I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Boom!

A drum sounded, awakening Miyamoto Tadanobu in horror.

He looked at the bandstand in horror.

In front of the microphone, a man wearing a face mask stood proudly.

Around him, it was as quiet as night, and it was pitch black.

The cat in his arms has already jumped to the table.

The black kitten stretches out.

The pyramid is reflected in the twinkling stage lights.

The black pharaoh held his scepter high.

A blood moon hangs over the dance floor.

The entire dance floor has been shrouded in invisible power.

Miyamoto Tadanobu swallowed his saliva, and then he saw the man wearing the face mask slightly raise his hand.

In the spiritual sense, Miyamoto Tadanobu felt that the spiritual energy was flowing quietly beside him like a gurgling stream.

It seems that since ancient times, psionic energy is the stream flowing beside him.

The black kitten on the table, in the vagueness, has an illusory figure.

In a trance, Miyamoto Tadanobu seemed to see an extremely charming goddess lying on the table.

His long black hair wrapped around his perfect and charming body.

The agate-like pupils looked at his master quietly.

Like a real pet cat.

Eagerly waiting for the master's teasing or orders.

"Who is he?" Miyamoto Tadanobu asked.

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The drums still reverberated in my ears.

Ling Ping has gone crazy!

In his eyes, the world has become meaningless. To him, heaven and earth are like a paper boat floating in the waves of the endless dark ocean, which may capsize at any time.

At this moment, he was arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant, to the extreme.

So, everything that was once suppressed and ignored, spewed out like magma.

Make him unable to restrain himself, unable to extricate himself!

He looked at the crowd on the dance floor, glanced at the band on the bandstand, weeping for the prospect of listening to his great performance, so excited that his body was swaying.

In the vagueness, Lingping has a clear understanding.

"These humble worms, the worms that live and die, I'm afraid they can't hear the great joy I create!"

Great joy is the joy of the universe.

It is the joy of heaven, the voice of earth!

Tonghe with heaven and earth describes the natural avenue of the universe.

Such great joy cannot be heard by unqualified creatures.

Can't even hear the lingering sound!

Listen to death!

so……

"I'll compose a little song!"

Although I don't quite understand why, Ling Ping still follows his own heart.

He slowly closed his eyes.

His hand gently stroked the drum in front of him.

With his touch, a piece of worm-like thing drilled into the drum body from all directions.

As a result, this ordinary cowhide drum slowly became old.

The years have left dappled traces on it.

History is in it, engraving the imprint of the times.

Indistinctly, within the body of the drum, there seems to be ten days in the sky, scorching the earth.

Indistinctly, within the drum body, came the roar of the rolling flood.

In the vagueness, there seems to be an eternally hovering bird, hovering above the blue waves of the East China Sea, day and night, day and night.

In the end, all the voices and figures were gone.

Only mottled marks and dust were left on the drum.

And these traces and dust were wiped away by Lingping and fell down bit by bit.

So, this drum has a new look!

A brand new drum.

The cowhide is covered with the drum body, it is blue, and in the blue, there is a faint blue lightning flashing.

Kui Niu Drum!

Then, he opened his eyes.

There was no emotion in his eyes, and the whole person fell into extreme madness.

At this moment, Ling Ping knew that he was omnipotent.

There is nothing he can't do!

The people in front of him saw that on the bandstand, the eyes of the person wearing the face mask suddenly burst into flames.

Stripes of golden fire overflowed from his eyes.

Like a solar flare!

And in his hand, in the blue leather drum, a blue electric current is flowing.

boom!

He tapped the drum head lightly.

Thunder light surged from it, and blossoming electric flowers bloomed.

This thunder light not only surged from the drum body.

It also exploded from the sky above.

Boom!

It's thundering!

…………………………

Li Shouyi suddenly opened his eyes.

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling above him.

Boom!

In the sky, thunder exploded.

Li Shouyi patted a handrail beside him lightly, and the basement where he was closed was instantly opened.

He jumped lightly, jumped up from the basement, and after a short while, the whole person had already landed on a hill.

He looked up to the sky.

Rolling dark clouds have smoldered.

The sound of thunder came from the dark clouds.

Boom!

Lightning tore the sky.

