Lord of Deception

The ceremony started and everything went smoothly as always.

After No. 5 was taken out of the queue, he immediately stretched his neck and received a big bag with peace of mind. There was no need to go through any procedures to seize the body or rely on it.

These bastards also communicate with the wheel when nothing happens.

Especially the bastards who are living a relatively prosperous life, if they have something to do, they can show off to the bastards who are still waiting to rot in the mud pit.

When they communicate with each other, they will also speculate together on the purpose of this routine competition.

Later, they dug into the details and came to a careful conclusion.

They have been sinking in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times for too long. Even if they are protected by memory armor, their consciousness itself will be affected, so after they come out, they will want to seize their bodies and pull them down.

Even before coming out, I never thought about seizing my body.

But after a big competition from Yu Ziqing, he returned to normal after being comatose for a while.

Although Yu Ziqing did not explain it in detail, they all believed that this was a necessary recovery process, an important step to restore their consciousness and thinking with the help of supreme magic.

Otherwise, why would those bastards like Luan Qian, after getting their true form, new responsibilities, and new path to promotion, seem to be completely transformed, and their thoughts are completely different from before.

This Dabi Kabuto must be endured. Whoever is beaten harder and who is unconscious for a longer time will be more serious.

Whoever gets the new true form faster will have milder symptoms.

After the previous summaries, it should be like this, absolutely not wrong.

The fifth person in line was afraid that his distorted consciousness would not recover well enough, so instead of hiding, he also tried his best to cooperate and maximize the power of the Dabi Kabuto.

With one slap, his consciousness fell into coma on the spot, and even the memory armor was affected, and it was almost shattered.

Yu Ziqing was stunned for a moment.

I saw it when I watched the Memory Armor before. Number 5 was ranked last in line. In order to jump in line, this guy risked his life and went to the deepest part of the Sea of ​​Muck to investigate.

Now he is actively cooperating, just to make this Dabi's bag stronger.

This is really cruel.

When you go back to make arrangements, you should be given snacks no matter what.

But we haven’t arranged anything for number 4 in the queue yet, so don’t worry yet.

The rest of this batch will be arranged slowly.

After taking it out and waiting in line for number five, Yu Ziqing was not in a hurry to leave. He just continued to reflect on the results of this deduction.

There are more and more memories related to the Sinking Demon in these guys' memory armors.

The judgment results have also been maintained at the lowest passing stage.

After gaining strength, the realm can only reach the ninth level peak at most, and there is no sign of surpassing the ninth level peak.

It is becoming more and more difficult to deduce the first chapter of Dayan with the help of others.

I originally thought that I could at least deduce the first chapter of Dayan from the forty-first floor to the forty-first floor, but I didn't expect that I didn't even cross the first floor.

If Yu Ziqing hadn't kept lowering his expectations, the prerequisites might have been too stringent, making it impossible to determine.

And it has become a little more difficult to use the strength to push the God Refining and Body Refining together.

The judgment of sixty points is increasingly insufficient.

I originally wanted to try other uses of the Bridge of Wonderland, but gave up after feeling the obvious powerlessness.

Yu Ziqing waited by the sea of ​​mud in the troubled world. When the harvest was almost digested, but the fighting state was not over yet, he continued to rest and tidy up the edge of the sea of ​​mud in the troubled world while he was still in the judgment state.

Continue to dig trenches, stir up the sea of ​​​​fire, spread the sea of ​​​​fire as much as possible, and eventually wrap up the entire sea of ​​mud in the troubled world. That is Yu Ziqing's goal.

As the sea of ​​fire continues to burn, there is already a considerable distance between the sea of ​​fire and the sea of ​​mud in the troubled world, which has turned into black soil. The black soil will definitely not be used up in the future.

This fire cannot be extinguished.

After working hard for several days, I dug up a large amount of black soil and stuffed it into the northern part of the Taoting. I also stocked up a large amount of black soil to take back for later use.

