Chapter 1068 Yang Zhitian's Tomb, I'm Going to Kill

"Lao 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 muttered, "I just feel a little unreal."

"You said that I have lived for so many years. Why didn't such a good thing happen to me before? Suddenly someone treats me so well, and I am really not used to it."

Sun Gong said helplessly.

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

Yang Hong said angrily.

Although I don't know why, but 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 god Ji Bin said that these people will be dealt with by them in the future, but they dare not neglect them lightly.

This is not the same as the land.

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

But people are alive, who can know what the 100,000 army is thinking?

If they really rebelled, they would have no ability to suppress it.

Only a prince can suppress a hundred thousand troops by one person.

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

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

Sun Gongyi also tried it just now. He asked the 100,000 troops to 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 employing people now. With these people around, the city's construction speed can be further improved."

"At most, we treat them as mercenaries. You forgot that when we were in the ancestral land, the prince once hired a large army from Gumangtian, so we treat them as we would treat that large army." gone."

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 bridged 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 wouldn't be as powerless as we are."

"Old Yang, this is just mediocrity."

Sun Gongping patted Yang Hong on the shoulder and said, "Lao Zhou is a pervert. It's 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 became 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, when Lao Zhou hears our name, naturally You can come to us on your own initiative.”

"You said, 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 definitely not die!"

"He didn't come, maybe there are other reasons. Those soldiers casting masters 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 well somewhere!"

"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 before. 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 god 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 stands to reason that Wu Zongquan, the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, should be helping the false god Niu Fang to forge magic weapons in the palace of the false god Niu Fang at this moment, 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 divine weapon was originally a secret.

The false god Niu Fang deliberately concealed the news, in case the false god Gu Hong knew about it and sabotaged it.

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

"a man of his words."

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

"But let me tell you 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 Divine Weapon."

The avatar of Zhou Shu said.

"That's natural."

The false god Ji Bin nodded indifferently, and said, "I still know the truth that one person does things and one person should be responsible."

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

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

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

The incarnation of Zhou Shu 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 fruit was born.

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

The false god Ji Bin said, "If those magic 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?"

The expression of Zhou Shu's incarnation was solemn, and a stern light flashed in his eyes.

"Is this true?"

"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 god 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?"

Zhou Shu's incarnation 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 god Ji Bin smiled slightly, and spoke in a manner of Zhou Shu.

Incarnation of Zhou Shu: "..."

"How much do you want?"

The avatar of Zhou Shu said in a deep voice.

It's about Yang Zhitian, no matter it's true or not, Zhou Shu must go there!

"just kidding."

The false god Ji Bin smiled and said, "You should be familiar with that place. Outside Tongguan City, thousands of miles away, there is a gate of a realm, and that gate of a realm leads to one of the small worlds on the spiritual root of heaven and earth. , 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 god Ji Bin left.

His whole body was like being struck by lightning.

small world!

Isn't the small world leading to the gate of the outer domain of Tongguan City the ancestral land?

Zudi, exposed?

Is this a coincidence, or did someone do it on purpose?

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 his brothers, his women, and his people live.

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

Even Tianzun is extremely difficult to break through.

Compared with the warriors in this world, the ancestral human race is much weaker.

If the Heavenly Venerable of this world goes to the ancestral land, the people in the ancestral land will have little room to resist!

"Yang Zhitian!"

The avatar of Zhou Shu gritted his 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 absolutely cannot let the strong in this world wantonly harm the human race of the ancestral land!

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

He transforms himself into freedom, although he can transform into hundreds of millions, but the strength of the incarnation is much weaker than the deity.

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

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

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

However, in the absence of the sacred, the power of the false god of the 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 little stars, and then dissipated in the air.

In the starlight, a little white light, spanning time and space, fell directly between the eyebrows of Zhou Shu who was located in the false god Niu Fangshen Palace.

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

The flames between his hands rose violently, 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 divine 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 thoughtful look in his pupils.

"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!

Around 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 indistinguishable to the naked eye.

As time passed, Zhou Shu's breathing became more and more heavy, and 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 stable as Mount Tai.

One after another, the magic formula was played without any mistakes, and the magic 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 god Niu Fang who heard the movement and broke in.

"Master Niu Fang, fortunately, he did not disgrace his life. The Yuanshi Shenbing you wanted is here."

Zhou Shu stood up and said with a tired face.

"It's done?"

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

"This is?"

The false 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.

