MTL - I’m Always the Villain-Chapter 110 Furnace Master 15

The Dark God was stunned.

Sang Jiuchi in front of him was not unscathed, he could even be described as "excited".

His beating heart was in his hand, and just now, Fan Lu also took another heart from his body.

The Dark God's originally confused mind suddenly came to his senses.

Wait a minute?

The two of them, one for you and one for me.

Your heart is now being pinched in their palms? !

Sang Jiuchi had already fallen by Fan Lu's side, presumably seeing the black hula in Fan Lu's hand. Sang Jiuchi also used a cleaning spell very thoughtfully to help Swee Fan Lu clean his hands.

The heart that was originally contaminated by black mud immediately revealed its original appearance.

A small one, about the size of an apple, with a golden color, is beating vigorously.

The one in Sang Jiuchi's hand was pitch-black, and it was also beating healthily.

Below the stands, the crowd gradually quieted down.

They look at me and I look at you, holding their breaths and looking up at the table, for fear of missing a trace of dialogue.

The monks with flexible minds have already reacted to what is going on, and they will string together the front and back, and the cause and effect will also come out.

Fan Lu said just now that the "Demon Emperor" is not the Demon Emperor, and then something dark came out of the Demon Emperor, and the Demon Emperor fainted.

In this way, something was possessed by the Demon Emperor.

There is also the elder Wen Tianzong who suddenly turned into wood and turned into powder. Don't think that they didn't see it. The first elder stared straight at the "Demon Emperor" as soon as he came out, saying that they didn't believe that they didn't have a leg. .

Everyone looked at the black liquid above their heads, and took a breath of cold air again.

The black boy he had never seen before was obviously much stronger than them. He just raised his hand and dropped it, which almost destroyed them all. His power is not the power that they should have in the cultivation world, but more like an existence that surpasses the cultivation world.

If the front and back are strung together, is the cause and effect because this young man came from a place higher than the cultivation world, smashing the void, and he hibernated in the cultivation world and possessed the demon emperor in order to destroy the cultivation world? !

In the quiet crowd, someone shouted in a low voice, "This person won't be the God of Destruction?!"

The man's voice was very small, but in this highly tense environment, it struck the heartstrings in everyone's brain.

God of Destruction? !

The one he did just now was obviously aimed at destroying the cultivation world.

Yes, he is the God of Destruction!

The boy heard the voice and turned back and sneered. He leaned over and looked at the group of ants in front of him, his eyes disdainful: "I am the Dark God, the Lord God who controls hundreds of millions of planes, don't confuse me with the World Destruction God who has never heard of anything."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and their eyes flashed with certainty.

It is indeed the God of Destruction!

Listen, God of Darkness, just listening to the name is the standard villain Great Demon King!

God has always been infinitely above them.

If God really wants to destroy this world, what other way do they have to escape this world?

However, if they can't leave, they can only wait to die.

Knowing their mortal ending, everyone became quiet and calm.

They looked at the other two on the stage, who stood opposite the Dark God.

One of them was wearing a green feather coat, and the long silver hair was unadorned, floating slightly with the breeze. His handsome face was full of freedom and equanimity from beginning to end, as if he was not facing a dark **** at all, just a paper tiger.

The other person was still shouting and killing, and almost the entire cultivation world came out of their nests, just to capture this little cultivator of the Nascent Soul. He also had mottled scars from the fight, and even a few bloodstains on his face.

But it was this man who they wished to kill quickly and then stood firmly beside Immortal Lord Sang slightly ahead, protecting Immortal Lord Sang behind him in a protective manner.

They know that these two are mentors and apprentices.

But these two men, who were obviously incompatible, looked very harmonious now.

There are even some... well-matched.

A few months ago, Sang Xianzhu stood outside the secret realm and hugged Brahma in a large crowd.

Since then, rumors about Sang Xianzhu and his apprentice Fan Lu have been circulating in the cultivation world.

However, this kind of rumor soon fell apart, because Sang Jiuchi didn't even appear once when they were chasing and killing Brahma.

If it is really partial, how can it be impossible to save it?

But now, everyone is confused again.

