Prajna's assassination ability is really not a prank. His father sacrificed his five senses, but it also allowed him to naturally understand the ability to view the soul.

This made him feel as if he had opened his perspective, and could easily shuttle through this stone field, easily find the guards hiding in the dark, and assassinate them one by one.

Having been killed nearly half, the evil god JIO had not noticed someone invading. Instead, a group of unsightly civilians screamed after seeing the dead, allowing the guards to discover the whereabouts of Prajna.

But even this did not work. Apart from the sound of the sirens, Prajna easily cleared the guards one by one.

At this point, the first line of defense at the Evil God headquarters has been broken.

"Let's go quickly, Prajna has cleared people, don't wait for them to react." Risa looked at Tooke still in a daze and immediately urged.

"He was already scared and I smelled..." Yu Xin sniffed.

"Get out! I'm not scared! I'm just deducing the next battle!" Toyo's eyes were bleeding and tears, and he roared angrily.

"What result did it come out?" Risa asked.

"...365 endings, I was blown up..." Fu Jiang shook his head, and his heart was filled with fear.

"...what should we do? Otherwise, let's not go?" Risa said worriedly.

"Hmph, I've already arrived here, how could I go back? I want to see if the so-called evil god's head is stronger than the body?" Fu Jiang snorted coldly, got up and walked towards the stone field.

...

Countless enslaved civilians are fleeing this ghost place in a panic.

The area behind the stone yard is a fired field of warriors.

That's right, it's a huge clay doll similar to the Terracotta Warriors, but its size completely surpasses the Terracotta Warriors. The tallest one is even ten meters, and even ordinary ones are 3 meters.

All the terracotta warriors were hollow, and a group of guards were stuffing civilians tortured and bruised into the treasures that had not been closed, and then sealed and stuffed into a huge furnace.

After calcination, the tortured souls of civilians will become the hub driving the operations of the terracotta warriors.

This is a forbidden technique that is of no use but is extremely evil.

At this time, Zi Yuan had already clenched her fists secretly, hating that she was not only unable to save the civilians, but even sat on her exquisite throne, without knowing that they had suffered a disaster.

The evil terracotta warriors had already walked out of the finished school ground under the command of several black-headed priests, and the gravel on the ground was jumping with one step.

It has to be said that this kind of warrior has no life, no vital, and no manipulator, and is very difficult to deal with.

The only disadvantage is that the speed is too slow, but the super defense and super strength can also make up for this defect.

The best way to deal with this kind of thing is to use some super powerful ninjutsu to smash them, or to open a can with a peerless man like the Fourth Generation Thunder Shadow.

Fujiang's current strength and mechanical iron arm may also have the ability to open jars, but now he is like an old dog who is dying, with no fighting spirit at all. He has no interest in opening these earthen jars, just staring blankly at the terrain of warriors in front of him.

Prajna is a vicious assassin. Lisa may be able to kick a few of them in black silk, but the hundreds of warriors in front of him may not be able to kick them out even if they have broken legs.

"Brother..." Shi Yuan looked at Fu Jiang and said a little uncomfortable. Anyone who knew his death trailer would become so decadent.

"At this time, he should have a lollipop to cheer up his fighting spirit." Sanwan shook his head, but unfortunately he had come out for too long and had not encountered a big town. All the snacks he could eat were eaten.

"It's okay, I have it! Ha! Happy Fujiang!" Yu Xin made seals with both hands, and a thick long stick pierced from the ground from the ground, hitting Fujiang's bull's eye.

"Ao!!! What are you doing!!!" Fu Jiang said angrily, covering her butt.

"You see, this is not energetic!" Yu Xin blinked.

"I'm very energetic!" Toojiang roared angrily: "I'm just observing the terrain!"

"Terrain? What are you going to do?" Risa said in confusion.

"Isn't this a scroll of "proactive transformation"... I thought I could bury them directly. Maybe someone dig them in a few hundred years, yes! There are Terracotta Warriors here! There must be a great emperor here!" Fujiang took out the scroll that snatched from the four tomb robbers.

"Proactive Transformation": Draw a design diagram on the scroll and inject chakra, the terrain in front will change according to the scroll.

"Yeah? I'll draw!" Yu Xin excitedly grabbed the scroll.

"Go roll! Don't mess around, you will draw a hammer!" Fujiang pulled the scroll open, took out a brush and licked it.

Although I am not from a civil and wooden dog, I can draw two CADs, and it is easy to get started with a simple terrain.

"That's it!"

"You will be responsible for injecting chakra later, I will let you draw it." Toojiang suddenly smirked.

"Okay!" Yu Xinran agreed, lifted the pen and started to doodle.

The terracotta warriors were still stroking forward, and all the obstacles in front of them were shattered like paper.

When you open the scroll, there are also drawings left by the previous owner of the scroll several meters in front of it. Most of them are bridges, houses, shrines, and temples. The painting design is exquisite like a work of art, each size is extremely large and small. You can see that the inventor of this scroll did not want to use this ninja instrument to create killing, but for the people's livelihood.

There are several pairs of drawings that look shoddy at the back, and the technology is obviously a lot worse, so it should not be animated for combat.

Imitating the format of the person in front of him, Fujiang and Yu Xin both lay on the ground and wrote quickly, even Sanwan squeezed his big butt and added a few strokes.

"You guys should hurry up! They are coming soon!" Risa roared nervously at the group of warriors near the eyes.

