I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 240 The Wild Emperor’s Single Horn
According to his memory, Li Lang quickly found a hiding place where the gangsters gathered.

In this location, these gangsters thought they were well hidden.

It is located under a stone field. It is a semi-natural hidden cave. It also has a small vein of sealing stone on the side, so it naturally has a hidden aura.

Therefore, after the Gan people who fled here discovered this hidden cave, they regarded it as the best gathering place and planned many things secretly.

But in fact, this cave has always been under Li Lang's control.

Even when these gangsters were able to discover him, it was because of Li Lang's guidance and acquiescence.

When Li Lang flew in like a flash of light, the people who were celebrating and rejoicing couldn't help but be stunned.

One of the leaders immediately showed a habitual expression of humility, suppressing the horror and dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Great Lord of the City! What is your order? Do you need to come to us in person?"

"As you can see, our place is too simple and shabby, and there is really nothing to entertain you."

Li Lang just glanced at him and didn't say much nonsense. The flying sword in his sleeve flew out in an instant and pierced his throat easily.

Occupying a precious land, even if he does not have all the rights, the resources, manpower, and material resources that Li Lang can personally use are far beyond what he was, who was almost similar to a single-running gang.

Then Li Lang shook his true energy and collapsed the cave, completely burying it.

Li Lang didn't want to listen to his boring sophistry.

This time, Li Lang's actions were much more "fair and aboveboard".

When they took action, they did not take Li Lang's position and embarrassment to heart, nor did they think about how Li Lang would end up and bear the consequences.

No matter for a certain position and purpose, from Li Lang's perspective, these actions of gangsters are a very clear "repaying kindness with hatred".

This time travel is special, it has unique benefits, it can even be said to be a reward.

Li Lang's heart was calm as he looked at the corpses that had fallen over before they had come to their senses and were still immersed in the joy of the previous moment.

However, at this moment, Li Lang was about to tell them with reality what wishful thinking was.

The long period of 'silence', coupled with the various interest exchanges and concessions at the beginning of the city's founding, made many people think that Li Lang, the city lord, was a soft persimmon.

There weren’t a lot of mood swings.

The sword light shuttled freely in this hidden gathering point. Every time the light flickered for a moment, several people fell down, as if they were asleep.

With several new characteristics, it has been transformed from an ordinary high-quality flying sword into a top-quality magical weapon, which is not far from the legendary fairy weapon.

Standing among the corpses on the ground, Li Lang stretched out his finger and touched it again. The light waves spread, and all the corpses were turned into dust under the light waves and completely dissipated.

Just like any kind of behavior, it is a manifestation and expression of supernatural power.

A stable, long-term peaceful holy city is the best place for cultivation that he needs.

Then help these Daqian remnants to stir up troubles and become the slaves of Daqian?
Li Lang had no such interest at all.

Or perhaps, they originally wanted to cause chaos among the barbarians, barbarians, and the Holy City.

Li Lang, who no longer had any scruples, fully demonstrated his super strength.

In reality, those actions to protect the land and the country are not done out of responsibility, but are half pushed by worldly affairs, and they get there in a daze, and half are chosen out of human relationships.

In other words, the desolate beings were completely different in appearance and category, and they were even more alternative beings in Li Lang's cognitive judgment.

The corpses all over the floor had only thin traces of blood on their foreheads or throats.

More words stuck in this man's throat were all manually silenced.

The flying sword flew back to Li Lang's cuff. This flying sword given to Li Lang by Sima Qingyi had been re-refined twice in this time and space.

The so-called tactics have evolved into a unique shooting habit.

Therefore, Li Lang will not allow anyone to disrupt him to obtain greater benefits and convenience.

Because he recognized the forbearance and dedication of the Queen, Huangfu Qian, Shen Xinghai and others, and because of his close relationship with Tianshan Yue, Li Langcai always looked at the problem from a "ganren" perspective.

Domain, magical power, supernatural power... these are all completely integrated with the trajectory of the shot, and it is difficult to see any differences.

Only then could they seize the opportunity and complete the act of snake swallowing the elephant.

The powerful means and iron-fisted handling almost silenced the entire Holy City for a few seconds.

Divine light dialyzed out of the body, like a huge fireball, slamming into the gathering place of the deserters.

