I'm Always the Villain

The Dark God was stunned.

Sang Jiuchi in front of him was not to mention unscathed, he could even be described as "vigorous".

He held his own beating heart, and just now, Fan Lu also took another heart from his body.

The Diablo God's mind, which had been muddled, suddenly woke up.

Wait a minute?

The two of them, one for you and one for me.

My heart is now pinched by the two of them? !

Sang Jiuchi had already landed beside Fanlu, probably because he saw the black hula bar in Fanlu's hand, and Sang Jiuchi was very considerate and used the cleaning spell to help Fanlu clean his hands.

The heart that had been polluted by black mud immediately revealed its true colors.

A small one, about the size of an apple, with a golden color, is beating vigorously in a "plop plop plop".

The one in Sang Jiuchi's hand was pitch black, and it was also beating healthy.

Below the stands, everyone gradually became quiet.

They look at me, I look at you, hold their breath and look up the stage, for fear of missing a trace of dialogue.

The monks with flexible minds have already realized what is going on, and they will string together the front and back, and the cause and effect are also revealed.

Just now Fan Lu said that the "Demon Emperor" was not the Demon Emperor, and then a dark thing came out of the Demon Emperor, and the Demon Emperor fainted.

In other words, something possessed the Demon Emperor.

There is also Wentianzong Great Elder who suddenly turned into wood and then turned into powder, don't think they didn't see it, the first elder stared straight at the "Demon Emperor" as soon as he came out, and they didn't believe it when he said that the two of them had no legs .

Everyone looked at the black liquid above their heads and gasped again.

This black boy who had never seen before was obviously much stronger than them. Just now, he just raised his hand and dropped it, which almost wiped them all out.His strength is not what they should be in the cultivation world, it is more like an existence above the cultivation world.

If we connect the front and back together, could it be that this young man came from a place higher than the realm of self-cultivation and smashed through the void, he hibernated in the realm of self-cultivation, possessed himself on the body of the Demon Emperor, in order to destroy the world of self-cultivation? !

Among the quiet crowd, someone yelled in a low voice, "This man is not the God of Destroyer, is he?!"

The man's voice was very small, but in this highly tense environment, it hit the heartstrings in everyone's brain.

The God of Destruction? !

What he did just now was obviously for the purpose of destroying the realm of comprehension.

That's right, he is the God of Destruction!

The boy turned around and sneered when he heard the voice.He leaned over and looked at the group of ants in front of him, with disdain in his eyes: "I am the God of Darkness, the main god in charge of billions of planes, don't confuse me with the God of Destroyer, whom I have never heard of."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, their eyes flashed relief and affirmation.

It really is the God of Destruction!

Listen, God of Darkness, just listening to the name is a standard villain!

God has always been an existence infinitely above them.

If God really wants to destroy this world, what other options do they have other than to escape from this world?

However, if they couldn't do without, they would have to wait to die.

Knowing their inevitable end, everyone became quiet and calm.

They looked at the other two on the stage, who were standing opposite the Dark God.

One of them was wearing a green feather coat, and his long silver hair was untouched, floating slightly with the breeze.His handsome face was always free and easy and calm, as if what he was facing was not some dark god at all, but just a tiger made of paper.

The other person was still yelling, beating, and killing just now, and almost the entire cultivation world poured out, just to capture this little Nascent Soul cultivator.He still had mottled scars from the fight, and there were even a few traces of blood on his face.

But it was this man who they wished to kill quickly, standing firmly next to Immortal Sang and a little forward, protecting Immortal Sang behind him with the attitude of a protector.

They knew that these two were master and apprentice.

But these two men who were clearly incompatible now seem to be very harmonious.

There are even some... good matches.

A few months ago, Immortal Master Sang stood outside the secret realm and hugged Fan Lu in front of the crowd.

Since then, there have been scandals about Immortal Lord Sang and his apprentice Fan Lu in the comprehension world.

But soon this kind of rumor was self-defeating, because Sang Jiuchi didn't show up even once when they were chasing Fan Lu.

If it's really a preference, how can you refuse to save him?

But now, everyone is confused again.

What exactly is going on?

