I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 548: Offend Tianwei, Beng!

To be honest, Lingping is also a little flustered.

Especially the moment he turned his head to look past.

Two monsters...

Something like a spider.

Bone spurs, sharp as a sword.

Everywhere you go, people turn their backs on their backs.

Several security personnel, wanting to interfere, were directly pierced through their bodies, strung together like candied haws.

There are more people, swelling like a Roshan.

Threw a coin in his hand, turning it into a shackle cover.

This is a situation he has never encountered before.

It is also the first time I have witnessed such a thing.

"What a magic!" He sighed.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

After all, he doesn't know how to draw symbols, and he hasn't even read the Taoist scriptures.

No experience at all.

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

It's easier to remove the glasses.

A finger can pinch these guys to death.

That does not require any skill or experience.

It's like a person pinches an ant.

No need to know anything, just reach out.

Even babies can crush any kind of ants.

But the problem is...

If he removes the frame, his instinct tells him that it will inevitably bring about unbearable consequences and unbearable consequences.

Because of him behind the frame.

Not a person!

So, he hesitated for a while.

At this moment, a voice came from my ears.

"Supreme..."

"We are sheltered from you..."

"It's also time to do the best for you!"

"If you allow, please let us do it for you!"

Listening to these voices, Ling Ping nodded as if understanding or not.

So, countless shadows appeared on his retina.

His instinct told him that these shadows were parasites that once parasitized on him, and are still attached to him.

Like fleas, and like scabies.

Rely on him, and rely on him.

This delayed, the poor worm of the final doomsday.

These parasites have come and gone in countless years.

The old die, and the new comes again.

It goes round and round, constantly circulating.

I have a lucky one, through his shelter, escaped the ultimate fate, broke the shackles, and regained a new life.

But there are very few such examples.

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

Never noticed such things.

Everything is free to come and go.

He is like a humpback whale in the ocean.

With a barnacle covered in parasitic, sleeping soundly somewhere.

Wake up occasionally and shake your head once, and you will throw out countless parasitic barnacles.

Then, continue to sleep soundly.

These things are no big deal to him.

As long as it doesn't affect sleep, don't bother to care about it.

But he doesn't care.

These parasites care a lot.

It feels as if without him, all these things are going to face the end immediately.

As for the reason?

If he is willing to think about it, he thinks clearly.

But he dare not take it seriously.

These thoughts now are just intuitive perceptions.

Thinking within the security range.

So, instinctively, he clicked a shadow that looked more pleasing to the eye from those shadows.

A shadow with a crown on his head.

The shadow was chosen, and he was very happy immediately.

"Supreme!"

"Please allow anyone to take action!"

I saw the shadow raise his head.

A face made of bronze and steel, with sharp edges and corners, and the brows are full of majesty.

The Ryukyu beads hang down, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers appear during this period.

And Lingping seems to be in this shadow.

When all this happened, time seemed to stagnate.

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

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

Everything flows with it.

Lingping looked at the monsters that attacked one by one.

He smiled, and then saw the scared Silla girl beside him.

For some reason, he stretched out his hand and gently soothed him.

This is a subconscious move.

As if I have done it countless times.

"Don't be afraid!" He stroked each other's soft hair gently.

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

Like a sketched portrait of a young girl, painted with color, instantly becomes vivid and lively.

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

The aesthetic is back.

Behind him, there was a figure suddenly reflected.

Wear a Ryukyu crown.

The twelve emperors hang down.

Wearing a gown, there are sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

Step on the bronze throne.

On the throne, countless lines are carved with symbols.

These lines are entangled with each other, and there is a vaguely grand and majestic chorus in the middle.

"Xianqin Wannian!"

"Zulong is not dead!"

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

Even the flow rate of time began to slow down.

"Dare the thief!" Under the Liuzhu, the thunder sound rolled.

As if in the myth, the emperor of the thirty-third heaven is furious.

It also seems to be the legendary God King Linfan.

"Offend Tianwei, be a man!"

So the phantom reached out his hand.

At this time, people discovered that this phantom was a **** made of bronze.

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

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

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

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

It's like a computer character.

Unfortunately, no one can see all this clearly.

People can only see that the big hand is open.

The sky is overwhelming, and the cover is facing forward.

A ray of knife light fell on the big bronze hand.

It's crackling, the flames are everywhere, but the skin can't even be scratched.

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

Ziss!

Ziss!

The sound of metal corrosion sounded, and a foul-smelling blue smoke rose.

But the big hand still doesn't hurt the slightest.

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

Boom boom boom!

One by one, the coins were splattered and turned into powder.

The sword light flashed, bombarding the big hand.

Just heard a noise!

