I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Lingpingan shook his head and threw out the messy thoughts in his mind.

Strange to say.

These thoughts were really blown away by him.

The whole person also regained clarity.

This made him quite proud.

"I really am a gentleman!" he thought.

A gentleman restrains himself.

Only a person who can control his desires is a gentleman.

And his self-control ability is undoubtedly very strong.

So much so that those messy, unknown thoughts just now were completely wiped out in his mind in an instant, leaving only some superficial impressions.

Maybe at this time tomorrow, I won't even remember what I thought about just now.

This is his talent.

Belongs to the otaku supernatural powers!

My heart is as wide as the sea, and I don't care about anything.

Naturally, there is no trouble, so I am smiling every day.

It is quite consistent with Taoism's quiet and inaction.

So, he looked at the black-robed man on the ground and said, "Take me to meet your ancestor!"

'Old Ancestor', in Lingpingan's opinion, should be a code name.

The code name of a criminal group leader.

The criminals in the federal empire always take some weird code names.

Lingpingan had already seen it.

After hesitating for a moment, the man finally stood up tremblingly.

He lowered his head and replied weakly: "Yes..."

…………………………………

In the sky above Luming Villa, the sword light tore through the darkness.

Countless people opened their eyes from the bed or in the room, sensing the top of their heads.

The fierce sword qi crisscrossed the sky.

"Yan Luojian..." Countless people whispered the name: "He made a move?"

Lieutenant General Yan Luojian Zhang Hui in Black Guards.

He used to be a famous figure in the Black Guards.

There are countless demons and criminals who died under his sword.

It's a pity that during the Yuyihu Rebellion, he encountered the ancient monster of Fusang head-on.

He was severely injured by the demon power, and his life will not be long.

Even if the black-clothed guard exhausted the world's treasures and searched for world-renowned doctors, it was just to save his life.

According to legend, he can only swing three more swords at most.

After the three swords, Yan Luo's sword fell!

But at this moment, there are more than three swords blooming in the sky above the head?

Moreover, the sword wielder did not appear to be injured at all.

Some people with strong spiritual sense even sensed that the vertical and horizontal sword energy is not only attacking the enemy.

It also blocked the high altitude of the entire Luming Villa.

"really……"

Some people thought: "The legend that the guard in black got a huge benefit from Mr. X in Jiangcheng City is true!"

"Yan Luojian has not only recovered from his injuries, but has also improved to a higher level!"

Then, their hearts became hot.

Even Yan Luojian and Zhang Hui, who suffered such injuries, can heal and go one step further.

That Mr. X...

If you encounter it, you must lick it!

The guard in black can lick it, so can they.

Moreover, I will definitely lick more attentively!

After all, there are many tricks that the black-clothed guard cannot use because of the official.

They can be used without psychological pressure.

Nothing more than the lower limit!

But more people focused their attention on the confrontation above their heads.

A battle between strong men above the general level.

It is the best art education class.

Especially for those who have the opportunity to break through the generals in the future.

This may be one of the few of them who can watch a life-and-death battle between generals at close range and relatively safely!

Therefore, everyone pays attention and dare not neglect.

But in fact, at this time, the battle in the air has come to an end.

When the sword was shining, Peng Chang, who had come thousands of miles away, had actually been defeated.

Not only because Zhang Hui's strength has far exceeded his expectations.

more because...

The moment Zhang Hui swung his sword.

A miniature Qinglong Yanyue Knife fell from the moonlight, locking his soul firmly!

Guan Shengdijun!

The God of Protecting the Country of the Federal Empire has already taken action!

Although he is not awake.

But the imperial capital is his dojo.

Naturally, part of the divine power was mobilized without ceremony.

Locking on Peng Chang is easy.

Locked by a god?

And it's also locked in by the protector of the country!

Peng Chang knew right then that he was going to suffer.

So, he galloped away immediately.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into a series of sword lights.

The sharp sword light tore the straps on Peng Chang's body into pieces.