Da Qian is dead, and the chaos in the world has already passed.

In an instant, everyone in the entire gathering place was dead.

But leaving aside these people and Ganren's use and deception of him, why should he endure it? And why should it be fulfilled?

After dealing with these gangsters, Li Lang moved towards the gathering place of the deserters.

Killing was like a kind of performance, or 'art', as Li Lang performed it at this moment.

Li Lang would not mind anyone who tried to undermine this and would crush them to pieces with the strongest possible means.

Now, they should wash their minds and change their inherent perceptions and impressions.

The methods of the monks in the deified realm seemed so extraordinary and terrifying in every gesture.

The gathering of Gan people did not come from Li Lang's so-called 'feelings for family and country'. As a time traveler, where did he have so much identification with Da Gan?
For him, Daqian, Xin Dynasty, Hu people... are all the same.

Amidst the angry and frightened questioning and scolding of the deserted people, Li Lang took action boldly, waving the flames like thin threads, stringing the deserted people together one by one, and then threw them into the air, burning in front of everyone's eyes. Empty.

It's no wonder that when Shen Xinghai fought against the deified monks, he used his own martial arts skills and true energy, because using his domain and magical powers in front of the deified monks was just asking for trouble.

The deified monks and the deified monks are completely and completely different from the physiological and spiritual levels.

Huang Ren does not practice, but he can use his horn to plunder the fruits of magical powers and stack a large number of magical powers for his own use.

In the eyes of Huangren, ordinary human monks are just 'food'.

Now, they feel the fear that 'food' brings them.

The line of fire that shuttles through the streets and alleys is killing people and seducing their souls.

No matter how much they use their magical powers to resist or escape, they are unable to do so.

The deified monks control the divine map and transform the gods into me.

All magical powers have been integrated into its own glory like instinct.

With such a comprehensive understanding, the so-called conclusion that there is no difference between realms under supernatural power, and that one is suffering within it, can no longer be applied to this level of realm.

"Lord Chu Lun! Are you trying to deceive me that there are no strong desolate people?" Li Lang killed the desolate people so wantonly that he finally aroused the dissatisfaction of a strong desolate person lurking here.

He did not appear directly, but the clouds in the sky suddenly condensed and turned into a huge and beautiful piranha, biting Li Lang fiercely.

Li Lang could feel the forcible kneading of at least a dozen magical powers from the piranha flower turned into a cloud.

The strong confining aura had already begun to shrink and suppress before it reached Li Lang, causing the flow of Qi in Li Lang's body to become a little unstable.

This is a method unique to the powerful Huangren.

It can be said that the 'complex powerful supernatural power' is similar to the 'great supernatural power' of practitioners, but it is completely opposite. Great supernatural power lies in essence, because it is not obtained from heaven and earth, but is realized by the practitioner himself, so it is 100% consistent and 100% usable.

The power is much stronger than ordinary magical powers.

The compound magical power uses Huangren's unique talents and methods to forcibly combine multiple magical powers into one place to form a stronger effect and achieve multiple effects.

Although it is far inferior to the great supernatural power in any single aspect, its expressive power appears to be more complex and varied.

The strong man attacked, and the terrifying piranha flower gathered its magical powers and was about to devour Li Lang.

Li Lang just chuckled and hummed the tune of 'The Love of My Life'.

At this time, his appearance changed and he became half human and half monkey, wearing golden armor with chain locks, a purple gold crown with phoenix wings on his head, walking on lotus root silk, and holding a wishful golden hoop.

Five-colored clouds gathered under his feet, with boundless power, with Li Lang as the core, sweeping around like a storm.

Deification...is also a myth.

To step into deification is to step into myth.

Although those who integrate the divine map have no direct and inevitable connection with the existence in myths and legends.

But also, because of the cooperation of mind, spirit, energy, and body, when certain standards are reached, one ten thousandth of the existence of myth...or even less power may appear in the body of the deified person.

This concept is very close to the "God Strike", but it is more advanced and more self-centered.

Shaking his body, he swung the golden cudgel in his hand.

Great magical power!
Shocking!

This great supernatural power belongs to this body. It is not given by God, but realized by oneself.

