I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 562: Instead of surrendering, criminals dare to resist? (1)

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

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

He heard a quick, hoarse rage.

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

He Qi nodded.

Ling Ping'an laughed.

Thinking about it, he went straight to the voice.

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

"You are surrounded by me!"

"There is no way out of confrontation!"

"Voluntarily surrender and strive for lenient is the only way out!"

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

Just...

Lingping doesn't even know.

His words came out. 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.

Smelly pus, dripping drop by drop.

Smoke the corrosion of the ground.

The god's eye in the forehead shines on everyone.

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

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

"The thief inside is listening..."

"You have been surrounded by me..."

All three eyes of the huge tiger head are open.

Like three extra large lanterns.

As long as the people present, dare to say a word.

The big mouth of the blood plate is about to bite down and swallow everyone into the stomach.

In mythology, the ghost is used as a snack, and the ghost king is the lord of the underworld who chews broad beans.

The legendary uncle of Youdu.

Houtu's most powerful minister!

So, 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 terrifying pressure.

But I was thinking: "Is it a blindfold?"

Return of Earth Count?

Haha!

How can he believe it! ?

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

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

For two hundred years, one of the iron rules 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 tools or a certain spiritual vein or holy land.

But that's all.

Now, the concentration of aura is not yet strong enough to support the complete return of a god.

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

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

Out of the Holy Land, want to shoot?

Then a grand ceremony must be held.

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

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

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

To the gods, the earth today is roughly the vacuum in the eyes of astronauts.

So, after every shot, the **** will fall into weakness and cannot do it again in a short time.

Therefore, the gods are regarded as hole cards by various countries.

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.

So as a human being, enter this world.

But doing this is very dangerous.

Because once it falls, it may affect the body.

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

Besides, those gods who are too powerful.

Not to mention consciousness.

Not even traces have been found.

So...

He looked at the huge tiger head.

"Pretends 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 dragon and humans.

By chance and coincidence, he awakened the talent of the mirage dragon, and by transforming psychic energy into 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 blood and blood, and he has entered his old age.

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

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

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

Just wait for the man who manipulates the illusion to reveal a flaw, and then kill him on the spot.

The dense fog in front suddenly dispersed.

A thin figure came out of the fog.

The huge ghost and **** standing behind him, like his shadow.

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

"The evildoer!"

"Looking for death!"

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

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

The pattern engraved by the victim's soul is used on the Fuluo, which turns into a sharp sword, piercing He Qi directly.

He Qi looked at him, gave a strange cry, and immediately hid behind the man.

"Huh?" Ding Xiazi felt the psychic feeling.

That person...

People who walked out of the thick fog are weird!

There is not a trace of psychic energy in him.

He seems to be holding a cat in his hands, which is also unremarkable.

It's just an ordinary domestic cat.

So...

"Are you a mortal?"

But how did mortals get here?

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

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

It's just a mortal.

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

Suddenly, Blind Ding frowned.

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

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

"A magic weapon for some kind of protection?" Ding Xiazi thought.

Although there are few such things, they are not without them.

For example, if Yangping Zhidu has the seal of merit, you can overcome all Yin and evil spells.

No matter how filthy the spells are, as long as they reach the holder, they will be immediately purified.

In addition, the Shroud of Relics enshrined in the Church of the Bone has a similar effect~IndoMTL.com~ can shelter the people wearing them from any extraordinary force.

But...

These magic weapons or artifacts and holy artifacts all have shortcomings.

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

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 take a kitchen knife and hack to death.

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

"Go to hell!"

He also learned ancient martial arts.

This punch uses the technique of Guwu.

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