Global time travel

Chapter 344 Madman or God?

Li Fukuan sensed something was wrong and was about to turn around and run away when he suddenly saw the vicissitudes of life young man lift his left foot and take a step forward. By some strange coincidence, Li Fukuan stopped. Then, he saw the other person's footsteps fall to the ground and fall on his own. Three steps in front of him, he was looking at himself with interest.

Shrinking to size?

Or is it fast enough to trick my eyes?

Li Fukuan was terrified, this understatement of the vicissitudes of life youth showed a strength far beyond his own, he knew that he could not defeat him, so he did not dare to act rashly at the moment, bowed his body slightly, and stared at the opponent vigilantly.

"The background is not bad. You are practicing the "Thousand Spirits Tempering the Body Sutra". You should be from the Yanhuang Tribe, right?"

The vicissitudes of life young man was none other than the demonized Er Xiaoguang. His eyes rested on Li Fukuan's face and he asked in a low voice.

He knew the "Thousand Spirit Tempering Body Sutra"!
Speaking of the Yanhuang tribe instead of the tribe shows that he is not a member of the tribe.

Although Chinese is standard, it has a distinct sense of jerkyness. It is not the kind of strong local accent, but more like just learning it, or not using it often.

Li Fukuan grasped these points, and immediately remembered that he was told on the line some time ago that he must pay attention to a young man with a Chinese face. He is characterized by being tall, handsome, and unfathomable. The weapon has a clear sense of vicissitudes in its temperament.

Li Fukuan didn't know what kind of vicissitudes temperament is at first, but when he saw it today, he completely understood it.

it's him!
He's wanted by the Horde!
Li Fukuan controlled his inner emotions well, showing some astonishment, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Demon Hua Er Xiaoguang thought for a while and said, "Strictly speaking, I should be considered an enemy of your Yanhuang Tribe, but not long ago, I also fought for the Yanhuang Tribe, well, you can call me Lord Quebei."

But humble?Minorities?

Li Fukuan looked around and saw many soldiers climbing onto the roof, while the miserable Confucian scholar on the other side also jumped forward with crutches under his arms, looking at him with unmistakable sympathy in his eyes.

"I left the Yanhuang Tribe a long time ago, and the things over there have nothing to do with me." Li Fukuan replied anxiously, his subtext was: You fucking stopped the wrong person!

Demon Hua Er Xiaoguang, or should I say Quebei, frowned slightly, and looked suspiciously at the distressed Confucian scholar beside him.

The latter sighed softly: "You can understand that it has nothing to do with it."

But he nodded humbly, looked at Li Fukuan and said, "You misunderstood, I'm not here to trouble you, I want to help you."

help me?Li Fukuan froze for a moment, then asked cautiously, "What do you mean?"

The corners of Quebei's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled inscrutablely, "It's very simple, as long as you are willing to be loyal to me, I can help you take care of all these hunters."

Fuck you, if you didn't stop me, I would have already run away... Li Fukuan cursed inwardly, but on the surface he said calmly: "Don't bother, I can take care of these rotten fish and shrimp myself."

It's not that he didn't think about taking the opportunity to agree, and using this to break into the enemy's interior and obtain more important information, but the other party has not yet offered any temptation, and he is not at the end of his rope, so rashly agreeing to work may attract suspicion.

"Young man, it seems that you don't understand that it is very impolite to reject a well-meaning elder." The smile on the corner of Quebei's mouth disappeared, and his right hand stretched out, grabbing Li Fukuan's shoulder as quickly as lightning, Putting the other hand on the sad Confucian scholar's shoulder, he jumped up and led the two of them out of the encircled soldiers, and landed on the street where Guo Anfei's body lay.

Li Fukuan was shocked beyond words, he clearly saw the opponent's attack, but he didn't have time to react at all, his cultivation was obviously restricted, his vitality was mobilized slowly, and his breathing was also slightly difficult.

