I’m Really Not a Big Shot - Chapter 571

[Chapter 556: Harvest the Whole Field (Part 2)]

“No, I’m not willing to give in -“

Fule raised his head and roared, resentful, his body swelled, and dense blood stains appeared on the surface of his body.

This psychic carrier finally reached its limit.

Moo! Well!

At this moment, the level 9 bull-headed void demon, with its majestic and huge body, rushed over and hit the psychic Vole.

The blue crystal light pillar above his head instantly shattered into pieces, ending the “Heaven-Bearing Spiritual Technique”.

puff! boom!

Fule’s body was violently shaken and he vomited blood, and then his seven orifices bleed. Countless cracks in his body exploded, setting off a mighty storm of blood.

“Ouch! It’s me who’s injured again, I’m quitting my job!”

The Void Demon Commander roared, and was swallowed up by the bloody storm caused by the explosion. His tyrannical Void body was almost melted, and he barely survived.

Seeing this, Luo Liang sacrificed the Void Demon Card and sent back the Void Demon Commander.

“Young boy from a foreign land! I made a mistake and missed the move.”

A hollow and indifferent voice echoed.

The dim, half-disappearing psychic light beam above casts a blue moon mirror.

In the mirror, a middle-aged man with a blue beard stood with his hands behind his back, his face stern, hinting at anger. Separated by the time and space barrier, terrifying pressure surged in.

“Lingzun Lan Jing, what do you want to say?”

Luo Liang’s face showed no surprise.

The psychic Fule he just defeated was not the real body-seizing possession of Lan Jingling.

The so-called channeling means that lower-level creatures obtain higher levels of power.

This is based on the lower level practitioner.

Therefore, Fule dominated more than half of the previous battles and games. His temperament, combat experience, and skills will affect the performance of his strength.

If it were a true spiritual master level’s conscious judgment and strength display, it would probably be much more difficult for Luo Liang to win.

“I lost to you this time. I have nothing to say. However, the [Qiankun Tower] is the immortal weapon of the ‘Piangyun Lingjun’. Please open the passage and let it be sent back to the Holy Spirit Realm.” The

blue-bearded middle-aged man He stated calmly with a calm face.

“Pian Yun Lingjun? Immortal weapon to control the spirit?”

Luo Liang looked thoughtful, his eyes flickering.

Whoosh!

The exquisite pagoda turned into the size of a palm, buzzed, and flew to the space-time swirling cloud blocked by the [Condensing Source Stone].

“I am the imperial spirit of Pian Yun Lingjun. Quickly give up the passage.”

An arrogant and powerful voice came from the [Qiankun Tower]. It was obviously the weapon spirit.

“You may not be clear, foreign boy. ‘Pianyun Lingjun’ is one of the seventy-two holy guards under the ‘Lord of the Holy Spirit’. If you offend this master, you will not be able to escape the disaster, even if you are separated by countless worlds.”

The blue-bearded middle-aged man stated his interests and harms in a cold voice.

The spirit master in the world of Yuling is equivalent to the supreme being of the universe. He has the stronger intimidation power among the heavens and can invade many interfaces at will, making people frightened.

The Lingjun is quite like the Immortal Lord in the Immortal Realm.

You know, Luo Liang’s cheap senior sister “Fairy Guanghan” is actually about as good as an immortal. Because of his Immortal Lord’s strength and high legend, he is also known as the Guanghan Immortal Lord.

That is to say.

The strength of ‘Pianyun Lingjun’ is at least at the level of Guanghan Immortal Lord, and may be more tyrannical.

And this spiritual king is just one of the seventy-two holy guards under the “Lord of the Holy Spirit”, playing a role similar to that of a personal guard.

Lan Jinglingzun was confident that when he revealed his background, Luo Liang would never dare to covet the [Qiankun Tower].

“Are you teaching me how to do things? Not to mention Pian Yun Lingjun, even if the Lord of the Holy Spirit comes in person, he would not dare to talk to me like this.”

Luo Liang was not afraid and sneered.

