Sun Pingping looked at Yang Hong and said seriously.
Yang Hong rolled his eyes fiercely, "How about I try to slap you?"
"That's not necessary."
Sun Pingping said, "I just think it's a bit unreal."
"You said that I have lived for so many years, why haven't such good things happened to me before? Suddenly someone is so kind to me, and I am really not used to it."
Sun Pingping said helplessly.
"I also want someone to be so kind to me."
Yang Hong said angrily.
Although I don’t know why, overall, things are moving in a good direction.
They were already thankful that these false gods did not come to trouble them. Who would have thought that they would actually give away land and give away people...
"What should we do with these 100,000 troops?"
Sun Pingping asked Yang Hongdao.
Yang Hong also had a look of embarrassment on his face.
Although the false god Ji Bin said that these people would be at their disposal in the future, they did not dare to ignore them.
This is different from the territory.
After all, the territory is dead, so if you accept it, you will accept it.
But people are alive. Who can know what these 100,000 troops are thinking in their hearts?
If they really rebelled, they would have no ability to suppress it.
Suppressing an army of 100,000 men by one person is probably something only a prince can do.
From their point of view, they do not want to accept these 100,000 troops.
But the false god Ji Bin didn't give them a chance to refuse. He threw down his army of 100,000 and left without looking back.
Sun Pingping also tried it just now. He asked a hundred thousand troops to leave, but they refused to leave.
Other than that, they obeyed Sun Pingping's orders.
On the surface, they really obeyed the order.
"I can't drive him away, so I have no choice but to stay."
Yang Hong muttered, "It just so happens that we are now employing people. With these people here, the construction speed of the city can be improved a little."
"At most, we can treat them as mercenaries. You have forgotten that when we were in our ancestral land, the prince also hired a large army from Ju Mangtian. We will treat them with the same attitude as we treated that large army.
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Yang Hong said.
Sun Pingping nodded. Only now did they know how much Zhou Shu had done for the ancestral land.
At that time, the Ancestral Land faced the oppression of the Five Heavens. Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, it was Zhou Shu who smoothed the gap bit by bit and led the Ancestral Land human race to finally defeat the Five Heavens.
Speaking of which, at that time, no one in the human race in the ancestral land could help Zhou Shu. Zhou Shu had always been fighting alone.
"How did the prince do it back then?"
Yang Hong sighed, "If he were here today, he would definitely not be as helpless as us."
"Lao Yang, you are just a mediocre person."
Sun Pingping patted Yang Hong on the shoulder and said, "Lao Zhou is a pervert. It's just uncomfortable to compare with him."
"I don't know where he is now. It would be great if I could find him."
Sun Pingping's expression became a little gloomy, "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 naturally hear our name.
You can take the initiative to come to us."
"Do you think that if he saw that we independently built such a large territory in this world, would he be shocked and unable to find the north?"
Sun Pingping said with a slight smile.
There was no smile on Yang Hong's face, but he shook his head and said, "Have you forgotten? Now your name, Sun Ping Ping, has spread all over the world, and no one knows it."
"Logically speaking, if the prince heard your name, he would definitely come to us, but he didn't."
"I have also inquired with the armorsmiths of Tiangong Pavilion. They have never heard of an armorer 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 could finish his words, Sun Pingping interrupted him rudely.
"Even if we all die, he will never die!"
"Perhaps there are other reasons why he didn't come. The weapons casters in Tiangong Pavilion have never heard of his name, and that's because he doesn't want them to know."
Sun Pingping said firmly, "I believe he will live well somewhere!"
"What we have to do now is to establish our foundation in this world, so that when he comes one day, he won't have to work as hard as before. Brothers, we can already share the burden for him!" p>
Sun Pingping said in a deep voice.
Yang Hong looked serious and nodded solemnly.
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"I have sent a hundred thousand troops to Sun Ping Ping as you said. Is this Yuan Dynasty Divine Weapon really mine?"
