first time that Cui Lin felt a sense of belonging to the new Pavilion Master from the bottom of his heart.

A pavilion master who can maintain the face of Tiangong Pavilion in this way is a qualified pavilion master!

No matter what his background is, or what his temper is, he is the owner of Tiangong Pavilion!

…

"What the **** is going on?"

On the top of Tongguan City, several people stood side by side.

These people include Zhan, Mu Zhixing, and other people from Gu Tianting.

They looked at the figures flying past one after another in the distance, with serious expressions on their faces.

Tongguan City has returned to the original place, and they know very well that ahead is the gate leading to the ancestral land.

Those people are clearly heading for the gate of the realm.

"I just inquired about the news. It is said that Yang Zhitian, the former head of Tiangong Pavilion, was buried in the world behind the gate of the realm. It is rumored that Yang Zhitian left behind a large number of magic soldiers before his death. Soldiers go."

Mu Zhixing said in a deep voice.

His face was full of seriousness.

They have all been in this world for a long time, and they have long known the strength of this world.

Aside from other things, the number of Tianzun alone is countless.

If these Heavenly Venerates really passed through the gate of the realm and went to the ancestral land, the human race in the ancestral land would have no power to fight back!

"Can they pass through the gate of the realm?"

Zhan said in a deep voice.

"It is difficult, but not impossible."

Mu Zhixing said, "The power of one Heavenly Venerate cannot open the gate of the realm, but if there are a lot of them, it can definitely be done."

"Is there a way to stop them?"

The battle continued.

Mu Zhixing did not speak, but sighed.

You are all false gods, is there any way, don’t you know what to do?

What do you ask me?

Let me inquire about the news, I still have some contacts, other things are beyond my ability.

My level of cultivation is not enough for Tianzun's teeth, not to mention, there are even false gods in the past!

"Money touches people's hearts."

After a long silence, Mu Zhixing finally opened his mouth and said, "The city lord said something before, when the interests reach a certain level, people can do anything!"

Yang Zhitian, the former owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, was also a well-known figure in the world back then. As the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, he was buried with unknown number of magic soldiers.

Even though today's Gongge has opened its doors for business, for warriors in this world, magical weapons are still scarce.

Such a temptation, indeed, not many warriors can refuse it.

"Why did Yang Zhitian suddenly appear?"

Zhan was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but say.

"It didn't come out of nowhere."

Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes and said, "Yang Zhitian, the city lord took office, is said to be the strongest pavilion lord in the history of Tiangong Pavilion, and then disappeared inexplicably. Before he disappeared, he was carrying a large number of Divine soldiers, including Yuanshi divine soldiers."

"I didn't mean that, I mean, why did the news about Yang Zhitian's tomb suddenly appear?"

Zhan frowned.

"Does it need to be said? Someone deliberately spread it."

Ju Zhixing said.

He is best at inquiring about news, how could he not notice that the news about Yang Zhitian's tomb spread so quickly, someone must have done it on purpose.

Someone was fanning the fire and deliberately spreading the news about Yang Zhitian's tomb.

"Aiming at us?"

Zhan said in a deep voice.

The ancestral land is the hometown and root of these people.

It's not surprising that Zhan has such thoughts, after all, there is no reason, how could this Yang Zhitian have anything to do with Zudi?

"There is no evidence to support this."

Mu Zhixing shook his head and said, "But someone intentionally draws the eyes of the world to the ancestral land, this is something that I can't doubt."

"What I don't understand is, what is there in Zudi that is worth doing?"

Although the ancestral land is their hometown, they also know that the ancestral land cannot be compared with the big world.

Thinking back then, wasn't the ancient heavenly court falling apart just for the chance to come to the big world?

In the ancestral land, it is an extravagant hope for warriors to cultivate to the realm of Tianzun.

But in the big world, although it is not easy to cultivate to the realm of Tianzun, it is more than twice as easy as that of the ancestors.