"Sure enough, it is a cultivator in the Condensation Stage. Only a large gap in the realm can produce such an effect similar to 'coercion'!"

"With such strength, is he a high-level defector from the tribe?"

Li Fukuan's thoughts suddenly turned, and he forcibly suppressed the instinctive resistance. He knew the huge gap between the mysterious body and the condensed essence. With his current methods, all resistance was futile, and once the opponent was angry, Who knows if he will slap himself to death.

The three fell to the ground with flying speed, not too fast, which naturally attracted countless cold arrows and hidden weapons. Li Fukuan knew that this person must have countermeasures, but he did not dare to relax in his heart. He raised the hexagonal blade, ready to dance at any time Net blocking.

Bang bang bang.

There was a rapid crash, and after the cold arrows and hidden weapons flew within two meters, they seemed to hit an invisible barrier and bounced off and fell.

Li Fukuan was so surprised that he opened his mouth slightly. Although he only has a small cultivation base in the mysterious body, he is not short of knowledge. , It seems that I have never heard of anyone who has mastered such a profound skill. Could it be that this person has already broken through to the second level of condensing yuan, and the yuan force is deeper, so he can release the yuan force and condense it into a shield?

The reactions of the surrounding crowd were similar, as if they had seen something unbelievable, but the sad Confucian scholar's expression remained unchanged, as if he had long been accustomed to similar scenes.

The three of them landed on the ground, and a huge and terrifying pressure suddenly surged out of Quebei's body, covering the entire kilometer radius. Everyone felt that their bodies were heavy, and their legs and feet began to lose control, as if they had entered the realm of gods. Like his country, he couldn't help but want to kneel down.

Afterwards, Quebei raised his hands flat, raised his head slightly, and slowly said in a posture of an emperor looking down on the world: "I am the ancient god, the central Jade Emperor, the lord of the heavens, is reincarnated and swears allegiance to me. This is your supreme honor! "

After he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly fell into a strange silence. The expected scene of people worshiping did not appear. On the contrary, there were many people looking at him as if they were insane, including the one on his left. The sad Confucian students.

Li Fukuan suddenly understood, no wonder this person wanted to be sentenced to the tribe. It turned out that he was a paranoid patient through and through. Is this schizophrenia caused by madness?Hey, being too eager for success in cultivation will cause such a big disadvantage?

But he waited for a while, but no one swore allegiance to him, no one, which put him in a rather awkward situation, so he had to look at the sad Confucian scholar with doubtful eyes.

The latter sighed lightly as usual, and said, "You are being treated as a lunatic."

ah?Quebei didn't realize it for a while, but fortunately, he is a monster that has lived for nearly ten thousand years, and his psychological quality is not weak, so he asked in a deep voice, "Why?"

He almost blurted out: "Among your ancient gods, isn't there one named the Central Jade Emperor? That boy made up such a true story to deceive me?"

The distressed Confucian scholar gave him a sympathetic look, and explained: "We don't know whether the Jade Emperor really existed, but among modern people, there are not many people who believe in gods, and almost none believe in the Jade Emperor."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and added with a little helplessness: "So, instead of proclaiming your status as the reincarnation of a god, it is better to directly show your power. This is the most direct and effective way."

So, am I doing too much?Do these people think I'm an idiot?
But his face twitched a few times, realizing what a stupid move he had used. Back then, Liu Zhi told him about the grand scene of gods and Buddhas in the sky in ancient times. What impressed him most was the central Jade Emperor, the lord of heaven. The descendants of these gods will respect their ancestors very much. As long as he shows the power far beyond the ordinary, these people will definitely worship him. For this reason, he also specially used the identity of "reincarnation" to distinguish himself from the descendants. Unexpectedly, besides being in awe of power, these guys are so dismissive of the identity of reincarnated gods, and even sneer at them!
Is this the sorrow brought about by the end of the Dharma Age, when the aura is cut off and the gods disappear?
Quebei could not help but fall into deep thinking.

(End of this chapter)