When the Hand of the Immortal King bypassed the Drought Demon who was about to make the final attack and took the prize of the chaotic battle.
Half-face on the shore slowly stood up, and the smile on his face became wider.
To be honest, maybe half a day ago, he was still in a state of hysteria where the meaning and value of his existence was completely denied. But now, hmm, it seemed that after being continuously attacked, he actually developed a feeling that he had gotten used to it.
Moreover, looking around, he was surrounded by powerful figures. Sitting here and watching their "Performance", he suddenly understood a principle.
Oh, so I'm not the only fool in this world.
This is really a great comfort.
No wonder people like to live in groups. It's probably because when you feel stupid, you can always find comfort when you look around.
However, there was one thing that Half-face still did not understand. What was Yinggou's purpose in doing this?
This kind of planning, this kind of arrangement, this kind of forbearance, had long surpassed the last His Excellency.
And the last His Excellency did it to survive.
Then..,
What about Yinggou?
..
In front of the mirror, which was covered in cracks,
Da Changqiu heaved a long sigh of relief. Although the Drought Demon had displayed a tenacity that was beyond imagination during this process, it did not affect the overall situation and the outcome.
The Immortal King had achieved his goal.
Although Da Changqiu was not very interested in the so-called Immortal King, that hand was, after all, transformed from his five younger brothers. He naturally did not want anything to happen to his younger brothers.
Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba also revealed a smile.
Back then, they were first coerced by Yinggou, and recently, they were coerced by the last His Excellency. Their brothers committed suicide one after another to protect everyone.
This kind of grievance and depression was indeed torturous. In the future, they did not have to worry about such a thing happening again.
..
"Tsk tsk, this matter always feels boring. It's like listening to a song and watching a drama. After the whole play, there has to be a cadence and a turning point for it to be interesting.
The scene in front of me is beautiful. It's imposing when it should be, domineering when it should be, arrogant when it should be, and powerful when it should be. However, it's like a plain narration all the way, and the flavor is a little bland. "
Emperor Song smacked his lips. As the King of Hell, this kind of behavior was obviously beneath his status. But after all, the person standing beside him was the King of Hell, Bao, so there was no need to restrain himself.
"This time, I'm afraid it won't be easy."
Previously, when the Nine Attendants ascended to the position, firstly, there was the presence of Bodhisattva, and secondly, Ying Gou swept through hell for the second time, directly causing the death of King Chujiang and King Taishan on that day. The Yama Kings, who were not very united in the first place, could only pinch their noses and acquiesce to the reality of their retreat.
Over the past year or so, the old and new circles had not interfered with each other. But to the King Yanluo who had once ruled over Hell, it was precisely because he had tasted the taste of power and authority that he had lost it that he felt even worse.
Therefore, when the last Abyssal Prefect returned, the Kings of Hell first sold out King Wuguan, and then all of them expressed their goodwill to the newly promoted Prince Pingdeng. They looked forward to everyone returning to the stage under the protection of the last Abyssal Prefect.
Now, with the return of the Immortal King's hand, it was very likely that there would be a new round of reshuffling in hell. These old and young people were still jumping around like that a few days ago, hehe …
Emperor Song pinched an orchid with his remaining hand and directly sang:
"This is fate, this is fate ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
…..
All the various circles thought that they had a clear understanding of the current situation.
They had already begun to mentally prepare themselves. After all, the strength of the Immortal King's hand really did not need to be said.
If the Immortal King could rely on the remains of Ying Gou to escape the killing calamity of the Xuanyuan Sword, then after that, the Immortal King might really be able to completely return. It would not be impossible for him to establish the Immortal Court again.
The one who had the last laugh was the one who had the best laugh.
Although in ancient times, the Immortal King had successively encountered the two heroes, the Yellow Emperor and Ying Gou, and had lost twice, but now, he was the final victor.
However …
No matter how sharp one's eyes were, it was unlikely that they would notice it.
The Immortal King's fingers were trembling slightly at this time.
…..
"You really don't know how to take a beating."
Zhou Ze, who was being held by the Immortal King's huge palm, shook his head gently. Then, the Immortal King's fingers began to slowly open. It was not that the Immortal King took the initiative to let go, but because Zhou Ze, who was being held by him, began to exert force.
"Buzz!!!"
Soon, almost without thinking, the Immortal King, who had already sensed that something was wrong, directly summoned the Heavenly Punishment again!
For a moment, a tyrannical thunderbolt that was several times stronger than the one that had bombarded the Drought Demon was drawn down!
In the surroundings, whether it was the people who had been in the battle or the spectators, they were all shocked by this scene. Everyone hurriedly retreated to the periphery.
The Drought Demon stood where she was. She did not move, because as an existence who had fought with the Immortal King before, she could feel the strangeness of the Immortal King's action.
At this time, the Drought Demon's gaze once again fell on Zhou Ze below.
She did not know why..,
A strong feeling that was almost suffocating was gradually attacking her,
This kind of inner emotion and even the emotions in the depths of her soul inexplicably circulated, causing the Drought Demon's originally cold face to flush slightly.
A woman's sixth sense was indeed terrifying sometimes, especially when it came to the man she cared about.