The great magical power that was 100% compatible and mastered gathered a huge amount of infuriating energy and struck at the piranha that gathered more than a dozen magical powers.

As soon as the stick settled down, the piranha seemed to freeze for a moment, and then exploded completely in an instant.

Not only that, the shadow of the stick seemed to penetrate the space and fall simultaneously on the strong man hiding in the darkness.

With a painful groan, the hidden strongman of the Desolate Man was thrown out.

He has long transparent black horns, the shape of which is similar to that of a cow. Judging from his appearance, there is nothing surprising about him.

"Elder Huogu! I didn't expect you to come to my city."

"Why, why don't you meet me, the city lord, and let me show my friendship as a landlord?" Li Lang said to the powerful Huangren.

As he spoke, he stepped on the clouds, as if jumping through time and space, and hit Elder Huogu with another fierce blow, covering his head.

"Keep someone under the stick!" The High Priest of Daxue Mountain, who had just killed the envoy of the New Dynasty and was rushing back, happened to see this scene, and his eyes were splitting in an instant.

It is one thing that there is great conflict between barbarians and barbarians.

But this doesn't mean that he is willing to start a bigger dispute with Huang Ren.

For people who are used to standing on high places, the death and suffering of those at the bottom have always been just bargaining chips or pawns in mutual games.

Killing ten thousand ordinary barbarians or barbarians, those old monsters in the deified realm may not care.

But if a desolate elder who is equivalent to the deified realm dies in the Holy City, it will definitely be a huge disaster.

The high priest's hesitation had no effect.

Li Lang exerted another three points of force, and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, which was transformed with divine light in his hand, fell heavily and hit the defensive shield held up by the elder of the desolate man.

Accompanied by a cracking sound.

The horn on Elder Huang's forehead was shattered first, then his body... and everything.

Huang Ren is like the demon cultivator in many stories. In the early stage, he can quickly improve and become stronger by absorbing other people's cultivation and skills.

But the higher you go, the harder it becomes to survive.

Under deification, most of the powerful Huangren at the same level are more dominant.

On top of deification, in a one-on-one situation, more than 80% of the powerful Huangren are no match for orthodox deification monks.

If not for this, why were the desert people expelled to the coldest and coldest place in the far north?
They don't like that place of ice and snow.

But it’s really hard to actually occupy a better place.

Just like although the Hu people and the Huang people joined forces to destroy Daqian, when the various forces in the Central Plains began to exert their strength, they were still driven back to the Western Regions.

"How...how could you kill Elder Huogu?" The high priest flew to Li Lang's side and asked angrily.

Li Lang said indifferently: "He secretly used means to undermine the peace and stability of our holy city. Shouldn't he be killed?"

"Or... High Priest, do you want to completely surrender to the barbarians, as if the interests of the barbarians are nothing?"

The high priest looked at Li Lang who was speaking fiercely, and his eyes were bloodshot with anger: "You... have no overall perspective! You are doing nonsense... Just wait, I will convince all the tribal leaders at the conference in a few days , deposed you as the city lord."

Li Lang heard this and smiled brightly: "If you can do it, then do it!"

He, the city lord, played a role similar to a 'broker' in the early days.

Later, it was the product of various Hu tribes competing with each other and compromising with each other.

As long as the balance is not broken, his position is actually quite solid.

Of course, there are still disturbances.

In this wave, Li Lang showed strength, which in the eyes of some people was a symbol of instability.

Perhaps, it is really possible to join forces, but it is not necessarily possible to remove him.

"Even so, it doesn't matter."

"I can take the position of city lord or not."

"No matter who wants to take it, they have to give enough benefits!"

"Speaking of which, how much can this uninteresting position of city lord be sold for?"

"If someone is willing to bid, and the price is right...there's nothing that can't be discussed!" Li Lang thought about killing the goose that laid the goose.

The strength in different time and space is not really strong.

It may be just a possibility deduced and simulated by the tree of time and space.

Only strength in reality is real.

Li Lang knows the difference very clearly and will not be lost in the reality by the false status and power at the moment.

"Huh? What is this?" The corpse of the elder Huangren slowly dissipated and faded, but a slender, bloody and transparent horn fell out of his corpse.

Vibrant substance like blood vessels flows in the horn, as if it is still pregnant with life.

(End of this chapter)