The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 393 City of Sin (Part [-])
Wanmu Temple.

Shen Lang walked in a sea of ​​flames, killing all the Taoist priests he could see with his naked eyes.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

Just now he had a general feeling, and he found that Wanmu temple was a purgatory built in a sea of ​​people. Not only the real Wanmu was using evil methods to cultivate, but even the Taoist priests under him were all extremely evil.

Perhaps it was assimilated, or perhaps it was the nature.

In just a few minutes, Shen Lang saw several purgatory-like scenes.

For example:

Live planting.

This is also the most common sight in Wanmu Temple.

I don't know what kind of crazy person it is to think of using one's own kind as the fertilizer needed for the growth of flowers, plants and trees.

Let these damned vines take root from the inside of the human body and draw nourishment.

Another example:

Take the young girl's blood and feed it drop by drop to the evil tree.

It's not active feeding, it's passive.

It was hung upside down in the air, cut the skin, let the blood drip into the woods little by little, and raised a new type of strange scarlet plant.

In particular, there is a ten-meter-high tree in the back mountain, whose canopy covers the sky and the sun, and a structure resembling a human face grows on the canopy, which is very similar to Wanmu's spiritual contemplation.

On its scarlet branches and leaves, there are even more fruits that flow like blood. The fruits are very small, like blood drops, and are closely scattered on each vine.

And what made Shen Lang feel cold all over his body was the corpses piled up underground into a hill.

These corpses are not big in size, so they don't look like adults at first glance.

It was also like this that made Shen Lang feel that he was late.

I didn't know such a purgatory on earth.

Suppressing the superfluous idea of ​​another nuclear explosion and razing this place to the ground, Shen Lang quickly wiped out all the 120 three Taoist priests in Wanmu Temple.

These Taoists can no longer be called human beings.

Then...

He found two secret techniques in an apparently heavily guarded room.

"Spirit drawing, power word."

Shen Lang looked at these two refining mystic techniques, and fell into deep thought.

Both of these two mystical refining techniques require cultivation at the seventh or higher level of refining gods before they can be performed.

The higher the level of cultivation, the deeper the field that can be involved.

Soul-attracting technique: Auxiliary refining mystery technique, pulling the spirit, forcibly pulling it out of the body, causing the opponent to fall into compulsive dizziness and unable to control thinking.

Power Word: Auxiliary alchemy, as the name suggests, is a small secret technique for people to tell the truth.

Cooperating with the soul-drawing technique, the opponent can completely relax and become an obedient servant, unable to hide any secrets.

It is the best combined secret technique to deal with those who are stubborn, do not tell the truth, or dead men and the like.

"Can't you tell lies..."

Shen Lang seemed to realize something.

His ideal future is to create a world without any disputes and wars, where people live and work in peace and happiness.

This……

It is the "Utopia" plan in his mind.

Justice and order is the first step.

Eliminate all the chaos of war, leaving only one voice in the world.

On the basis of justice and order, the rule of not telling lies is superimposed.

Perhaps in a short period of time, the Ideal Congress will face challenges due to someone's unintentional words, but once it stabilizes and the people adapt to this rule, they will subtly change their minds.

There are two outcomes.

First, do not take the initiative to speak.

Second, change yourself and only tell the truth from now on.

In order not to offend others, and for the premise of peace, their truth will become encouragement full of truth, kindness and beauty.

At that time, the world will become more peaceful.

Not bad.

Shen Lang's eyes lit up, eliminating lies, leaving only truth, goodness and beauty in the world, this...

It can be regarded as the goal of the second stage of Utopia.

After entering the two mystical refining techniques into the system interface, Shen Lang took a look at the raging flames that had been burning in his direction. With the movement of the Golden Crow's wings, his whole body turned into a radiant streamer and disappeared over Wanmu Temple.

……

"Wanmuguan, it's over!"

Looking at the completely ignited Taoist temple in the deep mountain, black mist rose into the sky, and there was a smell of burnt smoke everywhere. All the people in the black domain who were watching the battle between the two supreme beings all felt stiff and their hands and feet were cold.

