I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

To be honest, Lingpingan was also a little panicked.

Especially the moment he turned his head and looked over.

Two monsters...

Something like a spider.

The bone spurs are as sharp as swords.

Wherever he passed, people fell on their backs.

Several security personnel who tried to interfere were stabbed directly through their bodies and strung together like candied haws.

There are even more people, swelling like a mountain of meat.

Throwing out copper coins in his hand, they turned into shackles.

This was a situation he had never encountered before.

It was also the first time to witness such a thing.

"What a magic!" He sighed.

For a while, I didn't know how to deal with it.

After all, he didn’t know how to draw talismans, and he had never even read Taoist scriptures or Buddhist scriptures.

Completely inexperienced.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, held the frame in his hood, and then let go.

It's easier to take off the glasses.

One finger can crush these guys to death.

That doesn't require any skills or experience.

Just like a person pinching an ant.

You don’t need to know anything, just reach out.

Even a baby can crush any kind of ant.

But the problem is...

If he took off the frame, his instinct told him that it would bring unspeakable and unbearable consequences.

Because of him behind the frame.

not human!

Therefore, he hesitated for a while.

At this time, a voice came from my ears.

"Supreme..."

"We are under your protection..."

"It's time to do my best for you!"

"If you allow it, please allow us to take action on your behalf!"

Listening to these voices, Lingpingan nodded in understanding.

As a result, countless shadows appeared on his retina.

His intuition told him that these shadows were parasites that had once lived on him and were still attached to him now.

Like fleas, like scabies.

Take refuge in him and rely on him.

This is delaying the final doom of the poor bastard.

These parasites have come and gone over countless years.

The old dies and the new comes.

It goes round and round, constantly circulating.

Occasionally, there are lucky people who, through his protection, escape their final fate, break free from the shackles, and regain a new life.

But there are very few such examples.

Moreover, he didn't seem to care in the past.

Never noticed such a thing.

Everything is free to come and go.

He is like a humpback whale in the ocean.

Sleeping soundly somewhere with parasitic barnacles all over his body.

Occasionally when I wake up and shake my head, countless parasitic barnacles will be thrown out.

Then, continue to sleep soundly.

These things are no big deal to him.

As long as it doesn't affect my sleep, I don't care.

But he doesn't care.

These parasites care a lot.

It feels as if without him, all these things will face the end immediately.

As for the reason?

If he is willing to think about it seriously, he will think clearly.

But he didn't dare to take it seriously.

Even these thoughts now are just intuitive perceptions.

Thinking within the confines of safety.

Therefore, following his intuition, he selected a shadow that looked more pleasing to the eye from among those shadows.

A shadow with a crown on its head.

The shadow was chosen, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Supreme!"

"Please allow me to take action!"

Then I saw the shadow raise its head.

A face made of bronze and steel, with sharp edges and corners, and an air of majesty between the brows.

Strips of beads hang down, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers appear during this period.

And Lingpingan seemed to have entered this shadow.

And when all this happened, time seemed to stand still.

It's like watching a movie on your phone and pressing the pause button.

When he replaced the shadow, he pressed the play button again.

Everything flows with it.

Lingpingan looked at the attacking monsters one by one.

He smiled, and then saw the frightened Silla girl next to him.

For some reason, he reached out his hand and gently comforted the other person.

This is a subconscious move.

It felt like it had been done countless times before.

"Don't be afraid!" He gently stroked the other person's silky hair.

The image of the girl beside him also became brighter in his eyes.

It was like a sketched portrait of a girl that was painted with color and instantly became bright and lively.

It seems to have life, become agile, and become pleasing to the eye.

Aesthetics are back.

But behind him, a figure suddenly reflected.

Wearing a glazed crown.

The Emperor's Twelve Eyes hang down.

Wearing Gong robes, there are sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

On the bronze throne.

On the throne, there are countless patterns carved on the talisman.

These lines are intertwined with each other, and there is a faint and majestic chorus coming from them.

"Immortal Qin for ten thousand years!"