Countless Gu worms parasitic in his body were strangled to death by Jian Guang!

And those Gu worms are actually Peng Chang's flesh and bones!

He immediately howled.

"Yan Luojian!" He had no choice but to turn around to meet the enemy, waving his hand and spilling out countless small glass bottles, and these glass bottles were filled with strangely shaped Gu worms.

It was he who cultivated it through untold hardships, and each one was cultivated with hundreds of human lives and hundreds of thousands of poisonous insects.

Originally, it was planned to hold the "ten thousand worms devouring the body" ceremony of the Witch Gu Sect, and take advantage of the once-in-a-ten-year yin energy to integrate into itself and refine it into a treasure that is a part of its own body.

But now, in order to stagnate Zhang Hui's sword light, and defile the dharma sword that is rushing towards him.

Peng Chang had no choice but to throw them all, and detonate the spells in the bodies of those Gu worms.

bang bang bang!

A glass bottle filled with Gu worms exploded.

The Gu worms contained in it swelled against the wind.

In an instant, it turned into a series of ferocious giant poisonous insects.

Woohoo!

The poisonous insects howled.

One by one burst!

The dark green poisonous water sprayed in all directions, and Zhang Hui had to raise his sword to dodge.

After all, Peng Chang must die!

There is no need to let your magic sword be defiled because of this.

This sword is the property of the people, the wealth of the country!

Just to refine it, four famous swordsmiths were hired, and it took a full five years.

And the materials used for this sword were collected from states and counties with great painstaking efforts.

Only a great country and a powerful people can forge this lieutenant-level magic sword with the hands of mortals without relying on gods!

It is a magical sword that can face the nuclear bomb without damage, and can make spiritual energy burst from it without any delay in any environment.

Its cost is comparable to three aircraft carrier battle groups!

Therefore, Zhang Hui is reluctant to be true.

Back then, during the Yuyihu Rebellion, most of the serious injuries he suffered were to protect this magical sword.

Otherwise, he could have exploded his magic sword at that time.

So buy yourself time!

But he didn't.

As an orphan, he always remembers that he was raised by the tax money of the people, and it is the country that made him what he is today!

It wasn't blood that flowed inside him.

It's people's fat and people's ointment!

Therefore, this dharma sword may be more important to Zhang Hui than his life.

Peng Chang seized Zhang Hui's momentary hesitation, opened the distance, and sent a psychic message: "Yan Luojian! You don't care about Shizipo, even the palace?"

At this moment, in the direction of the palace, blood surged.

But Zhang Hui just glanced at it.

He no longer cared, held his sword and continued to catch up.

The bloody light over the palace?

Is the bat demon Qian Qianqiu?

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

palace?

Perhaps the emperors of the empire in the past were mortals without the power to restrain a chicken.

but now……

Jizhou Ding and Yongzhou Ding, the two tripods unite, once activated, the emperor is equivalent to a living fairy.

Of course, Jiuding cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

That is a strategic weapon.

but……

With the protection of Jiuding, the emperor and the eldest princess will be safe and sound.

so……

The moment Zhang Hui chased after him with his sword in hand.

A zither sound stirs up the wind and clouds!

Six Fingered Qin Demon Song Shihui!

The lieutenant general who was on duty in Jiangcheng emerged from the palace.

The melodious sound of the piano, the high mountains and flowing water, are full of murderous intent.

"It's bitter!" Peng Chang yelled that it was not good when he heard the sound of the piano.

This is a trap!

At that moment, he immediately threw all the glass bottles on his body regardless.

Then, burning his own blood, he frantically fled into the distance.

"Blind Ding, you still haven't activated it?" In his heart, he scolded anxiously, using a contact talisman to send the sound transmission to the chief deacon of the school that hates victory.

Now, I can only count on that lunatic!

It is expected that he can activate the cross slope and ignite the bomb in the northern suburbs of the imperial capital in one fell swoop.

That's their plan too.

Triple attack.

False and false, real and false.

