My Debauched Devotion Chapter 83: Human Completion Project

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The feeling of killing someone for the first time was just not feeling.

Damn it, there is no psychological pressure to kill.

What's more, he must kill the chickens and curse the monkeys, and forcefully suppress the chaotic world as a direct disciple of Zongzhishan, in order to find some clues that are easily overlooked by the chaos.

All signs indicate that this is not an ordinary event of devouring the city, and there is an ulterior conspiracy behind it.

What is the purpose of the enemy?

If it is directed at him, he will bear it.

Anyway, the value of filial piety is enough, the big deal is to spend money to bind the black ring forcibly, and temporarily surrender to the enemy.

If it wasn't for him, as Huangzugu's master, a direct disciple of Zongzhishan, he would end the troubled times and try to save more people.

On the main street, there is still chaos.

Fireworks burst into the sky, screams everywhere, thick blood mixed with unbridled aromas, desperate crying mixed with joyous and depressive sounds, intertwined into a strange doomsday scene.

Xiao Ran carried the sword on the head, and walked along the main street with Master.

The life span of a Qi-refining realm monk in the underworld is no more than one month. If you can’t go out again, it will easily cause a second wave of crazy chaos.

On the main street.

Free hunters from all over the city, the fallen Yulin Tiewei in the city, and the kung fu ruffian gangsters, seeing Xiao Ran wearing Zongzhishan disciple uniforms and picking up the monks’ heads, they temporarily curtailed their evil deeds and evaded them.

There are also people who die.

At some point, a group of people stopped the two of them back and forth.

Xiao Ran glanced lightly.

There are a total of five people, all of whom are practicing Qi, and their clothes are not uniform. They all seem to be casual cultivators.

The leader is tall, with extremely wide shoulders, and seems to be a master of individual skills, with a lot of momentum.

"In the underworld, cultivators don’t kill cultivators, famous disciples, don’t you understand this rule?"

Heh, this is the rule...

Xiao Ran really doesn't understand.

However, it is easy to understand.

In the Netherworld, cultivators kill each other, causing spiritual power to dissipate, and they will only die faster.

The cultivator enters the underworld, and either saves people and finds things to do tasks to get rewards, or fish and flesh mortals enjoy the emperor's pleasure.

Everyone is tacitly tacit and will not delay each other.

Even now, no one can get out of the realm of the underworld, the cultivator should still search, enjoy the pleasure.

Either wait for outsiders to help, or plan to spend the rest of your life.

Fighting will only make the cultivator die faster.

The two of Xiao Ran looked young, and they didn't look like reinforcements sent by the Dao League.

It's no wonder that Ling Zhou sees so many months. Drinking tons of alcohol on the sidelines and watching Xiao Ran's internship performance is also a good way to teach.

"You are?"

The five have a pair of eyes, and they did not report their identity.

"I just waited for the casual cultivators who passed by, and I got together with disdain for the behavior of the two murderous monks."

"No matter the famous sect or the casual cultivator, you can't get out of this confinement area. Everyone is just refining qi, five to two."

"So what?"

Xiao Ran asked calmly.

Someone answered:

"We will not confront each other in peacetime. Now everyone can't go out and there are few resources left. We can only use you disciples."

This is too honest!

The reckless man in front said:

"It's that simple to tell him what to do so much, to kill and pay for his life."

There is another person behind him:

"Unless the two are willing to take out a hundred spirit stones or equivalent medicinal pills, the murder in the street will be revealed."

Xiao Ran looked at it, and the five of them are much better than ordinary Qi-refining monks in physical skills, their postures occupy positions and the division of labor is clear, they sing and harmonize, and the street robbery is so fresh and refined.

Obviously from a hunter team!

What else did you say to give some spirit stone pill? The murder in the street was revealed...

You took it?

Is the deceased your father?

Seeing that Xiao Ran didn't mean to take money, the leading monk with broad shoulders looked at Ling Zhouyue.

"If there is no Lingshi pill, I think this female Taoist friend looks good, maybe it can help me wait--"

Before the voice fell, only a scream of sword air was heard, and five people fell to their heads.

Like five watermelons falling from the back of a truck, bright red juice splashed all over the floor.

Ah this!

Xiao Ran suddenly remembered asking Lin Yunzi why Master was so beautiful but no one chased him...

It's not that no one is chasing, it's that people chasing.

But if you look carefully, even if the master only has Qi refining and cultivation base, his sword skills are not discounted. One sword cuts five, at least crushing Xiao Ran in number.

In this way, Xiao Ran and Ling Zhouyue, with one sword picking a monk's head, and one sword picking five heads, marched horizontally and strode towards the palace.

On the street, no one dared to do it again.

The news spread quickly...

Go outside the palace.

Mogong River.

The Imperial Forest Army rectified a team of dozens of people and greeted Xiao Ran at the bridgehead of the Hugong River.

The leader is a middle-aged captain who has a yellow complexion, is not tall, has a small face, and is not mature enough or imposing.

Look carefully, but he is a master of physical training, and he should be very strong in actual combat.

