Chapter 470: It's the town of the country (Part 2)
"The attendants of the Son of God are indeed extraordinary. They are the help sent by my god to help us eliminate all heresies!" The disciples of God were in admiration. The problems that had troubled the temple for tens of thousands of years were easily solved in front of the attendants of the Son of God.
Next to Wang Jiu, a bishop with two heads and eight arms knelt on one knee and begged for orders: "I am willing to capture this heretic for your lord."
Wang Jiu waved his hand lazily: "Go." He didn't like these disciples, and it was difficult to talk to them. He could just say "I'll go".
The bishop was very excited after receiving the permission. It was obvious that the attendant of the Son of God believed in his ability. He quietly left and was much stronger than the dark walker lurking in the bushes. He attacked from the side and suddenly appeared and knocked him unconscious with one blow.
Dark Walker picked him up.
Wang Jiu waved his hand and dropped a curtain of light. This was the simplest strange formation, which could only isolate sound and vibration. Anyone with a little knowledge of formations could penetrate it, rendering the formation useless.
But in the eyes of the disciples of God, the use of "divine radiance" by the servants of the Son of God has reached its peak. They have transformed into different methods and can use the divine radiance to isolate the inside and outside at will, so they are all amazed by the magical skill.
His legs were trembling and he wanted to prostrate himself to the ground.
"Okay!" Wang Jiu couldn't help but frowned and stopped them. This situation had happened too many times along the way. At the beginning, the fat man was complacent, but I also had a tiger-like body, and the strong men from all over the world bowed to me.
when?!
But once there were too many, he became a little bored, as if he was talking to these god disciples.
Sometimes he would think to himself: This is the group of divine disciples with the highest status in the temple? How ignorant.
He sealed the surrounding area and said: "Interrogate them." The archbishops were very hesitant, and no one dared to step forward to take orders. The leader of the three-headed archbishop said: "Sir, these heretics are smelly and hard, we arrest them
I've been to a lot of them, but it's hard to get any useful information from them."
Wang Jiuyi frowned and said dissatisfied: "I need to do everything myself?"
"We deserve to die!" The disciples suddenly fell to their knees and grabbed the ground with their heads, feeling extremely ashamed.
Wang Jiu got annoyed and waved his hand: "Everyone, get up and go aside and watch!" The disciples were even more ashamed and retreated to the outermost area in shame.
Wang Jiu came forward. He had also practiced several soul-searching methods, but they were all superficial. They were incomparable to Song Zheng's Sapphire Distraction, but they were enough to deal with a Dark Walker.
This crude method of searching for souls is very painful for the person being used, it is like ripping out their brains and looking at it like reading a book.
During the entire process of searching for souls, the Dark Walker's screams were horrifying. His whole body twitched and his lower body became incontinent. However, the disciples who watched on the side were extremely happy.
To them, the Dark Walkers were heretics and deserved to be tortured using the most cruel methods in the world. After watching Wang Jiu's interrogation process, they felt that the various methods of torturing heretics that they had figured out before were too superficial.
Compared with adults, I feel ashamed.
Then a feeling arose in my heart: The servant of the Son of God is indeed extraordinary!
Wang Jiu was halfway through the interrogation when he suddenly froze. He didn't make any move for a long time, and the dark walker gradually stopped screaming. His voice became weaker and weaker, and he would die soon.
The disciples felt it was a pity and should have tortured him more while he was still alive.
But in their hearts, they were already full of awe for His Excellency Fatty, the attendant of the Son of God, and no one dared to disturb him. Wang Jiu "saw" some intermittent fragments in the memory of the Dark Walker - this is the flaw of the crude soul-searching technique.
To achieve this level - in the midst of this, a figure suddenly appeared.
He is too familiar: scholar!
Wang Jiu's heart was filled with excitement, and he almost cried: The scholar is here to find us. But although he has escaped from the sky fire, he has become a believer in the God of Light. That girl Yun'er has become the Son of God, and he and Miss Pan have also been
Given the divine power, it may not be easier to escape from the control of the gods than under the sky fire.
For a moment, he didn't know how to decide.
Suddenly, he saw some intermittent scenes. It was a scholar standing with a voluptuous and beautiful tall woman. The woman made the fat man drool when he looked at it, but he was furious: What are you doing so close? What is your relationship?
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You're such a scholar, you look like a gentleman on weekdays, but you turn out to be a pervert like my fat man! Are you worthy of Yun'er and the others by doing this?
You should gather those women outside and leave them to me, the fat man!
He snorted coldly and had some concerns in his mind.
