On Matai Mountain shrouded in darkness, Wu Gen and Yang Zheng rode horses together.
When he reached the foot of the mountain, Yang Zheng did not rush up the mountain. Instead, he took out something from his arms and threw it to the sleepy guard, "Give it to Priest Zhang."
The guard was stunned. Everyone who came here, even those from the palace, were polite. Looking at the demeanor of these three people, they were not afraid of the priests at all. They all had been around in this part of the capital, so the guards naturally did not dare to make any mistakes. He sent his companions to accompany the two people up the mountain slowly, while he rushed up the mountain to deliver a message to the priest in the temple.
Halfway up the mountain, the priest had already led a dozen of his servants to greet them on the roadside. When they saw Yang Zheng and Wu Gen, the priest named Zhang looked suspicious and not particularly enthusiastic. "I don't know what happened to Deacon Yang coming here late at night." Official business.”
Yang Zheng glanced at the other party and said coldly, "There are many people talking here, let's talk about it in the temple." After saying that, he walked directly towards the mountain.
Priest Zhang's eyes flashed, he glanced at Wu Gen, and quietly gestured backwards. Soon, those divine servants blocked the way up the mountain.
When they arrived at a side hall of the temple, Priest Zhang ordered others to serve tea, leaving only two servants in the hall, while the rest rushed outside the hall.
"Deacon Yang, I have kept the thorn card from the Dianzhu Palace. I wonder if you have brought a belt with you." Priest Zhang did not ask Yang Zheng again about the reason for his late night visit. Today, the two handed over the thorn card from the Holy Mountain Dianzhu Palace. The stabbing made him a little nervous.
The Dianzhu Palace is responsible for arresting traitors and foreign spies, and monitoring priests in various places. It has great power. For a priest like him who is in charge of a country, one or two will be taken away by the Dianzhu Palace every year. In the eyes of the priests, the deacons of the Dianzhu Hall are like ghosts. Now that they come uninvited, they can't just come to drink tea.
Yang Zheng, who was sitting in the main seat, smiled and took out a three-inch long jade plaque. He stretched out his hand and tapped it. A clear white light appeared on the jade plaque, and a complex pattern gradually appeared in the air. The light spots in the pattern are like ants, still moving.
"Priest Zhang, please verify the authenticity." Yang Zhengpi stared at the other party with a smile, and handed the jade token forward.
Priest Zhang looked solemn, and quickly took out his priest's seal. A light appeared on his fingertips, and soon a pattern appeared on the copper seal, which gradually matched the one on Yang Zhengyu's tablet. They were connected with each other, without any obscure meaning. .
"Please give me the deacon's orders, but if there is an errand, Zhang Yi will do the work of a dog and a horse." Priest Zhang quickly collected his bronze seal and bowed to Yang Zheng, with a trace of sweat on his forehead. It is extremely difficult for outsiders to fake the Yin Talisman of the Holy Mountain. The light on this person was even purer than his own, which allowed him to dispel his last trace of doubt.
Although the cultivation level of the person opposite him is lower than his own, the young man standing behind him is quite strong. If the Dianzhu Palace comes to arrest him, should he escape by himself or not? Which method should he use to escape and where should he escape? . The world is so vast that there is no place that the divine religion cannot set foot in. Is it possible that he really wants to flee to Kuntian Continent or the distant Yun Continent?
Yang Zheng, who was sitting on the main seat, didn't know how many times Priest Zhang's mind had been spinning. He glanced at Wu Gen behind him who was acting as a guard, and nodded with satisfaction, "Get up, I'm here in a hurry this time." , Priest Zhang must have also heard that many temples have been attacked in various places recently, and there is conclusive evidence that shepherds were involved in this matter.
The Holy Mountain is extremely concerned about this and has sent me over to assist the Divine Envoy Zhao Ling and coordinate people from various religious sects and people from all over the world to annihilate this group of thieves. This matter concerns the two continents, and if it fails, it will cause another war, so I can only come late at night to avoid causing panic. "
"Yes, the villain must obey the orders of the divine envoys and deacons. As long as you give an order, I will order all the Zou Kingdom to come to help." Priest Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they are not here to arrest him. The fat deacon opposite said that he knew something about it. After the Daliang City temple was robbed, many more people were killed along the sea route north, and I heard that shepherds appeared. No wonder the Holy Mountain is so careful about this. If it is not careful, it will reignite the war with Kuntianzhou.