Not to mention, the big world, and the realm above Tianzun.

Compared to the big world, the ancestral land is a remote world.

Ju Zhixing also couldn't figure out why some people paid so much attention to Zudi.

"Where is the city owner now?"

Zhan asked.

At this time, only Zhou Shu is the real backbone, and Lian Zhan is a little panicked.

Even though he already possesses the power of false gods, what he has to face now is not one or two false gods, but just now, five false gods flew from outside Tongguan City, towards the gate of the realm and go.

Yang Zhitian's tomb is full of attraction even for false gods!

"Don't know."

Mu Zhixing shook his head and said, "He left with the pseudo-sacred cow Fang before, and he should have gone to the pseudo-sacred cow's palace, and I couldn't find any news there."

"We must find a way to inform the city lord of this matter!"

Zhan said in a deep voice, "It's really not possible, I will go to the shrine of the false **** bull!"

"No, I'm back!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Then, two figures suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Zhan's heart moved. With his strength, he didn't even notice Zhou Shu's approach. Zhou Shu's strength has improved again?

The next moment, Zhan saw the figure behind Zhou Shu.

"Pseudo God Niu Fang?"

Zhan Tong Kong shrinks, and the majestic false **** Niu Fang is standing behind Zhou Shu like a guard.

How long has it been? Could it be that the prince has subdued the false **** Niu Fang again?

The false **** Niu Fang, but the existence of the strength enough to rank among the top 100 among the three thousand false gods!

How is this possible?

Zhou Shu obviously didn't mean what they explained.

"You are from the Tiangong Pavilion, and now my senior Pavilion Master of the Tiangong Pavilion is facing the situation of death, can you bear it?"

Zhou Shu said coldly.

Zhan, Mu Zhixing and the others were taken aback.

However, they also responded very quickly, and said in a deep voice, "No!"

Zhou Shu only talked about Tiangong Pavilion and didn't mention the ancestral land. Zhan and Mu Zhixing naturally understood in an instant that this false god, Niu Fang, should not be his own.

"You can't, my pavilion master, and you can't either."

Zhou Shu said in a cold voice, "Master Yang Zhitian once devoted himself to our Tiangong Pavilion, and died. Although he is gone now, we must not allow anyone to disturb his rest. We must not allow him to return after death." To be humiliated!"

"Anyone who wants to break into the tomb of Lord Yang Zhitian's Pavilion is an enemy of our Tiangong Pavilion. They are all my Tiangong Pavilion's sworn enemies!"

"Everyone listen!"

Zhou Shu shouted, "Everyone, prepare for battle, I, Tiangong Pavilion, swear to fight the enemy forever!" 0

"I will never die! I will never die!"

Everyone in Tongguan City shouted loudly.

…

"It's terrible, how many false gods are there in this world? How many gods are there?"

Sun Gonggong muttered.

"What happened? Why are so many people flying in one direction?"

Yang Hong frowned and said.

The two of them stood at the gate of their own shrine and had been watching for a while.

There are strong people flying in the air constantly.

At first, they were a little nervous, but later they found out that these people were just passing by and didn't even look at them.

In the end, they felt relieved and quietly watched these people pass by.

The more you look at this, the more frightened you become.

It's only been a while, and the number of false gods passing by has double digits, and the number of gods is as many as hundreds.

With such strength, when they were in the ancestral land, they didn't even dare to think about it.

You know, adding up the ancestral land and the five heavens, the heavenly gods in the entire small world can be counted with two hands.

Now they realize that the strength of the ancestral land is not worth mentioning compared to this world.

"The tomb of Yang Zhitian, the former owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, is now in the world, and they are heading for that tomb."

A voice came from behind the two, and the one who spoke was the commander of the one hundred thousand army sent by the false **** Ji Bin.

"The former owner of Tiangong Pavilion? So that's the case, then it has nothing to do with us."

