Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

In the underground city, King Samsara was not there, so Jiang Chen could only sit on the main seat under the eager and expectant eyes of everyone.

The world was in turmoil, and disasters swept all living beings. This position no longer represented the pinnacle of power, but a responsibility that was difficult to bear.

"King Chen, please take charge of the situation!"

"Lord King Chen!"

"Great..."

Excited voices rang out one after another. After all, they also knew that King Chen had a free and easy personality and was unwilling to be restrained. On the way back, a group of people were actually worried about whether he would take on this burden.

Without King Samsara, it would be difficult for everyone to submit to him except King Chen. Once there was no leader, or the leader's authority was insufficient, and the upper and lower levels could not work together, the Netherworld Alliance would have no choice but to die in this turmoil.

King Pingdeng sat in the corner and gasped. As the Yama who had the most contact with King Wei Wu and King Chen, he clearly remembered that King Chen had instigated King Wei Wu to replace Samsara more than once.

But now, King Wu of Wei has left the restricted area, King Lunhui is being hunted by the world, and the one who successfully ascended to this position has become King Chen.

This... this...

King Pingdeng seemed to have seen through the shocking conspiracy, and hurriedly buried his head to prevent everyone from seeing his expression.

Only Jiang Xiaochen, who was standing beside Jiang Chen, noticed this scene. He glanced at King Pingdeng imperceptibly and nodded secretly. Did someone finally notice it?

Sometimes he couldn't help but sigh that his brother's strategy was too magical. Even he, who followed him every day, didn't find out how he did it all, as if he didn't do anything at all, but the result he wanted was achieved.

"Replacing Lunhui, is this the first step of my brother's overall situation?"

Jiang Xiaochen didn't alarm the enemy, but just secretly observed everything. He had already recognized his mission in this world, which was to find the last chance to save the world in front of his brother who was almost as smart as a demon.

Jiang Chen didn't notice the changing expressions of the two people. He sighed slightly. He had thought about it. After this incident, he would go to his former partners and follow them into some pseudo-forbidden areas to recall the past and be an honest businessman.

There are many powerful people in the world, and the situation is turbulent. Some are dazzling, some are brilliant, and some are famous and shocking. But no matter how exciting it is, it is not what he wants.

However, the King of Samsara repeatedly told him to guard Jiuzhou.

This old guy is not bad. In the Valley of Gods, he fought against the ancient blood man and saved his group.

Outside the bloody city, he fought several powerful people alone for himself, and never retreated even when he vomited blood.

Jiang Chen is not easy to disappoint.

"Ten days, that's the maximum I can stay in Jiuzhou. If the King of Samsara hasn't returned yet, Zhou Tai will take over temporarily. When King Weiwu and King Yama return, one of them will be chosen to rule the underworld."

He said this with a clear attitude.

Everyone could only nod in agreement. After all, there were less than eight days before the second round of turmoil broke out in the restricted area. King Chen should have thought it through. After resolving this disaster, he would stay in Jiuzhou for a day or two to help everyone stabilize the situation.

Then he would leave and do his own thing.

After that, they could only pray that the King of Samsara would come back soon, or that King Weiwu or King Yama could come back.

But by then, it didn't seem to matter whether Jiuzhou was leaderless, because when the third round of turmoil hit, the Yin God walked out of the restricted area, and darkness swept the earth, everything would lose its meaning.

"Most of the combat and defense plans are arranged according to the King of Samsara. In addition, I have a special training plan for the Yin Messenger here. You can take a look."

Jiang Chen took out a stack of printed plans, each of which was as thick as 70 or 80 pages.

The Jiuzhou strongmen took a quick look and their faces changed. They looked at Jiang Chen in astonishment.

Such a complete and detailed plan should not be made in a short time, right?

And there is dust on it. It turns out that you have been thinking about how to train our Yin Messenger at least half a month ago?

"The King of Equality was shocked. No, why is there a plan to train Yan Luo on it? It's bad, it's coming for us! Ghost Qi +..."

"Hiss... Even the special training for Yan Luo after he entered the strongest has been considered? It's so strict, are you a devil, ghost qi +..."

And the more they looked at it, the more shocked they were, especially the Yan Luos, who went from being indifferent at the beginning to gradually becoming solemn, and then unbelievable, gasping for air, with a painful face and tears in their eyes.

