I Became an Anonymous Boss

The wandering ghosts, the terrifying yakshas, ​​and the walking corpses all no longer exist.

As early as the night of yesterday, the day before, and the day before yesterday, they were all turned into fly ash and became food in the hands of the demon.

The evil spirit blocked by the big array is just a little bit. This place is like a pool after purification, without the source of pollution. At this time, there is running water gushing out from the mountain peak and the ground, a stream of clear, agile and fresh. A living aura.

The evil place that took ten years and was worth tens of thousands of dollars... no longer exists.

The formation map fell to the ground, and the old monster Murong's eyes were blank, and his last hope seemed to be shattered.

……how so?Where is my dark place?so big...

Then at this moment, a figure came out from the darkness. He walked up the stairs, walked through the long aisle, stood under the moonlight, and stretched slowly.

"Well, the fresher air is more constricting, blowing too much air-conditioning is not good for your health." Tianmo smiled and looked at the absent-minded old monster Murong: "This Lanting is really a good place, but it's a pity that you ruined it." ten years."

Old Freak Murong twisted his neck and stared at Bai Taki. For a moment, he understood. Although he didn't know the principle, he understood.

All of this is related to the young man in white in front of him, it's him, it's him, it must be him!

"It's you!—" Old Freak Murong's mournful roar was so sharp, the sound waves roared, and the wooden railings that had been in disrepair collapsed.

"It's me." Bai Taki seemed to be facing Xu Qingfeng directly: "The moon shines on the orchid garden, and the sky and the earth are white, so clean."

"Ah, ah ah ah—" The blood and tears in Murong's eyes couldn't be stopped at all: "You ruined my Yin, you killed my evil spirit, you ruined my immortality!"

The voice was like a cry in the wind. The blood and tears of the two-hundred-year-old man had been ruined in one go.

The dream of longevity was shattered, and the belief and ambition that supported him collapsed.

Two hundred years old bastard, so miserable.

Murong glared, gritted his teeth, and blushed furiously: "I want you to die, I want you to be smashed into ashes, take out your soul, let you feel all the pain in this world, I want you..."

Facing the line of life and death, Shirataki was able to hide his emotions at first, but soon he couldn't help it.

He secretly... laughed out loud, and he didn't hide it.

"Yes, it was me, I did it all, I killed all the evil spirits in Lanting, I exposed your plan, and I ruined your way of immortality."

"And now..."

The Heavenly Demon faced the false realm of the Heavenly King and declared calmly.

"I'm going to kill you."

Chapter 310 The Second Heavenly Demon Kills the Heavenly King

Heavenly King, Heavenly King Realm.

Even if it's just a king of false realms, it's a battle beyond the scope of ordinary force.

Although there are many ways of transcendence in the world, apart from Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, there are also various differences, such as holy fire, witch god, seven killings, etc., all of which are to seek the transcendence of land gods without exception.

However, the reason why both Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism can become the right way is not because they are so upright, but because there have been gods on land in these ways, so they are regarded as the right way by the people of the world.

And Wu is the carrying body, Wu itself is not a way, if you want to transcend, you usually need to refer to the extra way, which has the title of extra.

It is not uncommon for people to aspire to the world of immortals with martial arts. In the past thousands of years, in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods, there was a famous white horse general who established the world with martial arts. In the Great Limit Realm, he entered the Earth Immortal Realm, but the final title he got was the Confucian title of 'Sage of Soldiers', not Martial Saint.

Therefore... There have been very few people who have asked martial arts since ancient times, and there are only a few in the world.

Murong Lao Wangba gave up martial arts and turned to Daozong practice, which is another form of seeking transcendence, not a mistake.

What's more, even if all the true energy in his body has been transformed into spiritual energy tainted with evil, he can still extract the supernatural from the broken and fallen realm of the heavenly king, and activate the vision of the heavenly king.

The more advanced the cultivators are, the more proactive they are in their cultivation. Their strength and courage are no longer the weight to determine the outcome. As long as the soul is still alive, even a trace of breath can destroy mountains and mountains, destroy cities and villages.

Don't take leaders as cadres.

Don't mistake the false realm for being the king.