Although Master Wanmu is not a very powerful existence among the supreme beings, he is also the supreme being of the tenth rank of martial arts.

It is one of the existences standing on the pinnacle of this world.

They thought that Master Wanmu would lose and be defeated miserably, but they never thought that Master Wanmu would be split in half by a sword, and his flesh and blood would be thrown into the sky.

Supreme, has fallen!

This is the first case in nearly 50 years.

Everything that happened today will undoubtedly cause a huge sensation in the world, and will change the pattern of the entire world.

At that time, the supreme powerhouses who live in seclusion behind the scenes will appear one after another, and the era of demons dancing wildly may come.

Whether it is to inquire about Shen Lang's whereabouts, or to blame Shen Lang for breaking the rule that the Supreme cannot kill each other, this figure with golden wings and a stalwart like the sun will become the center of future events.

For a moment, looking at the figure that disappeared into Wanmu Temple like a golden streamer, everyone's eyes were full of indescribable awe.

and also……

greedy!

Not for Shen Lang, but for Wanmu Guan.

Long after the establishment of Heiyu, a three-regardless area, Wanmu Temple already existed.

It has been established for decades.

Wanmu Guan, Wanmu real person, has become a taboo in the black domain.

But even the existence of taboos still cannot stop others from discussing.

Makoto Wanmu is 98 years old.

It is said that 50 years ago, Master Wanmu was just an ordinary master-level martial artist with limited potential and no means of refining gods.

But after that, by some chance, when he appeared in the eyes of everyone again, he was already a saint in the ninth level of god refinement.

And 20 years ago, he made his debut as the supreme cultivation base of the tenth level of god refining.

The world was shocked.

There is a mainstream saying in today's black domain that the rise of the real Wanmu is accompanied by the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​corpses. The biggest evidence is the man-eating tree planted in Wanmu Temple.

And from time to time, one or two black domain experts will disappear.

And the Taoist priest of Wanmu Temple once revealed after being drunk that there is a kind of magical blood droplet in the Taoist temple, which has a very obvious effect on the martial arts practitioners. Eating one can save a month of hard work.

Combining this information, most of the high-ranking warriors in the black domain understand that Master Wanmu is probably using living people to feed these man-eating trees, making them blossom and bear fruit, and improving their cultivation of gods.

Now that Master Wanmu is dead, the entire Wanmu Temple is also set on fire.

But the mysterious supreme powerhouse did not take away anything obvious.

In other words, the treasure that Master Wanmu used to improve his cultivation level is probably still in the Taoist temple.

Whoever can get it will be the next real Wanmu.

Next……

Refining Supreme!

Thinking of this possibility, everyone is not calm.

His eyes were burning, his breathing was short of breath.

A few minutes after Shen Lang left, a large number of martial artists above the master level flocked to the ignited Wanmu Temple like crazy.

That is the temptation to become supreme and stand on top of the world, who can resist?

As for the need for living people to feed them, it has never been in their consideration.

because……

This is not a problem at all.

Where is the black domain?
Black eats black, violent, bloody city.

Criminals, murderers, thugs are rampant in the city of sin.

There is only one purpose here: you are strong and you are justified.

As long as you are strong enough, you can realize any wish in the black domain.

Blood and sex are the only themes in this city of sin.

As long as they can become supreme, it doesn't matter how many people they kill.

This is……

The consciousness of every black warrior.

Or bloodthirsty, violence above the law.

For a moment, swords clashed, and a large-scale scuffle broke out shortly after Shen Lang left.

……

at the same time.

After spending another three hours, Shen Lang returned to Nanli Empire.

Back to Qingcheng Tianshu Hall.

He took his benevolence sword blended with black and gold.

Using the Sun Sword Qi condensed from the Eternal Fire to kill the enemy, it's okay to kill the Supreme with the sword, but it is undoubtedly a waste of his spiritual power to kill a bunch of miscellaneous fish.

And the duration of the eternal fire is less than 1 minute.

Unless the battle can be resolved in a short time, it is not a good choice to drain mental power.

