Beiyin Great Sage

Containing extremely high-temperature flames and burning in the water, the water immediately boiled and rolled, and the steaming smoke filled the air.

I can't see my fingers!

Only bursts of shouts and collisions could be heard, which gradually became lower.

"Where are the people?"

"He escaped!"

"Chase!"

"The angry King Brown abandoned his country and defected. His crime is unforgivable. We must pursue him no matter where we are in the world. He is seriously injured now and will never be able to escape far!"

"Here!"

The sound of drinking was loud.

However, their actions did not seem to be very urgent.

…………

An underdrain somewhere in the water.

"puff!"

With Wan Fu's help, Brown struggled to climb ashore. Before he could sit firmly, the injuries in his body broke out again and he couldn't help but vomit blood.

"Emperor Master!"

"It doesn't matter."

Brown waved his hand, his eyebrows drooping:

"Not dead yet."

"It's... it's really..." Even though Wan Fu was already quite old, seeing him like this, he couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"The Imperial Master has worked hard for the clan, and you are indispensable for the Bello clan to be what they are today. How could they... how could they do this!"

"Don't blame them."

Brown shook his head slightly:

"Even if we are best friends, there are times when we have different political opinions, not to mention when it is a matter of life and death for the ethnic group. Maybe I was the one who was wrong."

"No." Wan Fu shook his head and said firmly:

"The Imperial Master can never be wrong!"

"Heh..." Brown chuckled and asked instead:

"Do you want to take out the things?"

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life." Wan Fu took a deep breath, took out five fist-sized flesh and blood crystals from his body, and placed them in front of him:

"I took out the five kinds of silver creature essence blood that fit the characteristics of the emperor's spirit."

"good!"

Brown looked slightly relaxed and nodded slowly:

"well done!"

Over the years, the Bello clan has killed many silver creatures.

Their skin, flesh, and bones are treasures, and their essence and blood are even more precious. They are stored in the palace treasury and cannot be taken out easily.

This incident happened suddenly and the situation was urgent.

Even though he had attracted attention and had the command talisman in hand, he must have secretly indicated that he had obtained the blood essence in such a short time.

Looking at the essence and blood, Brown also showed a trace of relief on his face.

Today's situation seems extremely dangerous, but in fact there are not many people who are really ruthless, and most of them have shown mercy to him.

Otherwise, he would most likely not be able to escape.

everything……

They all have different political views.

"Emperor Master."

Wan Fu opened his mouth:

"Three of these five silver creatures had the ability to control flames during their lifetimes. One of the other two had strong essence and one had abundant vitality."

"As long as the fusion of flesh and blood is verified, you can try to refine it."

"How long will it take?" Brown asked.

"As short as seven or eight years, as long as three to fifty years."

"..." Brown lowered his eyebrows slightly:

"We don't have that much time."

"Emperor Master!" Wan Fu's expression changed:

"It would be very dangerous to carry out physical transformation without verification, and we Bello people are different from the workers."

"this……"

"A narrow escape from death!"

"This is not the place to talk." Brown turned around, reached out to collect the five balls of blood in front of him, and struggled to get up:

"Let's get out of here first."

"correct."

He looked sideways and asked:

"How are Wenchang and the others doing?"

Wan Fu's face froze and he opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Brown's eyes changed, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. After a long time, he sighed and walked forward without saying anything.

…………

"kill!"

"Kill!"

In the dense forest, there were constant shouts of killing.

Torches swayed among them, flying out from time to time, lighting the trees on fire. Under the blazing fire, it also showed the brutality of a group of people fighting.

Hundreds of Bello elite soldiers are encircling and suppressing more than ten people.

The dozen or so people were old and young, male and female, and most of them did not have very strong cultivation skills.

If it weren't for the strength of one man and one woman among them, who blocked most of the attacks, the rest of them might not have been able to hold on long ago.

"Wenchang!"

The elite soldier commander shouted:

"You can't escape anymore, so just surrender and come back with us to answer questions!"

"fart!"

A young man in the field said angrily:

"We are not guilty!"

"The people in the Imperial Master's Mansion would rather die than be judged by others, especially by those of you who have abandoned the Belo clan!"

"snort!"

The commander snorted coldly:

"If you are stubborn, you are seeking death!"

