Heavenly War God

The white bone whip stuck to Shen Yih's body suddenly rose into the air and lashed at the High Priest.    

The High Priest hurriedly parried the attack, but the white bone whip ignored him. Its speed was so fast that only the shadow of the white bone whip could be seen.    

In the blink of an eye, the High Priest was whipped until he was no longer human. His body was like a deflated balloon, slowly withering away.    

Shen Yih stood by the side and watched, laughing loudly.    

Nian Zhengyang finally heaved a sigh of relief and mocked. "The inflatable child has encountered a nail, haha!"    

No one present, no one present, had the ability to stop the White Bone Whip.    

Although Shen Yih saw everything in front of him, he still paid attention to the High Lord.    

Although he still wasn't able to understand the High Lord's cultivation, he could feel the fear in the High Lord's heart.    

At the same time, he was also very surprised. Logically speaking, the status of the Asura Race High Priest in the Asura Race wasn't low. He could be considered the left and right hands of the Asura Race High Lord.    

Now that this hand was about to be cut off by Shen Yih, as the leader of the High Lords, it was time for him to act.    

As long as he made his move, Shen Yih would be able to find out what kind of ability he had.    

The white bone whip in Shen Yih's hand had turned into a killing weapon. The High Priest howled like a pig being slaughtered, stimulating the hearts of everyone in the Asura Race.    

Finally, the High Priest's primordial spirit was struck out. At this time, the white bone whip did not stop, continuing to lash the High Priest's primordial spirit.    

Not long after, The high priest's primordial spirit was also shattered by the white bone whip, truly dissipating.    

Shen Yih took advantage of the fact that everyone was looking at the high priest and moved immediately.    

The net that wrapped around Shen Yih's body instantly turned into ashes.    

The cultivation of the Asura Race was too far away. Shen Yih didn't even have time to react when he rushed towards the Sovereign Lord.    

In the blink of an eye, Shen Yih had arrived below the jade steps of the main hall.    

However, Shen Yih suddenly felt a powerful pressure.    

This pressure was extremely familiar to him.    

Shen Yih immediately felt upset and stopped in his tracks. He held his breath and started to regulate his breathing.    

He didn't expect that this Exalt actually had such powerful magic power.    

It was just that since the High Lord had such a powerful cultivation, why didn't he save the High Priest just now?    

Shen Yih became more and more confused. After breathing smoothly, the Asura underlings finally reacted.    

They shouted and charged at Shen Yih.    

Shen Yih was not in a hurry. He lightly pointed his finger and the net on Luo Jinhan and Nian Zhengyang instantly fell.    

Only now did Luo Jinhan and Nian Zhengyang understand that Shen Yih had been pretending to be crazy. No wonder he could still remain so calm even when facing a catastrophe.    

Luo Jinhan and Nian Zhengyang resumed their operations and immediately joined the battle.    

However, these underlings were all unable to withstand a single blow. In the blink of an eye, they were mostly killed by Luo Jinhan and Nian Zhengyang.    

Only when there were only five people left in the hall did the Exalt reveal a flustered expression this time.    

Only now did Shen Yih recall where this familiar feeling came from.    

Recalling the past, Shen Yih was incomparably furious and shouted: "Thoughtless, do you think a mere barrier can trap me, Shen Yih?"    

Although Shen Yih was furious, when he thought about the relationship between the Sovereign Lord and Thoughtless, he restrained his mind. With a bone-piercing move, he easily broke through the barrier in front of him.    

In an instant, Shen Yih felt as if he had suddenly become enlightened.    

The cultivation of the High Lord in front of him was also completely exposed under Shen Yih's eyes.    

This High Lord was probably another puppet.    

The reason why Shen Yih couldn't detect the cultivation of a High Lord in front of him wasn't because of how amazing this High Lord was. It was entirely because of the Thoughtless Barrier.    

After thinking this through, Shen Yih easily controlled the High Lord. At the same time, Nian Zhengyang also controlled the butler of the eight noble families.    

Luo Jinhan turned his palm and caught all of them in one move. He also easily took control of the butler.    

Awesome. In this hall, he was extremely aggrieved. It was finally his turn to go on stage.    

"Do you want to have a taste of the pain that the High Priest suffered just now, or do you want to tell us the truth honestly?"    

Shen Yih's eyes were unprecedentedly cold. He had never thought that there would be clues about Thoughtless here.    

He had been tracking for so long, and all he wanted was to find traces of Thoughtless. However, for some reason, Thoughtless seemed to have disappeared into thin air. There was no information about him at all.    

The High Lord was already trembling in fear. How could he still have the same expression as before?    

Nian Zhengyang only wanted to hack this High Lord apart with a saber. It was just that the Fishmen Clan's secret recipe was still in this person's hands.    

Suppressing his anger, he fiercely said, "Speak. Who are you? Where is our Fishmen Clan's Purification Scripture?"    

Although Luo Jinhan only wanted revenge, seeing that the Exalt already had no strength to retaliate, he was not in a hurry either.    

The Exalt looked at Nian Zhengyang, trembling, and said, "Warrior. I. . . I. . . I. . . "    

" What the f * ck am I, I'll smash you to death with a brick! " Nian Zhengyang looked at the arrogant High Lord and suddenly felt incomparably satisfied.    

After waiting for so long, he could finally get what he wanted today.    

The High Lord trembled in fear. He said in a trembling voice, "Warrior, I am the. . . High Lord of the Asura Race!"    

Luo Jinhan kicked the High Lord and said, "Bullsh * t High Lord, are you still pretending to be great in front of us?"    

As he spoke, he kicked a few more times.    

The Exalts did not dare to resist at all and continued with what they had just said, saying everything he knew.    

It turned out that this puppet really was an Asura Race High Lord.    

In the past, the Asura Race had seized the Purification Scripture from the hands of the Fishmen Race.    

The Asura Race's High Lord was incomparably happy. He understood the significance of the Purification Scripture to the Asura Race.    

As long as the Asura Race used the Purification Scripture, the Asura Race's natural flaws would be replenished.    

At that time, the Asura Race would have no weaknesses. It was only a matter of time before they unified the world.    

However, the heavens were unpredictable. Before the Asura Race could warm up the Purification Scripture and even leave behind a handwritten copy, the Purification Scripture had already been snatched away.    

The person who had stolen the Purification Scripture was even taller than all of the Asura Race's cultivations combined.    

The Asura Race had no ability to resist this person at all.    

This also solved the mystery in Shen Yih's heart.    

Logically speaking, after the Asura Race obtained the Marrow Cleansing Scripture, their strength would definitely increase greatly. It would not be long before they could rule the world.    

But ever since then, the Asura Race had gradually declined. In the end, they had no choice but to hide in this small underground city.    

Nian Zhengyang was not satisfied with this result. He held the neck of the Supremacy and said with red eyes, "You're lying, you're lying!"    

Although he was angry, Nian Zhengyang knew that he did not dare to lie now. From the traces of the Asura Race over the years, he could tell that the Purification Scripture was not in their hands.    

As expected, the High Lord continued, "Warrior, how could I dare lie to you at a time like this? Moreover, if we really obtained your Purification Scripture, how could our Asura Race have declined to this extent? . . . "