I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 185 The Calamity of the Devil, the New Era

No matter what, Wu Lang just wants to get off work now.

Too tired, too weary, too mentally exhausted.

Although he used to operate the company, calculate the layout, make various plans, and coordinate the whole when he was working before, and he has gained a lot of planning experience in this area, but now this wave of overall planning is exhausting after all.

In my previous life, when the project failed, most bosses deducted wages and dismissed me.

If the project here fails, it will be completely cold, and it will drag the future of the entire Jingzhou people.

call!

"Finally off work." Wu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, "After finishing this vote, I should feel completely at ease, and the threat of death is completely gone."

He poured a glass of water and drank it silently, "However, this time is still commendable. With this wave of fists shown, other states should be alerted. It is estimated that no one will be able to catch me and parade me again!"

Cool!

There is no more internal trouble in Jingzhou, and the various sects have become an iron plate.

The aura has been revived, and they have begun to restore the holy land. The Dapai also has seven Great Emperors, and the era has begun to prosper.

What's the situation now?

In a sense, although I am weak, I am still an "idol" in name, the "spiritual belief" of Jingzhou. I am responsible for developing exercises, responsible for civil work, and helping the people at the bottom to develop.

The seven great emperors who have crossed the catastrophe have to feed me upside down!

There is also the princess of the merman race, who brought the whole race over backwards!

Those who stood by themselves were very stubborn, so they ate the soft rice, and they all had to protect my development.

The general trend of Jingzhou has been established, and the rest is rapid development.

Before, I didn't bother to care about the development at all, because I knew that a certain emperor was at home, and when it was developed and built, it would definitely be broken in a war.

Now that the war is over, we can start building infrastructure.

He was smiling and in a good mood, "The fishing industry along the coast, the crafts industry, and even a wave of Confucian scholars... and the disciples of the Little Leiyin Temple, and the disciples of the Emperor's Emperor."

"First Clan"

"The other holy lands are developing, and they dare not stop the development of my two sects. Let's develop together."

"In Jingzhou, there is a lot of waste waiting to be reborn. The powers of the magic disaster integration period are all cold...the magic disaster has no spare power. The magic disaster has been pacified, but the cloud and mist abyss next door launched a counterattack to see if there is a chance. Kill another emperor and take the opportunity to usurp the throne."

He is addicted to Zhandi Zhan.

Besides, I used to give it a go, and I was going to live or die against Taoist Xueke, but now it's different, even if the Devil Slayer Emperor loses, the base camp of Jingzhou is still there.

He kept thinking.

This situation can't help but make him feel like a cultivating simulator game on the earth in his previous life, developing a sect on a continent, recruiting disciples, developing various industries, and promoting exercises.

But this is what a disciple of the Underworld Sect who has only been down the mountain for a few years can do?

It's come to this extent!

Even he can't laugh or cry, feeling that fate is very strange.

Coming here with the essence of future civilization, although he was unwilling, he still remembered the huge wave that turned the world upside down.

"Master, Master, eat meat! I just went hunting."

Beside, the little demon girl said happily.The fourth disciple, Yun Rong, has replaced Xu Xinying and has become a new close-fitting padded jacket, taking care of food and daily life for herself.

Now, Xu Xinying's little padded jacket has turned into a black padded jacket, and she wanders outside all day long.

"Forget it, I want to return to my thoughts, and I will talk about the details later."

Wu Lang asked himself that he was not a thrill-seeker.

He is more self-aware than anyone else.

I am a low-level cultivator, and it looks like a fox pretending to be a tiger, but that is not my fundamental strength, and the only way to improve the realm is king.

outside.

With the end of the enthronement ceremony, after the emperor beheaded, the eight human emperors also left, obviously leaving with complicated emotions. It is estimated that when I go back and tell the outrageous knowledge of this enthronement ceremony, the other Eight Continents will become a sensation again, and it will be sooner or later. thing.

But Wu Lang didn't love him.

From such a distance, can you come and beat me?

At this time, countless people were also cheering, started to set off firecrackers, and held a banquet to celebrate!

Even, some people have already walked out of the ground!

"The disaster, it's over!"

"We can finally see the sun again!"

"Have you seen that ocean? That is the future of the monks! I heard that the monks are going there, time secret ocean, to practice!"

A picture of a thriving festival.

Next, some of their people decided to get out of the ground and start building the city again, with the help of craftsmen.

There are also some common people who still choose to live in the Little Leiyin Temple underground and have become devout Buddhists.

"I, Jingzhou, have an emperor!"

People like Xu Xinying were also cheering everywhere: "The spiritual energy has recovered. With the strong spiritual energy, various spiritual herbs are about to appear on the mountain, and various spiritual beasts will also reappear. The mountains everywhere will become mysterious and dangerous. Lingshan Mingchuan will appear, and a new adventure begins!"

"The evil disaster has been pacified, and the ocean has covered a large area of ​​land to form a swamp. This era is the era of the Great Emperor."

Mu Jiqiu said slowly: "Countless geniuses will appear and fight for the emperor together. This is the best era for young people of our generation! This sword of mine is just right to visit every genius!"

Wu Lang glanced at it, but didn't bother to pay attention to it, and let them be happy. He was not a traditional immortal cultivator, and he fought and took risks everywhere...

He, the overtime party, just took a few glances, continued to stay behind closed doors in the cave, and turned his eyes to the front again.

Ding!

