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Guo Xiaotian showed no mercy.

It's just that this 'Yang Tiexin' is not a kind person. Not only can he use the power of Yang Tiexin's blood, but he can also display some unique martial arts and spells. Compared with those shown before, the methods are far superior.

Although Guo Xiaotian is the descendant of the Star God, his family has long been in decline. Apart from a set of ax techniques, there are not many magical means to cooperate with him.

When he performed and practiced before, he didn't hide it from 'Yang Tiexin', and he learned a lot from him.

Now that the two are fighting each other, Guo Xiaotian immediately fell into a disadvantage.

Qiu Chuji was seriously injured at the moment, but he couldn't see such a thing. Although he didn't have a sword in his hand, he had already rushed on it.

He sprinkled strings of talisman papers in the air, and borrowed the power of false gods to lay down layers of talisman nets to support Guo Xiaotian from the side.

As one of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, Qiu Chuji naturally wouldn't just raise a false god.

Of course, the number may not be as large as Ouyang Feng's, and it will not be like Ouyang Feng's ability to use the power of many false gods at the same time, and use them in combination.

'Yang Tiexin', who was besieged by the two, immediately fell into a disadvantage, blocked by the left and right, and was about to lose, but was killed by Guo Xiaotian with an axe.

He simply revealed his identity to Cao Zhe.

"This celestial master! Xiao Wang was originally the sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom, but because of the poison of petrification in his body due to the murder of a traitor, he had no choice but to leave his body and live in Yang Tiexin's body."

"If the celestial master can help Xiao Wang regain his true body, when Xiao Wang returns to the Kingdom of Jin, he will immediately enshrine the celestial master with the gift of a high-grade celestial master. If the celestial master intends to re-appoint the righteous god, Xiao Wang can also persuade his father to borrow the heaven Learn from the luck of the Jin Kingdom." On the surface, it was Yang Tiexin, but in fact he was Wanyan Honglie, so said.

Cao Zhe looked at Wanyan Honglie who replaced Yang Tiexin's body, and suddenly understood why he was so kind to Yang Kang... This is a real son!

In other words, in the original book, how long did Wanyan Honglie stay in Yang Tiexin's woodshed?

"Bah! Jokes are not nonsense! Interpretations are not fabrications!"

"I'm really overthinking this."

"The current incident can only be said to be the fault of the world!"

"After all, who made this world have gods, ghosts, practitioners, and spells?" Cao Zhe thought to himself.

Then he said to Qiu Chuji, who had a faint gesture of stopping his hands: "Hit whatever you want, don't pay attention to me, I'm not interested in the conditions he said."

"Speaking of which, I also hate the kind of scum who preys on other people's wives!"

If Qiu Chuji got the edict, he should be more ruthless.

Following several talisman papers with the power of false gods attached to Yang Tiexin's body, Wanyan Honglie's soul was formally forced out.

His soul body does not look much different from his physical body.

This is not common sense.

It is conceivable that he seems to have swallowed incense and performed 'deification'.

Although there is no official seal, it has the background and potential to become a "god".

It also washed away most of the ghost aura on his body.

No wonder the thin blood in Yang Tiexin's body could be concealed, and at the same time, no one made Guo Xiaotian, who had a lot of communication with him, notice the abnormality.

A piece of talisman paper, magnified in the air.

Like a giant bedding, it enveloped Wanyan Honglie's soul firmly within it.

The scoffing sound, like a grilled meat on an iron plate, came out from under the wrapping of the talisman paper.

Along with it came Wanyan Honglie's screams and wailing.

Qiu Chuji was still a bit of a standard.

Although it is much worse than the top pinch.

But if he is placed in front of ordinary practitioners in this world, he is already a rare high-level practitioner!

Wanyan Honglie is the sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom, so he knows many methods, but when it comes to the depth of his cultivation, he is not as good as Qiu Chuji.

"Don't kill me!"

"Don't kill me!"

"I have an important secret here, if you don't kill me, I will tell you right away!" Wanyan Honglie shouted loudly.

Guo Xiaotian said angrily: "Don't make excuses, think that if you talk so nonsense, I will spare you later?"

"Die!"

After saying that, the ax was ahead of him, wrapped in starlight, and struck at Wanyan Honglie who was wrapped in the talisman paper.

He was afraid that something might change and he would lose the opportunity to avenge Yang Tiexin.

As a descendant of the star god, Yang Tiexin is protected by the power of starlight, and this place is a warm place in the south of the Yangtze River.

The Yang Tiexin that Wanyan Honglie said was frozen to death by himself... This is simply nonsense.

Of course, Wanyan Honglie is from the north, where people often freeze to death, even if they are practitioners, it is not impossible to freeze to death if they are trapped in the mountains.

Therefore, it is not difficult for him to tell Na Ye's lie in a hurry.

"Another ten years!"

"In another ten years, the world will definitely change!"

"People are not people, and things are not things! The great change a hundred years ago is about to start again." Wanyan Honglie said loudly.

Guo Xiaotian's ax was easily blocked by a finger, as if it had hit a huge mountain, and it was difficult to move forward.

"interesting!"

"Expand and explain carefully!" Cao Zhe tore off the talisman paper and said to Wanyan Honglie who was covered in burns.

Chapter 437 The Prophet

"I can say yes, but you have to swear to God first that you will keep me safe afterwards and never die by accident." Even at this moment, Wanyan Honglie is still playing tricks.

It's not that this person's name is not worthy of his name, he seems to be short-witted.

It's just that in his state, the chips in his hands are really limited, but he wants more, so he will inevitably be overwhelmed for a while and want to take risks.