Somewhere, the false god Ji Bin looked at the person opposite him with a serious face.
The person opposite him was surprisingly none other than Wu Zongquan, the master of Tiangong Pavilion!
It stands to reason that Wu Zongquan, the master of the Tiangong Pavilion, should be helping the False Divine Niu Fang to forge magic weapons in the temple of the False Divine Niu Fang at this moment. It is impossible for him to appear here.
However, the fact that the pseudo-sacred cow asked Wu Zongquan, the master of Tiangong Pavilion, to cast the magical weapon was originally a secret.
The false god Niu Fang deliberately concealed this news to prevent the false god Gu Hong from knowing about it and causing damage.
Therefore, the false god Ji Bin does not know where Wu Zongquan, the master of Tiangong Pavilion, should be. Naturally, it is even more impossible to know. What he sees now is just an incarnation.
"A gentleman's words are hard to catch up with."
Zhou Shu's incarnation smiled slightly and said, "This Yuanshi Divine Weapon belongs to you from now on."
"But I'm going to say it first. If one day, the Holy Spirit comes to trouble you because of this matter, it has nothing to do with me. I will never admit it. I gave you a Primordial Divine Weapon." p>
The incarnation of Zhou Shu said.
"That's natural."
False God Ji Bin nodded indifferently and said, "I still know the principle of one person doing things and one person taking responsibility."
"Wu Zongquan, for the sake of our happy cooperation in the past, I will give you a piece of news."
Before the false god Ji Bin turned around and left, he suddenly said.
"What news? Do you know where the next spiritual fruit will be born?"
Zhou Shu's incarnation said casually.
If this is the news, he is really not surprised, because he has already found out the places where spiritual insects are active through Mu Yuan, and those places are most likely the places where spiritual fruits are born.
"Someone discovered the suspected tomb of Yang Zhitian, the former master of Tiangong Pavilion. It is said that there are countless magic weapons in it."
False God Ji Bin said, "If those magic weapons 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 incarnation had a solemn expression, and a sharp 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."
False God Ji Bin shrugged and said, "If it were before, I might still be a little interested, but now, with this Primordial Divine Weapon, I am too lazy 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. If you ask again, you have to pay extra."
False God Ji Bin smiled slightly and spoke in a Zhou Shu-like manner.
Zhou Shu's incarnation: "..."
"How much do you want?"
Zhou Shu's incarnation said in a deep voice.
It’s about Yang Zhitian, whether it’s true or not, Zhou Shu must go there!
"Just kidding."
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 to the realm. That gate to the realm leads to one of the small worlds at the root of heaven and earth.
, it is said that Yang Zhitian was buried in that small world."
"Boom——"
There was a huge wave in the mind of Zhou Shu's incarnation.
He didn't even know when the false god Ji Bin left.
His whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Small world!
Isn’t the small world leading to the outer realm gate of Tongguan City the ancestral land?
Ancestral land, exposed?
Is this a coincidence, or did someone do it deliberately?
Not long after Sun Pingping and the others came to this world, the location of their ancestral land was exposed?
Has anyone gone to the ancestral land through the gate of the realm?
When he thought of this, Zhou Shu suddenly panicked.
The ancestral land is his home, where his brothers, his women, and his people live.
He knows very well that due to the limitations of the laws of heaven and earth in the small world of his ancestral land, the people there are only the most powerful ones.
Even Tianzun is extremely difficult to break through.
Compared with the warriors of this world, the people of the ancestral land are too weak.
If the Heavenly Lord of this world goes to the ancestral land, the people in the ancestral land will not have much room to resist!
"Yang Zhitian!"
The incarnation of Zhou Shu gritted his teeth.
He originally wanted to wait until Zhan had devoured three thousand spiritual fruits to achieve acquired divine status, and then slowly bring over the humans from his ancestral land.
But now it seems that we can no longer wait for such a long time!
