‘It seems that we have to plan more in the future and get a few more Jin people in the Great Zhou...’

Fang Xing knew that even the Killing Sect could not replicate the Jin people of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The most critical point is that he is also a god who can suppress and seal the Golden Man.

Otherwise, even if the treasures are stolen, the Jin people of the Great Zhou will jump out and make a big fortune.

Moreover, with his martial will and the true spirit attack, he directly killed Si Xiangjian's soul, and made the other party have no possibility of activate the Great Zhou Jin people.

Just as Fang Xing was thinking, Sima Jian was already rushing left and right in the Paper People's Army.

Ping Ping Pong!

The flying sword kept fighting with the paper soldiers, making a sound like a metal-iron attack.

Although Sima Jian's flying sword was a sharp weapon that cuts iron like mud, after chopping with those paper knives and paper swords, a gap of rice grains appeared on the sword's body.

Sima Jian, who was besieged, had sporadic bloody mouths on his body, and his expression was quite desperate: "You...who are you?"

"What a pity, it seems that you don't have the Great Zhou Jin people..."

Fang Xing sighed, his five fingers gathered together, and turned into a punch.

Boom!

Sima Jian's body exploded one after another, and his body seemed to be hit by a thousand-mile horse, flying backwards.

Bang!

A corpse fell to the ground and was soon arrested by a paper man, preparing to dig a hole and buried it.

You can also sprinkle some paper money...

The sky of the Paper House Cave was turned upside down, but there was no sound outside.

After a moment.

Fang Xing appeared on the street, waved his hand to put away the spiritual paper house cave, and looked at somewhere in the sky thoughtfully.

"The so-called traps are linked together, and the more precise the plan, the more likely it is to have problems..."

"Now I have been sneak attacked and killed by two prisons, and even a great Zhou Jin man was lost. No matter how good the trap is, it will be useless, right?"

Just as Fang Xing looked up, a war broke out in the sky.

Simingjian and Sitianjian both wore purple robes, looking like they were old.

But an amazing inspiration burst out on them. If you look closely, you will find that they are already different from ordinary mortals. They not only condense their divine nature, but also ignite the divine fire and become demigods.

It is only a step before the real god is truly enthroned and ascended to the Kingdom of God.

Of course, for many demigods, this is something that cannot be done in a lifetime.

suddenly!

Above the sky, even the gentle breeze seemed to stop.

——Time stops!

The next moment, the solidified color began to flow again.

The killing leader, who was hostile to the two major prisoners, was broken open, and a big hole appeared between his chest, and a little divine fire the size of a soybean could be seen.

The leader of the Killing Sect is tall and tall, but his torso is very terrifying. It is not only covered with scars, but also has deformities.

The Immortal of Corpse Living is an extremely dangerous demigod ritual, and it requires the process of reincarnation from death.

Even if there is a slight mistake during the ceremony and it will take a little time, it will be very likely to delay for a long time, resulting in the decay of the body...

Therefore, this killing leader has always been covered with a black robe and never shows his true face.

At this time, under the spell of time stopping, he suffered a severe injury, but he did not care.

The leader of Killing Sect gently stroked his palm, and the rotten flesh on his chest quickly regenerated.

Such an evil scene made Si Tianjian and Si Mingjian feel a little chilled.

"We will definitely be able to beat this person when we join forces, but it will be a bit troublesome to kill..."

"Where are Sima and Sixiang? Why haven't the Jin people from the Great Zhou Dynasty come yet?"

The two demigods looked at each other and countless divine thoughts were exchanged.

suddenly.

The leader of Killing Sect let out a long laugh, and the terrifying destructive power centered on him, seemed to set off a storm.

"No, Sima and Si Xiang are afraid they will be ambushed..."

"The Jin people of the Great Zhou..."

Simingjian and Sitianjian suddenly received the news and were extremely anxious.

But after the storm, the sky was clear and the killing leader disappeared...

"Is this... still chasing?"

Si Mingjian spoke, and with his special ability, it is very likely that he would intercept the leader of Killing again if he chased after him.

"No need, our besiege personnel have been damaged, and the encirclement has been torn open... If you catch up with it, you will only lose more."

Si Tianjian silently stared at the sky.

As a demigod who was loyal to the court, at this moment, he felt a little creepy: ‘When did there be any change in destiny?!’

...

The Great Zhou Divine Dynasty's surprise attack on the Killing Sect, and after Fang Xing made a move, he immediately became a slash.

After this time, the Killing Sect lurked deeper, and the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty increased its wanted notice of the Killing Sect.

Of course, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is just superficial skill.

In fact, it was a manifestation that the court had begun to give up.

On the contrary, he was more interested in Fang Xing and the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty. After all, there was a Great Zhou Jin Man who fell into his hands!

Unfortunately, Fang Xing, who has a divine eye, is only more difficult to regain than the Killing Master.

Time passes day by day.

Information from outside the land was also continuously transmitted back to the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty.

After discovering that the Killing Sect eliminated the ten major sects of good and evil, and unified the outside world, they actually began to change their careers in planting trees. While the Imperial Heaven Supervision was confused, they were also slightly relieved.

Of course, the surveillance against these lunatics was still the same as before, for fear that one day they would lose the entire area and turn around to find trouble for Dazhou.

As the stars change, time passes.

In the blink of an eye, several years passed by in a hurry.

This day.

The Emperor Capital of the Great Zhou.

After traveling through the dust, I finally arrived at this place where the best in the world after traveling through the square stars in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The imperial city of Great Zhou is majestic and simple.

The most eye-catching thing is naturally the eleven Great Zhou Jinmen surrounding the city wall.

It towers into the clouds, like the most loyal guard of the imperial capital.

Of course, there were originally twelve priests, but after one missing, there are only eleven now.

"The eleven true gods' substitutes... I really want to... steal them all."

Fang Xing touched his chin.

At this time, he dressed up a little and looked like a hunter in the mountains, shocked by the Eleven Golden Man.

Then, he walked into the imperial capital of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty.

In terms of prosperity, Imperial Capital is the most prosperous place in commerce in Fang Xing has ever seen.

There are twelve gates, thirty-seven bridges, and forty-eight markets in the imperial capital, with countless people coming from each other every day.

He was not interested in this.

According to that perception, we came to a slum.

The people here are basically suffering from poverty, cold and hunger, and disease.

Perhaps some people will say that even if the body is tortured, the soul is still outstanding.

But Fang Xing knew that practice is to cultivate both life and life. The body that carries the soul and soul has become weak. How strong can the soul be?

Therefore, the soul here, even the true gods, is basically destined to go to hell.

At this time, a shed was building on a street corner.

There is a young man dressed in a temple warrior who is sending steamed buns: "I remember everything. From now on, I will clean the doorstep every day and you can come to get steamed buns..."

Fang Xing looked at the young temple warrior and suddenly laughed.
To be continued...