What exactly is going on?

They always feel that they have missed a lot of things. It seems that too many things have happened in just a few months, but they only pay attention to Fan Lu and don't notice other things at all.

The Dark God's expression was equally intriguing. He opened his mouth, but stopped talking, his expression unpredictable.

Seeing that the Dark God had something to ask, everyone was silent, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Some monks who accepted their fate had given up their resistance and sat down with their knees crossed.

The monks of the Xuantian Sect were still waiting in a serious line. When they tilted their heads, they saw that a disciple of the Hehuan Sect actually crossed his legs and looked like a story.

He glanced at the name of the script, and immediately asked through voice transmission, ""Forbidden Faith"? Are you reading "Forbidden Faith"?"

The disciple of the Hehuan Sect looked at it with joy, and immediately raised his head when he heard it, with the calmness in his eyes that could see through life and death, and said, "Yeah, you know that too?"

The disciple of Xuan Tianzong nodded vigorously, "But I didn't buy it. This book is so popular that it runs out of stock every time I go. I only bought the first book after buying it for a long time, and I didn't buy it after that."

The disciple of the Hehuan Sect heard the words, touched in the storage bag, and took out a book of words: "This is the second volume. I bought all three, and I have finished reading them. I'll lend you a look."

The Xuantian Sect disciple took the script and quickly pushed it back. He sighed deeply, "Thank you, fellow Daoist, but no need. Seeing that everyone is going to die, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it all at this time."

He hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth and said, "Daoist friend, if you mind, could you please tell me the story behind, so that I don't have any regrets before I die."

The Hehuan Sect disciple paused for a moment. He looked around suspiciously, and finally fixed his gaze in front of the Xuantian Sect cultivator.

The Xuantian Sect cultivator looked down at him, and the Hehuan Sect disciple had a strange expression, as if he was struggling with something.

The Xuan Tianzong cultivator sighed, "You don't need to be so entangled, this time is the same for everyone. Everyone wants to keep the last period of time for themselves. Sorry, I was reckless just now."

The Hehuan Sect disciple grabbed his sleeve and said, "Senior brother, you misunderstood, ah, that, I need to communicate with multiple people."

What, multi-person voice transmission?

Before the Xuantian Sect disciple could react, his consciousness was pulled by a force.

The next moment, he heard the voice transmission of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect ringing in his mind, "Cough, um, can all the brothers and sisters hear it?"

Xuan Tianzong cultivator: "..."

Following the questions of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, more than a dozen voices rang out in his mind.

"I hear it!"

"very clear."

"Thank you, brother, I heard it clearly!"

The eyes of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect wandered around, and finally they put their eyes on the monk of Xuantianzong, "This senior brother of Xuantianzong, can you hear it?"

The Xuan Tianzong cultivator swallowed his saliva and replied dryly, "I can hear it."

The disciple of the Hehuan Sect breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, it's the first time I have pulled so many people together for voice transmission, I'm afraid I won't pull it."

"That, that's it. Because everyone asked me about the plot behind me, I couldn't transmit one by one, so I pulled everyone in. I want to ask, you all only read the first volume of "Forbidden Faith" ?"

When he was talking, the Xuan Tianzong cultivator noticed that there were more than a dozen people sneaking up around him.

Those people surrounded the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, all of them staring solemnly at the Dark God in front of them, but their minds jumped with joy.

"I only read the first book."

"I saw half of the second book, and I didn't buy the third book."

"I didn't even read the first book."

The chatter of the crowd exploded in the Xuan Tianzong cultivator's mind. He awkwardly tugged at the collar and looked sideways at the two on the stage.

Although they have been transmitting sound for a long time, in reality, it has only passed for a moment.

On the stage, Sang Jiuchi and Fan Lu stood side by side. He heard Sang Jiuchi say, "Dark God, it's nice to meet you."

Just when he heard Sang Jiuchi say these words, the synchronized voices of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect suddenly sounded in his mind.

He heard the disciples of the Hehuan Sect also saying, "Nice to meet you."

Unlike Sang Jiuchi's natural words, the voices of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect seemed to be reciting lines.

