Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

Xuanji: "...Did you see it?"

Yuheng: "I see, that Scheming Qin, he must have pretended to be a dead creature without spirit, lying in his master's arms unscrupulously, letting the master touch him everywhere."

Xuanji: "Cheeky and shameless."

Yuheng: "I don't know how to be ashamed."

Zhu Xuanzi was coughing and panting from the side. He didn't see the two Demon Slayer Swords giving him a look. He was suddenly angry and smoked. He didn't understand why the current situation had deviated so much from the prediction mirror. He obviously didn't do anything else!

etc! The man lying on the wall is Xingshu!

Zhu Xuanzi's pupils shrank slightly, and his mind turned back and forth in an instant.

It's him again! Why is it him again!

Zhu Xuanzi was in a mess and said directly to Liang Xuanji and Yuheng: "I am the emperor! Xuanji! Yuheng! You two don't want to surrender to me!"

Suddenly named Xuan Ji and Yu Heng were taken aback and looked at Zhu Xuanzi.

In fact, they weren’t sure which of these two people were speaking. They saw the Lingyinqin in Xingshu’s arms, so they believed in Xingshu a little bit, because the Lingyinqin didn’t agree with them. The same, only their master can play, so it has been regarded as a useless waste piano for thousands of years.

So, is it the emperor, just let that person play...

"Boom!" Xing Shu saw the two sword spirits hesitate, so he played the Yuqin directly, trying to take the opportunity to manipulate the two pianos.

Yes, Xingshu doesn't care if he is a real Emperor, in the current form, as long as he can control the two Demon Slayer Swords, he can control most of the situation! So he is determined to control those two swords!

As soon as Xuanji and Yuheng heard this body, their eyes lit up. They were about to firmly believe in their own guesses, rushing towards Xingshu and performing a "embracing and crying", but they felt the sound of the piano engulfing powerful spiritual power. , Rushed towards them menacingly!

Then, they found that they couldn't control their bodies.

"Attack Ling Zhiheng!" Xing Shu conveyed his command with the sound of the piano, which is much more practical than Zhu Xuanzi's phrase "I am the emperor"!

Xuanji and Yuheng wanted to cry without tears, they suddenly remembered that Your Majesty had been reincarnated, and had drunk Mengpo Tang when he was reincarnated, but they didn't even remember them ooh! Don't trust them either!

Of course, what makes them most ashamed is that His Majesty used the sound of that scheming piano to manipulate them! What a humiliation! The Xinjiqin must be crazy by now!

The Demon Slashing Sword "turned back" in an instant. The other spiritual practitioners did not notice what happened above, only to see that after the Ling Yao Sect Sect Master released the Demon Slashing Sword, a few conversations came from the top, and then the Demon Slashing Sword began. Flew towards the Sect Master Ling Yao, chasing him, and instantly crushed the Sect Master Ling Yao out of breath.

"Crazy! Devil Sword is crazy!"

"It must be those demon heads who controlled the Demon Slashing Sword! Listen to this piano sound! It's terrible! I have never heard such a terrible piano sound!"

"Fuck! The demons are also down! Is this piano sound an indiscriminate attack?"

...

Xing Shu glanced at him silently, and stood aside, Zi Yang, who was calm and composed, suddenly filled with infinite emotion and touch. If it were not for the conditions, he must have held Zi Yang's hands and chanted affectionately. "Ah! Ziqi! You are the soulmate I have been searching for! From now on, I will play the piano for you every day!"

A trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Zi Yang's mouth, dripping to the ground.

Xing Shu: "..." Enough! How can it be so exaggerated!

With grief and anger in Xingshu's heart, he moved his fingertips faster and faster, and at the same time ignored someone who had been calling him "adverse son against son" from below.

Before the battle started for a long time, the Demon Slayer Army had already retreated steadily, and finally even fled in embarrassment. After putting down the sentence "We will come back again", it flew away as if it had been burned by the fire.

The strength of Lingxiu Mohuang Continent could not be fully displayed, just like the Demon King who went to Xianhuan Continent back then.

Shangwu had never thought that he would lose, but he also didn't expect that Demon Tujun could not even attack this intermediate city and left in such embarrassment.

Some magic repairs still wanted to chase, but they were stopped by Qiuqiu Monk Shangwu.

Qiuqiu felt that the poor would not chase it, lest the Demon Slayer Army set any traps.

And Shanggo got the latest news.

Of course, Zi Yang also got the news.

"The Xianhuan Continent suddenly began to sink, and it has been flooded by more than half of the sea."

"Hehehe, Xianhuan Continent is going to be gone, and those spiritual cultivators can't take care of themselves."

Zi Yang and Shangwu finished speaking at the same time, then raised his eyebrows and looked at each other: "The news is very well-informed."

