Transform into a Dragon

The army of nightwalkers is approaching, shoulder to shoulder, and the momentum is overwhelming.

The black human dragon stretched from the ground all the way to the sky, far beyond the edge of sight.

If the Taiyin Star Lord had not added a caveat to the shortcut spell, "Except for the immortals of the Taiyin Palace, the Suanni of the Dragon King Palace, and the Pulao, who can pass in both directions, the rest are only for returning to heaven," I'm afraid the Family Love Group would have sent more thugs to the earth.

"I didn't expect that the number of people in the Aijia Army is far beyond our imagination!" Mrs. Ford stomped her feet in anger. Wan Taian, who was still full of energy a second ago, was now in a state of half-giving up. He was whipping the battle top given by Marshal Zhongtan and wanted to rush up and give him a few hot slaps.

Marshal Zhongtan also took out several different kinds of beyblades from his sleeve pockets, trouser pockets, and tiger-skin sacks, and threw them on the ground to make them circle.

"Don't be anxious, don't panic, don't be afraid. Most of these people are the spiritual bodies of several martial gods with some cultivation, or a bunch of insignificant, nameless, junior immortals. Even if Brother Langhua lets them do it alone, they can handle it with ease."

Hearing his idol's praise, Master Langhua felt as if he had taken a tonic. His health bar was immediately restored to full, and he asked to be the vanguard to lead the way.

The Marshal of the Central Altar responded with a "yes," and True Lord Langhua rose with his fists clasped. He suddenly remembered that his spear had been burned by the meteorite's blazing flames, turning it into a dull, dog-beating stick. Unversed in stick and cudgel techniques, he could only fight with his bare hands.

Marshal Zhongtan threw the flaming spear at him.

"You have no weapon, so use this first. I will ask my master for a usable one for you later. Remember to prepare the money first." True Lord Langhua took it with great joy. After the battle, he would rub it a few more times before returning it. Hu Ziyu looked up at the sky and murmured in amazement: "So many Mr. Fanze!" Could it be that all these people were sent by the Aijia in heaven to take his head?

If we infer the influence of supporters of the Diversity Party and the Love of the Family Party based on the results of the same-sex marriage referendum held in City A two years ago, the Love of the Family Party has a two-to-one advantage in terms of numbers. However, this only applies to the land where he was born.

If it were the heaven filled with ancient immortals and gods, gays and lesbians might be rare species that appear once in a hundred years.

Judging from the clothing, accessories and weapons of the people who came, Ao Botong guessed that the leaders were all members of the Dragon and Wolf tribes sent by Ya Zi. He simply stayed in front of Hu Ziyu, thinking that they would never come forward to make things difficult for him.

On the side, Liang Yanqi, Bai Yuzhan, and the four masters formed a circle, encircling the Rainbow Flower Fairy and the Twelve Golden Hairpins, who had low combat power.

Bai Yuzhan angrily said, "Even though these people are deeply afraid of their identities being exposed, they still insist on breaking the law. They don't hesitate to cover up their celestial appearances, covering their entire bodies until only their eyes are visible. Are they really that audacious, or are they just as cowardly as a bean?"

"Selectively brave." Liang Yanqi replied while refilling the ten empty magazines of the M16 police rifle with mana bullets.

Ao Bo said: "Our magic power has been mostly restored. It won't be difficult for us to fight our way back to the Moon Palace.

Their only target is Ziyu. Marshal, please drive the fire wheel and escort Ziyu back to the Queen Mother of the Moon. Before the Marshal of Zhongtan could agree, Wan Taian rushed in and said, "Alright, Bunny, please don't let our deaths be in vain!"

"You won't die, trash!" If Mrs. Ford hadn't given her own mount a falling elbow strike first, Liang Yanqi would have wanted to hit Wan Taian on the head with the butt of his gun.

The Marshal of Zhongtan stood in front of everyone, so the enemy did not dare to cross the line and only focused on fighting with the brave True Lord Langhua in front of the formation.

The marshal frowned, turned his neck, waved his hands and thought for a long time, until True Lord Langhua could no longer hold on and retreated to where everyone was.

