In a house with a nice environment, Yang Tianhe and Yang Tianming were talking. Yang Tianhe was seventeen or eight years old, tall and handsome, but at this moment he frowned and said dissatisfied: "Yang Tianming, other saints are
We are the only two who can be temporarily assigned to be protected by gods, and my father doesn’t pay much attention to us."
"There's nothing we can do about it, because our mother is not here." Yang Tianming shrugged, "Since our brothers were born, our mother, Mrs. Xuehe, has gone into seclusion. It was two saint masters who brought us up. Haha, we all
Without inheriting the gene for manifesting the saints, and having no innate superhuman qualifications, of course we will not be taken seriously by the Holy Lord's father. But it doesn't matter, the smaller the ability, the smaller the responsibility. On the contrary, we can live a peaceful life like this. What if we have supernatural powers?
Can you live for a thousand years? Can you live for ten thousand years? It’s not that you have to die, it’s better to have fun all the time and be a rich and dandy.”
Yang Tianming obviously did not agree with this idea. He laughed and said: "Without strength, do you think you can live a wealthy life? Yang Tianxuan now controls half of the holy religion, and he can get hundreds of billions of dollars for his own use with just one sentence.
Yang Tianji and Yang Tiangan also have their own small treasuries and guards. Which one is not more beautiful than us? The guards around them are all the personal guards of the Holy Lord. But what about us? Instead, we have to come and choose by ourselves. It’s really a comparison between people.
When people die, compare and throw away goods."
"So what?" Yang Tianhe looked disapproving, "Don't look at their current glory, but they will definitely fight to death in the future. Hehe, and look at Yang Tianyi, Yang Tianheng, and Yang Tianxing
, Yang Tianyi, who is not more arrogant than us? Who doesn’t want to compete with Yang Tianji and the others? Hey, but what about now? They are all dead! It is said that their deaths are related to the man named Zhang Jun. It is so refreshing, death
Live well and die well!"
Yang Tianming also laughed and said: "You said that Zhang Jun is really fierce. He actually dares to offend our holy religion and kill so many saints and saints. Isn't he afraid of the thunderous wrath of the holy master's father?
Come and behead him?"
"If I could kill him, I would have killed him long ago." Yang Tianhe shook his head, "The Holy Master once told me that there is a capable person behind Zhang Jun, otherwise he would have died long ago."
Yang Tianming was surprised: "Who can make my holy religion afraid?"
"The world is so big that there are as many powerful people as there are trees. This is normal." Yang Tianhe said lightly, "Although the father of the Holy Lord is powerful, he is only in the Return to True Realm. Our ancestor of the Yang family, Holy Lord Huayang, is powerful, right? He is a powerful figure at the saint level.
, wasn’t he also beheaded?”
Hearing this, Yang Tianming felt unhappy and said: "Our Yang family is a top-class family. If my father hadn't been ostracized by his uncle and the others, he wouldn't have gone out alone. If he had stayed in the Yang family, he would have at least reached the peak of his true nature by now.
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Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhang Jun got a little understanding of the Yang family. It seemed that these saints and saints were hierarchical and had little affection. The other saints died, but the remaining saints were still alive.
Very happy. From this we can judge that neither Yang Tianhe nor Yang Tianming is qualified to be his enemy. As they said, they are just two dudes.
Zhang Jun was too lazy to deal with these two saints. Keeping their lives alive would only add to the burden on the holy religion. At the same time, he was also secretly vigilant. Without the protection of Shen Tianjun's thoughts, wouldn't he have died long ago? Think about it, this saint is indeed
He was cruel and ruthless, both Mr. Yang Ling and Ye Xian died at his hands, let alone him?
At this time, the instructors of each base led members of their own bases to gather in the square. The white man controlled by Zhang Jun smiled and said: "The battle site has been prepared. Everyone will fly there after eating."
An instructor from another base asked strangely: "By plane? Isn't the battle site here?"
"We have found a more suitable place." The white man said without changing his face, "You will definitely be satisfied."
Since he said this, the other instructors had no objection. They led their students to finish eating quickly, and then boarded the plane after replenishing their energy. The white man only let the students get on the plane first because there were too many people.
The instructors had to wait for the next flight. Just like that, a hundred young men with different skin colors boarded the plane. The plane automatically retracted the gangway, closed the door, and quickly took off under intelligent control. In a moment, it was far away.
went.
The instructors watched the plane leave blankly, and someone began to complain: "Why not prepare two planes?"
The white man smiled "hehe" and said: "Soon, the plane will be back in half an hour at most. Please wait a moment."
Seeing that the matter was done, Zhang Jun did not stay any longer. He and Baoli drove away from the back door and flew to Europe via Moscow. The next step was for him to pack up Yang Tianji. In several confrontations with the Holy Cult, this Yang Tianji
They are all at the core, and the personal grudge between the two is quite deep, and now a settlement must be made.
However, it was said that after the plane took off, the Russian defense system suddenly went froze and did not recover until the plane left Russian airspace. As soon as the plane entered the country, it was discovered by the radar deployed by the country. Fortunately, Zhang Jun was a servant of the country, and all the planes under his command had special flights.
Permission is granted, the corresponding signal is sent, and the radar lock disappears immediately.
