After entering the space two or three times, he found that the concept of time in the space has returned to the past, which was almost four days and a year. Only then did Jian Heng feel relieved to fly outside for a few days.

Jian Heng was so happy that he was happy, but the space evolved into storm. In the words of the ruling layers of various continents in all spaces, the mortal world ushered in a major change, just because many of them thought that the person who would never appear again suddenly appeared.

In the center of the mortal kingdom, in the center of Paris, an old man in triumph paved with white stone slabs, raised his head and looked at the sky with his dim old eyes, motionless like a statue.

Not only is the name of this kingdom named by the old man, but even the city and square are named by the old man against the crowd. The old man knew that he was paying homage to his mother, a woman born in another world called France.

"Here, we're finally here!" When the old man saw a few gray dots in the air, he couldn't help but murmur.

The middle-aged man standing next to the old man said to the old man: "Old ancestor, is he really as powerful as the legendary one?"

The old man turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man. A terrifying light suddenly burst out from his dim old eyes: "Do you think you are smart, do you think you can play everyone in your palms? In front of absolute power, all those who want to play tricks and those who are playing tricks are just jumping clowns. You, me, and everyone in the mortal world are jumping clowns! Including those so-called gods!"

Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!

The old man finished speaking excitedly and immediately burst into coughing. The middle-aged man immediately stretched out his hand and gently patted the old man on the back.

"Is there any news from that old guy?" The old man calmed his breath, raised his hand, waved it in the air. The middle-aged man immediately stopped and continued to stand beside the old man with his hands.

"The old ancestor Wei just heard the news that we have been doing things, so what's there to be afraid of?"

"That's right, that's right! He still understood that we've done everything, what's there to be afraid of?" The old man reached out and pulled the snow-white martened fur on his body. When his eyes touched the martened fur, he frowned slightly, and immediately shook his shoulders and took off the martened fur from his shoulders.

"Go, change me a cloth jacket!" said the old man.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and the old man shouted again: "Didn't you hear it?"

A young man behind the middle-aged man immediately said, "You are the ancestor of all the kings, the noblest king of several kingdoms, this..."

The old man sighed, looked up at the gray spots that were getting closer and closer, and said softly: "If you want to go, go quickly! Who dares to talk about honor in front of others, and who dares to say that they are the king of this world? All of us are just slaves! It's just divided into those who are qualified to be slaves and those who are not qualified to be slaves."

Everyone present suddenly showed dissatisfaction when they heard the word "slave".

The old man just turned his head and glanced at everyone: "What's wrong? I'm not convinced. Your ancestor, I only drank a few bowls of water from the holy realm and lived through thirty or fifty generations. Do you think you can still maintain your ridiculous royal power in front of others? You!"

The old man stretched out his dry hand and pointed at everyone around him: "And you, from now on, you must understand who is the master here! If you don't understand, look at the fate of the arrogant Negro. The entire kingdom was stepped onto the ground overnight. This is the wrath of the God King, and there is no way to hide or escape. The so-called Dark God King, although he is close at hand, can only shrank his mind and watch! He shouted where the arrogance of the main temple was gone? I'm afraid he's already scared to pee his pants."

Speaking of this, the voice was raised: "He told everyone, including those so-called Gods, all those with little thoughts, that's the end!"

The old man's hunched back straightened up again, looking up at the giant white crane in the sky, getting closer and closer, so close that he could even see the face of the warrior riding on him.

With a few sounds of cranes, five or six cranes flapped their wings and flew to a place about four or five meters above the ground. Several golden-armored warriors jumped down from their cranes' backs.

Everyone's golden armor was shining with golden light in the sun, and everyone present subconsciously narrowed their eyes.

"I've seen the little princess!"

The old man saw the black-haired girl jumping down from her head. She was wearing a half-body golden breastplate, a pink knee-length skirt, holding a golden spear in her hand, and carrying five short-handled javelins on her back, looking heroic.

The old man glanced at me and immediately without hesitation. He reached out and put his hand on his robe and immediately knelt down.

As soon as his knees touched the ground, his forehead was instantly pressed against the cold stone floor. At this moment, the old man knew that the thousand-year-old Weifu had finally entered a stage of heart at this moment, but at the same time, the huge rock that had not fallen in his heart was also put down: He was back after all!

The old man knelt like this and everyone was stunned. He immediately knelt down with some cleverness. Some of them were arrogant. Others had always been kneeling on them, and they had never kneeled down. The so-called nobles of the past were immediately unhappy. In their opinion, their bloodline had been tested for thousands of years and was the most noble, so they stumbled on their necks and looked at the golden armored warrior who was only a few people with contempt.

Bang!

After a light sound, some people kneeling on the ground exclaimed, because in the blink of an eye, all the so-called top nobles of the major kingdoms standing with their necks, and even a few of them were kings and grand dukes. Each had an arrow stuck on his neck.

When a person fell, the feather at the tail of the arrow still trembled lightly.

Thirty meters away, a female archer in golden armor still maintained the posture of holding a bow and placing an arrow, with three arrows in one hand, each arrow was shining with a blue cold light. The eyes of everyone were disdainful and cold. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, they shot not only more than fifty mortal nobles, but also shot a wild dog on the street.

The leading black-haired girl ignored the corpse lying straight down. She had seen such scenes countless times these days. She also understood what the temple warriors wanted, so she did not stop her. She walked to the old man with a smile, threw the golden gun in her hand to the golden armored warrior behind her, squatted down, stretched out her hands and helped the old man up from the ground.

"Hehe, Uncle Jack, have you been in such a good life?" asked the black-haired girl.

The old man didn't even look at the corpses falling around him. His smile appeared on his face as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, which surprised all the mortal nobles who were still kneeling. None of them had ever seen their ancestors have such a smile.

"The little princess is getting more and more beautiful! Is he okay? I haven't missed him for a day in the past few years?" Old Jack smiled and greeted Jian Heng.

After all, the girl had no political experience. She was disgusted by Old Jack's words and said to herself: You miss a ghost, and there is someone on your head, so how comfortable it is to cover the sky with one hand!

Not talking about others, but just talking about the girl who has only said that after these days, she felt that she could no longer be able to live without her current power. Her brothers and sisters who used to be disdainful to her, and mothers, became polite to her.

But what is now not when discussing this: "God of the Father is all right, but when he came, he asked you, saying that you were told how you were doing?"

Old Jack immediately smiled and said, "It's done completely. The master will be happy when he sees it! Little princess, please come inside."

"Call me Wei, the name given to me by Father God, Jian Wei!" Jian Wei was very happy now. She knew that although her father did not like her mother, her father really loved her. Not only did he give her a new name, but he also gave herself the power to surpass others, but he also made herself the God of War according to her own wishes. Therefore, Jian Wei was in a very good mood these days.

The same good intentions also include all the guards of the main temple and the priests of all sizes. After being bullied for more than a thousand years, they finally managed to see the moon clear. Therefore, the killing methods were relatively too cruel during this period. Because Mrs. Cotis acquiesced, Jian Wei didn't have much to say.

In fact, if you talk to Jian Heng, Jian Heng would agree, because Jian Heng knew that nothing can establish authority more than cutting off people's heads. Although it cannot be used frequently, it is time to use it now. On the one hand, it is to shock Xiao Xiao, and on the other hand, it is to let these temple guards and priests who have been frustrated for these years vent their vent.
Chapter completed!