"superior!"

With a big wave of his hand, his voice was cold:

"No need to be merciful, kill them all, leave no one alive!"

"Here!"

The elite soldiers received the order, and the encirclement and killing became more and more urgent. Swords and arrows were mixed in, and more than ten people were surrounded tightly.

"puff!"

"ah……"

One figure after another fell down.

"Second mother!"

"sister!"

Wenchang roared angrily, swung his sword and charged forward crazily, but was stopped firmly.

However, the fierce charge failed to achieve any success. Instead, he received several wounds on his body, his long hair was scattered, and he was covered in blood.

"Peng!"

A beautiful shadow fell heavily to the ground, and several swords fell across each other.

"Eiko!"

Wenchang yelled, but he could only watch the weapon fall, his eyes wide open, blood bursting from the wound, and his strength rapidly declining.

In his eyes, there was only the fallen weapon and the silhouette of despair.

time.

It suddenly stopped.

The sound of the wind stopped, the fallen leaves were still, and the heartbeat suddenly slowed down. Only a shadow could be seen floating silently in the scene.

The next moment.

"Peng!"

One after another, figures flew away, and dozens of people rolled and fell into the distance.

Zhou Jia stood in the field with his hands behind his hands. He glanced at the people and asked inquiringly:

"People from the Brown House?"

"You..." The sudden appearance of the man in black made Wen Chang's eyes filled with surprise. He hurriedly protected the frightened Yingzi behind him and looked at the person:

"What do you call senior?"

In the vast Hongze Territory, those who can directly call the emperor's master by his name are all strong men of silver.

And in the situation just now, the person who came here was able to sweep away dozens of Bello's elite soldiers by using his hands and feet. His strength was so terrifying.

To know.

Among those elite soldiers, there were many black iron masters.

"You guys brought a lot of stuff!"

Zhou Jia put his chin on his hand and had a panoramic view of the packages behind them:

"There should be a lot of good things, right?"

Wenchang tensed up and subconsciously rejected:

"No no."

"Don't be nervous." Zhou Jia laughed:

"I'm not going to rob you of your things, but if you don't have anywhere to go for the time being, you might as well come with me and get away first."

Saying that, he took off his hood.

"My name is Zhou Jia, have you heard of this name?"

"Zhou Jia!" Wenchang's eyes lit up:

"Is it you?"

"I heard my adoptive father say that since the battle at the Holy Mountain, when Zhao Fujia's body was destroyed, Senior Zhou is the number one master in Hongze Territory!"

"Well..." Zhou Jia shook his head:

"Not really."

It is true that Zhao Fujia lost his body, but he gained a Yuanji Reactor. Once it is completely integrated, his strength will become stronger.

But there is no need to tell outsiders about this kind of thing.

"If you don't have any objections, then let's go!"

"senior."

Wenchang took a step forward:

"I don't know about my adoptive father..."

"The Imperial Master is not dead." Zhou Jia said:

"As for the current situation, Zhou doesn't know."

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time flies.

half year later.

Variety.

It happens silently.

The undercurrent in the dark is unknown to outsiders.

I don’t know since when, dark temples appeared in every corner of Hongze Domain, especially in the middle of major cities.

The six tribes and the military seemed to be slowly being forgotten.

Only the believers of the Lord of Darkness began to walk in the world and spread their brilliance.

Source City.

It was one of the thirty-six branches of the Xuantian League's outer sect and belonged to the Mingyuan branch.

now.

A temple over a hundred meters high stands in the city.

"Father God is on high!"

"All things will eventually perish!"

A group of people dressed in black robes walked on the street, stopping in front of each stall, reaching out to take away all the fruits of the stall owner's busy work in the previous half day.

Their movements were natural and they were obviously used to it. They were even more skilled in rummaging through boxes and cabinets. They could find the gold and silver no matter where they were hidden.

Faced with the black robe's request, the stall owners remained silent, and no one dared to resist. They all just allowed themselves to be plundered by the other party.

even.

Take the initiative to show what you have gained.

The autumn wind rustled.

Fallen leaves were flying on the ground.

Totally desolate.

"God's messenger."

