Chapter 386: Instant Kill

In the past three months, Su Cheng, apart from going to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to "exchange" his experience in cultivation, has not participated in any actions related to the Wuhun Empire, but has devoted himself to his own cultivation.

During this period, he digested most of his gains and accumulation, and his combat power level has been close to that of the God King, and he has since entered a slow period of cultivation improvement.

In fact, for Su Cheng now, there is no bottleneck at all in the short term, and he can continue to improve by practicing normally. The only problem is that the speed is slow, unless he can build the "reactor" of earth, water, wind and fire again.

As for the so-called third-level gods, second-level gods, first-level gods, and God Kings, the division of levels is the route of the God Realm God Position inheritance system.

In this system, if you want to break through the barriers between levels, in addition to requiring the potential of the God Position itself, that is, the essence of the belief in the direction of obtaining divine power such as the power of the ocean or the murderous intent, it is more necessary to rely on the carrying capacity of the God Realm space to achieve it.

If the God Realm now consumes a huge amount of reserve mental power to expand significantly, so as to accommodate more lower planes, perhaps those gods in the God Realm, such as the God of War and the God of Food, who were originally only at the second-level god level, can also jump up and become the existence of the first-level god level.

Su Cheng's promotion does not rely on the power of faith, nor does it need to rely on the God Realm. He takes the route of developing his own potential, so naturally it will not completely correspond to the level of the God Realm.

In the past, when the level was lower, several breakthroughs in bottlenecks were relatively similar in terms of the division of energy levels. Now that they have completely entered a new realm, they are gradually drifting apart.

Su Cheng, whose practice has come to a temporary end, got up and left the room and came to the Pope's exclusive office hall.

In the recent war, Bibi Dong did not personally go to the front line to command, but handed over the front-line command of the two empires to Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing. These two people who are very familiar with the two empires and powerful, led a group of Titled Douluo in the Elder Hall and the young soul masters in the Wuhun Hall Academy, responsible for the two battlefields in the north and south continents respectively.

She herself stayed in Wuhun City, dealing with the piles of complicated government affairs.

The Wuhun Empire's rapid progress was not without disadvantages - some indigestion.

There were so many problems accumulated during this period and conflicts broke out in the territory that even the number of soul masters in the Wuhun Hall was a little overwhelmed.

There was nothing that could be done.

There were too many things to weigh and consider in the distribution of benefits.

The strength of the surrendered soul master families, the time of their surrender, and the series of promises made by the Wuhun Hall in the past, all factors needed to be taken care of.

In the past, as a soul master force, the Wuhun Hall had few talents in governing the country, and those officials from the nobles of the two empires had various interests behind them and could not delegate too much power. At present, Bibi Dong could only take on more responsibilities.

Fortunately, her own soul cultivation was very strong, and her foundation in this area was even deeper than Qian Renxue, and she had served as the Pope for decades, so she had some experience.

Looking at the pile of documents, Su Cheng secretly felt a headache, but Bibi Dong seemed to be enjoying it.

She was calm and did not show any distress.

Su Cheng walked to her side and scanned the large number of files on the table. "It seems that you have been prepared for a long time?"

"Of course, I have been waiting for more than 20 years." Bibi Dong smiled softly.

She did not hesitate to show her ambition in front of Su Cheng.

"Since you are confident, then I am relieved." Su Cheng nodded, and also gave up the idea of ​​using the trajectory magic eye to help her make some plans. "If you don't have this intention, it's better not to establish this Wuhun Empire. When you reach this position, you always have to take responsibility. The world is not a toy. Perhaps one of your decisions in the future can determine the fate and life and death of countless people."

"The fate of the people in the world..." Bibi Dong paused while marking the documents, but soon continued to write, and said seriously: "I am willing to take these responsibilities."

When she said this, she suddenly felt like a mountain was pressing on her chest, and even her breathing seemed to become heavier.