A dozen people all looked at the disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

The Hehuan Sect disciple also showed a very subtle expression on his face. He tremblingly picked up the book in his hand and skillfully turned to a certain page in the third volume.

Then, the disciple of the Hehuan Sect pointed to a line of text.

Everyone looked at them intently and saw that the book was written like this:

Sang Xianzhu stood indifferently and said softly: "Dark God, it's a pleasure to meet you."

The eyes of the disciples of Xuan Tianzong suddenly changed. He looked at the other dozen people and found that the expressions on their faces were also very shocked.

Then, the hand of the Hehuan Sect disciple began to slide down and pointed to another line of small characters.

A few people had just read what was written in the book when they heard the voice of the dark god, "Are you plotting against me?"

In the book, there is also a sentence: "Are you plotting against me?"

Everyone: "…"

What's up with this book?

What they thought they were reading was just a novel, but it was actually a book of prophecy? !

Who is the author of this book? !

Among the many monks, it seems that some people have seen the third part. The quiet crowd rustled, and the disciples of Xuan Tianzong looked around, and saw the monks who were still in their own camp just now gathered together in piles, and the people around the center were all holding a book in their hands. .

Not only prophecies, but prophecies are scattered almost everywhere?

The problem is that the book of prophecy has been scattered all over the place, and they didn't expect it to be a book of prophecy before? !

Wouldn't it be an exaggeration to say a slap in the face?

At this moment, the Dark God turned his back to the monk ants below, not knowing what happened behind him.

Sang Jiuchi said with a smile: "You don't have to use this method, how can you show yourself. I feel that something is wrong since the war of demons thousands of years ago caused the entire cultivation world to lose its normal cycle."

"Dark God, have you come to this world since then?"

"After I entered the Tribulation Transcendence Period, I suddenly discovered the secrets of this world one day. The war between the Demon Races 10,000 years ago made this world lose its stable cycle. I have deduced countless times the way of heaven, the only future in this world. They are all death, and among the hundreds of millions of times I have checked, only one succeeded in saving the world from destruction, that is to force out your true body, kill you completely, and liberate the spiritual energy that you have taken as your own, and restore them. returned to the earth."

The Dark God frowned, what was Sang Jiuchi talking about?

He could understand half of what he said, and he could not understand half of what he said.

What I understand is the way to save the world, what I don't understand is the "deduction of entering the calamity period" or something.

Didn't Sang Jiuchi just come to this plane? How do you make it seem like you've always been in this plane? Could it be that he is still working hard to play the role of Sang Xianzhu?

When the Dark God frowned, Sang Jiuchi continued: "After that, I began to think of a way to lead you out. I figured out that Fan Lu was the key to saving the world, so I rushed to save him at that time. Unfortunately, I only had time to save him. Fan Lu, but there is no chance to save his parents."

"Later, I deduced **** you. You have two hearts, and you can only be killed if you kill two hearts at the same time. So I started looking for your heart. I searched for your heart for many years, and finally deduced it one day. One of the hearts is in the Slaughtering Field. What shocked me even more was that the Slaughtering Field was your masterpiece."

"The Slaughtering Field Battlefield is a prop you use to absorb the dark side of the world, and it is not the secret realm of god-level spiritual treasures that we think."

Behind the Dark God, the sound of turning the pages of the book sounded.

When he turned his head, he saw a dozen or two of the cultivators grouped together, all staring at the person in the middle, with a subtle expression of strange excitement on their faces.

The Dark God felt that his head was not enough.

For some reason, he always had the illusion that he was being counted and was helping people with money.

He wanted to know what they were doing, but the two Buddhas standing opposite him now made him unable to tell what the group of ant monks were doing.

The monks looked at the fine print on the book in unison, and listened to the same live broadcast in their ears.

How should I put it, it was supposed to be a doomsday scene where swords were drawn. Now it is actually a little subtle, and even a little ridiculous.

When they watched the live broadcast, they already knew that the ending was very good. If this is a prophecy book, it means that everything will go according to the text of the book.