As a demon, Shangwu had nails scattered all over the place, and it was not difficult to know the latest news, but Zi Yang was still able to learn about Shangwu's territory, which was very intriguing.

Zi Yang said with an indifferent expression: "I know people from the Sea Clan, and I have already cooperated with the Sea Emperor. Otherwise, why do you think I stay in the Mohuang Continent after being chased by Ling Zhiheng."

Shangwu instantly understood: "Is this planned by you and Haihuang together?"

Zi Yang paused, but shook his head: "It doesn't count, now that I think about it, I should have been used by him. I was careless, thinking that the sea people who live on the bottom of the sea all year round should be less mindful."

Shangwu was a little curious: "Oh? How do you say this?"

Zi Yang: "I should have noticed it a long time ago. As far as I know, the Sea people have always had a strong prejudice against the human race. They will never cooperate with the human race. They will only judge all the human races as enemies. That Sea Emperor actually offered to cooperate, thinking about it was to take advantage of the checks and balances between the human clans, and prepare to defeat them one by one."

Xing Shu: "..." Suddenly a guilty conscience.

Shangwu almost immediately understood the key point: "You made the ghost domain passage of Ten Thousand Beast Peak?"

A hint of mockery flashed across Zi Yang's calm face: "Why do you think those grievances come from? Those are all evil spirits who have been tortured and killed to death. The Gu family used these evil spirits to make various kinds of help for cultivation. The utensils for this purpose are sold on a large scale, don't you know about those big sects?"

"They knew it clearly, but they still fostered this ethos. They actively purchased the evil weapons that use resentful souls as their power, and... they also helped the evil spirits. They deliberately arrested some cultivators who had no background and some qualifications. After being tortured and killed in the container, it was transported to Gu's."

After all, there are still a limited number of capable monks with no background, so those people gradually turned their attention to the monks who had a background but caused trouble.

As long as they cause trouble, they can be punished for granted. As long as they are punished, they can start a little harder, and tortured the good people to death, there is no problem.

Under this kind of thinking, more and more spiritual practitioners have lost their lives here, and more and more monks have used such evil weapons to increase their cultivation.

So what is the difference between them and the evil devil?

They are cultivating the spirit, but they are already too dirty.

They seem to have a high level of cultivation, but in fact they have completely cut off the way to the sky.

They murdered so badly that they were destined to not survive the heavenly catastrophe of becoming a god.

...

Sure enough, three days later, the Demon Tumen who learned the news returned from the summoning array and refused to continue attacking Lingshan City.

My hometown is going to be copied, so where is there to expand the territory with Xianxin? And it's still a barren land.

So a group of people came in mighty and gray-headed walk, except that they swept away the things in Nanwei Gaocheng, like a locust crossing the border, nothing else was taken away.

After all, there are no rare spirit grasses or precious treasures here, but there is a kind of Donghuan grass that is a good thing of the living dead, but it is a pity that they have not found it after so many days.

As for the divine envoy... they think it is all fake. If the divine envoy really existed, it would have appeared long ago. Why wait until now? This must be the conspiracy of the demons, all of them are the conspiracy of the demons! The demons are really hateful and hateful!

Of course, those deceived spiritual practitioners didn't know that from beginning to end, Shangwu just arranged some swamps on Ten Thousand Beast Peak, raised some poisonous snakes, and then released a false news about the divine envoy on the Mohuang Continent.

The rest of the matter is all done by those sect masters and elders who have other intentions.

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The Demon Tujun left Mohuang Continent in a hurry, and this farce-like battle also ended.

Xingshu originally planned to return the original owner's body, but he lived in the puppet and started a new life.

As a result, when he looked inside the sea of ​​knowledge, he found that Xing San's soul was curled up in that patch of thorns, as if shivering with fright.

Xing Shu deliberately went deep into his sea of ​​knowledge, and stretched out his hand towards Xing San: "Come on, come out. I said I will return your body to you. I have cured these legs."

Xing San's soul raised his head awkwardly, revealing a...worm's face...

Still the kind of bug with tentacles!

Xing Shu was taken aback, and quickly withdrew his hand, watching the soul in front of him vigilantly.

Speaking of it, this was the first time Xing Shu saw Xing San's soul. He was still in the battle before, and Xing Shu never had a chance to talk to him.

Xing Shu thought that Xing San's soul should look the same as him, but the hairstyle and dress were a little different. How could it be a worm face?

"Are you Xing San?" Xing Shu frowned and asked.

The soul covered his head again and screamed: "Don't look! Get out! Get out! Just leave my body here!" Listening to the voice and tone of voice, there is no doubt.

The thorns in the sea of ​​knowledge raged because of his roar, and attacked Xingshu, but he was easily knocked aside by Xingshu.

"What's the matter with your face? Since you are not dead, the appearance of your soul should be consistent with your body." Xing Shu's eyes darkened: "Unless, you are not the original soul of this body at all."