Originally, we were going to take the land route, and we needed brothers from the Fugui Gang to meet us at the border. But now that we are taking a plane, there is no need to meet them. The plane will land directly at the northwest base. Zhang Zongyuan has already received the news first, and now he is busy talking.
Waiting at the airport of the base. Next to him, Xiao Longnu stood quietly. Zhang Jun used the life gem to help her when they were in Germany, and now she has recovered 80% of her strength.
"Auntie, dad said he sent me a group of playmates. How many are there?" Zhang Zongyuan asked, scratching his heart while waiting for his flight.
"I don't know." Xiao Longnu said, "How many do you need?"
"No matter what, it must be ten." Zhang Zongyuan said with an arrogant expression, "That will be popular."
Xiao Longnu smiled softly: "These people are very cruel and brutal, can you subdue them?"
Zhang Zongyuan patted his chest: "Of course it's no problem!"
The plane finally returned, the gangway came down, and a hundred teenagers stepped down one after another. These people were all around twelve or three years old. They thought this was a place for a battle. After getting off, they all walked in the direction of Xiao Longnu.
Because Xiao Longnu received the message from Zhang Jun, she read the lines and said to everyone: "The above issued an order to cancel this battle."
The teenagers looked startled, and then they all breathed a sigh of relief. After all, fighting is not a good thing. Half of them will die, and even if they don't die, they will be injured.
Xiao Longnu continued: "You have been sold, and this is your master." After saying that, she pointed at Zhang Zongyuan.
A hundred pairs of eyes shot towards Zong Yuan. Their eyes were full of doubts. Will this little brat be the master in the future? The Holy Cult has always been in the business of selling gods to others, so they are not averse to being sold to others.
On the contrary, it feels like a relief. In fact, if it weren't for the life chips in their brains, some people would have escaped long ago. Now that they are with the master, at least they don't have to fight every day and can live safely.
Being stared at by so many people, Zong Yuan felt a little nervous. You must know that these one hundred teenagers all have the fighting power of destroyers. But he quickly calmed down and smiled at the teenagers: "From now on, you will follow
I am. My name is Zhang Zongyuan, and I will be your master, boss, eldest brother and friend from now on."
The young men looked at me and I looked at you, and then they all knelt on the ground one after another and said in unison: "See the master!"
Zong Yuan was very proud, grinned, raised his palms, and said loudly: "Everyone, get up. I will take you for a walk around the base first."
Not to mention Zong Yuan's relationship with a hundred teenagers, Zhang Jun has returned to Western Europe. Through the information provided by Gu Lingxu and Baoli, he learned that Yang Tianji was currently hiding in a manor in France. He had been hiding in a manor for more than two weeks in a row.
There was no news about Zhang Jun, which made Yang Tianji feel that Zhang Jun had left, and he relaxed his vigilance. Even so, he was very strict with the defense work. There was a European patrol envoy Baoli in charge of the periphery, and You Tianwang coordinated. There were four other people around him.
With the personal protection of a ninth-level god and the ubiquitous surveillance and alarm devices in the manor, he believed that even if Zhang Jun showed up, he would definitely be able to deal with it.
Prior to this, the instructors who were waiting for the plane to return from Siberia finally realized that something was wrong, although they still did not understand what happened. When they wanted to interrogate the two leaders of the base, the person involved suddenly committed suicide. They had no choice but to commit suicide.
So, they had no choice but to report this matter to the Holy Cult, and Yang Tianji soon got the news.
"Damn it!"
In the study, Yang Tianji slapped the table hard: "Are they all idiots? One hundred destroyers who were finally trained by the Holy Religion disappeared like this?"
The person who came to report was a member of the Holy Church Information Department. He lowered his head and said: "His Royal Highness, according to them, the plane flew south."
"Southern?" Yang Tianji was stunned, then his face changed drastically, and he said angrily, "It's him, it must be him! Who dares to do this except him?"
"Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun! You are so audacious, I will never let you go!" He gritted his teeth and looked ferocious, hating Zhang Jun so much. You must know that the value of those one hundred destroyers cannot be calculated in human money.
It is impossible for all the god bases in the religion to cultivate so many destroyers in less than three years. And among these destroyers, more powerful god warriors will definitely be born.
Even though he, a holy son with a high status, can only have a few divine warriors with him temporarily, it is impossible to keep them for a long time. This shows how precious the divine warriors are. In order to win over other forces, the holy religion once sold the first-level gods
, the asking price is as high as 20 billion U.S. dollars, and that is the friendly price after a discount. This is still a first-level god. If it is a ninth-level god, it is simply priceless.
Yang Tianji gradually calmed down. He realized that this must be Zhang Jun's revenge. He suddenly thought of something and immediately contacted several major departments of the Holy Cult. But the results he got surprised him. Regardless of the European Information Department, the Blood Hand Hall,
There were no accidents among the inspection envoys, the Heavenly King's Mansion and other institutions, or some secret bases of the Holy Religion. Could it be that the speculation was wrong and Zhang Jun did not retaliate? The incident in Siberia was just an accident?
At the same time, Zhang Jun appeared in a restaurant near the manor. He ordered a few snacks and ate them randomly. It got dark before he knew it, and then like a ghost, he quietly sneaked into the manor through the outer wall.