"Got it! I got it!" Marshal Zhongtan clapped his hands and shouted, "If it's just a split spirit, the power will definitely not be enough, but I have three heads and six arms! Why not cut it in half!" Before he finished speaking, Marshal Zhongtan waved his hand and summoned the fairy air.

There was only one tall and straight figure among the crowd, with two other heads appearing in the midst of colorful clouds, and an arm growing out of each of the left and right clavicles, shoulder blades and armpits.

"Get into combat stance, everyone be careful!" shouted an Aijia leader who led the troops. There was a wolf pattern embroidered on his armband, and he was obviously a member of the Yazimu family.

Everyone originally thought that Marshal Zhongtan's "transformation" spell was limited to this, but they never expected that the light and shadow would split into two, becoming two one-legged nameless monsters.

Not only his human body, but even his personal magical instruments and treasures - the gold bricks, the Qiankun Circle, the Yin-Yang Swords - were all split into two halves and held in his six hands respectively. The fire wheel was also split into two halves, becoming a single-legged unicycle.

After the clouds covering his body dissipated, Hu Ziyu noticed that as his magic power and martial arts power were consumed, the appearance of Marshal Zhongtan had aged a bit. At first, he was a teenager of learning age, then he was a young man of twenty years old, and now he has become a handsome young man with dignified appearance and radiant spirit.

However, these adjectives of praise are only valid if we ignore the fact that he transformed into three heads and six arms and then split into two halves.

If the middle crack is not covered by light spots and clouds, bones, internal organs, blood vessels, nerves or other shocking images may be exposed.

"I am right-handed, and I think the enemies in the sky will be harder to fight, so I will let the right half go up to support; as for the left half, I will leave it to you guys to dispatch." The right half of the Zhongtan Marshal frowned and nodded at Hu Ziyu. "Okay, little rabbit, you come up!" Hu Ziyu was shocked, go up...how to get up

Marshal Zhongtan had something in his six hands, and the wheels he was standing on were not pedals with cushions. Could it be that he had to hold his vest tightly with his hands and feet like a koala?

It's too ugly, and it's not just ugly.

"No, everyone is in danger to help me tonight. There is no reason for the leader to run away first and leave his friends who are willing to stand by him to take risks on the front line." Hu Ziyu said.

The right-hand Marshal of the Central Altar snorted, "If only that rabble had half as much courage as you. Anyway, the assassin's layout in the Moon Palace might be even more elaborate and unpredictable. Going up now won't be safe. Just do what you want, and don't push yourself."

"Yes!" Hu Ziyu agreed, but a bold and evil breakthrough method suddenly emerged in his mind.

If Ling Hong was at the scene, he would definitely reply immediately, "You have bold ideas, so I have a bad premonition." The right half of the Zhongtan Marshal leaped up from the ground, his wheel was thirty-six feet high, and the Yin-Yang Right Sword was quickly unsheathed. In a flash of white light, dozens of men in black were immediately separated from their heads and bodies.

Human heads and bodies fell in all directions like a group of trees being torn apart by a chainsaw.

"Kill it, kill it, it's a satisfying experience! I can understand why Old Sun caused such a riot in the Heavenly Palace back then." The right half of the Zhongtan Marshal became more and more frantic as the battle went on, swinging his sword faster and faster. "I'll clear the way for you! No need to thank me too much, haha!" "Wait, is this okay? There are corpses everywhere..."

Hu Ziyu felt a little headache.

He had hoped to publicize his plan, hoping to minimize the bloodshed and loss of merit, but this "senior child god" was not only completely uncontrollable but also a complete sadistic berserker. Hu Ziyu refrained from killing for fear of his merit points plummeting. It seemed that the elderly immortals and gods completely disregarded the celestial rewards and punishments, plundering and arson to their own whims.

"Don't worry, I have to report and register when I come to the mortal world. The length of stay, reason, etc. must be written clearly. These are all my clones!" The one who spoke this time was the Marshal of the Central Altar on the left half of the body.

Although divided into two, the two still share the same brain, the same vocal organs, and the same nervous system. Thinking and action seem separate at first glance, but in fact they operate synchronously and synchronously.

