Wild God starts the game, I rely on incense to prove my truth to the emperor

"What a shame! It would be so nice if it was given to me. But you losers are still losers if you take it!"

Wan Zhuliu's golden body was shaken with momentum, and he exerted force in his hands again, crushing his head.

The other hand grabbed his right arm, which was flashing with lightning.

"You can't play with the wind, and you can't play with thunder...even more!"

The next moment, Wan Zhuliu's arms were also surrounded by lightning.

"Thunder in the Palm!"

The two men's thunder magic intertwined in the sky, and countless thunderbolts fell from the sky, smashing the surroundings into a mess.

at this time.

The Wolf King came upon hearing the news, his whole body shining with golden light, and instantly transformed into his original form.

"Han Xiao'er, how dare you go against Willow God!"

Roar!

With a roar, he instantly bit Han Zhenjun's thighs.

Tear it apart!

For an instant.

The huge golden body, which was ten feet tall, was torn into pieces in mid-air.

The golden body instantly turned into a ray of light and disappeared, and Han Zhenjun's Yin Soul also fell out of it. It was picked up by the Wolf King in his mouth and sent to Wan Zhuliu.

"My Lord, the golden body of this temple has been destroyed, and its vitality has been severely damaged. Without incense and offerings, it will soon perish!"

Wan Zhuliu glanced over and saw that although Han Zhenjun's breath was weak, his Yin spirit was flickering and it seemed that the light was peeling off.

Then he casually asked, "Han Zhenjun, do you admit your guilt?"

"Hehe! Sin, what crime have I committed?" Although Han Zhenjun's voice was low, his tone did not decrease at all.

"Are you really unrepentant?"

Wan Zhuliu raised his hand and grasped it in his palm. A parasitic seed was already ready.

"Successors are kings and losers are bandits. God Liu, I admit I'm not as good as you, but you can never hope to get the incense from my Yi County!"

"is it?"

Wan Zhuliu originally wanted to take action, but now he changed his mind.

"What will you do if I get the incense from Yi County?"

"If you dare to let me go back and get the incense from Yi County, I, Han Zhenjun, will be your slave forever!"

"it is good!"

Wan Zhuliu nodded, and then forced a parasitic seed into the other person's body.

"Don't resist. I will only let you go if you accept this. Otherwise... I will refine it on the spot!"

Upon hearing this, Han Zhenjun, who was originally prepared to resist, immediately accepted this fact silently.

Once a parasitic seed entered his body, Wan Zhuliu let him go.

"I hope you can give me some trouble. I've been really bored lately, Han Zhenjun!"

"Hmph!" Han Zhenjun just snorted coldly and flew away.

Looking at Han Zhenjun's departing figure, he suddenly heard the Heavenly Wolf King say, "Are you going to kill him halfway?"

"Uh..." Wan Zhuliu looked at the Wolf King in surprise. "You're no longer a demon, but the guardian deity of Yi County. Can't you be more open and aboveboard?"

"Oh!"

The Wolf King nodded, "Then I'll kill him openly?"

"..."

There is indeed some gap between humans and monsters.

three days later.

Huaihua Pass.

"Old Palace Master, I advise you to come with us. The provincial government has already abandoned Yi County. After this wave of our provincial guards withdraw, our hope of a counterattack is zero!"

Hearing this, the Xuanqing Palace Master shook his head and said, "My Xuanqing Palace's mountain gate is here, how can I give up so easily?"

After saying that, he jumped up and led the dean and Wan Zhuliu's incense number one puppet to Yi County.

"Palace Master, the rebels have already withdrawn their defenses and relaxed their vigilance. This time when we return to the mountain, we can sneak in quietly and take the opportunity to retrieve the magic weapon and suppress the two True Lords Han and Zhao first!" said the Supervisor Quan Zhiqing.

"Zhiqing, now that things have come to this, why should we continue to fight the rebels?"

Hearing this, Quan Zhiqing was startled, "Could it be that the Palace Master is also preparing to withdraw?"