"The ancestor dragon is immortal!"

When this phantom appeared, the air in the entire venue froze instantly.

Even the flow of time began to slow down.

"How dare you, thief!" Thunder rolled under the beads.

As if in a myth, the Emperor of Heaven in the Thirty-Third Heaven was furious.

It also seemed like the legendary divine king had come to earth.

"If you offend Tianwei, you must be punished!"

So, the phantom stretched out his hand.

At this time, people discovered that this phantom was the divine king cast from bronze.

The hand he stretched out was a big hand made entirely of bronze.

The surface of the bronze skin was engraved with countless characters.

If you look closely, you will find that these characters are ancient compilations.

And if you look more closely, you will find that these small compilations are actually composed of countless densely packed 0s and 1s.

It's like a computer character.

It's a pity that no one can see all this clearly.

People can only see the big hand open.

The sky and the earth are overwhelming, covering the front.

A stream of sword light fell on the big bronze hand.

There was a crackle, and the fire was splashing everywhere, but it didn't even scratch the surface.

A mouthful of poisonous mist sprayed on the big bronze hand.

Sizzle!

Sizzle!

The sound of metal corroding sounded, and streams of foul-smelling smoke rose.

But the big hand still did not suffer any damage.

The shackles fell down one by one and hit the big hand.

Bang bang bang!

One by one, the copper coins scattered and turned into powder.

The sword light flashed and struck the big hand.

Just heard a noise!

And that big hand covered all enemies without hesitation.

The first to suffer were the two monsters at the front.

A monster covered in bone spurs that was deformed by Zheng Kexing and He Wan!

Click!

The sound of bones breaking was extremely clear.

The big bronze hand just grabbed the two monsters lightly.

Then, bronze fingers pinched them skillfully.

It's like holding two ants.

Use gentle pressure.

The bones were shattered one after another, and pieces of dark green flesh and blood flowed off, falling off under the nails.

The internal organs were squeezed out.

Even the soul was pulled out.

Those were two twisted and deformed souls.

Something like a caterpillar.

Under the bronze fingers, even the soul began to deform and split.

Eventually it turned into a puff of smoke and passed away!

Ding!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, people finally understood how this ancient punishment was used.

Cut the flesh into pieces, break the bones, and then chop off the limbs.

Open the belly and take out the internal organs.

Finally, with a gentle knife, the victim's throat was cut and the blood was drained.

This ancient punishment is extremely cruel.

But when the big bronze hand came, it was extremely elegant and calm.

Like an artist's creation.

Full of beauty.

Cruel beauty!

But that's not all yet!

Another big bronze hand has also been stretched out.

Catch the man who looks like a mountain of meat, and also attack the swordsman who attacks with a sword!

boom!

The man swelled up like a mountain of meat.

Under the big bronze hand, there is no way to fight back.

Even if he spent all his money, threw out all the copper coins, and even sacrificed a brass gong and drum, it would still be of no avail.

Being pinched by that big hand.

Then the fingers flashed.

Pieces of flesh and blood fell off.

"Ah!" The bones shattered piece by piece.

Limbs were pinched off.

Roshan lowered his head and saw his bulging belly.

The organs were squeezed out one by one.

Like a chicken in the hands of a chef.

boom!

A head flew down and spun, rolling on the floor.

When the swordsman saw this, he screamed strangely.

He was about to set up his sword and escape.

However, everything in front of him was pitch black.

A bronze hand was already under the hood, instantly occupying his entire field of vision.

It was only at this moment that the swordsman knew why the Roshan man couldn't even resist.

Because, the lines on this bronze palm unfolded instantly.

On his retina, countless characters are cast.

These characters flashed and turned into an ancient script: Zhe!

In the end, this little editor turned into a golden man standing tall and tall.

"Offensive to Tianwei!"

"Zhe!"

The golden man roared angrily.

The butcher knife in his hand was raised high.

And his whole body had been densely bound by countless golden threads jumping out of the characters, and he was hung high and tied to an ancient execution platform.

The execution platform was stained with blood.

