Outlaws start by climbing to the top of the martial arts wanted list

Chapter 366 God’s will is like a knife
Is this a blue reward?
This is totally a purple reward.

Dou Changsheng's face darkened and he felt very unhappy at the moment.

I am afraid of being too serious about everything, afraid of careful investigation, and afraid of looking at things through a microscope.

It is very obvious that this is the case with the imperial capital. This city itself has problems.

At this moment, Dou Changsheng finally understood why Zhao Tingzhi disappeared. He was afraid that this person had been influenced a long time ago. The Heart Demon King naturally did not have such ability. He was influenced by the Blood God.

Looking at Thousand-Handed Evil Lord, whose face was filled with grief but whose eyes revealed a divine light, Dou Changsheng knew Thousand-Handed Evil Lord's mentality. He must be gloating over other's misfortune, or even happy to see this scene.

How can one stir up trouble and demonstrate one's own value without blowing up the imperial capital?

There are no fish in clear water; only in muddy water are there countless opportunities to fish.

If there were no world advancement and no chaos in the world, how could there be so many opportunities to become immortals?

However, this time it is a blue reward. The main reason is that the only thing to do is to kill the Demon King, rather than to resolve the hidden dangers of the imperial capital. It can be said to be just foreplay, and it has not yet reached the stage of a tense confrontation.

After a while, Dou Changsheng sighed softly.

It would be fine if I didn’t know, but after I knew, I would never feel at ease.

The simplest analogy is that as an ignorant person, you can live in the crater of a volcano and dance on a grave, but if you know the truth, how dare you do that?

The locals in the imperial capital were affected, and outsiders also began to have problems. This was extremely terrifying.

Nothing has happened now because the hidden danger has not erupted. Dou Changsheng firmly believes that this hidden danger will explode soon.

A hundred years ago, five hundred years ago, or even a thousand years ago, there was no world sublimation, so this is not a problem.

Especially this catastrophe is the era of the evil god from outside the domain. The Blood God is the evil god from outside the domain and he will definitely appear.

Take one step, count it as one step.

Dou Changsheng restrained his urge to investigate further and looked around for people who could hear the words of Thousand-Handed Evil Lord. In the end, he did not order a blockade because many people could hear it and the news could not be stopped unless they were killed.

And killing people may not work.

This is not the imperial palace, and Dou Changsheng didn't take it seriously at first. The Heart Demon King was very powerful, and Dou Changsheng was a lone man, a casual cultivator, so he had to look up to him. But now he controls the imperial court and has countless powerful men under his command.

Not to mention King Xiao, even if it was Marquis of Shen Guang Xiao Aotian, the Heart Demon King might not be able to defeat him.

Such old veterans have long been unable to keep up with the latest versions.

In the world of martial arts, the old are always replaced by the new, and there is no such thing as the old veterans becoming more and more powerful.

Even if Shen Guang Hou is not capable of this, with the cooperation of one or two strong men, this can still be a piece of cake. There is no deliberate blocking of the left and right sides or sealing off of the space.

So it is possible that someone with ulterior motives could monitor and listen to it from a distance.

If this matter spreads, it must be dealt with, which is not what Dou Changsheng wants.

In a purple mission event, Dou Changsheng hopes to take it step by step, dividing it into multiple blue tasks. The difficulty is not very high and the rewards are also generous, so that the hidden dangers can be completely resolved in the end.

Doing this is not only for oneself, but also for the safety of the imperial capital. Although it is more complicated, it can at least reduce losses and will not cause too much fluctuation.

Otherwise, if nine out of ten houses in the imperial capital were really empty, then all the ambitious people would probably wake up laughing.

The imperial capital is the center of the imperial court. Let alone being destroyed, just a shake or tremor would be an earth-shaking event.

After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Dou Changsheng slowly spoke: "Senior, why do you have to scare the world?"

"What if someone takes this joke seriously?"

"Let's wait for the results of the imperial physician's examination."

"Senior, please stop talking. This is just one person's opinion. It has not been verified. How can you take it seriously?"

Dou Changsheng interrupted Thousand-Handed Evil Lord who was about to speak, and his attitude was clear. Thousand-Handed Evil Lord did not try to provoke Dou Changsheng or deliberately sing a different tune, but sneered and stopped talking.

Dou Changsheng believed that these few simple sentences were enough.