[Your Taoist companion, the bloody Taoist, was brutally killed by you to testify to the Tao, and died. 】

"Well, it's stable like this."

He was not afraid of the issue of suspended animation after being reminded. After letting go of this matter, Wu Lang just wanted to have a good sleep.

After a dark sleep, he stood up energetically, felt the message of the Netherworld Sect token, and returned to the Netherworld Sect.

"Brother, fierce!"

Xing Hanhan was bragging again, looking flattered, "Other states have gone through the changes of the times, are torn apart, and have countless infighting... Now Jingzhou is monolithic, and everyone works together, which is very special."

"Can it be special?"

Wu Lang smiled and said, "Pressure, foreign enemies, are the means of cohesion. By the way, Senior Meng Po is looking for me?"

Just when the senior sister wanted to brag and comment, Wu Lang took the opportunity to interrupt her.

"Yes."

Xing Hanhan nodded, "Do you know that what you did before was very risky! If it weren't for our Underworld Sect, which is the world's number one sect that understands the soul, Senior Meng Po, you will be forced to suppress it for you, I'm afraid you will be killed. The flood of consciousness washed over."

"Feel sorry."

Wu Lang nodded. He was indeed reckless. After all, his knowledge was not enough and his realm was too low. He didn't know that he would be so ruthless at that time.

"Go to Meng Po." Xing Hanhan said: "You still have sequelae, which need to be resolved as soon as possible."

Wu Lang nodded, went down the seventh peak, and looked for Po Meng on Huangquan Road.

Chapter 186 The Underworld Undercurrent

On Huangquan Road, Po Meng looked Wu Lang up and down, and said, "There are still incense sticks."

"Are there any sequelae?" Wu Lang asked.

In this battle, the risk of manipulating that large formation by oneself is still very high.

After all, even if it is considered exhaustive, to kill the emperor, you have to pay something.

Granny Meng poured down a bowl of soup, turned her head and said, "Incense fire is poisonous. If the cultivation of the incense fire air luck system is too low, it will cause big problems if one's own level is too low to withstand the concentration of the common people's consciousness that is too high."

In the past, the person who proclaimed himself emperor was at least in the fusion period, so he could naturally bear it.

But in the Nascent Soul stage, one cannot bear the side effects of the torrent of incense, and the vast consciousness gathered by all beings will make people not themselves.

"There is a lot of residual poison in your body before your eyes!"

Meng Po said: "His soul has been washed too clean and sacred now, even your emotions and desires have been diluted, and turned into a pure and lofty indifferent and forgetful Tianzun."

Wu Lang frowned slightly.

I thought about it carefully.

From the moment he endured the big formation, to the exchange with the Eight Emperors, to the end of the enthronement ceremony, his emotions seem to have faded a lot.

However, Wu Lang didn't panic.

The journey of cultivating immortals has been bumpy. Who can still be called cultivating immortals if they don't show signs of going crazy a few times?

"You should be lucky, you have demon blood in your body."

Meng Po suddenly laughed, and said again: "If you didn't have the blood of the demon and the blood of the dark side in your body, you might have turned into a pure light and incense god now!"

"After all, the luck of the Buddhist clan of the mountain spirit and the mighty righteousness of the human emperor, your two systems are too clean, and you have to have another bloodline to restrain you."

"Yin and yang must coexist, a single yin cannot grow, and a single yang cannot grow."

Too bright is never a good thing.

That is, those extreme Buddhist tantras like to turn people into "gods", not human beings without emotion.

"Next, you don't have to worry."

Granny Meng waved her hand and said with a smile: "Go to the eighteenth floor of hell. Although it has been turned into ruins, it is also full of countless dark and mixed thoughts, and there are also a lot of evil thoughts and soul mud. Go and encourage the blood of demons, and you will be able to recover." normal now."

Meng Po has many ways to solve it.

But he chose the most fundamental one and let him solve it by himself.

"Yes, thank you Granny Meng."

Wu Lang's words were full of sincerity.

Having elders in the family is like having an encyclopedia, which can help you get back from going astray at any time.

This is to help yourself complete the foundation.

If it is in other sects, it will definitely not be so easy to solve...

This is timely help!

Wu Lang felt a little rejoiced.

The background and advantages of the first Demon Sect are his biggest backing. As the younger generation of Demon Sect, they hope that no matter what it is, they will help them solve it.

After saying goodbye to Po Meng, I went to the [-]th hell.

This is the first time for Wu Lang to come to the 18th floor of hell, and he has never seen it in the "Huangquan Ghost Escort" forum. After all, this is the [-]th forbidden area where photography is prohibited, not to mention that only a few high-level players of the Huangquan sect are eligible to come. The interrogation here is at least a prisoner in the fit period.

When he came to this land, he was also very curious, "This is the legendary kidney-cutting operating table."

Crash.

There are countless dark and blood-stained instruments of torture around.

Hooks, thin knives, iron needles, skinning tools.

Every time he walked one floor, Wu Lang gained a new insight, which was much more terrifying than the ten torture tortures in the Qing Dynasty.

It's hard to imagine how cruel it was here at its peak.

How spectacular it is for those big brothers to be tortured here.

Even part of the soul mud is produced here, but these soul mud are all attributes of fear, hatred, and horror.

Soon, he crossed one's knees to retreat here to improve the bloodline of the demon:

"I have to hurry up and shorten the time to within a month."