In the magnificent underground palace, the Holy Lord seemed to have been sitting quietly for a hundred years.
Under the throne, Zhang Linchuan and Lu Yan stood on one side, and the atmosphere was a bit... tense.
At least the rabbit-bone-faced man standing behind Zhang Linchuan looked frightened and didn't dare to breathe.
A man wearing a dragon bone mask stood at the bottom, but in the middle line, neither leaning toward Zhang Linchuan nor Lu Yan, but facing the Holy Lord on the throne.
Standing with him was a man wearing a monkey bone mask.
Lu Yan closed his eyes with only the whites, and said sadly: "The plague lurks in ordinary people, breeds, and grows, and then suddenly detonates, directly touching the extraordinary, and it is perfect all at once! This has been planned for a long time, but now it is not
So much. Zhang Linchuan, you wanted to take over the command, but what did you do? You even used the Dharma weapon left by the rat face. Is this the only effect you have now?"
"It was the Holy Lord who activated the plague bell in advance. What do you mean...do you blame the Holy Lord?"
Facing the accusations from Elder Lu Yan, Zhang Linchuan was completely fearless. It can be seen that since the battle of Maplewood City, his status within the White Bone Taoism has greatly improved.
"What's the matter with the Holy Lord? It's because you are not good at employing people. You handed something as important as the Plague Bell to Snake Face? Back in Maplewood City, she acted with Rat Face and Dog Face, and as a result, Rat Face and Dog Face became stronger.
Even though she was dead, she survived. How could you be stupid enough to give her such trust?"
"Doesn't this just show that she has a strong ability to save her life?" Zhang Linchuan's response was both salty and mild: "I also considered this."
"Stop making excuses for me!" Lu Yan said angrily: "I don't dare to kill you?"
"Of course you dare! Just kill me in front of the Holy Lord!" Zhang Linchuan also seemed to be really angry and no longer maintained the peace: "Anyway, under your 'wisdom' plan, the White Bone Road is already in Fenglin
The city is in complete defeat, the high-ranking officials died in battle, and those who were hunted were hunted down, and it is in such a state of decline. I don’t care if another mere envoy dies!"
"You!" Lu Yan was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"What am I? Yes, guiding the development of the plague, such an important thing should not be assigned to a weak person. But who can do it? Your layout has allowed Zhuang Chengqian to reach a higher level and allowed Du Ruhui to get rid of his shackles. Du Ruhui is so far away.
Now, can you move, or can I move?"
Lu Yan gritted his teeth for a long time, turned around angrily, looked at the Dragon Bone Masker and said, "Dragon Bone Mask, what do you say?"
Among the Twelve Bone Faces of the White Bone Path, Rat Face is the first of the Twelve Bone Faces. In terms of pure combat power, Dragon Face is the strongest among them.
Among the twelve bone-faced men, he was the only one who opened the inner palace.
Regardless of strength, in terms of realm, he can be compared with Zhang Linchuan.
Therefore, compared to other Bone-Faced Men, his status is slightly more aloof. It's just that he has been practicing in seclusion for a long time and does not do much outside, so he is not as notorious as other Bone-Faced Men.
Lu Yan's question seemed to be to let Long Mian make it clear that he would take sides, but he also meant to complain that he was often in seclusion, so that no one in the church could use him.
Although Zhang Linchuan was poking at Lu Yan's sore spot, the battle at Maplewood City had passed, and even if the Holy Master was ignorant of the world, there was no chance of him resurrecting old scores at this time. So the sore spot was actually not painful at all.
There are many twists and turns, and the monkey-bone-faced man standing next to the dragon's face flashed in his eyes, but said nothing.
"Second Elder." Long Mian's voice was full of energy: "Why don't we kill Du Ruhui? This will save you from being too timid to even leave the underground palace."
Lu Yan:......
Du Ruhui is a third-level Divine Presence Realm expert. Looking at the strongest combat power in the entire White Bones, he, Lu Yan, is the fourth-level Outer Building Realm. Bone Messenger, Saintess, Dragon Face, and three Inner Palace realms.
As for the strength of the Holy Lord...
The White Bone God "awakens" in the body of White Bone Daozi, and the combat power he can exert must be far stronger than when he could only attack from a distance through the brand.
However, how much it can be used is another mystery.
What is even more obvious is that the Holy Lord himself will never easily reveal the "answer".
In other words, if you want to set up a trap to kill Du Ruhui, you can only rely on a few of them.
How to kill?
That's Du Ruhui, who possesses the magical power so close to the end of the world! Even two or three powerful divine beings may not be able to keep him.
However, looking at Long Mian's high-spirited and fighting eyes, Lu Yan knew that he was not joking or trying to ridicule anyone. This was what he really thought.
Reckless man...
Thinking of this, Lu Yan even forgave him for calling him "Second Elder."
Who doesn’t know that there is only one elder in the White Bone Path now? The emphasis on the ranking of the second elders is most likely sarcastic. As for the remaining one or two, they are probably people like Dragon Face or Pig Face...
"Cough." Seeing that Lu Yan was speechless, Zhang Linchuan coughed and said, "Put aside Du Ruhui's matter for now. The most urgent task now is the Holy Lord's plan. The Holy Lord will use the plague that is ravaging a country to refine it into the incarnation of the plague.
Achieve the holy body of white bones. Now that it is triggered in advance, it is not perfect enough. What can I do?"
Lu Yan snorted coldly: "Isn't it the position you selected and the manpower you sent?"
"Look." Zhang Linchuan spread his hands: "We have to go back to the question of why no one is available to me."
The two top executives were pushing and shoving each other here, like two green men on the street, saying "Come here" one after another. They looked aggressive, but in fact they were just making fun of each other.
The saint is not in the underground palace at all, and she is busy doing something somewhere. Since Maplewood City, these people seem to be further apart.
Long Mian looked up and saw that the Holy Lord was still sitting upright, expressionless and speechless. No one knew whether He was listening.
The Holy Lord has no attitude, and he will certainly not have an attitude towards this.
"Monkey face, rabbit face." The dragon-bone-faced man said, "Come closer."
The monkey-bone-faced man was standing beside him, so his words were mainly directed at the rabbit-bone-faced man.
Rabbit Mian glanced at Zhang Linchuan with some fear.
Zhang Linchuan nodded slightly, and then she moved a few steps towards the dragon-bone-faced man uneasily.
"Let me ask you. Pig Face is dead."
The dragon-bone-faced man paused for a moment and continued: "Among the twelve people, he is the craziest and the stupidest. But he is the only one who really treats you as brothers and sisters. Don't you feel sorry for him at all?"
The rabbit-bone-faced man shrank his neck and did not dare to say anything.
The more this look made Long Mian angrier, but he somehow knew that this woman now belonged to Zhang Linchuan's faction. The Holy Lord still needed to rely on these people. If he didn't want to ruin the Holy Lord's plan, he had to endure it first.
On the other hand, the monkey-bone-faced man was silent for a while and then said: "Out of the twelve people, only three of us are dead."
He looked at the dragon-bone masked man: "Brother Long, if you tell me every sad thing, will you be able to get over it?"
The dragon-bone-faced man was momentarily speechless!
Lu Yan closed his eyes, his face was gloomy, and he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.
Zhang Linchuan even hid all his expressions under the mask, leaving only a pair of eyes with unclear emotions.
Everyone in this underground palace has a look and a mood.
No one knows what anyone really thinks.
Even if he is as great as the Holy Lord, who can dare to say that he truly understands His will?
…
at this time.
The sitting Lord spoke indifferently.
"The time has come," He said.
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This chapter has been completed!