The God of War in Heaven Yang Jian.

This can be regarded as a supreme existence for their hidden family.

Looking at Zhuge Kongming's slightly curious and admiring gaze, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows proudly and said.

"Little guy, you're right. I'm Yang Jian, the number one war god in heaven!"

The title of the God of War caused Ye Zichen to roll his eyes. It seemed that he had asked the monkey to beat him not long ago.

"Really?" Zhuge Kongming blinked his big eyes and said suspiciously.

brush.

A fluorescent light appeared on Yang Jian's body. When he appeared in everyone's sight again, his body was still covered with a silver display stand, holding a war halberd in his hand.

"You should believe it this time. I just came to God a while ago. If your family worshipped me, then you should have seen it."

Yang Jian smiled proudly, but as soon as he said this, he felt a faint hesitation appear in the eyes of the people around him.

"Why do you think of me like this? I don't have the idle intention to lie to you! If you don't believe me, please ask me brother!"

"No, no, no, great god, what we are curious about is that you have really given up on God recently?" Gu Hai spoke carefully, and Yang Jian nodded immediately, "Of course, I have a very good maintenance for fans. I have been suffering... Ahem, I absolutely care about the worshippers anyway. Usually, the gods will be given up once every half a month!"

"But..." Gu Hai raised his eyebrows and said, "But we have not seen your god descend in nearly a hundred years. We have never seen it not only you, but also any great god in the Heavenly Court or the Underworld."

"How is this possible!"

Yang Jian's expression was shocked.

He had been in heaven for too long and was poor, so he pointed out that the worshipper could contribute some prestige to him.

In his poorest days, he even had records of the descent of God every day.

But now some people say that he has never been sent to the gods, and even the others in the Heavenly Court and the Underworld have never seen it.

"What the ancient patriarch is talking about is the truth. We hidden families have really not seen your god descend in nearly a hundred years."

Zhuge Hong also spoke lightly next to him. For some reason, Ye Zichen always felt that this woman was not simple.

No matter what time she was, she looked like a turbulent person, just like Gu Hai, who was also the patriarch of a big family, but when she saw Erlang Shen, she looked very low.

Even when he encountered such an intern Hei Wuchang, he respected him very much, and the distinction between superiors and subordinates was particularly obvious.

But Ye Zichen never felt this way on Zhuge Hong.

Just like, the people in the Heaven and Underworld are just at the same level as her, or even lower...

Yang Jian was quite nervous, and he didn't care much about Zhuge Hong's tone. He was now wondering why the gods did not fall.

Damn, the cost of God’s once is not low...

"You have a ancestral hall here to worship me."

Yang Jian browed and Gu Hai nodded repeatedly.

"Of course there are, you..."

"Take me to see!"

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and replied, "He wanted to see why he could not surrender. The cost in the past was a small matter, but now he is also developed, so it's not that bad."

The fan effect is reduced, which is something he doesn't want to see.

Some of the divine powers in the Heavenly Court have direct relationships with believers. If this continues, his offerings will become less and less, then he will reach the celestial immortal, and he will only have the body of the celestial immortal, but he will not be able to exert his superb combat power.

After several changes, the patriarch of the ancient clan brought some more important people to the ancestral hall.

Above the ancestral hall, there is a statue of Yang Jian. The ancestral hall is cleaned with a strong fragrance. Three incense candles are inserted in front of the incense burner and are slowly burning.

"God, look... I send people to your ancestral hall almost every three hours!"

Little did they know that Yang Jian's eyes became gloomy and terrifying the moment he entered the ancestral hall.

Crack.

He clenched his fists tightly, and Gu Hai immediately said in panic when he saw this scene.

"Great God, is there something wrong place we have, which makes you unhappy?"

"hehe……"

A faint smile sounded from Yang Jian's mouth, and the halberd in his hand stabbed towards the statue with force.

"Great God!"

Gu Hai looked panicked, and even Zhuge Hong showed a look of emotion.

It was a big taboo to personally destroy his ancestral hall statue. What could have caused him to be so angry.

Bang.

Stone sculptures are broken.

A black mist flew out of the statue, and in an instant, the mist filled the entire ancestral hall.

"Yang Jian, you can actually discover it for a loss. Tsk tsk, it's so pitiful. I've taken so frequently the gods' surrenders."

"Demons!"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth viciously. No wonder their believers who surrendered to God could not see it, and they all blocked this guy.

"Stay here!"

A dazzling golden light burst out from Yang Jian's third eye. The fog gradually became dim and gradually disappeared from the ancestral hall, but the ancestral hall was filled with the fog-like smile.

"So what if you keep me here! The hidden families in the present world have their own footprints. Can you keep them here?"

"At least you've met me here!"

Bang.

The battle halberd poked hard on the ground, and Yang Jian grabbed the fog in the dark room with bare hands, and a strand of black hair appeared in his hand.

puff.

A golden flame burned the hair to ashes, and a playful sneer sounded again in the ancestral hall.

"It was decisive enough, but it was destroyed directly. I thought you would find a way to recover the losses caused by God! Well, since you have discovered the deity, there is no need to stay here. The deity will pull away the incarnations of other families. Of course... if you don't believe it, you can try to run one by one."

"Demons, do you want to start a war with my Heavenly Court in this way?"

Yang Jian replied with a powerful and powerful force, and the battle halberd even stomped the ground and made a loud noise.

"When the war begins, your heavenly court is worthy?" The devil smiled mockingly, with unconcealed disdain in his tone, "When we fought against gods and demons, you didn't know where your heavenly court was!"

"That's because I'm not here!"

Yang Jian raised his head proudly, pointing to the Void Path in his hand.

"You demons fight one, one, two, and two, and you fight one pair. If I had been there back then, your demons might be even more powerful now!"

"Stop talking big." The devil spoke with some disdain, "At your level, at the heyday of my demon clan, even the lowest-level soldiers could kill you!"

...

Ye Zichen's face was shocked when he heard this.

The demon clan would have been so strong back then, and Yang Jian was at the level of the Great Perfection of Human Immortals...

The lowest-level soldier!

What was the scene of the war between gods and demons back then?

"hehe……"

Yang Jian just smiled indifferently at this, and started with the battle halberd standing on the ground, and opened his third eye.

A gust of wind was involuntarily released slowly from his body...
Chapter completed!