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

Hongyan was stunned at first. She had never heard such an unreasonable request in her life.

However, her master always has some strange requests, and she has become accustomed to it.

hum!

Hongyan's jade-white arm instantly turned gray-black, and the dark red lines on it flowed like magma, sweeping with terrifying force, wanting to slap Gu Tianchen to death with one slap.

Gu Tianchen quickly held Hongyan's dragon claws and said speechlessly, "Mani, I told you to pass it on to me with the Absolute Earth Domain, but I didn't tell you to beat me to death and send me to the underworld to reincarnate!"

Hongyan pouted unhappily. Human language is really hard to understand.

hum!

A dark yellow energy spread out, and Gu Tianchen directly came to a sealing array somewhere in Luofeng Mountain.

A handsome man with white hair and black clothes, surrounded by murderous aura, is waiting for someone.

"Uncle, I'm having a great time killing people. What's so urgent that you have to call me here?" Gu Tianchen asked Hou Qing who was not far away.

Hou Qing looked at Gu Tianchen with an unhappy expression and asked, "What are you doing up there with all that clanging? Don't you know that this is my grave? Why are you rubbing your head against it?"

Gu Tianchen simply recounted the story.

Hou Qing touched his chin and asked seriously, "So, after I settle down, I will become the Egyptian corpse ancestor?"

"Don't worry, uncle. Ying Gou Shizu and Senior Sword Saint, my teacher, have already snatched your grave back from the Egyptian wind god. You don't have to worry about changing your status as a god." Gu Tianchen said with a smile.

"That's fine. Egypt is dry and hot, which is not good for the skin." Hou Qing said seriously.

The corner of Gu Tianchen's mouth twitched slightly. You old man have become a zombie, but you still care about the condition of your skin?

"Uncle, you called me down just for this?"

"Of course not. At that time, Tianzun said that I would be able to break the seal and be released soon. I didn't expect that the one who saved me was an Egyptian god." Hou Qing said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Gu Tianchen looked confused.

"I was just sleeping when I suddenly sensed a powerful curse force flowing through the half dragon vein underground into the destiny of the Great Xia nation."

"Go to Tian Wu Ge and ask for a magic array to transfer the power of the curse to me."

"Once the sealing array that trapped me absorbs the power of the curse, it will naturally be released, and these Egyptian gods will lose more than they gain." Hou Qing said with a smile.

After hearing this, Gu Tianchen gave Hou Qing a thumbs-up and praised him, "Uncle, you're the best! Really great!"

"Hurry up and go!" Hou Qing raised his foot to kick the brat.

Gu Tianchen asked for the energy transfer array from the great wizard Tianwu and began to carve it on Hou Qing's sealing array.

"Uncle, do you have any objection to me drawing a formation on your grave?" Gu Tianchen asked as he carved the formation in his palm.

"It's okay. As long as you can let me out, you can even tear down my grave." Hou Qing said indifferently.

After Gu Tianchen copied the transfer array and injected his mental power into it, he found that he did not transfer the power of Amon's curse from the dragon vein of Daxia.

Gu Tianchen scratched his head. "That's not right. Why is the transfer array not working?"

Hou Qing was also confused. "No way, I haven't seen you for so many years. Could it be that Tian Wu's professional skills are not as good as before?"

No, no, no. Wind God Tian Wu is the most powerful wizard in their witch clan. Carving the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is no problem for him, let alone a small transfer formation?

"show me."

Hou Qing leaned over, looked at the magic circle pattern in Gu Tianchen's palm, and slapped the brat on the back of the head.

"You little bastard, your painting is crooked!"

Fortunately, Hou Qing in front of Gu Tianchen was just a projection and did not cause any substantial harm to him.

Under Hou Qing's inspection, seven or eight errors were corrected before the magic circle was finally modified.

After the modification was completed, Gu Tianchen injected his mental power into the transfer array, and the array began to activate, slowly absorbing the curse power that Amon injected into the Great Xia Dragon Vein.

Hou Qing felt the strong power of the curse and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Thanks to Amon of Egypt for the curse power, my friend 666!"

Gu Tianchen said seriously, "Sun City suffered a huge loss this time. Not only did it fail to reduce the fortune of Daxia, but it also helped my uncle unlock the sealing array."

Hou Qing touched his chin and said, "They have done me such a big favor. It would be a bit disingenuous of me if I didn't express my gratitude."

"How do you intend to express it?"

Hou Qing said seriously: "As the old saying goes, a drop of kindness should be repaid with a fist."

"For such a great favor, it should be no problem to let the Egyptian gods punch them one by one, right?"

Gu Tianchen stretched out his hand and said, "Your vision is too small. It's not enough, far from enough. After all, I am the younger brother of the Queen Mother Hou Tu, and the one who is the most skilled in cursing among the four corpse ancestors."

"He comes to curse our national destiny, so we should curse theirs and demolish Sun City while we're at it, right?"

After hearing this, Hou Qing raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Not too much, not too much at all, you must be very careful."

Seeing the six figures emitting the aura of the human ceiling in the depths of Daxia's national destiny, Amon was stunned at first, then quickly stabilized his emotions.

"Who are you and how come you exist in destiny?" Amon asked with a puzzled look.

"We are part of destiny. It's reasonable for us to exist in destiny, right?" asked a trendy young man wearing a floral shirt, flared pants and frog-shaped sunglasses with a smile.

Amon seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the six figures and asked tentatively, "Are you the souls of the dead?"

"To be precise, we are heroes, the ceiling of humanity's heroes who are sleeping in the destiny of the nation." The man in the Zhongshan suit replied.

"Even if it's a soul, it's impossible to stay in the destiny for so long. How did you do it?" Amon asked curiously.

hum!

The leading young general stretched out his hand and summoned a broken spear, stained with blood and filled with murderous intent!

"Refine your bones and blood into a weapon, fuse your body into the weapon, and you can create a vessel of the spirit and soul. Gather your spirit within, and nurture it in the torrent of national destiny. Fuse yourself with the destiny, and you will become a heroic spirit, guarding the destiny of our Great Xia for eternity!"

The young general's words were sonorous and powerful, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

After hearing this, Amon just stood there in a daze.

Refining bones and blood into weapons, merging the body into the weapon...

How much pain must this be?!

"Mads, you are all crazy!"

The leader of the eight Egyptian gods was also frightened by these six figures and tried to escape.

But before he could use his luck to transfer directly to the Egyptian Sun City, the body formed by his luck seemed to be pulled by something and he couldn't break free.

Only then did Amon realize that the curse power he had injected into the destiny of Daxia was being sucked away by some special magic circle like a long river, and even he himself could not escape the fate of being swallowed!