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Song Zheng opened his mouth in surprise. Under the shroud of Yang Shen, no disturbance within a thousand miles could escape his eyes. He discovered Fatty and knew that he had used the soul-searching technique to interrogate his men.
But what really surprised him was that the damn fat man must have noticed him, but he sneakily came over with a group of disciples.
They were so familiar with each other that as soon as the fat man stuck his butt out, he knew what he was going to do.
"Are all lustful people not afraid of death?" He touched his chin and fell into deep thought: "This guy has ill intentions towards me. Who gave you the courage?"
He made up his mind to be a good brother: If I don’t deal with you severely, I would be sorry for our friendship for so many years!
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Wang Jiu knew that Song Zheng was already an ancestor, and he also knew that he had become Yang Shen. Unfortunately, he did not know how powerful Yang Shen was. After all, he was trapped in Huangtai Castle, and it was difficult to transmit information.
He feels that I have divine power now, and my strength is comparable to that of my ancestor. You, scholar, are also an ancestor, but the helpers around me are powerful. What kind of scum are those around you?
So he made a perfect plan and entered the encirclement. He left an archbishop with three heads and eight arms to help him. If he met the scholar, he still felt a little guilty and worried that he would not be able to defeat him alone.
The disciples pushed forward cautiously, feeling that they had caught a big fish this time and they must not let them run away.
At this time, the sky was already dark, and the Dark Walkers gathered together to form a camp and were ready to rest. They had already approached a hundred feet range. At this distance, there was absolutely no chance of any accidents. Wang Jiu felt that there was nothing more glorious in life than
At this moment, with agility that was very different from his body, he jumped out and shouted in Hongwu language: "Song Zheng, you unsentimental beast, the fat man is here to take you!"
It was quiet all around.
It's a little unusual to be quiet.
Wang Jiu was puzzled for a while, then looked around and found nothing unusual. He looked at the camp. Some of the dark walkers were heating food, some were washing their faces, and some were talking in low voices.
Behind him, the disciples of the gods came out together and stared at the camp.
But it was precisely because everything was normal that it was abnormal. He had already roared loudly. Why didn't the Dark Walker seem to notice it? And the disciple behind him did not attack further.
Then, everything around him slowly faded, and the characters, trees, rocks, flowers and plants all drifted away, turning into a void of power and blending into the surrounding void.
He stood alone in a pale black void. Looking down, tens of thousands of feet below his feet, it was the Dark Walker's camp, hidden among the vast mountains.
He looked up again and saw the scholar holding a ruler in his hand, tapping it rhythmically in his palm, and walked over with a smile.
The fat man subconsciously hid his hands behind his back, as if he had just discovered it: "Hey, scholar, why is it you?"
Song Zheng: "Haha."
He opened his arms, pointed around and said, "Come, let me show you around. This is the legendary void battlefield."
The fat man trembled and winked: "The void battlefield of the strong man who governs the country?"
"Yes, you may not believe it, but I am really the king of the country now. Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Besides, your current strength seems to be that of an ancestor. I am just crushing you. Take a look.
, how awkward is it when brothers meet?"
Wang Jiu was about to cry: "Scholar, if you have something to say, I haven't seen you for a long time. I have some recent information about Yun'er and Miss Pan that I want to tell you..."
Song Zheng sneered, and with a thought, Wang Jiu was restrained by the power in the void battlefield and pulled up in the air, assuming a shameful posture with his butt upwards.
"How dare you say that? You knew it was me, but why did you sneak over here? Are you not convinced and want to play a trick on me?"
The fat man looked at him holding the fine steel ruler and pointing at his butt. He was so frightened that his face changed color and he said angrily: "You still have the nerve to say it? What's the matter with that goblin next to you? He looks special.
Beautiful, the one that makes people want to knock her down at the first sight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Song Zheng lowering his hand, and the "goblin" he was talking about was standing next to him, with a red face, staring at him with shame and anger, and his eyes could gouge out flesh.
The fat man trembled: "Scholar, you tricked me!"
Although he was thick-skinned, he still had no shame in showing off his words to the rightful owner if he heard them.
Yan Zhen stared at him fiercely, and a piece of golden text appeared in the void: Can I eat him?
Song Zheng thought about it seriously: "No, this is my brother..." Wang Jiu was moved to tears: "Good brother scholar..." But Song Zheng continued: "You can't kill him, but if you really
I really want to eat it, I can cut a piece from it to satisfy your craving."
As he spoke, the ruler in his hand suddenly turned into a sharp blade, gesticulating between the fat man's legs.
Yan Zhen snorted and turned around. (https:)
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