What's more, even though Wanyan Honglie has some virtuous names among the kings of the Jin Kingdom, he is not a truly majestic generation after all.

At most, compared with his mediocre brothers, he has more methods.

It is a typical example of purely relying on peers.

At this moment, he also saw the strength of Cao Zhe, so he took the risk of binding him by his side.

In such a world with gods, immortals, and ghosts, if you swear to the sky that you will never mess around, the possibility of fulfillment is very high.

Of course Cao Zhe can swear at this moment, the so-called "swear to the sky" has almost zero binding force on him.

Even if he broke his oath, so what?

The way of heaven in this world is not stronger than the way of heaven in the world of Journey to the West, so naturally it is impossible for Cao Zhe to do anything about it.

If he could do anything to Cao Zhe, he would definitely not let him break in.

Although there is no binding force, Cao Zhe disdains to use this kind of deception.

With Wanyan Honglie's status, it's not worth Cao Zhe telling a lie once.

He has a more direct approach.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, he took off a piece of sunlight, turned it into a hot brand, and fell into the soul of that Wanyan Honglie.

This section of sunlight was not enough to disperse and melt his soul, but the sunlight refined by Cao Zhe was like a steel needle, like a soldering iron, stuffed into Wanyan Honglie's soul body.

If he was dishonest, every minute and every second would be like being in hell, where the pain even surpassed the physical torture.

With Cao Zhe, it was even difficult for him to settle down.

The painful torment was unbearable for someone like Wanyan Honglie who had been pampered all the year round.

He succumbed faster than he had imagined.

"It's a prophet!"

"Jin Wuyou, the prophet of my Kingdom of Jin, is the one who told me this."

"He said that ten years later, the aliens will come, and the world will change dramatically. At that time, the Golden Kingdom will rise up."

"He also said that Wang Su 100 years ago was also a different person, so some practitioners did not find Wang Su in the heaven after ascension, because he had already left this world." Everything you know pours out in one go.

Guo Xiaotian was confused while listening.

Qiu Chuji did not understand what he heard, maybe Wang Chongyang also said similar words to him.

For the aborigines, it is impossible to hide the existence of competitors forever.

Because the contestants have come, created, changed, and brought great influence, and then all of a sudden, one day, they all disappeared, almost causing the whole world to present a kind of 'vacuum' state.

This kind of 'vacuum' cannot be completely muddied through some simple blurring.

Most people probably don't think much about it.

But those existences who have climbed to the top of the world will definitely obtain clues through various means.

"It's not unusual to know that Wang Su is an 'outsider'. But how can you be sure that the next batch of competitors will come in ten years?"

"The prophet Wanyan Honglie spoke of, what did he rely on to make such a judgment?" Cao Zhe was suspicious.

After all, when a contestant is arranged to enter a specific world, this belongs to the internal operation rules of the arena. Cao Zhe dare not say that he can know. In such a world, the so-called "prophets" who should be "ignorant" natives, How does he know?And through what channels did you know?

As for whether it was an empty gun, it just happened to be closed.

Although the probability is not high, Cao Zhe does not deny the possibility.

Cao Zhe thought this way, not out of arrogance, but out of inquiry.

"Prophet Jin Wuyou!"

"Okay! I got it!" After saying that, Cao Zhe handed Wanyan Honglie, who was sealed in a broken talisman and was tortured by that slice of sunlight, to Guo Xiaotian, who was dying to die.

Guo Xiaotian took over Wanyan Honglie's soul, and on his originally honest and heroic face, there was a cruel and ferocious expression.

Although he is the father of Guo Juxia in the future, he can't be Guo Juxia's temper.

Afterwards, Cao Zhe ignored Qiu Chuji, threw off his sleeves, checked the direction, and headed towards the capital of the Kingdom of Jin.

The time is dim, and the shadow of the moon is dark.

A giant bird with a mountain on its back flies across the sky like a dark cloud.

The divine light flowing past the giant bird illuminates the mountains, rivers and the earth, and at the same time releases a majestic majesty.

Among the mountain peaks on the giant bird's back, a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe is holding a pen with the sky as a scroll, constantly swaying his pen and ink.

Every stroke has a mountain-like weight.

Every word is shining brightly.

Behind the man, there are many shadows flickering in a row.

These gods include false gods, hairy gods, and even righteous gods who have been conferred by the imperial court.

In the overlapping divine light, the image of the middle-aged man was also refracted to be extraordinarily tall and mysterious.

"Teacher! The official family wants to enshrine the gods in Bianjing, and now you are the only one who can go and persuade the official family to change to another place!" An official wearing a scarlet robe stood under the mountain peak and splashed ink at the said the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man didn't pay attention, and the brush and ink in his hand became more hasty.

"Teacher! If the official family really enshrines the gods in Bianjing, then the two Yangzhou and Hangzhou will never sit idly by. The three families will inevitably lead to the collapse of the whole world."

"I also ask the teacher to help the people in the world, and come forward to ease one or two." After the scarlet robe official said, he kowtowed and fell down.

The middle-aged man sighed, but he still couldn't continue writing.

He sighed and said: "If you are not in your position, you will not seek your own government! After all, I will retreat. This retreat will be a thousand miles of mountains and rivers, and an infinite distance."

"Although I have righteous gods and Mao gods, if I really offend the emperor, destroying mountains and destroying temples is just a matter of sight."

"Although the Righteous God has the right position in the world, after all, the source of his power comes from the luck of the imperial court. It is not uncommon for him to lose his position under the backlash."

In short, the middle-aged man seems to be full of two words... Self-protection!

The scarlet-robed official understood the voice, and the originally earnest expression gradually became calm.

"Teacher! The students will always remember what you said back then."