"Lin Leopard, the last general of the Imperial Forest Army, met two immortals."

Cultivators are not immortals, but as far as mortals are concerned, they are no different from immortals and will be respected as immortals.

Lin Leopard of the Imperial Forest Army, Xiao Ran has also heard of it. It is said that he is a loyal general, but unfortunately his rank is only second-rate.

Xiao Ran held a fist slightly:

"General Lin does not have to be polite."

Lin Leopard bowed.

"The final general is not a general."

"You are now."

Xiao Ran said casually, but he seemed to have tremendous power.

There are generals above the school lieutenant, and the generals of the Yulinjun are basically masters in the refinement realm.

Under such apocalyptic chaos, I am afraid that I have long lost the official rank of the army and restored my status as a cultivator. The search should be searched and the enjoyment should be enjoyed.

Xiao Ran called people, stamped six heads on the military flag and hung them on the bridge to show the public.

"Take me to the emperor."

The crowd came to the palace.

There was also a mess in the palace, clothing, cabinets, scattered all over the floor, even the pure gold dragon sculpture on the pillars of the palace was broken.

It seems that there are many ghosts in the palace.

Fortunately, at most, the property was looted and the murder and arson were not seen.

After all, Chuyan's promotion to the sword bearer's name just passed to Wuyan City not long ago.

In addition, Lin Leopard took over the Imperial Forest Army in time to prevent the army from disintegrating, and maintained the scale of thousands of people to protect the palace.

Otherwise, the fat of the palace would have been looted long ago.

Especially the degenerate Yulin Tiewei, who usually protects the emperor is called to drink, and the end of the world is here, and they all want to play with the emperor.

Golden Luang Temple.

The emperor sat cross-legged in the center of the hall.

With a group of imperial concubines, court ladies, and personal eunuchs, they meditated on the ground. In front of them was a bowl of blood-soaked rice with a stick of incense sticks on it.

Xiao Ran felt very strange, and shouted:

"What are you doing?"

The emperor's name was Jiang Wei, who was the grandnephew whom Chuyan wrote in his letter. Xiang-Xiang was the nickname.

The emperor did not wear a dragon robe, only a white robe. He was a handsome man with a slightly thin beard. Apart from his pale face, he was full of imperial aura.

Seeing the two of Xiao Ran, I was a little stunned. After careful confirmation, I recognized Ling Zhouyue's identity.

"Elder Lingzhou, you are here too."

I recognized it without much excitement, and the tone was a little flat, as if he had realized it.

After pondering for a long time, he got up and asked Xiao Ran.

"This is..."

Xiao Ran said:

"I am the master of your grandma and grandma, that is, your grandpa."

"I..."

The emperor blurted out, remembering something, and slowly changed his words:

"The younger generation has met the Patriarch, Elder Lingzhou."

There was a cry of the junior, and the shout was extremely embarrassing.

Xiao Ran asked:

"What happened these days?"

The emperor then called the **** to make tea for the two of them, so that the imperial concubine could continue to practice, and led Xiao Ran to the seat of the harem, and then began to talk about the situation in the city without inflammation in the past few days.

Before Wuyan City fell, some folks said that they saw a dragon shadow in the clouds.

All thought it was a sign of the success of the Emperor's Sword.

But I don't want to.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the sun disappeared, and the entire Wuyan city was plunged into a thin gray mist, not distinguishing day and night.

After trying to get out of the city, the citizens found that no matter which door they went out, they would lose their way in the fog and return to the same place.

At this time, Xiuxian said that Wuyan City had been swallowed by the Great Ming and fell into the Nether Realm.

After half a day of chaos, more than two hundred practitioners entered Wuyan City one after another.

At first, these cultivators were still abiding by the rules, and at most they secretly searched for property.

But soon, someone found out--

Even cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm can't leave the city. Even if a person goes out empty-handed, without a mortal, he will return to the same place as a mortal, and he will be bound by the engulfed space.

After that, a second chaos broke out in the city.

Among them, seven Zhu Ming hunters from the Dao League were either killed by mistake during the chaos or disappeared after searching for objects and people.

Xiao Ran frowned slightly and asked the previous question again:

"What did you do in the Golden Luang Temple?"

"Practice Changchun Gong."

"Chang Chungong?"

"This is the unique knowledge of the national teacher. It is said that it is cultivated to the first level of Changchun Gong~IndoMTL.com~ After the body is digested and swallowed by the Da Ming, the soul will continue in the Da Ming. If there are thousands of souls If you blend in the body of the Great Ming, you can seize the body of the Great Ming."

Xiao Ran was dumbfounded.

Human Completion Project?

He really underestimated the real Baoguo!

The emperor said again:

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, this exercise method of the national teacher has its positive meaning. You only need to soak rice with chicken blood and burn incense to meditate. This method will stabilize the people at home and avoid greater The level of confusion, so I set an example in the palace, set an example, and let the whole city calm down."

The truth is correct, but Xiao Ran always feels something is wrong.

"Where is the national teacher?"

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