Chapter 821 When Will I Kill Yama

"Monster, what other means do you have?"

Amongst the ghosts, the Montenegrin old demon was speechless.

As a Montenegro that developed spiritual wisdom early and practiced for tens of thousands of years, it can definitely call itself a living fossil of the demon race.

In front of it, Pudu Cihang is just a junior who has lived a little longer.

And all of these benefited from the caution hidden deep in the soul of Montenegro.

If it were other monsters who heard such provocations, they would definitely rush out of the underworld to meet the challenge, relying on their profound morals and invincible supernatural powers.

But the Montenegrin Old Demon was different, it held back.

Because Yangjian is not his home field after all, in order to prevent the ship from capsizing in the gutter, even if he really has the desire to kill certain existences, at most he will only dispatch avatars.

Here's the bottom line!

But the current situation is actually very clear. Using the book of life and death, the judge's pen, and even his own ten thousand years of morality, the sudden lore has not been fully effective, and the Emperor and his companions finally survived the killing.

"It's really hard to get it if you can't see it."

"Forget it, let's speed up the battle, unify the Yin Division as soon as possible, and expand the power to areas other than the city of death."

"Anyway, with the blessing of luck from the underworld, it's not in vain for such a human emperor."

As he said that, the old demon in the gloomy imperial robe stretched out his giant palm full of grimaces, and with a wave of his hand, he shattered the magic mirror and stopped paying attention to the human world.

It knew in its heart that the Human Sovereign, who had mastered the Dharma Body of Mingling King, would reach out to the underworld sooner or later.

In addition to intuition, more experience.

As soon as I occupied the City of Dead Death, I wantonly used ghosts to cultivate sorcery, trying to expand my power to the human world. Thinking in another way, isn't that the same for the Human Emperor?

We are all one kind of people, and we are not satisfied with the present moment.

the other side.

world.

Sometimes it was pitch black, and sometimes the scarlet power of the curse was wiped out little by little, leaving the hall full of bones in the end.

In this level of catastrophe, only Lu Li, Duke, your companions, and a few lucky ones could survive near Fengtian Temple.

"Taoist Qingxu is not dead, so I have to say that Yangping Zhidu Merit Seal is worthy of being a Taoist treasure."

Duke has black hair and looks as young as ever, except for a little graying at the temples.

While speaking, his temples turned black again.

"But the other Taoists are so lucky. Only two of them are still alive. Like a gossamer, they may disappear at any time." Zhao Feng put his hands together, and the brilliant and gorgeous Buddha's light reappeared, and his slightly shriveled body gradually filled up.

When the state turned slightly, he casually waved out the seven-level pagoda the size of a thumb.

In an instant, the pagoda was enlarged and suspended in the main hall, continuously emitting golden Buddha lights from the top of the pagoda to help everyone recover.

Since everyone present is one of our own, everyone does not resist the entry of the Buddha's light into the body and allows it to wander in the body.

"Old Lu, Longhushan suffered heavy losses this time."

"How are you going to arrange them?"

After saying that, Duke took the initiative to receive a beam of Buddha's light, and while feeling the warm feeling inside, he looked at Lu Li who was sitting on the dragon chair.

"It's not a big problem. All the souls of those who died were taken away by the bull's head and horse face, and they never entered the land of reincarnation."

That being said, Lu Li couldn't help but sigh.

Lonely family and widowed person: The humble name of ancient emperors, that is, people who humble themselves as widowed.

In addition, the emperor is aloof and possesses supreme power. No one can equal him in terms of status and power. He lacks friends throughout his life, let alone someone to confide in, so he calls himself a widow.

Thanks to the old demon of Montenegro, the moment Lu Li just completed the enthronement ceremony, Lu Li became physically alone——

The civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty were reduced to dry bones.

Even Zuo Qianhu, who was about to make a breakthrough in the martial arts, was lying on the ground, dead beyond death, only a layer of skin more than others.

Well, that's all...

To be honest, Black Mountain's move was really disgusting, and Lu Li's face ached.

However, rushing into the nether world rashly like this is indeed a way to seek death, and it is in the hands of the old demon of Montenegro.

"Sooner or later, this account will be settled."

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Lu Li began to divert his attention, thinking about how to clean up the mess in front of him.

First of all, none of the classmates closest to him died, and Shouyuan was already trying his best to make up for the loss.

Or swallow the elixir, or breathe out the essence of spiritual energy.

With mutual support, I believe that it will not take long to return to the full state.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about it yourself.

As for the only three remaining Taoists in Longhu Mountain, their condition is not good, but it is not so bad that they cannot be saved.

There is one thing to say, Zhao Feng's seven-level pagoda is really extraordinary, the time for indiscriminate treatment is only a few breaths before and after, and the three people headed by Daoist Qingxu stabilized their heartbeats.

Gradually, under the witness of Lu Li, their complexions slowly turned rosy, and their dry hair, which was as dry as grass, also had a little luster, and they were about to regain their sense of autonomy.

When you are introduced, self-regulation is fine.

Not only that, visions also appeared on the bodies of Zuo Qianhu, Wei Guogong, and even the ministers of civil and military affairs in the palace.

Every inch of exposed bone seems to have spirituality, and unknown scriptures flow on it!

Of course, there is no power of transformation in it.

Buddhism does have many creepy methods, but Lu Li knows that Zhao Feng will not use such supernatural powers on his own people. He and Duke have personally verified this point.

"Boss, the current limit of the seven-level pagoda is flesh and bones." Zhao Feng regained his appearance like jade, and said in a deep voice, "I will leave the matter of the living dead to you."

Hades wants you to die on the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?

The answer was: City God dare!

At least King Ming Ling can.

What's more, those who died in the Southern Zhili area were under its direct jurisdiction.

"Thank you."

Lu Li nodded towards Zhao Feng, and the unhappiness in his heart faded a little.

At first, he planned to forcibly use the newly realized Tiangang technique [Flower Blooms Moment], so that the time in a small space can be traced back half a quarter.

In this way, the rotten bones become fresh flesh, and then the soul is released, and the mess is cleaned up.

And Zhao Feng took the initiative to do things, which definitely saved Lu Li from risks and troubles. After all, the scene of losing control of the same Tiangang great supernatural power [Small and Small Ruyi] in the past is still vivid.

"Old Black Mountain Demon, it really isn't easy."

King Mingling and Lu Li were in the same source, and with a thought, he could understand what was in each other's mind. He retracted the dharma body intertwined between heaven and earth, waved the judge's pen, and kept writing on the extra blank pages in the book of life and death. :

"Wei Guogong, Xu Tonghe, is sixty-four years old."

"The servant of the Ministry of Rites..."

"Thousands left..."

The Montenegrin old demon cut down the lifespan of everyone with a pen, so it would just take more time for him to change it back.

About a quarter of an hour passed.

The courtiers once again stood inside and outside Fengtian Hall, and they deeply realized what it meant:

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

"The evil animal who caused the chaos just now is a big monster who has privately occupied the dead city. I want to conquer it myself. Everything that happens in the world will be handed over to the Supreme Emperor. Do you have any opinions?"

Lu Li calmed down, looked at the officials standing in front of him again, and asked again.