"Look, it's those fallen gods who have really arrived in Genting City."

"Hurry, go back and notify my second brother!"

In a hidden space gap above Genting City, two pairs of sharp big eyes shrank together, staring at the crowd below and screaming, but before they could leave.

Swish! A flash, before the two of them could react, they appeared in front of Yang Feng and others in a blink of an eye. They were two Shura God captains.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't believe it was true.

What's going on?

Why did we suddenly come here?

No feeling at all?

But how could they know that with Yang Feng's current thoughts, the entire universe revolves around him, and just one thought can accomplish anything, including inviting these two spies here.

Although they are hidden in the cracks in the space and are already very hidden, ordinary gods cannot find their existence without careful investigation.

Unfortunately, Yang Feng is no longer a creature of the same dimension as them, so naturally it is impossible for them to be monitored by their Taoist craftsmanship casually.

"Tell me, when did you target this place?

Who sent you here?"

Without even looking at them, Yang Feng just stared at the white silk in the mall suspiciously and murmured.

The two captains did not answer and looked at him very cautiously, but Yang Feng had already fully understood: "Oh, it was your second captain Tang Jian who sent you to sit in me specifically, right?

Now the command of your Shura Judgment Office has fallen into Tang Jian's hands, and the director Tang Hao has gone into seclusion."

How did he know?

The two captains were shocked and incredible.

Yang Feng grinned and asked again: "What's going on with the white silk in this auction house?

Who is dead here?"

Silence, the two of them still didn't say a word, but Yang Feng's originally relaxed smile gradually became sank: "Tang Hao actually attacked a mortal and defeated Huo Yanfeng's soul?

Is he shameless?"

"Who made that boy stubborn and refused to confess?"

"That's right, the director didn't want to kill him, he just searched for his memory.

However, with the powerful soul power of the person, searching for a mortal soul, if the power is slightly uncontrollable, it will easily shatter his soul. This is not intentional."

The two captains hurriedly defended themselves, not because they were afraid of Yang Feng, but to protect their Shura Judgment.

After all, as a noble Shura God and a dignified director, he actually took action to kill a mortal. If this is to be passed to the divine realm, wouldn’t it be a huge joke?

How can lowly creatures like mortals be worthy of their Shura God to take action on their own?

It's like a commander-in-chief of the three armies personally hunting and killing a bear that ran out of the zoo. Isn't this a loss?

Therefore, the death of this mortal can only be said to be caused by the director accidentally, and it must not be intentional.

And this is true. Tang Hao didn't want to kill him, or Tang Hao didn't care about the life or death of a mortal. Tang Hao just put a little force in the process of performing the mission.

However, this force hit Yang Feng's heart.

Boom! Thunder roared, and the fifth gate began to tremble in Yang Feng's mind. The word "anger" appeared with murderous aura, but Yang Feng did not notice it.

At this moment, he just stared at the two of them tightly, his fists tightly, and raised his hands toward the two of them.

The two of them were shocked and quickly pulled out the Shura sword and yelled: "What do you want to do?

We are not vegetarian either!”

"Do this!"

Boom! In just an instant, the green light in Yang Feng's hand suddenly swept across the two of them. Before they could react, they were completely wiped out.

With gloomy eyes, Yang Feng gritted his teeth indignantly: "Tang Hao, you dare to touch my grandson, I will let none of you Shura gods return to the divine realm, hum."

As he said that, Yang Feng had already walked into the store with great strides, and a group of rebels hurriedly followed.

"Stop, who are you?

Do you dare to break into the auction hall?"

The guard at the door watched the group of people coming in a fierce manner and immediately stepped forward to stop them, but Yang Feng raised his hand and pushed it aside: "Get out of the way, the boss doesn't know you yet when he comes back, and I'll fire you tomorrow."

"ah?

boss?

Isn’t the boss dead?”

"No, he will survive!"

He glared at the two of them fiercely, and Yang Feng walked in without pursuing them.

The guards outside the door saw that these vicious gods looked like they were not easy to mess with, but they did not dare to stop them and let them go straight in.

After three minutes, Yang Feng came to the lobby of the store. Huo Yanfeng's mourning hall had already been set up here, and a top-quality red sandalwood coffin was placed in the middle.

Li Xiaolan was wearing a mourning uniform, kneeling in front of the coffin with empty eyes, constantly burning paper money. A familiar figure glanced at her and sighed: "Mrs. Sister-in-law, the dead are gone, you are so sad.

The Huozhou Mu died at home, and none of us wanted to see it, but it is a fact now, and we must accept it.

The key is, what should we do afterwards?”

After walking back and forth for two steps, the person was no one else, but Zhai Lin undoubtedly: "Now the anti-supercreation activities in the Holy Mountain are going on in a prosperous and prosperous continent, but you Yunzhou has no movement at all. Isn't this a counter-tune with the above?

I think you should be aware of the current situation and actively respond to the above policies. This can be considered as leaving a way out for the Huo family, otherwise..." "Otherwise, what will happen?"

Hu Yan Lieyang was furious and glared at him fiercely, cursing: "As long as I, Hu Yan Lieyang, no one can touch a hair in the Huo family."

"Don't speak too much. Didn't the head of the Huo family be killed by someone under your nose?"

With disdainful lips, Zhai Lin sneered: "Uncle Huyan, let's open the skylight and speak loudly. You have your political ideas, and there are also holy mountains.

Now the Holy Mountain wants to force this policy. You have to agree, and you have to agree if you don’t agree, otherwise you will be a stumbling block and you will have to be kicked away.

Don’t think you are very good at fighting. Now there are a bunch of gods stationed on the Holy Mountain.

They can destroy you with just a gentle move of a finger. You are blocking the car with your mantis arm."

Humph! Suddenly, Li Xiaolan smiled, a little crazy: "Aren't you holy mountain anti-superstition? Don't you let the people worship God?

But I am offering a bunch of gods behind my back, don’t you feel sarcastic?

You don’t let the people offer sacrifices to local gods, and even the ancestral halls have been demolished, but they offer sacrifices to a bunch of outside gods. Why do you have the nerve to mention this anti-supercreation policy?

Are you worthy of convincing?”

“So what?

This world is originally a world where only state officials are allowed to set fires and not people are allowed to light lamps.

As long as you have power, you do whatever you want.

Sister-in-law, you should recognize the reality.

Join us and become a party of power. You can worship your ancestors and gods any way you want.

But don’t be as stubborn as your husband, and you will lose your life!"
Chapter completed!