present to the lord

Holding the rhomboid crystal with the fingertips, scanning and analyzing the object directly, it can only be identified as a highly compressed inexplicable substance, which can be used to mark the spatial position, but requires specific instrument perception.

"Leave this thing specially, to understand my existence..." He was walking on the street in the Warring States period, and the market was bustling at this time, and the voice of yelling was endless, but he just turned the crystal and walked forward, "Then I'll be waiting for you... It's really painstaking to deliberately leave things behind."

Putting the things in his arms, when he looked up, he was caught by a young man of seventeen or eighteen.

The young man's appearance was as immature as the buds of early spring, but his face was cold and heartless, and the blue eyes revealed the ferocity of death.

Perhaps his eyes were too open, the young man was very vigilant, and he turned his head to look at him with murderous intent.

"Oh, what beautiful eyes." He made an expression of interest, then turned his eyes away, walked forward slowly, his lips touched slightly, and his voice was extremely low, "I really can't tell that hundreds of years have passed." After that."

That boy is Yabu, also known as Yato.

Fan Haoran is a very casual person. Although he values ​​his heart too much, he is always very free and easy when having fun.

But now, he is unrestrained.

When Ling Bang found someone else, the man was sitting in Huating Street, having a good time.

The clam with the cold knife is still dressed in black, with snow-white hair draped smoothly, and an unruly smile on his face. As long as he is smiling, he always has the aura that seems to draw a knife to kill someone in the next moment. .

The red-haired man was sitting lazily, beating the beat with one hand, admiring the geisha's cat dance from half-closed eyes, and playing the shamisen with a flexible tone.

"The matter has been settled?" Xiong Mu sat down unceremoniously.

"Probably." The crystal that caused the instability of the space has been taken away by him, but the next step is to see the reaction.

"What kind of answer is that?" Ling Clam sneered casually, then asked again, "It seems that your health has improved a lot."

"I'm sorry to bother you." He said with a half-smile, although his body was not fully able to mobilize his strength, it was still easy to kill with a knife.

"In this case..." Ling Mu's five fingers pressed against the edge of the wine cup, and the porcelain white rim lightly touched his lower lip, and the wine poured into his lips and teeth, "The person you mentioned has arrived in the city. , came all the way to the sea of ​​corpses and blood. That guy is no longer human, but he is holding a wild pistol in his hand, tsk."

Already a god, Leng Meng seemed to have thought of something, and laughed sarcastically: "I am not a natural god, so I am controlled by people."

"Don't say that. He has been a child since he was a child. He was shaped like that. He was made to kill and obey. He just hasn't met anyone who can make him change."

"It's surprising that such a cold person like you can say such a thing." Lianceng knew that this person was not a soft person, and his willfulness could be based on the lives of all people, "Then, my lord, you Do you want to be the person who can change him?"

"Why do you think so." He exaggeratedly surprised, "Am I such a bad existence as you said?"

"Aren't you?" Ping clam laughed.

He also raised the corners of his mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was waiting for a good show: "It's really a merciless statement, Mussel."

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There are 800 million gods in Gaotianyuan.

Bishamentian is a beautiful woman with long golden hair. She is kind, kind, strong and reliable.

However, as a god, she is too kind and too beautiful.Even if it has the ability to be proud among the 800 million gods, its body becomes heavy due to the storage of hundreds of spirit weapons.

Sooner or later you will get sick, this is the doomed ending.

At this time, Fan Haoran was at the entrance of Bishamentian's mansion in Gaotianyuan.

Such a man with an enchanting appearance and a slender figure stood at the door of his house and immediately attracted attention.

"Who are you, and why are you standing in front of Bishamen Tianzhishen's mansion?" The person who had been guarding the door looked over.

Fan Haoran smiled slightly, but his eyes were not as light as the smile.

The guard immediately put away his contempt, and his standing posture became more rigorous: "What's your business here, why don't you answer me?"

"Ah." He said, "I heard that this is the mansion of Bishamentian. I specially came to see it from the human world. It is one of the legendary Four Heavenly Kings."

"From the world..." The guard slowly opened his eyes wide, "I don't know who you are?"

Fan Haoran said casually: "I'm just an unknown god, and my status is not worth mentioning. However, your master has kept too many spiritual weapons. Even the powerful Four Heavenly Kings are probably doing their best."

"You...do you have a solution?" The guard immediately became excited.

"Whether the method works depends on whether Bishamentian sees me."

Indeed, although these gods are also gods, they are only compared with human beings. The real gods will not be restrained in any way, let alone the small ones, caused by the evil thoughts of spiritual weapons?

The gods will feel the changes in the mind of the spirit tool, and the two are closely related. If the spirit tool's mind is not correct, the god will get sick because of it. If it cannot be corrected in time, it will be more serious and terrible for the spirit body. , this kind of thing is like an infectious disease, it will spread and breed with just a light touch.

Unless the spiritual artifacts that produced the "sickness" were pulled out for a ritual of pulling out, or all the spiritual artifacts infected with the sickness were killed, the ending could only be the death of the god due to the sickness.

But Bishamentian couldn't bear the wandering soul and had nowhere to go back, so he wanted to take one in when he saw one, because there were already too many spiritual artifacts under his door.

