I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

"Who is pretending to be a fool?"

When Lingping followed He Qi and walked to a place that seemed to be the ruins of a factory building.

He heard a quick and hoarse rage.

He turned to look at He Qi and asked, "Is it your ancestor?"

He Qi nodded.

Lingping laughed.

After thinking about it, he went straight to the voice.

As he walked, he said righteously: "The thief inside listens..."

"You are surrounded by me!"

"There is no way out for confrontation!"

"Proactively surrender and strive for leniency is the only way out!"

These are the lines he learned while watching police movies, and now they are used very smoothly.

just……

Lingping didn't even know.

His words were uttered. Behind him, the huge **** reflected in the thick fog he couldn't see, dropped the tiger's head, which was at least three or four meters in size, and stuck out the thick fog.

His mouth full of sharp teeth collided up and down, making a clicking sound.

The smelly pus dripped drop by drop.

The ground will corrode and smoke.

The gods in the forehead shone on everyone.

An atmosphere of majesty, solemnity, and terror raged in the air.

At this time, the voice of spiritual peace came from the thick fog.

"Listen to the thief inside..."

"You have been surrounded by me..."

All three eyes of the huge tiger head were opened.

It's like three extra-large lanterns.

It seems that as long as the people present dare to say a word.

The blood plate was going to be bitten down immediately, swallowing everyone into his stomach.

In mythology, the ghost king is the lord of the underworld who uses the ghost as a snack.

The legendary uncle of the capital.

The most powerful minister under Houtu!

Therefore, people who are disgusted with school shiver.

Ding Xiazi raised his head and stared at the huge tiger head protruding from the thick fog.

He felt the terrible pressure.

But in my heart I was thinking: "Is it blindfold?"

Return of Earth Count?

Ha ha!

How could he believe it! ?

Reiki has revived for two hundred years, and there are traces of resurrected gods all over the world.

Everyone has a certain foundation for understanding the existence of gods.

For two hundred years, the one iron rule about gods that people have known is-the gods who are resurrected, the resurrection is actually a little consciousness.

This point of consciousness is returned to the present world through beliefs, sacrifices, divine artifacts or a certain spiritual vein or holy land.

But that's it.

Right now, the concentration of spiritual energy has not yet reached the point where it can support the complete return of a god.

Therefore, these gods can only belong to temples or holy places.

Relying on beliefs and sacrifices to maintain their anchor in this world.

Out of the Holy Land, want to shoot?

Then a grand ceremony will be held.

The devout prayers of hundreds of thousands and millions of believers have gathered enough strength to give them a chance to make a move.

This is a bit similar to a human spacecraft flying into space.

Astronauts in a vacuum have to put on spacesuits to get out of the cabin.

Today's earth, for the gods, is roughly the vacuum in the eyes of astronauts.

Therefore, after every shot, that **** would fall into weakness, and could not take another shot in a short time.

Therefore, the gods are regarded as trump cards by the nations.

Before the threshold of life and death, I will not invite you easily.

Of course, according to the legend, there are some gods in Qin Lu who have passed special rituals to secretly put a little of their consciousness into the body of a pregnant mother.

In order to enter this world as a human being.

But doing so is very dangerous.

Because once it falls, it may affect the body.

In Qin Lu's White Bone Church, it is said that there was a King of Angels who fell away.

In addition, the gods who are too powerful.

Not to mention consciousness.

No traces have been found.

and so……

He looked at the huge tiger head.

"Pretending to look alike... I was almost fooled by you!" Ding Xiazi Jiejie smiled.

He knew that among the black guards, there was a general who was good at illusion.

It is the offspring of a mutated flood dragon and humans.

By chance and coincidence, he awakened the talent of the mirage dragon, and by transforming his psychic energy into a mirage, he could create an illusion that was vivid and even real.

Hypnotize tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

Now, the general has already weakened his blood and he has entered his old age.

But if he doesn't want to die, he will stimulate his final potential.

It is indeed possible to create an illusion that can confuse a powerful person like him!

So, he straightened his chest and copied a piece of talisman in his hand.

Just waiting for the man who manipulated the illusion to reveal his flaws, he would kill him on the spot.

The thick fog in front suddenly dispersed.

A thin figure came out of the mist.

The huge ghost and **** standing behind him seemed to be his shadow.

"He Qi!" Ding blind's psychic could see a familiar taste, it was his disciple, the disciple whose heart was lifted.

"Evil!"

"court death!"

After speaking, he took up a talisman and directly hit He Qi.

The talisman that came out of his hands burst into flames in the air.

On the fuluo, the lines carved with the victim's soul were turned into a sharp sword that pierced He Qi directly.

He Qi looked at him, cried out, and immediately hid behind the person.

"Huh?" Ding Xiazi felt the psychic feeling.

That person...

People who walked out of the dense fog are weird!

There is no trace of psychic energy in him.

He seemed to be holding a cat in his hands, and it was nothing unusual.

It's just an ordinary domestic cat.

and so……

"A mortal?"

But how did mortals get here?

Also, what's the matter with the huge ghost reflected behind him?

"No matter..." Ding blind man thought fiercely in his heart: "Go to hell!"

Just a mortal.

After killing him, he would draw his soul and arrange a soul search ritual, and he would know everything.

Suddenly, Ding Xiazi frowned.

Because he had sensed that the talisman he had struck out disappeared completely within a few steps in front of the mortal.

As if swallowed by something, it was like rain falling into the sea.

"A magic weapon for a certain protective technique?" Ding Xiazi thought.

Although there are few such things, it is not without.

For example, if Yang Ping Zhi has the merits, it can overcome all Yin and evil arts.

No matter how filthy the magic technique is, as long as it reaches the holder, it will be immediately purified.

In addition, the shroud of holy objects enshrined in the Church of the Bone has a similar function ~ www.ltnovel.com~ can shelter the people who are wearing them, and not be attacked by any extraordinary force.

but……

These magic weapons or artifacts and holy objects have shortcomings.

For example, Yangping Zhidu Gongyin can only passively purify Yin and evil arts.

The Shroud can only defend, not attack, and cannot resist the attacks of mortal weapons.

In other words, want to kill the person wearing the shroud.

Just hack to death with a kitchen knife.

Thinking of this, Ding Blind raised his fist to meet the mortal who had walked out of the thick fog.

"go to hell!"

He also learned Guwu.

This punch uses the technique of Guwu.

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