"In the current situation, the Western Sect and the God-stealing Cult are engaged in a brutal battle. While they appear to be at peace on the surface, they are secretly furious. Otherwise, why do you think Yi County was so easily abandoned?

It's because the God-Thief Cult was too busy to spare any effort, and someone else... intervened!"

"Oh, who is it?"

"Who else in the imperial city would prefer that the Western Sect and the God-stealing Sect suffer mutual losses?" asked the Xuanqing Palace Master.

"It's the one in the harem..."

"Hush! You and I are insignificant, so please don't speak carelessly. In these troubled times, don't get too involved!

We will return to Yi County, take one more look at the mountain gate, take our ancestor away, and retrieve the magic weapon. Then we will leave and retire to the mountains, waiting for the right time to act!"

Hearing the sound, Quan Zhiqing felt it was terrifying.

"Palace Master is a thoughtful person. No wonder you sent the stewards to Luzhou so early. It turns out you've been thinking about retiring for a long time."

"You can choose any path you want, but you must leave a few options for retreat. It's not easy for Xuanqing Palace to develop to this point. We rely on..."

The three figures crossed the Yi County defense line and continued forward. As they approached Xuanqing, the voice of the Xuanqing Palace Master, who was still talking, became smaller and smaller until it became silent.

"Why is the top of the mountain bald?"

"Oh no, Palace Master, our mountain gate is gone!" Quan Zhiqing suddenly discovered the mess on Xuanqing Mountain and was immediately shocked.

puff!

When the Palace Master of Xuanqing Palace saw this scene, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"God damn it, who on earth destroyed my mountain gate?!!!"

As we approached, we saw the collapsed houses and the beams burned by lightning and fire. The entire Taoist temple was almost just a ruin.

"Go and take a look at the treasure that the God Thief has!" The Lord of Xuanqing Palace was shocked and immediately gave another order.

Upon hearing this, Quan Zhiqing immediately ran to the depths of the Taoist temple. He caught a glimpse of the huge collapsed stone tablet and immediately used Taoist magic to clear the dust above it.

After a moment, a large bead appeared, the size of a fist, white, smooth and translucent.

"Luckily, I'm still here, otherwise I really don't know how I'm going to explain this to the God-Thief Cult!"

Quan Zhiqing took the beads, ran back quickly and handed them to the Master of Xuanqing Palace.

After the Master of Xuanqing Palace took it, he immediately felt the magic power in it.

"It's okay! The absorbed incense is still there, but the suppressing power has completely disappeared. Why is that?"

"Impossible! This thing is connected to our ancestors. During the blood sacrifice, this treasure almost merged with our ancestors. The suppressive power disappeared. Unless it was our ancestors..."

Before Quan Zhiqing finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened.

The Xuanqing Palace Master suddenly looked solemn, "Hurry to the Blood Well in the back mountain, something might have happened to our ancestor!"

When it landed on the mountain behind Xuanqing Palace, the original monstrous evil spirit had long since dissipated, leaving only a vast expanse of white fog.

The Master of Xuanqing Palace and the Dean Quan Zhiqing looked at each other, and their hearts skipped a beat at the same time.

"Can you sense the yin energy of our ancestors?"

"No, not even a little bit... No, there seems to be a little bit!"

Quan Zhiqing suddenly caught a glimpse of something unusual and immediately approached the blood well.

"Palace Master, down here, I sense a hint of our ancestors' aura, and also a hint of... the smell of incense!"

The Lord of Xuanqing Palace slowly approached and waved his sleeves, which immediately caused a breeze to rise and a vortex to form at the mouth of the well.

Not long after.

thump!

A black object appeared in front of the two.

"The breath is coming from here!"

Quan Zhiqing pointed.

The Lord of Xuanqing Palace did not speak. He looked up and down at the black body and found many light-colored tree patterns on it, which exuded vitality.

"Could it be that our ancestors'...body-shaping method...is successful?"