Who dares to say I'm a villain

Chapter 140 The Covenant
The junction of the East Demon Alliance.

The fighting still hasn't stopped.

"Kill!" With a gloomy face, the spirit god hid the body and did not appear, but the real essence in his hand burst out a violent attack, blasting and killing the dragon spirit.

It's just that when the thunder moved, it turned into a blade and slashed down, directly annihilating most of his attacks.

The power of the Wuxiang Sword exceeded his expectations.

as normal.

Although it is impossible for three sixth-rank divine weapons to win against one fifth-rank divine weapon, it is not a big problem to suppress the opponent so that he has no time to protect the master.

But like now.

A fifth-rank divine weapon could not only fight against a sixth-rank divine weapon, but also burst out with power to protect the flood dragon spirit, which clearly surpassed the general category.

"Could it be more than a fifth-rank divine weapon!"

Thinking of this, the other party's face turned ugly again.

I had planned to make a quick decision.

Now there is no way.

But he would not be reconciled if he just retreated like this.

only--

Looking at Jiao Ling who was still not defeated in the joint attack of eight people relying on the power of the treasure, he also understood that this operation was considered a failure.

When the opponent unleashed the final blow, he immediately retreated and shouted: "Time has been delayed for too long, let's retreat!"

talking room.

He stretched out his hand, and the six-pink brick fell directly into his hands.

See here.

The others also had to stop halfway, and then directly evacuate Yukong, which is outrageous.

There is no way not to withdraw.

If the powerful members of the Demon Emperor Sect arrived, it would not be easy for them to retreat.

"Why, the person who beat me still wants to leave, can he leave?"

The sound that sounded like a thunderclap made these people's hearts tremble in an instant, and a sense of boundless fear arose.

When I looked back, I happened to see a person coming from the sky.

"Ye Xiaofan!"

Seeing the other person's face, everyone recognized the person who came.

"Withdraw!!" Wang Mazi was shocked, and then ran away without thinking.

Sounds can be heard from far away.

It proves that the opponent is at least a strong person with aura of four or more levels.

Moreover, it is also the owner of the barren domain.

The strength is definitely not something that people of the same realm can compete with.

Don't look at there are eight of them now.

But when you really want to fight.

Whether it can beat it is another question.

But once he is entangled by Ye Xiaofan, when other monks from the Demon Emperor Zongzong arrive, there is really only a dead end.

"Stay!"

"Is life so boring and boring?"

Li Pingan stood on the top of the 199-storey skyscraper, surrounded by bodyguards behind him.

Flip-flops, big pants, holding a full glass of ice wine, bearded face, messy hair strewn randomly.

Being sloppy is like living an unsatisfactory life.

But alas, no.

He's just an ordinary guy who's on the hook.

what hang?He, Li Pingan, couldn't tell for sure, anyway, he was just hanging up.

He has never been unhappy since he was born.

Whether it’s being praised by the teacher for not doing homework when you were young, being selected as a representative of righteousness when you bullied a classmate, or winning a lottery ticket when you grow up, picking up a stone can also throw out a top-quality imperial jadeite.

Who understands his life, and can bear not to slap the outrageous on the public screen?
Sometimes, Li Pingan wondered, could it be that he lived in a world similar to Truman's, where everything was set up, and these were all scripts.

He also once walked to the street in the second grade and shouted to the sky, I have seen through your tricks, let me leave this illusory place.

However, in response to his
The unscrupulous media sent him to the top of the hot search list that day, what a master of human philosophy, what a symbol of bullshit performance art.

All over the country suddenly set off a "safety craze".

Li Pingan became a representative of "saneness in the world", and countless people enthusiastically expressed their desire to get Li Pingan's ideological guidance and live as a touch of sobriety in this world.

"Apart from being unable to control nature, what is the difference between me and God?"

Li Pingan looked at the kite flying higher and higher in the sky, with anticipation in his eyes.

There was already too much money to spend, no matter how much he squandered it, the money would get into his pocket like crazy.

So, up to now, he can only challenge nature to find a little fun.

Maybe, he is the god of this world.

According to the weather forecast, at three o'clock in the afternoon today, there will be a heavy thunderstorm coming.

