Slaying Gods: Ancestral Witch Agent, Starting with the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique

Sun Wukong, riding on his somersault cloud, flashed and instantly grasped the golden cudgel that was flying backward. With terrifying divine power, he appeared above the opponent's head!

"Take this from my old Sun Wukong's staff!"

Sun Wukong swung his iron rod and smashed it hard against Sariel's head!

Sariel hurriedly dodged, but one of his blood-red wings was shattered by the terrifying divine power swept by the golden cudgel, and he fell as a fallen angel!

Before Sariel could even land, a golden light flashed, and an iron rod appeared where he was about to fall, smashing him back into the sky!

boom! boom! boom!

Streaks of dazzling golden light shot up into the sky and down into the earth, like shooting stars dancing in the air.

Sariel was beaten black and blue, with only one broken wing left, and was slammed to the ground by Sun Wukong's staff.

boom! ! !

Inside the giant pit, Sun Wukong slowly put away his golden cudgel, which was as thick as a pillar of heaven, and looked into the deep pit.

Amidst the smoke and dust, two blood-red crescent blades hurtled towards Sun Wukong from the left and right.

Monkey King caught one of the blood-red moon blades with his bare hands, and with a slight exertion of his five fingers, he instantly shattered the opponent's attack.

Swish!

Sun Wukong flashed and slammed a palm down on Sariel's face, who had just taken off, slamming him heavily into the bottom of the pit.

Countless cracks appeared all around, gurgling out a lot of fiery lava.

This punch sent you crashing straight from heaven to hell!

Sun Wukong grasped Sariel's head, looked at the evil eye, and said coldly, "Even if you resurrect these guys' corpses, without their souls, you won't be able to unleash their full power."

The crimson evil eye kept turning, and finally, with an eerie light, it peered through its fingers at Sun Wukong.

"Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven of the Great Xia Dynasty, is indeed a remarkable figure. I never expected that my meticulously crafted weapon would be defeated by you so easily. Interesting, very interesting..."

These words were not spoken by Sariel, but were transmitted telepathically by the person behind the scenes manipulating the Evil Eye.

"What, you monsters of the Kelvin type only know how to hide your heads and tails? You, the supreme god, are you afraid of a few of us?" Sun Wukong asked, looking at the Evil Eye.

"Hehe, I'd love to fight you, but unfortunately I have more important things to do."

"We'll meet again."

As he spoke, the evil eye suddenly began to swell violently, growing larger and larger!

Chapter 690 The Whereabouts of the Ark of the Covenant

Rumble!

With a deafening roar, two terrifying bolts of lightning collided, tearing the sky apart!

Silver and gray divine lightning intertwined, flashing and roaring!

Yang Jian raised his hand and unleashed a silver divine lightning bolt that instantly shattered Remiel's gray lightning.

The gray lightning bolts appeared behind Yang Jian like ghosts, attacking his soul!

hum! ! !

A flash of silver light appeared, and Yang Jian used the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to withstand the gray lightning targeting his soul.

"Impressive technique. If it weren't for the protection of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, I would have really fallen for your trick."

Remiel's gray wings slowly unfurled, and his intelligent eyes were filled with flashing lightning.

"As expected of Erlang Shen of the Great Xia Dynasty, with just this thunder technique, it's no loss that Indra died at your hands."

Yang Jian gripped his three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly and slowly raised it, aiming it at Remiel.

"Isn't it ridiculous that the angels who govern the souls of the underworld have no souls of their own?"

"Even if you use the bodies of these fallen angels to restore their former power, without a soul, it will all be in vain."

"Respect for the dead is paramount. Aren't you afraid of incurring the wrath of the Seraph Michael by desecrating their corpses like this?"

Remiel sneered, "Heh, so what if Michael comes? I have more cards to play."

"These guests are just a few appetizers I've prepared to welcome you all."

How does it taste?

hum!

The three-pointed double-edged sword cleaved through the sky, transforming into a silver streak that swept towards Remiel with terrifying divine power.

Remiel raised his hand and conjured a lightning barrier, which was cleaved in two by Yang Jian's blade, the terrifying divine power instantly tearing the sky apart!

The angel of the soul was sent flying backward by the terrifying divine power, like a kite with a broken string. It barely managed to keep its balance by flapping its wings frantically.

Yang Jian twirled the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand and said coldly, "The taste is really not good; it has a foul stench of the Krishnamurti."

Swish!

