The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 165
"Go to Nanzhao Kingdom and take a walk, and bring back a woman named Zixuan." Lin Xi was very satisfied when she saw the traces of immortality emanating from the old turtle. With Jie Feisheng's capital, with the strength of the old turtle, it would be effortless to take down Zixuan, who has only been cultivated for more than 300 years.

The old turtle's beard trembled, and Zixuan's name was not weak among the monster clan. Although her cultivation was not high, she bore the name of a descendant of Nuwa.

Nu Wa's descendants occupy a strong position among the demon clan, so she rushed to fetch Zi Xun, and when she thought that she would face verbal criticism from the demon clan in the future, her face became more and more painful.

"Tianzun, I'm afraid the little demon..." The old turtle squeaked bitterly and didn't say anything. Lin Xi, who didn't know the monster clan, frowned slightly, but Wuliang Tianzun suddenly laughed.

"Don't worry, after you find her, you only need to tell me your life and Qing'er, and she will follow you."

Laogui heaved a sigh of relief after Wuliang Tianzun finished speaking, as long as he doesn't move, he can do anything.

After waving the old turtle out of the realm of the gods, Wuliang Tianzun said to the somewhat puzzled Lin Xi: "Many things have happened in the millennium, and the monster race is the most important among them. You retreated for thousands of years to read my memory, so you don't know Nuwa The status of descendants in the monster clan."

Lin Xi nodded, raised her hand, picked up a chess piece and dropped it, the chessboard once again showed the scene of Yuzhou city.

There is no distinction between day and night in God's Domain, and when Lao Gui left, the outside world was already shrouded in darkness.

Inside Yong'an, Jing Tian, ​​Xu Maoshan, He Biping, and Ding Bo sat around the table, and all four of them stared intently at the Merciful Sword on the table that emitted a faint white light from time to time.

"Sedum, is this sword really the sword of Prince Longyang?" Ding Bo looked at the book that Sedum gave him, and compared the painting on it with the Mercy Sword.

Sedum was not too sure, and she lost her previous self-confidence when she spoke. After all, it was hard for mortals to accept the word of the Excalibur.

"It should be. According to the book, it is the divine sword that Prince Longyang obtained from an immortal at the age of five. As for whether it is a divine sword or not, I don't know, but it is true that it will shine."

After Jing Tian finished speaking, he pointed to the faint white glow on Min Shengjian's body.

"What do you think it would be like to go out with it?" After knowing that the sword could not be sold, He Biping's thinking began to go astray, and he became very excited when he spoke, "Especially at night, hold it and go out again." Put on that suit of armor, just think about it."

"Yeah, why didn't I think of it?" Sedum suddenly stood up and slapped his thigh, then supported the table and glanced at the three of them, "Then it's decided, which one of you wants to go out with me?"

It is common for young people to join in the fun and play awe-inspiring temperament. He Biping and Xu Maoshan were naturally enthusiastic, while the elderly Ding Bo shirked it under the excuse that he wanted to visit the store.

Ding Bo didn't go, and Jing Tian and the others didn't force it. After pouring down a sip of tea, they directly lifted the Mercy Sword on the table and ran to the residence.

The three people who returned to the residence looked at the armor on the bed helplessly after a lot of tossing, all of them were downcast.

The three of them didn't know that although this armor was not as good as Fei Peng's armor, it was still considered a not-so-weak magic weapon, and it couldn't be worn by mortals at will.

The previous clothes were still Lin Xi's hands and feet.

There was no hope for the armor, Jing Tian and the others had no choice but to retreat and go out with the Mercy Sword to show off their prestige, but the three of them didn't know that Yuzhou City at night was full of dangers.

The brightly lit streets are extremely empty, only the summer heat that has not receded.

"Sedum, have you ever wondered why this sword is as light as a feather in your hand but like a huge boulder in our hands?" Sedum, who was wielding his sword indiscriminately, said.

"How do I know, but I still like this sword, worthy of my identity!" Sedum said proudly after chopping off a bowl-thick tree with a sword.

The one who answered Jingtian was He Biping's disdainful sneer, but Xu Maoshan, who was sitting on the ground, kept clapping and applauding constantly.

The three of them didn't know that a group of poisonous men with disheveled hair were slowly approaching just one row of houses away from them.

"Aren't you going to release the black nightshade? In this situation without Xu Changqing, it is difficult to escape from the siege of the poisonous people by relying on their own strength." Wuliang Tianzun saw the poisonous people in his eyes. Behind the green pupils, he raised his head and said to Lin Xi who was looking at the three of Sedum with great interest.

Lin Xi waved his hand, "In this life, his luck is extremely strong. Even if Xu Changqing was dragged back because of the lock demon tower, Sedum and the others would still escape."

"You mean that even if the plot changes, the three of them will still escape in the same way as the original plot?"

"That's right, Sedum is not stupid. After reading so many miscellaneous books, he can still come up with a solution in a crisis."

While Lin Xi was chatting and laughing with Wuliang Tianzun, Xu Maoshan, who had been applauding Jingtian, gradually realized something was wrong, and his lips began to tremble.

He Biping was the first to see Xu Maoshan's strange appearance. At first he thought it was because Jingtian's sword dancing was too scary, but after following Xu Maoshan's line of sight, his face turned pale and his calf began to cramp.

"Sedum, behind you..."

Sedum, who was dancing the sword, didn't hear He Biping's voice, and put himself into the role of the hero who walks the world with his sword.

It's just that when the hero Sedum turned around and stabbed the sword in imitation of the book, his legs began to tremble irregularly, and the fierce sword of mercy that was originally dancing has now become a crutch that supports Sedum so that he will not collapse on the ground.

"What's the situation?"

Jing Tian shivered and backed away until he confirmed that these people were similar to the zombies recorded in the book, his scalp went numb for a moment, and he squatted on the ground and covered his mouth and nose with his hands, not forgetting that Xu Maoshan and He Bi had already been stunned. Ping gestures.

What happened next was the same as in the original plot, Jing Tian also took the opportunity to pull the two people who were about to suffocate away from the poisonous man who was gradually leaving.

"What's going on tonight?" He Biping, who was able to breathe smoothly, kept patting his chest, as if he wanted to stabilize the rapidly beating heart in his chest, but the more he did so, the faster he beat.

"How do I know?" Sedum was also in a daze, naturally it was impossible to answer, but thinking of what he had encountered during the day, Sedum's face was not very good-looking, "There are too many strange things today, let's go, let's go back .”

Faced with all kinds of strange things, Jing Tian chose to escape, bent down to pick up the Merciful Sword that had been thrown on the ground before, and when he and He Biping were about to leave, a piercing scream sounded in the night sky.

"Someone?"

After taking a few steps forward, Sedum suddenly stopped, and asked He Biping and Xu Maoshan uncertainly.

(End of this chapter)