I am Really not a Big Shot

"No, not reconciled—"

Fu Le raised his head and roared angrily, resentful and unwilling, his body swelled for a while, and dense bloodstains appeared on his body surface.

This psychic carrier has finally reached its limit.

Moo! Well!

At this moment, the level 9 bull-headed void demon, with its towering and huge body, rushed back brazenly and hit the body of the psychic Fu Le.

The blue crystal beam of light above the head was instantly shattered, terminating the "Heaven-reaching spirit-falling technique".

puff! boom!

Fu Le's body shook violently and vomited blood, and then the seven orifices bled, and countless cracks exploded all over his body, setting off a mighty storm of blood rain.

"Hiss! I was the one who got hurt again, labor and management quit!"

The Void Demon Commander roared and was swallowed by the bloody storm generated by the explosion. His tyrannical Void physique was almost melted and he barely survived.

Seeing this, Luo Liang sacrificed the Void Demon Card and repatriated the Void Demon Commander.

"Foreign boy! This deity made a mistake, and the chess missed."

A hollow and indifferent voice echoed.

The half of the psychic beam of psychic light that was about to disappear was dim above, projecting a blue moon mirror.

Inside the mirror, a middle-aged man with a blue beard stood with his hands behind his back, with a stern expression and a hint of anger. Separated by the barriers of time and space, terrifying pressure surged.

"Lan Jing Lingzun has something to say."

Luo Liang's face was neither flattered nor surprised.

The psychic Fu Le he defeated just now was not the real possession of Lan Jing Lingzun.

The so-called psychic means that the lower-level creatures can obtain higher-level power.

This is based on the next caster.

Therefore, Fu Le dominated more than half of the previous battles and games. His temperament, combat experience, and skills will affect the display of strength.

If it was a true spirit-level conscious judgment and display of strength, it would be much more difficult for Luo Liang to win.

"I lost to you this time, so I have nothing to say. However, the [Qiankun Pagoda] is the immortal artifact of the 'Pianyun Lingjun'. Please let go of the passage and send it back to the Holy Spirit Realm."

The blue beard middle-aged man calmly stated with no emotion on his face.

"Pianyun Lingjun? Immortal artifact Yuling?"

Luo Liang looked thoughtful, his eyes flickering.

Whoosh!

The exquisite pagoda turned into the size of a palm, and with a buzzing sound, it flew to the time-space swirling cloud blocked by the [Condensing Space Origin Stone].

"I am the imperial spirit of the 'Pianyun Lingjun', quickly get out of the passage."

An arrogant and majestic voice came from [Qiankun Pagoda], obviously it was a weapon spirit.

"Son of a foreign land, you may not be clear. The 'Pianyun Lingjun' is one of the seventy-two holy guards under the 'Holy Spirit Master'. If you offend this lord, even if you are separated by countless worlds, you will not escape catastrophe."

Lanxu's middle-aged voice was cold, and he stated his interests.

The spirit master of the world of imperial spirits is quite the supreme being in the universe, and has a stronger deterrent power in the heavens. He can invade many interfaces at will, which makes people frightened.

Lingjun is equivalent to the fairy king of the fairy world.

You know, Luo Liang's cheap senior sister "Guanghan Fairy" is actually a quasi-xianjun. Because of the strength of the Immortal Monarch, he is also known as the Guanghan Immortal Monarch.

That is.

The strength of 'Pianyun Lingjun' is at least at the level of Guanghan Immortal Lord, maybe a little stronger.

And this Lingjun is just one of the seventy-two holy guards under the "Holy Spirit Ruler", a role similar to that of a personal guard.

Lan Jing Lingzun is confident. When he tells the background, Luo Liang will never dare to covet [Qiankun Pagoda].

"Are you teaching me how to do things? Don't talk about Pianyun Lingjun, even if the 'Holy Spirit Ruler' comes in person, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like that."

Luo Liang was unafraid and sneered.

