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1536 Secret observation

"Even if he is a disciple of the Holy Sword Relic, there is absolutely no way he can be a match for Master Yuichi. But since he is the target of Lord Bingwei, we should leave it to Lord Bingwei to take care of him."

Kameda is very good at flattery and said flatteringly.

A dim light flashed in Miyamoto Hiroaki's eyes, and he sighed with some regret: "It's a pity that Yuichi focuses on sword skills and Yuji specializes in ninjutsu, so no one can inherit the onmyoji of my Miyamoto family."

Kameda's eyes flashed, and there was joy in the corner of his mouth. Miyamoto-sama must have wanted to accept me as his godson and inherit the mantle of the Miyamoto family?

This is the reason why he has been fawning over Hiroaki Miyamoto. After all, the Miyamoto family's yin and yang shikigami are ranked among the top three in Fuso.

Miyamoto Hiroaki smiled and said nothing. Kameda also knew that such things should not be rushed, so he wisely did not continue the topic, but his attitude became more respectful and humble.

Yamamoto curled his lips secretly on the side, and his eyes also showed a fiery look.

The Great Onmyoji is the most respected and awe-inspiring profession in Fuso besides the Sword God Palace. Miyamoto Akihiro has mentioned it in front of them several times, intentionally or unintentionally, that he has no successor. I don’t know if he is hinting at this.

What, made him quite tempted.

"Let's go. Now it seems that Gui Jianchou has a false reputation and is not worth caring about at all. Compared with Long Xiaotian, that night alone is also a false reputation. On the contrary, these young people who got out of nowhere should pay special attention to it.

,Go and investigate their identities and origins, and see which family secretly trained the disciples."

Miyamoto Akihiro stared deeply at Lang Dong who threw the dead dog-like Ghost on the ground, and ordered calmly.

"Hi!"

Kameda and Yamamoto both bowed and followed the order.



"It's interesting. I didn't expect that there is such a group of hidden forces in China. Go and find out their details and report them to the Speaker."

Also in a dark corner, a blond and blue-eyed man with meticulously combed hair, pale face, and bright red lips, wearing an elegant dress and dressed like a gentleman, had a playful look on his lips, licked his lips and whispered instructions.

"Yes, as you wish, Lord Marquis Millers."

Behind the man, several men dressed like medieval knights all put their right hands on their chests, bowed in salute, and responded in a low voice.



"This time our Holy See must obtain at least fifty places to enter the Secret Realm of Heaven no matter what, and you, the bravest and most outstanding knights of the Holy See, be prepared to defeat all enemies with the swords in your hands to protect the Lord.

Glory.”

Red Archbishop Crodiva stared at Lang Dong and others with distant eyes, and said softly with a solemn expression.

“We will defend the glory of the Lord with our blood and lives!”

Behind him, hundreds of holy knights knelt down on one knee, holding the hilts of their long swords at their waists, with fanatical eyes, and shouted in a low voice without fear.



"I have received the guidance of fate. The great Demon God is about to resurrect. He will lead the Hell Corps to return to the world, ignite the flames of war in every corner of the world, destroy this dirty world, and let all sinful souls get the redemption they deserve.

, build a world without poverty, without

There is a new world with disease, no sin, no greed, no hunger, no disaster, no oppression... As the most loyal apostles of His Majesty the Demon God, our only mission is to enter the Demon Abyss and open the sealed door of hell at all costs

, welcome the return of His Majesty the Demon God."

The tall figure wearing a platinum devil mask and black robe stood quietly in the corner like a ghost, whispering a mission like a curse in a hoarse, dry voice.

Looking at Lang Dong and others from a distance, strange black flames were burning in his blood-colored pupils.

behind him

, hundreds of people in black wearing black ghost masks knelt on the ground, as if they were the most devout believers, without a trace of noise, quietly listening to the guidance of fate.

It's just that there is no emotion that humans should have in their empty and dull eyes. There are only clouds of deep black mist lingering, looking extremely eerie and terrifying, like evil ghosts from the Nine Nether Hells.



"The fortune teller said that our clan's turning point lies in the east, but where exactly is it?"

Gruul was surrounded by a group of Atlantis family warriors who were dressed in ordinary clothes and behaved extremely low-key. He watched Lang Dong and others display their power and murmured in a low voice.

"Young Master, there are many powerful people in the East. We just take things as they come. If there is a chance, they will appear. If there is no chance, we can't force it."

Old Green's pupils shrank and he looked at Zique'er and others with fear. He thought that his skills were strong enough and he would never find many opponents in the world. Even though he was tied with Brad, he did not underestimate himself. After all,

Brad is the famous director of the Dark Inquisition, a master ranked among the best in the world.

But now, after seeing the powerful skills of the Eastern warriors, he felt a sense of awe. He felt that, let alone the terrifying Zi Que'er and the old antique from the Holy Medical Sect, even Pi Yitian and Jian Miesheng were not.

The mysterious East that he could easily defeat was indeed as light as the clouds.

"Grandpa Green, what method did that old man use just now? How could he suppress our cultivation?"

Gruul had too little experience and could not see through the methods used by the old man from the Holy Medical Sect, so he asked curiously.

"This is a magical barrier in the East. It is somewhat similar to our Western witchcraft, but it is many times more powerful. The competition process of this warrior conference completely simulates the environment in the secret realm of Tongtian. The opening ceremony was supposed to be held tomorrow.

