King of Black Mist

There was nothing on the Taoist platform except the tuanfu. I don’t know if it was taken away by the Queen Mother and others, or if it was always like this.

"What will happen if you sit on it?" Yaochi whispered as if talking to himself, "travel through time and see Taoist ancestors? Or, recreate the scene of Taoist ancestors' sermons?"

There was naturally no wind in the Dao Palace, but Yang Qinglan's hair was floating slightly as she sensed the surrounding environment.

Nothing was found.

It seems to be an ordinary seven tufts.

"Sit on it and try it." She took the lead and took the lead, her long skirt flowing like the beautiful lake water on the shore.

"Huh?" When she approached the first tuanfu, she suddenly discovered that there were words on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Yaochi quickly followed, and then fell into surprise with Yang Qinglan.

Yaochi is only one layer of window paper away from the earthly immortals. Yang Qinglan has completely crossed the threshold between human immortals and earthly immortals and entered the room. For the two of them, they are moving at ten times the speed of sound. If they look specifically, they can even see thousands of things clearly. A grain of rice other than rice is cooked or raw.

But the two of them were just a little surprised, not surprised.

This Dao Palace is the venue of Dao Ancestor. Let alone them, even the immortals who can see atoms clearly (one billionth of a meter is 1 nanometer, and an atom is only about 0.1 nanometers in size). As long as Dao Ancestor doesn't want to, the immortals can only turn a blind eye. .

"What are you writing about?" Yaochi took another step forward.

The handwriting seemed to have been carved with fingers.

This piece of Taoist platform is floating - maybe even suppressed - in the chaotic air, and its hardness is unimaginable. Who left the handwriting?

There is no need for Taozu himself to do such a thing. Is he someone who listened to Taoism before?

【die】

"Death?" The two looked at each other.

Yaochi took two quick steps and came to the second tuanfu. The tuanfu was placed a little crookedly, covering part of the writing, as if the carver got up and ran away in a hurry after carving the words.

You don’t need to kick off the tuanfu to know what is written.

It's also a word.

【escape】

Countless conjectures burst into their minds, especially after experiencing the events of the Lord of Glory, the Lord of Wind and Light, and the Queen Mother.

Even immortals can make plans, why not saints?

If you are a saint.

The two of them walked to the third tuanfu without saying a word.

【I am sanctified】

The words are three-quarters of the way into the stone, and they are sharp and sharp. They are not like words, but like a talisman sword that has been activated. It is frightening.

Especially the last word "了" made their eyes sting and their brains felt dizzy.

Just a few words can make human immortals and earth immortals unable to look at each other!

"False." Yang Qinglan looked away and used Ruyi's hand to gently pinch the bridge of her nose to relieve the discomfort. "If you really become a saint, the words you write cannot be of this level."

Yaochi placed the middle finger of his right hand on the center of his eyebrows and rubbed it gently: "Do you want to continue? I'm afraid of an accident."

Although there is a curse from the 'old god', their future is bright. There are flat peaches, fine wine and jade dew waiting to be enjoyed at home, a hot spring made of the Fountain of Youth, and five stars as a territory to support them.

Even if you are not greedy for pleasure, there is no need to take risks that are greater than the sky - the position of heaven is almost equal to what ordinary people understand as heaven, and saints are naturally greater than heaven.

Yang Qinglan also hesitated.

This is not a value game, there is nothing they have to do, and there is no guarantee that taking risks will pay off.

"I'll take another look. If there's any problem, we'll leave." She took out the "wax torch" just in case.

"Give it to me," Yaochi said. "You may be confused and have no time to ignite it. I'll watch you."

Yang Qinglan handed her the "wax torch" and walked up.

Qinghui flows around her, and Ruyi emits a shining white light in her arms.

[Either becoming God or dying, there is no third possibility. 】

strangeness.

