The Whole Country Follows Me Into the World of Gods and Demons

Remember [New] for a second,! "talk."

"How on earth are you going to kill me?"

Lu Yin leaned lazily on the bamboo and rattan reclining chair, holding a willow branch that was folded from nowhere, and dangling lightly in front of Kashasman.

Shaking from forehead to face.

From the bridge of the nose to the chest.

From the chest to the belly again.

From the beginning to the end, Lu Yin's expression was understatement, and he even whistled at Kashasman.

However, Kassasman felt an extremely powerful sense of oppression inexplicably, and stood in the same place inexplicably, gritted his teeth and silently endured the humiliation of Lu Yin.

"Anyway..."

Kassasman stared at Lu Yin, gritted his teeth and said: "When the supreme and strange source Azathoth returns, I will definitely ask him, I, Kassasman, are more suitable to be a saint than you, Lu Yin!"

Hearing this, Lu Yin raised the willow branch gently, and then split it on Kashasman's body instantly.

In an instant, Kasasman's pupils shrank suddenly, and a pain that he hadn't felt for many years hit.

This kind of pain is like the feeling of being bitten by a huge seven-star ladybug when she was a mayfly. Death is approaching, and the pain is unbearable!

Kasasman squatted on the ground, covering the wound, looking at the willow branch in shock, then to Lu Yin: "How did you do it! How can you hurt me with an ordinary willow branch? !"

"So, are you weak, or am I too strong?" Lu Yin tilted his head and raised his cheeks, and murmured, "What makes you think that although I am the king of gods, I can't beat you, the master?"

hum!

In the next instant, Lu Yin ran wild!

Her pupils were ablaze with fire.

The willow branch in his hand has also become an artifact exuding a vast breath.

A whip slashed heavily, directly causing the skin of Kashasman in the realm of the gods to burst into flesh, dripping with blood!

"Ah! How is that possible!" Kashasman stepped back in horror: "Why on earth can you hurt me!?"

Lu Yin didn't reply, just slashed at Kasasman with a whip.

At this point, Kasasman's anger value has also reached its peak, no longer caring about Lu Yin's status as a saint, grabbing his ninth sequence of strange divine swords from the void, and counterattacking Lu Yin with the same strong attitude.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Lu Yin's mouth twitched into a triumphant smile, she put away the willow branches, opened her palms at Kashasman, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, you really can't help but get angry, You are still an old guy who has lived for thousands of years."

Kathusman's expression instantly became suspicious.

In the next second, a ferocious and terrifying demon head phantom appeared in Lu Yin's palm, carrying even more explosive potential energy, rushing towards Kashasman like an unstoppable tornado.

that moment.

Kashasman, who was originally the master of the ninth sequence, broke out with a roar full of anger, doubt, confusion and unwillingness.

"Why!"

"Why can you get the magic rhythm of Azathoth?!"

Facing the rapidly approaching demon phantom.

Kathusman's roar seemed so pale.

Obviously, for Kasasman, Azathoth's magic seems to be the best treasure that she dared not take in her dreams, but such an extremely treasure is in Lu Yin's hands, which makes her even before she dies. Die without resting your eyes, and die with acid!

boom!

The phantom of the soaring devil erupted in Kashasman's bedroom, and then centered on this planet, quickly covering all the nearby star fields. In just a few seconds, the star field with a radius of one million kilometers. There was nothing left, just one Lu Yin.

"died?"

"Oh yes, not dead yet."

Lu Yin was still leaning on the bamboo and rattan reclining chair, and reached out to draw waves in the galaxy at will.

Then a looming and rolling river appeared in the originally empty galaxy. The end of the river was an indistinct mist, and the end was a black hole full of fog. There seemed to be many extraordinary beings in this big river, but they couldn't escape. big river.

"When Kasasman succeeded as the master of the ninth sequence, it seemed that everyone had tied her roots in the long river of time."

"Well, I'm looking for..."

"Ha, found it."

Lu Yin showed an innocent smile.

In this billowing river that ordinary people could never discover, Lu Yin's eyes were fixed on a small blister in the river that was so ordinary that it was inconspicuous.

That small blister is the root of Kassasman.

Lu Yin raised the willow branch and broke the small blisters at will like a mosquito. Looking at the broken bubbles, it was as if he had seen Kashasman die, and smiled lightly: "Compared to the rest of the turbulent life in this big river. , Compared with the countless stormy waves in this big river, you Kashasman, a small blister, where did you get the confidence to feel that you are invincible in the world?"

Afterwards, Lu Yin left and Dajiang disappeared.

When Lu Yin reappeared, she was already in the depths of the world, and in front of her was the exclusive sacrificial altar of the Sequence Masters, but now the sacrificial altar of the Ninth Sequence Master had turned gray because of Kasasman's death. Matte.

"Kasasman is dead!?"

"How did it die?"

"Even the root of the long river of time has been pulled clean!"

"Who did it? So cruel?"

"The master of the ninth sequence among us, just died so casually?"

In the altar of the rest of the Sequence Masters, there were murmurs.

These altars are connected to the soul of each Sequence Master, which is equivalent to a fixed exclusive representative.

There was a sneer on the corner of Lu Yin's mouth, without any scruples, he threw a piece of rotten water grass directly on the main altar of the ninth sequence, and then said in a loud voice, "Kashasman tried to kill the current saint, but he has been executed. In order to prevent such scheming people from appearing in the future, I think from now on, the master of the ninth sequence will be chosen from my hand, Lu Yin."

In an instant, all the murmurs disappeared.

The whole room was as silent as a cemetery.

But Lu Yin disagreed, she knew that all the Sequence Masters must be watching her quietly at this moment.

"so…"

"Who is for and who is against?"

Lu Yin glanced at the rotten water plants he threw out, still with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

What she meant was obvious.

The so-called who approves and who opposes actually means that even if I, Lu Yin, throw out a piece of garbage to be the master of the ninth sequence, you better not have any opinions.

Such insinuating and gunpowder-smelling words made all the sacrificial altars appear as the masters of the major sequences in the next moment.

Lu Yin saw that they were in a hurry at the moment, but still took the lead and said: "I hope those who oppose, it is best to think about Azathoth. I can guarantee that whoever dares to object, I will kill whoever, anyway, I have no worries."

At the end of the words, Lu Yin laughed like a devil.

And all the Sequence Masters who had rushed over in a hurry also instantly stiffened on the altar, all staring blankly at Lu Yin who was smiling.