The barrier will be activated later, but the super strong man from the Holy Medical Sect activated the barrier in advance in order to save Pi Yitian."

Old Green explained his doubts with a deep look.

"Boundary is such a magical thing. It can actually suppress people's cultivation. If the people from the East use the barrier to invade us in the West, then we in the West will have no ability to resist."

Gruul's eyes flashed with surprise, and he muttered with envy.

"How can it be so simple to set up a barrier?"

Old Green laughed dumbly and explained patiently: "The barrier cannot be set up casually. It requires the cooperation of many super strong people to set it up. Moreover, after setting up, a lot of spiritual crystals are consumed to maintain the barrier.

Operation, this time, the strong man from the Holy Medical Sect has activated the barrier in advance, which means that one more day of spiritual crystals will be consumed to maintain the operation of the barrier. It is estimated that the Holy Medical Sect will suffer a heavy hemorrhage this time."

"That Pi Yi Tianzhen is of such great value, is it worth the Holy Medical Sect spending a huge amount of spiritual crystals to save him?"

Gruul asked doubtfully.

"Of course, even though Pi Yitian seems to be vulnerable in front of the woman in purple, he is actually a strong man in the divine martial realm. Even if I face him, I may not be his opponent."

Old Green said with emotion.

Upon hearing this, Gruul looked at Zi Que'er again, his eyes already showing solemn horror.

Previously, due to the issue of cultivation level, I didn't have a very intuitive feeling about Zi Que'er's strength. I thought it was because Pi Yitian was too weak that Zi Que'er appeared to be powerful.

But after hearing Old Green's comparison, he realized how powerful and terrifying Zi Queer was. After all, in his perception, Grandpa Green was a strong man who was hard to beat in the entire West.



"I didn't expect that a fish that slipped through the net could establish such a powerful force in just a few months. At the beginning, the organization should not have thought about using him for its own purposes and just getting rid of him. The result is now

At this point, I think the organization

It’s just like raising a tiger to make trouble. Sooner or later, he will become the biggest threat to the organization.”

In the corner where a group of men in black robes and masks gathered, the Rain God wearing a purple and gold mask stared at Zi Que'er and the others resentfully, complaining angrily.

"Yes, but no one could have predicted this result. Besides, don't you think his rise is a bit too fast? How long has it taken?"

Fengshen looked at Lang Dong and others solemnly, and said inexplicably: "Even if he got the treasure in Genghis Khan's mausoleum, he shouldn't have so many powerful subordinates."

"Ding Ning holds too many secrets. The top management of the organization has listed him as one of the most dangerous targets. If he cannot get it, then he will be destroyed along with Qingyun Security."

Vulcan's eyes were indifferent and he said indifferently. With the divine organization's attention to Ding Ning and its intelligence network, they naturally knew that Qingyun Security belonged to Ding Ning's force.

"Destroy?"

Rain God's eyes lit up and he said expectantly: "Qingyun Security currently knows that there are two saints stationed there, and we don't know how many are hidden. How many saints does the organization plan to send out to destroy them?"

"Even if they still have hidden saints, they can't have too many. They can only have two or three at most. After all, saints are not cabbages. Even if the organization has studied for so many years and spent a huge amount of money, they still can't.

It’s just a matter of luck that more than 30 saints were cultivated. These saint organizations still have great use and cannot be sent to us.”

Vulcan said with a leisurely look.

Rain God narrowed his eyes and almost laughed angrily: "They don't even send saints to us, and they expect us to destroy Qingyun Security. Doesn't the organization think too highly of us?"

Fengshen also snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction. He had seen how difficult Ding Ning was, but he did not think that Qingyun Security, a powerful organization, could be eliminated without the saint taking action.

Vulcan said confidently: "This warrior conference will suppress the realm of cultivation. For us, it is the best opportunity to eliminate them."

The Rain God's delicate body trembled, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said excitedly: "Yeah, why didn't I expect that under the condition of limiting the cultivation level, our beast warriors can go crazy and display several times their combat power?

Even a saint, after his cultivation is suppressed, cannot be an opponent of a mad beast warrior at the same level."

"This is a good idea, but the question is, will these saints participate in the Warriors Conference?"

Although Fengshen was also very excited, he still calmly expressed his doubts.

"Don't worry, if their saints don't participate in the competition, then we will kill all the candidates from Qingyun Security and force them to take action."

Vulcan seemed to have a plan, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "Especially that woman named Ling Yun, she is Ding Ning's beloved woman. As long as she is killed by our people, I guarantee that he will send a saint to appear.

To avenge her, he might even be tempted to take action himself, and then, that will be our best chance to kill him."

"Okay, then let's kill Ling Yun first and let him experience the feeling of losing the one he loves."

The Rain God's eyes were dark and filled with overwhelming hatred.

"Perhaps we don't even need to take action, someone will take care of him on our behalf. The Holy Medical Sect, Holy Sword Villa and the Holy Women Clan all seem to have issues with him, so we can consider making a fuss in this regard."

The wind god was cunning and cunning, and said with a ferocious smile.

"Yes, it is in the best interest of the organization not to expose the berserk warriors. Let's see the situation first. If the three holy sects can take this breath, we will send out the berserker warriors again."
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