Yang Hong breathed a sigh of relief, he was not familiar with Tiangong Pavilion, and if Tiangong Pavilion was in trouble, he would only gloat.

"Wu Zongquan, the owner of Tiangong Pavilion, is nice to us, isn't it kind of nice for us to laugh like this?"

Sun Gong also smiled and said.

"There is nothing to be courteous about, **** or robbery, who knows what Wu Zongquan has in mind for us."

Yang Hong said, "In short, this matter has nothing to do with us. Even if we want to help, we don't have the ability."

"That's right."

Sun Gonggong nodded and said, "It's a big deal. If the Tiangong Pavilion collapses, let's take in Wu Zongquan, and by the way, take in the Tiangong Pavilion's soldier casting master, right?"

"That makes sense."

Yang Hong nodded.

The commander of the 100,000 army sent by the false **** Ji Bin rolled his eyes.

What are the origins of these two guys?

The ability is not great, but the tone is not small.

Wu Zongquan, the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, is also taken in.

The owner of the Tiangong Pavilion can crush you two to death with one finger, okay?

I'm afraid you don't know that the false **** Ji Bin sent us here, originally at the request of the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion.

The commander did not speak, closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he had nothing to do with himself. Anyway, he was just staying here as ordered, and other things had nothing to do with him.

…

"Boom——"

In the void, a huge gate stands there.

Before the gate, a ray of light exploded, and then a figure descended from the sky.

Following closely behind are dense figures, perhaps hundreds of thousands in number.

"Cui Lin, the deputy head of the Tiangong Pavilion, is here. Whoever dares to step forward is the enemy of my Tiangong Pavilion!"

Cui Lin's momentum was soaring, and he shouted angrily.

"Cui Lin, this gate of the realm is not the territory of your Tiangong Pavilion, let me get out of the way!"

A false **** snorted coldly and shouted!

"I am the resting place of the Lord Yang Zhitian of Tiangong Pavilion, no one should disturb me!"

Cui Lin did not retreat half a step, and shouted loudly.

"I don't care about you, Yang Zhitian, let me open the gate of the realm! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

The false **** shouted, he took a step forward, pressing down on Cui Lin with overwhelming aura.

Cui Lin snorted and couldn't help taking a step back.

"False **** side set!"

A strange blush flashed across Cui Lin's face. Although he was strong, he still couldn't bear the full oppression of the false gods.

"Do you want to live forever with my Tiangong Pavilion?"

"Haha!"

The false **** Bianji laughed and said, "It's just a group of blacksmiths. To give you face, I call you a soldier builder. If you don't give you face, you are just servants!"

"I'm not going to die with this god, you are worthy?"

The pseudo-god Bianji snorted coldly, and took another step forward, the light rising from his body condensed into the appearance of a fierce tiger, and roared at Cui Lin.

The white energy hit Cui Lin's chest, causing Cui Lin to take several steps back, and a smear of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Everyone listens!"

Cui Lin was about to retreat into the army behind him, he raised his hand and shouted, "Fight to the death!"

"Clatter——"

The Tiangong Pavilion guard army behind him all sacrificed divine soldiers, dazzling rays of light rose from each and every one of them, and the rays of light joined together.

"I, Tiangong Pavilion, as long as there is still one person, I will absolutely not allow anyone to disturb the rest of Yang Zhitian Pavilion master!"

Cui Lin yelled, holding his natal weapon, let out a beast-like roar, and rushed towards the false **** Bianji.

"A mantis is like a car, and he is overconfident!"

The pseudo-god Bianji didn't dodge or dodge, and punched forward.

"Boom——"

That punch, with boundless strength, directly smashed Cui Lin's magical weapon, and then smashed Cui Lin's chest, directly sending Cui Lin flying upside down, spurting a ball of blood in the air .

No matter how strong Tianzun is, he is also Tianzun. Facing false gods, he doesn't even have a chance to struggle.