Not the ancient Xia language, but a new font with a pattern;

Also, why do you use the word ‘God’? This is the highest god in the West. In the Xia Kingdom’s cultivation system, ‘God’ refers to the Jade Emperor. In the current context, it cannot refer to the Jade Emperor in heaven.

"What's wrong?" Yaochi's slightly worried voice came from behind.

"It's okay." Yang Qinglan was still thinking.

Yaochi glanced at Yang Qinglan who was meditating, then at the third tufted cattail, and blew out the "wax torch".

Yang Qinglan turned around in surprise, a little amused, but didn't say anything. If it were her, she might be so cautious.

Yaochi walked up holding a "wax torch" and was also puzzled by the message from the third tuanfu queen.

If Li Changzhou were here, he would not have doubts. He had already learned from Guanyin that there was only one saint on earth from beginning to end. The East and the West were indeed two completely different systems, but they were both attempts by the same saint. .

A certain god from the West has also been here.

Almighty God refers to ‘the Holy One’.

"Let's go!" Yaochi spent his energy to light the "Wax Torch", naturally he didn't want to waste it.

The two walked towards the fourth futon, and the "wax torch" burned faster, like the progress bar of a three-minute and twenty-one-second song.

There is no specific handwriting behind the tuanfu, just one or two random scribblings as if thinking without thoughts. Just a glance can make people feel chest tight and vomiting.

Glancing at the "Wax Torch", Yaochi, who was not disturbed, said: "Go and see the fifth one."

【I will definitely become a saint】

call!

More than half of the "wax torch" was gone. It didn't look like it was burning, but it was chopped off with a sword.

Their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.

Yaochi was even more out of breath. This was more oppressive than stealing the Queen Mother's peach tree in the Heavenly Palace.

Just when the two of them subconsciously wanted to retreat, the burning speed of the "wax torch" slowed down again, and because it was far away from the fourth tuanfu, the candle that originally burned slowly like a song progress bar now almost slowed down. It's like pressing the stop button.

"Disposable?" Yaochi's breath was still a little messy when he spoke.

"It should be." Yang Qinglan pondered. She was not thinking about the fifth tuanfu, but whether to continue.

"We'll wait until the wax torch recovers," Yaochi knew what she was thinking, "or call Li Changzhou over and ask him to use 'White Rabbit' or 'Little Carrot' to see if there are any risks."

Yang Qinglan nodded, and she measured the five tufts behind her. Just looking at them made them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. What would happen if they actually sat on them?

Dressed in hunting clothes, she swept to the edge of the Taoist platform and summoned Li Changzhou with "Life and Death Follow".

The bird hovered in place, and after the bird took off, Li Changzhou appeared on the platform.

"What's going on?" He looked around.

"Call out the little radish and the 'white rabbit', and give me an ordinary rabbit by the way." Yang Qinglan ordered directly.

As soon as the little radish appeared,——

"Hiccup~~~~"

A very long and satisfying burp, with the aroma of flat peach.

The three people's attention was directed towards Little Carrot and Little Carrot's round belly.

"How many did you eat?" Li Changzhou asked.

The little radish sat on the palm of his hand. She raised her little hand and counted: "Seven, I really can't eat any more."

"I will throw it into the small jade cauldron later, and I should have time to refine the power of the flat peach into elixirs." Yaochi said expressionlessly.

Little Luobo looked up at Li Changzhou in confusion, as if he didn't understand what he was going to throw into the small jade cauldron. This also proved that Yaochi was just angry and was talking about it, and had no real intention to do anything similar to 'Paolao'.

Yang Qinglan sighed, feeling helpless and funny.

The exchange price of a flat peach is one hundred game copper coins. Li Changzhou received a total of 2 copper coins in his last mission. As for Little Carrot, even if she relies on "avoiding death and extending life" to live her whole life, she probably won't be able to buy a peach.

"Forget it," she said, "Little Carrot, come here and see if these tufts are in danger."