This time, the clam did not follow Gao Tian. It turned out that he was not a god registered here, nor was he enshrined in a temple, so he was not recognized by Gao Tianyuan.Therefore, the channel cannot be opened.

The white-haired pioneer hung his arms down, the light of the sky shone down, and the grass in the battlefield was splashed with blood. He heard the sound behind him.

Turning around, he said, "Is this your new spiritual weapon?"

It was a man with long dark purple hair. It was a bit far-fetched to say that he was a man, but in terms of appearance, he looked more like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Yato looked at the knife in his hand, and a gleam of happiness flashed in his eyes.

"She's Sakura."

"Huh? The guy who said that killing people is wrong." Xiongceng stared at the spiritual weapon that had turned into a human form with great interest, "It's an interesting argument."

"Clam." Ye Dou looked at the man whose murderous aura had risen again, and said softly.

The clam sneered, "Ah."

The girl named Sakura timidly hid behind Yato. In the final analysis, although she became Yato's spiritual weapon, she was still just a girl spiritually.

Gentle, timid, and full of childish sense of justice, but has no ability to match it.

Yato sat under the tree and adjusted the gauze on his elbow, and asked casually, "When will the person you are waiting for arrive? You and I have been on the battlefield for three years, why hasn't the person you mentioned come over? "

"Well, I only know that he was on Gaotianyuan three years ago. With that guy's personality, he might have forgotten me." Lianmu cracked his lips and snorted coldly, so he was unhappy.

At this time, this source of displeasure is acting recklessly in Gao Tianyuan.

"Hey, what a big battle." Looking at the 800 million gods who were about to attack him, the red-haired man brushed away his flying long hair, finally got motivated, and looked at the big cloud on the big cloud with a little excitement. God.

"Your Majesty, you have committed many crimes, disturbed the order of the gods in Gaotianyuan, and tried to shake the sky with the power of ants. Today, I wait for the gods to come and wave the clouds, and you will not kneel down?"

"Pfft... Ah, I'm sorry I didn't laugh at you, puff!" He covered his mouth and laughed, the more he thought about those words just now, the more funny he was.

"You call yourself gods, but I don't think so." These spirits born out of human desires have a sad fate.

"I wanted to leave here, but you forced me to lift the knife like this, which really made me embarrassed." He complained like this, but the movement of drawing the knife was very neat.

"Stubborn!" A man's voice sounded from the sky, like thunder, "Turn on the thunder."

Following his order, a huge circular thunder formation suddenly spread out above the sky, with purple halos and strange runes slowly rotating in the sky.

"Oh, the so-called sky thunder?" He chuckled, "When will the 800 million gods be killed? This bullshit resentment is going to destroy the world!"

Saying this, he raised his knife and stood behind the man who had been shouting at him in front of the battle.

The tip of the knife pierced the god's heart without hesitation, and he smiled at the god who was completely confused about the situation: "Absorb matter and start energy analysis."

As the words fell, the body of the spirit body shrank in an instant, and finally even the clothes disappeared.

He withdrew his stabbing posture, and there was nothing left in the place just now.

The gods who came to crusade immediately became agitated.

"What did he do!"

"The legendary God Amaterasu will also change his appearance to attack me, a small person, tsk tsk tsk, the deal with me can be torn up at will in the eyes of God Amaterasu?" He smiled, this deal is very good .

"I've heard a spiritual tool say that a god without a spiritual tool is just a symbol of powerlessness." He stood in the air, smiling and said to the flustered gods, "And you who came here, Did you bring a spirit weapon?"

The meaningful soft words are extremely contagious, as if whispering in the ears of the gods: "It's not okay to be slack like this, you will die."

"Arrogance! You are nothing more than a mere misfortune to God, and you committed a crime in Gao Tianyuan. Do you think you can escape from the crusade of the gods?"

Those who come here are all gods who have pledged their allegiance to Amaterasu.

Amaterasu God, the apex of 800 million gods, the residence of the gods, Gao Tianyuan, and the owner of the "Tianjin God" group, only the gods officially recognized by Gao Tianyuan will obtain "Tian Ji", and can freely travel between Gao Tianyuan and the world.

Any god with "heavenly identity" must swear allegiance to Amaterasu, otherwise his "heavenly identity" will be deprived, and at the same time, he will be designated as a group of "evil gods" to attack and destroy.

And Amaterasu, who had disguised his appearance, had been absorbed by him and disintegrated into the trading area. That stupid guy made a deal with him, but tore up the contract with him.

That's the price.

"I know that you are not afraid of death. For you famous gods, there is only constant rebirth without the intermediary of death. Then you should be reborn today!"

Said and rushed into the gods.

The black-haired man dressed in ordinary warrior clothes stood in a far corner, his black eyes calmly watched the blood of the gods spray and then die.

"It turns out that the gods also have corpses..." Ebisu looked at the brutal massacre indifferently, "The gods without spiritual weapons will also become incompetent existences."

The gray-haired old man stood respectfully behind Ebisu: "How should we deal with those spiritual artifacts?"

Even though his gods did such cruel and despicable things, Yan Mi still remained unmoved, completely unable to see the misery of the gods in the distance.

"After they are reborn once, the spirit weapon will be put back."