I Became an Anonymous Boss

If it is said that ordinary earth and rocks interfere and manipulate through spiritual power, just like a puppeteer controls the actions of puppets through silk threads; Appearance and form.

As a result, the earth and rocks collapsed, the bluestone slabs were broken, and stones weighing dozens of kilograms were suspended in the air, cracks appeared, and then cracked and turned into pieces of broken stones, which reunited in the air and turned into an incomplete dragon shape. It looks more like a horse-like snake.

The young man approached with strides, accompanied by suspended rocks.

Gou Chen couldn't believe it: "This..."

Qinglong couldn't understand: "What's going on?"

Gou Chen took a few steps back one after another: "My spiritual power has been plundered and is out of my control. Good guy, you are a bull..."

The flying stone whizzed towards him like a nimble poisonous snake, crossing the distance of five meters in an instant, and slammed into Gou Chen's chest fiercely.

Then Shirataki snapped his fingers, and the snake-shaped stone fell apart and turned into flying stones. The spiritual power poured in just now turned the earth and rocks into bombs, and the broken corpses that exploded were also quite powerful, with a radius of tens of meters. Messy.

Gou Chen was bleeding from more than a dozen wounds on his body, but he was barely injured and could still move.

But Qinglong was unlucky, he tried to sneak attack, but bumped into his arms instead, and was already kicked dozens of meters away.

"Damn despicable, actually stealing my spiritual power..." Gou Chen spat bloody spit.

Bai Taki glanced at the two generals who fell on the ground: "I just want to kill your entire Rilun City, what can you do to me? I've snatched your witch, and even Amaterasu can't stop it, what I said .”

After finishing speaking, he stepped over.

Then the ankle tightened, and looking down, the ankle was held tightly by Gou Chen.

He propped up his upper body, tens of centimeters of blood sprayed out from the wound, and smiled awkwardly.

"You might as well consider breaking one of my hands, so I can give an explanation."

There was no smile in Gou Chen's eyes this time, he seemed to be mentally prepared to not let go even if he was beaten to death.

Shirataki raised his right hand expressionlessly.

Gou Chen thought that he would chop off with a knife, at least one arm.

But instead of the imaginary action, he heard a ridicule instead.

"By sacrificing a woman in exchange for time to live on."

"But you think your persistence is worth sacrificing?"

"It's really high-sounding and sanctimonious."

Shirataki picked up his collar, lowered his head, and stared into the opponent's eyes.

"You don't even know where your enemies are, and you think it's courage."

"Impossible."

"If you have the courage and awareness, go and fight against the secluded world and the underworld."

"So don't expect me to respect you for anything...!"

"Send innocent people to the execution ground, and you are just executioners...Come on!"

A punch hit Gou Chen's lower abdomen, half of his armor was shattered by the blow, and the persistence connected to his heart was also defeated.

If he was simply defeated, he might stand up again.

But if his words were harsh, he would question what he did, and once he fell down, he would never be able to stand up again.

Shirataki left Gochen who was foaming at the mouth, looked at the towering Jingu, and continued walking.

His mind has never been so clear, so the more he fights, the stronger he becomes.

Even the bottleneck of the innate entrance is no longer out of reach.

Chapter 370 Let's go up the stairs with the wind

"It's him."

"He broke in."

"That stranger? Damn, how dare he!"

In the shrine, the voices of the priests were loud and noisy.

The impression that the foreigner had left on them was too deep. Since he could get out, he might not be able to get in!

In fact, the east gate of Sunlun City has been broken, and everything is silent.

Although there are a lot of residents in Sunlun City, including the residents of foreign villages and towns, the number is close to one million, but there are not many pure fighters.

The Twelve God Generals are the fighting power on the surface. They belong to the God Race, have a long lifespan and their strength is far beyond ordinary people.

In addition, the city of the sun wheel is too small, there are very few illegal and criminal acts, and the total number of security forces retained in each place does not exceed one thousand.

The twelve generals are responsible for the safety of the shrine, which is enough for most people. Under the blessing of Amaterasu for thousands of years, they have long been complacent and never thought about how to fight back against the underworld. At that time, he was at a loss... There was only one enemy!

boom!The wooden table broke, and the scabbard fell on the table, breaking the wooden table.

Jian Yulei's pupils shone with purple light under the armor. He was like the chief general when the two armies faced each other. Looking at a group of rabble.

"It's nothing to be afraid of, the enemy is just one."

"Are the twelve generals not enough to guard the safety of the shrine?"

"I really don't know what you are panicking about!"

His indifferent voice fell into the chamber, loudly: "Even if he really broke in, I will definitely kill him. If you are not at ease, it doesn't matter if I go directly to kill him now."

The priests looked at each other, seeing Jian Yulei's attitude, they felt a little more at ease.

"We naturally believe in His Excellency Jian Yulei's force..."

"Then stop talking nonsense." Jian Yulei said indifferently: "I will fight him personally."

"Wait." An old priest said: "This foreigner is just a lunatic, we can ignore it, but the important thing is this ceremony, once the ceremony is not performed thoroughly, there will be no second chance, so be sure……"

"What must it be?"