And that big hand covers all the enemies without hesitation.

The first two monsters who rushed to the front were the first to suffer.

Zheng Kexing and He Wan are deformed monsters full of bones!

Crack!

The cracking sound of bones is extremely crisp.

The big bronze hand just grabbed the two monsters in the palm of his hand with just a light grab.

Then, the bronze fingers pinched them skillfully.

It's like holding two ants.

Apply lightly.

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

The internal organs are squeezed out.

Even the soul was drawn out.

They are two souls that have been distorted and deformed.

Something like a caterpillar.

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

In the end it turned into a plume of smoke, and passed away!

Beng!

Under all eyes, people finally understand how this ancient punishment is used.

Cut off the meat and bones, then cut off the limbs.

Open your stomach and take out the viscera.

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

This ancient punishment is extremely cruel.

But it was very elegant and calm in that bronze hand.

It's like an artist's creation.

Full of beauty.

Cruel beauty!

But it's not over yet!

The other big bronze hand has also been stretched out.

Grab the man like Roshan, and attack the swordsman who attacked with the sword!

Boom!

The man who swelled up like a Roshan.

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

Even if he ran out of everything, threw out all the copper coins, or even sacrificed a brass gong and drum, it would be of no avail.

I was pinched by that big hand.

Then his fingers flashed.

Flakes of flesh and blood fall off.

"Ah!" The bones shattered in pieces.

The limbs were pinched off.

Roshan lowered his head and saw his swollen belly bulging.

The organs were squeezed out piece by piece.

Like a chicken in the hands of a chef.

Boom!

A head, flying down, spinning, rolling on the floor.

The swordsman cried strangely when he saw this.

He wanted to set up his sword to escape.

However, before his eyes, it was pitch black.

A bronze palm, already under the hood, instantly occupied his entire field of vision.

It wasn't until this moment that the swordsman knew why the Roshan man couldn't even resist.

Because the lines of this bronze palm unfolded instantly.

On his retina, cast countless characters.

These characters flickered, turning into an ancient compilation: Beng!

In the end, this little compilation turned into an upright golden man.

"Offend Tianwei!"

"Bun!"

The golden man roared.

The butcher knife in his hand is held up high.

And his whole person has been densely bound by the countless golden threads that jumped out of that character, and he was hoisted high and tied to an ancient execution platform.

The execution platform was stained with blood.

There have been countless ancient existences on which they were tortured.

The immortal has also been cut, and the **** has also been cut.

So he understood.

This is Xian Qin Zhan Xiantai.

A place of horror that even immortals can be wiped out.

Any existence, once on Zhanxiantai, is dead or alive.

"No!" he screamed.

But, it can't stop the final destiny.

The bones are shattered one by one.

The limbs were chopped with a butcher knife.

The butcher grinned and cut off his internal organs completely.

Pain is raging.

Make him faint.

When he opened his eyes again.

The golden armor **** man, appeared again.

"Offend Tianwei, be a man!" He was the same as before.

A gold thread tied him up and hung him, and put it on the Zhanxiantai.

And he finally understood that this immortal Qin cut the immortal platform and was able to obliterate the immortal god.

This is the punishment of time.

The victim will be tortured over and over again.

Until, everything is wiped out.

Finally, fell from the Zhanxiantai.

This is the result.

Before the result, all the tortured persons were actually trapped in a cycle of time and space that never ends, and were tortured again and again.

The outsiders can only see the results.

This is the terrible thing about Xianqin.

The horror of a terrifying empire that once crisscrossed the stars and conquered countless worlds.

They have torn apart the kingdom of gods, and they have also crushed the immortal bodies of immortals.

Where you go, the book is the same text, the car is the same track, one way!

Even the fairy, bow your head.

……………………………………

Two minutes ago.

Zhang Hui looked at the two monsters that suddenly raged under the surveillance.

Bone spurs penetrated through the skin.

The jaw is dislocated.

The tongue sticks out, the granulation shoots, and weird screams are made.

"Long live the great late night curtain!"

The roar like a beast, even across the screen, is creepy.

And Zhang Hui has already sneered: "Good thief!"

"Zheng Kexing! He Wan!"

"I already said..."

"For this generation, I can't be merciless!"

He immediately remembered what happened last night.

Master’s business.

Under the skin of the teacher's family, they are inhuman and heterogeneous.

Now, Zheng Kexing and He Wan are deformed into such monsters in broad daylight!

But this is just the beginning.

"Roshan!"

"Wine Lake!"

"Money!"

A man suddenly swelled and turned into a huge flesh and blood giant several meters high.

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

"The Liu Family!" Zhang Hui gritted his teeth: "Sure enough! Sure enough!"

