Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

After some soul searching, Wu Ping got the information of this world.

Big luck?

Wei Wei turned her head to look at the rest of the people.

Wu Ping asked, "How are you going to vent your luck?"

"Yunchao is different from Zongmen. Although Yunchao does not necessarily have the strength of Zongmen, there is a unique method of stabilizing luck in the law of national fortune. I thought about it on the way here and decided to use three simple and brutal methods. Method."

"Details."

Yi Changsheng continued: "There are only a few ways to stabilize luck, people with meritorious deeds, unique treasures, and ancestral tombs with dragon veins."

"If it is the first type, you need to take action. The second type and the third type, no matter what kind of treasure it is, can't stop me. As for the dragon vein ancestral grave, as long as I find the location and the door of death, I can break him. Shilong's "700" acupoint was broken.

"The luck returns to the heaven and the earth, and the disintegration of the whole sky will only take a few years."

"I know you don't like wasting time, so I'm ready for an all-out offensive."

"There are many gods here, I can smell them, grab two suitable ones to refine them, spread rumors and plagues, disintegrate the people's hearts from the root, and stir up the world by the way, and we two will find a big Fuck the prince to death."

"Use his blood to guide us to find the place where the dragon veins of the Dagan ancestors' graves are located."

"When the time comes, it will be destroyed."

"As soon as Dagan's luck is scattered and the concentration reaches the standard, find another place and insert the weird pillar given by your ancestor, and the first one will be done."

"However, in order to prevent other forces from absorbing the overflowing heaven and earth luck, we have to grab it, so we also have to get a force out.

Wu Ping thought about it.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "These people don't respect the way of heaven. Their destruction is destined by the sky. We are here to purify them."

"Why don't you just call him Hei Lian?"

"Black lotus?"

Yi Changsheng thought for a while: "The name is not bad.

"Then we are the Lord Black Lotus?"

Wu Ping: "I am the master of life."

Yi Changsheng: "Then I will die."

Wu Ping: "Another hill?"

Yi Changsheng: "I think the palace of the Daqian Yun Dynasty is not bad."

Wu Ping: "Expand outwards with the Daqian Dynasty?"

Yi Changsheng: "Swallow the world, call the name, heaven and earth are one family, everyone is equal, start a great cause, and finally the world will be destroyed, and we will retire after success?"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Shake the sky.

"Use deceitful tricks to welcome the arrival of my Seven Blood Sect, Datong is approaching, this is my Daya!!!"

Wu Ping's aura burst out in an instant, blowing hundreds of thousands of miles into the sky.

The remnant party of the church next to him was horrified when they heard that.

These two people came here to destroy the world!!!

If it were someone else, these words would be tantamount to idiotic talk.

But the weird method these two people used just now.

Can even devour gods

By then the rumors will be gone.

Everyone is deluded by the unreasonable great unity of the world, and everyone is working hard like a dragon, looking forward to a new life, but in the end what comes to us is destruction!

A big running word was engraved on the hearts of these people.

But it's too late.

Wu Ping's spiritual power completely controlled them.

A tyrannical will rushed into their minds, and the fluctuations changed their consciousness and thoughts.

It was Yi Changsheng who made the move.

After a while, the eyes of the few people with chaotic eyes regained their clarity.

He knelt down and kowtowed to Wu Ping and Yi Changsheng non-stop.

He muttered in his mouth: "The catastrophe is coming, the sky and the earth are dark, the sun and the moon have no light, the black lotus is here, and the Great Harmony is coming!!!"

Yi Changsheng looked at himself and Wu Ping: "We don't know how to dress like this. I have two sets of outfits from above, but baby, you have to remember to return them to me when the time comes."

"If you have good things, you will take them out and bring you into this world. Isn't it good enough for so many gods?"

Wu Ping rolled his eyes.

Yi Changsheng chuckled.

He pinched a tactic on his hand and pointed at Wu Ping.

A blood-colored robe flutters around, depicting various strange patterns and mysterious talismans, and wearing a Nuo opera crown on his head. On the crown page is a picture of a strangely shaped god, and his black hair is loosely scattered behind him.

The area around the eyes was stained with a blood-like blush, the whites of the eyes turned red, the pupils were golden, exuding a faint light, adding a sense of sacredness, and several intentional red lines slowly emerged on the face, intertwined and wriggling... ....

The momentum is daunting, but if you take a second look, you will be attracted by the sacred and strange temperament and sink into it.

The two ringed earrings of the gods and the blood-colored baboon matched this outfit with an indescribable sense of mystery.

And Yi Changsheng himself is the same as Wu Ping, but the color is different, Wu Ping is red, he is black.

Blood-stained ribbons danced all over his body.

The flesh and blood on his face squirmed, and black circles crawled out and appeared on his face, making him even more delicate.

The long hair fell in front of her body and covered her chest, and the clothes she was wearing turned into a black tube top.

The lower body is the horse-faced skirt that squirms like a living creature.

The area around the eyes is smudged black, the whites of the eyes turn black instantly, and the pupils turn red.

Incredible!

The two stood side by side.

The ultimate sense of oppression is coming!

"It still feels good to be familiar~"

Yi Changsheng's voice became weird and sharp at this moment.

Wu Ping turned his head to look. On his exposed snow-white skin, there are strange black symbols all over his body, and the joints between his fingers are covered by black circles. In the palms of both hands, there is a corner eye, which is similar to the one on his face. .

All black eyes and red pupils.

The smile is a little more crazy at this moment.

But it is beautiful.

And even more weird.

Wu Ping clasped his hands and looked appreciatively.

"So you're a woman?" 5.3

Yi Changsheng looked down at the strands of long hair and tube top covering his chest.

He said calmly, "Gender doesn't matter, just don't walk up to me."

"You're going to die, don't be narcissistic."

"Hey, brother, let's play~"

"Go away, you're a man every day, you're a woman, you bloody monster."

"cut."

Yi Changsheng cut arrogantly and then continued: "Let's go, brother, let's catch up and plan our great cause.

Wu Ping also came up with a playful heart: "Call me Lord Black Lotus."

"It's as if who is not the Holy Lord of the Black Lotus?"

"Um?"

"Yes, it is my Lord Black Lotus, let's proceed.

Ask for flowers, ask for monthly tickets. .