"Even if I don't want a single spiritual fruit, I still have to go back!"
The incarnation of Zhou Shu said to himself.
He must not let the strong men in this world wantonly harm the people of the ancestral land!
"With the power of incarnation, even if you go back, you won't be able to change anything. You have to go there in person."
Although he can incarnate into hundreds of millions through his own method, the strength of his incarnations is much weaker than the original one.
As far as Zhou Shu is concerned, his true form possesses the power of a false god, but his incarnation and the highest level of cultivation are only that of a deity.
Tianzun's strength can be said to be high or low. Although it can dominate one side, it is far from enough to protect the ancestral land.
Even if he is a false god, he is only reluctant.
However, as long as there is no fate for the saint, the power of this false god should be able to intimidate some people.
"Fortunately, we already have two pieces of territory now. Even if the ancestral land is really lost, we can still have a place to stay."
Zhou Shu's incarnation said to himself, and the next moment, his body exploded into dots of starlight, and then dissipated in the air.
In the starlight, a bit of white light crossed time and space and landed directly on the forehead of Zhou Shu who was located in the Palace of the False God Niu Fang.
Zhou Shu's aura flickered on and off, and then he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining with light.
The flames between his hands suddenly rose up, reaching dozens of feet in height.
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 fired thousands of spells and finally prevented the divine weapon from collapsing.
"The ancestral land is the burial place of Yang Zhitian, the former head of Tiangong Pavilion?"
Zhou Shu's expression was serious, with a look of thought in his face.
"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.
"No matter whether Yang Zhitian has been to the ancestral land or not, people from this world cannot be allowed to go to the ancestral land. Otherwise, the ancestral land will never have peace!"
Zhou Shu's face flashed with murderous intent, and he said to himself.
White rays of light suddenly appeared on his body.
The Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven, the Law of Time!
The light around Zhou Shu seemed to be bent, and his movements were so fast that they could no longer be seen clearly with the naked eye.
Even the Primordial Divine Weapon in the flames is changing at a speed that is difficult to discern with the naked eye.
As time passed, Zhou Shu's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his forehead was even covered with large beads of sweat.
If anyone were present at this moment, they would definitely be able to see that Zhou Shu's body was trembling slightly.
But even so, his hands are as steady as a mountain.
One after another, the magic formula was executed accurately, and the divine weapon in the flames finally took shape!
"Boom——"
A powerful momentum shot up into the sky, almost overturning the warehouse of False God Niu Fang.
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"What happened?"
A figure flashed in the warehouse, but it was the False God Niu Fang who heard the noise and broke in.
"Lord Niu Fang, fortunately, I have fulfilled my destiny. The Yuanshi Divine Weapon you wanted is available."
Zhou Shu stood up and said with a tired look.
"It's done?"
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?"
False God Niu Fang’s voice was trembling.
It stands to reason that False Divine Niu Fang is not someone who has never seen the world. Even if it is the Yuanshi Divine Weapon, it is not that he has never seen it before.
He even has a divine weapon in his hand that was a divine reward.
But the Yuanshi Divine Weapon and the Yuanshi Divine Weapon are different.
The divine reward of divine weapons does not care what Niu Fang likes at all.
But now that this magical weapon was forged by Zhou Shu, the pseudo-divine cow fell in love with it just by looking at it.
He felt that this was the original divine weapon he wanted!
The original divine weapon that I dream of!
"Beat the drum, urn, and golden hammer!"
Zhou Shu said solemnly, "In my hometown, there is a peerless hero who is invincible in the world. The magic weapon he uses is this drum, urn and golden hammer!"
"I imitated the shape of the drum urn and golden hammer in my hometown, and used Yuanshi as the main material to cast this pair of drum urn and golden hammers! The Yuanshi used in it was provided by you, Mr. Niu Fang, and it naturally comes with it.
Mr. Niu Fang, you can explore it yourself."
