On the sea, the sky was full of stars and moons...
The iron-masked man walked out of his luxurious cabin and came to the balcony outside the cabin. Looking at the endless sea level and the dark blue sky above his head, he breathed out a long sigh while enjoying the sea breeze.
The huge liner was cutting through the waves on the sea, steadily and steadily moving towards its destination.
The huge chimney on the huge liner was emitting black smoke, and the huge steam turbine in the cabin was driving the paddles at the tail of the liner to rotate through a complicated mechanical mechanism, leaving a white line on the sea, driving this huge object to sail on the sea.
The lower decks of the economy class were a little crowded, far less comfortable than here. Many people were still enjoying the sea breeze on the deck, admiring the scenery of the sea and posing.
The photographers on the liner were particularly busy at night. Three silver coins for a photo could capture the beautiful scenery on the ship. Bursts of flashes mixed with magnesium powder smoke constantly rose from the deck below, mixed with all kinds of laughter and noise.
In order to line up to take photos, some people even quarreled.
"The happiness of ordinary people is so simple..." The iron-masked man shook his head slightly and smiled.
Until now, he had not completely understood why Xia Pingan wanted him to send this prisoner called Ghost Slave out of Shangjing City, and why he was so serious about it.
This prisoner didn't seem to have much relationship with Xia Pingan before.
But it didn't matter. Anyway, this job wouldn't take more than a few days, and he wasn't tired. He could just take it as a relaxation.
He had thought that following Xia Pingan would be uncomfortable, so he could only pinch his nose and do it. But he didn't expect that Xia Pingan was actually quite interesting, at least more interesting than most of the people he knew. After staying with him for a few days, the two of them felt like friends.
Well, Xia Pingan was also like a big shopkeeper. He was generous and didn't let the iron-masked man suffer any losses.
Behind him came the sound of the shackles rubbing together, accompanied by some heavy footsteps, walking towards here.
Ghost Slave also walked out from the VIP cabin behind him and came to the balcony. His straw-like hair fluttered in the sea breeze as he stared at the vast sea in a daze. No one knew what he was thinking.
Last night, the VIP downstairs complained that the footsteps in the room were too heavy. After complaining to the crew, he came up to knock on the door to argue. The iron-masked man opened the door of the room, and the unmasked face of Ghost Slave in shackles appeared behind the door. The face of the man who came up to argue was pale with fright. He trembled all over and dared not to say a word. When he went down the stairs, his footsteps were weak. He could not stand steadily and even fell down.
Ghost Slave's face was really unapproachable. It could ward off evil spirits.
Although the two of them had been together for almost two days, they didn't talk much.
The two people standing on the balcony were silent for a while. The iron-masked man seemed to feel a little awkward and weird with a man who was as rough as a beast standing here at night, enjoying the sea breeze and watching the stars and the sea. He couldn't help but open his mouth. "Your previous name shouldn't be Gui Nu, right?"
Ghost Slave was silent for a while before saying, "No, just like you. You're not called the iron-masked man either!"
"Of course, with my face exposed, following an envoy inspector will cause him a lot of trouble …" The iron-masked man said confidently. Although there were not a lack of Seven Sun Realm summoners in Shang Jing City, he was still one of them. In the circle of experts above Seven Sun Realm in Shang Jing City, he wasn't a nobody. If he followed Xia Pingan, he would be too conspicuous.
Hearing the iron-masked man's words, Ghost Slave moved his scar-covered face. Those scars twisted, like a twisted horrifying canvas, and also like a devil's smile, which was very scary. Ghost Slave was laughing, and his throat emitted a whistling sound like a broken bellows leaking air.
No matter how slow the iron-masked man was, he knew that Ghost Slave was laughing.
After two days on the passenger ship, this was the first time he saw Ghost Slave laughing.
The iron-masked man frowned slightly. "What, what's so funny?"
"Trouble? I'm afraid you don't know what real trouble is. That person won't be afraid of this little bit of trouble! " Ghost Slave turned to look at the iron-masked man. His gaze was somewhat condescending, making the iron-masked man a little uncomfortable. "Why do you think he asked you to send me out of Shang Jing City? He just doesn't want you to get involved in more trouble. You're lucky to have such a friend!"
"What do you mean?"
"Red Leaf Villa is a man-eating devil's den in Shang Jing City. If he wants to touch Red Leaf Villa, he might turn Shang Jing City upside down and offend countless people. He doesn't want you to be implicated by him. He also doesn't want me to affect his plan after I'm released, so he made an excuse to let you send me out of Shang Jing City …" Ghost Slave smiled, but his gaze was exceptionally cold.
The iron-masked man's expression suddenly changed …
The iron-masked man wanted to say something, but he suddenly looked up at the sky.
In the sky, a large group of powerful summoners flew across the sea. They cut through the night sky like meteors, flew over the dome of the passenger ship, and flew in the direction of Shang Jing City.
Soon, the second group of summoners flew over the dome of the passenger ship.
Why are there so many summoners flying in the direction of Shang Jing City in a hurry?
The iron-masked man was surprised, but in the blink of an eye, he felt two extremely terrifying auras coming from the direction of Shang Jing City. Just behind the ship, the night sky in the direction of Shang Jing City seemed to have been ignited, and it was a strange rolling red.