He stood a little farther away, and the [Yin-Yang Illuminating Heaven Realm] burst out of the sky, emitting a dark green glow of bright and dark distortion, illuminating the [Qiankun Tower].

Buzz!

[Qiankun Tower] No one is in control at this moment. Under the power of sealing the heaven and earth and suppressing yin and yang, the light soon dims and becomes silent.

“Cosmic treasure, I’ve made a lot of money this time!”

Luo Liang was overjoyed. He took the [Qiankun Pagoda] into his hand from the air, attached more than a dozen talismans to the pagoda, and threw it into the organization’s warehouse.

“How dare you—”

Lan Jinglingzun’s angry roar stopped abruptly, and the blue moon mirror where he was standing shattered.

The little squirrel controlled the [Condensing Source Stone] and completely cut off the power of the psychic. The space-time swirling cloud quickly melted into the void, like a lake with calm waves.

Lan Jinglingzun never expected that Luo Liang would dare to forcefully seize the hot potato of [Qiankun Tower] even though he knew his background and whereabouts.

[Qiankun Pagoda] That is the immortal weapon of “Pianyun Lingjun”. Even if he escapes to a foreign land with the treasure, he will be sensed by this Lingjun, and he can even calculate and accurately cross the boundary to kill him.

If not, how could “Pian Yun Lingjun” lend this thing to “Lan Jing Lingzun” with only a little benefit?

Uh-huh!

Luo Liang drew a picture of mountains and rivers from afar.

The black-winged old man, the frost dragon, and the Kun beast flew out of the mountain and river map.

“Master, what are your orders?”

The black-winged old man was respectful, his eyes swept across the ruins of the Bishui Palace, filled with green water, and he was extremely frightened.

Luo Liang actually destroyed the entire Bishui Palace and defeated the spirit master’s method of coming.

At this moment, he was afraid of this master, and those bad thoughts disappeared.

“Help clean up the battlefield. There should be a lot of collections and resources in the Bishui Palace.”

Luo Liang smiled.

“Yes, Master!”

The old man with black wings looked excited.

Phew!

He fluttered the black wings on his back, flew high into the sky, and sent out several pet beasts and a bunch of puppets to clear the battlefield and loot the entire Bishui Palace.

For those dying descendants of Bishui Palace.

The old man with black wings was merciless. He shot the white bone spurs from a distance, penetrated the corpse, and reaped the blow.

Luo Liang’s focus is on the frontal battlefield.

Centered around the pit where the Blue Sky Goddess was, there were many corpses scattered, some of them people from the Blue Water Palace, some of them Void Demons.

There are also some treasures to protect spirits.

For example, Palace Master Zhuo’s Green Water Beast, this level 9 Yuling’s huge body was covered in scars, its vitality was severely damaged, and it passed out.

The white tiger statue was torn into pieces, exuding the aura of some ancient spirit.

The gold-plated blue flag and black sarcophagus used to seal the town were not ordinary items, at least at the level of starry sky treasures, but they were all damaged to varying degrees.

These details all show how brutal the previous battle was.

“It’s sad. It’s just a wedding dress.”

Luo Liang’s eyes fell on Palace Master Zhuo’s lifeless body, which was broken into pieces and had no human shape.

If Palace Master Zhuo hadn’t been mean-spirited and caused trouble, Luo Liang would not have been provoked.

However, the ending of Palace Master Zhuo seems to be destined to be a tragedy.

Even if Luo Liang is not provoked.

He obtained the divinity of Bishuitian and prepared to control the Yuling of the goddess Bitian, but there was also the oriole of Lan Jinglingzun behind him.

No matter what choice she makes, Palace Master Zhuo is destined to be a wedding dress.

call out! Peng!

In the sky, the black-winged old man saw Luo Liang’s movements and sent out a bone spur to touch Palace Master Zhuo’s body.

Palace Master Zhuo’s body exploded, and he did not pretend to be dead. A bunch of items and parts were scattered, including a space prop hidden in his arm.