If he doesn't open his mouth, who in the world will know whether he is the real heavenly king or a false heavenly king?

Shirataki lightly revealed the purpose of this trip, revealing his murderous intent.

But greeted with Murong's ridicule, he was furious, wishing to tear this person into pieces, but felt ridiculous because of his speech.

"Just you?"

"You haven't even comprehended the innate, want to kill me? Why?"

"If Princess Zhen Guo was here, it might not be difficult to kill me, but her aura is not around here, and where do you have the confidence!"

Lao Wangba stepped on the dragon shape formed by earth and rocks, tens of meters above the ground, overlooking the Lanting ruins, overlooking Baitaki, as if watching an ant, with the yin fire burning with anger, he knew that he would live forever Hopeless, feel what despair is, all nothingness is filled with anger.

After hearing Huangkou Xiaoer's words clearly, he laughed absurdly. After laughing, he felt contemptuous.

"In this world, who dares to kill me!"

The Heavenly King raised his head to the sky and roared, his black hair turned into silver-gray, his eyes were red, and the howling storm blew away the white mist that lingered in the mountains.

In the dark night, the human figure released a smoldering fire, lighting up the night.

Pilian's strength destroyed and tore apart the flat land in the mountains, Shirataki tilted his head to avoid a splash of wood fragments.

Just standing here, he felt extremely heavy pressure, like facing a tornado storm, knowing that once he stepped into it, he would be thrown into the sky a thousand meters, and he would definitely die if he fell down.

But his heart was not so heavy.

After all, this is not the first time that the first time is raw and the second time is familiar.

The last time he killed the Heavenly King, he relied entirely on his half-baked second sword, and almost ended up paralyzed in the end.

This time I have to be a little smarter, for example...

Shirataki spread out his palm, a dazzling lotus flower bloomed in his palm, he gently blew on the black lotus in his hand, which was woven like tulle, and almost instantly, the black lotus was involved in a blatant tornado that connected heaven and earth, Floating in the strong wind, it seemed to be shaky, but it floated straight all the way, locked onto Murong's figure, and just quietly stuck to his body, sinking into it.

The moment Hei Lian submerged into the body of the Heavenly King, Murong's body shook violently, and he looked down at his chest with an expression of disbelief.

"Ah, ah ah ah—" Murong Pharaoh let out a painful roar, his voice was like the roar of a trapped animal: "You, what did you do, you—"

He stared at Shirataki on the ground, with his right hand firmly clasping the black lotus in the center of his chest, his eyes turned red, he felt a majestic energy pouring into his body, and he couldn't help it at all. Control, this power was something he absolutely dreamed of in the past, and it was even enough for him to hit the Heavenly King Realm.

However, at this moment, it became his reminder, because...

Boom——!The sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a thunder on the ground.

A layer of pitch-black clouds quickly gathered on the top of Huju Mountain, which was originally breezy and bright and unattended, electric snakes rolled and thunder danced wildly.

The thunder and catastrophe that broke the realm came unexpectedly.

Bai Taki looked at his palm, and sighed regretfully: "A hundred-year-old earth demon, a rare treasure among the treasures of heaven and earth, can be exchanged for at least a handful of famous soldiers and three golden elixirs of breaking the realm. Good things... I just gave it to you for nothing, which can be called a generous gift."

"Do you really think that Xiuyu attacked you to kill you? But it just implanted the lotus heart of the Earth Sha in your body. When I let go of my hand, it will naturally find it along the air mechanism and directly help you break through."

"If you, old bastard, had the guts to kill me directly by opening the vision of the heavenly king, instead of coming to Lanting to make a final fight and refuse to give up longevity until death, I might not be able to throw out this earth evil in time. Maybe it will really let you run away."

"But you are too greedy, you are so greedy that you are crazy, until the end you want to live longer."

"So, if you don't die, who will die?"

Bai Taki said loudly: "Now that the fourth-grade lightning calamity is on top of your head, I think you will end up being wiped out this time."

From beginning to end, everything was as he expected.

The sky thundered bursts, and the power of thunder accumulated. In an instant, thunder light the size of a bucket fell from the sky and fell on the stone dragon. The snake, most of it collapsed in an instant.

