Amnesiac Long Aotian's Cannon Fodder Master [Transmigration Book]

"The previous Demon Lords were too powerful. Unless their souls were scattered, their souls would be forcibly recalled to the Demon Lord Hall in the ruins after death, and they could no longer leave. What happened to the previous Demon Lord? He really didn't die?" The disciple exclaimed.

"No, it's impossible. Qianzun's soul lamp has been extinguished, and his soul is no longer in this world. After he blew himself up, his penis was indeed gone. It is impossible to be alive."

"Maybe something happened, or Qian Zun escaped death by means we don't know?"

Everyone chatted and discussed.

Ji Wuren was at a loss for a moment at the beginning, but soon he thought seriously, Ji Zongqian was indeed dead, otherwise the magic pattern would not have appeared on him, but maybe he had other unknown means to avoid it. Another possibility for the summoning of the demon ruins is that Ji Zonggan has lost his soul...

His cheeks tightened slightly. The master said that his father was killed by others. He must find out the truth. Those elders and those who participated in framing his father, he will make them pay the price one by one!

Wen Lin knocked on the epee, covering all the voices. He looked around and said, "Don't discuss it anymore. No matter what happened to Qian Zun, whether it is life or death, we should fulfill our purpose of coming here. Your Majesty asks for the pattern, if anyone of us can obtain the magic pattern, then we have completed our mission, if not..."

He paused, "Then go back and report this matter to the elders, and you should immediately send someone to find Qian Zun and verify his life and death."

Quan Pu's eyes flickered, and he smiled evilly: "Brother Wen is right, if Hua Mowen chooses you, it would be even better, wouldn't it?"

Wen Lin: "No matter who it is, as long as the magic pattern appears in the world, it is a good thing. The appearance of the demon king can stabilize the demon clan. But I don't want you to get the magic pattern. You are narrow-minded, and you will get revenge. If the magic pattern chooses Without you, I would think it blind."

But Quan Pu didn't mind: "Brother Wen is really straightforward, aren't you afraid that I will target you in the future?"

Wen Lin snorted coldly, with disdain clearly written on his face.

Lin Qingheng also followed in quietly, and couldn't help laughing when she heard Wen Lin's words, and said after cutting off the magic energy sent to the little conch: "This Wen Lin is a proud person, and he will say what he says, and he will never lie and make enemies. , but he is so powerful that others can't stand him, this man has a miserable end, no matter how strong he is against the previous hero, it's useless, but now he can be drawn over."

Wen Lin is not like Moxiu in people's impression, he is very just, he often draws his sword to help when encountering injustice, and has had many conflicts with the male protagonist in the book, Ji Wuren admired him a little at first, but later he became more blackened, and no longer He could listen to the persuasion, and finally killed Wen Lin with the killer.

Lin Qingheng watched them prepare to ask for tattoos, and searched again, but did not find the statue of Ji Zonggan, so he asked the system: "Has the line of Ji Zonggan changed? I remember that he was not mentioned much in the book."

System answer: [Yes, this has been fixed as a BUG. As for others, please continue to follow up with the host. ]

"Okay, okay, it's okay not to follow, Ji Zonggan is Wu Ren's father, even if I don't care, he won't care."

In the grand hall, a dozen or so young magicians set up a special pattern-seeking formation. This formation is of the same origin as the special exercise method they used to open the door just now, and they are all patterns of pattern-seeking found in ancient books.

Their strength has been obtained when they entered the door, and then they told the sleeping Demon Lords through a special formation, and asked them for tattoos.

"Who will come first?" Quan Pu asked, crossing his arms.

Everyone was silent for a while, and then a magic cultivator stepped forward, "I'll come first, I'm at the bottom, and I know that I might not be remembered by the lords, so let's try it first, so that everyone can see the situation." .”

He walked into the middle of the formation, and a faint light radiated from the formation under his feet, enveloping his whole body in it. Moxiu looked up at the tall statue of Mozun, and meditated devoutly.

After a while, a statue with its bow raised to the sky suddenly moved, and everyone stared at him closely. The Demon Lord slowly walked up to the demon disciple, stretched out his hand, and the disciple trembled and stepped back. After a few steps out of the formation, he fell directly to the ground.

The Demon Lord then turned around and changed his position, leaning against a boulder to wipe his bow, without even saying a word.

The disciple was drenched in sweat, and it took a while before someone stepped forward to help him up: "Are you all right, how do you feel?"

The disciple suddenly shook his head: "It's okay, I, I didn't succeed."

Then, people came forward to ask for tattoos one after another, and the moved statues seemed to come back to life, but none of them succeeded.

The atmosphere was a bit stagnant, gradually only Quan Pu, Wen Lin and Ji Wuren were left.

Quanpu Diaoerlang leaned aside and said, "Go first, I'll be the finale."

Wen Lin got angry when he saw his disrespectful appearance, but it was not easy to quarrel with him in this solemn demon hall, so he glanced at him coldly, and said to Ji Wuren: "Brother Ji, let me first up."

Ji Wuren nodded.

