Overthrow the system, the boss behind the scenes, don't run away

The second brother replied: "Madam, this time you did not travel through time and space, but came directly to the past 1,300 years ago. You have no identity and are just a passer-by.

Your mission is to overthrow the demon clan and kill Qisang..."

"Are you kidding?" Feng Pipi wailed.

"Is Qisang a domesticated old hen? Can I kill it whenever I want? How hilarious!

I am a small fry with no identity, no background, and no strength. Walking on the road of the immortal world where gods are as numerous as dogs and demons are everywhere, I can only keep my tail between my legs and behave myself.

It's ok for me to kill some scraps, but I think you guys want to feed Qisang, the Demon Lord who can easily change the world. "

The second brother comforted her, "Ma'am, don't underestimate yourself. You have already reached the Spiritual Transformation Realm and have found the way to practice.

The world of immortal cultivation 1,300 years ago had abundant spiritual energy, which is helpful for your practice. You can take this opportunity to make further progress in your practice.

No matter where you go, your ability is with you. Your ability is your identity, status and background, so don’t worry. ”

If these words were said by someone else, they would inevitably sound a bit sarcastic.

Feng Pipi knew that her second brother was an artificial intelligence with only IQ and EQ but no emotions, but she still felt angry.

She said, "I don't want to do this anymore. You guys can do whatever you want. I've died several times already. There's nothing to be afraid of..."

The second brother stated: "Madam, your grandfather was diagnosed with cerebral atrophy a few days ago.

Your mother and aunt were too busy to take good care of your grandfather, and your grandmother became so anxious that she fell ill.

Now the two elders have been taken to the best nursing home in the city by our group, enjoying the best medical conditions and services. Everything is fine now, ma’am, you can rest assured..."

What a good strategy of using courtesy before force! This is simply a naked threat!

Feng Pipi was so angry that she said incoherently, "You, you guys..."

The second brother recognized Feng Pipi's anger and tried to comfort her, "Ma'am, calm down. We are old now, and some old-age problems are inevitable.

You are also very clear about the family conditions of your mother and your aunt, so our group is completely helping you solve your problems..."

Feng Pipi took a deep breath and said, "Thank you and your group!"

The second brother politely replied: "You're welcome, ma'am!"

Feng Pipi felt as if there was a surge of evil fire in her body that was rushing straight to the top of her head. She had grievances but could not speak them out, so she could only work honestly as a worker.

The transmission channel was extremely bumpy, which was a disaster for Feng Pipi, who was prone to motion sickness.

She asked impatiently: "How long will it be like this? I'm going to vomit... ugh..."

The second brother said slowly: "Madam, your journey through time is a seven-day journey. You had been traveling for four days when you were unconscious, and there are still three days..."

Feng Pipi complained: "Time always passes so unexpectedly. Four days have passed! But there are still three days of boring journey. Why should I wake up?"

The second brother suggested: "Ma'am, let me read you the latest serial novel!"

Feng Pipi said mercilessly: "Shut up, I want to be quiet for a while!"

The second brother said, "Yes, ma'am."

After three long and boring days, my second brother suddenly spoke:

"The P&L system kindly reminds you that the transmission ahead is about to end. To avoid falling from a high altitude, it is recommended that you prepare to fly with your sword now..."

"...Ugh..." Feng Pipi said bluntly, "Thank you."

She used her limited physical and spiritual strength to maintain her balance. The colorful glass road was about to reach the end, and there was a dazzling white light ahead.

She asked, “Where is this?”

The second brother said: "It's still the same place. You may meet old friends. Madam, don't feel lonely..."

“…Ahhh…wuwuwu…ahhh…”

In just two sentences, Feng Pipi had already come out of the passage. She couldn't control the force of landing and the oncoming wind slapped her face.

She had just fought with the Ghost King and was reluctant to spend money to buy more spiritual power. How could she have the spiritual power to wield the sword?

Especially a sword control of this strength.

So she could only endure some physical pain.

At this time, in a jungle not far from the east coast, a woman in dark blue clothes stopped a woman in green clothes.