Sang Jiuchi and Fanlu worked together to save the world, and the world of self-cultivation was not destroyed. After all, it ended with the death of the Dark God.

The fear, anxiety, and depression that once haunted the hearts of everyone disappeared with the knowledge of the finale in advance.

As the darkness in their hearts disappeared, the black mucus that had been pressing on the sky began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Dark God suddenly raised his head, not understanding why the dark side that he had been brewing for so long in the atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

He turned to look at the calm-looking monks, and then turned to look at Sang Jiuchi, frowning: "Is this what you did too?"

While speaking, he looked at the heart that the two held in their hands.

It's crazy, these two people are holding his life, they even have time to chat here.

Sang Jiuchi shrugged: "You are the **** of darkness, you live on the dark side of life. The more darkness you have, the stronger your power. In other words, the planes you destroyed were not killed by you, but He was hurt by himself."

Sang Jiuchi seriously recalled the script and completely entered a state of immersion, "Of course, these are also deduced by me by deducing the destiny. In order to prevent the monks from being bewitched by you, I gave the monks a calming pill in advance."

The God of Darkness looked at Sang Jiuchi in front of him coldly. He underestimated this man. Is this the tasker who let the God of Power and the others succumbed continuously?

How could he have thought he was just a small character? !

"Your longevity lamp is on and off, why didn't you die? And my heart," the Dark God grabbed the heart that Demon Venerable brought back for him from the void, "There is clearly my breath on it."

Sang Jiuchi glanced at it lightly, "Oh, that, it's a fake I cloned using the technology plane's cloning technology. Of course, the technology plane is also known by me through deduction. I smashed the void and went to that position. noodle."

Under the stage, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

They knew that Immortal Sang was extremely powerful, but they did not expect Immortal Sang to be so powerful.

Smashing the void, that is the ability that only gods can do. There is also the deduction ability of Immortal Sang. Among the monks, there are indeed spells that can be deduced in the future, but because of this, it is often at the cost of lifespan, and everyone does not deduce it very much.

Sang Xianzhu deduced again and again, how many lives did he give? ! How much life does he have left?

They always thought that Immortal Sang was just a dedicated cultivator who didn't go to the door, but he didn't expect that he was constantly working hard to save the world.

For a time, people looked at the stage in a complicated way. In addition to the previous awe, they now looked at Sang Jiuchi with respect.

Sang Jiuchi paused for two seconds, thought about it carefully, and continued to speak: "It has been ten thousand years since the demons came ten thousand years ago. You have been dormant for so long without moving, which shows that you are very cautious. In order to be able to We have also made a lot of efforts to lead you out. The first is my death, in order to convince you that the obstacle of me has been removed, I played a scene with Demon Venerable together."

"As for why my longevity lamp is extinguished. The longevity lamp is made with divine soul, and divine soul is the unique soul attribute of cultivators. As long as I change from a monk to a mortal without mana, the longevity lamp will naturally go out. I refined one. A kind of ammunition that can briefly turn a monk into a mortal."

"Besides me, you are also afraid of Brahma, because he is the key to killing you. So in order to make you feel that your plan has succeeded, we will do it according to the plan, creating the illusion that a large number of monks were killed by him, and let him become It's what you hoped for."

The Dark God's eyes widened: "Fake death?"

Sang Jiuchi chuckled: "Fan Lu didn't kill those people, just like me, they took the medicine pill and were invited as a guest by me. Now they have recovered their cultivation and returned to their respective schools. Fellow monks, please rest assured."

The Dark God finally understood the cause and effect. He tightened his shoulders, and his face that was smiling just now was gloomy and unpredictable.

In some places, Sang Jiuchi said something vague, especially the "deduction" he mentioned many times.

What is the deduction, it is because he is a tasker and knows some content through the system. In order to maintain his own personality, he shamelessly said that it was his own deduction.

Pooh!

After Sang Jiuchi finished talking back and forth, he finally understood the cause and effect.

When he knew all the truth, the Dark God finally understood that he had been tricked, and was tricked thoroughly.

He is the supreme god, and even the arrogant **** of war is his defeat. But it is such a small task person, and he has calculated all his strategies into account!