"Only Mr. Jianyulei is the best candidate to execute the sinner. I hope Mr. Jianyulei will never hesitate again." The head priest raised his arms and said respectfully: "This matter involves millions of people, and the sun wheel The survival of the city, so..."

Jian Yulei covered his cheeks, but everyone could hear the sound of thunderbolts falling from the clear sky. He held the scabbard in his hand, and the Budu Yuhun Lingjian was not out of its sheath, but the murderous intent was floating in the meeting hall.

This is forcing him to do it earlier.

"You guys suspect that I'm holding back my hands deliberately to delay time?" Jian Yu said in a deep, thunderous voice.

"Don't dare." The chief priest shook his head and said, "I just hope that Master Jian Yulei won't delay the business... The most important thing is to execute the sinner and let Amaterasu's anger be extinguished. The mere strangers don't need you to deal with it yourself..."

"If I insist on this?"

"That can only be done by me." The chief priest straightened his back and said flatly: "You don't need Budu Yuhun, and the clouds in the sky are fine."

Jian Yulei turned around coldly, he pushed open the door of the meeting hall, and left while suppressing the wordless thunder.

In Rilun City, there are two knives that can execute witches, one is Fudu Yuhun, and the other is Sky Cloud.

Budu Yuhun is Jian Yulei's saber, so he has served as an executioner for many years, so that he is alienated by the twelve gods, respected by the citizens of the sun wheel city, and respected by his fellow clansmen; Yun is in the hands of the priests, in order to prevent the witch from not performing her duties and using it to execute her.

Therefore, the shrine is originally a prison for the witch, and once she enters, she can never get out.

The priests of the shrine rule the city of the sun, and also control the life and death of the maiden.

This group of priests is the real control of the shrine, and the protoss, including Jian Yulei and the twelve gods, add up to no more than a thousand, and even fewer have combat effectiveness. The right to speak is not too much.

He is angry, but what can he do?

He is Jian Yulei, the Valkyrie who guards the shrine. This duty is here, no matter how bitter it is, he will smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Just, just ah...

He would rather face the thousands of troops and the darkness of the underworld by himself than look back at that beautiful figure from behind.

He had already drawn his sword against the witch once, so he didn't want to draw it a second time.

It took all my courage at once.

Jian Yulei came to the main entrance of the shrine, lifted his cloak, sat down cross-legged, put his hands on the knees of his overlapping legs, and looked at the scarlet torii at the end of the shrine's pilgrimage path. Hundreds of more than a thousand More than a few torii gates are lined up side by side, like the residence of the gods where the Fushimi Inari Shrine is located, but it is far more majestic and majestic. He has watched this scenery for a long time.

Now, he was looking forward to who would show up there.

……

At the same moment, Shirataki passed through the gate and came to the stairs of the Jingu.

The mountain road is steep, and it is rugged and upward around this mountain, circling like a dragon's body, and there is no end in sight.

There are thousands of torii gates, and there may be thousands of steps.

Mountain climbing is not difficult, but stepping here is like stepping into the realm of the gods.

I don’t know how many people came here, with a pilgrimage in mind, and climbed step by step.

Shirataki just glanced at it, and then took the first step, climbing up the stairs, his steps were light and comfortable, and there was no trace of awe in his expression.

There was a bit of cold wind blowing in the wind, slapping the young man's cheeks.

He only walked up less than a hundred steps, and there was a sound of chilling in the wind.

The melodious sound of the flute came, Taichang, one of the twelve generals, played the flute, and the sound moved the fallen leaves. The leaves on both sides of the road fell, and the leaves turned into swords in the air, shooting towards his direction.

Seemingly sharp, but actually failed to break through Shirataki's body-protecting zhenqi. He looked at Taichang dozens of steps away, and continued to walk forward. The closer he got, the more melodious the sound of the flute, and the clearer the sound, murderous. It also became more terrifying, the other party seemed to want to make him retreat, the tighter he leaned, the more dangerous and deadly the energy and voice contained in the leaves became.

It wasn't until the distance between the two sides was less than twenty steps that Shirataki's protective qi was cut, and a bloodstain appeared on his cheek.

Then he continued to step in, and when the distance was less than ten steps, murderous intentions intertwined like a net, it was a silent warning.

——If you go any further, you may die.

The Heavenly Demon showed a hint of a smile, playing with the rhythm, the sound wave, and the energy in front of me?

Have you ever heard the sound of gods and heaven?

Shirataki crossed ten steps in one step, and the unique melody was dispelled by the infuriating energy of the Heavenly Demon.

The most dangerous thing about the sound of the flute is not its murderous intent, but its influence on the spirit, but Bai Taki, who has acquired the divine charm of the sound of the sky, is not afraid of any mental interference from the melody, it is the best in the world.

He walked by Taichang, looked at the paralyzed general, and said calmly: "You played well."

Continue to climb up the stairs.

Shirataki walked slower as he went up, because the number of enemies increased and their strength became stronger.