"Right now! This way... it's almost like digging fifteen meters, right? The highest one is only 20 meters, and a big head is exposed, just like an Easter stone statue." Fujiang nodded with his pen biting his pen.

"It's almost done..." Yu Xin nodded.

"Wait...wait...it's going to be done soon!" Sanmaru said anxiously.

"Okay, OK, stop drawing... Press the handprint!" Fujiang pulled the scroll to Yu Xin.

Yu Xin took the scroll, bit his five fingers, pressed it on the scroll and injected chakra.

Bang!!!

The earth began to shake violently, like a piece of torn bread. A huge gully seemed to be broken open by an invisible giant hand. Hundreds of warriors rolled down the gully along the straight cliff.

The clumsy warriors fell into a crowded area, struggling to get up, but were tripped by their companions, trampling over half of their own people. They obviously have no experience in dealing with this situation, or have no IQ at all. They will only pursue their final instincts and chase and kill all living beings.

At the same time, a giant stone hand as high as 100 meters seemed to tell the injustice of fate, and also seemed to despise the Yellow Spring Sacrifice in the hall, raising a middle finger.

This is the drawing drawn by Yu Xin.

"It's not bad...it can be said to be a wonder." Toojiang praised.

Sanwan painted a statue of a big cat smoking a cigar. As soon as it rose to the ground, it fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

"Wrong!!!" Sanmaru wailed.

"Idiot! Three-dimensional three-dimensional view! If you draw a flat surface, will it just come out with a thin piece?" Fujiang rolled his eyes.

"Ah... is it really complicated?" Sanmaru scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Asin, hurry up and take a picture, close the ground, don't let them crawl out." Fujiang urged.

"So tired... you didn't say you wanted so much chakra..." Yu Xin continued to inject chakra with a frown.

"Hehe... It's strange that such a large-scale earth escape is not enough to cost chakra... After finishing this picture, I'll treat you to two kilograms of sweet potato roast." Toojiang laughed heartily.

"Okay!" Yu Xin was very energetic and continued to inject chakra into the second picture.

In an instant, the ground that had just been torn together seemed to be closed by invisible big hands. The rock walls on both sides squeezed the warriors in the middle, and the sound of crackling porcelain shattering was constantly heard. The tortured souls lost their restraints and wailed and turned into balls of black smoke and rushed out of the cracks.

After a moment, the earth completely closed, and the flat ground seemed to be pressed by a road roller, comparable to that of some people's airports.

Looking at the original large-scale kiln, it seemed to have been smoothed out at this time, leaving only a big hand with a middle finger on it.

"It's really useful..." Fu Jiang sighed slightly as he resisted the scroll. He would not have to worry about having no food to eat when he was a civilian dog in the future, but he was afraid that the sun would be too dark and would be taken to pick cotton as a country of thunder.

"Brother..." Zi Yuan walked to Fu Jiang and wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong with Shi Yuanjiang? Has the prophecy changed?" Toojiang smiled.

"No...that...I want to ask you for something..." Zi Yuan lowered her head.

"Ah... say it, since you call me elder brother, don't be dissatisfied!" Fujiang patted Ziyuan's head.

Zi Yuan finally plucked up the courage and looked at the black fog that was still hovering in the sky: "That... can you help them get rid of it! No matter what, they are my people, and I have no choice but torture like this!"

"Ah... I'm not a monk, it's easy to ask me to slap them to death. This is a matter of saving the dead soul... I can't do it!" Fu Jiang looked at the dead soul who was still extremely aggressive and grabbed his head.

"Is that true..." Zi Yuan felt a little uncomfortable.

"I'm so sorry..." Fu Jiang thought about it and there was no way.

At this moment, a bald head suddenly emerged from the crowd, and he folded his hands and bowed: "Maybe I have a way."

"Ah... who are you?" Fu Jiang opened his mouth wide.

"My name is Dilu. I have been lurking here for a while and have been trying to destroy this evil sect. Unfortunately, I am limited in power and have not been able to succeed." Monk Dilu clasped his hands and shook his head.

"Di Lu!!! Comrade!!!****! I didn't expect that the little ghost country could actually meet two guardian ninjas... Why are you here?" Fu Jiang looked at the prompt of the task completion rate +1 and kindly grabbed Di Lu's hands.

"Uh... please respect yourself..." Di Lu was confused by Fu Jiang and hurriedly tried to pull his hands.

"Ahem... I was excited... Konoha Shizunin Uchiha Toe, I was ordered to find the Twelve Guardians!" Toe, afraid that Di Lu would not admit it, quickly took out the mission scroll.

"..." Di Lu was stunned when he looked at the scroll. He never expected that there was someone else in Konoha who was resisting.

Perhaps out of the honesty of the monk, he did not deny that he was a guardian, and also talked about the experience of everyone after they were separated.

On the night of the attack, he was ordered to cut off the rear. He was alone at a bridge. He turned into a still-moving King of Ming and was the one who was in a way that he was in a way. He was guarded for two days and two nights before he was knocked down.

Then he lost Daming's trace while escaping and fleeing. He also found that he, who was also a guardian, was digging other people's ancestral graves everywhere. He followed the country all the way to the ghost country, intending to persuade him.

But I didn't expect that I met the evil gods here who harmed the village and immediately rescued the villagers, and planned to destroy the evil sect.
To be continued...