"Huh?!" Xiao Yi was sitting on the throne with a strange expression.
Along the way, he disguised his identity and broke through many obstacles, relying on the perception brought by the Oriental Gods List to find this place.
When the other party was pulled into a different space, he finally saw his appearance clearly.
First of all, not to mention the exaggerated tattoos and tattoos all over his body, just the pinprick scars on both arms left by drug injections, and the appearance of a drug addict.
Such a bad image is really unacceptable!
Secondly, this guy is an out-and-out ruthless person.
He's definitely not a gangster or a bastard, he must be a truly courageous and courageous hero.
This is Xiao Yi's first impression of Yang Jin!
Unexpectedly, when I opened the scroll that records my life, I would experience ups and downs and a thrilling growth experience.
Seeing him suddenly moved, he was deeply touched and shocked!
He suffered a massacre in his childhood and witnessed firsthand the cruelty of undercover drug agents. Instead of being intimidated, he resolutely joined the industry.
At this point, I merged into the darkness against the light and shadow, just to protect the lights of thousands of houses behind me.
From a righteous and high-spirited drug police officer, he was willing to transform into a ruthless and vicious scumbag!
Doing the things you hate the most, doing the business you hate the most.
On the surface he is a prosperous criminal gang boss, but on the inside he is struggling and persevering.
How many times have I sobbed and roared in the dark night? This is the secret and great lonely brave man.
He stood alone in the abyss, looking up at the starry sky above his head, like a monument isolated from the world.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yi couldn't help but sigh secretly, this person is well-deserved for the divine position this time!!
But, I'm encountering a little problem now.
Because the other party has been smoking white noodles for many years, he subconsciously thought that what appeared was an illusion.
This is difficult!
After all, there is a requirement for the god position canonized by the system, and it must be personally agreed in order for it to be effective.
At this moment.
Yang Jin squatted on the ground, beating his head with pain on his face, his eyes wide open as red as blood, and he roared with grief and anger:
"Wake up, wake up quickly, this is all an illusion!!"
"But this time, why is it so real? Could it be that what I experienced before was fake?"
"I can't tell the difference, I really can't tell the difference!!"
He has experienced too much, coupled with years of overdose and selfless role-playing, he has become very sensitive mentally.
Now, I was suddenly pulled into this space and saw this unimaginable scene in front of me.
The suspicion that emerged after the shock was like a wave that was about to overwhelm the whole body!
He could no longer tell whether it was a hallucination caused by overdose, a problem with his own brain, or whether all the past was false!
"Wake up... wake up..." Yang Jin roared, his voice full of panic and helplessness.
Looking at the out-of-control anti-drug hero below, Xiao Yi felt very sad.
He stood up slowly, his voice majestic and powerful, spreading throughout the nine heavens and ten places and reaching the Nine Netherworld.
"My name is Haotian, and I am the emperor of all living beings. Now that I think of my character, I can be canonized as a god."
"You don't have to doubt it, why don't you agree quickly?!"
The rumble was like a wake-up call, waking up Yang Jin who was still in a daze.
His sluggish expression flashed with a bit of astonishment, as if he had captured some key information. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the majestic figure in imperial robes, and said in a voiceless voice:
"You, you said you are Haotian?"
"Exactly!" Xiao Yi put the imperial crown on his head and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party had regained his sense.
Just like the one who conferred Qi Xiaotian in the first place, he is a carefree master!
"It's actually true..." Yang Jin breathed rapidly, clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was shaking with excitement.
In today's world, everyone knows the name of Haotian. This is the existence of the supreme god of China.
According to rumors, he was helping Daxia behind the scenes and personally appointed the inheritors of the gods of Kyushu.
And he was actually chosen!
Fortunately, God opened his eyes and gave me a chance to turn over!
Does the Seaman Group think that with the help of Fallen Paradise, it can trample on the dignity of the anti-narcotics police without restraint?
As long as he grasps the power that truly comes from the gods, he vows to kill all those beasts outside that are inferior to pigs and dogs!
"Wait, wait for me!" Yang Jin gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with vengeful anger.
Having gone through countless dangers and pretending to be patient day and night, I don’t know how much stuffiness has accumulated in my chest.
This meeting is sure to be a blast!
"To the Emperor of Heaven, I am willing to receive the title of god!!" Yang Jin knelt down on one knee and cupped his fists.
"good."
"From today onwards, I will grant you the title of Justice God, Erlang Zhenjun!"
Xiao Yi stood high on the jade steps and nodded.
That mysterious and domineering figure in imperial robes emitting blazing white light seemed to be declaring his supreme oracle to the people of the world.
What, Erlang Zhenjun?!
When Yang Jin heard this name, relevant information suddenly came to his mind.
This is the nephew of the Jade Emperor. He has a cold and aloof personality and has always listened to orders but not propaganda!
Regarding his mythological deeds, he carried mountains to chase the sun, searched mountains to subdue demons, captured dragons and slayed dragons, etc.
With powerful strength and vast magical powers, he is recognized as the god of war in heaven!
"Er Lang Shen Yang Jian..." At this moment, Yang Jin silently recited his name, as if he had a connection with his heart, and felt that the blood in his body was boiling.
In the hall.
Harsh jeers still filled the surrounding area.
The group of people laughed so loudly that they were out of breath, and used all kinds of words to insult the Daxia anti-narcotics police.
Their attitudes were arrogant and their faces were hateful, like evil spirits.
"Huh?" Shakun was also laughing at first, but soon his smile gradually disappeared and he stared closely at the strangest figure in the crowd.
"Yang Jin, what's wrong with you?!"
In Shakun's eyes, Yang Jin was as motionless as a wooden stake, with his head lowered and seemed to be in a deep sleep.
Upon hearing the boss's question, the entire audience fell silent, and all eyes were focused on the man in the floral shirt.
"You bastard, are you deaf?!" Shakun scolded in anger.
Everyone looked at each other in shock, with chills running down their spines from fear.
They were surprised that this madman, who was violent and brutal in private, was still very respectful to his boss on weekdays.
Why did you suddenly change your temper this time and dare to provoke openly and openly?
The strange thing is that facing the anger of the group leader, Yang Jin lowered his head unmoved and didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.
This scene left everyone stunned.
However, many people were gloating about the misfortune and hoped to see Yang Jin executed.
After all, the other party is the first legend to be promoted to the group's board of directors in the shortest time by virtue of his status as an outsider.
Out of the psychological factors of jealousy, I naturally want to see the eyesore disappear!
"Okay, very good." Shakun sneered, his smile cold and biting.
Although he attaches great importance to the talents of the group, it does not mean that he can condone violating his status!
So, something must be done.
"Come here, give me Yang Jin..."
The words are not finished yet.
Golden light burst out from Yang Jin's body, and a powerful aura was released instantly, knocking off the roof of the manor.
There was a roar, the air flow was roaring and turbulent.
"Ah!" Everyone was frightened and staggered and fell.
Swish.
The golden light of the bullfight shot through the sky like a rainbow, rendering the entire dark night golden.
Countless clouds and mist surge like waves, and dazzling golden light illuminates the heaven and earth.
Yang Jin stared at the light, his feet were three feet off the ground, and his aura was rising steadily.
Above the head, a heroic silhouette emerged, standing at the top of the high sky.
I saw him with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome face, unopened vertical eyes on his forehead, wearing a majestic silver armor, and holding a sharp three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, as if he wanted to cut off any invading enemy in the world.
!
This is the True Lord Erlang, and so is Yang Jian!