Bai Taki covered the glare of the thunder, and from the corner of his vision, he vaguely caught a glimpse of Murong's scorched outside and soft inside. In the beam of thunder, it was like a human body that had been irradiated with X-rays, and a very explicit scene suddenly appeared.

What about the king of heaven?Is it really too big to pass the sky itself?

The fourth-grade thunder tribulation is the fourth-nine thunder tribulation, a total of nine thunderbolts, only the first one fell, Murong's body was covered with cuts and bruises, his whole body exuded a burnt smell, more than one third of the smoldering fire had been extinguished, as if The bastard that was beaten back to its original shape became sluggish and coughed up a large mouthful of blood. A little white mist rose from the blood.

What Tianjie tempered was not the body, but the spirit and soul. He had no defense measures, and was directly struck down by the thunder. The Zifu couldn't bear the impact. Elephants cannot be maintained.

This is just the first thunder.

There was despair in Murong's eyes, today's catastrophe, he cannot escape, it is inevitable that he will die.

At the critical moment between life and death, Murong Shuangtong looked at Bai Taki with incomparable resentment, he no longer had any intention of taking chances, and the last obsession in his heart was hatred and murderous intent.

——Even if you die under the thunder, I want you to be buried with me!

Panlong moved, mobilizing the little spiritual power left, Murong let out a roar, and rushed towards the ground facing the second thunderbolt that struck his head, roaring towards the ground with overwhelming momentum, intending to destroy the entire Lanting, The hateful young man in white was ground to powder.

The Earth Rock Dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, and it was so broken by the thunder that it completely lost the spirit of a dragon, and instead looked like a ferocious beast.

The power of the thunder fell on Murong's back, followed him to the ground. In an instant, the landslides and the ground shook, and the already dilapidated buildings in Lanting were demolished and leveled. Every piece of rubble, every piece of wood, every wall is as fragile as tofu on a sticky board, being pushed and flattened.

Bai Taki remained calm, his heartbeat slowed down, watching Panlong's tricks, and caught a glimpse of the third thunderstorm brewing in the sky.

His toes exploded, and instead of retreating, he rushed forward, rushed under Panlong's sharp claws with determination, and then burst out at the fastest speed in his life, with three flashes, directly darted to Murong, and stepped on the dragon's head.

Old Wang Ba was already staring at gold stars at this time, fire, blood, and thunder were intertwined, his eyes were almost blank, only a glimpse of the afterimage of white clothes, and subconsciously opened his teeth and claws to tear the person in front of him, but he felt a sharp shock on his forehead. sink.

A sneaker stepped on the top of his head.

The non-slip pattern on the sole was engraved on Lao Wang Ba's forehead, and Bai Taki stepped on the opponent's forehead and leaped into the air.

The moment he jumped to the top, a blue-purple glow lit up in his hand, echoing the thunder on the sky.

The thunder of the fifth type of thunder activated the lines on the fourth type of thunder, and the palm-sized silver hammer rose in the wind, exceeding the length of one meter in an instant.

This may be Shirataki's limit, but it's still not enough to suppress and kill the king of false realms.

Then the third thunderbolt fell, and it landed on the silver hammer impartially, and the thunder exploded!

The four-style Thunderbolt is like an inflated balloon blown in one breath, the power of the Thunder of Heaven Tribulation flows away, and every ray of power stimulates it to become bigger, from one meter in size to 50 meters in size that stimulates the eyeballs.

Yitong in white is holding a 50-meter silver hammer, and lightning flashes on both arms. Every inch of his clothes is full of lightning.

Like a god descending to earth, people saw the picture in the myths and legends, and the magnificent picture scroll was displayed in front of them. The demon god dressed in white waved down the thunder judgment with his bare hands, and lowered the sun to judge.

On the earth, there is a broken Panlong and a false realm of heavenly kings.

In the sky, forty-nine thunder calamities, the devil descended from the sky.

Good one, Thunder Hammer Tudilong!

Good one, Heavenly Demon kills Heavenly King!

Chapter 310

Xiuyu was holding her chin, watching the Xiantian battle at close range.