The Ziyang Sect is too poor, and the casual cultivators are even poorer. The first ring contains a few spiritual stones and spiritual weapons. The second one contains hundreds of medium-grade spiritual stones. It must be that Meng Ziyang was greedy for ink after he handed it over to Prince Wu's Mansion.
A few. The third ring is so empty that a mouse can starve to death.
"Poor people tend to make mischief, and so do gods and men. You are all so poor, and instead of trying to find resources, you are thinking of ways to make things difficult for mortals. Little do you know that there is a cycle of cause and effect. The more you do this, the further away your luck and blessing will be."
Yang Jiong patted the statue's head and asked seriously: "Do you think what I said is right? Without a heart of benevolence and righteousness, how can you be qualified to receive the blessings sent by God?"
He used too much force, but the jade material was poor, and the statue's head broke off from its neck and rolled to the ground.
At this time, two gods, one tall and one short, flew in at the door. When they saw this scene, they shouted in unison: "Stop."
They shouted too late, and the statue's head fell to the ground and broke into large and small pieces.
The tall man of God shouted in shock: "What a tragedy, you destroyed the statue of the God. No one in the sky or on earth can save you. The God is here in an instant, and he can kill you with just one finger."
The short god said: "Where did you come from, a bastard, and you dare to run wild in the Ziyang Sect?"
Yang Jiong was also shocked. He didn't expect that he would ride on the neck of the deity and break his head. He jumped off the severed head statue and asked: "Is this statue male or female?"
Girl, who knows which deity it is? If you really want to say that the statue was destroyed, you are also responsible. At least you should write clearly who it is on the forehead of the statue."
The tall god-man said angrily: "Of course he is the Lord Zixiao. We don't need to kill you now, the Lord will come and take care of you soon."
The short godman whispered: "Fifth brother, this statue has not been consecrated yet, so it cannot attract the attention of the god. I am afraid that the god will not come over."
The tall god-man slapped his head: "I forgot about this. Lingyuanhua can't come, so let's take care of him." When he learned that the god would not come, he immediately changed his words and called the god by his real name.
The short god said: "Fifth brother, we have collected 7,000 coolies. If we capture him again, do you think the leader will move our ranking forward?"
"We have made outstanding achievements this time. Logically speaking, I should be promoted to the second child, and you should be promoted to the third child."
"Second brother's words make sense. Third brother congratulates you first."
"Same joy, same joy".
The two complimented each other. Yang Jiong looked at the pair of living treasures and couldn't help but ask: "Your Ziyang sect does not have a fixed ranking. Brother and younger brother can change it at any time?"
"The leader believes that ranking based on merit is the most realistic among the sects, and the ranking will be adjusted based on merit every ten years." Yang Jiong is a mortal god, and they have a chance to win two against one, so they patiently give Yang Jiong an answer.
Yang Jiong smiled and said: "Then how long have you been ranked fifth and sixth?"
The tall man of God said: "Third brother, do you think we have been the second child or the third child? How many times have we been the second child or the third child? It has been so long that I can't even remember."
The short godman clasped his fingers and recalled seriously for a while and said: "We seem to have always been fifth or sixth. If the seventh brother hadn't started, I wouldn't be qualified to be the elder brother."
The leader, Meng Ziyang, is very scheming and does things flawlessly. If he had not met Yang Jiong, with his ability, he would have been promoted to the realm of gods.
In the world, he made a name for himself in Zixiao. His abilities and skills were top-notch, but his subordinates were such idiots.
Yang Jiong held back his laughter and secretly felt sorry for Meng Ziyang. He really didn't know how a person with such a character could be promoted to the realm of gods and humans.
The short godman was still wringing his fingers. Yang Jiong was suddenly startled. A cold air came from behind. Just as he was about to dodge, a flying sword pierced the skin on his back and penetrated more than three inches into the flesh. At the same time,
A magic weapon like an embroidery needle appeared next to his head and stuck straight into his temple.
The embroidery needle was of a low grade and failed to break through Yang Jiong's body-refining defense, so it bounced back. The flying sword behind his back twisted, trying to expand the result, but was forced away by the parting hook swung by Yang Jiong.
It turns out that they were pretending to be crazy and stupid in order to make Yang Jiong underestimate the enemy and attract his attention so as to make a surprise attack. How could someone who can cultivate to the realm of gods and humans be a fool?
The tall godman regretted and said: "Third brother, this mistake in coordination is my brother's fault. I didn't expect that he was so advanced in physical training that he could guard against my Feihong Needle. If I had known this, I should have cut it with your flying sword."
On his head, Feihong attacked his back."
The two of them were in the dark, and the short god used his flying sword to attract attention. The tall god took advantage of this opportunity with his flying needle, and unknowingly broke through the enemy's Zifu and stabbed the divine infant. They used this method.
After defeating many opponents, he was spotted by Meng Ziyang and recruited into his career.
"No wonder Second Brother, if I hit his head with a flying sword, it will definitely arouse his alertness. I have sent a message to the leader and others. When they arrive, we will try to catch a turtle in a jar. Oh! Why is he missing?"
The tall godman scanned the hall inch by inch, but did not see Yang Jiong's figure. He said in surprise: "Third brother, open the shield quickly. This man's invisibility is very powerful. He most likely learned it from Zixiao Palace."
He reminded him too late. Before the short godman's shield was formed, a bright sword suddenly appeared in the air. The sword came from top to bottom, broke through his half-finished shield, and hacked into his head.
