Two hundred million in debt? I relied on metaphysics to make my debut and become a top-notch person!

Sikong Mu’s forbearance was almost broken, and he glared at the masked Rong Chunhua.

A small person, no matter how similar his temperament is to Zhu Hua, he is not Zhu Hua. He thinks that he can compete with Shi Sang by hooking up with him? It's just a daydream!

Rong Chunhua withdrew his hand, shook his head and sighed: "The defense is broken, the defense is broken."

Sikong Mu took a deep breath and could no longer endure it: "Enough!"

Rong Chunhua suppressed the provocation in his eyes and immediately regained his sage-like appearance.

Sikong Mu condensed an ice knife in his hand with a fierce smile: "I just eliminated a strong enemy for the Immortal Master. I am very happy. I will not bother with you any more. Go to hell."

Rong Chunhua retreated quickly, and the immortal officials hiding in the dark appeared and blocked his way.

In order to play the role of Wuming well, Rong Chunhua demonstrated a few moves and then pretended to be defeated and captured.

Sikong Mu said with disdain: "I thought you were so powerful, but you are just being clever. I can kill one of you and injure the other with a little trick. Do you dare to resist the Immortal Lord?"

Rong Chunhua lowered his head and said nothing.

Sikong Mu flicked his sleeves and left: "Take it away and ask for credit from the Immortal Lord."

Rong Chunhua had his hands bound with ropes and was forced to follow a few people through several turns and arrive at the Supreme Palace.

The extremely secretive Supreme Palace cannot be found by anyone without the guidance of the immortal officials in the palace.

Sikong Mu's eyes were full of admiration: "If we take you down, no one will be able to stop the Immortal Venerable from becoming a God Venerable."

After learning that someone had followed Wenchuan back, he was ordered to investigate Shisang's background. He was suspicious by nature and adhered to the principle of rather killing someone by mistake than letting him go. He wanted to determine whether the god who followed Wenchuan was Shisang.

After all, today's gods and immortals either surrender, are imprisoned, or die.

If it wasn't Shi Sang, he would make friends with him. If it was, I'm sorry, Black Water Cliff is Shi Sang's burial place.

Shi Sang was young and too impatient. When he learned that his spiritual energy was sealed, he could not wait to expose his identity as a demon. Apart from the Immortal Lord, Shi Sang was the only demon in the fairy world.

no doubt.

This god was Shi Sang. According to the plan, he led Shi Sang to the Black Water Cliff and left Shi Sang to die without a complete body.

Rong Chunhua looked calm, as if he was not worried about Shi Sang. He slowly predicted: "Later, Xiang Duoluo will hit you until you vomit blood."

Sikong Mu was full of disbelief. He had found out for the Immortal Lord that the God Lord was Shi Sang, and he had also eliminated Shi Sang. It would have been fine if he didn't reward him, but how could he possibly beat him?

Think so.

Sikong Mu came to the front of the hall and asked the immortal official at the door to report that he had important matters to report.

next moment.

A tall and stern figure appeared in front of Sikong Mu. What came into view was a pair of bare feet. Looking upwards, Xiang Duoluo's beautiful figure was wrapped in a complicated robe. A pair of heterochromatic pupils were tinged with coldness, and the little finger on his left hand was missing.

Although they were both demons, Xiang Duoluo, who had ascended to the supreme throne by stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, was more bloodthirsty and indifferent than Shisang. Xiang Duoluo looked down at Sikong Mu with a gloomy face. She did not look like a deity, but rather like a life-seeking Asura from hell.

Sikong Mu did not forget to take credit after he finished his story: "Master Immortal, Shi Sang can no longer pose a threat to you!"

He waited for the Immortal Lord to praise him.

Then he flew out.

The terrifying force hit Sikong Mu, and the four ribs under his chest cracked. The bones sank deeply into the flesh. Sikong Mu spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the white jade brick red.

He looked puzzled.

Why did the Immortal Lord hit him?

It can't be that Shi Sang is also a demon, the Immortal Lord feels lonely and is in need of a fellow tribesman, and he ruined everything?

The other immortal officials were so frightened that they felt cold all over.

