Yun Qi's big eyes flashed and she looked at Qin Luo.
Understood everything in an instant.
The demon was once eliminated, but now only the demon breath remains, like a seed.
The seeds need to be parasitized, and the best host is a person born with an incomplete soul.
Qin Luo was missing a soul when he was reincarnated, and his true body was Emperor Dongyue. If he could be turned into a parasite of the Heavenly Demon, he would have the power of both Emperor Dongyue and the Heavenly Demon.
Yun Qi suddenly put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Brother, we will fight side by side tonight, you must believe Xiao Qi."
Qin Luo still didn't understand the twists and turns involved. After all, he was just an ordinary human boy now, but he believed everything Yun Qi said, so he nodded heavily towards Yun Qi: "Okay!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark cloud flew behind him, noisy and twisted, like a swarm of passing locusts.
Qin Luo turned around, and the dark clouds dispersed, making a sharp cry, like a flock of flying birds. In the hazy sky, the moonlight leaked down dimly, shining on those strange birds.
She spread her hands, and a celestial cage appeared in her palm, emitting golden light, and the flying stars rotated crazily in the celestial cage, like some kind of weird astrology.
A brushing sound.
Both the enemy and ourselves were obviously confused. From the initial glare and boiling murderous intent, they turned into squatting on the ground, dejected.
His subordinates were also standing in front of him reporting on their work.
"We, what should we do now?"
Now it's like he's being toyed with, jumping around in different scenes without even being able to finish a sentence.
Yun Qi smiled, and the red mole on her forehead was particularly clear, making her as cute as a snow-white porcelain doll.
As soon as Hu Ju finished speaking, he saw a faint golden light emitting from Yun Qi's body.
In an instant, Yun Qi, Yun Qiuce, and Jiaolong returned to the room. The table was filled with melon peels and fruit shells. The room was lit with warm lamps. The orange light warmed people's hearts, making it quiet and peaceful.
The tablet computer is playing the live broadcast, and the anchor is still chattering.
Director Hu covered his head in frustration, "What the hell..."
Yun Qi blinked slyly, "Please God! Since the other party can turn back time and catch us off guard, then we can also retaliate in kind."
The tense fighting atmosphere collapsed instantly, and everyone raised their heads in shock, as if they were immersed in a dream.
Behind him, the dragon and the peacock were glaring at each other. It was obvious that time had returned to the point where they were bickering.
And at the end of the fog, an old man appeared, with white hair and a childlike face, holding a whisk in his hand and smiling.
"He, he, he is..."
Hu Ju and the others were all frightened, looking up and down at the old man in the distance.
"Boss, I can't figure it out..."
The predecessor of Bureau 49 was the Exorcism Department. This kind of situation did not happen in ancient times. Gods and demons fought in a melee, which eventually led to the outbreak of war in the world, which lasted for decades.
The next second we were back on the long street.
The nine necks of the ghost cars stretched out in different directions, making their bodies fly like exploding dandelions, with blood dripping from each head.
No matter whether you succeed or fail, you will have to pay a heavy price. The most terrifying thing is that you cannot prevent the war from happening.
The next second, the scene changed and he was sitting at the desk again.
"Boss, if we continue like this, we will go crazy first if the enemy is not crazy." As soon as the men finished speaking, they returned to the long street.
Director Hu also returned to his brightly lit office and touched his desk blankly, feeling real.
Yun Qiuce and Yun Qi were sitting in front of the coffee table piled with melon peels and shells.
Before he even finished asking, the scene changed and he returned to the office, still holding onto Yun Qi's little hand, but of course it was empty.
Hu Ju's face changed drastically, "The ghost car can suck people's soul energy. They must collect the soul energy to resurrect the demon."
"Xiaoqi, what are you doing?"
His subordinates are also very broken. They are all elites, not the elites defined by humans, but the elites of the demon clan and the beast clan. When they are gathered together, they have huge power.
Zhuang Zhou smiled faintly and did not comment on Yun Qi's words.
"He is best at creating dreams, in which time flows backwards, making things true and false."
Everything on the long street disappeared, leaving only the quiet moon above and dim lights on both sides.
"Ah, why am I back again?" Yun Qiuce looked around blankly.
In an instant, a large piece of pale golden mist was released from the flying star plan, spreading out in all directions, like an illusion, and butterflies flew out of the pale golden mist. The golden butterflies flipped their wings and flew up and down.
Instead, he stretched out his hand, and the sky cage in Yun Qi's palm flew into his palm. The sky cage spread out, and the plan rose into the sky like a star, releasing infinite power.
The men's faces were pale. There were so many ghost cars, so densely packed that they blocked the sky. Even if all the people in the 49th round were killed, it would take a lot of time to kill them all, and during this period of time, the ghost cars could absorb a lot.
Soul energy, causing large-scale killings.
After several times in succession, the scene kept jumping, as if two people were fiddling with the time valve in a vindictive manner, sometimes on the long street, sometimes in the room.
I don’t know how long the stalemate lasted, but Director Hu finally took Yun Qi’s hand and asked, “How long will this situation last? Let’s keep doing this...”
Before they finished speaking, they were back on the long street in the next second, with ghost cars hovering like dark clouds above their heads, and surrounded by evil spirits from hell on all sides. The war was about to break out.
"We meet again, little friend," the old man said.
"I'm desperate for this world." Hu Ju rubbed his face.
Then everyone saw that those were not simple strange birds, but ghost cars. They had ten necks and nine heads. They were the legendary monster birds that absorb people's soul energy.
Hu Ju still maintained his sitting position, so he fell to the ground.
"What else can we do? Notify all departments, respond with all our strength, and try our best to protect civilians."
As a result, not only will there be many casualties, but the secrets of Bureau 49 will also be lost. At that time, people will be panicked, the world will be overturned, it can be said that the sun and the moon have changed the sky, and no one can guarantee the final outcome.
"Come back again?" Hu Ju said.
"That's right, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, he is the Nanhua Master of our Taoist sect."
Finally, just when everyone, including those hell ghosts and ghost cars that kept traveling back and forth, were about to collapse.
A huge shadow appeared behind Qin Luo and roared: "That's enough."
At the end of the fog, Master Nanhua appeared again, maintaining the standard posture of meditating, suspended in mid-air, and smiled:
"You finally showed up."
Everyone looked up at the huge shadow. It was just a gray mist at first, and slowly transformed into a huge face, lying quietly in mid-air looking down at everyone.