"I still have important things to do, so I'll take my leave!"
Zhou Shugong handed over his hand and did not even ask for the cost of casting the Yuanshi Divine Weapon from the pseudo-sacred cow, and left immediately.
Seeing that Zhou Shu was weak but still anxious, the pseudo-god Niu Fang said directly, "Master Wu, wait a minute. If you can trust me, tell me if you have anything, and I will help you!"
"Master Wu Pavilion, you are so proud, I am so proud of you. If you are in trouble, I will definitely help you!"
As soon as the pseudo-sacred ox Fang raised his hand, the pair of drums, urns, and golden hammers in Zhou Shu's hands had already fallen into his hands.
He waved it casually, with a look of excitement on his face.
Yes, that’s them!
This is the perfect magic weapon in my mind!
The more False God Niu Fang looked at the pair of hammers, the more he liked them.
With all his love, he was also full of gratitude to Zhou Shu, who helped him forge this pair of magic weapons.
"Huh?"
Zhou Shu glanced at Fang, the pseudo-god ox, with a look of hesitation on his face.
Noticing Zhou Shu's reaction, the pseudo-god Niu Fang said, "Pavilion Master Wu, I'm not bragging. There are really not many things in this world that I can't solve."
"You have helped me a lot, and in return, I have to help you! Tell me, what kind of trouble did you encounter?"
"Actually, it's not a big deal."
Zhou Shu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I just received news that the tomb of Yang Zhitian, the former master of my Tiangong Pavilion, has appeared. Some people are trying to disturb the master of Yang Zhitian. Naturally, I, Tiangong Pavilion, cannot watch it.
This happens."
"His old man has been laid to rest. As a junior, how can I watch his grave being dug up?"
"Everyone in Tiangong Pavilion will never watch this happen!"
Zhou Shu spoke fiercely and had a look of rejection on his face.
"I don't think it's a big deal."
Fang, the pseudo-god ox, laughed and said, "So it's such a small thing."
"Pavilion Master Yang Zhitian and I once had a relationship back then. Everyone died. If someone even dug their graves, that would be too disrespectful."
"I, the old cow, will take care of this matter!"
"I want to see which shameless person dares to dig up the grave of Pavilion Master Yang Zhitian!"
The drum urn and golden hammer in Fang's hand collided with each other, and streaks of lightning shot out between the two drum urn and golden hammers, making a crackling sound.
This pair of golden hammers for beating drums and urns were forged from Yuanshi with the attribute of thunder. They were born with thunder and lightning. In terms of power, they were much more powerful 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 be the master, and no one can defeat him.
Zhou Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was boundless murderous intent in his heart.
"Lord Niu Fang, I appreciate your kindness."
Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "But this matter is our own matter, Tiangong Pavilion. I still hope that our Tiangong Pavilion can solve it by ourselves. If it really can't be solved, I will shamelessly come to Mr. Niu Fang for help!" "No need to go to such trouble, I'll go with you. If you don't like anyone, just say hello and I'll smash them to pieces with a hammer!"
False God Niu Fang said nonchalantly.
"This——"
Zhou Shudao.
"If you refuse again, I will be angry."
False God Niu Fang said, "Otherwise, I will follow you. If you let me do it, I will do it again. Is that okay?"
"Okay, then I'll thank Mr. Niu Fang first."
Zhou Shu cupped his hands and said.
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"Deputy Pavilion Master Cui, the Pavilion Master has ordered that all the capable forces of Tiangong Pavilion should go to Tongguan City!"
Not long after Zhou Shu and the false god Niu Fang set off, someone from the Tiangong Pavilion headquarters came to deliver the order.
"Cui Lin, take the order!"
Cui Lin bowed slightly and said in a deep voice.
Without any hesitation, he immediately raised his voice and said, "Everyone, get up with me!"
With an order, countless strong men rose into the sky and followed Cui Lin.
