Chapter five hundred and seventy seventh stealing divine power(2/2)
The great Asura said in shock. The goddess in the bottle was indeed crazy, but now he felt that Yang Ji was even crazier than her.
"With our strength, it is impossible to take down the Barbarian Spirit God and this tribe. Don't you think that if she can replace the Barbarian Spirit God, wouldn't this be the best opportunity?"
Yang Jidao.
"But you must also have this ability! A ninth-level martial master! In the past, I could help you. But now, do you think this is possible?"
As Asura spoke, he also motioned to Yang Ji to look at the numerous great martial arts sects in the temple. He could feel a weak fluctuation of divine power in the great martial arts sects of these barbarians.
It is abnormal for a barbarian tribe to have so many great martial arts sects. There is no doubt that the Barbarian Spirit God definitely contributed in this process of becoming powerful.
There is no doubt that once the two of them really make some moves, they will have to face more than just a barbarian god. Although Yang Ji has a high level of cultivation and has obtained the title of Wu Jieyuan in the martial arts examination, but facing a god and
There will definitely not be a good end for such a large number of barbarian warriors.
"I can help you!"
Once again, an idea came from the Najie bottle that shocked the two of them. The goddess's idea was like a glacier, without any emotion or fluctuation, but her meaning was expressed clearly.
"How to help?"
Yang Jidao.
The Great Asura has shrunk up. He is instinctively afraid of the person in the bottle. The only one who can come forward at this time is Yang Ji.
"I can suppress the fluctuations of its divine power. I just need you to put it into its belly without interference."
The goddess' thoughts are still cold and ruthless, but her thinking is also clear and her purpose is clear.
"Then what?"
Yang Ji asked.
"Then I won't need your help."
After the goddess sent this idea, she cut off Yang Ji's consciousness connection, and the Najie bottle became dead silent without any movement.
Faced with the power of the goddess, even the queen bee chose to hibernate. There was deathly silence in the entire hive.
The three rounds of detours ended quickly, and Yang Ji left the altar without disturbing anyone.
There are tens of thousands of believers in the barbarian tribe, and there are mosquitoes on the outside. Apparently, even the Barbarian Spirit God did not expect that there was a person lurking under his nose.
At night, the barbarian tribe was heavily guarded, with barbarian warriors everywhere, and the entire tribe was dead silent.
"Buzz!"
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Chapter completed!