After Tang Yecheng and Xiang Shu separated, they followed the huge pilgrim team to the most lively Shuo Ji Temple in the center of the city.
As the first Shen Ji Temple, because the daily incense was too large, the temple was divided into two halls, the inner and outer halls, to pass the incense. Usually, pilgrims only visit the Shen Ji statue in the outer temple.
The incense is passed through the outer hall and stored in the larger statue of Ji Ji in the inner hall.
Thanks to this, Tang Yecheng did not have to use blind tactics to replace the statue of Princess Yu in public. He only needed to replace the statue of Princess Yu in the inner hall, and 90% of the incense power accumulated in the city for decades was lost.
As his thoughts turned, Tang Yecheng kneaded his skills to disappear, easily deceiving the sight of the secular temple guards and entering the inner hall.
As soon as he stepped into the threshold, Tang Yecheng waved his hand to lay down a soundproof barrier, wrapping the entire inner hall, and the noise in the outer hall disappeared from his ears in an instant.
The candlelight in the hall was dim, and in front of the incense table filled with sacrifices, a solid gold statue about four feet in length shone brightly. The golden statue's eyebrows were lowered, kind and solemn.
Looking from the slightly opened eye, the power of incense like a vast ocean was surging in it, and even someone as strong as Tang Yecheng couldn't help but feel frightened.
The power of this incense is so majestic. If Xiang Shu is still alive and uses this incense to convert to the divine way at this moment, he is afraid that his cultivation level will immediately improve by leaps and bounds, and he will become the only god-transformation monk in the world of Dongzhou cultivation who uses incense to enter the Tao.
Such thoughts flashed through his mind, and he moved very slowly. He took out four talismans glowing with light purple light, poured them into his true energy and threw them. The talismans flew out and landed on the four corners of the statue.
As soon as the Fu Zhuanfu fell to the ground, the purple light immediately spread and connected, forming two lines intersecting at right angles. The statue of Shu Ji was at the intersection of the two lines.
The purple light continued to spread until the entire ground occupied by the Cong Ji statue was covered with purple light, and the ground suddenly made a slight "click" sound.
With this sound, the power of the incense in the outer hall was immediately blocked from Zi Yi.
The image of Shen Ji trembled for a while, causing the incense table to stagger around. Finally, it became quiet, the power of the incense was restrained, and the divine light dimmed.
Tang Yecheng looked slightly relieved when he saw this. Just as he was about to go up and put the statue of Shen Ji into the storage ring, a sachet hanging on his waist suddenly exploded with a bang!
The cold fragrance entered his nose, and the vision in Tang Yecheng's eyes instantly shattered like a mirror. A monk in black appeared out of thin air not far away and was touching the statue of Shen Ji.
His face changed slightly, and without saying a word he exploded with true energy, turning his fist into a mountain shadow and hitting the strange monk.
The monk in black didn't seem to expect that Tang Yecheng could break through the illusion and see him. He was hit by a punch and flew away due to carelessness.
Taking this opportunity, Tang Yecheng ducked to the statue and put it into the storage ring.
When the strange monk who had just stood up saw this scene, his face immediately darkened, and he sent a message: "Devil Sword, why don't you take action?!"
Tang Yecheng took the statue away, not wanting to get entangled with the strange monk, and was about to leave, but he saw a sharp blade from far to near, quickly occupying the pupil, and slashed out, creating a sea of fire!
Tang Yecheng's pupils shrank suddenly, a mountain-shaped magic weapon quickly appeared in his palm, and his hands retreated and turned into a thick mountain.
The flaming sword energy struck the mountain, making a shocking stabbing sound.
Tang Yecheng's face turned pale, and he took a sharp breath to resist the magic weapon, but the opponent was unforgiving. The flames of the swords were unstoppable, one after another, each one was as heavy as the other.
Tang Yecheng was beaten to the point where he was retreating steadily. The tiger's mouth cracked open, sprinkling blood.
The opponent is stacking up his power, if he continues, he will die!
Tang Yecheng's face turned livid, he no longer hesitated and shouted: "Explode!"
boom!
The mountain magic weapon suddenly exploded, and Tang Yecheng suffered a backlash, vomiting blood and flying away. The monk who was called the magic sword also felt uncomfortable and fell back holding his chest.
The black-clothed monk saw this but did not help. Instead, he tried his best to strengthen the barrier and prevent the movement here from leaking out.
"As expected of the true successor of Thousand Stars Palace, he can survive even one attack from me."
Demon Sword steadied his body and sneered when he saw Tang Yecheng with his mouth full of blood.
Tang Yecheng's face was cold, his sleeve covered his left hand, he touched the communication talisman, and his thoughts poured into it like a mud cow.
Entering the sea, there was no reaction at all.
"Tang Zhenden, give up."
The black-clothed monk Jiejie smiled, "With the ten-directional isolation formation, you will die silently today, and no news will be spread.".c
"Ahem..."
Tang Yecheng pushed himself up with difficulty and stood up, looking at the two people in front of him silently, his heart slowly sinking.
One of the two late-stage alchemy masters was a swordsman with astonishing destructive power. The defensive spells he was proud of had no advantage in front of him.
If there was no big formation, he could still try to escape and report the news, but now...he couldn't see a glimmer of hope.
Such thoughts flashed through his mind, but Tang Yecheng showed no emotion on his face and said calmly: "The two seniors looked at each other, could it be that they are new members of the Demon Palace? Everyone in the Demon Palace in Dongzhou is shouting about it now, why don't you abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side? To avoid being liquidated by our five major sects in the future, you will die?"