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 Zhou Shu forged this magical weapon, just one glance, and the pseudo-sacred Niu Fang fell in love with it.

He felt that this was the Yuanshi Divine Weapon he wanted!

The Yuanshi Divine Soldier that I dreamed of!

"Beating drums and golden hammers!"

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 Leiguwengjinhammer, and used Yuanshi as the main material to cast this pair of Leiguwengjinhammers! The Yuanshi used in it was provided by you, Mr. Niufang, and it naturally comes with its own mine. The power of attributes, what are the specific magical effects, 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 god Niu Fang for the cost of casting Yuanshi Shenbing, and he was about to leave immediately.

Seeing that Zhou Shu was weak but 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!"

"Governor Wu, you are angry, and I, Niu Fang, are also unambiguous. If you are in trouble, I will definitely help you!"

As soon as the pseudo-god 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 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.

"Um?"

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

Noticing Zhou Shu's reaction, Niu Fang, the pseudo-god, said, "Pavilion 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 kind of 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 the Tiangong Pavilion, is now alive. Some people are trying to disturb the owner of the Yang Zhitian Pavilion. This kind of thing happens."

"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 kind of thing happen!"

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

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

The fake god Niu Fang laughed and said, "So it's such a trivial matter."

"I also met Yang Zhitian Pavilion Master once 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 want to see which shameless person dares to dig the grave of Pavilion Master Yang Zhitian!"

The drum beating urn golden hammer in the false god Niu Fang's hand collided with each other, and thunder lights shot out between the two drum beating urn golden hammers, making a crackling sound.

This pair of drum beating and urn golden hammers was cast from Yuanshi of the thunder attribute, and they were born with lightning. In terms of power, they are much stronger than the thunder hammer in Hou Baidong's hand.

Coupled 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 ask Mr. Niu Fang for help!"

"You don't need to bother, I'll go with you, if you see anyone who doesn't like you, just say hello, and I'll smash them to pieces with a hammer!"

The pseudo-god Niu Fang said indifferently.

"this--"

Zhou Shu said.

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

The pseudo-god Niu Fang said, "Otherwise, I will follow you. If you let me do it, I will do it again. Is this the head office?"

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

Zhou Shu cupped his hands and said.

...

"Deputy Pavilion Master Cui, the Pavilion Master has an order that all the fighting power of 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 and followed Cui Lin.

From the looks of it, Cui Lin was obviously already prepared.

The false god 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 the Tiangong Pavilion be allowed to be excavated by others?

This is related to the face of Tiangong Pavilion!

This is Cui Lin's Ni Lin!

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

Now receiving Zhou Shu's order and feeling 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, and no matter what his temperament is, he is the master of Tiangong Pavilion!

...

"What exactly is going on?"

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

These few 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 were clearly heading for the gate of the realm.

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

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.

Among 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.

"There is a certain degree of difficulty, but it is not absolutely impossible."

Mu Zhixing said, "One Tianzun's power can't 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?"

Zhan continued.

Mu Zhixing didn't speak, but sighed.

You are all false gods, is there any way, you don’t 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 someone else's Tianzun to put a gap between his teeth, not to mention, the one who just passed by even has false gods!

"Wealth touches people's hearts."

After a long silence, Mu Zhixing finally opened his mouth and said, "The city lord said a word 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 at that time. As the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion, he was buried with countless 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, it is true that not many warriors can refuse it.

"Why did Yang Zhitian appear all of a sudden?"

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

"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 lord in the history of Tiangong Pavilion, and then disappeared inexplicably. There are many Yuanshi Divine Soldiers among them."

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

Zhan frowned.

"Does that matter? Someone spread it on purpose."

Mu 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 flames and deliberately spreading the news about Yang Zhitian's tomb.

"Is it aimed at us?"

Zhan said in a deep voice.

The ancestral land is their hometown and their roots.

It's no wonder that Zhan has such thoughts, after all, for no reason, how could this Yang Zhitian have anything to do with Zudi?

"There's no evidence for that."

Mu Zhixing shook his head and said, "But there is no doubt that someone deliberately drew the eyes of the world to the ancestral land."

"What I don't understand is, is there anything 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.

Back then, didn't the ancient heavenly court fall 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 with the big world, the ancestral land is a remote world.

Mu Zhixing also couldn't figure out why someone paid so much attention to Zudi.

"Where is the city lord 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 past Tongguan City and headed for the gate of the realm.

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

"have no idea."