I always feel that they missed a lot of things, too many things seemed to have happened in just a few months, but they only paid attention to Fan Lu, and didn't notice other things at all.

The expression of the Dark God is also intriguing. He opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and his expression was unpredictable.

Seeing that the Dark God had something to ask, everyone fell silent, subconsciously took two steps back.

Some monks who resigned themselves to their fate had already given up their resistance and sat down cross-legged.

The monks of the Xuantian Sect were still waiting in full force, but when they tilted their heads, they saw a disciple of the Hehuan Sect looking at the script with their legs crossed.

He glanced at the name of the script, and immediately asked via voice transmission: ""Forbidden Belief"? Fellow Daoist, are you watching "Forbidden Belief"?"

The disciple of the Hehuan Sect watched happily, and immediately raised his head when he heard his colleague, with a calm look in his eyes, he said via voice transmission: "Yes, you also know?"

The disciple of Xuantian Sect nodded vigorously, "But I didn't buy it. This book is so popular that it is out of stock every time I go. It took me a long time to buy only the first volume, and I didn't buy anything after that."

Hearing this, the disciple of the Hehuan Sect groped in the storage bag and took out a story book: "This is the second book. I bought all three books and finished reading them. I will lend you a look."

The disciple of Xuantian Sect took the storybook and quickly pushed it back.He heaved a long sigh, "Thank you fellow daoist, but there's no need. Seeing that everyone is going to die, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish reading this time."

He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth for the last time, and said via voice transmission: "Fellow Daoist, if you mind, could you please tell me the story behind it, so that I don't have any regrets before I die."

The Hehuan Sect disciple paused for a moment, he looked around suspiciously, and finally fixed his gaze on the Xuantian Sect monk.

The cultivator of Xuantianzong looked down at him, and the disciples of Hehuanzong had strange expressions, as if they were struggling with something.

Xuantianzong monk sighed, "Fellow Daoist, don't be so entangled. This period of time is the same for everyone. Everyone wants to save the last period of time for themselves. Sorry, I was reckless just now."

A disciple of the Hehuan Sect grabbed his sleeve and said via voice transmission: "Brother, you misunderstood, oh, that, I need to connect multiple people through voice transmission."

What, multi-person voice transmission?

Before the disciple of Xuantianzong could react, his spiritual consciousness was pulled by a force.

The next moment, he heard the sound transmission of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect resounding in his mind, "Ahem, that, can all the brothers and sisters hear it?"

Xuantianzong monk: "..."

Following the questioning of the Hehuan Sect disciples, more than a dozen voices rang out in his mind.

"I heard it, I heard it!"

"very clear."

"Thank you, brother, I heard you clearly!"

The eyes of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect wandered around, and finally set their sights on the cultivator of the Xuantian Sect, "This senior brother of the Xuantian Sect, can you hear me?"

The cultivator of Xuantianzong swallowed his saliva, and replied dryly: "I can hear it."

The disciple of the Hehuan Sect breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, it's the first time I have so many people together to transmit sound, I'm afraid I might not get it."

"Well, that's it. Because everyone asked me about the plot behind it, I couldn't transmit the sound one by one, so I pulled everyone in. I want to ask, all of you have only read the first volume of "Forbidden Beliefs" ?"

When he was speaking, monk Xuantianzong noticed that there were more than a dozen people sneaking up around him.

Those people gathered around the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, staring solemnly at the Dark God in front of them with solemn expressions, but they were jumping with joy in their minds.

"I only read the first book."

"I read half of the second book, but I didn't buy the third book."

"I haven't even read the first book."

The chatter of the crowd exploded in Xuantianzong's mind. He pulled his collar in embarrassment, and looked sideways at the two people on the stage.

Although they have been transmitting sound for a long time, in reality it has only been a moment.

Sang Jiuchi and Fan Lu stood side by side on the stage, and he heard Sang Jiuchi say, "Dark God, nice to meet you."

Just when he heard Sang Jiuchi say this, the synchronized voices of Hehuan Sect disciples suddenly sounded in his mind.

He heard the disciples of the Hehuan Sect also say: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Different from Sang Jiuchi's natural speaking, the voice of Hehuan Sect disciples seemed to be reciting lines.