Looking at it like this, Cui Lin has obviously been prepared for a long time.
The false god Ji Bin can get the news about the appearance of Yang Zhitian's tomb, and naturally Cui Lin can also get it.
How can we allow others to dig up the tomb of the deceased master of Tiangong Pavilion?
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 up the grave of the former master of Tiangong Pavilion!
Now that he has received Zhou Shu's order and felt Zhou Shu's determination, Cui Lin, for the first time, has a heartfelt sense of belonging to the new pavilion master.
A pavilion master who can maintain the face of Tiangong Pavilion in this way is a qualified pavilion master!
No matter where he comes from or what his temperament is, he is the master of Tiangong Pavilion!
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"What the hell is going on?"
On the top of Tongguan City, several people stood side by side.
These people include Zhan, Mu Zhixing, and others from Gutianting.
They looked at the figures flying past in the distance, with solemn expressions on their faces.
Tongguan City has returned to its original place, and they know very well that ahead is the gate to the ancestral land.
Those people were clearly heading for the gate to the realm.
"I just found out the news. It is said that Yang Zhitian, the former master of Tiangong Pavilion, is buried in the world behind the gate of the realm. It is said that Yang Zhitian left behind a large number of magical weapons before his death. These people are going there for those magical weapons.
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Mu Zhixing said in a deep voice.
His face was full of solemnity.
They have all been in this world for a long time and have long known the strength of this world.
Not to mention anything else, the number of Tianzun alone is countless.
If these Heavenly Lords really passed through the gate of the realm and went to the ancestral land, then the human race in the ancestral land would have no power to fight back!
"Can they pass through the Realm Gate?"
Zhan said in a deep voice.
"It is difficult, but not absolutely impossible."
Mu Zhixing said, "The power of one Heavenly Lord cannot open the door to the realm, but if there are more of them, it can definitely be done."
"Is there any way to stop them?"
Zhan continued.
Mu Zhixing did not speak, but sighed.
You are all false gods. Is there any way you can do it? Don’t you know it yourself?
What do you mean to me?
I still have some ways to find out the information, but anything else is beyond my ability.
My level of cultivation is not enough to fill the teeth of the Heavenly Lord, let alone the one who just passed by, even a false god!
"Money and silk touch people's hearts."
After a long silence, Mu Zhixing finally said, "The city lord once said that when the benefits reach a certain level, people can do anything!"
Yang Zhitian, the former head of Tiangong Pavilion, was also a well-known figure in the world at that time. As the head of Tiangong Pavilion, he was buried with countless magic soldiers.
Even though the Tiangong Pavilion has now opened its doors for business, for warriors in this world, magic weapons are still a scarce thing.
It is true that not many warriors can refuse such a temptation.
"Why did Yang Zhitian suddenly appear?"
Zhan was silent for a moment and couldn't help but say.
"It didn't just appear out of nowhere."
Mu Zhixing rolled his eyes and said, "Yang Zhitian was appointed as the city lord. It is said that he was the strongest lord in the history of Tiangong Pavilion. Then he disappeared inexplicably. Before his disappearance, he had a large number of magic weapons with him.
There are many divine weapons among them."
"That's not what I meant. What I meant was, why did the news about Yang Zhitian's tomb suddenly appear?"
Zhan frowned.
"Does that need to be said? Someone spread it deliberately."
Mu Zhixing said.
What he is best at is inquiring about information. How could he not notice that the news about Yang Zhitian's tomb spread so quickly? Someone must have done it deliberately.
Someone is fanning the wind and lighting a fire, deliberately spreading the news about Yang Zhitian's tomb.
"Is it aimed 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 had this idea. After all, it was for no reason. How could Yang Zhitian be related to the ancestral land?
"There is no evidence for this."
Mu Zhixing shook his head and said, "But there are people who deliberately draw the world's attention to the ancestral land. This is something that I can't doubt."