In front of a stall selling porridge and cakes, a thinly dressed and shivering stall owner knelt down and begged in a low voice:

"The porridge and cakes sold by the little old man are only available in the morning. Can you keep some for our family to fill our stomachs?"

"In the second half of the day, no one bought porridge and cakes."

"oh!"

A man in black robe raised his head and frowned:

"You sell porridge and cakes, how can you be short of food?"

"Could it be..."

"Is it disrespectful to the gods?"

Hearing this, the stall owner's complexion changed drastically, he waved his hands hurriedly, and even more frightened, he hit his head on the ground, making his forehead turn blue:

"I don't dare, I don't dare."

In just a few blows, he suffered a bloody head injury and blood stains all over his face.

"It's okay if you don't dare." A flash of disdain flashed in the black-robed man's eyes, and he reached out to collect everything in the cash box with a cold voice:

"It's what you should do to offer sacrifices to the gods. Don't say it's just the fruits of half a day's work. Even if you are asked to offer your own flesh and blood, you shouldn't hesitate."

"If we make such a request again, it won't just be half a day!"

"Yes Yes."

The stall owner nodded repeatedly.

"Father God is above."

The man in black robe put away his things, saluted again, and recited:

"All things will eventually perish!"

"All things will eventually perish!"

The stall owner hurriedly started talking.

It wasn't until the man in black robe walked away that whispers could be heard on the street.

"I can't get through this day. Half the day's work has been taken away, including the capital. I won't be able to get back the capital in the second half of the day."

"Maybe we should leave the city too."

"Where to go out of town?"

"Those who do business need to collect offerings, and they have to pay tribute even when they stay at home. Do you think you can escape after leaving the city?"

"Yes, we are pretty good here. Look at the martial arts school and the Mingyuan lineage, but all of them were killed."

"Martial arts training is not allowed, only obedient citizens, these days..."

"Be careful what you say! Be careful what you say!"

Zhou Jia tightened his black robe tightly, lowered his head and continued to move forward.

After passing through several alleys, we came to a long street. At the end of the long street was a splendid dark temple about a hundred meters high.

The temple occupies a vast area, and its surface is inlaid with various jewelry, jade, agate, and gold, which shines brightly in the sunlight.

luxury!

This is what ordinary people feel when they first see it.

powerful!

This is Zhou Jia's impression. The terrifying power accumulated inside the temple is almost equivalent to having a peak black iron man sitting here.

and.

Keep getting stronger.

Some devout believers knelt down in front of the temple and kept chanting something.

They were all emaciated and emaciated. They had obviously been kneeling here for an unknown amount of time, and some had even fainted.

Even so, they still never gave up.

"What piety?"

In an inn not far away, someone whispered:

"It's not that I want to be a servant of God, so that I don't have to hand in offerings and can live an easy life. Unfortunately, they don't know at all that servants of God are not quite capable. People kneel to death every day. How many have you seen? Can an individual become a servant of God?”

"Isn't it said that as long as you are pious, you will be loved by the gods?"

"Who knows if you are really religious? If you say yes, you are, but if I say no, it depends on whether the people inside believe it or not?"

"Shh, keep your voice down."

"I know, let's talk quietly among ourselves, no one can hear us."

Zhou Jia put away his tone of voice, lowered his eyebrows, and walked through the crowd into the temple.

The temple is the residence of God. Even if the Lord of Darkness has not yet truly arrived, it still has the unique ability to suppress all aliens.

Any distracting thoughts in your mind may be noticed by the divine messenger.

Then kill him!

The statue of the Lord of Darkness is not a human form, but a mass of black mist, carved into a strange shape for people to worship.

"Father God is above."

Zhou Jia knelt down on one knee and said solemnly:

"All things end and die."

According to the rules of the Dark Temple, he bowed his head and saluted, waited for three breaths, then slowly stood up and came to the side of the divine envoy.

At the same time, he took off the package on his body and handed it over.

"God's envoy, I'm here to worship you."

"Um."

The envoy nodded, took the package and opened it. A ray of light came into view, and inside were several exquisite works of art made of gold.

"Um?"

The divine messenger raised his eyebrows and showed satisfaction:

"good."

"This is what believers should do." Zhou Jia bowed his head:

"Everything a believer has is given by God the Father. Returning to the embrace of God the Father is the final destination. Some external objects are just God's test of the believer's piety."