Remiel's entire body began to expand violently, transforming into a churning gray thundercloud.

Within the enormous gray thundercloud, a gray thunder hand unleashed terrifying lightning power, pressing down upon Yang Jian!

A dazzling divine light erupted from Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye, transforming into a silver divine light that instantly pierced through the suppressing thundercloud hand!

The divine light of the Heavenly Eye, still powerful, continued to shoot towards the gray thundercloud in the sky!

The silver divine light shot into the gray thunderclouds and disappeared.

Suddenly, the gray thunderclouds surged, and the silver divine light shot towards Chloe's location!

Swish!

A dagger gleaming with an eerie light flew out, blocking the silver divine light.

Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword fell, cleaving the gray thundercloud in two.

The gray thunderclouds transformed into countless bolts of lightning and slowly dissipated.

Countless eerie red mists emanated from within the thunderclouds.

At the same time, Sariel's scarlet evil eye also exploded, turning into countless red mists that drifted into the air.

Within the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, the body of the Judgement Angel Raguel turned to ashes and vanished.

Amidst the ashes, wisps of red mist drifted into the air.

The three traitors of Heaven joined forces to protect Gu Tianchen and the others behind them, staring warily at the strange red mist.

The red mist gradually coalesced into a phantom half-human figure without facial features, floating in the air.

"Daxia is a very interesting place, but I have more important things to do now."

"Once I'm done with my work, I will definitely visit Da Xia."

"After all, the most beautiful gift in the world is the one I found in Great Xia."

"Gentlemen, we'll meet again someday."

As he spoke, the eerie red mist gradually dissipated and vanished.

The entire kingdom of heaven gradually regained its light and entered twilight.

"Brother Monkey, what was that red mist just now?" Gu Tianchen asked.

"Even I, Old Sun, can't see through it, but judging from its aura, it should be a monster of the Kernel type, and a supreme god at that."

"These angels were pieced together by him using some kind of secret method to regain their former abilities."

“This guy’s methods are tricky; he can bring corpses back to life and turn them into puppets, allowing them to continue fighting using their abilities from when they were alive,” Sun Wukong said slowly.

“No wonder those treants had some zombie attributes; this guy’s methods are somewhat similar to those of the Corpse Ancestors,” Gu Tianchen nodded and said.

"If this guy doesn't come out and confront us head-on, he's definitely up to something bad," Nezha said.

"In any case, let's get out of this troublesome place first," Yang Jian said.

After saying this, Sun Wukong and Nezha both looked at Yang Jian.

"Why are you all staring at me? Do I have words on my face?" Yang Jian asked irritably.

"Where's the tower?" the two asked in unison.

"That tower isn't mine," Yang Jian said irritably.

"Fine, fine, you only send people off but don't pick them up. Are you using me, Old Sun, as a firefighter? When I get back, I'll have a good talk with that old Jade Emperor," Sun Wukong said.

Nezha looked at Gu Tianchen and asked, "How did you get in?"

Gu Tianchen pointed at Chloe and said, "The Holy Maiden of the Western Church, the agent of the Western Holy Lord Yeland, she has the key."

“Um… I’ll only come in, not leave. Besides, aren’t we still supposed to rescue Shen Qingzhu and find the Ark of the Covenant?” Chloe said, scratching her head.

The Celestial Dog shook its head and said, "Don't bother looking, there's no trace of Shen Qingzhu here."

"Impossible! Brother Qingzhu was captured and brought to hell. He must be here!" Wu Quan said excitedly.

The Celestial Hound walked up to Wu Quan and said, "Boy, there is no aura in the entire Three Realms that I cannot track."

"There are only demons and corpses here, and the only living traces are the few of you."

"As a member of Nightfall, I know Shen Qingzhu's aura better than anyone. I can't find his aura in either Heaven or Hell. If you don't believe me, you can find it yourself."

"Hmph, I'll find him myself. I won't go back until I find Brother Qingzhu!"

Wu Quan stubbornly prepared to leave.

The Celestial Hound seemed to have discovered something and looked at Yang Jian.

The three traitors of Heaven simultaneously flashed from that mountain peak into Hell!

"Hurry up and keep up!"

In hell, lava surges and flames soar into the sky.

Nezha, wielding his Fire-Tipped Spear, blocked a furtive figure.

Mammon, one of the seven rulers of hell, represents greed.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I can give you all sorts of rare treasures, mountains of gold and silver are no problem!"