The violent Heavenly Thunder, mixed with a momentum that could destroy heaven and earth, fell with great power!
…..
In front of the cracked mirror..,
Little Eight frowned slightly,
And said:
"Is the Immortal King going to take revenge directly?"
In their opinion, Ying Gou's shell should be very useful in dealing with the Xuanyuan Sword, but the Immortal King had directly summoned more Heavenly Punishment. From this posture, it was obvious that he wanted to destroy the shell in the Heavenly Might!
Xiao Qi also took a breath and asked doubtfully, "Isn't the Immortal King being too impulsive?"
Although the shell at present could only be said to have the possibility of helping him avoid the Xuanyuan Sword, in addition, Ying Gou still wanted to protect him before he died, which indirectly enhanced his value.
It was really a pity to destroy it just like that.
Da Changqiu's face darkened. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he gritted his teeth,
And said:
"The Immortal King naturally has the Immortal King's arrangements. This time, the Immortal King must have prepared everything.
How can we fathom his thoughts? "
…..
"He's going to kill him directly?"
Emperor Song suddenly felt that it was a little ridiculous, and continued to tease, "This Immortal King, I don't know how many years have passed, but the long years have not been able to polish his temper."
"Perhaps he hates the house and its crow too much."
King Yanluo Bao guessed.
Otherwise, there was no way to explain it. Previously, a group of mighty figures fought desperately for it, and some even died because of it. In the end, he snatched this prize and wanted to destroy it without saying a word.
It could only be said that he hated it to the bone. This kind of hatred could only be dispelled by "Whipping the corpse".
…..
The people outside naturally couldn't help but look at the flowers in the fog,
At this moment..,
No one could understand the trembling in the Immortal King's heart at this moment.
He dodged the Xuanyuan Sword before coming down. He snatched this shell,
However..,
Until he really held it in his hand..,
Only then did the Immortal King realize..,
What exactly had he grabbed!
This was a kind of subversion, a kind of shock, a kind of huge change that the Immortal King, who was wandering outside the Three Realms like a lonely ghost, had not expected at all!
Especially since this change happened when the Xuanyuan Sword had just slashed down.
What shocked him even more was that ever since that person ascended to the heavens and killed immortals with one sword before he died, the first time he tried to return, he faced this person
When he returned for the second time, he first watched that person die before appearing..,
Actually..,
This person..,
Appeared in front of him again!
Zhou Ze raised his head and looked at the rolling lightning falling from the sky.
The corner of his mouth revealed a smile. Then, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
For a long time..,
He didn't eat lightning anymore.
In his memory, this world was too stingy. There was a time when Ying Gou liked to eat lightning as a dish.
Actually, lightning was really a good thing.
Whether it was used as a dish or for bathing, it was excellent.
Unfortunately..,
Even if ordinary people attracted lightning down, the quality of the lightning wouldn't be that high. It always made Ying Gou feel that it wasn't enough.
Once upon a time, Ying Gou had specially come to the world of the living from the Netherworld Sea and deliberately attracted the attention of the sky, causing it to send down lightning. Those days were really comfortable.
Unfortunately, later on, it seemed that the sky seemed to realize that it had been deceived. Instead, every time, it would only send down the lightning that usually fell during the thunderstorm in the mortal world as a perfunctory gesture.
To Ying Gou, it was really like scratching an itch.
Because of this, Ying Gou really hadn't eaten lightning for a long time.
This was like a virus. The anti-virus software tried its best to "Kill" it, but it couldn't get rid of it. In the end, it had no choice but to mark it as a "Trust" file.
What satisfied Ying Gou was that, from the ancient times of the Primordial World to the present, it was really difficult to find an existence in this world that was better at attracting lightning than the Immortal King.
After all, to a certain extent, the Immortal King itself was equivalent to an existence that inherited the will of the world.
Zhou Ze opened his mouth..,
Above..,
The surging and terrifying lightning seemed to be directly pinched by a pair of invisible giant hands. Countless violent bolts of lightning were forcefully gathered together. In the end, they actually turned into a trickle and flowed into Zhou Ze's open mouth.
And after Zhou Ze's body swallowed this massive amount of terrifying lightning, it began to undergo new changes.
His physical body was being reconstructed. With the power of lightning, he began to reconstruct his physical body!
Gradually..,
He seemed to feel that it was a little boring to continue like this,
It was like drinking wine without a side dish. No matter how good the wine was, it wouldn't have that kind of taste.
Zhou Ze's gaze swept around,
"Boom!"
Bolts of lightning flew out from the thin stream. In the next moment, they directly pierced through the flood dragon that had just stopped the Drought Demon. The flood dragon's body was instantly destroyed, and its flesh and blood were wrapped up, merged into the lightning, and gathered back into Zhou Ze's mouth.
Next..,
It was a wolf demon and a ghost. Their bodies were also instantly destroyed, and their flesh and blood were wrapped up along with demonic and ghost qi.
The lightning followed Zhou Ze's gaze and frantically searched,
All around..,
The surrounding almighty figures and giants were like the menu in front of Zhou Ze,
And what Zhou Ze was doing..,
Was..,
Ordering.