"What I don't understand is, what is there in the ancestral land that is worthy of them doing this?"
Although the ancestral land is their hometown, they also know that there is no way to compare the ancestral land with the big world.
Thinking back then, wasn't it just for the opportunity to come to the big world that Ancient Heavenly Court finally fell apart?
In the ancestral land, it is a luxury for warriors to cultivate to the realm of heaven.
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 in the ancestral land.
Not to mention, the big world and the realm above the Heavenly Lord.
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 the ancestral land.
"Where is the city lord now?"
Zhan asked.
At this time, only Zhou Shu was the real backbone, and Lien Zhan was 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. Just now, five false gods flew past Tongguan City and headed towards the gate of the realm. Yang Zhitian’s tomb is full of attraction even for false gods!
"I don't know."
Mu Zhixing shook his head and said, "He left with the False God Niu Fang before, and he should have gone to the temple of the False God Niu Fang. I couldn't find any news there."
"We must find a way to inform the city lord about this!"
Zhan said in a deep voice, "If it doesn't work out, I'll go to the shrine on the side of the false sacred cow myself!"
"No need, I'm back!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded.
Then, two figures suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
Zhan's heart skipped a beat. With his strength, he didn't even notice Zhou Shu's approach. Has Zhou Shu's strength increased again?
The next moment, Zhan saw the figure behind Zhou Shu.
"Pseudo sacred cow recipe?"
The war boy's hole shrank, and Fang, a dignified fake god, now stood behind Zhou Shu like a guard.
How long has it been since then? Is it possible that the prince has subdued the false sacred cow Fang again?
The pseudo-god Niu Fang is powerful enough to rank among the top 100 among the three thousand pseudo-gods!
How is this possible?
Zhou Shu obviously didn't mean what they explained.
"You are from Tiangong Pavilion. Now, my senior Pavilion Master, Tiangong Pavilion, is facing a situation where he will not rest in peace. How can you stand it?"
Zhou Shu said coldly.
Zhan, Mu Zhixing and others were stunned.
However, they also reacted very quickly and said solemnly, "No!"
Zhou Shu only talked about Tiangong Pavilion and did not mention the ancestral land. Naturally, Zhan and Mu Zhixing immediately understood that this pseudo-sacred Niu Fang was probably not one of their own.
"You can't, and neither can I, the Pavilion Master."
Zhou Shu said coldly, "Master Yang Zhitian Pavilion once dedicated his life to our Tiangong Pavilion and died. Although he is gone now, we must not allow anyone to disturb his rest, and we must not let him be humiliated after his death!"
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"Anyone who wants to break into the tomb of Yang Zhitian Pavilion Master is an enemy of our Tiangong Pavilion and a sworn enemy of our Tiangong Pavilion!"
"Everyone obeys the order!"
Zhou Shu shouted, "Everyone, get ready for battle. I, Tiangong Pavilion, swear to fight the enemy until death!" 0
"Till death, never stop! Until death, never stop!"
Everyone in Tongguan City shouted loudly.
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"It's so scary. How many false gods are there in this world? How many gods are there?"
Sun Pingping all said.
"What happened? Why are so many people flying in the same direction?"
Yang Hong frowned and said.
The two of them stood at the door of their shrine and had been looking at it for a long time.
Strong men are constantly flying through the air.
At first, they were a little nervous, but later they discovered that these people were just passing by and didn't even look at them.
Later, they relaxed and quietly watched these people passing by.
The more I look at this, the more frightening I am.
In just a short time, there were already double digits of false gods passing by, and hundreds of deities.
With such strength, they couldn't even think about it when they were in their ancestral land.
You know, if the ancestral land and the five heavens are added together, the deities in the entire small world can be counted with two hands.
Now they realize that the strength of their ancestral land is nothing compared to this world.
"The tomb of Yang Zhitian, the former master of the Tiangong Pavilion, appeared in the world. They went to that tomb."