Luo Liang felt relieved and took in these items with his hand.

As the person in charge of the declining ancient Holy Land of Royal Spirits, Palace Master Zhuo’s worth far exceeds that of the average starry sky power.

The huge green water beast was in a coma. Luo Liang ignored it and just put away the broken white tiger statue and studied it when he had time.

Finish these.

Luo Liang cautiously flew towards the core of the battlefield, the huge pit.

The corpse of a noble goddess that was thousands of feet long, with ice muscles and jade bones, not even an inch of hair, but with a complete face, came into Luo Liang’s field of vision.

The goddess Bitian has a weak aura, a pair of dim eyes, some suppressed black and blue scars on her jade skin as clear as snow, and the full curves of her chest are slightly sunken.

At first glance, it seems that he has experienced a blasphemous destruction.

The truth is not too far off.

The story of a goddess of recovery who fights with three men.

However, this divine body is immortal and remains youthful forever, and its shocking scars are constantly being repaired.

The green hair that had been scattered all over the hair of the goddess Bitian before when she burst into despair has now grown new hair.

“I didn’t expect that the final winner would be you.”

Kongyou’s chant of the goddess echoed in Luo Liang’s ears, as if there were waves of water washing his soul.

The goddess Bitian’s face is flawless, holy and dignified, making people feel ashamed and want to worship her.

The pair of green divine eyes opened slightly, breathing softly, chest rising and falling, silently using the remaining divine power to stimulate the divine power to repair the body.

She adjusted her huge body to reveal more beautiful and plump curves, and her porcelain-like jade-like snow-white skin was so bright that it made people dazzle and make their mouths dry.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the goddess lifted up one of her slender thighs like snow, making the forbidden area of her abdomen looming.

There is also a mysterious fragrance of timeless nobility, emanating from the perfect and noble body of the goddess.

Luo Liang’s mouth and tongue were dry, his throat swallowed, and he tried hard to look back.

Facing this cruel and cruel goddess Bi Tian, who had repeatedly shown weakness, he did not dare to neglect her.

“Don’t work in vain! I won’t give you a chance to breathe.”

Luo Liang saw the state of the goddess’s body clearly and smiled confidently.

How could he not see that this goddess wanted to repeat her old tricks and show her weakness to her enemies? She even endured the humiliation and even tried to seduce him with her beautiful divine body.

“Junior, if the winner is you, this will be the best result.”

The noble face of the goddess Bitian showed a dignified and gentle smile.

“Why is this?”

Luo Liang took his time and made a stroke with one hand, and pictures of mountains and rivers and ancient bronze mirrors flew over.

“You can’t kill my immortal divine body.”

On the jade-like skin of the Sky Goddess, the divine lines are lightly outlined, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura.

Luo Liang did not deny it.

He really couldn’t kill the goddess Bitian.

“The sealing formation has been destroyed. [Qiankun Tower] is the spirit of that spirit king. You can’t use it. How can you suppress it and subdue this god?”

These are also true.

Without Lingjun’s permission, Luo Liang could not use the [Qiankun Tower].

“Perhaps, you can take advantage of this god’s current weakness to suppress it briefly. However, with your true cultivation as a level 6 spirit master, even if you master the method, you cannot turn me into a spirit master.”

Goddess Bitian smiled with a smile on her face .

Undiminished, there is a condescending coolness and calmness, rather than a down and out loser.

“You can’t kill me, and you can’t completely seal off the town and surrender. Once I regain some of my power, I can crush this bug like you to death with just one kick.”

“Giggle… there’s no point in running away, I God has left a mark on your soul.”

At the end of the sentence, the eyes of Biyou, the goddess of the sky, showed proud sarcasm and a faint murderous intention.

Seeing the noble and confident smile of Goddess Bitian, Luo Liang couldn’t help but be startled.

“So, you are the real winner? Luo made a wedding dress for you?”

He couldn’t help but laugh.

“Isn’t it?”

I didn’t sleep last night and had a day off.

(End of chapter)