Xiang Duoluo did not look at Sikong Mu again, his eyes fell on Rong Chunhua: "Should I call you Zhuhua Supreme God, Chunhua Sword Lord, or the Heavenly Dao Agent?"

She sat high on the clouds, yet seemed to know everything.

Rong Chunhua said: "It's just a name."

Xiang Duoluo said sternly, and as she looked sideways, his demonic energy turned into an arrow and shot straight at Rong Chunhua: "It's just a title. If you don't care about it, why do you keep stopping me from becoming a god?"

The magic arrow stopped in mid-air.

As if being blocked by something.

Xiang Duoluo was not surprised at all. She looked at the empty place and said, "You shouldn't come here to seek death now."

Rong Chunhua pursed her lips: A big illusion in the fairy world - anyone can kill Shi Sang at will.

Shi Sang waved away his invisibility spell and smiled, "How can you be sure that the one who died was not you?"

When he saw Shi Sang's face, Xiang Duoluo's calm face was moved a little. He sneered as if he remembered some enemy, and murderous intent gradually spread.

Sikong Mu's pupils trembled, and he growled in pain, "Didn't you jump into the black water?!"

Shi Sang's appearance was like a sharp thorn that pierced Sikong Mu's throat, leaving him unable to utter any other sound except expressing his surprise as to why Shi Sang was okay.

Black water is weak water, specifically designed to defeat monsters. No matter how powerful Shi Sang is as a demon god, he cannot get rid of the demonic nature in his body.

Shi Sang blinked and said, "We just said that it couldn't be a bluff. Without you leading us, we wouldn't have found this place and wouldn't have seen your Immortal Lord. Thank you very much. I will burn some incense for you on your death anniversary next year to express my gratitude."

Sikong Mu spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted. The other immortal officials trembled and dared not move. At this moment, they really wanted to faint like Sikong Mu.

Xiang Duoluo stared at the red mole on Shi Sang's forehead and said, "If you had come later, you would have grown up to be able to fight me. Now, you will only die."

Shi Sang touched his brow and smiled slightly: "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that I haven't broken the seal yet."

The words have not yet fallen.

The moon-catching weapon flew out from Shi Sang's sleeve. The magic weapon was so bright that it didn't look like a piece of silk, but more like stranded moonlight.

Lao Yue made a heart shape in the air: "Master, what else do you need Yue Yue to take out?"

Shi Sang pointed to the center of his eyebrows.

Xiang Duoluo also took action together with Lao Yue.

Come to think of it, Xiang Duo Luo will not watch her break the seal.

Xiang Duo Luo gathered his strength with a cold face: "You didn't crack it, haha, the way of heaven is on my side."

Shi Sang greeted him: "Tsk, do you think I'm as stupid as you? How could I forget such an important thing?"

Xiang Duoluo frowned, and when she looked carefully, she found that the blood on Shi Sang's forehead was not hers.

Shi Sang kept belittling Xiang Duo Luo, adhering to the idea that he should use his mouth as well as his hands: "You are a perpetual single dog who doesn't understand romance. Today, let's settle all the old and new grudges together."

Before coming, Rong Chunhua gave a drop of blood to Shi Sang. The meaning was very clear. After taking out the blood of Xiangduoluo God, he kept his blood. This is called possessiveness.

Pretending to fall into the black water, Shi Sang took the opportunity to use Lao Yue to break the seal and followed in stealth.

The so-called new and old hatreds, apart from the old hatred of her biological mother, are the reincarnation of Rong Chunhua, and she cannot become a god.

Hundreds of millions of lives have indirectly died because of Xiang Duoluo's selfishness. Even the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal World is now trapped in its own web and regrets supporting Xiang Duoluo.

Xiang Duoluo laughed wildly.

Time has not reduced Xiang Duoluo's fear of the proverbs. In order to get rid of the proverbs, she works hard to climb up. As long as she becomes the creator god, she can create a world that completely suits her and no longer fear the proverbs.

She killed her father and sister, and finally became a demon god. She finally came to this day, and she doesn't want to be pulled off the altar.

Years of fear gradually devoured Xiang Duoluo's sanity. Even though she put a seal on Shi Sang and even though she tried her best to prevent the demons from becoming gods, she could not stop Shi Sang from ascending.