I Became an Anonymous Boss

The sacrificial envoy knew at a glance that this person was insane. If he hadn't been insane, he would not have slaughtered him like this, let alone take the initiative to attack him.

...Where is the lunatic?

The sacrificial envoy had never met Bai Taki, nor had he cared about it, because he was too weak, not at the level of a heavenly king, and even had no place in this game of chess.

So the astonishment is only for a very short time.

Because this astonishment quickly turned into anger.

The sacrificial envoy saw the other party make a movement from a distance.

Stepping on the winding blood, the bloody phantom raised his right arm, spread out his palm, facing the sky, then put his four fingers together, and hooked him.

This is a very simple gesture, a kind of provocation that the elderly, middle-aged, young and children all understand.

——Come here!

The blood pressure of the sacrificial envoy was immediately full. He is not such a restless person, but after being trapped by the white monk for so long, and listening to him chanting scriptures, rapping and flirting, the internal anger and anger have already accumulated too much. When he was provoked, the hatred of being stabbed just now and the contempt for the weak welled up in his heart. Almost instantly red-eyed, the Yin God pulled a ball of resentment from the dead from the battlefield and turned it into ghost fire.

"Crazy devil who is overconfident, I will drive you out of your wits today!"

Chapter 520 How can I become stronger without blackening?

Not far away, Gao Rou's expression changed slightly, and he was about to step forward, but was blocked by Xia Houmei.

"You still want to stop me?" Gao Rou was dissatisfied.

"I don't need to stop you." Xia Hou frowned: "Can't you see that there is something wrong with his appearance?"

Gao Rou took a closer look, and suddenly lost her voice: "Fourth level of innate, practicing virtual realm... the peak."

"It's been less than half an hour since he went in." Xia Houmei said in a low tone, "I don't know what method he used, but it seems that he may have gone crazy. There is nothing wrong with such a drastic improvement."

"Become a devil with one thought." Gao Rou murmured, "A person like him can also fall into a devil with one thought?"

"It's scary when smart people become paranoid."

"Even so, I have to save him." Gao Judao: "He has no chance of winning against the Yin God."

"Do you think you can save him by going there now?" Xia Houmei said indifferently: "What are the consequences of hasty actions? You don't know that the Witch God Cult has too many ways to deal with ordinary warriors."

The Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect said indifferently: "Wait...wait for the opportunity before making a move."

She tapped on her umbrella: "This distance is enough... two Heavenly King realms can pose enough threats to him."

Qin Gu glanced at Xia Houmei, with a look of guard in his eyes.

Xia Houmei smiled slightly: "I just want to sell favors, Yan Yunyan is dead, can't I change my partner?"

Gao Rou didn't speak, but looked at the monk in midair.

She shook her head, and the Buddhists can't count on it. The Buddhists like to talk about subduing demons and demons. In their opinion, the madman is not worth saving. Now that he has been destroyed, the King Kong is not broken. Fighting is happy to be prejudiced.

When Qin Gu was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Xia Houmei swearing: "I'm a mother!"

She widened her beautiful almond eyes, pointed at the priest who spiraled three and a half times in the air, and looked at the arrogance of the phantom.

Just now, her eyesight could barely see clearly.

The two sides clashed more than a dozen times in an instant in close-range offensive and defensive battles, and fought at close range, it turned out that the sacrificial envoy retreated.

The sacrificial envoy took away the body of Old Ghost Liu. Old Ghost Liu is a master of the Great Vientiane Realm. He is not weaker than Cao Zhong, and is even good at cutting off the innate way. He will be restrained by him if his realm is higher, and he will restrain him if his realm is lower. If you can't beat him, who can win against him except for the masters of the same level who have been stagnant in the Great Vientiane Realm all year round?

This is also the reason why the sacrificial envoy is so confident. The body he chose, in order to seize it, can be said to be painstaking. The Da Vientiane, which can kill the king of heaven, and the cultivation level of the third-rank Yin god, the superposition of the two is more than double happiness, it is simply the best in the world. invincible.

You can see how powerful the combination of the two punches is when you look at the arhat who is deflated.

Then he was stunned by a slap.

That slap just smacked his face so simply, directly, and so pretentiously, and with a slap, the palm fell, and the priest made a volley for three and a half weeks, and the whole person flew upside down 30 meters, blasting into the wall of the city wall, like Steppenwolf, who was kicked by Superman, still hadn't recovered from his mentality.