Imperial Palace, Luming Villa, Shizipo.

There is always a place that will become a flaw.

Once the black-clothed guards lose sight of the other, they can win and slap the black-clothed guards in the face in front of the whole world!

Let the rest of the world know that the Federal Empire is not invincible, and the Black Guards are not invincible either!

Today, both sides are blocked.

We can only hope that everything goes well on the cross slope.

…………………………………

"Blind Ding, you haven't activated yet?"

Feel the ripples in the talisman.

The black burqa slowly rose up under the dark moonlight.

He stared at the scene in front of him.

A hole that has sunk into the center of the earth.

Around the hole, under countless weeds, countless steel bars have been eroded into rust.

This is the core of Cross Slope.

More than 100 years ago, the main boiler of Shizipo Steam Engine Factory.

It is also now, the core of this Netherland.

The eye of the town of Bi Luo Huang Quan formation.

"Let's start!" Under the black burqa, the cold voice was as biting as the cold wind.

He can't wait.

Ever since he was forced to autopsy and escape, he has been waiting for today.

Waiting for the opportunity to return to the cross slope and get back everything that belongs to the school of victory!

Fortunately...

This opportunity was finally waiting for him!

Hei Yiwei, you are too careless!

At such a moment, the old ghost's period of weakness.

That governor dared to leave the imperial capital!

What a godsend!

What's more, in this imperial capital, there are still people who secretly communicated with him and opened the door for him.

The psychic warning system known as 'all-round without dead ends' failed in an instant.

The three on-orbit psionic early warning radars in orbit should have been working normally.

However, Habsburg's sudden nuclear test detonated a five-megaton hydrogen bomb on an island in the ocean.

The hydrogen bomb released a huge thermonuclear radiation and electromagnetic shock wave.

The three psionic early warning radars worth tens of billions had blind spots.

This is the weakness of science.

It is also the helplessness of mortals.

Even the science and technology of mortals have even developed weapons that can threaten the lives of powerful transcendents and even gods.

However, those machines and machinery are too sensitive and easily disturbed after all.

so……

You can't rely on anything, you can only rely on yourself!

Only the power in your own hands can be truly reliable!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing fiercely.

"Old ghost!" He stared into the depths of the huge hole.

He could feel that there was a figure with broken limbs, lying in the depths of the hole, at the entrance of the underworld and the world.

His flesh and blood and soul are tightly entangled with this land.

It even merged with the big array of 'Blue Falling Yellow Spring' under this land.

In a sense.

He is Shizipo, he is Biluo Huangquan!

"Whatever you are a hero..."

"In the end, you still have to make a wedding dress for me!"

"Now, during the period of weakness, you have fallen into the 'eternal sleep' I specially prepared for you..."

"This is the secret recipe that I found from a pyramid in ancient Egypt after a lot of hard work..."

"Using the coffin wood of the god of the underworld Olisis as the main material, adding the mummy embers of nine pharaohs, and mixing it with the mandala juice blooming from the depths of the Anubis Pyramid, it took three full years It’s just refined, and I’m going to target a demigod like you as a ‘good thing’!”

"Even Anubis, the god of death, used this medicine to help him sleep!"

Even Anubis would fall into a deep sleep after taking it.

What's more, it's a mere half-ghost?

Under the eternal sleep, he will not wake up if he does not sleep for a hundred or eighty years.

When he wakes up...

Already powerless!

Speaking of this, the black burqa couldn't help laughing wildly with pride.

The imperial capital in the distance.

Spiritual energy is stirring.

Faintly, a ray of sword light chased death and chased north, and the sound of a zither was played above the palace.

"Very good!" the black burqa felt.

If Peng Chang and Qian Qianqiu can delay him enough time.

Even if they died, they deserved to die!

What's more, those two old things don't know how many ways to save their lives.

He fell slowly to the ground.

On the ground, several disciples wearing black burqas had already lifted a prepared person in front of him.

The man was completely naked, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was unconscious of everything around him.

This is a body that he has been looking for for a long time.

