Chapter 198: One Thought of God and Devil

Hundreds of ghosts paraded at night, and black smoke flew to every corner and room of the building. In one room, sandalwood was lit, a man was lying naked on the bed, and a scantily clad woman was massaging him.

Suddenly, he felt the hand behind him become very cold, like a piece of ice. He couldn't help but turn his head. Just as he was about to scold, he saw a terrifying face.

The woman had been knocked out silently.

"Ghost..."

Bang!

The man was also knocked out.

The same thing happened in every corner. Most of them were knocked out and tied up, and a few who resisted were killed directly.

On the top floor of the high-rise building, there was a steaming hot bath in the center. In the water was a two-meter-tall, bronze-skinned bald fat man with a lifelike tiger tattoo on his body.

This man had no right arm, and the huge mechanical arm was placed next to it, which must be his arm.

This man was Tiehu.

In the hazy mist, Tiehu frowned.

"True Lord... Immortal..." Half a year has passed, and the True Lord still hasn't appeared, which makes people wonder if it is really a celestial phenomenon.

But people like Tiehu who know the secrets of the upper class know that the Great True Man is also unsure, otherwise Chang'an would not have to be under martial law recently.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time."

Tiehu thought.

When he came to his senses, he saw two ghosts and gods with a height of ten feet appeared by the pool.

Tiehu jumped up in fright, and almost at the same time, he put on his mechanical right arm, steam rolled, and the fist force of ten thousand pounds hit the ghosts and gods.

Boom! !

The ghosts and gods exploded, black fog rolled, and they were regenerated the next moment.

At the same time, the sound of the gear mechanism turning sounded.

Bang! !

The wall extended a steam cannon as thick as a bowl, and eight metal bullets pierced the bodies of the ghosts and gods, but the ghosts and gods did not fall down. They still looked calm and looked at Tiehu quietly, which made people feel creepy.

Tiehu took a few steps back, swallowed his saliva, and asked in doubt: "Who are you?"

Now he was a little scared.

If the first move was a subconscious reaction to assassinations for many years, now it was the instinct of people facing unknown ghosts and gods.

The ghost still did not answer, but pressed on step by step. Tiehu slowly retreated. Suddenly, the mechanical right arm opened, and two hooks flew out of the palm. The hooks hooked the edge of the window and quickly pulled Tiehu out of the window.

Bang! !

The ghost blocked the window, and Tiehu hit the ghost heavily.

Then he was tied up.

No matter how much Tiehu begged for mercy, the ghost said nothing.

Tiehu looked ashen, thinking that this time it was really over. There was only one person in the world who controlled the ghosts and gods, and that person was the Zhenjun everyone was familiar with.

Thinking of this, he regretted not running away earlier, but it was not easy for a person like him who was good at both black and white to run away. Often losing power means losing life, and there is only one way to go to the end.

Following the sound of footsteps.

Xu Xuan entered the room.

When Tiehu saw Xu Xuan, a trembling feeling of terror surged into his heart.

They, the high-ranking officials of the state, often discussed the past and the present, looking down on this and that, but when the ancients really appeared in front of them, the trembling from the heart made them realize how shallow they were at the beginning.

"Master Zhenjun, disciple..."

Before Tiehu could speak, Xu Xuan put his right hand on Tiehu's head.

Tiehu felt a splitting headache and wanted to scream, but his throat seemed to be out of order and he couldn't scream. He died soon after.

Xu Xuan instantly knew the situation in this world and some interests.

He kicked Tiehu's body away.

Soon, Chen Chao, Zhang Fu, and Lin Lingbao reported back.

"Reporting to the True Lord, all the people in Hongyun Tower have been controlled."

"Okay, find these people and kill them directly. Let the rest go, and tell them that the guilty people should come to Hongyun Tower to surrender or commit suicide. Give them three days."

Xu Xuan shot out a golden light, which formed names and lifelike portraits.

As masters of the lowest level of Grand Master, the three of them naturally had excellent memories. They quickly remembered all the names and a killing began.

Seventy to eighty percent of the people in Hongyun Tower were killed directly. The rest of the people were told a few words and then expelled from the building.

Chen Chao came to report again.

"True Lord, do you have any instructions for the next step?" Chen Chao asked.

"No."

When the other people arrived, Xu Xuan pointed at Chen Chao and said, "You are the new generation of Great True Lord!"

Chen Chao immediately knelt down to accept it and said, "Thank you, True Lord. I will go through fire and water for you."

Xu Xuan nodded expressionlessly. He had heard this kind of words many times. Without exception, their descendants would become corrupt.

If it weren't for the fact that I came out to clean up this world from time to time, the mountains and rivers would have changed color long ago.

Xu Xuan came to the window, and his eyes turned into pure gold.

Cry! !

The Phoenix True Fire transformed into a fire phoenix, flying high into the sky, hovering over Chang'an, and chirping from time to time, waking up the sleeping creatures.

At the same time, the disciples of the Tianji Sect began to spread the news.

"The Great Master has come to save us!"

"The court is lying to us!!"

The phoenix stayed on the roof. Now everyone knew that a big man lived in Hongyun Tower, a great big man.

As those people escaped, the orders of the Great Master became known to the world. Some were terrified, some cursed, and some fled overnight.