And Li Pingan's purpose now is to try to see if he can play a game with his ordinary life and world.

At this moment, he actually somewhat understood how great scientists like Newton and Einstein became obsessed with theology in their later years.

Perhaps, it is really too boring. After reaching a certain level, looking at the world again, I feel as boring as a pool of stagnant water without life.

However, if he was asked to look for traces of God in the vast sea of ​​books, he would naturally be too lazy to do so.

He prefers something more exciting than that.

For example, what is done now is an enhanced version of an experiment that I saw in elementary school textbooks.

Franklin's kite experiment.

This experiment was originally used to verify that the electricity in the world and the thunder in the sky are of the same kind, but it was used by Li Pingan to verify another thing today.

He wants to use the power that is closest to the gods in the world - thunder and lightning, to collide with his open luck.

After drinking the ice wine in his hand in one gulp, he raised his head.

The clouds in the sky had piled up that day, and the faint blue enveloped the sky, and there was a strong sense of oppression and restraint on the spiritual level.

"the power of nature."

A flash of determination flashed in Li Pingan's eyes, and he took the string of the kite from the bodyguard.

This thread is also not an ordinary thread. It is made of gold and silver condensed and made with a special process. It is extremely conductive, and it will not be melted at a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees.

"You all go away, leave after receiving your salary, no matter what happens here, it has nothing to do with you!"

After Li Pingan said something, his eyes were fixed on the sky.

The bodyguards showed some hesitation on their faces, but finally bowed and said yes, and left here.

"My luck has allowed me to have all of these, and now I want to know where my luck comes from. God, today I will see if you can hack me to death!"

The dark clouds squeezed, and the sky seemed to be angered by Li Pingan, and suddenly roared like a roar.

It was thunder, born from the friction of the clouds.

The golden electric light pierced the sky.

Li Pingan's hand holding the kite string trembled, and fear flashed in his eyes.

The power of nature is always so majestic and difficult to resist.

He tried his luck with his body, and he fought with his life.

Why he did this, he didn't know, but there was a voice in his heart that seemed to be urging him to make a choice all the time.

Thunder roared, and the sky trembled.

The kite was like a bird with broken wings, tossing and turning in the sky.

But, very strangely, no lightning struck the kite.

Li Pingan's expression gradually calmed down, he raised his head, looked at the empty sky, and said lightly:

"If the thunder can't strike me today, so that I can't win or lose, then I will let the world be destroyed by my hands. Believe me, I can do it!"

"Crack!"

The thunder suddenly increased several times, as if it was about to destroy the world, the surroundings of the kite were already surrounded by countless lightning arcs.

But the thing that goes against the common sense of science is that there is still no lightning strike on the kite.

This is no longer a matter of probability.

A sneer appeared on Li Ping'an's face. He was sure now that his luck was indeed problematic.

God favored, nothing more than the case!
But this is not what he wants, this kind of life has made him bored, and the smooth sailing is far from as comfortable as imagined.

He just wants to be a simple ordinary person.

"If you don't do this, then I'll jump? Anyway, it's meaningless to live like this. I still don't believe that I can still live if I jump from here?"

Li Pingan raised his head and looked up at the sky. Thunder snakes surged in the thunder clouds, as if he had no consciousness at all.

Li Ping'an's heart sank slowly. This thing was so messed up that it seemed useless.

Could it be that I guessed wrong?There is no real consciousness between heaven and earth, so am I the clown?
However, this did not affect Li Pingan's decision.

In his character, there is a kind of madness, with the kind of determination not to give up until the goal is reached.

Since he has chosen such a path, he is sure that this is the only way to find himself.

Therefore, no matter what the result is, he must achieve his goal.

This is a battle where the enemy cannot be seen, and this is a battle that belongs to one's own heart.

Life or death is not important, what is important is where does this luck come from?The important thing is that he wants to be a normal person.

"Come on, hack me to death, if you don't hack me to death, I'll jump from here, if I don't die from the jump, I'll live broadcast the jump, and let my good luck show in front of the whole world.

You should also know that this kind of luck will make the whole world crazy, and I can do many things. "

Li Pingan's voice was flat, and he looked at the sky with determination in his eyes.