The little carrot jumped onto her shoulder and burped again. Yang Qinglan subconsciously frowned to avoid it, even though the smell was the fragrance of flat peaches.

Li Changzhou jumped twice when he saw Yaochi's delicate eyebrows. He burst into laughter and was glared at by Yaochi and Yang Qinglan at the same time.

"It's so dangerous!" Little Carrot jumped back on Li Changzhou, "Go quickly, go quickly!"

"What's going on?" Li Changzhou asked for the second time, glancing at the candle in Yaochi's hand.

Yang Qinglan told what happened before.

Li Changzhou glanced at the seven tufts and guessed: "Perhaps only immortals can sit on it and listen to the sermons of saints. Those of us who have not even thought about our own path clearly, sitting on it may be the same as the seventh tuanpu." , only 'death'."

He took out the 'White Rabbit' and the regular rabbit.

The 'White Rabbit' just curled up at his feet without moving, while the ordinary rabbit just "soared" in a burst of Tao sound and decomposed into particles as soon as it sat on the tuanfu.

"." Both of them nodded in approval.

"What the Queen Mother said about speeding up cultivation should be walking in chaos," Yaochi changed the subject, "If we don't rely on value games and just rely on seclusion and hard training, it will take at least eight years for me to be an earthly immortal, but if I walk in the sea of ​​chaos, It lasted eight days, and now we only need enough mana to break through."

"I also have a new understanding. After I go back this time, I should be able to summarize some very powerful Tao methods." Yang Qinglan also said.

Li Changzhou stood on the edge of the Taoist platform, looking at the floating sea of ​​chaotic energy: "This is the coordination of virtue. If you want to enjoy the accelerated cultivation, you must also be qualified to step up."

"Do you want to try it?" Yaochi walked to him with a smile.

Yang Qinglan also looked at him with a smile.

Being watched by two beauties, even a dog has to stand up and pretend to be a hero.

Li Changzhou was indeed a little eager to give it a try, but he shook his head and said with a smile: "The matter on Earth has not been resolved yet, let's wait and see. Anyway, I have been here before, and I can come anytime I want."

"Then you must go and see the gate!" Yaochi seemed to be recommending a tourist attraction.

"The gate?" Li Changzhou was puzzled, "What? Is there a picture of an erotic palace engraved on it? Or is it a magical secret book?"

"There are no magical secrets, and there are no erotic pictures. It's just that it's very big." Yang Qinglan said.

Yang Qinglan, who has a graceful and refined temperament, used her melodious voice to elegantly say the word "extremely big" between her lips and teeth, which reminded Li Changzhou of something.

He laughed and conveyed his experience during this time to them.

At the same time, he whispered to Yang Qinglan.

After listening, Yang Qinglan pursed her lips, revealing a restrained and angry smile.

"Let's go." Li Changzhou was in a happy mood, and with a flourish of his sleeves, he took everyone into the "honeypot world".

Yang Qinglan took the time to retreat.

Yaochi decided to take care of the radishes and butterflies first, otherwise when she came out of seclusion, she didn't know how many flat peaches were left in the tree.

Whether it was because he was full or because of the medicinal power of the flat peach, Xiaoluobo fell into a drowsy state, and even lost the sense of crisis.

Li Changzhou left the "honeypot world" and teleported directly to the head office building.

{The Pope has been found. }

As soon as he appeared, walked to the window and looked down at the earth, Wang Donghua's voice rang out.

{But there is a ninety-nine percent chance that it is a trap. }

"Where?" Li Changzhou asked directly.

{Vatican. }

"He's quite courageous."

{Need to arrange——}

Before Wang Donghua could finish speaking, the vortex unfolded, and Li Changzhou disappeared from the window. The blue-white earth was outside the window, like the scenery in a fish tank.

Vatican, balcony of St. Peter's Basilica.

The pope wears a white dress, a red cape, a triple crown on his head, and holds a scepter.

