I lived two hundred years

Chapter 236
Leiden shook his head, throwing away this unrealistic thought.

Even if the Chinese practice community wanted to take action against the Western practice community, they would not choose the Dark Council.

The best way to deal with the dark parliament is to support the reformists and conservatives, triggering a war between the two sides.

It doesn't take much effort to shrink the Dark Council in half.

At that time is the best time to attack the Dark Council.

The reason why no one has ever done this is because they are afraid that they will not die if they beat a snake, so that the Dark Council will take this opportunity to complete the internal streamlining and become a terrifying force that is integrated from top to bottom.

Without enough confidence, no one will lightly start the war.

So, what is the purpose of this strange god-refining expert appearing here?

Leiden couldn't think of an answer for a while.

It's not that he couldn't think of some possibilities, but he thought of too many possibilities.

"Don't panic, my friend. You are not our target."

A familiar voice suddenly rose from the bottom of Leiden's heart, making him break out in cold sweat.

It was clearly Hades' voice.

When did this sinister guy who is good at lurking in the depths of people's hearts enter his spiritual world?
Wanting Hades' weird psychic power, Raiden felt a sense of tension on pins and needles.

You know, he is a reformer, and Hades is a member of the conservatives.

He wouldn't be surprised if Hades attacked him suddenly.

"You misunderstood me. I am a peace-loving person. I will not attack others unless necessary."

There was a smile in Hades' voice, but Raiden couldn't laugh at all.

The meaning of Hades' words is obvious, if necessary, he will definitely attack himself.

Looking at Shen Lang who had concealed his aura again, Lei Deng said helplessly: "I have already guessed what you want to do. I will not stop you. I hope you can let me go."

"Don't be nervous. Be a spectator. It will pass quickly."

Hades' voice faded away.

Leiden carefully inspected his spiritual world, but couldn't find any clues, so he couldn't help but secretly sighed.

If Hades were to get rid of Narcissus this time, the Dark Council would have nothing to restrain him.

His ability to stealthily infiltrate the hearts and minds of others will be the reformers' greatest obstacle.

"Now, I can only think about myself first."

Leiden had no choice but to stop thinking about it.

He pays attention to order, not because he is so kind and orderly, but because he believes that order can make the Dark Parliament develop and bring him greater benefits.

His fundamental purpose is profit.

If his interests are threatened, both reformers and conservatives will be his enemies.

"The design of your half-mecha is very interesting, show me its design."

Shen Lang didn't seem to be talking to an enemy at all, but like two close friends.

Igor felt that he had been fooled, and said coldly: "The design is in my storage bracelet, come and get it if you have the ability."

"Since you sincerely invite me, I will not be polite."

Shen Lang smiled slightly, reached out with one hand, shuttled through the space, and grabbed Igor's storage bracelet.

"You are a robber who deserves to go to the eighteenth floor of hell! You took away my sin cleansing skeleton, and my Ten Thousand Sins Demon Sword, and now you want to get your hands on my storage bracelet."

Eagle was furious, and the big black hand of the mech grabbed Shen Lang's wrist.

Shen Lang didn't retreat or evade, wrestling with the big hand of the mecha.

After a distance, Shen Lang didn't lose the momentum at all, but came from behind, lifted Igor upside down, and forcibly pulled his storage bracelet from his wrist.

Igor uttered a mournful and angry howl, and endless sinful aura gushed out from the sinful ring, turning into strands of black and wrapping around his body.

Under these black blessings, the half-mech armor condensed with sinful aura on his body showed regular patterns, and the rules of sin seemed to become real at this moment.

"Origin Movement? The Fist of Sin!"

The full-body mecha kept folding and changing, shed itself and merged into Eagle's giant mecha fist.

In an instant, there was no mecha on Igor's body, only a huge mecha fist.

The rules of sin were condensed into one point and hit Shen Lang head-on.

This is a "sin" that is enough to negate all things. Once it becomes real, the marked existence will be obliterated by the real world.

This is not a direct attack, but it is more terrifying than any direct attack.

Once hit, your opponent directly becomes the real world, alive to say, the representative of the real world, Heavenly Dao.

"This move is not bad, but unfortunately, if you can't hit someone, it's all in vain."

Shen Lang chuckled, and the demons and undead around him were treated as cannonballs by him, thrown out one by one, and blocked in front of Igor.

Even though Igor was unwilling to waste his power on these guys, the rules of sin in him were still consumed and weakened by these guys.

This move was so powerful that he couldn't retract it freely.

"let me help you."

Seeing that Igor was in trouble, Salaman quickly made a move and sacrificed all the undead he had summoned.

Immediately, more than half of the throwing objects that kept consuming Eagle's power were reduced.

Not only that, but Salaman also took this opportunity to release his long-awaited big move.

"Sacrifice of the undead, summoning by leaps and bounds, the lord of the undead, descend to the world! Come out! The third king of the plane of the undead, the song of death!"

"Little mortal, dare to call me. Aren't you afraid of bringing destruction to your world? Hahaha..."

With a wild laugh, a thin figure descended in the light rain of countless undead offering sacrifices.

He looks like a handsome young man with long white hair, holding a long bone sword, wearing a white shirt with a black collar and a pair of black trousers. He looks very different from an ordinary practitioner , but when you see his eyes, you will know that he is definitely not human.

The depths of those cold eyes were full of ruthlessness, full of destruction and destruction.

He is not so much an undead as a death who brings an end to all things.

"Abyssal Devil Embryo, Phantom Formation! Let you see my true strength."

Master Caesar threw away the abyssal staff in his hand, and a huge magic circle centered on it quickly took shape.

With the appearance of this magic circle, demons were attracted and blended into it.

In an instant, the magic circle took effect under the impetus of the demons.

A huge magic tire was generated out of thin air, constantly vibrating, breathing, and growing.

In just a few breaths, it has become as big as a mountain.

Immediately, the magic tire slammed open a gap.

A giant hand about as thick as six people surrounded stretched out from it, and then came the second, third, fourth...

Such a familiar scene.

Isn't this the hundred-armed monster?

Master Caesar actually reproduced it through the magic circle simulation.

The trump card that the three members of the Dark Council revealed was so strong that even Shen Lang was a little unexpected.

However, these were not the focus of Shen Lang's attention.

(End of this chapter)