"Devil! You are a blasphemous demon!"

The other two martial saints looked at Han Yang with horror in their eyes.

They witnessed Han Yang's "blasphemous" behavior with their own eyes.

The black light in the sea of ​​consciousness of the female warrior saint was clearly the mark left by God Haotian.

But at this time, the mark left by God Haotian was shattered.

This is nothing but blasphemy!

They had ruled this world for countless years under the orders of God Haotian. They had never seen anyone like Han Yang who could defeat Miracle, and their hearts were filled with fear.

Even the Imperial Master couldn't help but clasp his hands and chant the Buddha's name.

"Namo..."

Seeing the incarnation of the god in his heart being destroyed by Han Yang, one can imagine the shock in the heart of the Imperial Master.

Among the miracles preached by the four major temples, God Haotian is an omnipotent and supreme existence.

But at this time, this incarnation of the supreme existence was shattered by an outsider.

Is this still supreme?

The little faith left in the Imperial Master's heart collapsed in an instant.

In the distance, inside the palace.

The emperors of Yuan and Song Dynasties witnessed this scene with their own eyes.

For countless years, let alone the aloof Haotian God, even if he existed like a temple messenger, he was an invincible existence in the Yuan and Song dynasties.

Secular warriors who have cultivated to the highest level are nothing more than martial ancestors.

There seems to be some restriction that prevents them from advancing to a higher level.

Only temple envoys can receive the gift from God Haotian and be promoted to Martial Saint.

God Haotian has mastered the strongest power in this world.

But now, the absolute rule has been broken.

Monk Bajie easily killed the temple messenger and even... shattered the mark left by God Haotian.

Not only that, the emperor of the Yuan and Song Dynasties also discovered a truth that made him shudder.

The truth about forbidden weapons!

The four major temples of Haotian God have always prohibited mortal warriors from possessing forbidden weapons.

He couldn't restrain his curiosity, so he secretly collected one.

Unexpectedly, after Han Yang killed the temple messenger today, a forbidden weapon burst out of the temple messenger's body!

It was declared by the four major temples to be a forbidden weapon, an evil weapon, and a blasphemous object!

Now the temple messenger is refining it.

even……

The Emperor of the Yuan and Song Dynasties recalled the scene where Han Yang's realm rapidly improved after refining the forbidden weapon.

Could the forbidden weapon be the secret to advancing to a higher realm?

God Haotian, with his big lie, cut off the ordinary warrior's path to promotion to the Martial Saint.

He denigrates the forbidden weapons that can be promoted to higher realms as evil objects!

Such deception made the emperors of Yuan and Song Dynasties feel very anxious.

As the ruler of the Yuan and Song dynasties, he did not have much faith in Haotian God.

Imperial power and royal power have always been in conflict.

Now, the secrets Han Yang unintentionally dug up made him question Haotian God.

so……

In fact, the national master was not bewitched by external evil spirits, but discovered the truth about Haotian God's belief.

boom!

boom!

The emperor of Yuan and Song Dynasty found that his heartbeat was speeding up.

Just when he was lost in thought, the two remaining temple messengers, the strong martial saints, suddenly let out a vicious roar.

"Evil! Your fate will eventually be to fall into hell! Wait, you will not die well!"

"Those who blaspheme will suffer eternal hell!"

The two powerful martial saints let out a shrill roar, and the next moment, their bodies suddenly exploded.

A wave of terror swept across all directions.

To the people on the fourth floor of Shenxu, the Martial Saint was a being comparable to a god.

The terrifying shock wave from their self-destruction was enough to destroy the entire imperial city.

The emperor of Yuan and Song Dynasties turned pale and pale in an instant.

Ordinary people were even more panicked.

Countless people knelt on the ground, silently chanting Haotian God's name and begging for Haotian God's protection.

These humble poor people did not expect that it was the self-destruction of the messenger of God Haotian that brought all the disasters.

As if the end was coming, the entire imperial city of Yuan and Song Dynasties was shrouded in the shadow of death.

Emergency moment……

Han Yang waved and punched.

Yuanci!

boom!

The exploding Yuan Magnetic Divine Power wiped out all the aftermath of the explosion between these two people.

The imperial city of the Yuan and Song dynasties remained unscathed.

Countless ordinary people looked at the law fluctuations that were slowly dissipating in the sky, their eyes filled with confusion.

The messenger of God Haotian, without any regard for their life or death, brazenly launched a self-destruction.

The heretic evil demon that Haotian God said came to save them?

After all, who is righteous and who is evil?

A seed called doubt has taken root and sprouted in the hearts of many people.

Han Yang put a hand on the Imperial Master's shoulder and said calmly: "Let's go, come with me to see the so-called Haotian God!"

The Imperial Master once again couldn't help but clasped his hands together.

The emperor of Yuan and Song Dynasty moved his lips, but in the end he said nothing.

He also wanted to follow Han Yang and meet God Haotian.

But after all, he is not a national master without worries. He can do whatever he wants and do whatever he wants.

He also had a huge country to manage.

Looking at the retreating figures of Han Yang and the Imperial Preceptor, the emperors of Yuan and Song Dynasties felt envious of the Imperial Preceptor.

The National Master once said that he might rather not know the truth.

But the Imperial Master was wrong.

He wants to know the truth!

Willing to know the truth.

Otherwise, he would not have hidden the forbidden weapon secretly in the first place.

It's a pity...after all, the important responsibility lies with you.

…

Imperial City, above the streets.

The little monk, who was alone and seemed a little helpless, looked in the distance in the direction where "Master" left, clasped his hands and chanted the name of the Buddha.

He had a vague premonition in his heart that this separation would last forever.

I will never see my master again.

Perhaps, the person who woke up that day was not Master.

Otherwise, the master suddenly has such strength that he can even kill the temple messenger. Why not immediately run to him and brag to him?

"Namo..."

The young monk staggered towards the outside of the imperial city.

He wants to go home.

I also miss the ruined temple that belongs to me and my master.

…

The Kingdom of Yuan and Song dynasties, the temple.

The yellow-robed priest looked at the broken destiny talisman in front of him, and the look of compassion flashed in his eyes.

Before he could be sad for too long, an angry roar suddenly came from his ears.

Click!

The statue of Haotian God in front of him suddenly shattered.

A terrifying aura spread out from the statue.

"Monk Bajie is an external evil demon who committed blasphemous acts. All temples must go all out to kill him!"

The oracle belonging to God Haotian clearly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness of the yellow-robed priest.

With the strength of the soul of the yellow-robed priest, he simply could not withstand such an impact. His mouth and nose suddenly started to bleed, and he looked miserable.

His eyes were filled with horror.

God Haotian has always been quiet, indifferent, and mysterious.

But at this time, God Haotian was like a furious barbarian, wanting to punish the blasphemer.

He had never seen such an angry God Haotian.

When the oracle disappeared from the sea of ​​consciousness, the consciousness of the yellow-robed priest slowly recovered.

He glanced at the broken statue of Haotian God with a complicated expression, and then stood up from the futon.

"priest!"

"Master Priest!"

Seeing the yellow-robed priest standing up, the temple envoys outside the temple bowed and saluted.

Facing the respectful eyes of everyone, the yellow-robed priest coldly preached the oracle of God Haotian.

"Monk Bajie is an external evil demon who commits blasphemous acts. Haotian God oracle orders our temple to go all out to kill him!"

The oracle's words immediately made the whole temple agitated.

The previous martial saints failed to kill that evil heretic?

"Follow the oracle and kill the demon monk!"

All the martial saints saluted together, and the evil energy shook the temple.