Behind him are nuns in priestly attire.

In the square under the balcony, countless believers were praying.

"Kneeling here are not only the believers of the Lord, but also the people who are dissatisfied with the tyranny, and even your parents, your half-brother, and your half-sister." The Pope raised his head and turned his gaze to the person who appeared. Figure above the church.

Li Changzhou smiled and said calmly: "You are also at the Earth Immortal level now. For us players who have gained eternal life, the world is not worth mentioning. How to deal with them is just a matter between you and me."

He glanced down at the praying believers.

"I will destroy them all here, just like you would drop nuclear bombs on the most secure areas under my jurisdiction."

The Pope is an old man with a majestic and divine temperament. His aura is comparable to that of Sun Wukong, reaching the peak of the Earth Immortal.

"I also have player followers who are good at statistics. With the help of the Lord, my strength has long surpassed that of Wang Donghua - the whole world is watching us."

The Pope paused and continued: "But I didn't expect that you would be able to tell the truth so easily."

A smile appeared on his old face.

"Hahaha!" Li Changzhou smiled even happier than him.

"Why are you laughing?" The nun was puzzled.

Li Changzhou slowly stopped laughing: "I never said I was a good person."

The sun was behind him, and under the backlight, he looked like a black shadow. In the black shadow, two blue rays of light lit up, like two small suns.

laugh!

Blue laser beam javelins generally shoot out from the shadow's eyes.

There was a burst of shocking screams from a little further away in the square——

Several believers arranged neatly were pierced by blue laser beams and turned into a string of candied haws.

Under the high temperature, the "candied haws" began to melt. They knelt on the ground and their bodies were cut open from the chest to the top of the forehead.

The half-chopped corpse was kneeling on the ground, like a blooming flower of flesh and blood, or a human centipede.

Then, the blue laser beam begins to move.

"Ah!!!" The believers went crazy.

Some people took out their weapons, some started to run away, and some stayed still and prayed loudly to God, praying that God would punish the devil.

The blue laser beam slaughters everyone who dares to resist without mercy.

The nun frowned and made a splash. Three pairs of white wings spread out behind her. Holy sounds sounded in the sky, and white feathers fell like flowers.

boom!

The nun appears in the square, wings folded, blocking the blue laser beam.

The blue energy was absorbed by the angelic wings, glowing slightly with blue light, and the originally soft feathers became as sharp as daggers.

boom!

The nun flapped her wings again, and blue feathers shot out like a rainstorm, building a bridge of death between Li Changzhou and the nun.

Li Changzhou took a step back, and the black mist stepped forward and swallowed all the feathers.

Black Mist took another step forward and teleported behind the Pope.

The Pope's expression remained unchanged, he slowly turned around and looked at the black mist with his golden eyes.

"The barrier that prohibits teleportation has been opened, the holy seal that weakens heretics has been activated, and all your abilities have been exposed in the 'Human Tribulation'. Tyrant, this is your burial place."

Li Changzhou's magic power dropped to the fourth level of conception.

The physical body glowed with a divine luster, blocking the power of the 'Lord of Glory' and not being weakened in the holy seal.

Even if his physical body weakens and his "ability" is greatly reduced, with his current strength, he can still guarantee more than 2,000 points of "ability", which is enough.

"Time to stop."

Li Changzhou took out the "Beheading Knife", beheaded the Pope, and then threw a ball of Samadhi True Fire on the body that was still intact except for a blood line on the neck.

Time starts to flow.

boom!

The true fire of Samadhi burned brightly, blocking the nun who was swooping down.

Li Changzhou inserted the "killing knife" into the ground beneath his feet, the barrier shattered, and the holy seal was destroyed.

The black mist floated on the balcony, looking at the bloody square filled with corpses. The Pope's corpse was burning beside him. The nun who turned into an angel flapped her white and holy wings and looked at him in disbelief.

At this moment, the whole world is watching this scene.