The Liu family is of the blood of immortals.

His ancestors are said to have the blood of the five-pass god.

Is pregnant with the dream of the five-pass god.

For these years, the Liu family has been fairly peaceful.

But I didn't want to, showing their true colors at this time.

Look carefully at the flesh and blood giant, it is clear that he is pleased to the upper body!

Another swordsman stood up from the ground.

Every sword light, very fierce.

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

It's the hibiscus demon, that feather fox's commander, Jiuton boy!

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

The Zheng family, the He family, the extraordinary families of the imperial capital.

The five-way **** Liu family, after the immortal gods.

Plus this wine-swallowing boy.

All three kinds of enemies inside and outside were gathered all at once.

It was the one who was wrong, and he sat in the meeting room.

Zhang Hui has activated the Federal Imperial Palace weapon system at this moment.

And immediately asked the emperor to sacrifice Jiuding.

It must be wiped out in one fell swoop!

And that person is right there, so he can sit here.

"He neither notified nor informed..." Zhang Hui thought: "If you want to come, he has a plan!"

The one who came in person today.

Although wearing a headgear.

But this means that He is already willing to step onto the front desk-in a semi-public manner!

With Him, everything will be safe.

Just think about how to deal with the aftermath!

This is also a test.

At the same time, Zhang Hui is also very curious.

"What choice will he make?"

"Should you shoot directly?"

He thought.

Yes, if you shoot directly...

Wasn’t that a disaster?

Zhang Hui thought of the servants.

The Lord humiliated the minister and died!

Let the master take the initiative, and the servants may have to dictate one of them.

So, who would it be?

Monitor the screen and give the answer.

A phantom is reflected.

Wear a crown and a gown!

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

He remembered the divine prince looming in space a few days ago.

The bronze god!

"Sure enough, the gods that appeared in space are also his ministers or vassals!"

So he stared at the surveillance closely, not daring to let go of the details.

Because these details may provide some clues.

Allow him to find the origin of the god!

………………………………

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

Then, these things quickly smoked, turned into green smoke, and rose up.

People were dumbfounded, looking at all this in astonishment.

Especially guests from various countries.

They are well aware of how powerful the people who just attacked.

That's four strong people.

The weakest is the lieutenant general!

But in an instant, the four strong men disappeared, and even the flesh and bones were worn away!

Horrible!

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

Everyone swallowed.

"Is this Mr. X?"

"No wonder..."

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

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

"What everyone saw just now is a physical game experience we carefully arranged!"

"The physical experience of virtual reality technology!"

"How are you feeling?"

"Isn't it exciting?"

"If it is wonderful, please applaud!"

"Applause for the wonderful operation of our outstanding player representatives!"

"Also applaud our advanced virtual reality technology!"

After a brief silence, people started clapping clapping.

The applause slowly gathered.

Happiness!

The ambassadors of various countries also squeezed out a smile.

Happiness!

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

For the Federal Empire, this is for stability.

For other countries, it is for concealment.

The two sides are very close to each other and quietly block the extraordinary world.

Even if folk rumors spread, they firmly deny it.

The reason is simple.

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

It's very unfavorable to make it public.

Especially for the Federal Empire, if the existence of the transcendent world is made public, it may lead to feudal superstition and cults, which is not conducive to the development of the country and society, and it is not conducive to stability. It is more likely to promote the power of the gods and lead to the gods’ The power is out of control.

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

They don't have a black guard to restrain the transcendent from committing crimes.

Once the extraordinary world is known, the people will demand state control.

But how to control it?

Except for nuclear weapons, they have no means to restrain the transcendent.

So, once it is made public, it will inevitably lead to the collapse of society.

………………………………

At this moment, audiences from all over the world are watching the live broadcast, staring dumbfounded at what is happening on the screen.

"Is the picture of a virtual reality game just now?"

People questioned.

This is too bloody, too violent and too real.

Is the current technology so advanced and exaggerated?

But...

Everyone at the scene applauded.

All the big and well-dressed people, all the dignitaries who could only be seen on TV in the past, all smiled and applauded.

So...

Really virtual reality?

Everyone is questioning.

Others who were watching the live broadcast shook their heads.

"Is this forced whitewashing?" The transcendents shook their heads: "Who would believe?"

But ~IndoMTL.com~ They thought about it.

I really believe it!

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

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

However, what happened afterwards?

Fuso's chaos in the feathered fox can be washed away into an earthquake disaster.

When the propaganda machine is turned on, there is nothing to be done.

Just like Qin Lu’s famous saying by Frederick the Great: If you tell a lie three thousand times, the fake can become true!

For most people, the information cocoon room exists objectively.

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