"Envoy Zhao has summoned the priests from several countries and plans to meet near the temple in Daliang City to coordinate the forces of various factions and assign their duties. I also ask Priest Zhang to come with me as soon as possible." Yang Zheng dusted off his clothes and said He said with a serious face.
"Why don't you summon people from all the cities? At the beginning, Zhao Shenshi ordered us to be careful in defense and be ready to send troops at any time." Zhang Yi was a little confused, what's the use of going alone.
"No, this is just to assign tasks, not to send troops directly. Even if we send troops, that is also the responsibility of the Ying Ge Palace responsible for the troops. What does it have to do with my Dian Sign Palace." Yang Zheng interrupted the other party impatiently, Got up and stood up.
"Yes, I will set off immediately, but I will bring some divine servants with me." Priest Zhang responded quickly, for fear of offending the deacon and causing trouble. Originally, the robbery of Daliang City had already made him uneasy. He was afraid that the divine religion would accuse him, so how could he dare to disobey him at this time?
The so-called imps are difficult to deal with. These deacons of the Dianzhu Palace are ruthless in their actions. They can make life and death a matter of words. Compared with the elders in the palace, these priests who have lived in the place for a long time are more afraid of these deacons.
Yang Zheng thought for a while, but agreed to the other party's suggestion, "Just bring some skilled people. The God Envoy has no one, so if you need it, you might as well have someone to send you."
Soon, the three people and ten servants of God met at the foot of the mountain. Originally, Zhang intended to go there in the air, but when he saw the deacon riding a horse, he also found a horse to save Yang Zheng from looking bad.
The group held torches and walked eastward in a majestic manner. If there is a chapter, no one dares to stop it.
After they left, Bao Xiang slowly walked out of a forest at the foot of Matai Mountain. Behind him, Niu Chao appeared cautiously with five people. Looking around, Niu Chao whispered: "Captain Lieutenant, Yang Heizi has deceived people, when can we take action?"
"When Meng Shun and his people arrive, we will take a small road into the mountain. After we get up the mountain, you should be smarter. If anything goes wrong, call the police immediately." Baoxiang picked up Niu Chao and put his arms around his neck. Although this kid is a piece of meat and no one takes him seriously, he is quite good to his opponents and is quite to his liking.
"My captain, I am the one who takes the lead every time and works hard. When will you give me a promotion?" Niu Chao complained to Baoxiang with a bitter look on his face. The man in front of me didn't know what was going on. Since breaking through the realm, the giant mastiffs he raised were like seeing ghosts. They couldn't even stand up when they saw them.
"Don't do this with me. I'm not Wu Gen. I can't bear to beat you up." Baoxiang had a ferocious look on his face and put more force on his hands. "Every time I attack the temple, you rob me of good things. You think I don’t know, so don’t take advantage and act like a good boy. However, if you succeed this time, I’m going to give you fifteen more people.”
Niu Chao pouted, a little dissatisfied with Baoxiang's stinginess, but he didn't curse like he did to Wu Gen. In the Right Army, whether it was Meng Shun or Cheng Jie, they were extremely ruthless in their attacks. He was a rogue, not a fool, so he did not deserve to be punished.
"This time we will do it more cleanly. After finishing this order, we will probably return to Kuntian Continent." Baoxiang looked at Matai Mountain in the darkness and licked his lips.
Not to mention Baoxiang and Niu Chao, Yang Zheng, Wu Gen, Priest Zhang and his men ran all night long. When dawn appeared on the sea level in the east, they had already arrived at an open space outside Daliang City.
When we arrived here, everything was deserted, except for a large tent standing in the open space, with hundreds of people guarding it.
"Where's the divine envoy?" Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel suspicious as he didn't see the divine envoy's carriage beside the tent.
"The messenger of God came from the sea and asked me to wait here." Yang Zheng got off his horse and walked towards the tent without a care in the world.
Zhang Yi didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he had no choice but to follow behind him and take out something from his arms as he walked. It was a golden crow made of copper, with rust stains on it.
As soon as this object came out, Wu Gen frowned, snorted, and clenched his right hand.
Sensing something was wrong with Wu Gen, Yang Zheng stopped, pointed at the Golden Crow in Zhang Yi's hand and asked, "What is this?"