Does God really exist in this world?Is there really a spiritual will that transcends mortals?

"boom!"

The sky seemed to explode, and a huge vortex emerged in the thunderclouds.

Li Pingan's body trembled uncontrollably, and goosebumps rose and fell densely.

But he didn't say a word, his eyes fixed on the clouds.

The kite swayed back and forth in the lightning arc, but the extremely mysterious gold and silver wires did not touch the lightning at all.

"Damn, I just want to find out the truth. Is it possible that even this good luck can't make me do this? Then what's the use of my luck? Is this good luck still good luck?"

"Buzz!"

Between the sky and the earth, a thunderbolt suddenly plunged down from the position of the kite, and swallowed Li Pingan instantly along the gold and silver wires.

Everything disappeared, only the thundercloud in the midair seemed to have a muffled voice saying:
"Don't let me see you again!"

Everything happened so quickly that when Li Pingan regained consciousness again, he was still a little dazed.

Everything around him seemed to be no different from the earth, but he still keenly discovered something different.

Well, not exactly sharp.

After all, when he looked around, there were endless fiery red clouds in front of his eyes.

Beautiful, like a fairyland.

This is a scene that will never appear on earth.

Stretch out your hand and brush it forward, the clouds seem to be real, not illusory.

"I heard that immortals have the skill of driving clouds. Is this the kind of cloud?"

Li Pingan's mind was full of thoughts, looking at this new world, he knew he had succeeded.

The earth, which is like a pool of stagnant water, really has the existence of God.

And he appeared here, it must be because of that lightning strike.

This world should no longer allow me to live so easily and comfortably.

"Wow!"

The sharp birdsong suddenly rang in Li Pingan's ears.

The fiery red clouds were dispersed by the impact of the sound waves, and a black shadow suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

"Hongyun, the ancestor has been waiting for you for ten years, why didn't you leave?"

The ear-piercing sound was like the tip of a knife cutting through the glass, exploding in Li Pingan's ears.

Li Pingan looked at the dark shadow opposite him.

Black robes, dark eyes, hooked nose, skinny hands with long, sharp nails.

This is an old man who is not easy to mess with.

But the other party called himself Hongyun?Which red cloud?

Li Pingan rolled his eyes slightly, took two steps forward, and tentatively said:

"The time has not come, let's rest for now!"

"Hmph, Hong Yun, back then you calculated that the news that the treasure in Buzhou Mountain was about to be born was just a few days ago. Could it be that you deceived the ancestor?"

Not Zhoushan!
Li Pingan's mind was shocked.

The only Buzhou Mountain in his memory is the Buzhou Mountain, which is the prehistoric Buzhou Mountain.

Could it be that he was struck by a lightning into the prehistoric world?

"Ok?"

The moment Li Pingan thought of this, he felt a small amount of information suddenly surged in his mind.

The first red cloud in the world attained Taoism and practiced in the Fire Cloud Palace. She is kind-hearted by nature and has good personal relationships with many great powers in the prehistoric world.

He is loyal to others, and he is a first-class good person in the world.

And the bad old man who appeared in front of him now seemed to be the ancestor Kunpeng who almost killed him later.

He also knew the reason why Kunpeng appeared here.

A hundred years ago, Hongyun had a feeling in his heart, and it seemed that a treasure was about to be born on that Buzhou Mountain, as if it had its own chance.

And just when Kunpeng's ancestor Baochang was frustrated, the warm-hearted and mean-spirited Hongyun told the other party about it.

The two agreed to go to Buzhou Mountain to explore treasures together.

Now it was Kunpeng, the impatient person couldn't wait and came to him directly.

The corner of Li Pingan's mouth twitched slightly, this red cloud really wanted to die!
How did he cross over to this guy?This sad old man.

As soon as the thought that flashed through Fang's mind arose, it was instantly extinguished by Ye Xiaofan in his mind.

This experience is quite mysterious, and more importantly, in this short moment, it seems to have experienced the most distant world in the world.

There is a kind of cross-dimensional confrontation, as if the soul is about to be shattered at that moment in the two-layer dimension beyond the current level.

(End of this chapter)