He was separated from the air, and [Yin Yang Zhaotian Realm] broke through the air, emitting a flickering and distorted dark green glow, shining against the [Qiankun Pagoda].

hum!

[Qiankun Pagoda] No one is in control at the moment, under the power of sealing the world and suppressing Yin and Yang, the light soon dimmed and fell silent.

"Treasure of the universe, this time I made a lot of money!"

Luo Liang was overjoyed, and took the [Qiankun Pagoda] into his hands from the air, pasted more than a dozen talismans on the pagoda, and threw them into the organization's warehouse.

"I dare—"

Lan Jing Lingzun's angry shouting stopped abruptly,

The mirror surface of the blue moon where it was located was shattered.

The little squirrel manipulated the [Condensing Space Origin Stone] and completely cut off the psychic power, and the whirling cloud of time and space quickly melted into the void, like the surface of a calm lake.

Lan Jing Lingzun never expected that Luo Liang would dare to forcibly accept [Qiankun Pagoda], a hot potato, when he knew his background and footsteps.

[Qiankun Pagoda] That is the fairy weapon of the "Pianyun Lingjun". Even if he escapes to a foreign land with his treasure, he will be sensed by this Lingjun, and he will even calculate the history and footsteps, and kill him across the boundary accurately.

If not, how could "Pianyun Lingjun" lend this thing to "Lan Jing Lingzun" with just a little benefit.

Swish!

Luo Liang made a picture of mountains and rivers in the air.

The black-winged old man, frost dragon, and Kun beast flew out from the map of mountains and rivers.

"Master, what are your orders?"

The black-winged old man was respectful, his eyes swept over the ruined and devastated Clearwater Palace, and he was shocked.

Luo Liang actually destroyed the entire Bishui Palace, and defeated the method used by the Spirit Venerable to descend.

At this moment, he was afraid of this master, and those bad thoughts disappeared.

"Help clean up the battlefield. There should be a lot of collections and resources in the Clear Water Palace."

Luo Liang smiled.

"Yes, master!"

The old man with black wings looked excited.

Whoops!

With a flutter of black wings behind him, he flew high into the sky, dispatched several beast pets and a bunch of puppet imperial spirits to clean up the battlefield and search the entire Bishui Palace.

For those dying heirs of Clear Water Palace.

The black-winged old man was merciless, and from a little distance, the white bone spurs flew over, piercing through the corpse, reaping the knife, and giving it a good time.

Luo Liang's focus was on the frontal battlefield.

Centering on the pothole where the Goddess Bitian was, there were many corpses scattered, some were from the Palace of Clear Water, and some were Void Demons.

There are also some treasures and imperial spirits.

For example, Palace Master Zhuo's Biqing Water Beast, this level 9 Yuling's huge body was riddled with scars, its vitality was severely injured, and it passed out.

The statue of the white tiger was torn apart, exuding an aura of ancient spirit.

The gold-plated blue flag and the black sarcophagus used to seal the town are not ordinary, at least at the level of starry sky treasures, but they have all been damaged to varying degrees.

These details all show how tragic the previous battle was.

"It's sad, it's just a wedding dress."

Luo Liang's gaze fell on Palace Master Zhuo's lifeless, shattered corpse.

If Palace Mistress Zhuo hadn't been cheap at the time, she wouldn't have provoked Luo Liang, a monstrous evildoer.

However, the ending of Palace Master Zhuo seems to be a doomed tragedy.

Even if you don't provoke Luo Liang.

He got the divinity of Bishui Tian, ​​and he was going to control the goddess of Bitian Yuling, but there was also the oriole of Lan Jing Lingzun.

No matter what choice he made, Palace Master Zhuo would be the fate of just being a wedding dress.

call out! Peng!

In the sky, seeing Luo Liang's movements, the black-winged old man sent out a bone spur, and stabbed Palace Master Zhuo's body.

Zhuo Gongzhu's body exploded, and he didn't pretend to be dead, and scattered a bunch of item parts, including a space prop hidden in his arm.