Mu Zhixing shook his head and said, "He left with the pseudo-sacred Niu Fang before, and he probably went to the pseudo-sacred Niu Fang's shrine, 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 god Niu Fang myself!"

"No need, 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's pupils contracted, and Niu Fang, the majestic pseudo-god, now stood behind Zhou Shu like a guard.

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

The false god, Niu Fang, is one of the three thousand false gods who is strong enough to rank among the top 100!

How can this be?

Zhou Shu obviously didn't mean what they explained.

"You are from the Tiangong Pavilion. Now, my senior pavilion master of the Tiangong Pavilion is facing the situation of dying in peace. Can you guys stand it?"

Zhou Shu said coldly.

Zhan, Mu Zhixing and the others were taken aback.

But 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, and we must not allow him to be humiliated after death! "

"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, get ready to fight, 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 constantly powerful people flying through the air.

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

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

The more I watched, the more frightened I became.

It's only been a while, and the number of false gods passing by has double digits, and the number of Tianzun 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, you can count the gods in the entire small world 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. They are going to that tomb."

A voice came from behind the two, and the one who spoke was the commander of the 100,000 army sent by the false god Ji Bin.

"The ex-master 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 us to laugh out loud like this?"

Sun Gongyi also laughed and said.

"Nothing to show courteousness, rape or steal, who knows what kind of plans Wu Zongquan has against 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."

"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?"

"It makes sense."

Yang Hong nodded.

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

What are these two guys doing?

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

He also took in Wu Zongquan, the owner of the Tiangong Pavilion.

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

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

The commander didn't speak, closed his eyes and meditated, 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.

Followed by densely packed figures, the number probably must be hundreds of thousands.

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

Cui Lin was so imposing that he shouted angrily.

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

A false god snorted coldly and shouted!

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

Cui Lin didn't take half a step back, 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 god shouted, he took a step forward, pressing down on Cui Lin with overwhelming momentum.

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

"False god side collection!"

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?"

"Ha ha!"

The false god Bianji laughed and said, "It's just a group of blacksmith craftsmen. To give you face, call you a military builder. If you don't give you face, you are just servants!"

"I can't die with this god, and you are worthy?"

The false god Bianji snorted coldly, and took another step forward, the light rising from his body condensed into 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.

"All generals obey orders!"

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 their divine soldiers, and dazzling rays of light rose from each and every one of them, and the rays of light joined together.

"My 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 shouted, he held his natal weapon, roared like a beast, and rushed towards the false god Bianji.

"A mantis' arm is like a car, and it is beyond its control!"

The false god didn't dodge or dodge, and punched forward.

"boom--"

That punch, with boundless strength, directly smashed Cui Lin's magical weapon, and then hit 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 god Pang Tie because he was restrained by Zhan. Otherwise, a false god would attack a Celestial Venerable with all his strength, and that Celestial Venerable would not be able to sustain a few moves at all.

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

The false god Bianji said with contempt on his face, "If anyone dares to block my way, then I won't hold back any more!"

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 full of local dogs and tile chickens!"

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

When the voice sounded, it seemed that it was still in an extremely distant place, but when the last word fell, the two figures had already arrived in front of everyone's eyes.

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

The dazzling rays of light almost illuminated the entire sky, making people stare at him incomparably.

Even the face of the false god Bianji changed.

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

"boom--"

Amidst the loud noise, the pseudo-god Bianji took three steps back.

What position was he just before the shot, and what position did he retreat to all of a sudden.

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

"Master!"

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

"No, you're not ashamed, you're doing great."

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 there was some dissatisfaction.

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

The pseudo-god Bianji looked at Zhou Shu with a dignified expression, and when he saw the pseudo-god Niu Fang behind Zhou Shu, his pupils instantly shrank into a needle shape.

"what do you mean?"

The false god Bianji said coldly, "This gate of the realm is not the private property of your Tiangong Pavilion, why do you want to block my way?"

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

This set of false gods kills this point.

"That's right, 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 god 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 god Bianji was enraged, "Do you really think that Tiangong Pavilion is such a great thing? What about friends? What about enemies? Do you think that with the false god Niu Fang backing you up, you can do things with so many of us?" right?"

"Get out of here quickly, or else, don't blame us people for not being sympathetic!"

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

The fake god Niu Fang lowered his eyelids, but he just didn't speak.

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

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

Even if it is a pseudo-sacred Niu Fang, if he commits public outrage, he will not be able to eat 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 god Bianji, "You will die today, I said so."