Then he greeted him with a pass of Wang Baquan, really, he didn't talk about martial arts at all.

The demon's moves abandoned all fancy moves, no longer pursued beauty and gorgeousness, and used all his strength on the blade. There was no need to abandon it, and he didn't need to be reluctant to be injured. Anyway, there were tonics everywhere, and his fists smashed the wall. One-sided Liu Laogui, who was pressing down on the Great Vientiane Realm, struck fiercely, and his human form fell into the city wall. Every punch and every kick made the city wall tremble.

"I've heard..." Gao Rou said uncertainly: "Most warriors will become three times stronger after falling into the devil's way."

"Madman is three times stronger? This is more than ten times stronger." Xia Houmei didn't believe it: "Unless he is so strong on weekdays, but he has been restraining him all the time."

The two Heavenly Kings fell silent, perhaps they were really restraining it on purpose.

Human nature is a shackle, and the animal nature after the liberation of human nature is the only and pure power.

After a short pause, no one knew who said, "The Heavenly King can be killed, and the Yin God can also be killed."

At that time, the sky was full of dark fire, and the flying white snow was ignited by the dark fire.

"Enough!" Shouted violently, the sacrificial envoy pushed away the gravel, and stamped the demon's chest with a palm, knocking it back: "A mere madman, how dare you!"

He has captured countless yin and fire, and the realm of yin and god belongs to ghost cultivation, which essentially belongs to Taoist Qi training, but it is not the orthodox Xuanxin, but ghosts and gods.

Yin God's cultivation cannot be fully utilized in the ordinary world, and its greatest supernatural power is to open up a "hell" similar to the location.

Being in the underworld, he is the master of the underworld. The improvement he has gained in the home battle is huge. Not only can he absorb huge Yin energy, but his power is inexhaustible. He also has the right time and place, not just a skyscraper The environmental card is comparable.

But this is not the Underworld, and many methods of the third-grade Yin God Realm cannot be used. What the Witch God Sect is best at is not fighting directly, but secretly calculating. sea ​​of ​​consciousness.

However, Heavenly Demon does not take any mind control, and all moves aimed at the soul are ineffective. The demonization is three times stronger, and the means of interfering with the mind are even more ridiculous. Using stimulation therapy for mental illness will only make the mental illness more insane in most cases.

Shirataki's sea of ​​consciousness was already extremely chaotic, only Pei Ran's killing intent remained.

Yinshen drives the soul power like a long river, and the word 'kill' can be heard all over his ears, just like a mind-reading substitute messenger, all his ears are full of Ola Ola.

Then he saw the fist shadow rushing toward his face.

Damn, slap in the face!

The sacrificial envoy avoids the Poyan Fist, because of it, the body-refining martial artist in the Great Vientiane Realm is not as good as the opponent, but he will not be beaten to death by three or two punches, the strong energy protects the body, he slaps the ground, the Yin fire gathers and disperses, A ball of raging fire formed in the palm of his hand. It was not like a ball of flame, but formed by the gathering of resentment, like a condensed body of resentment souls. Ordinary people would be swallowed up by this resentment.

A ray of resentment can turn Feiyu into a rock, and the most indispensable thing in the battlefield is resentment and resentment. Thousands of resentment are gathered with bare hands, and the dark fire floats away, covering the shadow of the demon and engulfing it.

The envoy sneered at first, then was dumbfounded: "You..."

The yin fire is swallowed up, and the heavenly demon will not refuse anyone who comes, resentment, resentment and evil spirit, this is the tonic with the highest conversion ratio of demon energy.

He swallowed it into his stomach like a whale sucking water, and drank it in one gulp, like Vita entered his heart, his cultivation level improved, his magic energy increased, and it was as full as a lake.

The demon gobbled it voraciously, the lion opened its mouth wide and swallowed [-]% of the Yin fire, and the upper, middle and lower dantians burst at the same time, as if they were about to burst.

But this is also a sign, which means that he is not far from breaking through.

The barrier of the Vientiane Realm has also begun to shake, and cracks have appeared in that barrier.

The Heavenly Demon grinned, and spread his palms to the priest who was in a daze for a moment... coming and going without being rude.

The Jaw of the Panlong!

