Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 401 Fight against the Demon Lord and the Poison Legion (Happy New Year’s Eve)

at night.

Not only did the ghostly shadow of the vast ghost mountain come to the world, but another major event also happened -

Shushan, which had not experienced turmoil for hundreds of years, fell into unprecedented chaos.

The Demon Lord Tower stood on top of the Demon Locking Tower. Two blades struck across each other, and all the restrictions were instantly broken. The demons and ghosts took the opportunity to escape and fled in all directions.

Although Shushan disciples arrived in time and, under the auspices of senior brother Xu Changqing, set up an array to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and combined with the magic weapon gourd to collect some of them, there were still many fish that slipped through the net.

In addition, the magic sword was lost, and only the Zhaodan Divine Sword remained in the Demon Locking Tower.

And Chonglou came to Yuzhou City just to use the power of the magic sword to find the reincarnation of his old enemy Fei Peng, because compared to the two, the magic sword has a spirit, and he is also his beloved blood relative after he was reincarnated as Prince Longyang——

Solanum nigrum.

Therefore, the only one who can be recognized by the sword spirit is the reincarnation of Long Yang, that is, the reincarnation of Feipeng!

The majestic Demon Lord, invincible in the six realms, has really taken great pains to find his old friends in the past who can fight with him, and he has even thought of these.

However, the surprise came too suddenly.

There is a mysterious and powerful man in Yuzhou City!
"Fight with me."

At this moment, Zhonglou stood in the void, his tone was cold and unquestionable, and he was unquestionably domineering. If he didn't disdain to hurt ordinary people, he would directly attack and force the other party to take action.

Meng Fan was eating wontons and stroking the cat's head. He looked particularly comfortable. He was not at all cautious about facing the Demon Realm's Supreme Being, and said casually:
"Another day."

In mid-air, Zhonglou glanced at Meng Fan coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the demonic flames on the Yanbo Blood Blade surged into the sky, and the blood-colored blade struck directly towards him.

Zheng!Zheng!
Two rays of demonic flames intertwined with sharp edges fell across each other, the void kept trembling, and the Gang Qi was particularly sharp, like two waning moons in the night.

Seeing this, Meng Fan frowned slightly.

This Demon Lord... is really a martial artist.

As his thoughts whirled, two giant fingers exuding a ghostly aura appeared. With a flick, the aftermath of the mana spread, making a loud noise, and the world shook crazily.

The bluestone shattered and splashed, but returned to normal in an instant, without harming innocent passers-by. Not only that, the scene was not exposed, and even the vendors at the stall were confused by the illusion and turned a deaf ear to the fight.

"Let's talk about it another day. I haven't reached my peak state yet. You don't want to win without a fight, right?"

"Meow." Xuan Mao agreed.

It's not to avoid fighting, as he said, after all, the upper limit of the world is raised, just like coming from the river to the ocean. And thanks to the resonance of the personality of Emperor Fengdu with the world, Meng Fan, who has fallen into a bottleneck of strength, breaks the shackles on the spot. It does take some time. Perform precipitation.

Seeing that his own slash was easily broken, Zhonglou was no longer arrogant and indifferent, his eyes were full of fanaticism, but as if he had some serious illness, the Yanbo Blood Blade kept slashing out, almost destroying the entire Yuzhou City sink.

The world was shrouded in blood red.

This guy made the right bet, Meng Fan would take action.

The dharma body was not fully opened, so it easily blocked all the slashes, and used illusions to allow the people to continue to live as usual, still with ease.

This time, Chonglou was completely satisfied and did not take any further action. All the magic flames were absorbed into his body and he asked, "What's your name?"

Although his strength will be suppressed in the human world, Meng Fan has proven that he can definitely fight against himself in his current state without losing.

Besides that, that sentence is also the point.

[Status has not been adjusted to peak]

"Meng Fan."

"I'm waiting for you."

Leaving behind a word, Chonglou stopped entangled and walked towards Yong'an Dang, which was not far away from here.

"Wait for me? If it were said by a charming beauty, it wouldn't be against the law." "Meow."

Xuanmao nodded, looked at the little wonton with longing eyes, and responded:
Not a family, do not enter the door.

Like his master Meng Fan, he has a lust for words.

……

Soon.

Covering his body with a huge cloak, he took the magic sword to Yong'an Dang, looking for the Chonglou where Feipeng was reincarnated, and sold the sword for a penny.

When Jingtian, with a philistine look on his face, walked to Zhonglou to take the sword, Zhonglou stared at Jingtian, his tone was particularly lost, and he only said one sentence:
"You have fallen to this."

Then, he left the magic sword and left.

Feeling the demonic energy disappearing, Meng Fan shook his head as he walked on the street. He didn't know exactly which direction the world was headed.

Game line?
Shadow sight?
Or, a combination of the two.

Suddenly, there was a commotion from ahead.

"You brat, you must have lost your mind. Do you know who opened this? You dare to default on your debt, you must be impatient!"

Several topless burly men were surrounding a gambler, punching and kicking him, shouting and cursing.

There was no need to sympathize with such a bad gambler. Even if he was beaten to death in front of his eyes, Meng Fan didn't bother to ask more questions. After all, it was entirely his own fault.

Many passers-by watching the excitement formed a circle in the distance and kept pointing.

"Zhong Fa Bai."

Under such circumstances, Meng Fan paused for a moment and stared at the gambling house behind him. It covered an extremely large area, about a hundred acres. There were two stone lions standing at the door with a plaque hanging on them.

The words written on it instantly brought the Taoist Master back to his distant memories. At the very beginning of Sword of Sword Three, there was a major plot point: the Poisonous Legion of Perak Hall.

If I remember correctly, they were under the casino at this moment, so Meng Fan immediately used his magical power to detect his soul inside.

Sure enough, below the Big Sanyuan Gambling House is the Perak Hall of Jianghu Sect. It is about twenty feet deep and covers a wide area. The inner passages are twists and turns, and every corner is guarded by Perak Hall disciples. The security is extremely tight.

At least for ordinary people, whoever comes and who dies.

In an instant, Meng Fan locked the deepest part, chaining the middle-aged woman in red with chains as thick as an adult's wrist. Her fangs were exposed, and her pale green eyes were full of ferocity, no different from a wild beast.

"Ah... ah... roar..."

It is the mother body of the Pili Hall Poison Legion.

Beside her, thousands of poisonous people were imprisoned in iron prisons. They were controlled by special means and were motionless at the moment, like clay sculptures.

However, Meng Fan did not see the hall leader Luo Rulie, the one-eyed dragon.

Tube?
in spite of?

I happened upon this incident while walking in the city, and there were two choices before me. Without any hesitation, Meng Fan chose to ignore it.

It’s not that he’s hard-hearted, it’s mainly because there’s no need for it at all, so let’s not change the fate between Sedum and Da Mi Mi… ahem, and Xuejian.

You must know that these poisonous legions in the Perak Hall are actually similar to low-level zombies. They can only be spread through biting, and they have many disadvantages.

It is no problem to deal with ordinary people, but it is not enough to deal with monks. Even warriors with strong martial arts and deep internal strength can kill seven in and seven out.

In addition, the poisoning process is completely reversible, just step up and clean up the mess in the end.

　I wish you all a happy New Year's Eve and a happy family. The old book accompanies readers through one New Year's Eve, and I hope this one can accompany you on the next New Year's Eve~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)