Most of the people at the bottom cheered happily, and some waited to see which shopkeeper would surrender first.

Some people took the initiative to resist and killed the shopkeepers and managers who oppressed them. For these, the government surprisingly did not care because they were afraid that they would also be included in the list of must-kill.

Chang'an, the imperial city.

"Ghosts and gods, many ghosts and gods..." The ragged man trembled, his eyes were dazed, and he kept muttering ghosts and gods.

Fear comes from the unknown. Facing powerful monsters, these warriors will not be afraid, but the sudden appearance of unknown creatures, and the ghosts that people passed on by word of mouth, it is normal that many people can't accept it for a while and go crazy.

Great Master Song Wen and the leader Li Zheng looked stern. When they looked at each other, they could see the confusion and fear in each other's eyes.

"Pull him down." Song Wen ordered.

"What should we do next?" Li Zheng's voice was trembling.

"Kill him. We will definitely win. Let the people from the Shenji Camp go. I don't believe we can't kill him."

Song Wen walked to the control console of Tianshu and gently pressed a few buttons. The mechanism turned, and the eighteen steam cannons with two thousand jin shells on the city wall slowly turned until they aimed at the direction of Hongyun Tower.

At the same time, the imperial city was filled with smoke, and steam airships rose one after another, and there were winged warriors.

It was obvious that they were going to attack Xu Xuan.

The Shenji Camp was a group of warriors who were absolutely loyal to them. These warriors could not read or read, and had no contact with the outside world. They did not know what the Zhenjun was. They only knew the orders of the Great Master and told them to fight wherever they wanted.

Compared with the busy Song Wen, Li Zheng, who was speechless, seemed a little out of place.

"What are you waiting for?"

Song Wen's eyes turned red unconsciously, like a gambler who had bet his entire fortune.

When he turned around, he found that Li Zheng was dead, bleeding from all seven orifices, as if he had severed his meridians and died.

There was no way, the pressure was not something that ordinary people could imagine. After all, they were facing a thousand-year-old monster, a god with great prestige in people's hearts.

And this god was not the kind-hearted old grandfather in mythology, but a god who killed people like crazy.

In his opinion, there was no difference between killing one person and killing ten thousand people. I don't know how many families and nations were wiped off the map by him. If you count carefully, you will find that Xu Xuan has killed tens of millions of people. He is the most terrifying killer in human history, and also the kindest god.

God and devil are integrated into one, one thought of god, one thought of devil.

Think about it, if you are facing such a guy, how great the psychological pressure would be. Instead of being caught and tried, it is better to take the initiative to end it and leave yourself a decent ending.

Song Wen looked at Li Zheng's body in silence. He slowly walked out of the palace and flew to Mount Li.

Boom boom boom!

Eighteen cannons fired two thousand jin metal balls. The energy from the cannons even paralyzed the steam system of the entire city for a moment.

Eighteen meteors seemed to streak across the sky, and the destination of the meteors was naturally the Hongyun Building where Xu Xuan was.

In addition, steam airships rose one by one, followed by a group of winged warriors.

Most of these warriors practiced external skills that damaged their lifespans. They were invulnerable to swords and guns and immune to all poisons. They lived only to fight and kill. With the help of steam exoskeletons, they could even challenge ordinary armies of hundreds or thousands of people.

The ancient and tall city flew over the dazzling meteors.

On the streets full of sewage, passers-by took off their umbrellas, workers wiped the oil off their faces, and street vendors looked inexplicably. Everyone looked up at the sky at the same time.

In the entertainment venue, a classical woman with heavy makeup was holding a pipe, leaning against the window, and blowing a puff of smoke.

On the top floor of the high-rise building, the dignitaries sat on the chair, watching the flying "shooting stars" through the glass window.

In the back garden of the imperial city, the old emperor showed a relaxed smile. It was good to be a powerless emperor. It was none of his business. He didn't even know in advance that many policies were issued in his name.

The steam cannon was the most powerful weapon of this era. Even the master of astronomy didn't face such a powerful weapon. This was the heat energy of the entire city.

Everyone looked at the sky, waiting for a result.

Whoosh!

At this time, a golden light appeared in the Red Cloud Tower. It was a wind formed by a golden feather. Compared with the fierce meteor shells, it seemed a bit mediocre.

The golden feathers emitted five-color light. With a light brush, like a brush, eighteen shells turned into powder, and then the feathers flew out in all directions.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

In the air, feathers interweave into a colorful network, like a net covering the ancient city of Chang'an.

Warriors and steam engines are reduced to ashes.

In the face of powerful military force, civilizations and groups are illusory. This is a dimensionality reduction attack.

At the same time, three thousand ghosts and gods, and the army of Tianji Sect came out in full force.

Hundreds of ghosts marched at night, and the mountains and rivers lost their color.

Then they crushed with overwhelming force.

In front of Xu Xuan's thousand-year prestige, many people did not even have the courage to face him. At least 30% of them chose to commit suicide after the Great Master's strongest offensive failed.

In Mount Li, under the plaque of Wuyou Garden, Song Wen dismissed his servants and sat quietly on the stone steps, watching the offensive being easily disintegrated, and even no one could be seen.

Da Da Da!

Steady footsteps came from behind him, and he understood his fate.