In order to prevent this action from violating the "Regulations on the Manifestation of Spirits in the Three Realms", Linghong had already registered everyone.

As expected, Hu Ziyu and the other immortals would only send their spirits down to the mortal world, but they were afraid that if something unexpected happened, the spirits would be scattered, and then the original body would have to go out in person.

The Marshal of the Central Altar on the right was beheading people while stepping on the shoulders of the men in black and marching towards the sky.

Gradually, his figure became smaller and smaller, disappearing behind the sky. The left half of him that remained on the ground pulled out the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, absorbing all the broken branches and stumps of the black-clothed men. Occasionally, he would raise his sword and chop away at the few villains who tried to approach Hu Ziyu and his group.

True Lord Langhua took advantage of the fact that most of the men in black began to flee in all directions and gradually retreated back to Hu Ziyu's side.

After a while, the Marshal of the Central Altar on the left side suddenly stopped moving.

"Wait, it doesn't feel right..." True Lord Langhua tilted his head and asked, "Why do you say it doesn't feel right?" "Most of the guys obviously sent their clones down, and they will be destroyed once killed, and no essence will be released after being beheaded; the strange thing is that some guys look very much like the real body when they are chopped, although there is no essence, a fleeting light spot will be sprayed out..." If it is the real body that is killed, even if the behavior is for self-defense or emergency refuge, it is inevitable that they must accept subsequent investigation, trial, and punishment.

"No Essence? Then it's probably not me..." Madam Ford lowered her eyes in thought. Immortals without Essence were incredibly rare, though the Central Altar Marshal himself was an exception.

As a living being made from the lotus under the Buddha's seat and a mix of rare magic weapons, activities and practice,

He had never relied on essence, but other immortals and gods didn't. "What about the merit points? Killing someone will reduce the merit points!" Langhua Zhenjun shouted.

Ao Botong answered quickly: "Merit value is a backward indicator. Although the Lingxiao Palace Merit Committee and the City God Palace Recording Office have many electric eyes, there are still many blind spots. If they encounter specific people or things, the laws will automatically turn!" "What should we do? Are we going to join the killing later?" Wan Taian, who had been depressed enough, finally stood up.

His pockets were stuffed with Yo-kai watches and Beyblades given to him by the marshal, and in his hands he held a bucket of nostalgic snacks with mixed flavors.

"What are you doing with this?" Mrs. Ford flicked his earlobe. "Aren't there enough snacks in our Ford Palace?"

"This is different!" Wan Taian put a handful of mini chocolate puffs into his mouth.

Hu Ziyu had neither the mood nor the time to deal with the bickering master and servant. He summoned the PAD and stylus again, and used the hotkey to open the Marriage Book APP in giant projection mode.

"Zi Yu" Ao Botong, Langhua Zhenjun, Liang Yanqi and others were all stunned, and the army of men in black were also dumbfounded.

"Everyone, from now on we should not rely on killing, but rely solely on the advantages of diverse groups and technical breakthroughs. In the past few days, I have fully understood the functions and shortcuts of the marriage book, and now there are piles of targets for me to test the results of actual operations." Hu Ziyu raised the stylus and was about to ask Mrs. Ford to speak on his behalf, but Ao Botong asked him to wait for a few seconds.

He quickly took out the energy-saving portable wearable loudspeaker developed by his fourth brother Pulao from the storage app. The size and weight were as light as a pin, and he pinned it on the collar of Hu Ziyu.

"Zi Yu, I know you want to launch a trial version." Ao Botong lowered his voice and said, "But I'm afraid they won't believe it, or even if they do, they won't be afraid, and even if they are afraid, they won't back out."

Hu Ziyu smiled slyly. "That shouldn't be the case. I've seen too many followers of the Love of Family Alliance. They'd rather lie on the railroad tracks, have their heads blown a thousand times by fire, be chased and bitten by zombies, or be blasted to pieces by nuclear bombs than become one of us." Turning around, he winked at the Twelve Golden Hairpins and the others, telepathically communicating.

Good sisters, please accompany me to put on a good show.

The "one-click input" function is one of the masterpieces of the Lingxiao Palace Information Department since the implementation of paperless official documents in the heavenly realm. It not only saves manpower for typing documents and streamlines redundant and complicated administrative work, but also allows more time to relax and take a nap.