However, even Wen Lin failed to seek success.The Demon Venerable who came up admired him very much, and he actually spoke, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are not bad, very good, you will definitely be able to cultivate great power if you practice in the future, but I don't know why you asked for tattoos. Did it reach the Demon Lord? I can feel it, right here in the Demon Lord's palace."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, not only because of what he said, but also because of the meaning of his words.

Wen Lin paused, and immediately asked: "My lord, on whose body are the demonic patterns on, and why are they not visible?"

The demon master stroked his beard, closed his eyes and sensed: "Hey, it's strange, the magic pattern has been suppressed, I'm not fully awake now, the induction is not very clear, let him try it."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."

The Demon Lord nodded, turned around and returned to his seat, as if he was not interested in anything, looking down at the chessboard in front of him in thought.

Wen Lin turned to look at Ji Wuren, frowned and asked, "The magic pattern is on your body? What does it mean to be suppressed?"

Others also looked at Ji Wuren in surprise, "No way, if he has magic patterns, wouldn't the elders and the palace master know about them? And is there anyone who can suppress the magic patterns?"

It was impossible for Ji Wuren to tell them that it was because Lin Qingheng planned to kill the clone of the Great Elder. He looked around the hall calmly. The master said that other elders and the palace master might already be in this hall.

Ji Wuren took a step forward and stepped into the formation: "Whether it's on me or not, you'll know if you try it."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ji Wuren, a warm white light glowed on his body, which softened that face a lot, he was tall and straight, and his appearance was extremely outstanding, when he slightly raised his head and looked firmly ahead , making people feel that he has an extraordinary temperament.

Lin Qingheng stared at him nervously, wondering if he could successfully unlock the restriction of the magic patterns...

A demon with a spear in his hand stood up and slowly walked towards Ji Wuren. Everyone was shocked. This demon is a famous war god in the history of the demon world, and he is very powerful.

The Zhan Zun stood a few steps in front of Ji Wuren, and bent slightly.

Lin Qingheng frowned, inexplicably feeling something was wrong.

At this moment, Zhan Zun suddenly raised his spear and stabbed at Ji Wuren. After the sonic boom, a deafening impact sounded, and the violent fluctuations spread. Everyone stepped back, and the barrier that was propped up instantly shattered , The impact sound echoed in the hall for a long time.

Everyone was taken aback, how could Mozun hurt people?

Of all the people present, if they had been prepared in advance, it is estimated that there were not two who could avoid this blow, not to mention that they were completely defenseless!

Ji Wuren only took two steps back, and suddenly raised his head, a familiar figure stood in front of him, holding the spear with a thin long sword in his hand.

"Master!"

Lin Qingheng's arm trembled slightly, this time, even he could hardly stop it, but fortunately, he kept his eyes open and was always on guard against the Great Elder, paying attention to the movement around Ji Wuren, so he just happened to catch up.

"Stand back, this person is definitely not Zhan Zun."

"Lin Qingheng? Why did he appear here!"

There is a limit to the magic pattern, and it cannot be obtained by the stronger people, so those elders did not come in, but if a powerful person forcibly enters the ruins and makes a big move in the ruins, it is easy to cause turmoil in the ruins .

"What happened? Why isn't he Zhan Zun?" Wen Lin wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Lin Qingheng.

"You are not his opponent, be careful, there are still people coming in."

As soon as the words fell, the characteristic high-pitched voice of the Lord of Demonic Desire rang out: "Jie Jie Jie, I think you should obediently tie your hands and tie them up, so that we can let you stay in this ruin with all your hair and tail to become a ruin." a part of."

He threw a person on the ground with his hands, and with a "bang", Lin Qingheng saw that it was a subordinate he brought in, who was dying.

"Master of Demon Desire? What are you doing?"

"This Lin Qingheng and Ji Wuren are in collusion with each other, and their intentions are wrong. Keeping them will only bring disaster to the demons. We are here to eliminate them." The outstanding disciple glanced at him, "As the strongest of the younger generation, you should learn to assess the situation, and I will leave Ji Wuren to you."

Lin Qingheng and Zhan Zun fought each other several times, the spear shook his wrist numbly, he sneered: "It's really high-sounding, I think you all know that the magic pattern is on Wuren's body, so you dare to kill people to silence Yes, everyone, it is really a misfortune for the demons to have such shameless palace masters and elders, the decline of the demons is not caused by you alone."

Jini murmured: "It's not really what I think. Some people have guessed before that the adults at the top of the demon clan don't want to condescend to the demon venerable and be suppressed by the magic pattern, so they... deliberately put Your Highness has been exiled, and now you still plan not to allow His Highness to succeed?"

Yu Qin said: "It depends on the situation. Now that the Lord of the Devil's Desire can say such a thing, it means that his face has been torn apart. I just don't know if it is the same outside. After we go out, the devil world is probably in chaos." I don't know what it looks like."

Jini's face turned pale, they had encountered a major civil turmoil!

The author has something to say: Ji Wuren: Master, long time no see! !

Lin Qingheng: Not long ago, less than a day, and don't we have headphones...

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