Lingpingan shook his head and shook out the messy thoughts in his mind.
It's strange to say.
These thoughts were indeed thrown away by him.
The whole person also regained clarity.
This made him quite proud.
"I am indeed a gentleman!" he thought.
A gentleman restrains himself.
Only a person who can control his own desires is a gentleman.
And his self-control ability is undoubtedly very strong.
So that those messy and unclear thoughts just now were completely cleared in his mind, leaving only some superficial impressions.
Maybe at this time tomorrow, I won’t even remember what I just thought about.
This is his unique talent.
A magical power for otakus!
My heart is as broad as the ocean, and I don’t worry about anything.
Naturally, I have no worries, so I smile every day.
It is quite consistent with Taoism's tranquility and inaction.
So, he looked at the man in black robe on the ground and said, "Take me to see your ancestor!"
‘Old Ancestor’, in Lingpingan’s opinion, should be a code name.
The codename of a criminal group leader.
Criminals in the Federation Empire always have some weird code names.
Lingpingan has long been used to strange things.
After hesitating for a moment, the man finally stood up tremblingly.
He lowered his head and replied feebly: "Yes..."
………………………………
In the sky above Luming Villa, sword light tore through the darkness.
Countless people opened their eyes from their beds or in their rooms and felt the top of their heads.
The fierce sword energy was flying high in the sky.
"Yam Luo Sword..." Countless people whispered the name: "He took action?"
Black Guard Lieutenant General Yan Luojian Zhang Hui.
He was once a notorious figure among the Black Guards.
Countless monsters and criminals died under his sword.
Unfortunately, during the Hagoromo Fox Rebellion, he encountered the ancient demon of Fuso head-on.
He was severely injured by the demonic power, and his life was short-lived.
Even if the guards in black exhausted all the treasures in the world and recruited famous doctors from all over the world, they could only extend his life.
Legend has it that he can only swing three more swords at most.
After three swords, the Yama sword fell!
At this moment, more than three swords are blooming in the sky above our heads?
Moreover, the one wielding the sword did not appear to be injured at all.
Some people with strong spiritual senses even sense that the vertical and horizontal sword energy is not only attacking the enemy.
It also blocked the entire sky above Luming Villa.
"really……"
Some people are thinking: "The legend that the black guards received huge benefits from Mr. X in Jiangcheng City is true!"
"Yam Luo Jian not only recovered from his injuries, but also improved to a higher level!"
As a result, their hearts became hot.
Even Zhang Hui, the Yama Sword, was able to recover from such an injury and even make further progress.
That Mr. X...
If you encounter one, be sure to lick it!
If the guards in black can lick it, so can they.
Moreover, I will definitely lick it more carefully!
After all, there are many tricks that the black-clad guards cannot use due to official restrictions.
But they can be used without any psychological pressure.
It’s nothing more than the lower limit!
But more people focused their attention on the confrontation above their heads.
A battle between strong men above generals.
It is the best magic education class.
Especially for those who have the opportunity to break through the generals in the future.
This may be one of the few times where they can observe a life-and-death battle between generals at close range and relatively safely!
Therefore, everyone works hard and does not dare to neglect.
But in fact, at this time, the battle in the air has come to an end.
When the swords were shining, Peng Chang, who had come from thousands of miles away, was actually defeated.
Not only because Zhang Hui's strength has far exceeded his expectations.
More because...
The moment Zhang Hui wielded his sword.
A miniature Qinglong Yanyue Sword fell from the moonlight, firmly locking his soul!
Guan Sheng Emperor!
The protector of the federal empire has taken action!
Although He has not yet awakened.
But the imperial capital is His dojo.
Naturally, no ceremony is needed to mobilize part of the divine power.
Locking Peng Chang was a piece of cake.
Locked by a god?
And it’s also the protector of the country!
Peng Chang knew at that time that he was going to suffer.
So, he immediately galloped away.
Unexpectedly, he hit a series of sword lights.
The sharp sword light tore the straps on Peng Chang's body into pieces.
Countless Gu insects parasitic in his body were strangled by sword light!
And those Gu worms are actually Peng Chang's flesh, blood, and bones!
He immediately howled miserably.
"Yam Luo Sword!" He had to turn around to face the enemy, waving his hand and throwing out countless small glass bottles. In these glass bottles, there were strange-shaped Gu worms.
He had gone through a lot of hard work to cultivate them, each one costing hundreds of human lives and hundreds of thousands of poisonous insects.
The original plan was to perform the "Ten Thousand Insects Devouring the Body" ceremony of the Witch Gu Sect, and use the rare opportunity in ten years when the Yin Qi to flourish to blend into oneself and become a treasure that is part of one's own body.
But now, in order to delay Zhang Hui's sword light, he polluted the magic sword that was stabbing at him.