Countless ancient beings have been tortured on it.

Immortals have been beheaded, gods have also been beheaded.

Then, he realized it clearly.

This is the Immortal Qin Zhan Immortal Platform.

A place of horror that even immortals can destroy.

Any existence, once on the Immortal Killing Platform, is destined to die.

"No!" he screamed.

However, it cannot prevent the final fate.

The bones were broken one by one.

The limbs were chopped into pieces with a butcher's knife.

The butcher smiled ferociously and cut off all his internal organs.

The pain was raging.

Make him faint.

When he opened his eyes again.

The golden-armored god appears again.

"If you offend the power of God, you must be punished!" He was still the same as before.

He was tied up and hung up with golden threads, and placed on the Immortal Killing Platform.

And he finally understood why this Immortal Qin Slaying Immortal Platform was able to destroy immortal gods.

This is the punishment of time.

Those who are tortured will endure the torture over and over again.

Until everything is wiped clean.

Finally, it fell from the Immortal Killing Platform.

This is the result.

Before the outcome, all the victims were actually trapped in a recurring, never-ending corridor of time and space, being tortured again and again.

People on the outside can only see the results.

This is the terrifying thing about Xian Qin.

The horror of a terrible empire that once spanned the sea of ​​stars and conquered countless worlds.

They once tore apart the kingdom of gods, and also shattered the immortal bodies of immortals.

Wherever they pass, the same writings are written in the book, the same track is used in the carriage, and the same laws are followed!

Even the gods must bow their heads.

………………………………

Two minutes ago.

Zhang Hui looked at the two monsters that suddenly appeared on the surveillance screen.

Bone spurs penetrated from his skin.

Dislocated jaw.

The tongue sticks out, with strips of fleshy buds, and makes strange screams.

"Long live the great late night curtain!"

The roaring sound like a beast is terrifying even through the screen.

Zhang Hui had already sneered: "What a thief!"

"Zheng Kexing! Congratulations to Wan!"

"I told you before..."

"You must never be merciful to this generation!"

He immediately remembered what happened last night.

Master's affairs.

Under the skin of that master, there is something inhuman.

Now, Zheng Kexing and He Wan have transformed into such monsters in broad daylight!

But this is just the beginning.

"Roshan!"

"Wine Lake!"

"money!"

A man suddenly expanded and turned into a huge flesh and blood giant several meters tall.

The copper coins in his hand were thrown out one by one, turning into shackles.

"Liu family!" Zhang Hui gritted his teeth: "As expected! As expected!"

The Liu family is of the bloodline of immortals and gods.

His ancestors are said to have the blood of the Wutong God.

It was due to the dream feeling of Wutong Shen that she became pregnant.

Over the years, the Liu family has been relatively peaceful.

But unexpectedly, their true colors were revealed at this time.

If you look carefully at the flesh and blood giant, you can see that he is clearly inviting God to take over!

Another swordsman rose from the ground.

The sword rays were extremely sharp.

"Jiu Tun!" Zhang Hui recognized this person immediately.

It's the Fuso Demon, the general under the feathered fox who swallowed the boy with wine!

Seeing this, Zhang Hui's laughter became even colder.

The Zheng family and the He family are extraordinary families in the imperial capital.

Wutong Shen Liujia, the Queen of Immortals.

Plus this Shuten boy.

All of a sudden, three types of enemies, both internal and external, were gathered.

The fault was not with that one, but he was sitting in the venue.

Zhang Hui has now activated the Federal Empire Tiangong weapon system.

And immediately asked the emperor to sacrifice Jiuding.

Be sure to annihilate them in one fell swoop!

And that person is at the venue, so he can sit here.

"He neither informed nor informed..." Zhang Hui thought: "I think he had a plan!"

That one came in person today.

Although wearing a hood.

But, this means that He is already willing to come to the forefront - in a semi-public way!

With Him, everything will be safe.

You just have to think about how to deal with the aftermath!

This is also a test.

At the same time, Zhang Hui was also curious.

"What choice will He make?"