She was very compatible with him, so she was lured to Kunlun State by him, and then made her own puppet.

Having a physical body is crucial.

Because his autopsy was only half successful.

He survived, but he became neither human nor ghost.

Without the protection of the physical body, as long as you approach the Netherland, you will be immediately suppressed by the instinct of the Netherland!

So, he slowly floated down onto the man.

The black burqa melted into the man's flesh and blood little by little.

After a moment, he opened his eyes.

The eyes are empty.

"Even if I changed my body..." He stood up and sighed, "I'm still blind..."

It was here that his eyes were blown out with a punch.

The terrifying supernatural power completely wiped out his vision from the spiritual level.

Since then, he can only rely on sound to sense.

But it doesn't matter!

After tonight, he will be able to see again!

As long as he masters this piece of Netherland, millions of ghosts will become his eyes and ears!

And the whole world will tremble under his feet!

The victory-weary school will become the master of all human beings!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing maniacally.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

The laughter was hoarse, extremely proud, and extremely proud.

but……

"He Qi..." He frowned suddenly, reached out to touch the burqa with his hand, and a gold thread had been broken.

This is the mantra he planted in the soul of one of his disciples.

The heart curse is broken, which means that the spell has been lifted.

"Who?" He immediately became alert: "Who is it!"

Touching this golden thread, he immediately searched for the energy released by breaking the mantra.

So he turned his head to look south.

A two-lane stretches forward in the dark.

The deep night is extremely rich.

So much so that his spiritual sense couldn't spy further afield.

"How is this possible?" He was shocked immediately.

It must be known that even under the eternal night of the Antarctic, in the depths of the Antarctic continent where spiritual energy is scarce, his spiritual sense can still easily cover a radius of more than ten miles.

but now……

He couldn't even accurately perceive the scenery a hundred meters away.

what does that mean?

He couldn't be more clear.

There are strong ones!

And it is a strong man with a domain and a dojo.

In the known world, except for those immortal gods/angels who can only wait for the wave of aura to rise again in their own territory.

I am afraid that the only one who can have such ability is the governor.

But isn't Li Shouyi in Kunlun Mountain?

Can he still fly ten thousand miles away?

Doubting, hesitating.

Teng Teng Teng...

The sound of footsteps came continuously from the ground.

In the quiet night, dense fog quietly rose.

The earth trembled.

Teng Teng Teng...

In the dense fog, there seemed to be a huge shadow slowly approaching.

The wind echoed in the ear, sending a very strange and terrifying whisper.

Indistinctly, all the people of the Victory School heard an extremely weird voice.

"Little rabbit, be good, open the door, open it quickly, I want to come in..."

A voice that was completely out of tune and that made people's eardrums hurt, sang unscrupulously.

At the same time, there was a low voice full of sorrow, mixed with the wailing of thousands of people.

"Whose land is in the punt pole?"

In the dense fog in the night, countless scarlet eyeballs lit up.

The dense fog seemed to have a terrifying monster howling and whining.

"Amassing souls without virtue and foolishness!"

The underground underworld seemed to come alive.

thump! thump!

The heartbeat is ringing.

"Why does Uncle Gui want to urge you?"

From the cracks in the ground, streaks of blue ghostly aura gushed out.

These auras bend huge tentacles, like tentacles soaring into the sky.

On the tentacles were terrifying faces.

"Human life must be hesitated!"

A sharp hiss came out from those terrifying faces.

It makes people's eardrums hurt and their noses bleed.

And in the thick fog in the distance, that huge figure slowly approached.

A huge monster tens of meters high.

The huge scarlet pupils between the foreheads burst into red blood, illuminating the fog.

The single horn on the top of the head, with nine bends and eighteen bends, is indistinct in the thick fog.

Huge tiger head, full of majesty.

That sturdy body is like a giant beast returning from ancient times.

Three tails, raised high.

The bloody mouth hung down from the thick fog.

Countless saliva fell drop by drop in the mist.