When the power began to dissipate and Yu Ziqing returned to his original state, Yu Ziqing immediately rearranged the altar and continued to prepare to catch the bastard.

The bastards in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times were all shocked. Are they trying to catch two at once?

There was no hesitation for No. 6 in line. If No. 5 had not jumped in line, he would have been fished out this time.

Queue No. 6 happily accepted the departure test, and smoothly turned into a visible and intangible mist, drifting out of the muddy sea of ​​the troubled world and heading straight for the Dharma altar.

Yu Ziqing did not waste his energy and try to deduce again, because he could no longer deduce.

Not surprisingly, it was another passing score of 60 points.

Yu Ziqing did not use the force to deduce, but tried to bless the Zhudaoting. Unfortunately, it still failed.

I don’t know if it’s because it doesn’t have enough strength to support and push it, or it’s because it’s simply not possible to push the current Casting Court.

He could only continue to use his strength to push the God Refiner to the ninth level, and then the Body Refiner to the ninth level.

After trying it, confirming the 60-point judgment can also be done, and it is not difficult.

It’s almost the same as the previous attempts, and we can definitely draw a definite conclusion.

There is no obvious upper limit to the amount of power gained, but there is an upper limit to the height.

If it cannot be deduced or promoted, there is only one explanation. What needs to be deduced, or what needs to be promoted, has actually exceeded this upper limit.

Now that he can reach the peak of the ninth level of god refining and the ninth level of body refining at the same time, Yu Ziqing estimates that even if he refines his qi, he can also take it with him to the ninth level of peak refining.

But once this limit is reached, it cannot be crossed.

When the realm was pushed to the limit, Yu Ziqing immediately used the Bridge of Fairyland.

The power of body refining at the peak of the ninth level is like crossing an invisible bridge. After transformation, it is blessed on the refining god.

Yu Ziqing's Hungry Ghost Xiangyang Shen took the most important step in an instant, directly surpassing the peak of the ninth level and moving towards the tenth level.

Even after taking this step, before even one foot had entered the tenth level, Yu Ziqing felt that the world seemed to be different instantly.

A feeling like a new life came to his mind as his shackles were broken, as if there were suddenly hundreds of times more things in the world, which he had never been able to see, hear or feel before.

It's like a change of perspective, like seeing the blue sky in the extreme cold forbidden land for the first time.

It's not like Yu Ziqing has never achieved levels beyond the ninth level peak in a sober state before.

Even just fishing for people in the sludge sea of ​​troubled times, I have already experienced firsthand what it is like to surpass the ninth level peak.

But never once did I feel that the world seemed to have lifted its veil and shed its cover, as if it had become so real for the first time, and I could sense immeasurable amounts of information.

The only difference is that in the past, the power was obtained directly through judgment.

But this time, Yu Ziqing relied on his own magical powers to cross this limit.

The same thing is crossing the boundary, but the methods are different, but the results are so different.

Yu Ziqing looked at the mud sea of ​​the troubled world. The black mud sea and the mire filled with maliciousness were different from what he had seen before.

It's not that black air is constantly emerging from the sludge sea in the turbulent world, but black air is constantly falling slowly from the sky.

The black air seemed to be undergoing precipitation, falling continuously onto the surface of the turbid mud sea, and then slowly sinking into it.

Lift your head and look up at the sky.

What he saw were countless cracks, and the sky was like a piece of tempered glass that was covered with cracks but had not yet broken.

The weak wisps of black energy were continuously falling from those cracks.

Only when the drops gather and reach a certain height can the existence of black air be clearly seen.

From this perspective, the abyss seen is fragmented, ventilated on all sides, and filled with a sense of decline at sunset and dusk.

No wonder the spiritual energy in the abyss is so thin, so thin that it is almost non-existent.

Such a world is like a bamboo basket, in which no water can be held.

