Yun Zheng: “…”
This lord of the mortal world is indeed a bit pretentious, but more of him is a middle school student.
If no one said it, no one would think that the young man in purple and gold clothes in front of them was the superior who could control a secret realm. After all, his speaking style was really hard to agree with.
When the Lord heard Mu Yin's complaints, his face darkened slightly. "How dare you say I'm showing off? You're so bold! I'll punish you right now and make sure you can't speak again!"
After he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up in the area he set up, stirring up sandstorms. The most eye-catching thing was that the sand grains turned into sharp arrows, all of which were aimed at Mu Yin, with terrifying power.
Yun Zheng's eyes narrowed. This power should be at the Heavenly God Realm stage, infinitely close to the power of a god, but it has not reached the level of a true god.
Although this lord is a bit immature, he is extremely powerful.
Not to be underestimated.
Seeing this, Mu Yin immediately summoned his double-edged sword and prepared to counterattack.
Feng Xinglan and Yan Chen also summoned their weapons and stood on both sides of Mu Yin with alert expressions to avoid any sneak attacks from the sharp arrows.
"Tsk." The Lord sneered with great contempt. He raised his hand and waved it slowly.
Boom boom boom——
At that moment, a sandstorm swept towards the four of them, accompanied by tens of thousands of sharp arrows, but the arrows were aimed at Mu Yin alone.
Swish!
Mu Yin immediately picked up the double-edged sword to defend himself. At the moment when the sharp arrow was about to hit him, he felt an endless force madly crushing his lungs. Even the hand holding the handle of the double-edged sword began to tremble, and Mu Yin retreated repeatedly.
Mu Yin's face turned pale.
Is this the power of a lord in the mortal world? !
Just as the sharp arrow pierced through Mu Yin's defense circle, Yun Zheng and the other two stood in front of Mu Yin.
Feng Xinglan swung his sword and slashed! Yan Chen controlled his cauldron and blasted out a burst of purple flames in the direction of the arrows, burning the arrows transformed from the sand grains!
Yun Zheng raised his hand and blasted out a palm print!
"Ten Thousand Foot Seal!"
A few loud bangs drove back the incoming wave of sharp arrows, but what they didn't expect was that the sand particles lingering around them gathered together again and transformed into sharp arrows, shooting continuously towards the four of them.
Yun Zheng and the other three continued to defend.
At this moment, the Lord put on an evil and arrogant smile, staring at Yun Zheng and the other three as if he was watching a show.
The Lord crossed his arms and spoke with his innate arrogance, "In my territory, the rules I set are the heaven and the earth. You outsiders are imprisoned within the heaven and earth, unable to escape from my palm."
"You will eventually become a grain of sand in this mortal world."
He seemed to be talking to himself, but suddenly paused. He stared sharply at the other three people except Yun Zheng and called out in a deep voice, "Dong Peng."
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man slowly walked out from the sandstorm.
The middle-aged man seemed to be the leader who wanted to make a deal with Feng Xinglan and the other two a few days ago. He glanced calmly at the four people who were struggling with the sandstorm, lowered his eyes to hide the gloom in his eyes, and had a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart.
He bowed his head, walked respectfully before the Lord, half-knelt and saluted, saying, "Subordinate Dong Peng greets the Lord!"
"Isn't ten days a bit too long? They all came to me today, so I'm afraid I can't keep your appointment." The Lord lowered his eyes and glared at him coldly.
When Dong Peng heard this, his heart was suddenly shocked and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.
It was discovered as expected!
The Lord sneered, "Dong Peng, I've treated you well. How could you, such a coward and incompetent piece of trash, ever think of replacing me?"
"I dare not!" Dong Peng quickly crawled on the ground, making the most humble gesture, his voice trembling with panic.
"Don't dare?"
The Lord's eyes darkened, and he suddenly raised his foot and stepped hard on Dong Peng's head.
He asked dangerously, "Huh? You can make them gods? And you want them to sacrifice their souls to you?"
Dong Peng's entire face was crushed into the sand. He looked in agony and pleaded for mercy in a startled voice, "I dare not! I don't have it!"
The Lord suddenly raised the corner of his lip and said word by word, "You eavesdropped on my conversation with others some time ago, and you coveted these three foreigners with divine blood. Do you want to obtain their souls?"
The grains of sand in the mortal world can only possess earth souls.
Only after becoming a deity do beings outside the Pure Land possess the three souls: the Heavenly Soul, the Earthly Soul, and the Human Soul. However, the situation is different for those with psammoth bodies, as they possess the Earthly Soul from the moment they are born. If the Earthly Soul is lost, they will completely disappear from the world.
Therefore, if the sand bodies want to become stronger, they naturally want to devour the souls of foreigners. However, in the mortal world, sand bodies cannot plunder the souls of foreigners without the permission of the Lord.
Then, there is only one solution left, which is to let people from outside the country voluntarily sacrifice their souls.
All of Dong Peng's thoughts were seen through by the Lord one by one.
Dong Peng turned pale with fear. The foot stepping on his head stepped even harder. With a "crack", he seemed to hear the sound of his skull breaking.
"My Lord, I know I was wrong!"
The Lord sneered, raised his hand, gathered his strength, and pulled out three pure white dream flowers from his body, his eyes fixed on the flowers for a moment.
He slowly explained, "The Dream Flower can allow those three outsiders to instantly break through to the divine realm, but the effect only lasts for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, these three outsiders will be reduced to ashes. I have to say, you are still a good liar."
"However, you are still a little naive if you want to deceive the handsome, suave, invincible, evil, mad and awesome Wu."
The Lord looked arrogant, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips. He lowered his eyes to glance at Xu Menghua and raised his eyebrows with interest.
"nice."
When Dongpeng heard this, he thought his life was saved. When he was about to beg for mercy again, a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"No——" His entire body was instantly broken into grains of sand.
The Lord remained calm upon seeing this. He bent down and smelled the fragrance of the three pure white Xumeng flowers. The scent was faint, but it made people feel intoxicated and dreamlike, as if they had experienced a fleeting climax and splendor, but in the end, it withered away.
He raised his hand and roughly crushed the petals of the three dream flowers bit by bit.
After the Dream Flower completely turned into nothingness, he raised his eyes to look at the four foreigners who were still struggling with countless grains of sand. He was a little surprised that the four of them could hold on until now.
No wonder they have the blood of gods, but now it’s his turn to inherit the blood!
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