I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Time billowed.

I don't know how many years passed.

In the silent universe, colors suddenly appeared again.

A azure planet slowly spinning.

There is no psionic energy on this planet, nor any other supernatural energy.

Very rare and very rare material world.

In a hundred universes, there may only be one such materialistic world.

Every such world is covered and protected by the fog of infinite time and space.

It will hardly be found!

But things are quietly changing.

A shooting star crossed the sky.

Brought a future soul.

History has entered a new branch and opened up a whole new world.

As a result, the materialistic protective cover exploded.

This world is like a lamb that has lost its protection, exposed to all predators.

A golden door opened.

Seraphim, flying out of it.

He looked at the world.

"Lord..." He prayed: "This is a brand new pasture!"

"I will spread your faith to every corner of this world!"

His voice did not fall.

There is a new tunnel opening.

A huge hideous monster, covered with maggots, countless rotting wounds, and lethal germs flow out.

"Quack..."

"All beings are rotten, and everything is immortal!"

"The great father of the epidemic will dedicate this world to the most noble father!"

Countless children of the disease gushing from behind the tunnel, like a tide, instantly engulfing the Seraphim that just flew out.

The father of the plague screamed triumphantly.

The dark side of the entire world was shaken by the roar of the father of the disease.

The spiritual ocean that has been deposited for thousands of years is revived.

While screaming, the father of the plague threw a plague spore from the noble **** and immortal father to the blue planet.

Drop point...

It is the site of the shrine of Fuso's Osaka, the Great Myojin.

The spore fell, took root instantly, and then sank into the ground.

Combined with the remnant soul in the shrine, a brand new monster was produced.

But the march of the father of the disease had only just begun, so he had to stop.

Because His invasion disturbed the waves of time and space, attracting guards from a certain time and space.

A great wall of steel rises from the back of the world.

The bronze-cast gold man poked his head from behind the Great Wall of Steel.

In its pair of bronze pupils, the brilliance of the formation swayed.

"The system self-test begins..."

"Determine the anchor of time and space..."

"Connect to the Xianqin Star Observatory..."

"Disconnect…"

"Calling the Xianqin Expeditionary Army..."

"No response to call..."

"Retrieve surrounding time and space..."

"Found the enemy!"

"Son of Nurgle, Kukas, father of the disease!"

"Activate the Xianqin defense system!"

"Release the Immortal Qin Terracotta Warriors Corps!"

"Wake up the Corps Commander!"

"The commander has awakened!"

"Five Doctors of Xianqin, Lieutenant of the Expeditionary Army, Your Excellency Meng Yi is online!"

The bronze and gold man unfolded immediately.

A series of fairy Qin rune cannons appeared on the Great Wall.

The immortal Qin pottery warriors corps, which awakened automatically, immediately went into battle.

And Nurgle's legion, found an old enemy.

They are also extremely jealous, the two sides are fighting together on the dark side of this world.

Immortal Qin golden figures and pottery figurines are not afraid of diseases and fungi.

And Kukas, the father of the disease, has cannon fodder and spores.

The battle with each other was at a stalemate at the beginning.

At this moment, the Seraphim, who had been swallowed by the father of the plague, was slowly creeping.

A golden mechanical eyeball was drilled out of its body surface.

"This is my world!"

God issued his declaration.

As a result, the gates of the kingdom of heaven, which had been closed, were all opened.

Teams of angels from heaven swarmed out.

Under the will of the gods, they rushed to the father of the epidemic and the Great Wall of Immortal Qin like a tide.

Three-way melee, tearing the dark side of the world apart.

The dead angel and the corpses of the diseased soldier piled together and sank into the depths of the spiritual ocean.

Sisi aura, overflowing from it.

Reiki recovery has begun!

At the moment when the spiritual energy recovers.

A terrifying portal tore a huge gap in the dark side of the world.

The Gate of Kardas.

The pyramid rose, and the black pharaoh sat on it.

Countless babbles echoed in the dark side of the world.

Whether it is the Xianqin Expeditionary Army, the Plague Legion, or the angels, at this moment, they are deprived of their ability to perceive and think.

Time seems to stand still.

"This is the world that breeds the master!" Black Pharaoh declared.

"This is the honor of this world!"

"It's lucky too!"

At the same time, behind Pharaoh Black, an indescribable figure appeared.

The incarnations of the godless gods appeared here one by one.

They are pregnant with ghosts, according to their own wishes, on the back of this world, doing whatever they want.

They tamper with cognition and modify memory.

Even from the portal of the kingdom of heaven, the corpses of the dead gods were dragged out, and they were buried in the dark side of the world.

Then, these incarnations screamed.

Black Pharaoh ignored them.

As long as these guys do not destroy and influence the birth of the great master.

Then let them go!

The Black Pharaoh himself even joined it.

He quietly threw the light and shadow of a kitten into the dark side of this world.