More than a dozen people looked at the Hehuan Sect disciples in unison.

The Hehuan Sect disciple also had a very subtle expression on his face. He tremblingly picked up the book in his hand and skillfully flipped to a certain page of the third volume.

Then, the Hehuan Sect disciple pointed at a line of text.

Everyone looked intently, only to see that it was written in the book:

Immortal Lord Sang stood indifferently, and said softly: "Dark God, nice to meet you."

The Xuantian Sect disciple's eyes suddenly changed. He looked at the other dozen people and found that the expressions on their faces were also very shocked.

Then, the hand of the Hehuan Sect disciple began to slide down, pointing to another line of small characters.

As soon as they saw what was written in the book, they heard the voice of the Dark God, "Are you plotting against me?"

In the book, there is also a sentence: "Are you plotting against me?"

Everyone: "..."

What about this book?

What they thought they were reading was just a novel, but it was actually a prophecy book? !

Who is the author of this book? !

Among the many monks, some people seem to have read the third part.There were rustlings in the quiet crowd. The disciples of Xuantianzong looked around and saw the monks who had been working independently just now gathered together in piles, and the people around the center were holding a book in their hands. .

Not only the prophecies, but the prophecies are scattered almost everywhere?

The problem is that the book of prophecy has been scattered all over the place, and they didn't expect it to be a book of prophecy before? !

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a waste of money, right?

At this moment, the Dark God turned his back to the ant monks below, not knowing what happened behind him.

Sang Jiuchi smiled and said: "If you don't use this method, how can you show yourself. I feel that something is wrong since the demon war thousands of years ago caused the entire cultivation world to lose its normal cycle."

"Dark God, has he come to this world since then?"

"After I entered the tribulation period, one day I suddenly discovered the secrets of this world. The demon war ten thousand years ago caused this world to lose its stable cycle. I have deduced countless times the way of heaven, the only future of this world It's all death, and out of the billions of calculations I've done, there's only one time I've managed to save the world from being destroyed, and that's to force out your real body, kill you completely, release the spiritual energy that you took as your own, and recreate them. returned to the earth."

The Dark God frowned, what was Sang Jiuchi talking about?

Half of what he said he could understand, and half he couldn't understand.

What I understand is the way to save the world, but what I don't understand is "the deduction of entering the period of crossing the catastrophe".

Didn't Sang Jiuchi just come to this plane?How can I say it as if I have been in this plane all the time?Could it be that he is still trying to play the role of Immortal Lord Sang until now?

When the Dark God frowned, Sang Jiuchi continued to speak: "After that, I started to think of ways to lure you out. I figured out that Fan Lu was the key to saving the world, so I rushed to save him at that time. But unfortunately, I only had time to save him. Fan Lu, but he has no chance to save his parents."

"Later, I deduced how to kill you. You have two hearts, and you can only be killed if you kill two hearts at the same time. So I began to search for your heart. I searched for many years, and finally deduced it one day. One of the hearts is in the Slaughter Field. What shocked me even more is that the Slaughter Field is also your masterpiece."

"The Slaughtering Battlefield is a prop you use to absorb the dark side of the world. It's not the god-level spiritual treasure secret realm we think of at all."

Behind the Dark God, the sound of pages turning could be heard in unison.

When he turned his head, he saw the monks grouped into a pile of ten or twenty, all staring at the one in the middle, with a subtle expression of strange excitement on their faces.

The Dark God felt that his brain was not enough.

For some reason, he always had the illusion that he was being counted and was still counting money.

He wanted to know what they were doing, but now that he was standing opposite these two Buddhas, he couldn't concentrate on seeing what these ants and monks were doing.

The monks looked at the beautiful small characters on the books neatly, and listened to the same live broadcast in their ears.

How should I put it, it should have been a scene of doomsday with swords on the verge of breaking out.Now it is indeed a little subtle, even a little ridiculous.

When watching the live broadcast, they already knew that the ending was very happy. If this is a book of prophecy, it means that everything will follow the words of this book.

Sang Jiuchi and Fanlu worked together to save the world, and the world of self-cultivation did not perish, and it ended with the death of the Dark God.