The earth shattered like a dragon's head coming out of the ground, and the stone plate was like a dragon's jaw biting on the priest. Even if he reacted and stepped on the ground to fly into the air, the stone dragon kept chasing after him. With infinite energy, the arms manifested a skeleton head. The two skeleton heads opened their upper and lower jaws, and the white bones met the stone dragon, biting the stone dragon's body from left to right, tearing it to pieces.

Among the scattered corpses, the phantom rose into the sky on the broken stones, as if riding on the back of a dragon all the way up. This scenery seems to be really chic if it is dressed in white, but now it is a pitch-black streak that goes straight up to the snowy sky. All that remained of the phantom was the rage that seemed to poke a hole in the sky.

The priest put his hands together, and the skeleton heads reappeared. At this moment, hundreds of skeleton heads split out and bit the human figure. However, after the hit, the furious and rampant phantom turned into a phantom and quietly dissipated.

The phantom of the heavenly demon split into dozens of afterimages in the blink of an eye, flashed in mid-air, and moved on the constantly falling snow, but it was difficult to distinguish the real figure from the fake.

The priest interlaced his five fingers, divided his mind and mind like playing a musical instrument, and used all his efforts to lock countless phantoms. The head of the skeleton tore apart dozens of phantoms. In another round, he tore apart hundreds of phantoms. There was a flash of blood in the air, and the young man's waist and abdomen were torn apart. A large piece of flesh and blood, exposing the white bones.

Yinshen raised his finger and pointed at countless dodgeable ghosts, and the ghosts rioted.

When the Heavenly King Realm comes, you have to stay away, otherwise you will be torn into pieces.

It's not bad for the priest to think so, but he still misjudged the fury of the demons, and the ghosts let the demons indulge in their bodies, dripping with blood and flesh and blood, forcefully broke through the blockade of the demons, and tore apart the demons like a tide with their bare hands. With a strong ghost aura, he broke through the ghost aura with a desperate posture, and even the swords, guns, swords and halberds of thousands of ghost soldiers could not stop him.

The Heavenly Demon caressed the top of the head, clasped the Yinshen's Tianling Cap with five fingers, and the blood in his eyes soared, redder than the Blood River.

The Yin God finally realized that he was careless, and he should have tried his best from the beginning, even if he opened the gate of hell, he would fight with it, but it was too late.

"—— Demonic Devourer!"

……

Burial King Cave, Dragon Vein Corridor, the embroidered jade retreated ten miles, and the stone walls covered with dragon scales were covered with frost marks formed by condensed ice and snow.

She was panting, but she didn't dare to stop, the seventh level of Taiyin True Qi couldn't be delayed for how long, Princess Zhen Guo would be so embarrassed.

The two Daqin priests on the left and right were even more unbearable at this time. They each broke their left and right arms, and their cultivation base plummeted to the level of a heavenly king. Gone.

But their expressions were neither sad nor happy, they just glanced at each other, bumped Xiuyu's back with their shoulders, and pushed her out of the King's Burial Cave.

Immediately, he clasped the mountain wall with the only remaining arm, and then exerted force. The mountain wall was dragged, making a heavy sound, and the diamond rock clanged and rubbed.

The two priests joined forces to seal this line of sky.

"It's meaningless to fight to the death, the farther you can escape, the better."

The stone wall was suddenly blocked, and the ice and snow condensed in the Burial King's Cave.

Xiuyu bowed her head to the mountain wall, she could hear the sound waves coming from behind the mountain wall.

After a moment of silence, the woman withdrew the lament from her eyes, dragged her wounded body out of the King's Burial Cave, and finally glanced back at the imperial tomb.

This Imperial Tomb is not the Great Qin Imperial Tomb, but... the Great Zhou Imperial Tomb!

Chapter 520 She's Still Alive

When Duan Mujin woke up, her head was still aching.

Her drinking capacity wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either. To be able to get drunk so easily, there must be something added to the drink.

God knows if it is the ingredients of sleeping black tea?

She got up from the bed, and her first reaction was to touch her chest subconsciously.

Then she found it was gone.

Left and right, front and back, all gone.

Because it is too flat, it is impossible not to feel it while wearing something.

She lost her Qiankun pairing ring.

The flustered expression lasted only a few seconds before she regained her composure.

Not many people here know that she has the pair of rings of heaven and earth, and they don't know the function of this pair of rings, even she is studying it herself.