Anger surged wildly from his chest, and the shame of being played with by ants ran through his mind.

His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes turned red with anger.

He laughed savagely, the boy's body suddenly stretched and turned into black liquid again, and the black liquid stretched upwards.

The little black liquid left in the sky seemed to be summoned and headed towards the Dark God.

Soon, two black liquids, one big and one small, merged into one, and a huge black figure that covered the sky and the sun was like a visitor from outside the sky, shrouding the world of self-cultivation. Everyone looked up, his huge body hung in the sky and looked down here, as if a giant was looking down on a ball with contempt.

A roaring sound came from the shadow, "Sang Jiuchi, do you really think you can kill me if you get my two hearts? Hahaha, you are all deceived, how could I put mine The point of death is simply revealed. You want to save the world, but I want to destroy the world!"

The Dark God said, and stretched out a huge arm from the clouds.

Just one arm is bigger than the legendary Kunpeng, covering the sky and the sun, as if the sky is about to collapse.

When everyone looked up, they saw a twisted smile on the face of the dark God of Darkness.

The Dark God stretched out a finger above the sky, intending to crush this plane directly with the most primitive divine power.

This is his real body.

His real body contains his most primitive dark power, which is his strongest existence and his weakest time.

If the God of War is still there, he will never show this form.

That pervert seems to be born to kill, born to be brute force. If his knife slashed at him, he would shave off a layer of skin even if he didn't die.

Every main **** has his own body and special abilities, and his body is this.

In order to keep the secret of his own body, he spread rumors of two hearts, just to divert the enemy's attention. Make them believe that even if they attack their own body, they will not die, and instead go to find a useless heart.

But in fact, that pair of hearts is the most useless.

The Dark God "chichi" smiled. He looked down at the mortal world greedily, wanting to see their terrified expressions and absorb their dark side again.

However, in his eyes, those cultivators who had been desperate and frightened at first stood there in a daze, with even a bit of contempt deep in their eyes.

contempt?

He is a high-ranking dark god, they are just a group of ants, how dare they despise themselves? !

The Dark God was furious, he howled and roared furiously.

The audience in the stands watched the performance of the Dark God indifferently.

No matter how arrogant he is now, he will be killed by the God of War soon.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that Fan Lu turned out to be a **** of war from the sky! He went down to save the world from the dark gods, but they almost killed the world's savior because of their own selfish desires!

Everyone looked at Fan Lu in the stands, and there were a lot of things in their eyes.

Awe, fear, guilt, worship.

And when everyone turned their attention to the huge behemoth outside the sky again, there was only contempt and contempt in their eyes.

Without receiving the slightest bit of dark power, the Dark God was suddenly panicked and uncomfortable.

Frightened by the eyes that everyone seems to have seen the ending, it is not suitable for the strange performance of this plane.

He quickened the movements on his hands, and his huge fingers broke through the clouds and pierced the ground.

People did not even hide.

Seeing that the finger was about to hit the ground, a huge magic circle suddenly appeared in the air, blocking the Dark God's finger firmly.

Under the protection circle, a group of monks stood up one after another and took out the magic weapon in their hands.

They were like comrades who had rehearsed many times. With the order of a certain monk, all the monks poured all their cultivation into the magic circle.

And the originally huge magic circle expanded again, and instantly covered most of the plane of self-cultivation.

The Dark God poked hard in several places, but all of them were powerless.

The fingers pressed on the golden circle, not only did not cause a single attack, but also caused his fingers to be extremely painful.

He didn't understand why the world of self-cultivation, which seemed to be full of loopholes at first, suddenly became indestructible.

Just when he had no choice but to go mad, the monks' eyes became more solemn and firm.

Everyone looked at Fan Lu in the distance, and their eyes were full of hope.

In the eyes of everyone's expectation, Fan Lu handed the heart in his hand to Sang Jiuchi, and slowly flew under the magic circle.

As his body sank into the circle, a huge golden light and shadow suddenly appeared from the circle.

The man's whole body was bathed in golden light, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

But people still stare hard, not daring to miss any moment of the picture.