Peng Chang had no choice but to throw them all out and detonate the spells in the bodies of the Gu insects.
Bang bang bang!
A glass bottle containing poisonous insects exploded.
The Gu insects inside swell in the wind.
Instantly transformed into ferocious giant poisonous insects.
Ouch!
The poisonous insects howled.
One by one explodes!
The dark green poisonous water sprayed in all directions, and Zhang Hui had to raise his sword to dodge.
After all, Peng Chang is destined to die!
There is no need to let your magic sword be defiled because of this.
This sword is the property of the people and the wealth of the country!
Just to refine it, four famous swordsmiths were hired and it took a full five years.
The materials used for this sword were collected from various prefectures and counties with great painstaking efforts.
Only a great country and a powerful people can forge this lieutenant general-level magic sword with mortal hands without relying on gods and gods!
It is a magic sword that can face nuclear bombs directly without being damaged, and can allow psychic energy to burst out from it without any delay in any environment.
Its cost is comparable to three aircraft carrier battle groups!
Therefore, it is true that Zhang Hui is reluctant to give up.
Back then, during the Yuyi Fox Rebellion, most of the serious injuries he suffered were due to protecting this magical sword.
Otherwise, he could have self-destructed the magic sword at that time.
Thus buying yourself time!
But he didn't.
As an orphan, he always remembers that he was raised by the people's taxes, and it was the country that made him what he is today!
What was flowing inside his body was not blood.
It’s the people’s fat and the people’s anointing!
Therefore, this magical sword may be more important to Zhang Hui than his life.
Peng Chang caught Zhang Hui's momentary delay, distanced himself, and sent a message with his spiritual power: "Yam Luo Sword! You don't care about the cross slope, don't you even care about the palace?"
At this moment, blood surged in the direction of the palace.
But Zhang Hui just glanced at it.
He stopped caring, picked up his sword, and continued to catch up.
The bloody light over there in the palace?
Does the bat demon Qian Qianqiu?
There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth.
Royal palace?
Perhaps the emperors of the past empires were mere mortals with no power to restrain themselves.
but now……
Jizhou Ding and Yongzhou Ding, the two tripods merge into one. Once activated, the emperor will be equivalent to a living god.
Of course, Jiuding cannot be used unless absolutely necessary.
That's a strategic weapon.
but……
With the protection of Jiuding, the emperor and the eldest princess should be safe and sound.
so……
The moment Zhang Hui caught up with his sword in hand.
A sound of piano stirs up the wind and clouds!
Song Shihui, the Six-fingered Piano Demon!
The lieutenant general who was on duty in Jiangcheng emerged from the palace.
The music of the piano is muffled, the mountains and rivers are flowing, and murderous intent is overflowing.
"Bitter!" Peng Chang heard the sound of the piano and immediately shouted that something was wrong.
This is a trap!
At that moment, he immediately threw out all the glass bottles he had on him.
Then, burning his own energy and blood, he ran away crazily into the distance.
"Blind Ding, why don't you start?" In his heart, he cursed anxiously, using a contact talisman to send a message to the chief deacon of the victory-weary school.
Now, we can only count on that lunatic!
I hope he can launch the cross slope and ignite the bomb in the northern suburbs of the imperial capital in one fell swoop.
This is also their plan.
Triple attack.
Virtual reality, virtual reality, real reality, virtual reality.
Royal Palace, Luming Villa, Cross Slope.
There will always be a flaw somewhere.
Once the black-clad guards lose sight of one thing, they can win and slap the black-clad guards in the face in front of the whole world!
Let the rest of the world know that the Federation Empire is not invincible, and neither are the Black Guards!
Now, there are obstacles on both sides.
We can only hope that everything will go well on the other side of the cross slope.
………………………………
"Blind Ding, why don't you start?"
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 collapsed into the center of the earth.
Around the hole, under countless weeds, countless steel bars have been corroded into rust.
This is the core of the cross slope.
The main boiler of the Crosspo Steam Engine Factory more than a hundred years ago.
It is also now the core of this underworld.
The centerpiece of the Biluo Huangquan Formation.
"Let's begin!" The cold voice came from under the black robe, as biting as the cold wind.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Ever since he was forced to dismember his body and escape, he had been waiting for today.
Waiting for the opportunity to return to Cross Slope and get back everything that belongs to the Shengsheng School!
Fortunately...
This opportunity finally came to him!
Guard in black, you are so careless!
At such a moment, the old ghost is in his weak period.
That governor actually dared to leave the imperial capital!
What a God-sent opportunity!
What's more, there are people in the imperial capital who secretly communicate with him and open doors for him.
The psychic warning system, known as 'all directions and no blind spots', failed in an instant.
The three on-orbit psychic early warning radars in orbit should be working normally.
