Yang Jian, God of War in Heaven.
For their hidden family, this can be called a supreme existence.
Looking at Zhuge Kongming's slightly curious and adoring eyes, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows with pride.
"Little guy, you are right, I am Yang Jian, the first god of war in heaven!"
The title of God of War caused Ye Zichen to roll his eyes again and again, and it seemed that he had let the monkeys beat him not long ago.
"Really?" Zhuge Kongming asked suspiciously, blinking his big eyes.
brush.
A flash of fluorescence appeared on Yang Jian's body. When he appeared in the sight of everyone again, his body was still covered with a silver display stand, and he stood proudly with a halberd.
"You should believe it this time. I just came down a while ago. If your family worships me, then you should have seen it."
Yang Jian smiled smugly, but as soon as he said these words, he felt a faint hesitation in the eyes of the people around him.
"Why do you see me like this, I don't have the time to lie to you! If you don't believe me, ask my brother!"
"No, no, God, what we are curious about is whether you have really descended from God recently?" Gu Hai said cautiously, and Yang Jian immediately nodded, "Of course, I am very good at maintaining fans. I have suffered a lot. ... Cough, anyway, I absolutely care about the worshipers. Usually, there will be a god descending once every half a month!"
"But..." Gu Hai raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows. "But we haven't seen your god descend for nearly a hundred years. Not only you, we haven't seen any great god in heaven or underworld."
"How can this be!"
Yang Jian looked shocked.
He had lived in poverty for too long in the heavenly court, so he pointed out that the worshipers could contribute some prestige to him.
In his poorest days, he even had a record of God descending every day.
But now there are people who say that he has never descended from God, and even other people in Heaven and Earth have not seen it.
"The ancient patriarch is telling the truth. Our hidden families have really not seen your gods descend for nearly a hundred years."
Zhuge Hong also spoke lightly beside him. For some reason, Ye Zichen always felt that this woman was not simple.
No matter when she is, she looks like Gu Hai, he is also the patriarch of a big family, but when he sees Erlang God, his attitude is extremely low.
Even when he encounters the black impermanence of the apprentice, he respects it very much, and the distinction between superiors and subordinates is particularly obvious.
But on Zhuge Hong, Ye Zichen never felt this way.
Just like, the people from Heaven and Earth are just at the same level as her, or even lower...
Yang Jian's nerves are relatively large, and he didn't pay much attention to Zhuge Hong's tone. He is now thinking about why the gods haven't fallen.
Damn, the cost of a god's descent is not low...
"You have an ancestral hall dedicated to me here."
Yang Jian frowned, and Gu Hai nodded again and again.
"Of course there is, you..."
"Take me to see!"
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and replied, he wanted to see why he couldn't descend. The cost in the past was a trivial matter, but now he is also developed, not less than that.
The reduction of the fan effect is something he doesn't want to see.
Part of Heavenly Court's divine power is directly related to believers. If it goes on like this, and his offerings will become less and less, then he will reach the level of a fairy, but he is just an empty fairy's body, but he will not be able to exert his superb combat power. Come.
After several turns, the patriarch of the ancient clan brought some important people to the ancestral hall.
Above the ancestral hall, there is a statue of Yang Jian. The cleaning in the ancestral hall was spotless, with a strong aroma, and three incense candles were slowly burning in front of the incense burner.
"Great God, look... I send people to your ancestral hall almost every three hours!"
As everyone knows, Yang Jian's eyes became gloomy and terrifying the moment he entered the ancestral hall.
creak.
Clenching his fists hard, Gu Hai was terrified when he saw this scene.
"Great God, is there something wrong with us that makes you unhappy?"
"hehe… "
An indifferent smile sounded from Yang Jian's mouth, and the halberd in his hand stabbed hard at the statue.
"God!"
Gu Hai was terrified, even Zhuge Hong had a moving expression on his face.
Destroying his own ancestral statue in person is a taboo. What could have caused him to be so angry
boom.
The stone carvings are broken.
A black mist flew out from the statue, and in an instant, the mist filled the entire ancestral hall.
"Yang Jian, thanks to you being able to find out. Tsk tsk, it's really pitiful. The deity has to accept such frequent divine descents."
"Devil!"
Yang Jian gritted his teeth fiercely, no wonder their goddess believers couldn't see it, so this guy blocked them.
"Stay!"
A dazzling golden light shot out from Yang Jian's third eye, the mist gradually became dim, and gradually disappeared from the ancestral hall, but the ancestral hall was filled with a playful smile from the fog.
"Even if you leave me here, so what! The hidden family in this world has the footprints of the deity, can you stay here?"
"At least you met Lao Tzu here!"
boom.
The halberd jabbed hard on the ground, Yang Jian grabbed towards the black house mist with his bare hands, and a strand of black hair appeared in his hand.
puff.
A wisp of golden flames burned the hair to ashes, and a playful sneer sounded again in the ancestral hall.
"Decisive enough, it turned out to be directly destroyed. I thought you would find a way to recover the loss of the gods! Well, since you have discovered the deity, there is no need for the deity to stay here. The deity will The incarnations of other families are taken away, of course... If you don't believe it, you can try to run down one family at a time."
"Mozu, are you doing this to start a war with my Heavenly Court!"
Yang Jian replied forcefully, and the halberd even stomped on the ground.
"Going to war, your heaven is also worthy?" The devil laughed mockingly, with undisguised disdain in his tone, "When our gods and demons fought, you didn't know where the heaven was!"
"That's because I'm not here!"
Yang Jian raised his head proudly, and pointed the halberd in his hand to the Void Road.
"You Demon Clan's father will fight for one, and if you touch two, you will fight for a pair. If I had been there back then, your Demon Clan might be dead now!"
"Don't talk too much." The devil said with some disdain, "At your level, when my devil clan was at its peak, even the lowest level soldiers could crush you to death!"
…
Hearing this, Ye Zichen's face was shocked.
The Demon Race was so strong back then, and Yang Jian was at the level of the Great Perfection of Human Immortals...
Lowest soldier!
What was the scene of the battle of gods and demons back then
"hehe… "
Yang Jian just smiled indifferently at this. He started with the halberd standing on the ground and opened his third eye.
A majestic wind involuntarily slowly released from his body...
"Don't accept the battle! If you can fight, don't compare!"