The two men, one strong and one weak, were on the verge of a fight, filled with murderous intent, so frightened that even birds dared not land, but neither of them was willing to start the fight first.

The man in dark blue clothes asked, "Whose girl are you? It was you who chose the palace of the Dongping Demon King yesterday?"

The woman in green said, "Junior Qingyun, I picked the Dongping Demon Palace, but I didn't expect that I would alarm the Demon Lord and he would take action personally."

It was not surprising for Qi Sang, the Supreme Being of the Demon Realm, to be recognized at a glance, as she never hid anything when she traveled between heaven and earth.

As a demon, she has the absolute power to make the whole world make way for her.

Looking at the fearless young man in front of her, Qi Sang thought of an old friend. She asked, "Is she the daughter of Qingqi God of Bailing Mountain?"

The woman called Qingyun straightened her back and said, "That's right."

Qi Sang thought for a moment and said, "I have heard that Qing Chen gave birth to two daughters, one with the surname Feng after her father and the other with the surname Qing after her mother.

Girl Feng has average talent, while girl Qing is born in the Golden Elixir realm.

Twenty years later, Feng's practice has surpassed Qing's. Qing is still unable to condense spiritual power because she is in the Dead Vein Golden Core stage.

So you have already opened up the Death Meridian?"

Qingyun replied: "Thanks to my parents' support and the blessing of God, since I was born in the Golden Core Realm, I should not fall behind others and should work hard. Fortunately, God will not let down those who work hard."

Qi Sang nodded appreciatively and said, "Well, you are young but capable and courageous. I really admire women like you.

Why don't you join my demon clan, and I will make you the Demon King of Dongping Demon Palace, how about that?"

Although Qingyun knew that she could not defeat the Demon Lord, her integrity prevented her from bowing to the devil, let alone joining the demon clan.

She said politely but unceremoniously:

"My family has been committed to slaying demons for generations. I am determined to slay all the evil demons in the world, so I will let down the Demon Lord's kindness."

Qi Sang was neither anxious nor impatient, and said patiently:

“I have heard from the people below that you have often provoked the four great demon palaces in the past ten years.

You treat yourself as a blunt knife and them as whetstones, sharpening yourself at the risk of being almost crushed to ashes.

Ten years have passed. It must have been difficult to go from the Golden Core Realm to the Spiritual Transformation Realm. You must be longing for higher, stronger, and deeper powers, right?

It’s just a pity that you were born with blocked spiritual veins, and the little spiritual veins you forcibly broke through can only support you to reach the Divine Transformation Realm on the path of cultivation.

How about this, you enter my demonic realm, practice my demonic path, and I will help you become the most powerful person in the entire cultivation world in the fastest and easiest way..."

Qingyun was completely unmoved. The Meteor Sword was holding a murderous aura in her hand. She said righteously:

“Demon Lord, you don’t have to deceive me here. Since I dare to challenge the four great demon palaces, I am not afraid of facing you.

Since I have met you today, I have no choice but to fight you. If I can win, it is probably just luck. If I lose, I will admit it!"

Qi Sang said approvingly: "Okay, I like young people like you who are courageous and sensible, so I will test your practice on behalf of your elders."

To beat a junior, Qi Sang did not intend to summon her magic weapon, the Twelve-Bone Red Dust Fan. She just waved her sleeves casually, and Qingyun was overwhelmed.

Qingyun has never been a person who gives up. She would rather be crushed by the world with great fanfare than be buried silently.

So today, either she will die at the hands of Qi Sang, or Qi Sang will be defeated by her.

The two sides were fighting fiercely when suddenly a red light descended from the sky, and then a powerful force shook the two fighters away.

Qi Sang was shocked by the sudden force and took two steps back. Then he stood firmly and looked at the unidentified flying object curiously.

Qingyun had been injured by Qisang, but he had been holding on with gritted teeth. After being shocked like this, he vomited blood. He looked a little embarrassed and looked at the red-clothed ghost on the ground with caution.