The more it is forbidden, the more difficult it will be to prevent. Instead, people will not care about it and take it seriously. Then no one will believe in the Thousand-Handed Evil Lord.

After all, the invasion of the Blood God must be extremely secretive, and ordinary people cannot detect it at all, otherwise it would not have been discovered until so many years later.

As long as they are unable to verify, they will question the Thousand-Handed Evil Lord. After all, the Thousand-Handed Evil Lord is not an immortal and has no credibility at all. As long as they release the news themselves, it will be seen that the Thousand-Handed Evil Lord deliberately exaggerated the facts and caused a chaos. The Thousand-Handed Evil Lord has ulterior motives and that the Thousand-Handed Evil Lord is an evil god from outside the domain with wolfish ambitions.

All kinds of news spread out, mixed with some other news, bombarding it, and then some other things happened, and no one would pay attention.

The handling of the Inner Demon King has been raised to the highest level in Dou Changsheng's mind.

The Blood God is a time bomb, and the Heart Demon King is the controller who can potentially detonate the Blood God bomb.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

The time is slightly ahead of time.

Imperial capital, Star-Picking Tower.

A handsome young man sat down leaning against the window, one foot on the table and the other foot casually swinging in the air. He held a flawless snow-white wine jug in one hand and slowly raised it upwards. Finally, the fragrant wine flowed out from the spout of the jug, drew a graceful arc in the air, and fell into the young man's mouth.

The young man's azure blue gown fluttered in the breeze from the window, like a flag.

The young man drank the wine in the jug in one gulp, then threw the jug away. The jug fell directly along the window and disappeared somewhere.

suddenly.

The boy's face began to twitch.

Countless black spots appeared on the flawless fair skin, densely packed and extremely terrifying. These black spots slowly crawled, bit, and gnawed. The quiet and handsome man was transformed into a demon crawling out of hell in an instant.

Slowly, half of his face changed, and his temperament also changed, as if it was made up of two faces.

One side has a cold expression, with lips curled up, full of sneer, while the other side is in extreme pain, with a distorted expression, and is suffering extremely huge damage.

The black spots kept crawling, crawling out of the nostrils, and finally drilling into the eyes. This weird and creepy scene lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and then a cold voice sounded: "No need to struggle."

"useless."

"It is your honor to serve as my revived body."

"You should know that if it weren't for this incident, Zhao Tingzhi, your name would not be worthy of being remembered by me."

"I remember you now, and I will remember you a thousand years from now, and I am grateful for your dedication. What an honor this is! If the news spreads throughout the heavens and myriad worlds, there will be more than tens of thousands of people who would like to sacrifice themselves for me."

The painful and distorted face was slowly disappearing, gradually becoming peaceful, and slowly recovering, but a pattern was growing on the boy's neck, as if there was an invisible hand holding a paintbrush and constantly painting.

No, to be more precise, the flesh and blood here continued to grow and forcibly gave birth to a face.

The face was vivid, with distinct features, lively eyes, and even the mouth began to open, and a roaring voice sounded: "Get out!"

The boy picked up another wine bottle, took a sip, let go of the empty wine bottle, and said happily: "This is life."

"I've been suppressed for so many years and I have nothing to eat. It's so empty."

After sighing, he calmly said: "You are still conscious and have strong resistance. You are indeed a genius."

"It's useless. Even though this is just a drop of my blood, it also carries my will. It will completely lose itself and become a part of me. It's only a matter of time. This is irreversible."

"What do you wish for now?"

"You can talk directly. After all, I am also you. In order to completely master this body, I will also give you some preferential treatment."

"If I wait until I have completed the erosion, even if I have mastered your memory, it will only be a third-person perspective, and I will not have any feelings. The family affection and wishes that you value are not important to me at all."

"So this is your rare opportunity."

Suddenly, the boy stopped talking.

His gaze turned towards the distance, gradually becoming colder. The murderous intent in his eyes was as real as substance, but strangely it did not spread beyond three feet, as if there was an invisible barrier that sealed everything up.

The young man said sarcastically, "It's Thousand Hands."

"As expected, a fool like him will be suppressed as soon as he enters this world."

When the young man entered the world, there was no news about the Thousand-Handed Evil Lord in this world. Now that he could feel his aura, it was obvious that he entered the world later.

The hateful Blood-Clothed King Buddha.

The young man's eyes calmed down, and he wiped the face on his neck without giving the other party a chance to speak. He directly tore the face into pieces. He originally planned to slowly erode and finally completely control this body, obtain the other party's memory, and walk in the other party's place.