At the moment of life and death, the short godman commanded the flying sword to meet him desperately. The parting hook cut off the flying sword and finally split his head.
The tall god-man shouted, and a ball of light formed in his hand and smashed towards him. The ball of light exploded next to the short god-man, and the powerful impact blew his "third brother" into pieces.
This man was not only ruthless, but also capable of making decisive decisions. Seeing that his "third brother" could not be saved, he launched a killing move in an attempt to severely injure Yang Jiong.
The Juyi Hall disappeared in the explosion. Yang Jiong swallowed a mouthful of blood, put away the parting hook, and walked five feet in front of the tall god. He was injured in the explosion, but his powerful self-healing ability
After a few breaths, the injuries in the body calmed down.
There were countless corpses in the rubble everywhere, and the tall godman didn't know if Yang Jiong was among those fragments.
He couldn't see through Yang Jiong's invisibility and lost his tacitly cooperative helper. At this moment, he realized how weak he was when facing the enemy alone.
Suddenly losing his support, the tall godman became helpless. The fear made his hair stand on end, adding to his height. It was as if a hand was tightly twisting his heart. The taller godman became more and more frightened as he thought about it.
Not daring to stay here anymore, he flew violently into the sky.
A bolt of blue lightning as thick as a bucket knocked him to the ground. The parting hook and a flying sword struck one after the other.
After five breaths, Yang Jiong picked up the flying needle magic weapon and said regretfully: "The level is too low. If it can be refined into a high-level magic weapon,
The situation of today's battle will be rewritten." He threw it casually and quickly slashed out with the parting hook, cutting the flying needle into several pieces.
Yang Jiong and his team from Qingyang Mountain basically wiped out the Ziyang sect from top to bottom, except for the last Lao Qi. They harvested two high-grade spiritual treasures, especially the flying sword made of black copper mica, which is infinitely close to the top grade.
Among the spiritual treasures, there are two flying swords, one big and one small, just for the wife and father-in-law to use.
The inner demon tribulation still hasn't come, and I don't know what went wrong. In the past, as long as you survived the human tribulation, the inner demon tribulation will follow closely. Six hours have passed since I killed Meng Ziyang, and the inner demon seems to be still resting.
There is no intention to patronize Yang Jiong.
The last Lao Qi of the Ziyang Sect had not yet appeared. Yang Jiong searched around the mountainside and gradually approached the mortal living area.
Along the way, Yang Jiong secretly praised Meng Ziyang's good sense in choosing the site. Ziyang Peak stands among the mountains. Looking around, thousands of mountains surrender. The scenery within a hundred miles is picturesque and beautiful.
In the clouds and mist, the Ziyang Sect is half-hidden and half-hidden, as misty as a fairy.
Yang Jiong thought that if this place was used as a foothold in the God Realm, it would correspond to the underground spiritual cave. The Qingyang Mountain Range is far away from King Wu City and is a standard remote and desolate place, so it is not easy to attract the attention of Zixiao Palace.
The more Yang Jiong thought about it, the more satisfied he became, and he began to search for Lao Qi at a faster pace. If the remnants of Ziyang were not eliminated, if he went to Prince Wu's Mansion to file a complaint, all the previous ideas would become a fantasy.
In a living area of mortals, Yang Jiong had just reached in, and a god flew out of a tiled house in a panic. He was one of the two people meditating under the peach tree. He was the last person of the Ziyang Sect.
"Old Seven".
When he saw Yang Jiong, he said "Ah" and took out his flying sword and flew towards the Qingyang Mountains. His figure was swaying unsteadily, as if he was a young bird that had just learned to fly and would drop the flying sword at any time.
Yang Jiong smiled and said: "Pretend! Keep pretending! If you have the ability, fall down. That will be a real image."
From Meng Ziyang to Lao Wu and Lao Liu, no one in the Ziyang sect was good at acting. They were all masters of acting. Looking at Lao Qi's crooked figure, Yang Jiong could not be fooled.
The speed of the parting hook was extremely fast, coupled with Yang Jiong's profound supernatural power. In a few breaths, he chased after Lao Qi. When Yang Jiong caught up, he became even more panicked. When he turned back, beads of sweat covered his forehead.
Yang Jiong sneered and said: "You are so thoughtful that you actually made me sweat. If there are any other tricks, I can just perform them all at once. I happened to be in the mood today, so I will wait until you finish your performance before I start."
As expected, Lao Qi did not disappoint Yang Jiong. His face instantly turned pale, and after a strange scream, he really fell from the air.
Yang Jiong opened his mouth and stared. After a while, he came back to his senses and praised sincerely: "I have to admit, your acting skills are really good, you can make the fake look real."
He chased him to the ground, only to find that Lao Qi did not run away, but was kneeling straight on the ground, with tears streaming down his face. Yang Jiong couldn't figure out what was going on.
Lao Qi saluted Yang Jiong and said: "Senior, if I wanted to escape, I would have escaped long ago. I can't let go of my parents. They are ordinary people and have no cultivation qualifications. If senior promises me to take care of them in their old age, I can let you go."
Deal with it and never fight back."
These words were righteous and awe-inspiring, but they were full of loopholes. The lifespan of a god is measured in tens of millions of years, so how could he still have mortal parents? Yang Jiong thought he was acting, but it didn't feel like it. No one would be stupid enough to use words full of loopholes.
To deceive people who are stronger than themselves.