Hu Ziyu raised his right hand, and the names and age information of all the men in black present, whether they were the real ones or their clones, were all ticked out by the stylus.

Although he once questioned whether it was a bad thing for Lord Rabbit, a minor god in charge of marriage, to be so familiar with his clients' personal information, he thought it was a bad thing for Lord Rabbit to be so familiar with his clients' personal information.

Jinzhi and Yinye held up the PADs and filmed from different angles, one taking long shots and the other taking close shots. Zhucui and Yuchan threw the PADs high up and activated the drone mode.

After returning, they will add voice and subtitles and broadcast it on the advertising wall on Xianjing Street for three days and three nights.

The names and personal resumes of the night marching army were all transformed into words and hung high in the night sky. The faces under their veils turned from red to blue, and then from blue to purple.

"Mr. Hu, don't go too far!" The young man with a wolf emblem embroidered on his arm shouted, "You are perverted, disgusting and shameless yourself, don't make others as perverted, disgusting and shameless as yourselves!" Hu Ziyu couldn't help laughing. He had heard too many insults and curses from the Family Love Group, including those calling them grass mud, driving antelopes, and animal ancestors.

In comparison, words like "pervert" and "disgusting" seem too childish. It would be better to call him androgynous, sissy, etc., which would be more hurtful.

"Captain, your name is Wanyan Yueya, right? What a very childish name..." Mini Mike faithfully and perfectly amplified Hu Ziyu's voice, even his murmurs and whispers.

"I've long admired Palace Master Ya Zi, and therefore applied to join the Lang Family Self-Defense Force." Wanyan Yueya's name was a pale purple-red, neither the purple of number 1 nor the pink of number 0, suggesting she possessed a personality that varied depending on the individual. "After joining the team, any compliment from Ya Zi, even just a 'good' or 'okay,' would fill me with joy." Hu Ziyu feigned contemplation, then raised his voice, "It's decided! You will be with your master!"

Ao Botong laughed and clapped his hands in celebration: "Very good! Brother Wanyan, when you and Brother Wang hold your wedding banquet, don't forget to send the invitation. I will definitely give you two jars of the best girl's red wine and a gift of 120,000 taels of Tianbi!" Turning his head, Ao Botong reported Yazi's age to Hu Ziyu so that he could record it in the marriage book.

Back then, in the Wolf Tribe's self-organized defense team, everyone admired Ya Zi's handsome appearance and might. They either wanted to be a man like Ya Zi, or they wanted to be Ya Zi's man.

With Hu Ziyu's current authority, he could pay ten taels of Tianbi to unlock Wanyan Yueya's life events, including her love affairs. If necessary, he would take them out of context and publicize them as a warning to others.

"You...you!" Wanyan Yue gritted her teeth, and the fingertips pointing at Hu Ziyu's nose trembled.

"Write if you dare! Write quickly!"

Chunxiang and Xialian added fuel to the fire: "Oh, he's wavering! The junior supervisor has fallen in love with the senior boss. He's pretending to be straight. He's really gay!" Wanyan Yueya was so angry that her head was dizzy and she spoke incoherently: "Write it! Write it all! Write it all! I want to see a river of blood!" "I will follow your instructions."

Hu Ziyu said: "Who will come next?" In addition to the fire-fighting team, there must also be several fire-fighting teams to increase the credibility of the drama.

The two old ladies, Hongmei and Zilan, rushed up from both sides, smeared saliva on the corners of their eyes to pretend tears, and cried: "Master, don't, it will reduce the merits!" "Don't repeat the mistakes of Lord Tianbao!" Hearing the name of Hu Tianbao, Hu Ziyu was slightly startled, but immediately came back to his senses and said seriously: "In order to promote our beliefs, defend diverse values, and protect pure true love, it is my responsibility. I am willing to lead by example and be a role model for future generations!" After one-click input, it was followed by "one-click matching".

One-click matching is a feature developed in the past when Yue Lao Temple's business exploded for no apparent reason. The reason is said to be that the leader of an emerging Asian religion volunteered to act as an agent for the God of Love business, matching unmarried believers of marriageable age and holding group weddings.

