I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

You can search for "I'm Really Not a Demon Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!The monk raised his head and looked at the drone in the sky.

Then he smiled, and the robes came down from the sky and put them on his burly body.

His hands rolled towards the earth, and pieces of equipment and props shining with various lights fell into his big hands.

"My Buddha is merciful!" He chanted a Buddha's name in a low voice, filled with joy in his heart.

With these things, the owner will be happy.

Then, he looked back at the hill who was kneeling on the ground and had been completely transformed into a devout monk.

"Chier!" He picked up the stick and the copper bowl: "Let's go! Let's go!"

"My Buddha's dream needs your contribution!"

Hill stood up stupidly, like a monk, folded his hands together: "Yes, master!"

They followed the monk named Fahai, and the two disappeared into the surveillance range of the drone step by step.

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Zhang Hui looked at everything displayed on the screen.

He couldn't help swallowing, although the governor often told him that the water in this world was very deep.

Since the rejuvenation of the aura, all sorts of weird and curious things have emerged one after another.

He had indeed seen many weird things that ordinary people would never imagine in their entire lives.

But today such a change is still beyond his imagination.

"This master..." He looked at Situ He and said, "How exactly did you cultivate?"

According to the data, he was born in 2821 in the Republican Era more than 30 years ago, and now he is only 33 years old.

He was a monk at the age of ten, that is to say, the combined cultivation time is only 23 years!

Twenty-three years, unknown.

Twenty-three years, Qingxiu meditation.

For 23 years, he did not ask for any resources from the Federal Empire and the Black Guard.

Now, become famous all over the world!

At this moment, Zhang Hui's cell phone rang, he picked it up and checked the number, then connected.

"Ok……"

"what?"

"Master Jinghui passed away five years ago..."

"Ok……"

Zhang Hui put down the phone with a weird look.

"What's wrong?" Situ He asked.

"The person who just contacted the office called and said..." Zhang Hui looked at the screen: "This Zen Master Fahai’s mentor Jinghui passed away five years ago..."

"Is there a problem?" Situ He didn't quite understand.

"Master Jinghui, died of love killing..." Zhang Hui said with a weird expression: "It was a woman from Xin Luolai who killed the Zen Master..."

Situ He looked strange as he listened.

A monk who was full of wine, meat and wealth, cultivated a great virtue and monk?And is it a Werewolf Duke who can suppress Qin Lu, a master who can save a vicious devil and apostle?

What a...

"General Situ..." Zhang Hui said, "I remember, how many recommended places for the Black Guard this year?"

"Hmm..." Situ He nodded.

"Add the name of Zen Master Jinghui!" Zhang Hui said.

Situ He was stunned for a while before nodding, "Okay, I'll do it right away!"

The Federation Empire has had a tradition of chasing after the late deceased monks and men of good manners.

It's just that, chasing a monk with wine, meat and wealth?

It doesn't sound very nice to say it.

and so……

I can only help him beautify...

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The burly monk led the converted Hill through the barriers of reality and dreams.

Finally he stopped in front of a door.

"Chi'er! Go in!" said the monk.

Hill folded his hands and bowed to the monk: "Master, my disciple is gone!"

The monk nodded compassionately.

Then he looked at Hill and stepped into the door.

After Hill walked in, he found himself in a world made up of steel and machinery.

One huge turret, suspended in the air.

A huge mechanical guards patrolled continuously among them.

A huge gear appeared in the sky.

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"Goodness!" Hill folded his hands together: "Nanwu Gatlin Bodhisattva!"

"Satisfaction, there will be more steaming Buddha in the future!"

Thus, a miraculous machine fell from the sky and covered him.

Several mechanical arms stretched out from all directions.

Install parts one by one into his body, and cast pieces of steel into his flesh and blood.

He was a headless soul, an apostle of hell.

Therefore, his transformation potential is extremely strong.

An hour later, a new mechanical guard with multiple-barreled Gatling guns on both arms and walking on both feet was completed.

It went out of the machinery factory that transformed it.

Then raise two arms, aim at the sky, bang bang bang!

Gatling guns continued to fire.

"Amitabha!" The electronic mechanical sound rang indifferently.

An instruction was sent to the electronic brain that had been modified.

It got it.

The great Gatling Bodhisattva needs it to guard a steel altar for him!

As a result, it moves towards a vortex, and finally disappears in it.

It will be an eternal guard of the altar.

Until, the compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva came to that world.

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Elizabeth brought thousands of refugees.

Day and night, gathered in front of the steel altar.

They recite the great praises in the "Mechanical Gospel."

Devoting one's own beliefs to the great spirit of all chances, the compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, the future will be more of the Buddha!

Because they have witnessed miracles, they have also witnessed the compassion of Gatling Bodhisattva and the greatness of the spirit of all opportunities.

"Bell the bell once, push the lever..."

In the chanting again and again, the steel altar melted gradually.

at last……

It slowly becomes a real altar under everyone's comments.

A whirlpool appeared in the center of steel and machinery.

The molten steel flows in it like water.

The sound of mechanical truth comes from it.

A huge steel palm suddenly stretched out from it, grabbing the steel floor at the edge of the vortex.

Then, its head made of machinery and steel came out of the vortex.

Then, it is a huge body of six or seven meters high.

It crawled out of the vortex of the altar, and the two steel-forged arms began to deform, and finally became the holy artifact of the great Gatling Bodhisattva—multi-barreled Gatling cannon!

It looked at the world indifferently.

There is not much temperature in the sun overhead.

Being slowly eroded by a terrifying evil god.

This world is sad and pitiful.

But it has no feelings, there will be no emotion.

It mechanically walked to Elizabeth in front of the crowd, and its steel-forged feet knelt down.

Elizabeth looked at it, the servant of Gatling Bodhisattva.

She knew that this was the Buddhist soldier that the Bodhisattva dropped.

Guard this mechanical temple for her, the guardian of the steel altar.

So she took out the mechanical gospel book and recited the gospel to it: "The way of steel is materialistic..."

"The flesh is bitter and weak, and the steel is eternal!"

"Amen!"

After listening to this mass, the giant mechanical guard stood up, then walked to the corner of the altar, blending his body into it, leaving only half of the mechanical head outside, looking like a giant sleeping inside the altar.

From now on, it will only wake up when a powerful foreign enemy comes.

And its mission here is very simple.

The voters of the liberation of the Bodhisattva, let the steel bhikshuni hunt more children and minions of the evil god for the compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, and obtain more followers.

Prepare for the eternal Lord to finally descend into this world.

He will return!

He will also be destined to wake up!

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