Endless thunder light blooms in the sky, illuminating the dark world.

Li Shouyi took a deep breath.

"What happened?" He frowned.

This thunderstorm is so unusual!

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"Imperial Metropolis Meteorological Observatory, an emergency notification. Affected by strong convective weather, there may be heavy rainstorms and thunderstorms throughout the entire Imperial Capital tonight... Please stay at home and try not to go out!"

Ang Lee listened to the warning from the radio.

She raised her head and looked at Chu Weiwei who was beside her.

"What's the situation?" Li Anan asked.

Chu shook his head slightly, but his face was extremely worried.

In the palm of her hand, the mark from the Rain Master is shining.

She knew that the imperial capital tonight might not be able to calm down.

……………………………………

He Rourou looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds rolled, thunder rumbled, and electric lights bloomed in the clouds.

On her forehead, an emblem faintly flashed.

"It's the master!" She said extremely enthusiastically: "It's the master!"

Her body instantly heated up.

So, she directly parked her car in a corner of the street.

She is going to find her master!

This is her mission and her destiny!

…………………………

Boom!

Thunder exploded in the sky overhead.

In the Luming Hall, the lights began to flicker and flicker.

Boundless psionic coercion, from all directions, poured into and out of the entire Luming Hall.

The stronger the strength, the deeper the feeling.

Ordinary staff members just feel cold and panic in their hearts.

But the supernatural beings are already trembling.

Their spiritual senses felt real terror.

The flesh and blood of the body seems to have given birth to its own will, squirming bit by bit.

In the soul, there is great terror.

Countless crazy twisted thoughts kept emerging.

Everyone is desperately defending, sticking to reason.

Everyone knows that when the mind collapses.

They must be crazy!

Moreover, it will be twisted into an ignorant monster, a mindless beast.

Ludvik was the one who felt the deepest among them.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

The crazy thoughts in my heart are surging wave after wave.

He clasped his hands tightly, holding on to his reason.

"Who is it?" he thought.

suddenly...

"His Royal Highness..." Ludvik heard someone behind him ask nervously, "What's the matter with you?"

In the aftermath of his eyes, he saw a beautiful and lovely girl, supporting the Fusang Princess, and asking intimately.

That's a fox girl!

Fuso Fox Girl!

but……

How is she not affected?

Ludwick couldn't understand.

Everyone in the entire Luming Hall was restrained by the terrifying psionic coercion.

But what happened to this Fuso Fox Girl?

The mere major is like a normal person!

However……

Ludwick had no time to think about it.

Because of that drum sound, it sounded again.

This time, the drum is no longer a single sound.

but continuous!

dong dong dong!

Drums rumble.

Boom!

The sky above my head is thundering!

………………………………

Lingping beat the drum.

Bang bang bang!

The drum body was beaten up and down.

dong dong dong!

Drums rumble!

He was immersed in the paradise of music, the desire to create.

In his mind, countless thoughts came and went one after another.

Everything about music doesn't need to be learned or taught, he seems to understand it by nature.

Melody, beat...

Duo Lai Mi sent Xi...

Palace, business, angle, sign, feather.

but……

He beat the drum and said frivolously, "Am I someone who needs melody, rhythm, and rhythm?"

Melody, rhythm, and rhythm are the rules of mortal music.

He does not need it.

He only needs to take a random shot, and he can create the world's wonderful music, the world's great music!

Therefore, his creation is actually just a few blind shots.

Rhythm? melody? temperament?

unnecessary!

A real genius, if you beat it casually, it is a song, and if you play it randomly, it is the rhythm.

Because genius is the creator, the creator.

I say 1+1 equals 3, then it never equals 2.

1+1 equals 2, that's because I called it equal to 2!

So, he slapped with great joy and played with great joy.

The audience under the stage, in the drumbeat, followed his rhythm, slowly shaking their bodies.

Even his cat was following the beat, swaying slowly.

Indistinctly, the kitten on the table seemed to have turned into a girl with nothing but long black hair wrapped around her fair and plump body.

A pair of eyes like agate stones surging like water.

Ling Ping felt it, and her emotions became more and more excited.

Cao Amo said: Fortunately, I even sang to express my will!

He is also eager to try.

So, whisper softly.