The Pope of the Spirit Hall is, after all, just the ruler of a spirit master force. The number of spirit masters is already scarce, and they also have powerful strength far beyond ordinary people, so they don't really need to rely on her.

Even if those spirit masters leave the Spirit Hall, they can still thrive elsewhere.

But the hundreds of millions of ordinary people in the world, ordinary civilian spirit masters with ordinary talents, are completely different. For these people, life is not that easy.

In the past, although Bibi Dong understood that the emperor of the empire and the Pope of the Spirit Hall were completely different, she didn't really know what being the leader of the empire really meant.

Greater power and status? More vast territory? More complex division of responsibilities? Or more and busier political decisions?

But at this moment she suddenly realized that the most critical thing is actually those ordinary people who make the smallest and most subtle voices, but the largest number. These people are the cornerstone of the empire and the cornerstone of mankind on this continent.

Perhaps their strength is meager, even if they gather tens of thousands of people, they can be slaughtered by one or two spirit master teams.

But they are all human beings, no different from me in essence.

I am about to bear the future fate of countless people of the same kind, and lead this empire to develop with their expectations for the future...

"Do you feel the pressure?"

"No, I feel very happy." Bibi Dong whispered, "It is also an honor for me to give them a better future."

Many times, heavy responsibilities and other people's prayers not only bring pressure to people, but also bring far-reaching sustenance and expectations.

Many people don't like this kind of restraint, but Bibi Dong is happy with it.

Her origin, her growth, her experience, her transformation...to this day, Bibi Dong's situation is completely different from the past.

Su Cheng looked at her, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said seriously: "You really impress me."

When you really get to this point, when you are determined to shoulder all this, the responsibility is more than just talk.

Many people may not even have the courage to speak out.

"I believe you can do well."

"Yeah, really..." Bibi Dong's eyes were a little evasive, feeling a little embarrassed by Su Cheng's attitude.

I began to worry about gains and losses again.

Perhaps this matter really exceeded the limit of her ability, and she thought too simply at first.

After a while, Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief, put down the pen, and put aside those chaotic thoughts.

She gathered her energy and looked at Su Cheng and asked, "Have you decided how to deal with the matter in the God Realm?"

"Well, I'm just going to make some preparations."

"What are you going to do?" Bibi Dong's eyes lit up, very interested in his next move.

"Go to the Slaughter City and borrow that Shura Demonic Sword."

"Asura Demonic Sword? That's not the Asura God's..."

"The artifact of God Shura, which is also the inheritance of God Shura, is now in the hands of the King of Slaughter."

"What do you want that thing for?"

"Use this thing as a medium to... Huh?" Before he finished speaking, Su Cheng's expression suddenly changed.

"Huh? That's..." Bibi Dong seemed to be aware of it, and a strange look suddenly appeared on her face.

Su Cheng looked at her and said with a smile: "It's interesting, he is actually your old boss, the Rakshasa God."

In Tiandou City, deep inside Shrek Academy's residence, the Golden Triangle including Tang Hao, Tang Yuehua and Yu Xiaogang were gathering together, nervously staring at the deep-colored light gate in front of them, waiting silently.

At this time, as the purple-black light disappeared, Tang San's figure reappeared in front of the five people.

Before they could express their joy and celebration, they saw Tang San, who was wearing a ferocious purple-black armor, with evil light blazing in his eyes. He suddenly looked up, causing the expressions of several people to freeze at the same time.

The next moment, evil thoughts surged from the front, and combined with the terrifying pressure of the god-level powerhouse, their thinking almost became confused and stagnant. Among them, Yu Xiaogang and Tang Yuehua, who had the lowest cultivation level, showed the most obvious performance. .

Especially Tang Yuehua.

She had taught Tang San in Yuexuan for a year, and she was very aware of the negative emotions accumulated in her nephew's heart, and panic and fear could not be suppressed in her heart.

If Su Cheng had been around at this time, he would definitely have noticed that Tang San's eyes now were almost exactly the same as Bibi Dong's eyes he saw in the Pope's Palace in Wuhun City in the simulation last time.

