red man

Chapter 554 Absolutely Not
"It's not good! It's not good! It's not good!"

On the waves of the East China Sea, on an island similar to China, monsters imitated the Chinese system of China and built a city-state.

The subjects in the country are divided into civil and military, and the subjects in various places are divided into neighbors.

Among them, the master is a violent ape demon king, surrounded by black mist, which makes people unable to see his true face, but when the black mist clears, he can also be seen wearing an emperor's crown and a nine-dragon robe, which is luxurious and domineering.

It's just that, at this moment, it has swept away the ostentation of the past, and some of it is just panicked.

In the originally majestic hall, there is a bright lamp, which is a treasure, which ignites the vitality of heaven and earth, which can cause the spirits here to inhale and exhale faster, and then greatly increase their cultivation base.

But now the bright light suddenly dimmed by a third. The light was originally like a tiger's head, but now it is at most a leopard's head.

"Your Majesty, could it be that there is something wrong with the 'Aura Magic Lamp'?!"

Among the ministers, there were many demon kings, and they asked one by one.

"No! No! It's the spiritual energy of the surrounding world that has been cut off. This is not a reduction, nor is it that someone has emptied the spiritual energy. It is erased or transferred. From then on, this spiritual energy will be lost in the world, and it will never be replenished. There will be no more increases."

"what?!"

"Your Majesty, how is this possible?! Among the Three Realms, who can have such a skill? I'm afraid that the Heavenly Lord is here, and there is nothing he can do?!"

The black mist surrounding the violent ape suddenly dissipated, and an ape's head was ferocious and fearful, and while its canine teeth were exposed, it showed unwilling awe in its eyes.

"I don't know... But all of this has already happened, which only shows that the worst thing has happened..."

The black mist dissipated completely, and the entire image of Baoyuan was revealed. It turned out to be the "Third Witch Prince" who committed two crimes in Wuchao County.

It suddenly whispered: "Father, what should I do, what should I do with this irresistible power?"

However, the whisper of the "Water Ape Great Sage" who was supposed to respond to it never appeared.

The connection in the blood was actually blocked.

This shocked the "Third Prince Wu": "Not good! Father is in trouble—"

This is the connection between the bloodlines of a generation of demon emperors. To be blocked unexpectedly, it must be a tyrannical and ferocious force, and it has no fear of the demon emperor, and even has the invincible belief of trampling the demon emperor.

"Taiyi Fa-rectification! Wanshui tracking——"

Violent Ape suddenly grew bigger, squeezed out seals with both palms, and slapped it on the ground.

A huge formation appeared, and the blood vessels in the arms were pumping continuously. The blood flowed into the formation, forming a pool of blood. The pool of blood turned into a mirror. It traveled upstream from the East China Sea to the Huai River, and then explored further.

At the bottom of the Huai River, a picture shocked the violent ape.

All I saw was a poor and helpless little ape curled up into a ball with its knees hugged, as if sleeping there.

"Father--"

It wants to cast a spell to call, but it is useless, no matter how much mana is projected into it, it will be absorbed.

It's not that the mana has no effect, but that the mana is neutralized and swallowed.

A mysterious power is covering the little ape in the water, and that kind of power makes the "Third Witch Prince" extremely terrified. He even sees one picture after another, and each picture is different.

Some are murals, some are silk paintings, some are pottery writings...

Shabby lines describe a simple story.

There was a demon emperor who caused chaos in the Huai River, and the Ren Huang bound the demon emperor with chains, and then suppressed him in the Huai River with "Ding Haishen Zhenzhen Iron".

The Demon Emperor never gave up. Every once in a while, he would jump up and down, intending to break free from the chains and escape from the Huai River.

After all, it cannot escape, but its jump also stirred up the waves of the Huai River.

This is the flood of the Huai River every once in a while.

The story is so simple and unremarkable, but for the "Third Witch Prince", it is simply a thunderbolt.

"No! No! Father, Father—"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, take care of your Immortal Physique—"

The ministers persuaded one after another, but the "Third Prince Wu" panicked and shouted: "It's over, it's over, the father is completely banned, and he will never see the light of day again, it's over, it's over..."

A generation of demon emperors was sealed in a story.

As long as people are alive, the story will still be passed on. It is a myth, and the monsters in the myth will never see the light of day. When their lifespan is exhausted, they will never be reborn forever.

Even if they are alive, they can only live in stories and legends now.

At the same time, in the middle of the march of the Xia family's army on the southern expedition, chaos appeared one after another.

Among them, many peak ghosts and immortals actually cut off [-]% of their mana out of thin air.

They can still sense the [-]% mana, but they cannot use it.

Because their upper limit of mana was forcibly reduced by [-]%.

At the same time, many great powers in the realm of the gods also acted one after another, some were angry, some lamented, some were unwilling, or some were manic, but they all made choices.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, gods gathered, and various "star fields" appeared out of thin air, and gods and gods who had never been seen in the past all appeared.

They no longer stay in the human world, but will embark on the road to heaven and return to the fairyland.

Rao is the "God of Disaster", and he sighed, and then led the crowd to Kunlun.

At this moment, Kunlun was incomparably lively. After all, those gods and great powers who had not been seen for thousands of years had all appeared.

"Chaos, are you still obsessed with it?"

Wei Hao's voice suddenly rang out. He was standing by the river, boating alone at the mouth of Chaohu Lake.

The small boat under my feet is just an ordinary fishing boat, without aura or magic.

"You are making an enemy of the heavens! You big devil on earth—"

"Grand Master Di Jiang" no longer had the same bearing as before, he was in a state of confusion, like a mortal yelling at him.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Wei Hao laughed triumphantly, "Chaos, you useless trash, killing you is nothing but easy. What about your past pride? What about the supernatural power that you think can surpass ordinary people? Without the foundation of the world, your flying The escape is just a dream bubble."

Holding the sword in his hand, Wei Hao hit the water and shouted: "Let your spirits and ghosts be yours, no one, nothing!"

"There's still time—"

"Grand Master Dijiang" shouted loudly, "The whole army obeys the order. This is a time of life and death. Only by fighting Wei Nijue to the death can we have a chance of survival. Otherwise, the more powerful we are, the more we will disappear from the world." ..."

"Ha ha."

Wei Hao laughed lightly, wielding his sword like an oar, the boat sailed without wind, across the Chaohu Lake, drawing a white wake, at first glance, it really looked like a white dragon.

People along the bank who saw this scene all said that this was the trip of the lake god, and some students with outstanding literary talents also wrote poems and sang.

It's just that after the poems and prose are written, they are just the talk of literati, peddlers and pawns. Ordinary people also know that this is an elegant taste, and there is no magic.

When the army of "Dijiang Taishi" attacked again, the changes in the army became more dramatic. Every five miles, monsters would return to the mountains and rivers;

"There is a short pavilion for five miles, and a long pavilion for ten miles. They are all places for travelers to stop and rest."

Wei Hao's voice was unhurried, but it seemed to be ringing directly in the ears of countless people, and it also seemed to be ringing in the hearts of countless non-human beings.

Since it is a place for people to rest their feet and shelter from the wind and rain, there may be snakes, insects, rats and ants, but there are definitely no demons and ghosts.

(End of this chapter)