I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

When Lingpingan followed He Qi, they came to a place that seemed to be a ruined factory building.

He heard a quick and hoarse reprimand.

He turned his head to look at He Qi, and asked, "Is that your ancestor?"

He Qi nodded.

Lingpingan laughed.

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

While walking, he said righteously: "Listen, the thieves inside..."

"You are surrounded by me!"

"Confrontation leads nowhere!"

"Surrender yourself voluntarily and fight for leniency, that's the only way out!"

These are all the lines he learned while watching gangster movies, and it is very smooth to use them now.

only……

Lingpingan didn't know at all.

As he spoke, behind him, the huge god reflected in the thick fog that he couldn't see hung down the tiger's head, which was at least three or four meters big, and poked out of the thick fog.

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

The stinky pus dripped drop by drop.

The sizzling smoke that corroded the ground.

The divine eyes on the forehead shine on everyone.

The majestic, chilling, and terrifying atmosphere raged in the air.

At this moment, Lingpingan's voice came out from the thick fog.

"The thieves inside listen..."

"You are surrounded by me..."

The three eyes of the huge tiger's head were all opened.

Like three extra-large lanterns.

As if, as long as the people present dare to say no.

The big mouth of the blood plate was about to bite off and swallow everyone in his stomach.

That is the lord of the underworld in mythology, who uses ghosts as snacks and ghost kings as broad beans.

The legendary Uncle of Youdu.

The most powerful minister under Houtu's command!

Therefore, those who hate the victory school are trembling.

Blind Ding raised his head and stared at the huge tiger's head protruding from the thick fog.

He felt the terrifying coercion.

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

Tubo is back?

Ha ha!

How could he believe it! ?

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

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

For two hundred years, people have known an iron law about the gods—the revived gods are actually a little bit of consciousness.

This point of consciousness returns to the present world through belief, sacrifice, through artifacts or a certain spiritual vein or holy place.

But that's all.

Now, the concentration of aura has not yet reached the point where it can support the complete return of a god.

Therefore, these gods can only reside in temples or holy places.

Relying on faith and sacrifice to maintain its own anchor in this world.

Out of the Holy Land, want to make a move?

Then there will be a grand ceremony.

The devout prayers of hundreds of thousands or millions of believers gathered enough strength to give them a chance to act.

This is a bit like a human spaceship flying into space.

Astronauts in a vacuum need to wear spacesuits if they want to go out of the cabin.

Today's earth, to the gods, is roughly the same as the vacuum in the eyes of astronauts.

Therefore, after each shot, that god would become weak and unable to make another shot in a short period of time.

Therefore, the gods are used as cards by various countries.

If you don't reach the threshold of life and death, you won't move easily.

Of course, there are legends that some gods in Qin Lu have secretly put a little of their consciousness into the body of a pregnant mother through special rituals.

Thus entering this world as a human being.

But doing so is very dangerous.

Because once it falls, it may affect the main body.

In Qin Lu's Bone Church, it is said that there is a king of angels who fell outside.

Besides, those overly powerful gods.

Let alone consciousness.

Not even a trace has been found.

so……

He looked at the huge tiger head.

"Pretending to be quite similar... I was almost deceived by you!" Blind Ding laughed fiercely.

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

It is the offspring of a mutated dragon and human beings.

By chance, he awakened the talent of mirage dragon, which can transform psionic energy into mirage to create a mirage that is so lifelike that it can even be confused with the real one.

Hypnotized tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people.

Now, that general has already weakened his vitality and blood, and is entering the twilight years of his life.

But if he wants to die, he can stimulate his final potential.

It is indeed possible to create an illusion that can confuse a strong man like him!

So, he straightened his chest and copied the talismans in his hand.

Just wait for the person who manipulates the illusion to show his flaws, and he will be killed on the spot.

And the thick fog in front suddenly dispersed.

A thin figure came out from the mist.

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

"He Qi!" Blind Ding saw a familiar smell in his spiritual energy. It was his disciple, the disciple whose heart curse was lifted.

"Sinister!"

"court death!"

As he spoke, he picked up a talisman and hit He Qi directly.

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

The lines on the talisman were carved by the victim's soul, which turned into sharp swords and stabbed straight at He Qi.

He Qi looked at it, let out a strange cry, and immediately hid behind the man.

"Huh?" Blind Ding felt the feeling in the psionic energy.

that man...

People who come out of the thick fog are very strange!

There was not even a trace of psionic energy on him.

He seems to be holding a cat in his hand, which is also ordinary.

Just an ordinary house cat.

so……

"A mortal?"

But how do mortals get here?

Also, what happened to the huge ghosts and gods reflected behind him?

"It doesn't matter..." Blind Ding thought fiercely in his heart: "Go to hell!"

Just a mortal.

After killing it, draw its soul and arrange a soul-searching ceremony, and you will know everything.

Suddenly, Blind Ding frowned.

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

It seemed to be swallowed by something, and it was like rainwater falling into the sea.

"Some kind of magic weapon for protection?" Blind Ding thought.

Although that kind of thing is rare, it is not without it.

For example, if Yang Ping ruled the capital seal, it would be able to overcome all Yin and evil spells.

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

In addition, the holy relic shroud enshrined in the Church of White Bones also has a similar function, which can protect the person wearing it from any supernatural attack.

but……

These magic weapons, artifacts, and holy objects all have shortcomings.

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

The shroud can only defend, not attack, and it cannot resist the attack of ordinary weapons.

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

Just take a kitchen knife and hack it to death.

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

"go to hell!"

He also learned ancient martial arts.

This punch used Gu Wu's technique.

On the first day of every month, I feel like my uncle came~