At the beginning, Cui Lin was able to participate in killing the false **** Pang Tie because of the presence of Zhan. Otherwise, if a false **** tried his best to attack a Celestial Venerable, that Celestial Venerable would not be able to last a few moves.

"Tiangong Pavilion is nothing more than a dog and a chicken."

The false **** Bianji said contemptuously, "Anyone who dares to block my way, then I will not hold back!"

While speaking, he took another step forward.

The guards of the Tiangong Pavilion all showed their will to die, and a strong aura erupted from their bodies, and they were about to fight to the death with that false god.

"Who said that my Tiangong Pavilion is a local dog!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a distance.

When the voice sounded, it seemed that it was still far away, but when the last word fell, the two figures had already arrived before everyone's eyes.

I saw a ray of light, slashing towards the false **** Bianji in the air.

The dazzling light almost illuminated the entire sky, which made people stare at him.

Even the face of the false **** Bianji changed.

He let out a long whistle, and punched forward violently.

"Boom——"

Amidst the loud noise, Bianji the false **** retreated three steps in a row.

What position was he just before the shot, and what position did he retreat to now.

In front of Cui Lin, there were already two more figures.

"Pavilion Master!"

Cui Li held her chest, stood up with difficulty, and said shamefully. "Cui Lin is incompetent, shame on Geli."

"No, you didn't lose face, you did a good job."

Zhou Shu looked back at Cui Lin and said.

"Next, leave it to me, you take a rest first."

Zhou Shu grinned and said, "Don't worry, with me here, no one can disturb the rest of Pavilion Master Yang Zhitian."

No one noticed that when Zhou Shu said this, someone in the crowd curled his lips involuntarily, as if he was dissatisfied.

"You are Wu Zongquan, the new Pavilion Master of Tiangong Pavilion?"

The pseudo-god Bianji looked at Zhou Shu with a dignified expression. When he saw the pseudo-god Niu Fang behind Zhou Shu, Tong Kong instantly shrank into a needle shape.

"What do you mean?"

The false **** Bianji said coldly, "This gate of the realm is not the private property of your Tiangong Pavilion, why are you blocking my way?"

Here is not the site of Tiangong Pavilion, and the gate of the realm is not an item of Tiangong Pavilion.

This set of false gods killed this point.

"Yeah, this gate of the realm does not belong to your Tiangong Pavilion, we want to go there, can you control it?"

The people behind the false **** Bianji also clamored.

"It wasn't before, but it is now."

Zhou Shu glanced at everyone, and said coldly, "Leave now, you are still friends of Tiangong Pavilion, if you want to attack the gate of this realm, then you are the enemy of Tiangong Pavilion."

"Haha, what an arrogant kid!"

The false **** Bianji was enraged, "You really think, Tiangongge

What's the big deal? How are your friends? What about the enemy? Do you think that with the false **** Niu Fang backing you up, you can fight against so many of us? "

"Hurry up and get the **** out of here, or else, don't blame us for being unkind!"

The false **** Bianji shouted loudly, and looked at the false **** Niu Fang.

Pseudo God Niu Fang with drooping eyelids ~IndoMTL.com~ just doesn't speak.

Before he came, he had talked to Zhou Shu, and Zhou Shu told him to make a move before he made a move, otherwise he would be a spectator.

The false **** Bianji and the thousands of people behind him clamored together. These people were not weak, and it was precisely because of this that the false **** Bianji was not afraid of the false **** Niu Fang.

Even if Niu Fang is a pseudo-god, if he is outraged by the public, he will not be able to bear it and walk around.

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui, I'm going to kill someone, what's your opinion?"

Zhou Shu suddenly said.

Cui Lin was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood what Zhou Shu meant. He gritted his teeth and said, "I have no objection! I, Cui Lin, will fully support whatever the Pavilion Master does for Tiangong Pavilion!"

"Okay! Then keep your eyes open, I will avenge you."

Zhou Shu said lightly, his eyes fell on the false **** Bianji, "You will die today, I said so."

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