The panic, uneasiness, and depression that once lingered in everyone's hearts disappeared without a trace after knowing the finale in advance.

As the darkness in their hearts disappeared, the black slime that had been pressing on the sky began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Dark God suddenly raised his head, not understanding why the dark side of the atmosphere he had brewed for so long suddenly disappeared.

He turned to look at the monks with calm expressions, and then turned his head to look at Sang Jiuchi, frowning: "You did this too?"

While speaking, he looked at the heart held in the hands of the two of them.

It's crazy that these two people are holding his lifeline, and they still have time to chat here.

Sang Jiuchi shrugged: "You are the God of Darkness, and you live by the dark side of life. The more darkness you have, the stronger your power will be. In other words, the planes you destroyed were not killed by you, but by you. I was harmed by myself."

Sang Jiuchi carefully recalled the script, and completely entered a state of immersion, "Of course, I also deduced these through the deduction of destiny. In order to prevent the monks from being bewitched by you, I gave the monks sedative pills in advance."

The Diablo God looked coldly at Sang Jiuchi in front of him. He underestimated this man. Is this the tasker who made Quan Shen and the others suffer continuously?

How could he have thought that he was just a small character? !

"Your longevity lamp is clearly off, why are you still alive? And my heart," the Dark God grabbed the heart of the Demon Lord from the void and brought it back for himself. "There is clearly my aura on it."

Sang Jiuchi glanced lightly, "Oh, that one, I cloned the fake one using the cloning technology of the technology plane. Of course, I also know the technology plane through deduction. I stepped on the void and went to that place. noodle."

Under the stage, everyone gasped in unison.

They knew that Immortal Lord Sang was extremely powerful, but they didn't expect Immortal Sang to be so powerful.

Crushing the void is an ability that only gods can do.There is also the deduction ability of Immortal Lord Sang. There are indeed spells among the monks that can deduce the future, but because of this, it is often at the cost of life loss, and everyone does not do deduction.

Immortal Master Sang deduced again and again, how much life did he pay? !How many lives does he have left?

They always thought that Immortal Lord Sang was just a dedicated cultivator who didn't leave the door and didn't go out. They didn't expect that he was working hard to save the world.

For a moment, people looked at the stage in a complicated manner. In addition to the previous awe, they looked at Sang Jiuchi with respect now.

Sang Jiuchi paused for two seconds, thought carefully, and continued to speak: "It has been ten thousand years since the demons came here ten thousand years ago. You have been able to lie dormant for so long without any movement, which shows that you are very cautious. In order to be able to We have also made a lot of efforts to lure you out. First of all, my death, in order to make you believe that this obstacle of me has been removed, I and Mozun joined forces to perform a scene."

"As for why my longevity lamp goes out. The longevity lamp is made of divine soul, which is the unique soul attribute of a cultivator. As long as I change from a monk to a manaless mortal, the longevity lamp will naturally go out. I refined a A kind of ammunition that can temporarily turn a monk into a mortal."

"Besides me, you are also afraid of Brahma, because he is the key to killing you. So in order to make you feel that your plan has succeeded, we have resorted to tricks and created the illusion that a large number of monks were killed by him, making him a The target of criticism you hoped for."

The Dark God's eyes widened: "Fake death?"

Sang Jiuchi chuckled: "Fan Lu didn't kill those people, just like me, they took the elixir, and I kindly invited them to be a guest. At this moment, they have recovered their cultivation and returned to their respective sects. Fellow monks, please rest assured."

The Dark God finally understood the cause and effect, he tensed his shoulders, his face that was smiling just now was gloomy and unpredictable.

Some parts of Sang Jiuchi's talk are cloudy and foggy, especially the "deduction" he mentioned many times.

What deduction is fundamentally because he is a tasker and knows something through the system.In order to maintain his own personality, he shamelessly said that he deduced it by himself.

Pooh!

After Sang Jiuchi spoke back and forth, he finally understood the cause and effect.

When he knew all the truth, the Dark God finally understood that he had been tricked, thoroughly tricked.

He is the supreme god, even the god of war who has no one in his eyes is defeated by his subordinates.But it's just such a tiny tasker who took all his schemes into account!