The dark god's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked in horror at the huge figure slowly walking out of the magic circle.

That face that he would never forget even to death, and those eyes that never cared and indifferent!

The Dark God's eyes moved down, and he saw the man's palm.

In his hand, he was holding a golden spear.

This person, who is not the God of War? !

The powerful battle spirit of the God of War suddenly attacked from all directions, pressing his body with force.

At this moment, he remembered the fear of being intimidated by the **** of war!

The Dark God subconsciously wanted to escape, but just as he was about to turn around, a long spear stabbed into his body with force, impartially, and just pierced into his heart.

The power of darkness immediately dissipated from the wound, and the power quickly flowed from the body. The limbs and bones seemed to be electrocuted by high-voltage currents, and they were numbly unable to even move their fingers.

In this helpless numbness, the Dark God could feel his body contracting rapidly and uncontrollably.

In a daze, he felt his body being pinched by something.

Looking over, the Dark God's breathing was stagnant again.

The golden **** of war pinched him with just two fingers. The **** of war's fingers passed through the clouds and through the magic circle, and threw the small group of the dark gods back to the stand and threw them in front of Sang Jiuchi.

In the same position as before, but in a different situation.

Just now he was sure to win, and now he has lost.

The Dark God lay slumped on the ground, looked up despairingly at the face that was still pitiful, and let out a low roar, "In the end, who are you?"

But he is so weak now, so weak that even if he really speaks, he can't make a sound.

However, the thoughtful Sang Jiuchi understood what he meant, and he leaned forward, thoughtfully returned the two useless hearts to him, and said in a place where no one could see: "I'm just a tasker. You already know this, what you should ask is not what I mean, but who Fan Lu is. It has been so long, haven't you found out that Fan Lu is the God of War?"

The Dark God Diwa looked at Sang Jiuchi angrily and roared silently: Of course I know that Fan Lu is the soul fragment of the God of War, I just know him...

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed through the mind of the Dark God.

He stared blankly at the magic circle in the distance.

Fan Lu had left the circle, changed back to his previous human form, and walked slowly towards here.

He seemed to have used up all his strength, and could only walk **** the ground with his feet step by step. Beside him, the cultivators knelt on the ground one after another, praising his name reverently: "Congratulations to the God of War!"

The Dark God turned his head to Sang Jiuchi foolishly, and called Sang Jiuchi a strange smile. How could there be a decent monk's face that is compassionate and compassionate, it is clearly the most standard vicious villain face.

He heard Sang Jiuchi smile and sound transmission: "He is the **** of war, chasing after me, envy you single dog?"

Darkness exhausted.

Damn, he's about to die, this guy is still showing his affection in front of him? !

Sang Jiuchi continued: "I made a psychological profile of you through God of War's description of your previous behavior. The conclusion is that you are an extremely timid and lacking sense of trust. But such a daring person It's very unreasonable for a prudent person to put things that are related to their lives outside instead of by their side."

"So I made a fake heart to test you. When the Demon Venerable handed the heart to you, you didn't feel relieved at all, but just threw him in the storage bag. That's your life, you cherish it so much. People who live their lives treat their own lives like this."

"So I came to a conclusion that whether it was me or God of War, the information that 'find your two hearts will kill you' is wrong. And the source of the wrong information is most likely to be put by yourself. Come out to confuse people."

"Then I was thinking about where your body would be the safest after the confusion, and then I deduced that it is your body. After everyone knows the wrong information, they will no longer insist on attacking your body, but will go to Look for two hearts. That way, it protects your body."

"You have experienced everything after that. Your soul is hiding in the demon emperor's body, and we can't find your body. So we have the means of three tricks and three captures later, to tempt you to release your own body."

The Dark God gave a wry smile, and he could feel that his vitality was passing quickly.

There is an unfathomable mission person in front of him, and behind him is the God of War who is about to come over. He is now at the end of the shot, and death is his only end.

But there was still something he didn't understand. With all his strength, he looked at Sang Jiuchi and asked, "Why are these human monks suddenly not afraid of me?"