Peering into the mud sea of ​​the troubled world, it was almost the same as before, filled with mud, as if the malice and filth of the entire world had settled here.

It looks and feels even more disgusting than before. It's like the stinking ditches of the whole world have been gathered together and then experienced a quantitative change leading to a qualitative change. The ultimate enhanced version of the stinking ditch.

Yu Ziqing's eyes peeked at the floating No. 6 in line, and what he saw was no longer white mist, but gray mist.

The things interspersed between the gray mist transformed in his eyes, and finally turned into the same substance, stacked layer by layer, like a cabbage-like structure of memory armor.

Yu Ziqing felt the power that was still rising. He stretched out a hand and grabbed it in the air.

The mist fell into Yu Ziqing's palm, and with a full blow, the gray mist inside was sprayed out from the gaps in the memory armor. Except for this mist, everything was compressed toward the center.

Queue No. 6 simply passed out, his consciousness fell into a state of rigidity, and his thinking stagnated.

At this time, Yu Ziqing also felt that his god-refining power had truly reached the tenth level, with only the last trembling left.

But it's still a little bit short. This biggest limit is not so easy to cross.

Yu Ziqing looked at Queue No. 6 in his palm, and this time he really got a glimpse of what was going on when these bastards fell into a coma.

Their consciousness has unique characteristics. Even ordinary gods will have this characteristic like all gods.

It's just that the immortality of the gods is much stronger.

The consciousness of No. 6 in line is like a mist, tightly wrapped in the armor of memory.

When he suffers a huge blow that exceeds the limit he can bear, the active core will be compressed and stagnated. The result is that his consciousness falls into a coma and his thinking stagnates.

To get rid of No. 6 in the queue, Yu Ziqing now has a way.

There is no need to annihilate its core in a targeted manner. It is enough to have a way to make the mist that represents thinking and consciousness, which is constantly running at its core, fall into stagnation forever.

Even if he still exists, it is actually no different from death.

Yu Ziqing is different from those strong men in the past, from Tiger and the others, and even from Shi Shi.

What the Tiger pursues is annihilation and death. He just wants the gods to die.

Hajime's rank was much higher. After knowing that it was difficult to let every god die, he started to attack the core things of the gods to solve the threat.

Yu Ziqing's purpose has always been clear, to solve the problem.

If killing can solve the problem, then kill.

If it can be solved by seizing the Dao, then go ahead and seize the Dao.

If cheating can solve the problem, then go ahead and cheat.

If the problem of Chali can be solved by killing him, it would be easiest to kill him naturally.

King Qi Yin was so cowardly that he didn't even show his face after receiving a severe beating due to the slightest possibility of overturning because he underestimated the enemy.

Then Yu Ziqing would not focus on him. It would be enough to make Qiyin feel that he might be finished if he dared to show up.

The Yang Demon split, and the Destroying Yang Demon devoted himself to pursuing the true meaning of death, abandoning the past grudges and the glory of the gods. Then Yu Ziqing built a temple for him and set up a torture platform at the door of the temple to let him experience it. The true meaning of death.

To a certain extent, as the former gods, the Sun Destroyer no longer poses a threat to the human race.

All Yu Ziqing has to do is to control and prevent the Sun-Destroying Demon from going astray, from turning into a madman and killing all living beings in the world, including gods, just to feel the beauty of death.

Killing everyone is only one of the means, solving the problem is the core.

Therefore, Yu Ziqing will not pursue killing them all, that is what the tiger pursues.

He also doesn't have any supernatural power to touch corpses and can find skill books from corpses, so he has to kill people.

So why bother...

In fact, there were only two or three pitiful gods who died in his hands.

And if we insist on being serious, the Earth Demon Lord is not completely dead yet. There is still a trace that has not been completely digested by Yu Ziqing.

In fact, the only true and complete death is delusion.

But the god he saved has now exceeded ten.

Look, look, what kind of peerless Virgin is this? These bastards have to build a shrine for her.