Such a change in expression, in the eyes of a group of Dao League kings, made them all very frightened.

It seems that King Chen has made big moves as soon as he takes office!

It is even different from the three fires of a general new official. After all, the three fires are often meaningful.Generally, they would first pick a soft persimmon to step on to death, which is to start a fire, observe the reactions of the crowd, then put out a troublemaker to show their strength, and finally raise a wave of treatment to appease the crowd, combining kindness and force.

No one would offend everyone right away.

And what King Chen did was obviously not an offense at all, it was just torture!

His plan stated that he would build a huge trial ground to directly temper everyone with life and death combat.

Now that Jiuzhou has obtained a lot of sacrifices and treasures, it is not difficult to improve the realm of strength. When the realm is raised, solid combat power becomes the biggest demand.

If such a trial ground can be built, it will be of great significance.

But the problem is that his trial ground planning is too strict. For the king level, he even decided to set up the blood flame ancient formation snatched from the master of the weapon gate.

In addition, one to ten king-level undead puppets of the same level should be added as a means of secret attack and killing.

The method of refining this kind of puppet comes from the Blood City Forbidden Zone. Everyone knows that once it is sacrificed and refined, it will be extremely powerful.

It may be difficult to fight one at the same level at once, and ten are enough to make anyone despair.

And what the strongest face is even more terrifying.

It turned out to be a fighting illusion created with the little Chen King as a template. This is an ancient magic array obtained from the great sword cultivator Li Xuanzhen, which can copy a specific strong man as an opponent in the illusion.

Everyone can see the fighting power of the little Chen King. He is completely a monster. No Yama wants to be hit by the door.

In addition, there is a taboo method obtained from the Shura Gate, Luotian Blood Hand.

This is a terrifying force that is enough to fight with the King of Samsara.

There are countless inhuman methods like this. Everyone even saw that the Chen King was still writing furiously in front of him. It was obvious that he was making a unique design based on the many Qingqiu treasures he had robbed not long ago.

It can be seen that King Chen is very skilled, as if he has endless inspiration, and he is doing what he loves most. Sometimes his eyes shine, sometimes he clap his fists in surprise, and he can't suppress his smile.

Seeing this, the Yamas are even more desperate.

We are so stupid... Really, we only know that King Chen is powerful, unfathomable, and wise, and is a reliable leader, but we forget that he is a pervert.

In fact, they should have glimpsed some clues from the early morning call and the early morning running speech of the whole underworld.

Unfortunately, there have been too many major events recently, and the Yamas didn't think so far.

"Don't worry, 90% of the materials in this plan are provided by me personally! In the face of disasters, we are united and will cross together." Jiang Chen was buried in his creation. Feeling the silence of everyone, he thought they were worried about the lack of materials, so he quickly spoke to comfort them.

"Fuck! Even the materials have been provided, so there is no reason to stop the establishment of this trial field! Ghost Qi +..."

"..."

"By the way, I will leave enough materials to run for 20 years, so don't worry. Even if I am no longer in this position in the future, the trial field will be passed down and immortal from generation to generation." Seeing that everyone accepted this tragic fact little by little and their emotions gradually stabilized, Jiang Chen spoke again immediately.

The audience immediately fell into silent wailing again.

...

No one expected that King Chen was so anxious. That night, the little King Chen and the son of King Chen had already started to build this trial field, which was located behind the underground city in a large wilderness.

A few words were engraved on a huge stone tablet.

[Basic Level Practical Training Field]

——Designed by King Chen himself

Of course, the first large formation here is what Jiang Chen just earned, a protective magic formation from the ancient country of Qingqiu, which can ensure the absolute safety of those entering. Once injured and overloaded, they will be teleported out.

This is also the biggest confidence that Jiang Chen finally decided to implement this plan.

In fact, he had made the plan for a long time. Even if the King of Samsara had not left, he would have fooled the King of Samsara and promoted it throughout the underworld.

I didn't say it before because I was thinking about how to save the lives of the underworld messengers.

In the underground city, Jiang Chen took a look at the construction here from a distance, retracted his gaze, concentrated his mind, and read a passage of divine thoughts left by the King of Samsara not long ago.

"I am not a person of this era. A little girl dug me out of an old grave without a tombstone on a rainy night..."