A voice came from behind the two of them, and the speaker was the commander of the 100,000-strong army sent by the false god Ji Bin.
"The former head 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. If Tiangong Pavilion was in trouble, he would only gloat about it.
"Wu Zongquan, the master of Tiangong Pavilion, treats us quite well. Isn't it a bit bad that we laugh out loud like this?"
Sun Pingping also laughed and said.
"To be courteous for nothing, to be either a traitor or a thief, who knows what Wu Zongquan's intentions are 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 Pingping nodded and said, "The big deal is, if Tiangong Pavilion collapses, we will take in Wu Zongquan, and by the way, we will also take in the Tiangong Pavilion's weapons caster, are you right?"
"It makes sense."
Yang Hong nodded.
The commander of the 100,000-strong army sent by the false god Ji Bin rolled his eyes in his heart.
What are the backgrounds of these two guys?
Although his ability is not great, his tone is not small.
They also took in Wu Zongquan, the master of Tiangong Pavilion.
The master of Tiangong Pavilion, I can crush both of you to death with one finger.
I’m afraid you still don’t know that the pseudo-god Lord Ji Bin sent us here originally at the request of the master of Tiangong Pavilion.
The commander didn't say anything, closed his eyes and rested, as if the matter had nothing to do with him. Anyway, he was just staying here under orders, and other things had nothing to do with him.
……
"Boom——"
In the void, a huge door stands there.
In front of the gate, a ray of light exploded, and then a figure fell from the sky.
Following closely behind were densely packed figures, probably numbering in the hundreds of thousands.
"Cui Lin, the deputy master of Tiangong Pavilion, is here. Anyone who dares to take another step forward is our enemy of Tiangong Pavilion!"
Cui Lin's aura surged to the sky and he shouted angrily.
"Cui Lin, this gate to the realm is not your Tiangong Pavilion's territory. Get out of the way!"
A false god snorted coldly and shouted!
"No one is allowed to disturb the resting place of Yang Zhitian, the master of Tiangong Pavilion!"
Cui Lin refused to take a step back and shouted loudly.
"I don't care what you do, Yang Zhitian, get out of the way of the gate to the realm! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
The false god shouted, and he took a step forward, overwhelming Cui Lin with a powerful momentum.
Cui Lin groaned and couldn't help but take a step back.
"Pseudo God Side Collection!"
A strange blush flashed across Cui Lin's face. Although he was strong, he still couldn't bear the full pressure of the false god.
"Are you going to fight till death with me, Tiangong Pavilion?"
"Haha!"
The false god Bianji laughed and said, "We are just a group of blacksmiths. I will give you face and call you Weapon Master. If I don't give you face, you are just servants!"
"I will fight to the death with this god. Are you worthy of it?"
The false god Bianji snorted coldly, took a step forward again, the light rising from his body condensed into the shape of a ferocious tiger, and roared filial piety towards Cui Lin.
The white energy hit Cui Lin's chest, causing Cui Lin to take several steps back and a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Everyone will obey the order!"
Cui Lin was about to retreat into the army behind him. He raised his hand and shouted, "Fight to the death!"
"Crash-"
The Tiangong Pavilion guard army behind him all sacrificed their magic weapons, and dazzling rays of light rose up from their bodies, and the rays of light merged into one.
"As long as there is one person in our Tiangong Pavilion, we will never allow anyone to disturb the rest of Pavilion Master Yang Zhitian!"
Cui Lin shouted, he held his own divine weapon, roared like a beast, and rushed towards the false god Bianji.
"The mantis is like a chariot, and you don't overestimate your own capabilities!"
The false god Bianji didn't dodge or dodge, and punched forward.
"Boom——"
That punch, with boundless power, directly broke Cui Lin's magic weapon, and then hit Cui Lin's chest, sending Cui Lin flying backwards and spurting out a ball of blood in the air. p>
No matter how powerful the Heavenly Lord is, he is still a Heavenly Lord. Facing the false gods, he does not even have a chance to struggle.