This is …
The auras of the summoners' powerful God Nations descending!
And there was more than one!
There were Demigods of the Ten Sun Realm fighting in the direction of Shang Jing City!
The iron-masked man was shocked, and his face, which was wearing an iron mask, was filled with astonishment …
Has the battle of the gods begun?
There was only one Demigod in the entire Great Shang Nation, and that was the emperor of the Great Shang Nation, Beitang Zhao. In the entire Yuanqiu World, Beitang Zhao was a top figure. He belonged to the top of the pyramid of power and authority, and he was the person most likely to become a god. Those who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Beitang Zhao were all top figures at the level of sect masters and emperors …
Although the difference between the Seven Sun Realm and the Ten Sun Realm seemed to be only three levels, at this stage, these three levels were a world apart. The iron-masked man couldn't help but be in awe.
Those below Demigod were all mortals …
But at this moment, in the direction of Shang Jing City, there were … two Demigod auras …
Two?
What happened in Shang Jing City?
…
At the same time, the entire Shang Jing City was trembling. The life and death of all things seemed to be decided by the collision of the two forces in the sky …
When he heard the person opposite him say the name 'Xia Pingan', the emperor of the Great Shang Nation, Beitang Zhao, was similarly astonished.
This was because he had heard the name 'Xia Pingan' many times since last night.
It was Xia Pingan who had opened the lid of Red Leaf Mountain Villa and caused chaos in Shang Jing City. It was also Xia Pingan who had been assassinated in the courtyard of the Inspection Bureau today.
He didn't expect that the Blood Demon Church's sect master, Zu Motian, would personally come to Shang Jing City for Xia Pingan.
"Hahaha, Zu Motian, you came to Shang Jing City to ask for a dead person. If you want to fight, just fight. Why do you have to find such a ridiculous reason …" Beitang Zhao's voice boomed in the sky of Shang Jing City like ten thousand thunderbolts. "Come on. Since you dared to destroy Shang Jing City of the Great Shang Nation today, I'll flatten your Blood Demon Palace in the future. How can the descendant of the Dark War God be afraid of a battle …"
In the sky, the Blood Demon Church's sect master, Zu Motian, who was confronting Beitang Zhao, was an old man with blood-red hair and a vertical bloody eye between his eyebrows. His body was full of demonic aura.
Behind this old man, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and puppets formed a battle formation and rolled in the bloody cloud behind him. They were faintly discernible and seemed ready to pounce down at any time.
Hearing Beitang Zhao's words, Zu Motian was stunned and his expression changed. 'F * ck, I received the Demon God's Order and immediately rushed to Shang Jing City of the Great Shang Nation. That Xia Pingan was actually dead. Did someone succeed in advance? Impossible …'
If Xia Pingan had been killed, the Demon God's Order would have been canceled immediately and he would have sensed it.
Therefore, it was impossible for Xia Pingan to be dead.
"According to the Demon God's oracle, no matter who it is, whoever kills Xia Pingan will obtain an immortal body. Whoever blood sacrifices Xia Pingan will be helped by the Demon God to form the Divine Wheel and directly become a god. Beitang Zhao, do you really want to stand in my way of becoming a god? As long as you hand over Xia Pingan, I will make a Demon God's Blood Oath here. From today onwards, all the disciples of the Blood Demon Church will never set foot in the Great Shang Nation. What do you think? "Zu Motian's voice spread throughout Shang Jing City. Everyone in Shang Jing City heard him.
"As I said, Xia Pingan was assassinated today and his body was destroyed. Everyone in Shang Jing City knows about this. Your disciples and disciples have been causing trouble in Shang Jing City these days. Today, I will settle the score with you …" As Beitang Zhao spoke, he raised his hand and a set of pitch-black armor covered his body. Then, he directly rushed toward Zu Motian.
Behind Beitang Zhao were tens of thousands of battle formations, stacked on top of each other. As he rushed forward, his Qi Power swept across the sky. It was earth-shattering. Among the tens of thousands of battle formations, innumerable soldiers, battle dolls, and battle generals rushed out of the void and materialized. They blotted out the sky and covered the earth like raging waves. The million-strong army directly swept toward the Blood Demon Sect's Master, Zu Motian …
"Almighty His Majesty!"
On the ground of Shang Jing City, countless soldiers and summoners of the Garrison Army and the Imperial City Guard felt their blood boiling when they saw this scene. They all roared …
The Hierarch of the Blood Demon Sect, Zu Motian, narrowed his eyes. With a wave of his hand, blood waves rolled behind him. In an instant, countless Battle Soldiers, Battle Dolls and Battle Generals rolled out from the blood clouds behind him. They swept toward the army summoned by Beitang Zhao.
Two huge waves and millions of summoned soldiers and puppets collided violently in the sky above Shang Jing City.
In an instant, thunder danced wildly in the sky. Dragons roared and tigers roared. Tens of thousands of flaming arrows traversed the sky. Countless divine beasts and birds of prey flew out. The scene of millions of soldiers colliding fearlessly in the sky above Shang Jing City was displayed in front of everyone. All the summoners in Shang Jing City were shaken and their mouths were dry …
The terrifying collision in the sky turned into colorful light rain that sprinkled down. For a moment, the entire Shang Jing City was covered in light rain. It was like a dream …
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