…………

Ten years later.

Reiki rejuvenation has begun to truly affect the world.

Taoist priests, zombies, and ghosts from the east all began to appear.

There are also paladins, vampires, werewolves, and witches in the West.

In the hinterland of the newly born Great Xia Empire.

A little shooting star fell on the top of Xiongshan Mountain.

That night, a peasant family surnamed Ling dreamed of the old patron saint of infants, Shao Si Ming.

Since then, the Lingshi has become a sacrifice to the young man.

Ten years later, Ling's reputation has risen.

The patriarch, Ling An, even became a guest of the Daxia royal family, and became a founding member of the original official transcendent organization-Heiyiwei.

At this moment, Ling An dreamed of Shao Si Ming.

The goddess ordered him to prepare a ritual.

For the next few years, the Lingjia fully prepared the ritual.

In the process of preparation, the Ling clan members began to dream and hear all kinds of strange and unknown chattering.

Someone is going crazy.

Even after someone died, it became unknown.

At this time, the Ling family finally began to notice the abnormality.

However, Ling An suppressed all opinions.

The patriarch of the spirit family had already been controlled by unknown babbling.

Become a puppet of terror.

It was another few years.

The ritual is finally ready to be completed, only a ceremony is held to bring the goddess from the kingdom of God to the mortal world.

At this time, Ling An suddenly woke up.

He knew the great mission of the spiritual family.

So he went to the imperial capital, met with the emperor at that time, and left a page of memorials filled with taboo text.

After doing this, Ling An returned to the ancestral land.

Back here.

He opened the ritual by himself.

It is not the goddess who is attracted by the rituals.

But from an indescribable messenger.

One after another, like a tree, monsters with huge hooves and tentacles all walked out of the ritual.

Then, they committed suicide one by one in the shocked look of the Ling clan members.

The terrifying blood melted into the earth, soaking the rituals.

Soak the power into it.

The sound of truth and wisdom echoed in the ears of every Ling clan.

Make them aware of their great mission!

They willingly stepped onto the sacrifice stage of rituals.

Sacrifice your flesh and soul to the immortal gods!

So, in the body of a mortal, with the power of rituals.

They not only brought in the supernatural power of the young man.

Also attracted the supernatural power of Donghuang Taiyi.

And above the ritual, a terrifying foreign **** appeared quietly.

Insert the tentacles into the brilliance of the ritual track.

After seven generations, the power of the gods will fade from the descendants of the Ling family.

And the seed bred in it will be born!

The great supreme will be born in this world.

With the human body, flesh and blood, the seven orifices are opened to give birth to a true independent personality and intelligence.

…………………

Spiritual peace is like a bystander, witnessing all this.

Scenes flashed by.

The life of the ancestors of the Ling family.

His ancestors migrated from Jingchu to Guangnan.

Each generation of ancestors can only give birth to offspring with messengers sent by the Dark Mother God.

Generations of thin blood, weakened divine power.

By the time his father was born, Guangming was a masterpiece.

The divine power of Taiyi finally broke out from the divine power of Young Si Ming.

At this time, the strength of the Xiongshan ritual also split up, fell to Guangnan, and appeared in the belly of a pregnant woman.

The child was born and quacked, she was a cute little girl.

Her parents named her Salsa.

Because, before she was born, the little girl's father dreamed of a cute girl, in front of his bed, Sasa, Sasa's babbling.

In Jiangcheng City in Guangnan, the boy's parents also gave him a name.

A well-determined name: Ling Qingyun!

………………

Lingping let out a sigh of relief.

He looked over his head.

"So, after my father passed away, I never dreamed of him..."

"Because he is already dead!"

"His divine power, divine kingdom, and divine blood have all become barriers to my flesh!"

Nine Songs World...

Already at stake.

To save the world.

The **** bred by the sun sacrificed himself.

"I'm really amazing!" Lingping sighed.

For him, the gods of Jiuge World sacrificed themselves.

Not only built a barrier to protect him with divine power, divine kingdom, and divine blood.

In order to prevent him from knowing and contacting the real world prematurely.

The emperor who has the world of mountains and seas separates his soul and uses his spirituality as a nutrient.

Gave birth to the embryonic form of his personality.

Know all of this.

Ling peacefully sat down.

He leaned on the stone wall of the ancestral house and looked at the ritual.

His humanity began to question himself.

"Who am I?"

Blind and foolish god?

Or is it Donghuang Taiyi?

Or the emperor of the mountain and sea world?

Who on earth did I shape?

He looked at Qin Lu on the earth.

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The King of Angels in the Bone Church also had a shadow behind him.

The shadow of the faceless god.

These are puppets, puppets.

It's just a toy that has been shaped, tampered with and modified.

What about him?

Is he a toy?

If you can't figure out this problem.

Lingping knows that he will never have the courage to take that crucial step.