Cui Lin was able to participate in killing the pseudo-god Pang Tie in the first place only because Zhan was there to restrain him. Otherwise, if a pseudo-god attacked a Tianzun with all his strength, that Tianzun would not be able to sustain a few moves.
"Tiangong Pavilion is just a country dog and a chicken."
The false god Bianji said with contempt, "Whoever dares to block my way again, then I won't hold back anymore!"
As he spoke, he took a step forward again.
The guards of Tiangong Pavilion all showed determination to die on their faces, and a strong aura erupted from their bodies, and they were about to fight to the death with the false god Bian Ji.
"Who said that our Tiangong Pavilion is full of rubbish?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a distance.
When the voice sounded, it seemed to be in an extremely far away place, but when the last word fell, the two figures were already in front of everyone.
Only a ray of light was seen, flying towards the false god Bianji.
The dazzling light almost illuminates the entire sky, making people stare at it.
Even the false god Bian Ji’s expression changed.
He let out a long roar and punched forward violently.
"Boom——"
Amidst the loud noise, the false god Bianji took three steps back.
Where was he before he took action, and where was he retreating to now?
In front of Cui Lin, two more figures appeared.
"Pavilion Master!"
Cui Li clutched her chest, stood up with difficulty, and said with shame on her face. "Cui Lin is incompetent and has embarrassed the government."
"No, you are not embarrassed, you did a good job."
Zhou Shu looked back at Cui Lin and said.
"Leave it to me next, you take a rest first."
Zhou Shu grinned and said, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one can disturb Pavilion Master Yang Zhitian's rest."
No one noticed that when Zhou Shu said these words, someone in the crowd involuntarily curled his lips, as if he was dissatisfied with something.
"Are you Wu Zongquan, the new master of Tiangong Pavilion?"
The pseudo-god Bianji looked at Zhou Shu with a somewhat solemn expression. When he saw the pseudo-god Niu Fang behind Zhou Shu, his eyes instantly shrank into a needle shape.
"What do you mean?"
The false god Bianji said coldly, "This gate to the realm is not your private property of Tiangong Pavilion. Why do you want to block my way?"
This is not the territory of Tiangong Pavilion, and the gate to the realm is not an item of Tiangong Pavilion.
This pseudo-god side episode really kills this point.
"Yes, this gate to the realm does not belong to your Tiangong Pavilion. If we want to go there, can you control it?"
The people behind False God Bianji also made noises one after another.
"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, you will be the enemy of Tiangong Pavilion."
"Haha, what an arrogant boy!"
The false god Bian Ji was angered, "Do you really think that Tiangong Pavilion
What is this great thing? What about friends? What about enemies? Do you think that you can go against so many of us if you have false sacred cows to back you up?"
"Get out of here quickly, otherwise, don't blame us people for being unkind!"
False God Bianji shouted, looking at False God Niu Fang.
False God Niu Fang’s eyelids drooped, but he didn’t speak.
He had spoken to Zhou Shu before he came, and Zhou Shu asked him to take action before he took action, otherwise he would just be a bystander.
False God Bianji and the thousands of people behind him made noise together. These people are not weak in strength. It is precisely because of this that False God Bianji is not afraid of False God Niu Fang.
Even if Fang Fang, a false god, offends the public, he will not be able to eat and walk away.
"Deputy Pavilion Master Cui, I'm going to kill someone, what do you think?"
Zhou Shu suddenly spoke.
Cui Lin was stunned and instantly understood what Zhou Shu meant. He gritted his teeth and said, "I have no objection! For Tiangong Pavilion, whatever the Pavilion Master does, I, Cui Lin, will fully support it!"
"Okay! Then keep your eyes open and watch, I will avenge you."
Zhou Shu said lightly, his eyes falling on the false god Bianji, "You will die today, I said so."