"Well said!" The envoy's face straightened and his voice was solemn:

"Father God, what I like is children like you. If you can donate these external things three more times, I can give you the position of a servant of God."

"Thank you, God's servant." Zhou Jia bowed, finally understanding how the God's servant came to be, and took the opportunity to talk about his purpose:

"I want to meet the divine servant Qi Mei."

"She's behind." The god understood, and opened the door to the backyard with a tap of his hand:

"Don't stay too long."

"yes."

Zhou Jia bowed his head.

…………

After stepping through the back door and walking through a dark passage, the front suddenly became bright, followed by some chaotic noises.

"quick!"

"Move this thing over there!"

"And that one, be careful, everyone, be careful. If you break it, the gods will be unhappy. Then you will be rewarded."

"Hurry up!"

This is a huge courtyard and also like a logistics center.

Huge warehouse buildings are lined up on both sides, and various goods are moved by people and sorted into different rooms.

Taking a quick glance, a short, plump, round-faced woman came into view.

"Qi Mei!"

"who?"

Qi Mei came back to her senses, her voice filled with impatience. When she saw the face of the visitor clearly, she couldn't help but feel ecstasy and a little uneasy:

"It's you."

"Senior, why did you come here in person?"

She trotted to Zhou Jia, lowered her voice and said:

"I thought it was a joke my father told me. I didn't expect you to actually come. To see you, I... am so lucky."

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together.

"Not really."

Zhou Jia smiled lightly and waved his hand:

"Your father and I are old friends, so there's no need to be so outspoken."

Qi Mei's father is Qi Yaochun, the boss of Wantong Trading Company. As early as many years ago, Shi Cheng had connections with Wantong Trading Company.

The two of them were familiar with each other.

"It's different, it's different."

Qi Mei shook her head repeatedly:

"You are... that kind of person, we are far beyond compare."

silver!

The other party is the most top master in Hongze Territory, a strong silver man, who is no worse than those angels and demigods.

How could she not be excited to be in such close contact with such a being?

"alright."

Zhou Jia spoke:

"Is everything ready?"

"alright!"

Qi Mei nodded:

"Because the Divine Realm prohibits everyone from practicing martial arts, the disobedient forces will be killed, and most of their belongings will be sent here."

"Special alloys, various rare metals, and weapons are placed in a special place."

"You come with me."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pointed it back.

Zhou Jia glanced around and couldn't help but sigh.

Since the collapse of the Holy Mountain, the destruction of the capital, and the emergence of the Divine Realm, many forces in the Dalin Dynasty have taken refuge in the Divine Realm one after another. Only in this way can they save their lives and strength.

Those who are unwilling to surrender, like the Mingyuan lineage, are besieged and killed by the forces that seek refuge in the divine realm. Their disciples die and their inheritance is cut off.

Martial arts are prohibited in the divine domain.

All martial arts secrets and secret books will be burned as soon as they are found. If someone is found to have hidden them, it is also a serious crime.

Kill without mercy!

There is only one type of person who can practice martial arts.

Servant of God!

People who believe in the Lord of Darkness and seek refuge in the realm of God.

Similarly, even they cannot privately teach their descendants martial arts origin techniques. They must obtain permission from the Divine Realm.

Since then.

Things that were once precious gradually lose their use.

Like a spiritual stone.

No one dared to use spiritual stones to practice. Hiding spiritual stones privately was still a serious crime. On the contrary, the gold and silver that had been abandoned before had a market again.

Everything is changing.

And thinking about it, people will slowly get used to this change and eventually become accustomed to it, unless someone can break the rule of God's Domain.

"arrive."

Qi Mei stopped and looked at a gate:

"Senior, it's right inside. You can go in and pick whatever you want. Don't worry, as long as you don't take too many, no one will notice anything wrong."

God's envoys and God's servants have the word "god" in their titles, but in fact they are all the opposite, and they are also the type of people who can't satisfy their desires.

They have no interest in managing worldly things.

As long as you are given some benefits, you can take whatever you want here. Looking at Qi Mei's attitude, you can tell that she has become accustomed to it.

"Wait a moment."

Just then, a voice sounded:

"Don't touch the things here!"