"At the beginning of the ancient times, who preached..."

"It's me!" He raised his head and answered with great determination

"The upper and lower are not in shape, why should you test it..."

"I know!" he replied softly.

dong dong dong!

The drum beat inexplicably matched his low voice.

And his voice, though murmured.

But it is very clear that echoing on the dance floor, even if there is a rumbling thunder above the sky, it cannot be concealed.

The people on the dance floor, listening to the sound of the drums, raised their heads one by one in this low voice.

Everyone's eyes were dark.

There were smiles on their faces.

a happy expression.

It seems to hear the most beautiful sound in the world, and it seems to feel the most extreme warmth in the world.

but……

This smile is very strange.

Inside their skin, there seems to be something slowly creeping.

Slowly squirming under a smile.

In the corridor upstairs, Miyamoto Tadanobu had already knelt down.

The sound of the drums echoed in his ears, and the low-pitched singing and answers, accompanied by the sound of the drums, entered his heart.

In his eye socket, a long thin line broke free from it and grew out of the dark eye socket.

The gurgling blood is slowly surging.

Black resentment surged from his flesh.

"Chao Wendao..." Miyamoto Tadanobu maintained a happy and bright smile, he knelt on the ground, his eyes full of madness: "Xi is dead!"

At this moment, he felt that he was extremely honored and extremely lucky.

The humble dust, the tiny scorpion, can actually hear such a drumbeat and such a great chant in the lifetime.

Even if he dies immediately, his soul will be closed to the ground under Huangquan!

…………………………

dong dong dong...

dong dong dong...

There is no rhythm, no rhythm of the drums, rolling in from all directions.

The thunder in the sky continued to explode.

Thunderstorms ripped apart the sky.

Li Shouyi raised his head and looked into the depths of the sky.

He could sense that something was flying towards the earth at high speed from the thunderstorm.

finally!

He felt that.

A big mountain!

A mountain that stretches for hundreds of miles!

Countless mountain peaks, all collapsed mountains!

The mountains where the endless valleys have dried up!

Between the peaks, there are corpses everywhere.

Inside and outside the valley, no grass grows.

In the depths of this mountain, the core of the leylines.

An ancient fairy, lying quietly in the middle of the broken mountain.

His fairy body has been beaten to pieces.

His divine soul was completely shattered by some terrifying power.

Immortal blood is like a spring, and so far, it has been gushing out from the wounds one by one.

Vaguely, Li Shouyi heard the elegy and lament in the mountains.

"The hill of Kunlun is actually the capital under the emperor, and the god Lu Wu is under the control. Its god looks like a tiger with nine tails, a human face and tiger claws; it is a god, the nine divisions of heaven and the emperor's confinement time... "

Li Shouyi looked up at the mountain in the depths of the thunderstorm, which was hitting at high speed.

Hear the whispers among the mountains.

The mourning dirges and sighs.

In a trance, Li Shouyi seemed to see a hazy picture.

Standing in the sky, with a tiger body and nine tails, a human face and tiger claws, the fairy goddess fights with people in the sky above the mountains.

Space is crumbling, the world is whimpering.

Even in death, this immortal god is still protecting the mountains below him.

However……

When He fell from the sky, divine blood spurted out and scattered over the mountains.

His enemies have not spared the mountains that he swore to defend to the death.

Mountain peaks were shattered and leylines were torn apart.

Plants, trees, birds and beasts were all slaughtered.

No chickens and dogs, no grass.

Even so, his enemies were still uneasy, afraid of his resurrection.

He simply pulled up these mountains from the heaven and earth and threw them into the endless turbulent flow of time and space.

Li Shouyi felt these pictures, and his brows were furrowed.

The mountains that Inna traveled through in the thunderstorm were passing through the thunderstorm.

This thunderstorm, far from being its hindrance, has become its path.

A road to the world.

dong dong dong!

Drums a little.

Boom!

Thunder bursts.

The blue thunder light tore apart the dark clouds and illuminated the world.

In the thunder light, the mountains with long trails, like meteors, fell to the northwest.

The target is Kunlun Mountain!

Li Shouyi looked at it, the mountains flashing in the thunder.

"After tonight..." he sighed: "The world will be transformed!"

He knew that the myth invasion had intensified!