"Do you want to take action directly?"

he thought.

But, if we take action directly...

Wouldn't that be a disaster?

Zhang Hui thought of that servant.

The Lord humiliates the minister and dies!

If the master takes action, one by one of the slaves may have to commit suicide.

So, who could it be?

Monitor the screen and give answers.

A shadow was reflected.

Wearing a glazed crown and a robe!

"It's Him!" Zhang Hui stood up and stared at the surveillance camera.

He thought of the divine king who loomed in space a few days ago.

Bronze God King!

"Sure enough, the divine king who appeared in space is also his minister or vassal!"

So he watched the surveillance closely, not daring to let go of any details.

Because these details may provide some clues.

You can let him find the origin of the divine king!

…………………………

In the venue, pieces of flesh, blood and bones were scattered all over the floor.

Then, these things smoked quickly, turning into streaks of green smoke and rising into the air.

People were stunned and looked at all this in amazement.

Especially guests from all over the world.

They knew very well how powerful the people who had just attacked were.

That's four strong men.

The weakest ones are all lieutenant generals!

But in an instant, the four strong men disappeared into thin air, even their flesh, flesh and bones were gone!

So scary!

They looked at the man who was still sitting upright and wearing a hood.

Everyone swallowed.

"Is this Mr. X?"

"No wonder..."

At this time, the host on the stage gingerly picked up the microphone.

He said in a trembling tone: "Dear viewers, distinguished guests..."

"What you just saw is a physical game experience that we carefully arranged!"

"The physical experience of virtual reality technology!"

"How are you feeling?"

"Isn't it wonderful?"

“If it’s wonderful, please applaud!”

"Applause to our outstanding player representatives for their wonderful operations!"

"Also applaud our advanced virtual reality technology!"

After a brief silence, people began to applaud.

The applause slowly became uniform.

Bang bang bang!

The ambassadors from various countries also managed to smile.

Bang bang bang!

In any case, all countries have a common interest in blocking extraordinary information.

For the Federal Empire, this was for stability.

For other countries, it is to conceal it.

The two parties have a tacit understanding of each other and quietly block the extraordinary world.

Even if there are rumors among the people, they are firmly denied.

the reason is simple.

Today's extraordinary people account for too small a proportion of the population.

It would be very detrimental to make it public rashly.

Especially for the federal empire, if the existence of the supernatural world is disclosed, it may lead to feudal superstition and the proliferation of cults, which is not conducive to the development of the country and society, and is not conducive to stability. It is also more likely to encourage the power of immortals and cause the power of immortals to get out of control.

For other countries, concealment is too important on this issue.

They don't have a black-clad guard to restrain the extraordinary from committing crimes.

Once the otherworld becomes known, the populace will demand state control.

But how to control it?

Apart from nuclear weapons, they have no means to restrain the extraordinary.

Therefore, once it is made public, it will inevitably lead to social collapse.

…………………………

At this moment, viewers from all over the world who were watching the live broadcast were stunned to see what was happening on the screen.

"What I just saw was a scene from a virtual reality game?"

People questioned.

This is too bloody, too violent and too real.

Is today’s technology so advanced and exaggerated?

but……

Everyone at the scene was applauding.

All the well-dressed big shots and dignitaries who could only be seen on TV in the past were smiling and applauding.

so……

Really virtual reality?

Everyone was questioning.

Others watching the live broadcast were shaking their heads.

"Is this a forced whitewash?" The extraordinary people shook their heads: "Who would believe it?"

But, they thought about it.

I really believe it!

Over the past two hundred years, extraordinary wars have been fought dozens of times.

The New Qinling Battle can also be attributed to the underdeveloped information and backward technology at that time.

However, what happened next?

Fuso's Hagoromo Fox Rebellion can be turned into an earthquake disaster.

When the propaganda machine is turned on, there is nothing that cannot be whitewashed.

Just like the famous saying of Frederick the Great of Qin and Lu: If you tell a lie three thousand times, it can become true!

For most people, information cocoons exist objectively.