"Oh, this was placed by the divine envoy in the small temple. I brought it to this meeting with you to prevent the divine envoy from using it." Zhang Yi held the golden crow carefully, for fear of damage. Both the divine envoy and the deacon of the Lotus Hall in front of me are lower in cultivation than myself, but they are so powerful that they can put me in jail with just a little manipulation, so I really can't afford to offend them.
"Oh." Yang Zheng glanced at Wu Gen, turned around and walked towards the tent, "The person who asked you should not come in. It's cramped inside and you can't sit open."
Zhang Yi waved his hand, and these servants of God stopped outside the tent. Someone took them away from the tent. Hundreds of people gathered here, and they were surrounded intentionally.
Zhuo Ke glanced at the ten servants of the gods and said to Cheng Jie, Wang Yang and others behind him, "When a fight breaks out in the tent, destroy them all."
As soon as Zhang Yi entered the account, he couldn't help but be stunned. There was nothing in the account, except for two people standing in it. One of these two people is a shepherd and the other is a shark. Just when I was about to turn around and ask, I saw that the scene in front of me changed drastically, turning into a vast expanse of white and mist, and there was no big tent anywhere.
No, Zhang Yi's heart trembled, and the spiritual energy in his body began to circulate violently. Just when I turned around to ask what Deacon Yang meant, I found that he had already disappeared.
The cold light came on, and the guard who was following the deacon had already raised his knife to cut off his head. Feeling the sharp sword intent, Zhang Yi knew that he could not block it or escape, so he could only bear the sword forcefully. The body's brilliance flashed and turned into stone. At the same time, there was an oil lamp in his hand.
The broken knife held Feng Lei and slashed hard into Zhang Yi's chest. After a gust of wind, the broken knife removed half of the opponent's chest.
Seeing this scene, Wu Gen was not at all happy. As soon as he got it, he felt something was wrong. The blade seems to be cutting into layers of rock, and the feel is extremely obscure, without the smooth and refreshing feeling in the past. He had to activate the mind meridian again to cut off the opponent.
I don't know what kind of method this chapter used, but the whole body turned into stone, and not a drop of blood flowed out of the severed body.
"Why does the Holy Mountain want to kill me?" Zhang Yi shouted angrily. The oil lamp in his hand suddenly became bright, and a blazing red wave of fire swept out, hovering in the sky like a giant dragon. It crackled wherever it went, making this place The space is slightly unstable. Until this moment, he still thought that he was being targeted by the Dianzhu Palace.
"Hurry up and stop him, the formation will be broken by him." Gu Miao shouted anxiously, trying to activate the formation to suppress this violent fire dragon. This time Wu Gen was preparing to surround and kill the priest. People in the Five Realms would have strange phenomena after their death. In order to prevent outsiders from discovering it, he asked Gu Miao to set up a formation here to prevent the aura from leaking out.
"Fall." Lan Qianye shouted at the side, and a majestic wave of water came out and collided with the fire dragon. The space suddenly became foggy, and the hot air waves rolled away in all directions.
"Bind." Gu Miao knew that Zhang Yi could not escape, so he made a seal with his hands, and the mist in the formation turned into long snakes, wrapping around Zhang Yi's body.
"You are not from the Holy Mountain." With a bang, the half of Zhang Yi's body that had been cut off reappeared, gritting his teeth and preparing to charge forward. The methods of these people had no hint of theism. He knew that he had been deceived today.
"Get out of the way." Wu Gen swung his sword into its sheath, and while Zhang Yi's body was still unable to move freely, he struck out with a punch. At the edge of the fist, there was mist spinning rapidly, turning into a huge whirlpool.
The Broken Knife might not be effective against the petrified Zhang Yi for a while. When Wu Gen punched out, he secretly mixed it with soul skills.
The fist fell on Zhang Yi's body. The man was startled at first, and paused for a moment at this critical moment of life and death. Then his expression suddenly turned cold, and then his expression turned very painful.
With Wu Gen's fist as the center, cracks appeared on Wu Gen's body, and pieces of gravel slid down. Just as Zhang Yi was about to say something, he suddenly found something on the ground, which were his arms and legs. Then his head was separated from his neck, fell to the ground, and rolled in front of Wu Gen.
A big foot came down and stepped heavily on Zhang Yi's head.