Luo Liang felt relieved, and waved his hand to ingest these items.

Palace Master Zhuo, as the principal of the ruined ancient Holy Land of Imperial Spirits, is worth far more than ordinary starry sky powers.

The huge clear water beast was in a coma, Luo Liang ignored it, but just put away the broken white tiger statue and studied it when he had time.

Finish these.

Luo Liang cautiously flew towards the core of the battlefield, the huge pit.

The corpse of a noble goddess, thousands of feet long, with icy muscles and fine bones, without a single thread, came into Luo Liang's vision with a complete face.

Goddess Bitian's aura is weak, her eyes are dim, some black and blue scars are left on her crystal-clear jade skin, and the full curve of her chest is faintly collapsed.

At first glance, it seems that he has experienced a blasphemous devastation.

The truth is not much different.

A story of a goddess of recovery who fights with three men.

However, this divine body is immortal and youthful forever, and the shocking scars are constantly being repaired.

Goddess Bitian broke out of despair earlier, and her head was covered with black hair, but now new hair has grown.

"Unexpectedly, the final winner is you."

The empty goddess chant echoed in Luo Liang's ears, as if waves of water were washing his soul.

Goddess Bitian has a perfect face, holy and dignified, making people feel ashamed and want to worship.

Those Biyou God eyes opened slightly sleepily, gasped softly, her breasts rose and fell, and she silently used the remaining divine power to stimulate her divine power to repair her body.

She adjusted her gigantic divine body to reveal more beautiful and plump curves. Her snow-white skin was as bright as porcelain and jade, dazzling people's eyes, and her mouth was dry.

Intentionally or unintentionally, this goddess raised her long, slender thighs, making the forbidden area of ​​her abdomen looming.

There is also a hint of meaningful and noble mysterious fragrance emanating from the perfect and noble body of the goddess.

Luo Liang's tongue was dry, and he swallowed a bit, trying to get his eyes back.

In the face of this ruthless and merciless goddess Bitian, who has shown weakness many times, he dare not be negligent.

"Don't work in vain! I won't give you a chance to breathe."

Luo Liang saw the state of the goddess' corpse clearly and smiled confidently.

He never failed to see that this goddess wanted to repeat the old tricks, and was showing weakness to the enemy, and even endured the humiliation, and did not hesitate to seduce him with her beautiful divine body.

"Junior, if you are the winner, this will be the best result."

The noble face of Goddess Bitian revealed a dignified and gentle smile.

"Why?"

Luo Liang took his time, swiped with one hand, and the map of mountains and rivers and the ancient bronze mirror flew over.

"You can't kill my immortal body."

On the snowy jade-like skin of Goddess Bitian, divine lines are lightly outlined, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura.

Luo Liang did not deny it.

He really couldn't kill Goddess Bitian.

"The sealing array has been destroyed. [Qiankun Pagoda] is the imperial spirit of that Lingjun. You can't use it. How to suppress and subdue the god?"

These are also true.

Without the consent of Lord Ling, Luo Liang could not use [Qiankun Pagoda].

"Perhaps, you can take advantage of the current weakness of this god to carry out a short-term suppression. However, with your real cultivation as a sixth-level spirit master, even if you master the method, you will not be able to turn this god into a spirit master."

The smile on Goddess Bitian's face remained undiminished, with a condescending aloofness and calmness, not a downcast loser.

"You can't kill the god, and you can't completely block the town and subdue it. Once the god recovers part of his power, he can crush you, a bedbug, to death with just one kick."

"Heck... It's useless for you to escape, the god has left a mark on your soul."

At the end, Bitian Goddess Biyou's eyes revealed a proud sarcasm and a faint killing intent.

Seeing the noble and confident smile of Goddess Bitian, Luo Liang couldn't help but startled.

"So, you are the real winner? Luo made a wedding dress for you?"

He couldn't help laughing.

"Is not it?"