Anger surged wantonly from his chest, and the shame of being played by ants flowed from his mind to his whole body.

He trembled uncontrollably, his pupils turned red with anger.

He laughed ferociously, and the boy's body suddenly stretched and turned into black liquid again, and the black liquid stretched upwards.

The little black liquid left in the sky seemed to be summoned and headed towards the Dark God.

Soon, two black liquids, one large and one small, merged into one, and a huge black figure covering the sky and the sun shrouded the cultivation world like a visitor from outside the sky.Everyone looked up, his huge body was hanging in the sky looking down here, as if a giant was looking down at a ball with contempt.

A roaring voice came from the shadow, "Sang Jiuchi, do you really think that you can kill me if you get my two hearts? Hahaha, you are all deceived, how could I take my heart? The Achilles' heel is so easily revealed. You want to save this world, but I want to destroy it!"

As the Dark God spoke, a huge arm stretched out from the clouds.

Just one arm is bigger than the legendary Kunpeng, covering the sky and the sun, as if the sky is about to collapse.

When everyone looked up, they saw a twisted smile on the face of the dark God of Darkness.

The Dark God stretched out a finger above the sky, intending to crush this plane directly with the most primitive divine power.

This is his real body.

His true body contains his most primitive dark power, which is his strongest existence and also his weakest moment.

If God of War is still there, he will definitely not reveal this form.

That pervert seems to be born for beheading, born with brute force.If he cut himself with the knife, he would have to scrape off a layer of skin if he didn't die.

Every main god has his own body and special ability, and his body is this.

In order to be able to keep the secret of his own body, he spread rumors about the two hearts, just to divert the attention of the enemy.Let them believe that even if they attack their own body, they will not die, so they turn to look for the useless heart.

But in fact, that pair of hearts is the most useless.

The Dark God "chichi" laughed, and he greedily looked down at the mortal world, wanting to see their frightened expressions and absorb their dark side again.

However, in his eyes, those monks who were desperate and terrified at first stood there in a daze, with a bit of contempt deep in their eyes.

Scorn?

I am a high and mighty dark god, they are just a group of ants, how dare they despise themselves? !

The Dark God was furious, he screamed and roared.

The audience in the stands watched the performance of the Dark God indifferently.

No matter how arrogant he is now, he will be killed by the God of War in a short time.

Unexpectedly, Fan Lu turned out to be the God of War descending from the sky!He went down to earth to save the world from the dark gods, but they almost killed the world's savior because of their own selfish desires!

Everyone looked at Fan Lu in the stands, and there was already a lot of things in their eyes.

Awe, fear, guilt, worship.

And when everyone turned their eyes to the huge behemoth beyond the sky again, only contempt and contempt remained in their eyes.

Having not received a single bit of dark power, the Dark God was suddenly terrified and uncomfortable.

Frightened by the eyes of everyone who seems to have seen the end long ago, it is not suitable for the strange behavior of this plane.

He quickened the movement of his hands, his huge fingers broke through the clouds and stabbed at the ground.

People, but they didn't even hide.

Seeing that the fingers were about to touch the ground, a huge magic circle suddenly appeared in midair, firmly blocking the fingers of the Dark God.

Under the protection circle, a group of monks stood up one after another and took out the magic weapons in their hands.

They are like comrades in arms who have rehearsed many times. Following a certain monk's order, all the monks poured all their cultivation bases into the magic circle.

And the already huge magic circle expanded again, covering most of the comprehension plane in an instant.

The Dark God poked hard in several places, but they were all powerless.

Pressing his fingers on the glittering golden magic circle, not only did not cause any attack, but it also made his fingers extremely painful.

He didn't understand why the cultivation world, which seemed to be full of loopholes at first, suddenly became indestructible.

Just when he had nothing to do and started to go crazy, the eyes of the monks became more solemn and determined.

Everyone looked at Fan Lu in the distance in unison, their eyes full of hope.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Fan Lu handed the heart in his hand to Sang Jiuchi, and slowly flew under the magic circle.

As his body sank into the magic circle, a huge golden light and shadow suddenly appeared from the magic circle.

The man's whole body was bathed in golden light, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

But people still stared upwards vigorously, not daring to miss any moment of the scene.