The young man doesn’t plan to do this now, because with the existence of Thousand-Handed Evil Lord, there is a chance of being exposed.

It’s better not to have this memory.

As long as I recover, it is inevitable that I will be able to escape from this predicament completely.

They are immortal and have long lives, and are not afraid of being sealed at all. The world has ups and downs, and naturally there are peaks as well as troughs.

The young man was convinced that the seal would fail sooner or later.

However, a gloom appeared in the boy's eyes. Something was very wrong with the active inner demon king.

This is an excellent container and the best replacement for him after his resurrection, but the boy suppressed the impulse in his heart.

The delicacy that is handed to your mouth may be poison coated with honey.

There's something very wrong with that guy.

The boy was silent for a long time, and all his good mood disappeared.

The joy of escaping the predicament disappeared, replaced by heaviness. If nothing unexpected happened this time, there would be a high probability that there would be problems.

The traces of the arrangement were so obvious that even the other party did not try to conceal it. The only one who could do this must be the Blood-Clothed King Buddha.

This is an attempt to eat myself up.

I couldn't help but look up at the sky, and I could clearly see things that ordinary people couldn't see.

What is active at the end of the sky is a will, which is not like a dead thing at all, but like a living thing.

The will of this world is too active, which is completely different from other worlds. The will of other worlds, even if it is not inanimate, is very mechanical and rigid and can only respond passively, but this world can actively manifest.

He had suffered a great loss in this regard in the beginning. Not only was his strength suppressed, but he was also tricked by the Blood-Clothed King Buddha who had been actively strengthened by the opponent.

Whenever an outsider enters the realm, there will be someone to restrain him.

The whole world is targeting you and making things difficult for you. Who can tolerate this?

But now the original suppression has disappeared, and instead there is a sense of recognition, especially the infinite power contained in the dark, as if as long as I bow my head, I can go with the flow and be completely compatible with myself. Not only can I escape from the predicament, but I can also gain endless power and directly reach the peak of my life.

This is heaven's favor and the power of the world.

Being the son of heaven, you will naturally be invincible and successful in everything you do.

But the consequences are extremely serious, and you will inevitably be bound to this world and unable to leave.

After all, he has become each other's son, has a father-son relationship, and has become a family. Of course, he should be filial to each other, take care of each other in his old age, and see him to the end of his life.

This is the ultimate goal of the Blood-Clothed King Buddha. As long as he becomes a citizen of this world, not only can he obtain the favor of heaven, but the Blood-Clothed King Buddha can as well.

This makes teenagers disgusted, but in the adult world, they have to consider their own interests.

The boy has already weighed the pros and cons, but this is a helpless choice in the end. If it is not necessary, he will not choose it.

However, the young man did not have much resistance in his heart. After all, the Blood-Clothed King Buddha was also from this world and could not leave. As long as he lowered his head slightly, he could gain the great power to suppress the Blood-Clothed King Buddha and let the Blood-Clothed King Buddha taste the pain of being sealed for countless years.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart that the way of heaven has been ruthless since ancient times, and it is indeed the same in all realms.

Even though the will of heaven in this world is very active, it cannot escape this law.

Sacrificing the Blood-Clothed King Buddha in exchange for his own origin is a huge profit. Even the Blood-Clothed King Buddha will not die, and he will be able to escape sooner or later.

As for what the Blood-Clothed King Buddha thinks, or whether he feels wronged, that is not taken into consideration by God at all.

In particular, there is no need to worry about the Blood-Clothed King Buddha rebelling, because he and he are irreconcilable and there is conflict between the two sides, which creates a balance.

I don’t know if this is the result of overthinking or unintentional promotion. If I did it on my own initiative, it would be very scary.

Because the sky that can think is something that no immortal can tolerate.

They can endure being a thoughtless heaven, being sons of that heaven rather than slaves of man.

The young man slowly withdrew his gaze and stopped thinking about such a distant thing. Now most of the origins were suppressed in the imperial capital. To escape, he must overthrow the imperial capital.

But this is impossible. After all, even if he just came out, he knew about the existence of immortals in the world.

The gaze fixed upon the imperial capital was like a thorn in the back.

It’s time for the inner demon king to take action.

To attract attention.

At the same time, go to see the immortal of the world.

As long as he joins forces with me, then we'll be safe.

(End of this chapter)