As soon as these words came out, the black-clothed monk laughed and said, "He is indeed the true genius of Qianxing Palace. It's interesting that he can remain calm in the face of danger at this time."
The Demon Sword snorted coldly, "What nonsense, kill him quickly!"
The black-clothed monk was scolded by his colleagues, but he didn't get angry. He just sighed: "What a pity. If you hadn't exposed my illusion, you might still be able to leave alive like the others."
Tang Yecheng was shocked when he heard this. What does this mean?
"Wang Xun, you talk too much."
The Demon Sword's eyes became dangerous. If he hadn't just used his special move and the chaotic Qi was still calming down, he might not be able to resist giving his colleague a blow.
Wang Xun shook his head and walked towards Tang Yecheng, with true energy surging in his palms, "Look into my eyes!"
Tang Yecheng subconsciously raised his head and met Wang Xun's eyes. His consciousness suddenly dimmed and his face gradually became dull.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Xun easily slapped Tang Yecheng's head with his right hand, as if he had seen the watermelon burst open.
At this moment, Wang Xun's expression suddenly changed. He didn't care about slapping Tang Yecheng to death. He wanted to avoid it without saying a word, but it was still a step too late.
A ray of silver light seemed to appear out of thin air, passing through his right hand, and a bloody arm was abandoned high.
Wang Xun screamed, holding the broken wound and retreating, shouting: "Enemy attack!"
The Demonic Sword's expression was stern, flames swirled around its body, and its sword energy surged. It held the long sword in both hands and struck at the silver light.
Although this sword was hasty, its power was no less powerful than the one used to kill Tang Yecheng before. It was extremely fast and fierce.
But the silver light flickered for a moment and then disappeared out of thin air.
What? !
Demon Sword's expression changed dramatically, and he immediately changed his moves into a defensive stance, but his reaction speed was not even as fast as Wang Xun's, and this change was still too late.
The silver light easily penetrated the demon knife's throat, and then penetrated twice from the heart and dantian, and three streams of blood spurted out.
"Who...killed me..."
The Demon Sword glanced around the empty surroundings unwillingly, his eyes gradually dimmed, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. His huge body fell down weakly, and he died with regret.
He relied on his sword skills throughout his life, and never expected that he would die in such a miserable state today, without even seeing the face of his enemy.
The changes in the field may seem long-lasting, but in reality they are instantaneous.
Tang Yecheng felt his eyes darken. When he woke up again, one of the two people unable to leave the ground in front of him was dead and the other was seriously injured.
what happened?
He stared at this scene blankly, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind. He couldn't help but look back, and saw the face of the person coming, with an even more shocked expression.
He recognized this person as the protector of the Demon Palace. How could the people from the Demon Palace save him?
"Kuiyuan?"
Wang Xun recognized the person and looked in disbelief, "Are you still alive?!"
Kui Yuan helped Tang Yecheng up, looked at his former colleagues, and sighed in his heart, but on the surface he was cold, and said slowly: "If you don't want to end up like the magic knife, you'd better put down the thing in your left hand."
Wang Xun's pretended shock suddenly stopped, and he struggled for a moment, then finally let go of his clenched left hand.
snap
There was a soft sound, and an escape talisman fell to the ground.
With this sound, Wang Xun knew that he would not die for the time being, so he simply relaxed and sat down with his broken arm in his arms, "You are worthy of being one of the top four guardians. You can fake your death and escape. It seems that it is for the palace master." Is the soul blood fake?"
As he spoke, he glanced around with flickering eyes, as if looking for something.
"Keep the change, please."
Kui Yuan's tone was still calm, but his expression and appearance were somewhat similar to Xiang Shuan's usual behavior, "The master will not show up. If you can tell the purpose of stealing the incense from the Demon Palace, you can survive today."
Tang Yecheng stood next to Kui Yuan, his mind still confused, but what was certain was that the Demon Palace Protector beside him had rebelled, and was a friend rather than an enemy.
After thinking about this, he also asked: "Protector Wang Xun, may I ask where you rank in the Demon Palace?"
"fourth."
Wang Xun said angrily: "Kui Yuan, the protector, ran away, so naturally I took his place. But even if I am the first protector, I don't know what the Demon Palace wants these incense. The protector sounds good in the Demon Palace, but in fact, he has a slightly lower status. High-level thugs, if you want to know the truth, you might as well capture a Dharma King."
Tang Yecheng frowned when he heard this. Wang Xun had a straightforward temper and his life was at stake at the moment, so he should not lie.
But after finally catching a demon palace protector, he couldn't hear any useful information. He was really unwilling to do so.
Kuiyuan didn't seem surprised when he heard what Wang Xun said. He nodded and said, "In that case, let me change the question again. The Demon Palace destroyed a small sect, but to transport the Yin Stone?"
As soon as these words came out, the expression of Wang Xun, who looked indifferent, changed immediately. He also knew that his reaction could not be concealed, so he simply asked: "This is a plan made by the Demon Palace in the past six months. How did you know about it?
If you want to ask where the Yin Stone is sent, then I still say the same thing, I don’t know. I am afraid that only the palace master knows those secrets, apart from the Dharma King. "
This is tantamount to a change of admission.
Tang Yecheng was shocked when he heard this, and realized that he seemed to have come into contact with the incredible truth.
Kui Yuan fell silent, seeming to be listening to something. After a moment, he smiled slightly and said, "Wang Xun, if you go back empty-handed like this, you may die. Are you interested in making a deal?"