However, the Habsburgs suddenly conducted a nuclear test, detonating a hydrogen bomb with a yield of five million tons on an island in the ocean.
Hydrogen bombs release huge thermonuclear radiation and electromagnetic shock waves.
Those three psychic 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 supernatural beings and even gods.
However, those machines and machinery are, after all, too sensitive and too easy to be interfered with.
so……
You can't rely on anything, you can only rely on yourself!
Only the power you control is truly reliable!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh arrogantly.
"Old ghost!" He stared into the depths of the huge hole.
He could feel that there was a figure with broken limbs lying deep in the hole in the ground, at the entrance to the underworld and the real world.
His flesh, blood, and soul are tightly intertwined with this land.
It even merges with the ‘Blue Falling Yellow Spring’ formation under this land.
In some sense.
He is the Cross Slope and the Blue Falling Yellow Spring!
"As a hero as you are..."
"In the end, you don't have to make a wedding dress for me!"
"Now, during your period of weakness, you have received the 'Eternal Sleep' that I specially prepared for you..."
"This is the secret recipe that I found out from a pyramid in ancient Egypt after a lot of hard work..."
"Using the wood of the coffin where Orises, the god of the underworld, had drowned as the main material, added the mummy embers of nine pharaohs, and mixed it with the mandala juice that bloomed from the depths of the Pyramid of Anubis. After three full years
It was just refined and is ready to be used against half-ghosts like you!"
"Even Anubis, the God of Death, used this medicine to help him sleep!"
Even Anubis will fall into a deep sleep after taking it.
Not to mention this mere demi-ghost?
After taking eternal sleep, he will not wake up until he sleeps for a hundred and eighty years.
Wait until he wakes up...
There is no way back!
Having said this, the black burqa couldn't help laughing wildly with pride.
The distant imperial capital.
Spiritual energy is stirring.
Faintly, a sword light chased north, and a sound of piano played above the palace.
"Very good!" the black burqa felt.
If Peng Chang and Qian Qianqiu could delay him for enough time.
Then even if they die, they will die well!
What's more, those two old guys don't know how many ways to save their lives.
He slowly fell to the ground.
On the ground, several disciples wearing black robes had already carried a prepared person in front of him.
This man was completely naked, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was completely unaware of everything around him.
This is a body 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 became his puppet.
Having a physical body is very important.
Because his autopsy was only half successful.
I survived, but I became neither human nor ghost.
Without the protection of the physical body, as long as you approach the underworld, you will be immediately suppressed by the instinct of the underworld!
So, he slowly floated down to that person.
The black burqa blended into this man's flesh and blood bit by bit.
After a while, he opened his eyes.
His eyes were filled with nothingness.
"Even if I change my body..." He stood up and sighed: "I'm still blind..."
It was here that his eyes were punched out.
The terrifying magical power completely erased his vision from the spiritual level.
From then on, he could only rely on sound to sense.
But never mind!
After tonight, he will be able to see again!
As long as he controls this underworld, 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 mankind!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh crazily.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
The laughter was hoarse, extremely proud, and extremely proud.
but……
"He Qi..." He suddenly frowned, stretched out his hand to touch the robe, and found that a golden thread had broken.
This is the mantra he planted in the soul of one of his disciples.
The breaking of the mantra means that the mantra has been lifted.
"Who?" He immediately became alert: "Who is it!"
Touching this golden thread, he immediately traced the energy released from the broken mantra.
So, he turned his head and looked south.
A two-lane road stretches forward in the night.
The deep night color is extremely rich.
So much so that his spiritual sense was unable to peer into farther places.
"How is this possible?" He was immediately horrified.
It should be noted that even under the eternal night of Antarctica and deep in 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 could no longer accurately perceive the scenery a hundred meters away.
what does that mean?
He couldn't be more clear.
There are strong ones!
And here comes a strong man with a domain and a dojo.
In the known world, except for those few gods/angels who can only wait in their own territory for the wave of spiritual energy to rise again.
I'm afraid the only one who has such ability is the governor.
But isn’t Li Shouyi in Kunlun Mountain?
Can he still reach thousands of miles in an instant?
I was wondering and hesitating.
Kick, kick, kick...
The sound of footsteps kept coming from the ground.
In the quiet night, thick fog quietly arises.
The earth is trembling.
Kick, kick, kick...
In the thick fog, there seemed to be a huge shadow, walking slowly.
The wind echoed in my ears, sending an extremely strange and terrifying whisper.
Vaguely, all the people from the Weaning 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 made people’s eardrums hurt, was sung unscrupulously.
At the same time, there was a low moan full of sadness, mixed with the wailing of thousands of people.
"Whose family is in the pole?"
In the thick fog at night, countless scarlet eyeballs lit up.
The thick fog seemed to have terrifying monsters howling and wailing.
