Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

clang!

A golden spear chopped down fiercely, directly breaking the bronze spear.

Galan fired a shot, golden light shot out and pierced through all the mummies around him.

"Are you OK?"

Jia Lan supported the exhausted Baili Pangpang.

"Thanks to my sister Lan, I have saved my life..." Fatty Baili showed an expression as if he had survived a disaster.

Jia Lan looked around and asked, "Where is Lin Qiye?"

Baili Pangpang shook his head, "I don't know where Qiye went either."

Jia Lan held Tianque in his hand and protected Baili Pangpang behind him, "Follow me closely, I will lead you to fight!"

When Baili Pangpang heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes again.

……

boom!

Shen Qingzhu rubbed the ring in his hand, and a violent explosion sounded, blowing back all the bronze mummies that were besieging him.

Shen Qingzhu, whose mental strength was almost exhausted, could no longer maintain the air wall. His body tilted and he fell directly from the air.

When he regained his balance and slowly climbed up from the empty street, he discovered that a night watchman, who looked about his age, had been pierced by four or five sharp spears and was stuck in mid-air.

Shen Qingzhu remembered him. He was the member of Team 008 who had a drink and dinner with her last night, Zhao Yang...

He took Zhao Yang's body off the spear and placed it steadily on the open ground.

"Brother, have a good trip..."

After walking a few streets, Shen Qingzhu saw the scene in front of him and his pupils suddenly constricted!

In the middle of the street, An Qingyu and Jiang Er huddled together, their bodies pierced by more than a dozen spears, their blood long since drained...

Shen Qingzhu clenched his fists, blood seeping from between his fingers...

"Want to take revenge?"

A slightly vicissitudes of life voice came from behind Shen Qingzhu.

Shen Qingzhu turned his head and saw that the person behind him was the ninth believer whom he had met once in the Baili family.

Gu Tianchen mentioned that he was a very good undercover agent.

Shen Qingzhu asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

The ninth seat looked at Shen Qingzhu and asked in a deep voice, "Young man, do you have the courage to follow me and kill Yi Yu?"

Shen Qingzhu's eyes were filled with the flame of revenge. The Egyptian Hades had descended, and the mummies were causing chaos. The culprit behind all this was the whisperings of the Ancient God Church!

"go!"

The ninth seat took Shen Qingzhu and flew in one direction.

……

On the top of the tall building, Yi Yulian, with disheveled hair and bloodstains all over his tuxedo, looked extremely disheveled.

"The Egyptian cat goddess is really difficult to deal with. I almost died at her hands..."

He created a nightmare projection and used a trick to temporarily escape Best's pursuit, muttering to himself in fear.

"Master Yiyu, are you okay?"

The ninth seat hurried forward and looked at him with concern.

Yi Yu was nervous at first, but when he saw it was the ninth seat, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So it's you. How are the others?"

The ninth seat's tone was filled with grief and indignation.

"The first seat was severely injured by Gu Tianchen and his two earth dragons, and his whereabouts are unknown..."

"The third was killed by Lin Qiye, the seventh was killed by the girl in blue Hanfu, and the twelfth was killed by a member of Team 008..."

"Only my subordinates fought their way out at the risk of their lives. Lord Yiyu, our believers have suffered heavy losses this time..."

Yi Yu closed his eyes and felt it carefully. "The soul contract of the first seat has disappeared. He must have died in the battle."

"Of all the believers I worked so hard to build up, you're the only one left..."

The tone of the mumbling was full of sadness.

"Don't worry, Lord Yiyu. As long as you are here, the believers still have hope!" The Ninth Seat said confidently.

Yi Yu looked towards the ninth seat and pondered, "Why..."

"He Lin." The ninth seat added quickly.

"Yes, He Lin, how long have you followed me?" Yi Yu asked.

"Eleven years." The ninth seat answered seriously.

"It's been eleven years, time flies so fast..." Yi Yu sighed.

"Yes, your good days are almost over." The ninth seat said seriously.

"Right... huh?!"

Yi Yu suddenly reacted, looked at the Ninth Seat with a vigilant expression, and asked in a cold voice: "Ninth Seat, what did you just say?"

The ninth seat calmly took out a pixel camera from his pocket, pointed it at the whispering and took a picture.

"I say, your good days are over. This photo will serve as your posthumous portrait."

Yi Yu's eyes turned cold and he threatened, "He Lin! How dare you betray me? Aren't you afraid that I will use the soul contract to wipe you out?!"

The ninth seat smiled slightly, "Haha, things like soul contracts are child's play in front of our president."

"Master President?!" Yi Yu looked at the ninth seat with a bewildered expression, "Aside from the Ancient God Church, are there other organizations in Daxia?"

"Excuse me, we are not in Daxia, but walking in the fog. You, the Ancient God Church, are not even worthy of carrying our shoes."

The ninth seat said with disdain, "The Ancient God Church is talking nonsense. Your death is coming."

"Hmph, even if I'm seriously injured, I'm not something a mere Infinite Realm cultivator like you can contend with."

Yiyu was about to activate Mengqi, but unexpectedly his forbidden ruins seemed to be frozen by something!

The ninth seat shook the pixel camera in his hand and said with a smile:

"This is the trump card our chaplain left me. It can lock you into reality, preventing you from traveling through dreams."

"Without professional skills, I wouldn't take on such a dangerous job."

"Don't forget, I'm a professional assassin."

Yi Yu was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

A black trick bloomed in his hand, deceiving the pixel camera in the ninth seat's hand's ability to freeze reality and dreams.

"Fortunately, I made a deal with the God of Trickster and left behind three tricks. The first trick was to steal the golden mask and use the power within it to summon Osiris, the god of the underworld."

"The second one, combined with the nightmare projection, successfully lured the Egyptian cat god elsewhere, saving him from disaster."

"This third one not only saved my life again, but also uncovered you, the undercover agent who had been hiding for so long."

"Praise the God of Trickery!"

The corners of Yi Yu's mouth rose slightly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent as he looked at the ninth seat.

The Ninth Seat never expected that Yiyu would hook up with Loki and get such a disgusting life-saving method from him.

Fortunately, he didn't let the little guy appear with him, otherwise he would have lost his life in vain.

Boy named Shen, you better hide well!

Just as Yiyu was about to kill the Ninth Seat, a straight knife stabbed at Yiyu's back like a ghost.

puff!

Shen Qingzhu stabbed Yiyu's heart with a knife. Before he could feel happy, Yiyu in front of him had already turned into countless streams of light and dissipated...

Yayu appeared behind Shen Qingzhu and said with a smile, "I've noticed your existence a long time ago. This nightmare projection is the bait to lure you in."

Shen Qingzhu's eyes turned cold, and he turned to look at Yiyu and said coldly: "Yiyu, I will make you pay for your blood debt with blood, and avenge my brothers!"

Yi Yu sneered, "Haha, you're just an ant who just broke through the Sea Realm. How can you avenge your brothers?"

"Take my life!"

After saying that, Shen Qingzhu showed a cold smile, took out the bloody cross from his arms and inserted it fiercely into his heart!