His mind was in confusion, and distracting thoughts were everywhere. The demigods present were on full alert, and each summoned their usual weapons.
Kobe Mudao's eyes widened: "Who are you?"
"If you want to ask the master's name, why don't you tell me your own name first? You are a barbarian, so you have different etiquette."
The corpse's eyes were blood-red, and he was sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, holding a large golden sword as before.
Kobe Mudao's face is cold and gloomy, and his body is surrounded by ghostly aura.
"You dare to call me a barbarian? Do you know that I, Kobe..."
"Sure enough, you have a barbarian surname. You are not worthy of talking to me. Find someone else." The immortal corpse waved his hand, and the runes flashed with golden light.
In the air, the symbols represented by the 64 hexagrams condensed one by one and were scattered inside and outside the Western Capital Governor's Mansion.
The runic barrier was reactivated, and the opened door was closed again.
A huge force fell on Kobe Mudao's shoulders.
"I am a demigod. If you dare to attack me, you will have to pay the price."
Kobe Mudao raised his hands, ghost energy condensed in his palms, and the green will-o'-the-wisps ignited his palms, turning them into a pair of ghost hands.
The corpse flicked his fingers lightly and chanted: "Shock!"
Thunder appeared out of thin air and landed on the head of Kobe Mudo. It was silent and powerless, but had unstoppable destructive power.
Kobe Mudao's hair was burnt black, several pieces of his face were peeled off, and blood flowed from his cheeks. He looked very embarrassed.
His knees hit the ground hard, and he vomited out a large mouthful of blood. His hands on the ground no longer had any ghostly aura around them.
So strong! Crush him directly! It doesn’t look like the same level of power... Kobe Mudao coughed up a second mouthful of blood.
He could feel that his shoulders were carrying a mountain, and he couldn't get up at all.
The Immortal Corpse said calmly: "I told you not to talk to barbarians. Now that you are a first offender, you can kneel down and reflect."
The thunder condensed the illusory sword blade and hung over Kobe Mudao's head again.
Kobe Mudao was covered in cold sweat, and he still dared to spit out even half a syllable.
Elizabeth took half a step forward and bowed respectfully, showing off her majestic career line.
The puppet Yu Zhan was controlled by her and kept a few meters away.
The immortal corpse raised his eyebrows, very displeased.
"You are also a barbarian. You look a little pretty, but you are too dissolute at heart. You are not as good as the fallen girls that I saved when I was young and frivolous."
He waved his hand, and a wave of water condensed in the air, wrapping Elizabeth tightly, and then pushed her very far away.
This behavior seems to say that he has a mysophobia and has a special disdain for sluts.
Elizabeth was born with a very good child, and the men she had played with were like grains of sand in the river, countless. She had never seen a man deny her beauty, and she was very unconvinced in her heart.
Her red lips moved, but her voice could not reach the water ball. Her limbs moved wildly, and her movements were all restricted by the water ball.
"What level of monster is this? It is absolutely invincible!!!"
Elizabeth took a sip of cold water and shut her mouth obediently.
Chen Yuan is the president of the Star Society, and has been teaching at the Beacon of Hope for a long time, and knows a lot of ancient secrets.
Feeling something in his heart, he took half a step forward and was about to speak.
The immortal corpse snorted softly, raised his hand and pointed at Sun Lutang, "You answer this young master."
Chen Yuan opened his mouth less than an inch and immediately closed it. His brows seemed to be covered with a dark cloud that was about to drip water.
Sun Lutang stood where he was, "Sun Lutang, the descendant of the human race, has met his predecessor."
"Don't call me senior, I don't look as old as you," the immortal corpse waved his hand and asked directly: "What year is it today?"
Sun Lutang replied: "The star calendar is 1573."
Then, he briefly explained the interval between the solar calendar and the star calendar.
The Immortal Corpse looked stunned, silent for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "It's actually been so long."
Cao Qingxun snickered and said in his heart, "Okay, Lao Sun Wudi has always suppressed others all his life, and this time he was finally suppressed."
Qin Guizhen rolled his eyes, poked Cao Qingxun in the lower back, and reminded: "Pay attention to your expression, you smile too obviously."
Cao Qingxun turned his head and raised his middle finger, "Take a look in the mirror first."
The wrinkles on Qin Guizhen's face trembled, and he hurriedly covered it with his hands. When he put down his hands, his face was expressionless, like a statue with no emotion.
Sun Lutang could not see the depth of the corpse, but there was a blazing fire burning deep in his heart, not for anything else, but for a strong heart that wanted to fight upward.
The immortal corpse clenched a fist with one hand and said with a smile: "It's interesting. You have a fighting spirit in your heart. I'm afraid you want to fight with me."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Sun Lutang said: "I do want to fight, but not with you now, but with the original you."
"You can see," the immortal corpse smiled, "I really didn't choose the wrong person."
In an instant, there was a storm in the Governor's Mansion, white smoke filled the air, and thunder turned into sharp swords, hanging above everyone's head.
Elizabeth, Kobe Mudao, Chen Yuan, Chen Zizai and other demigods immediately took precautions, but were horrified to find that the life aura in their bodies could not be mobilized.
They seemed to have become ordinary people, and after many years, they once again experienced the panic of not being able to control life or death.
There should not be such a powerful existence in the world. Even if they face the real gods, the few demigods present are confident that they can fight. If things go wrong, they can always try to escape, and they will never become lambs under the butcher's knife.
"It's boring, really boring."
The immortal corpse waved his palm, and the white mist instantly thickened, blocking the senses of everyone present except Sun Lutang.
Sun Lutang nodded slightly, "I haven't asked the name yet."
"Name? It's been so long ago that I even forgot it myself," the corpse said with a smile: "But there is a name that I will never forget even if tens of millions of years pass. This young master is the One Hundred and Eight Heavenly Gang Disha and the Earthly Star.
You can call me Mr. Dijun."
After a brief pause, his finger suddenly moved and pointed gently at Kobe Mudao:
"There is something wrong with the blood on his body. He is no longer a normal human being. He should be similar to the ghosts and gods you believe in in future generations."
"It's ridiculous, it's extremely ridiculous. Man is the primate of all things, so precious. He actually exchanged his own blood for the mixed blood of something for people to enjoy in the zoo. He was willing to fall and die. It's not a pity to die."
"I have been ordered by the king to guard the Western Capital and will never allow foreign invasion!"
"It's a pity...I really can't kill him now."
Sun Lutang listened quietly, and then said: "Everything you see in front of you is an illusion."
"Yes, it is indeed an illusion," Mr. Dijun sighed, "That's why I can't kill him, and you have to do it."
Sun Lutang said: "It's not difficult to kill him, but you can't do it here."
Mr. Di Jun: "Well, you can just write this down, but I have something more important that I need to confirm."
Sun Lutang: "Please tell me."
Mr. Dijun: "In your era, are there still people who know the hexagrams?"
"Hexagrams?" Sun Lutang frowned, "Are they just runes?"
"Yes, you call them runes," Di Jun said with hope on his face, "Do you know who in the future will know it?"
"No, I can't say I'm familiar with it. It's basically been forgotten."
Sun Lutang shook his head.
Hearing this, Di Jun's expression turned gloomy, "It shouldn't be. Could it be that I sensed it wrong? If he hasn't arrived yet, wouldn't I have spoiled the royal master's important affairs..."
Sun Lutang said: "I know a kid who has decrypted runes many times..."
"Yes!!!" Mr. Di Jun's face no longer showed grace, and his face was full of excitement, "It's him, it should be him. There is still someone in the world who can understand the hexagrams. He is definitely the stranger pointed to in the divination.