surnamed Wang

Hearing that someone exposed his identity, Wang Gangquan turned his head to look, and what he saw was a hideous face—in fact, anyone who was more handsome than him could be classified into this category.

The moment Yi Yang met the young man's eyes, there was a murderous intent in his heart for no reason. Although the other party changed his appearance, he would never admit to the wrong things in his bones.

……

"Gouyang, I heard that in order for the souls of Aolai country to pay homage, you dried them alive for three months until the ground cracked, the springs dried up, and even one of the few spiritual roots died in the sun?"

Above the clouds, in the floating platinum palace, a young man leaned on the throne, looking coldly at Yi Yang who was kneeling below.

The latter did not dare to look up, and said in a low voice:
"Back to the Holy Spirit, those beasts are enlightened but ungrateful. When it rains and thunders, they will hide in the cave and scold God. I can't see it, so I will punish you."

"You also know that they are animals, so why?"

The young man stood up and walked down the steps step by step. Every time he took a step, Yi Yang's heart would beat.

The young man came to the other party, looked at him and said:

"Don't forget, this seat ordered you to be the God of Light, so that you can bring warmth and light to all things, instead of relying on divine power to show off your power. I can create gods, and I can demote you at any time."

After all, without seeing any movement, Yi Yang suddenly flew upside down and didn't stop until he smashed a huge stone pillar in the hall.

He climbed up from the rocks, without wiping the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he quickly knelt down again and threw himself on the ground.

Several wrestlers with axes and chisels wanted to go forward to repair the stone pillar, but were stopped by the young man:

"Keep it, so that our light gods can have a longer memory when they see it."

……

Back to the present time, when Yi Yang showed his murderous intent towards Wang Gingquan, the latter was furious when his identity was exposed, pointed at him and cursed:

"Damn, you're the one who talks too much."

Yi Yang became even more angry, quickly gathered a ball of scorching light in his hand, and threw it viciously at the young man opposite him.

Seeing this, Lu Feng, who was still fighting with other ancient gods, stepped between the two of them, raised his halberd and swung it out.

After the ball of light touched the halberd, it burst into brilliant light, and the armor on Lu Feng's body immediately shattered.

Yi Yang was taken aback when he saw this, then he couldn't help laughing and said:
"I thought that the Holy Spirit bound everyone. You fierce gods are also limited by armor and have to act as running dogs. Unexpectedly, in the end, you are willing to wear this dog's skin."

Lu Feng snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to caress his body, the armor was intact as before.

He raised his halberd and pointed at the opponent, saying:

"Even if we are completely dazed, we still have to follow the Holy Spirit's decree, unlike you who are full of crowning words for being unfaithful and unrighteous."

"Bai Hao just said this not long ago, but he was beaten away by us in the end." Yi Yang's eyes showed sarcasm.

Not far away, Wang Gangquan interjected:
"Two, excuse me, I have some insights.

The fierce gods are willing to die for the Holy Spirit, which shows that he has merits. Of course, so many people oppose him, which also shows that there is something wrong with his management.

Although I have never been an immortal emperor, I have been an emperor for decades. Those people who want to usurp the throne always find some suitable excuses, such as the side of the Qing emperor and Zhu Chaocuo. It is the first time for someone as straightforward as you See.

Judging from my shallow experience, that holy spirit probably got too used to you, and only broke into Shura after making trouble like this. If you want me to say, it should all be wiped out. "

Yi Yang originally thought that the other party could express some insight, but in the end he scolded them in a different way.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"I was disturbed by Lu Feng just now and almost forgot about you, You Kang, come with me to kill this reincarnation of the Holy Spirit."

As soon as the words were finished, a black sword fell from the sky and slashed straight at the top of Wang Qingquan's head. The speed was so fast that even Bai Hao, who was fighting with the God of War, didn't even react.

……

When everyone was stunned, a fiery red figure suddenly appeared beside Wang Gangquan, pushing him hard with both hands, pushing him away from the dangerous area.

The slender figure had nowhere to dodge, and an arm was cut off by the black knife in an instant.

The little girl sat down on the ground, clutching her wound stiffly, her pale face was slightly dazed, she hadn't recovered from the danger just now.

Wang Gangquan rushed forward, held down the bleeding arm of the opponent, and poured out the recovery spells in his hand, but it couldn't be repaired at all.

"Zai Zai, do you want to die?"

"It happened so fast just now, I did it subconsciously."

The girl lowered her head, her tone was slightly crying, she might not be able to fly again from now on.

Wang Gingquan tore off a strip of cloth to help her bind the wound tightly, raised his head with ferocious eyes.

"Just now, who moved the hand?"

"Boy, who are you scaring? Do you think you are still the Holy Spirit back then?"

Junshen Kang took another step forward, his hands were empty, and it was he who threw the knife with his supernatural power just now.

With the ability of the God of War, this knife can never be missed, but he just wanted to chop off the little girl's arm to humiliate the former Holy Spirit.

Wang Gangquan's face sank like water, and he reached out to touch the black knife stuck in the ground.

It was extremely cold to start with, and a chill quickly spread from the handle of the knife to his whole body. He was not strong enough to control this magical weapon at all.

Looking at the young man with hoar frost on his body, the God of War laughed again and said:
"Even if you are the former Holy Spirit, you are not worthy of mentioning it. The old man used to carry this knife to fight north and south. The black mist is the soul of the dead who died under my hands. Except for me, only the Holy Spirit can completely suppress it."

Wang Gingquan didn't say a word, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he forcefully pulled the black knife off the ground bit by bit.

Seeing this, the old man was a little panicked, stretched out his right hand and shouted "Come", the black knife was immediately drawn, and the blade was about to escape from the young man's control when it was raised horizontally.

Wang Gangquan gritted his teeth tightly, his feet sank into the ground with force, and said word by word:

"Could it be that you have forgotten who is the real master?"

As soon as the words fell, a blue light flashed in front of him, and the sapphire sword lattice appeared in the sky above the black knife.

A large amount of black air was sucked into the sword frame uncontrollably, and soon the entire sword became invisible.

Wang Gingquan stretched out his hand to hold up the sword, and a memory rushed into his mind uncontrollably.

……

"Youkang, this time to conquer the evil god Yuzhi, I will give you a magic weapon."

In the Platinum Hall, the handsome man pulled out a saber from the void and handed it to the armored old man.

"Remember, the first evil in this war is so dark that innocent people should not be killed indiscriminately."

"Follow the law."

The old man took the long silver sword with both hands, his eyes couldn't stop showing excitement.

……

"You Kang, what did I say before I left, why did I slaughter 20 subjugated warlocks and [-] Li Shu in Miasma Cloud Prefecture?"

"Return to the Holy Spirit, the people of Miasma Cloud State are aggressive, as long as there is a breath left, they will make a comeback, and there is no guarantee that there will be no second Yuzhi."

The old man knelt down on one knee, and the silver-white long sword in his waist was completely transformed into a black sword due to too many sins.

The young man stretched out his hand, and the black knife flew away from the old man towards the throne.

With the long knife in hand, black mist lingers, ghosts cry and wolves howl.

The young man let out a cold snort, the sword frame emitted a faint light, and all the black energy was absorbed.

He threw this favorite weapon back into Huangquan behind him, and said coldly:
"Slaughtering a state is a heinous crime. The wronged soul you created with your own hands will need hundreds of years of suffering before it can be reincarnated."

While speaking, he slightly raised his hand, and the invincible general galloping recklessly on the battlefield was lifted by the sky like a chicken.

... (end of this chapter)