"There is no wise man or fool to gather his soul!"
The underworld seems to have come alive.
Plop! Plop!
The heartbeat is ringing.
"Why is Guibo Yi urging me?"
From the cracks in the earth, streaks of cyan ghostly spiritual energy spurted out.
These auras bend huge tentacles, like tentacles rising into the sky.
On the tentacles are terrifying faces.
"Human life must be hesitant!"
A sharp neighing screamed from the terrifying faces.
It makes the eardrums hurt and the nose bleeds.
And in the thick fog in the distance, the huge figure was slowly approaching.
A huge monster tens of meters tall.
The huge scarlet pupils on his forehead bloomed with red blood light, illuminating the fog.
The single horn above the head, with nine twists and turns, is shadowy in the thick fog.
The huge tiger head is full of majesty.
That strong body looked like a giant beast that had returned from ancient times.
Three tails, raised high.
The bloody mouth hangs down from the thick fog.
Countless drools fell into the mist drop by drop.
The earth within the eroding dense fog was sizzling with smoke.
And beside the monster, a few will-o'-the-wisps followed closely.
"Ghost...Ghost...Ghost Uncle..."
Everyone swallowed and their legs couldn't help but tremble.
Ghost uncle, native uncle...
This is the name that most people know as the first Lord of the Underworld, Lord of the Underworld.
However, people from the victory-weary school understand more secrets.
Because this land of the underworld was actually brought to the present world by them with the help of the remains of an artifact belonging to Lord Taishan, stimulating the power of the underworld.
According to their research, the Lord of Taishan Mansion is Uncle Ghost.
Now……
The real owner is here!
The thief was caught in action!
Everyone, including the chief deacon, suddenly trembled.
If it were the Lord of Taishan Prefecture, they might be able to strive for a more comfortable death.
Because Mr. Fu is reasonable.
Can……
Ghost uncle?
That was an ancient god who could easily eat tens of thousands of ghosts as snacks!
"wrong!"
The chief deacon of the victory-weary school named Ding Xiazi calmed down.
"Whether it is Taishan Mansion Lord or Ghost Uncle, they should have fallen!"
This is the result of 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 of Taishan Prefecture, and found the epitaph and inscription of Miao Zhu from the tomb.
Moreover, it was confirmed that the ancestor of Miao Zhu had been worshiping the Lord of Taishan since the Han Dynasty and had presided over the Lord's sacrificial ceremony many times.
From his tombstone, they learned a secret.
The Lord of Taishan Prefecture is Tu Bo!
A god transformed from Tub!
In addition, during the Three Kingdoms period, the ancestor of this Miao Zhu once dreamed of being entrusted to the king of the mansion, telling him: My time is approaching, and I want to walk through chaos and merge with chaos in order to seek the future... My divine throne should be conferred on 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 it!
So sure enough, from the Three Kingdoms to the Tang Dynasty, every five hundred years, the god on the throne of Taishan Prefecture would change.
It is precisely because of this that the victory-weary school came up with that bold plan.
Since the underworld has no owner.
Moreover, there is a definite record in the epitaph that a virtuous person is chosen to take charge of the position of the prince every five hundred years.
So……
Does this mean that mortals can become supreme beings in charge of the underworld?
So how can you ensure that you can definitely choose it?
the answer is……
As long as he guarantees that when he takes the throne and chooses his master, he can only have one choice!
That is the school of victory-weary school!
As a result, the school of victory-weary school became extremely crazy.
"Who is pretending?" Blind Ding looked at the shadow walking in the thick fog, and he finally couldn't help but started to drink.
……………………
Peng Chang fled frantically.
Behind him, Zhang Hui was chasing after him.
The sword rays passed through his body, causing him great pain.
"We can't go on like this..." Peng Chang felt his body.
Within a few minutes, it was like being delayed.
Most of the poisonous insects on his body were dead.
If this continues...
Even if he had a spare tire, he would probably die!
no way!
He could only grit his teeth and burn the little energy and blood left in his body.
It turned into a streak of blood and rushed towards the imperial capital city.
Only in this way can there be a chance of survival!
Because he is the ancestor of the witchcraft sect.
The whole body is full of worms.
Once he dies in the city, hundreds of thousands or even millions of people may be contaminated by the psychic explosion after his death.
in this way……
That Yama Luo Jian would definitely not dare to fight him in the city.
Only in this way can he have a chance to escape!
Zhang Hui looked at Peng Chang and suddenly burned the last of his energy and blood desperately, turning into a streak of blood and rushing straight into the city.
He immediately became nervous.
Set your eyes again.
"Foreign Office!"
"Oops!"
The direction of the bloody sprint was exactly within the confines of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs office building.
And that koi carp is right there.
She is working overtime!
"What should I do?" Zhang Hui was anxious: "Can I just let him go?"