This is the horror of Rakshasa's divine power.

For the weak, especially those with mental weaknesses, Rakshasa evil thoughts are exceptional in their ability to mobilize emotions.

This energy has a strong ability to corrode and pollute, and can deeply stimulate the instinctive desires of living beings, including violent killing intent, greedy desires, primitive impulses, and revengeful rage...

This is also the reason why Rakshasa's divine power will be exploded by Shura's divine power when he becomes a god based on the negative emotions of living beings. The purity of the two is completely different between heaven and earth.

Even the faint aura of evil thoughts in the Killing City can make people fall quickly, not to mention that Tang San has now become a god.

Whether it's to himself or to others around him, it's dozens of times more serious.

Tang San was even worse than Bibi Dong at that time.

After all, Bibi Dong's martial spirit was different, and the Soul-eating Spider Emperor was also extremely evil, which led to her already being resistant in this regard.

On the other hand, Tang San didn't have the foundation of an evil martial spirit, nor did Xiao Wu act as a scabbard to block the backlash, so it was naturally more difficult to resist.

The only advantage is probably his obsession with Xiao Wu deep in his heart and his self-awareness that is beyond ordinary people.

In the center of the God Realm, in the huge palace with blurred light and shadow, the five supreme gods quietly watched the live broadcast of Tang San before and after he became a god.

The God of Destruction glanced at God Shura with a slightly strange expression, "This is the successor you selected before? What do you think he can detect?"

"..."

God Shura did not speak, his face looked a little ugly.

A month later, the soul master legion from Wuhun Palace arrived outside Tiandou City.

However, the strange thing is that despite the fact that there is no danger to defend and the Qibao Glazed Sect's mountain gate is constraining them in the suburbs, the Tiandou royal family is as stable as Mount Tai and has no intention of surrendering.

On the contrary, the more powerful Xingluo Empire had already been included in the territory of the Spirit Empire half a month ago.

As Zhu Zhuqing said, the high-ranking dignitaries of the Star Luo Empire have many thoughts and are very disunited.

It is absolutely impossible for them to bet their entire family's wealth and life to obtain a result that is almost impossible to succeed. It is a completely uncost-effective choice.

The structure of the Star Luo Empire is completely different from that of the Tiandou Empire.

The senior management there have long been accustomed to fighting with each other. Ups and downs are normal, and everything is based on strength.

Even the powerful Dai family of the White Tigers did not always sit firmly on the throne of the royal family.

As for the Tiandou Empire, in addition to their stable royal status, most of their confidence still comes from the newly appointed imperial prince.

This is an extraordinary world after all.

The role of the strong is far beyond that of ordinary armies.

Those top-level strongmen at the Titled Douluo level are even more comparable to natural fortresses.

And above the Titled Douluo, there are also gods, and the power of one person can rival a country!

Now in Tiandou City, there is a god sitting in charge - "Rakshasa King" Tang San.

To be honest, when Su Cheng heard this name just now, he almost laughed.

It's better to call him King Lan Hao.

I don't know what the previous Rakshasa God with a perverse temperament would think when he learned that his successor was called "Rakshasa King".

Standing alone and proudly on the top of Tiandou City, Tang San, covered in purple-black hideous armor, stared at the tall woman with flying blonde hair at the front of the opposite army. The evil light in his eyes flashed continuously, and his malicious aura suddenly increased several times.

How could he forget this woman!

If we rank the enemies in Tang San's heart, Su Cheng must be one of the biggest enemies, and he is the inner demon that he hates extremely.

But in terms of hatred, Su Cheng is actually ranked third at most.

Above him, the second is the "traitor" Zhu Zhuqing who deceived his feelings.

As for the first guy, it is undoubtedly Qian Renxue.

Over the years, the scene of Xiao Wu's death is like an indelible nightmare, lingering in his heart day and night, tormenting him all the time, and almost becoming the deepest obsession in his heart.