Sang Jiuchi raised his eyebrows: "Oh, this. I wrote this script before, and I wrote it for fun at first. After coming out of the secret realm and knowing your true face, in order to prevent you from taking advantage of their dark side to use force , I wrote everything that happened after that in the third booklet."

The Dark God was shocked: "You mean you expected everything that happened just now?!"

Sang Jiuchi: "I didn't expect it, but deduced it. Didn't I say that I did a psychological profile on you before? Give you your psychological profile, and I can deduce that you will have it in different situations. What kind of reaction. Fortunately, my deduction did not go wrong, and I deduced every step you took, including what you said."

"However, at the end of the game, the situation is not optimistic. We have only a 1% chance of defeating you. As long as you create panic at the end, the monks will generate a steady stream of dark power for you to drive. Therefore, preventing the monks from generating dark power is a decisive victory. key, and then I thought of the booklet I wrote about when I was rising."

"Lucky again, the booklet exploded, which meant that many people who bought it would read it. I predicted everything in the future with private goods, but the final outcome was changed to an easy victory for us. It was even written in the booklet that the key to victory was for them to inject their cultivation base into the 'God-making Formation' that I had prepared in advance."

"What you see after that is what you see. They keep seeing the dialogue in the book repeating in reality, and then see the easy victory. Of course, there is no fear. And they also cooperated with all the cultivation bases." In the God-Making Formation."

"In this way, my words became reality, and reality became my words." Sang Jiuchi looked away from the Dark God and looked into the distance.

His originally sympathetic and indifferent expression immediately showed a warm and nostalgic look in his eyes when he saw a figure. Under everyone's attention, Sang Jiuchi stood up, walked to Fan Lu and supported him by his side.

The Dark God looked at the two who were supporting each other, and smiled bitterly again.

These two will one day kill the God Realm. Sang Jiuchi firmly grasped all his thoughts for being so good at calculating, not to mention those three idiots.

Life is still passing fast.

At the last moment of his life, the Dark God wanted to send some information to the three idiots. He wanted to tell them the fatal message that the God of War had awakened and could enter the plane, but he was too tired.

Under the oppression of the two, his spirit was not even capable of turning over. In the eyes of these weak mortals, what they saw might just be a pair of loving lovers.

But in the eyes of the dark god, what emerged from the two bodies in front of him were two incomparably strong and persevering spirits.

The two spirits bared their teeth and claws in front of him, like two towering peaks, no matter how he climbed over them, he couldn't climb over them.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the body of the Dark God has slowly turned into powder.

All the monks stared at the two people on the stage, knelt on the ground in unison, and said sincerely, "Thank you for the grace of the two Immortal Lords for saving the world!"

Sang Jiuchi is the Immortal Lord, and Fan Lu, the reincarnated God of War, is also the Immortal Lord, right?

With the help of Sang Jiuchi, Fan Lu said loudly: "During the previous pursuit, only my uncle Demon Zun sheltered me. In order to protect me, he passed the position of Demon Zun to me, so I don't think so. From your Immortal Lord, I am now the Demon Lord."

They haven't forgotten the mission, and the mission said that they need Fan Lu to become a Demon Venerable.

He thought for a while, then turned his head to look at Sang Jiuchi warmly, and said angrily, "My master didn't come when I was chasing down to the point of being bruised and bruised. I'm really a vicious master, forcing me to kill many people. The cultivator's world-destroying demon."

Everyone: "…"

Uh, is this, flirting?

When everyone didn't know the reason, Sang Jiuchi smiled softly and said dotingly: "Yes, it's all my fault that I didn't protect my apprentice well, so I let my apprentice fall into the devil's way. In order to repent, I am willing to fall into the devil's way together with my apprentice. From today onwards, there will be no Sang Immortal Lord in the world, but only one Sang Demon Lord. From now on, I will live in seclusion in the mountains and forests with my apprentices and concentrate on cultivation, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

Everyone suddenly raised their heads and stared blankly at the stands.

Suddenly, I don't know who whispered: "Sang Xianzhu... Sang Mojun has deduced countless times, is it that life is about to come to an end, so I just want to be with my lover in the last time?"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks broke their defenses.