Yu Ziqing looked at the mist squeezed out of Queue No. 6, which turned into black air and sank into the muddy sea of ​​troubled times.

Looking at queue number 6, it does feel like a dog that fell into a smelly ditch and was fished out and washed again.

Well, looking at it this way, the previous Dabi Douzi was indeed a mistake.

He put away the number six in the queue and stuffed it into a tablet that had been prepared in advance. There was also a mark underneath the tablet: number six in the queue.

After solving another one, Yu Ziqing did not leave, but continued to wait and continue to comprehend.

When the power dissipated, Yu Ziqing felt particularly uncomfortable, not because he had become weaker, but because the amount of information he could see suddenly narrowed. He felt a sense of uncertainty welling up in his heart, followed by a strong desire for knowledge. .

Yu Ziqing looked at the muddy sea of ​​troubled times with a smile on his face.

“I know that in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, the storms and waves have become bigger and bigger and more dangerous over the years.

I also know that you are all worried about whether you will be annihilated here before your turn because you are at the back.

I have been thinking about this over the years, so I have prepared a way for you to temporarily settle down without having your true form.

I'm going to take you all away in one go this time.

I don’t want to see one day, one of you fall before dawn.

A new true form, a new path to promotion, as I said, a win-win path.

I will definitely follow through.

No matter what other people think, at least I can let you have this path in Dadui. "

There were waves on the calm mud sea.

Those bastards all listened quietly, they had nothing to say.

No matter what happened in the past, at least now, they do feel that even if they are placed under a human race, it is not a bad thing, and they are willing to put a human race above them.

After a long silence, these bastards who had been soaked in malice felt that they didn't know what to say.

"Actually, we have been sinking recently...well, the storms in the turbulent mud sea have become smaller recently. We should be able to survive for a long time. There is no need to be so anxious. You can rest first and there is no need to work so hard."

There was a bastard who sent a message to Yu Ziqing, and the mixed maliciousness seemed to have become much smaller.

Before Yu Ziqing could reply, he heard the other party add something.

"I'm number twenty-three."

Being ranked at the bottom, when he said this, naturally no one could find fault.

Then, just listen to the bastards one after another, one after another, trying to persuade Yu Ziqing, don’t work so hard, they all know how much strength it takes, and it’s not easy to consume so much mind and heart. Take it slow, they are all willing to wait. How how...

As they were talking, some bastards soaked in malice began to go astray, saying that as long as they went out from now on, they would kill whoever Yu Ziqing wanted to kill.

Even if they want to kill the gods, they will help tear off the gods' underwear.

In the eyes of these bastards, Yu Ziqing is the highest-ranking human race they have encountered since ancient times, and he is not a bit stronger than those bastard gods.

No, comparing it with other gods is a bit insulting to Yu Ziqing.

Even if they were still lying in the stinking ditch, soaked in malice, they still truly believed in the ideals built by Yu Ziqing.

Rather than like before, only after going out and obtaining the true form, just like the wheels and others, did they start to identify with this ideal from the bottom of their hearts.

Because in the past, everyone was actually just trying to escape...

Yu Ziqing stood on the beach, bearing the huge malicious blow, still smiling, sincerely, and said solemnly.

“I’m also looking forward to that day actually coming.

But now, I still think it is safer to rescue you all.

I also don’t want to hear the news that one day there will suddenly be a big storm here and someone will unfortunately sink completely. "

Yu Ziqing continued to decorate the altar and continued to recruit people.

Although the words are true, the starting point of doing this is just not to give the devil of sinking time to brew.

If he doesn’t want to come out, then take him out.

The process of fishing out these bastards now is the process of Yu Ziqing's preparation.

Okay, move on to the next one, continue to explore the Bridge of Experimental Wonderland, and see how you can rely on your own magical powers to temporarily cross over to the real tenth level.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I wish you all to weigh everything and make it through.

I just learned Cantonese in the new year.