The chosen bride and groom most likely do not know each other, and on the first day they will enter the family hand in hand.

Later, the Marriage Book app launched an LGBT-only version, copying most of its functions and only removing the part that communicates with the important department headed by the Goddess of Birth.

The names of the men in black are mostly purple, or purple-red like Wanyan Yueya's. The pink ones can be counted on five fingers and some are still left.

If you take a closer look at the wealth and resumes of these people, you will find that they are either acquired family-loving people who were forced to straighten out their ideals by their relatives and friends, or they are unaware of their own inner desires and pretend to be strong, disguising themselves as boys with a girly heart.

However, this purple sky...can it be paired with one click? Well, let's just give it a try.

With a stroke of his pen, Hu Ziyu arranged the names of all the couples in pairs, except for Wanyan Yueya who was already taken, neatly side by side in the marriage book. In the lower right corner of each couple, there were star ratings such as compatibility, compatibility, sweetness, and durability.

"So many 'strong' CPs!" Liang Yanqi couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Some of the Twelve Golden Hairpins who were into this kind of sex also praised it highly.

"Hurry up and stop him before he is sent out!" shouted the two black-clad deputy generals on both sides of Wanyan Yueya.

One of them held a spear, and the other transformed into a wolf, trying to snatch the rose gold PAD from Hu Ziyu.

The deputy general gave the order and hundreds of people in black rushed forward.

Some people risked their lives to charge at the blade of the Yin-Yang Left Sword; some wolf-shaped clones opened their mouths and bit, gnawing on the half of the Qiankun Circle as if it were a half donut, and refused to let go even with a mouth full of broken teeth; some people jumped and pounced like grabbing a rebound, trying to intercept the half of the gold brick that was sweeping across the sky... All of them fought desperately to block the killer move of the three arms of the Zhongtan Marshal.

Hu Ziyu adjusted the PAD to hidden mode, but the materialized scroll of the marriage book was still hanging high in the night sky.

He had considered mixing up the real with the fake and actually giving away one or two pairs. Even if his merits were diminished, he would not incur resentment like Hu Tianbao did, and would not shake his foundation as a celestial being.

Wait... As soon as he thought of Hu Tianbao, a lot of noise would quickly fill his mind, making him unable to help but fall into the quagmire of reasoning the truth.

Combining what Ling Hong had said to the Marshal before and what the Love of the Family group had done in the past few hours, Hu Ziyu could only roughly outline a situation - whoever sat in this position today would be in big trouble. The Love of the Family people would smear, dig holes, frame, and use all kinds of means to attack Chuzheng, trying to uproot the leaders and forces of the diverse camp.

Hu Tianbao has been on the run for about a season, and these guys have taken advantage of this opportunity to build up their forces and eliminate the new Rabbit God and his followers before he is fully grown.

Fortunately, Hu Tianbao chose him as his successor. If it was Hu Zilin or that frail, fair-skinned, nerdy nephew, it would be strange if he was not killed by these people.

"You bunch of damn bastards, even if I'm just an underage cute rabbit, I'm a carnivorous species..." With his anger rising sharply, the ball of magic power in Hu Ziyu's palm instantly condensed into shape.

With the first strike of his right palm, he hit the face of the guy who was still holding on to the hilt of the sword even though the Yin-Yang Left Sword pierced through his chest; with the second ball thrown, it directly hit the chest and abdomen of the wolf. The two clones exploded and scattered into nanodust smaller than the stardust of the galaxy.

"Oh, little rabbit, not bad!" Marshal Zhongtan, with all three hands holding Dong, couldn't clap, so he used the blade of his sword to strike the half of the Qiankun Circle instead. "Don't be so presumptuous!" Ao Botong was also very angry.

He used both hands to quickly perform a transformation spell. Although it was the same transformation spell, the form and ability were different from before.

Transform into a Dragon

A giant reddish-brown dragon with a length of one hundred meters rushed into the sky. With a sweep of its tail, several men in black were caught off guard and their spirits scattered instantly. It shook its head and spit out flames, returning all the Phoenix flames that it had absorbed into its stomach earlier.