"Monster, what other methods do you have?"
Among the ghosts, the old demon from Black Mountain was speechless.
As a Black Mountain that has developed spiritual wisdom early and has been practicing for tens of thousands of years, it can definitely call itself: a living fossil of the demon clan.
In front of it, Pudu Cihang was just a little offspring that lived a little longer.
And all of this is due to the caution hidden deep in the soul of Montenegro.
If other monsters heard such a provocation, they would definitely rush out of the underworld to challenge him, relying on their profound knowledge and unparalleled magical powers.
But the old demon from Montenegro was different, it endured it.
Because the world of the earth is not his home after all, in order to prevent the ship from capsizing in the gutter, even if he really has the intention to kill certain existences, at most he will only use his clones.
This is the bottom line!
But the current situation is actually very clear. Using the book of life and death, the judge's pen, and even his own ten thousand years of Taoism, the sudden killing was not completely effective. The Human Emperor and his companions finally survived the killing.
"It's difficult to win without showing off your true form."
"Forget it, speed up the battle, unite the Yin Division as soon as possible, and expand the power to areas outside of the City of Fusi."
"Anyway, with the blessing of the underworld's luck, he is not worthy of being a human emperor."
As he spoke, the old demon in the gloomy imperial robe stretched out his giant palm covered with grimaces, waved it casually, shattered the magic mirror, and stopped paying attention to the human world.
It knew in its heart that the human emperor who controlled the dharma body of King Mingling would reach out to the underworld sooner or later.
It’s more about experience than intuition.
As soon as he occupied the City of Vain, he used the ghosts to practice evil arts and tried to expand his power to the human world. Thinking about it from another perspective, wasn't the same thing true for the Human Emperor?
We are all the same type of people, not satisfied with the present.
the other side.
The human world.
The power of the curse, which was sometimes dark and sometimes scarlet, was wiped away bit by bit, eventually leaving a palace full of skeletons.
With this level of catastrophe, the only people who could survive near the Fengtian Palace were Lu Li, Duke, their companions, and a few lucky ones.
"Taoist Qingxu is still alive. I have to say that the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal is worthy of being a Taoist treasure."
Duke has black hair and looks as young as ever, except for a slight graying on his temples.
As he spoke, his temples turned black again.
"But the other Taoists are so lucky. Only two of them are still breathing. They are like gossamers and may disappear at any time." Zhao Feng clasped his hands together, and the brilliant and gorgeous Buddha's light reappeared, and his slightly dry body gradually filled up.
After his state improved slightly, he waved the seven-level pagoda about the size of his thumb.
In an instant, the pagoda enlarged and floated in the main hall. Golden Buddha lights continued to spray out from the top of the pagoda, helping everyone recover.
Since everyone present was one of their own, no one resisted the Buddha's light entering their bodies and allowed it to roam within their bodies.
"Lao Lu, Longhu Mountain suffered heavy losses this time."
"How are you going to arrange them?"
After finishing speaking, Duke took the initiative to receive a ray of Buddha's light. While feeling the warmth contained inside, he looked at Lu Li who was sitting on the dragon chair.
"It's not a big problem. The souls of all those who died were taken away by the bull-headed horse and never entered the land of reincarnation."
Even though he said this, Lu Li couldn't help but sigh.
Lonely person: A humble name for an ancient emperor, that is, a person who is self-effacing and ungrateful.
In addition, the emperor is aloof and possesses supreme power. No one can equal him in status and power. He lacks friends in his life and has no one to talk to, so he calls himself a widower.
Thanks to the old demon from Black Mountain, Lu Li became a loner in the physical sense the moment he completed the enthronement ceremony——
All the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty were reduced to withered bones.
Even Zuo Qianhu, who was about to achieve a breakthrough in martial arts, was lying on the ground, dead, with only one more layer of skin than others.
Well, that’s all…
To be honest, Heishan's move was really disgusting, and Lu Li felt his face hurt.
However, rushing into the Netherworld rashly like this is really a way to seek death, playing right into the hands of the old demon from Montenegro.
"Sooner or later this account will have to be settled."
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Lu Li began to divert his attention and think about how to clean up the mess in front of him.
First of all, none of the classmates closest to him died, and Shouyuan was already trying his best to make up for the loss.
Either swallow the elixir or breathe out the essence of spiritual energy.
With mutual support, I believe it won't take long to return to full strength.
Therefore, there is no need to worry about it yourself.
As for the three remaining Taoists in Longhu Mountain, their condition is not that good, but it is not hopelessly bad either.
There is a saying that Zhao Feng's seven-level pagoda is indeed extraordinary. The time it takes to perform indiscriminate treatment only takes a few breaths. The three people headed by Taoist Master Qingxu stabilized their heartbeats.
Gradually, under the witness of Lu Li, their faces gradually became rosy, and their hair that was as dry as thatch also gained some luster, and they were about to regain their independent consciousness.
When the time comes, it’s good to take care of yourself.
Not only that, strange phenomena also appeared on the corpses of Zuo Qianhu, Wei Guogong, and even all the civil and military ministers in the palace.
Every inch of the exposed bones seemed to have spirituality, with unknown scriptures flowing on them!
Of course, there is no degree of transformation in it.
The Buddhists did have many creepy methods, but Lu Li knew that Zhao Feng would not use such magical powers on his own people. He and Duke had both personally verified this.
"Boss, the current limit of what the seventh-level pagoda can achieve is flesh and white bones." Zhao Feng regained his jade-like appearance and said in a deep voice: "I leave the matter of the living dead to you."
The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep someone alive until the fifth watch?
Answer: City God dares!
At least King Ming Ling can.
What's more, those who died in the southern Zhili area were under their direct jurisdiction.
"Thank you."
Lu Li nodded towards Zhao Feng, and the unhappiness in his heart faded a little.
At first, he planned to forcefully use the newly learned Tiangang Technique [The Moment of Flower Blooming] to rewind the time in a small space to half a moment ago.
In this way, the rotten bones are turned into fresh flesh and blood, and then the soul is released, and the mess is cleared up.
And Zhao Feng took the initiative to do the thing, which definitely saved Lu Li the risk and trouble. After all, the scene of losing control of the Tiangang's magical power [Big and Small Ruyi] in the past is still vivid in his mind.
"Old Black Mountain Demon, it's really not that simple."
King Ming Ling and Lu Li were from the same source, and with a single thought, they knew what each other was thinking. He took back his dharma body that lingered between heaven and earth, waved the judge's pen, and kept writing on the extra blank pages in the book of life and death. :
"The Duke of Wei, Xu Tonghe, lived sixty-four years."
"Minister of Rites..."
"Qianhu Zuo..."
The old monster from Montenegro slashed everyone's lifespan with a swipe of his pen, so all he had to do was change it back and spend more time.
About a quarter of an hour passed.
The courtiers inside and outside the Fengtian Hall were once again crowded, and they deeply understood what it meant:
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
"The evil beast that caused trouble just now is a big demon who privately occupied the City of Waste. I want to personally conquer it. Everything that happens in the human world from now on will be handed over to the Supreme Emperor. Do you have any opinions?"
Lu Li gathered his thoughts, looked at the officials standing in front of him again, and asked again.
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