The earth within the eroding fog was smoky.

And beside the monster, some will-o'-the-wisps followed closely.

"Ghost...Ghost...Uncle Ghost..."

Everyone swallowed, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

Uncle Ghost, Uncle Tu...

This is the title of the first Lord of the Underworld, the Lord of Youdu, that most people know.

However, people of the school of victory-weariness have learned more secrets.

Because this piece of Netherland is actually what they used to use the remains of an artifact of Lord Taishan to arouse the power of Huangquan and bring it to the present world.

And according to their research, the Lord Taishan is the ghost uncle.

Now……

The Lord is here!

The thief was caught!

Everyone, including the chief deacon, trembled suddenly.

If it was Lord Taishan, they might be able to fight for a more comfortable death.

Because Fujun is reasonable.

Can……

ghost?

That is an ancient god who would eat tens of thousands of ghosts as snacks!

"wrong!"

The head deacon of the School of Weary Victory named Ding Xiazi calmed down.

"Whether it is Lord Taishan or Uncle Gui, they should have all fallen!"

This is the result of their countless years of research.

They dug up countless tombs under Mount Tai, and searched for clues in the ghost towns in Shu County.

Finally, they found a tomb of Miao Zhu who once enshrined the Lord Taishan, and found the epitaph and inscription of Miao Zhu from the tomb.

Moreover, it has been confirmed that the ancestor of Miaozhu has been offering sacrifices to the Lord Taishan since the Han Dynasty, and has presided over the sacrifice ceremony of the Lord many times.

From his tombstone, they learned a secret.

The Lord of Mount Tai is Tu Bo!

A god transformed from Tubo!

In addition, during the Three Kingdoms period, the ancestors of this temple once dreamed that the ruler had a dream, and told him: My time is approaching, and I want to go through chaos and merge with chaos, so that the future will come...My god, I should bestow the virtuous... ... From now on, every five hundred years, I will choose a virtuous person to inherit my authority. If I ever come back, I will protect your family... Remember, remember!

So sure enough, from the Three Kingdoms to the Tang Dynasty, every five hundred years, the god on the throne of the Lord of Mount Tai would change.

It is precisely because of this that the victory-hating school has that bold plan.

Since, there is no master in the underworld.

Moreover, there is a definite record in the epitaph that, every five hundred years, a virtuous person will be chosen to be in charge of the position of governor.

So……

Does it mean that mortals can become the supreme ruler of the nether world?

Then how can I guarantee that I will be selected?

the answer is……

Just make sure that when the ruler of the government chooses his own master, he can only have one choice!

That is the school of disgust!

The victory-hating school has become extremely crazy because of it.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?" Blind Ding finally couldn't help shouting as he watched the shadow approaching in the thick fog.

………………………

Peng Chang fled frantically.

Zhang Hui, who was behind him, was chasing after him.

A streak of sword light streaked across his body, causing him great pain.

"I can't go on like this..." Peng Chang felt his body.

It was only a few minutes, as if being delayed.

Most of the Gu worms on his body died.

Go on like this...

Even if there is a spare tire, I am afraid he will die!

no way!

He could only grit his teeth and burn the little blood left in his body.

It turned into a ray of blood and rushed towards the city of the imperial capital.

This is the only way to survive!

Because, he is the ancestor of the Witch Gu Sect.

The whole body is full of Gu insects.

Once he dies in an urban area, hundreds of thousands or even millions of people may be contaminated by the psionic explosion after his death.

in this way……

Then Yan Luojian would definitely not dare to fight him in the city.

In this way, he has a chance to escape!

Looking at Peng Chang, Zhang Hui suddenly burned the last of his blood, turned into a bloody light, and rushed straight into the city.

He tensed up immediately.

Look again.

"Ministry of Foreign Affairs!"

"Oops!"

The sprinting direction of the bloody light is within the range of the office building of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

And the koi is right there.

She is working overtime!

"What should I do?" Zhang Hui was anxious: "Can we just let him go?"