Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

The kings of Jiuzhou and the remaining group of kings who did not leave found that the strongest ones suddenly looked over while talking, with a creepy indifference that made their hair stand on end.

But in the end, they did not make a move. Someone took a step and disappeared on the spot. When he came back, he was holding two large trucks, and noisy pigs were heard from inside.

Here in Jiuzhou, the kings' faces suddenly darkened.

The king of the coroner was cold and seemed to want to step forward and stop him.

King Pingdeng quickly stopped him, and also took a step with a bad look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Put the man down!"

The two drivers fell asleep in the driver's seat, and it was unknown whether they were frightened or manipulated.

The strongest looked over and looked down at the kings, and smiled with some disdain, but in the end, he flicked his fingers and the two drivers were smashed over. King Pingdeng caught them and checked their breath.

The leader of Wuzong walked towards the strongest with an angry face, and his eyes seemed to want to kill.

The other party's behavior is undoubtedly provoking Jiuzhou's bottom line.

"Go back!"

Pingdeng King gritted his teeth and shouted, dragging him back to the outside of Wuxiang City.

A group of people were full of anger.

"They have crossed the line."

"What should we do? King Lunhui and other adults can't come back."

"I'm going to splash him with blood!"

"Shut up!" Pingdeng King shed his past laughter and was the calmest among the crowd.

The battle for King Wu of Wei to be crowned king, the chaos in the Valley of Gods, the siege and killing of the owner of the sick building, the first strongest battle in the world outside the bloody city...

In each event, the Yama Luo who went to Jiuzhou was all Pingdeng King. After all, he was the king used for flexible deployment in the underworld.

But Pingdeng King never thought that this generation of Jiuzhou would use him so much.

And every time was so thrilling.

He still remembered what his master told him when he first entered the sect. Our lineage has average qualifications, average resources, average combat power, and average status, but the biggest advantage is that we have free time and do not have to face the terrifying forbidden areas. In name, we are guarding all parts of Jiuzhou, but there is nothing serious in Jiuzhou except the forbidden areas.

He knew at that time that he had come to the right place.

But now, every time when it is late at night when no one is around, King Pingdeng thinks of these words and looks back at his experiences in the past few months, he always cries until he faints.

He feels like a person who was born at the wrong time and accidentally became a worker.

However, this series of near-death experiences has thoroughly tempered King Pingdeng's humble character.

Therefore, in front of a group of powerful people with terrifying pressure, he did not lose his composure first.

"As long as you don't kill people, it's fine!" King Pingdeng comforted a group of kings of Jiuzhou: "The situation is special. Now is not the time to care about the majesty of our Yincao Dao League. It is a good thing to protect Jiuzhou and prevent large-scale bloodshed."

"What happens next will be settled by Lord Lunhui. Be patient!"

On the other side, the strongest have once again entered the dangerous land. Pigs kept screaming and a strong smell of blood came from the low mountains.

But soon after, the strong men all came out with gloomy faces.

They found that pig blood was ineffective.

The blood vine only killed them, but did not absorb them. One of the strongest tried to walk on the bloody road and almost died.

"Does it have to be human blood?"

"But if we go out of Jiuzhou to get it, it will be almost dawn after a round trip. On the second day, the dangerous places may change."

"Yes, I have heard that these dangerous places are 'alive' and they will change differently every day."

"Go to Jiuzhou to capture people? But the King of Samsara and the last mountain god..." Some people looked daunted.

"There is also a mysterious strong man in the western plateau we came from. He is also a top-level master of the sixth level. Jiuzhou should not be provoked!"

Many people looked tangled.

"Otherwise, forget it this time. Since the dangerous place has appeared, even if it is moved, there will be another chance..." A reincarnation suggested so.

At this time, the scarred man in black clothes on the side suddenly said: "Go to Jiuzhou to capture people. You must get that pile of spiritual treasures today."

"Oh, aren't you afraid that the King of Samsara will settle accounts in the future?" Someone sneered.

The man in black looked over and found that it was a young man who spoke. The bronze formation pen on his waist showed his identity, but facing this famous young master of the formation sect, the man still had only contempt in his eyes.

"If you say one more word, I can also throw you in to pave the way."

The domineering words shocked a group of people, and they all looked over, expecting the reaction of the young master of the formation sect.

Jing Shou also laughed, with a cold meaning in his black hair and black eyes: "You can try."

He had already picked up the formation plate.

At this time, a tall man with slender hands and feet came over and pressed his shoulders. QianshiHuan Tong glanced at the scarred man in black and shook his head: "Don't mess with him, this man has a complicated background."

Jing Shou frowned and was about to say it was none of your business.

Who knew that the scarred man in black spoke first: "If you look at me again, I will dig out your heterochromatic eyes and feed them to the dogs."

Provoking two of the top reincarnationists at once, such a move made a group of old antiques stunned.

Although they were in different camps, Shen Ji and Jing Shou were obviously people of the same level as the old antiques, and even the best among them.

After all, the two of them had fought against the sixth-level strongest of the weird side in the God-Slaying War!

No one knew where the scarred man in black got the confidence.

At this time, Shen Ji also laughed, and the Thousand Worlds Huan Tong kept flickering, looking weird and compelling: "Your master is indeed a peerless figure. I don't think I am his opponent, but who are you!"

Jing Shou in front of him was stunned for a moment.

You told me not to provoke you, but you cursed me so harshly?

Everyone took a deep breath. Is a sixth-level battle going to break out here?

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the scarred man in black was not angry, but nodded in agreement: "You are right. In front of my master, I am not even a thing. But there is one thing wrong. I am not worthy of being his disciple. I am just a slave."

"You know my master. I will not kill you today. Keep you for my master to practice boxing."

Someone couldn't help but wonder and asked: "Who is your master?"

The scarred man in black was always indifferent. After hearing this, he showed a touch of respect on his face and almost respectfully read out a name: "Zhao Gujin."

When hearing this name, there was a thunder in the silence.

Because a group of old antiques knew this person.

"What, it's him!"

"The man who fought with the young Martial Lord during the Daochang era and was evenly matched with him?"

"Yes, I heard that this is a crazy... ahem, handsome old senior who pursues the pinnacle of martial arts. In order to embark on the path of supreme martial arts, he doesn't care about the realm of strength, but just challenges everywhere."

"Yes, I heard that for this reason, he missed the best age for cultivation. When the Martial Lord of the same generation stepped into the true way and became a great power, he was practicing boxing. When the Martial Lord reached the end of the path of great power and was named Dao Lord, he was still practicing boxing."

"Such a person actually lived to this day?"

"Perhaps it is precisely because he pursued the pure martial arts all the way, without too high a realm of strength, that it is easier to survive through divine sacrifices or other means."

Many of the strongest understand a truth, if you want to resist the erosion of long years, the weaker the strength, the simpler it is.

This is also why there are so many king-level reincarnations, and why the strongest old antiques are so rare.