The dark god's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked in horror at the huge figure slowly coming out of the magic circle.

That face that he will never forget until death, and those eyes that never care and are indifferent!

The Dark God looked down and saw the man's palm.

In his hand, he suddenly held a golden spear.

Who else would this person be if he wasn't the God of War? !

The powerful battle spirit of the God of War suddenly struck from all directions, oppressing his body forcefully.

At this moment, he remembered the fear of being intimidated by the God of War!

The Dark God subconsciously wanted to escape, but just as he was about to turn around, a long spear pierced his body forcefully, and it pierced right into his heart, impartially.

The power of darkness immediately dissipated from the wound, and the power quickly flowed from the body. All limbs and bones seemed to be electrified by high-voltage current, and they were so numb that they didn't even have the strength to move their fingers.

In this helpless numbness, the Dark God could feel his body shrinking rapidly and uncontrollably.

In a daze, he felt his body being pinched by something.

Looking over, the Dark God's breathing stagnates again.

The golden god of war pinched him with just two fingers. The fingers of the god of war pierced through the clouds and the magic circle, and threw the small dark gods back to the stand, and threw them in front of Sang Jiuchi.

The same position as before, but a different situation from before.

Just now he was sure of winning, but now he has lost.

The Diablo God lay slumped on the ground, looked up at the still compassionate face in despair, and let out a low growl, "Who the hell are you?"

But now he is too weak, so weak that even if he really speaks, he can't make a sound.

But the considerate Sang Jiuchi understood what he meant, he leaned forward, returned the two useless hearts to him thoughtfully, and said in a voice transmission where everyone couldn't see: "I'm just a tasker. You already know this, what you should ask is not what I mean, but who Fan Lu is. It’s been so long, haven’t you discovered that Fan Lu is the God of War?”

The Diablo God looked at Sang Jiuchi angrily, and roared silently: Of course I know that Fan Lu is the soul fragment of the God of War, I just know him...

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed from the mind of the Dark God.

He stared blankly at the magic circle in the distance.

Fan Lu had already left the magic circle, changed back to his previous human form, and walked slowly towards here.

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he could only step on the ground step by step and walk over with difficulty.Beside him, the monks knelt on the ground one after another, praising his name reverently: "Welcome to the God of War!"

The Dark God turned his head to Sang Jiuchi stupidly, and asked Sang Jiuchi to smile strangely. How can there be any compassionate and decent monk's face, which is clearly the most standard vicious villain's face.

He heard Sang Jiuchi smile and say: "He is the god of war, he came after me, envy you single dog?"

Diablo exhausted.

Damn, he's about to die, and this guy is still showing affection in front of him? !

Sang Jiuchi went on to say: "I made a psychological profile of you through God of War's description of your previous behavior. The conclusion I drew is that you are an extremely timid and cautious person who lacks a sense of trust. But such a timid person It is very unreasonable for a cautious person to put things related to his life outside instead of beside him."

"So I made a fake heart to test you. When the Demon Lord gave the heart to you, you didn't feel relieved at all. You just threw it in the storage bag. It's your life, you cherish it so much People with life, but treat their own life like this.”

"So I have come to the conclusion that whether it is me or God of War, the information that 'find your two hearts can kill you' is wrong. The source of the wrong information is most likely that you put it yourself. Come out to confuse the public."

"Then I was thinking about where your body will be safest after confusing the public, and then I deduced that it is your body. After everyone knows the wrong message, they will no longer be obsessed with attacking your body, but will go to Look for two hearts. This way, on the contrary, it protects your body."

"You have experienced everything after that. Your soul is hiding in the demon emperor's body, but we can't find your body. So we have the trick of three tricks and three catches later, to lure you to release your own body."

The Dark God smiled wryly, and he could feel his vitality was rapidly passing away.

There is an enigmatic tasker in front of him, and the God of War who is about to come behind him. He is now at the end of his battle, and death is his only end.

But there was still something he didn't understand. With the last bit of strength, he looked at Sang Jiuchi and asked via voice transmission, "Why are these human monks not afraid of me all of a sudden?"

