Age of Gods: I'm on the Account of the Ancient Gods

Visibility is only about five meters poor.

But the white-faced owl can see [-] meters away.

Before these people found Zhang Jing, the white-faced owl found them early and informed Zhang Jing.

As for whether Zhu Tianhang and others will have a race like the white-faced owl.

Zhang Jing shook his head decisively.

He knows the race cards on the market very well.

Races that can see at night like the white-faced owl are weaker than races of the same star.

Normal people would not waste this money to buy it at all.

Zhu Tianhang, as a spy trained by Gao Tianyuan since he was a child, must have used every believer's vacancy wisely, striving to maximize his strength.

"Cuckoo."

The quiet white-faced owl suddenly let out a low cry.

Zhang Jing immediately felt its thoughts.

There is a person five hundred meters away in the southeast direction, Mo An.

Zhang Jing immediately approached, cleverly avoiding those low-ranking evil spirits along the way.

Even if some weak and evil things collide, he will deal with them with the fastest speed and the smallest sound.

Soon, he came not far behind Mo An.

Mo An was walking alone.

The only hair that can vaguely distinguish Zhang Jing's direction is in Zhu Tianhang's hands at the moment.

He didn't know Zhang Jing's location, so he could only search for it without a clue.

However, he is also very confident that as long as he does not encounter the siege of two or more low-level evil spirits, he will not be in danger.

"When will it be the end to find it like this?"

Mo An felt helpless.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly hit from behind.

Mo An instinctively felt the threat and resisted subconsciously.

Divine art forms armor, which blocks the back of the heart.

when--!

The sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded.

Before Mo An could breathe a sigh of relief, the hammer hit him hard on the head three times in a row.

Mo An suddenly became dizzy.

He didn't expect that when the opponent attacked his back violently, he still had the strength to attack his head.

"This is magic, who is attacking me?!" Mo An was shocked and retreated continuously.

However, his voice fell into the black mist, like a mud cow into the sea, without any response.

It seemed that the attack just now was just a prank.

Mo An covered his head, struggling to observe everything around him.

"Gu Ju doesn't care about his head, stupid."

A faint voice suddenly sounded from above.

The next moment, a majestic and heavy figure descended from the sky like a giant mountain.

With a puff, Mo An was smashed into the ground.

The bones of Mo An's body seemed to be squashed and trampled, and they made sounds of being overwhelmed.

Mo An screamed even more.

The strength of the opponent's blow was beyond the charts.

"You... are Zhang Jing!"

With the help of a faint light, Mo An, who was covered in blood, could clearly see the opponent's face.

He was shocked, but still forced a smile, "Why did you attack me? We are partners!"

Zhang Jing said in shock, "Sorry, sorry, I thought it was an evil spirit, how did I hit you?"

Mo An let out a long breath.

Fortunately, alright, although they were severely injured, the opponent must have missed and did not see through them.

"Get up, I'll give you a hand." Zhang Jing stretched out his hand with an apologetic expression.

Mo An also stretched out his hand.

The next moment, the halberd pierced through his heart instantly.

Mo An's pupils narrowed and he stared at Zhang Jing.

"From the moment you plan to attack me, you should be ready to be killed by me."

Zhang Jing looked indifferent, and threw Mo An's body far away.

The weak and evil creatures swarmed up and devoured it until it became inhuman.

After the death of the god, the realm of the gods collapses, and the believers will die with it.

On the wooden wall, Mo An's believers were wiped out one after another.

The ancient bears were shocked.

I didn't expect a man of God to die so soon.

Zhang Jing did not regret his decision.

He knew that if Mo An had the absolute upper hand, he would kill him immediately.

This is an order from Gao Tianyuan, they will not sit back and watch a genius like Zhang Jing grow up in Daxia.

The current Great Xia has made it difficult for Gao Tianyuan to sleep and eat, and the twelve main gods are pressing down on Gao Tianyuan and the more than twenty main gods in the Hall of Truth.

If a person with Zhang Jing's qualifications also becomes the main god, I'm afraid that the other four major forces will surrender to Daxia.

After beheading Mo An with a sharp blow, Zhang Jing escaped into the black mist again, looking for Zhu Tianhang and Liu Yi.

Not long after, the white-faced owl made a cooing sound.

Chapter 65 I'm sorry, I don't like the old aunt

"Liu Yi and Ye Feiyang are together?"

After Zhang Jing approached, he smiled strangely.

Both Liu Yi and Zhu Tianhang came here to kill him.

But now he is entangled by Ye Feiyang and cannot escape.

Especially when Zhang Jing heard the conversation between Ye Feiyang and Liu Yi, he couldn't laugh or cry.

This Ye Feiyang obviously took a fancy to Liu Yi, and from time to time he took aim at Liu Yi's cabbage-like chest.

Liu Yi took the trouble, but could only respond with a smirk.

"Leave Liu Yi aside and find Zhu Tianhang first."

Zhang Jing followed the guidance of the white-faced owl.

Not long after, a small hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Zhang Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he threw the halberd subconsciously.

But the halberd was firmly held by the opponent.

"it's me."

A helpless voice came from the mouth of the petite figure.

Zhang Jing took a closer look, it was really Ye Qinghui.

She actually grabbed the halberd that Zhang Jing threw with all his strength with one hand.

There was no wound on the palm.

And this posture seems to be more than enough.

Zhang Jing frowned, "How do you prove that you are Ye Qinghui, ghosts can temporarily disguise themselves as humans."

Ye Qing raised his eyebrows back, "You ask me a question."

Zhang Jing pondered for two seconds, "Do you admit that I am your father?"

When Ye Qing came back, he punched him directly in the waist.

Zhang Jing quickly dodged.

Even so, he was still hit by a fist in the waist.

The pain penetrated deep into his body, and Zhang Jing almost didn't make a sound.

"I know, I know, you are indeed Ye Qinghui."

"How did you find me?" Zhang Jing covered his waist and grinned.

Ye Qing snorted coldly, "I can see at night."

Zhang Jingjing nodded, "Then what do you want from me?"

Ye Qing replied calmly, "I have confirmed that Liu Yi and Zhu Tianhang are spies sent by Gao Tianyuan."

"Liu Yi was entangled by Ye Feiyang and couldn't escape for the time being. Zhu Tianhang hid his strength and you couldn't kill him, so I'll help you."

Zhang Jing was silent for a few seconds, "It seems that the whole process of me killing Mo An was watched by you."

Ye Qing nodded lightly, "It's ruthless and sinister, I like it."