At this time, he needed a spirit sword strong enough to withstand his strength.

The black gold sword refined from floating titanium fine gold and obsidian fine stone is undoubtedly an excellent choice.

Especially after he refined the obsidian essence, it seemed very handy to pick up the black gold sword.

The sword is like an extension of his body.

Without alarming others, after Shen Lang took the sword, he followed the map and arrived at the base camp where King Mingzong was.

According to the requirements of the bet, if King Ming could not repay the bet, he had the right and obligation to ask for it from King Ming's guardian, that is, King Ming.

This is legal and reasonable.

Only if King Ming didn't intend to give it to him, he could directly forcefully take seven pieces of floating titanium fine gold or items of the same value from King Ming Zong.

Law-abiding, he is good at it.

and so……

Shen Lang still chose the courtesy first and then the soldiers.

Although in his opinion, it is unlikely that King Ming will fulfill his bet, but this is a necessary procedure.

Otherwise, what is the difference between him and those underworld debt collectors?
There is a big difference between debt collection by the underworld and debt collection by the court.

And he...

It is justice.

however……

"Get out, boy, what are you? Dare to ask to see our suzerain? Don't take a piss and take care of yourself, are you worthy? If you don't get out, I will kill you with a palm."

Ming King Zongshan Gate, Shen Lang explained the origin.

Instead, he was ridiculed by the disciples of Ming Wangzong.

"My name is Shen Lang, Duke Ming should know me."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

Shen Lang! ?
Which Shen Lang?

That boy supreme Shen Lang who has become so famous in the Nanli Empire recently that he has overwhelmed the top ten arrogances?

Gollum.

In the sound of swallowing, a rank nine elder came over soon, looking at Shen Lang with a very different expression.

Exposed?
Ming Wangzong's plan to deal with Shen Lang has been exposed?
As a result, Shen Lang killed the door now?
And that black gold sword...

The ninth-rank elder also swallowed his saliva.

Combined with the movement that Shen Lang has made in the Donghua Empire for more than a month, he has reason to suspect that the destruction of the Spiritual God Sect may also have something to do with Shen Lang.

There is also a high probability that Zhao Gouying, the patriarch of the Spiritual God Sect, was killed by Shen Lang, otherwise his spirit sword would not have appeared on Shen Lang for no reason.

In other words, Shen Lang now has at least quasi-supreme combat power.

Although in the eyes of the supreme, there is no difference between the quasi-supreme and the ninth rank, but the current problem...

If you don't move Ming Wang, you are not in Ming Wang Zong.

On the side of Emperor Nanli, they were discussing how to deal with Shen Lang.

In today's King Ming's clan, no one can stop Shen Lang.

This is the worst.

It is necessary to delay the time and drive Shen Lang away.

Therefore, the elder explained gently that there was only one core, King Ming was not in the sect, and they had no communication with King Ming, so if they wanted to find him, they could only wait.

Time indefinite, location unknown.

Shen Lang was a little suspicious.

Obvious disbelief.

However, his spiritual perception told him that the elder didn't lie, but just concealed something.

After thinking for a while, Shen Lang set a deadline, "Please tell King Ming to send the bet to me as soon as possible. As for whether to send it to Tianshu Palace or to the Donghua Empire's palace, it's up to him. This is my decision." In the last time of King Ming, I hope he will not ruin his reputation for this little thing."

Seven pieces of fine titanium floating gold, to be honest, Shen Lang is not too eager now, he is only disappointed by Xiao Wang's lame behavior and wants to get back what he originally won.

Since King Ming is not here, the bet that has dragged on for more than three months cannot be settled, so let's deal with the Sin City first.

I thought that Ming Wangzong's affairs would be one step faster, but I never thought that the work was for nothing.

If he had known this earlier, he would have resolved the matter of the sinful city before coming back to Ming Wangzong.

After thinking up to this point, Shen Lang didn't stay any longer, and when he got to a place where no one was there, he rushed up to the sky and flew towards the direction of the black domain.

(End of this chapter)