Sang Jiuchi raised his eyebrows: "Oh, this. I wrote a storybook before, and I wrote it for fun at the beginning. After coming out of the secret realm and knowing your true face, in order to prevent you from taking advantage of their dark side , I wrote everything that happened afterwards in the third booklet."

The Dark God was shocked: "You mean you have expected everything that happened just now?!"

Sang Jiuchi: "It's not expected, but deduced. Didn't I say that I have done a psychological profile for you before? Give you your psychological profile, and I can deduce that you will have different behaviors in different situations. What kind of reaction. Fortunately, my deduction did not make a mistake, and I deduced every step you took, including what you said."

"However, at the end of the deduction, the situation is not optimistic. The possibility of us defeating you is only 1%. As long as you create panic at the end, the monks will generate a steady stream of dark power for you to drive. Therefore, preventing monks from generating dark power is a decisive victory The key to it, and then I thought of the booklet I wrote when I got up."

"Lucky again, the brochure exploded, which means that there will be many people who buy it and read it. I predicted all the things that will happen afterwards with private goods, but the final ending was changed to us winning easily. I It was even written in the brochure that the key to winning is to let them inject their cultivation into the 'God-making Formation' I prepared in advance."

"After that is what you saw. They kept seeing the dialogue in the storybook repeat in reality, and then saw the finale of easy victory. Of course, there was no fear. And they also injected all the cultivation bases into it very well." In the formation of gods."

"In this way, my words have become the reality, and the reality has become the story." Sang Jiuchi looked away from the dark god and looked up into the distance.

His originally compassionate and indifferent expression immediately showed a warm and affectionate look in his eyes when he saw a figure. Under everyone's attention, Sang Jiuchi stood up, walked to Fan Lu and supported him by his side.

The Dark God looked at the two people supporting each other, and smiled wryly again.

These two people will kill God Realm one day.Sang Jiuchi firmly grasped all his thoughts because he was so good at calculating, not to mention those three idiots.

Life is still passing by quickly.

At the last moment of his life, the Dark God wanted to send some information to those three idiots. He wanted to tell them the fatal message that the God of War had awakened and could enter the plane, but he was too tired.

Under the oppression of the two, his soul didn't even have the ability to turn over. In the eyes of these weak mortals, what they saw might just be a pair of loving lovers.

But in the eyes of a dark god like him, what emerged from the two bodies in front of him were two extremely powerful and resolute souls.

Those two spirits stood in front of him with their teeth and claws open, like two towering peaks, no matter how much he climbed over, he couldn't climb over it.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the body of the Diablo God has slowly turned into powder.

All the monks looked at the two people on the stage with burning eyes, knelt on the ground in unison, and said reverently: "Thank you two fairy masters for saving the world!"

Sang Jiuchi is the Immortal Lord, and Fan Lu, the reincarnated God of War, is also the Immortal Lord, no problem, right?

With the support of Sang Jiuchi, Fan Lu raised his voice and said: "During the previous pursuit, only my uncle Mozun protected me. In order to protect me, he passed on the position of Mozun to me, so I should not Speaking of your Immortal Lord, I am the Demon Lord now."

They haven't forgotten the mission, which says that Fanlu needs to become a Demon Lord.

He thought for a while, turned his head to look at Sang Jiuchi warmly, and said angrily: "When I was chasing until I was covered in bruises, my master didn't come and just me. What a vicious master, he forced me to become a murderer who killed many people." The monk's world-destroyer."

Everyone: "..."

Uh, is this, flirting?

When everyone didn't understand why, Sang Jiuchi smiled softly, and said dotingly: "Yes, it's all my fault that I didn't protect my apprentice well, so that I let him fall into the devil's way by mistake. In order to repent, I am willing to fall into the devil's way together with my apprentice. From today onwards, there will be no Immortal Lord Sang in the world, only one Demon Lord Sang. From now on, I will live in seclusion in the mountains and forests with my disciples and concentrate on cultivation, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

Everyone suddenly raised their heads and stared blankly at the stands.

Suddenly, someone whispered: "Immortal Sang... Lord Sang has deduced it countless times. Is it possible that life is coming to an end soon, so I just want to be with my lover in the last time?"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks broke their defenses.