Even, that shadow is no longer Xiao Wu herself, but has turned into a symbol, a brand, deeply engraved into the bones.

The hardship during training, the hardships during training, and even the pain of evil spirit erosion, are not as deep as this mark.

Today, he can complete his revenge.

Tang San raised his arm, pointed at Qian Renxue with the huge magic sickle in his hand, and shouted: "Qian Renxue, do you dare to come out and fight me!"

The reason for saying this is that he can feel that the opponent's strength is not weak, which brings him a vague threat.

If the opponent does not talk about martial ethics, directly gathers many titled Douluo, and then calls Bibi Dong and others to besiege, I am afraid that I, who has just been promoted to the god level, may not be able to win, so I thought of the method of verbal coercion.

I think with the pride of the strong, the opponent has absolutely no reason to refuse his initiative to fight.

In the rear army, Su Cheng, who successfully took the Shura Demon Sword, silently watched Tang San, who was in high spirits on the top of the city, and felt a little disappointed.

Although he did not regard Tang San as an opponent, he still felt disappointed, or a sense of gap.

In his opinion, whether Tang San was a pawn of the God King, a spirit master with excellent martial spirit aptitude, or even a disciple of the Tang Sect in his previous life, since he could steal the Xuantian Treasure Record from the inner sect as an outer sect disciple and reproduce the glory of top-level hidden weapons, he could always make some other achievements that truly belonged to him.

However, the expected scene did not happen.

He even fell into the crooked path of only pursuing power.

Su Cheng could see that Tang San's aura was extremely false and impetuous, and he was simply strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Even though he had become a god, his real combat power might not even catch up with Tang Chen at his peak.

Thinking this in her heart, Qian Renxue had already made a move.

She was not the type to rely on others, and since Tang San said so, she would just fulfill his wish.

Anyway, so many people in the Haotian Sect had died, and it didn't matter if one or two more died.

Moreover, Qian Renxue was already in a bad mood at the moment.

She was in charge of the war on the side of the Heaven Dou Empire, and the speed of advancement was not slow, but Zhu Zhuqing was too fast, which resulted in her falling behind for half a month.

She didn't even pay attention to Tang San's words about leaving here to fight alone.

Her eyes instantly ignited with blazing white flames.

The huge wings behind her opened, as if made of pure beams of light, dazzling and dazzling.

"..."

The moment he met those blazing white eyes, Tang San's heart instantly fell to the bottom of the valley, and the messy thoughts disappeared instantly.

All that was left was the fear of being shrouded in the shadow of death.

In those eyes, there was clearly a heat burning that was enough to evaporate the divine body, but it made his whole body cold, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

There has never been a moment that made him feel so close to death, and even speaking became a luxury.

This is the absolute suppression of attributes!

It is far more exaggerated than the suppression of the Asura power on the Rakshasa power.

Under the scorching sun, the mortal world is like a shadow.

No dark filth can escape the washing of this light.

Moreover, there is an absolute power gap between the second-level god and the first-level third-level god.

"Swish-"

There is no extra movement, and even the white light and shadow can't be seen waving or drawing a sword.

Only the brilliant light column flashed by.

The next moment, a corner of the towering city head disappeared out of thin air.

In the burning white flames, there was only a group of human-shaped shadows twisting and resisting in the firelight, seeming to be wailing silently and struggling in vain.

However, what level of power is the real blazing sun fire.

Even Su Cheng suffered a great loss in this energy and almost died.

What’s more, Qian Renxue’s power is now more harmonious and perfect, and the attacks she launched are more pure and concentrated. Tang San has no way to break free, and he can’t even make a sound.

The purple-black smoke was instantly evaporated by the flames.

The figure in the center of the light ball, after a few breaths of powerless resistance, gradually became narrower and smaller, and then turned into a shadow...

As the flames disappeared, everything also disappeared, leaving no trace.