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!Lingping stood at the door, looked at the guest, flashed a flashlight, and slowly walked towards the distant fog.

Soon, she disappeared from her sight.

"Speaking of it, this guest seems to have a story..." Lingping thought.

Her pointed ears, her dress...

Everyone proves that this Yin Shang sister has her own story.

But...

The other party did not want to say, and Lingping would not ask.

Respect for others is a very basic quality.

Close the door and pull down the rolling shutter. Lingping looked at the kitten emerging from the back of the counter and touched the little guy's head: "Little boy, go to bed, get up early to work tomorrow!"

Yes, he must upload the new book as soon as possible, and then put it on the shelves to earn the manuscript fee.

When my aunt came back in October, the hole had to be filled!

So he put the kitten on the towel at the door.

Then turn off the lights, humming and walk upstairs.

Crunching, the old stairs wobbly.

"In the blue sky and galaxy... there is a little white boat..." the young bookstore owner hummed.

In the dark bookstore, countless terrifying eyes opened one after another.

"There is a sweet-scented osmanthus tree on the boat... the white rabbit is playing..."

Countless tentacles, flying all over the sky, endless terrifying aura, wantonly rendering.

The entire bookstore, in an instant, became the most terrifying, dangerous and terrifying hell in all the world!

The ultimate demons and terrifying evil creatures that are in countless civilizations and world legends are present.

They waved frantically, and fell into the ultimate intoxication that was unable to extricate themselves in the singing of their master.

It seems that singing is the horn of extinction!

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Strike the flashlight in your hand.

Sylvanas looked at it, this magical creation.

She didn't understand how this thing shines.

However, she knew that without this thing, she would have difficulty moving in this mist.

Moreover, I'm afraid I can't go out at all!

Go straight forward, go forward.

Suddenly, a little flame appeared in front.

A faint blue flame surrounded her.

As a result, the sun appeared ahead.

Sylvanas took a step forward and appeared in the sun.

The sun was shining warmly on her, and the mist of morning dawn surrounded the mountains and forests.

here is……

Sylvanas was very familiar with this place.

"Yongge Forest!"

This is where she grew up!

It is also where she plays!

It is where she fights!

She is very familiar with every mountain and valley here!

The "Son of the Sun" in his hand opened automatically in the sun, and countless words and symbols jumped out of the book, intertwining a magnificent picture before Sylvanas' eyes.

This is the introductory technique of the Son of the Sun.

Breathe the sun and master the basic law of the power of the sun.

The name is: Sacrifice of the Sun!

It is the most perfect and most efficient foundation method finally determined by the children of the sun on their home planet after countless years of exploration and summary.

It is also the most effective solar power practice technique.

Looking at the picture in front of me, I listened to a murmur that rang in my ears.

Sylvanas raised her head, she looked up at the sun, the rising dawn.

Straighten your legs together, straighten your arms, symmetrically point your shoulders diagonally above your shoulders, fold your five fingers together into your palms, palm outwards, and point your fingertips toward the sky diagonally above.

She gently followed the whisper in her ear and said, "Praise the sun!"

Countless words immediately turned into a stream of warmth into her body.

The magnificent lines appeared in the pores of her skin.

!

The heart beats slowly, and gradually, it turns into a golden heart!

The children of the sun, use their last power to directly lead Sylvanas to the path of the sun!

She directly became a son of the sun!

The sun fell on her, and a faint golden halo appeared on her body.

Sylvanas took a deep breath, and the sunlight was swallowed into her body like a breath.

This saved her at least one year of cultivation work!

Sylvanas gently stretched out her hand and held a ray of sunlight.

Then hold more.

The sunlight entangled into golden threads in her hands, as if there was life.

"Sacred Seal of the Sun!" She said softly.

These golden threads flew to her forehead, and imprinted a shallow mark on Quel'Dorei's forehead.

It was a flame that seemed to be burning forever!

At this point, she truly became a son of the sun.

A soldier who breathes the light and heat of the sun and vents his terrifying power on every enemy of the Son of the Sun!

"Natural disaster!" The newly born Son of the Sun jumped onto the crown of an ancient tree.

In the sunshine, she was covered with halo all over her body.

"The eternal sun, protect me!" She leaped forward and galloped towards Silvermoon City.

Although I don't know how long I have been away.

But Sylvanas knew that her people and compatriots were waiting for her!

As long as the general ranger survives, he will not abandon her compatriots!

Even if it is dead!

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After taking a bath, Lingping turned off the light and lay on the bed.

For some reason, he seemed to be fascinated, humming the song.

"In the blue sky and the Milky Way... there is a little white ship..."

In the singing, he slowly fell asleep.

And even in the dream, this song still seems to be humming.

"There is an osmanthus tree on the boat, and the white rabbit is playing..."

In the humming in the dream, Lingping felt more and more that it was necessary for him to compose this song again.

So he saw himself, appeared on a magnificent and sacred stage.

Countless enthusiastic audiences in the audience are all waiting for this grand performance.

It's just that they can't see clearly what they look like.

And beside Lingping'an, many musicians are also watching him.

It seems that in this dream, he is the soul of the whole band.

"Um..." Lingping looked at this dream, feeling a bit at a loss.

but……

Countless sincere eyes are waiting.

Countless musicians are waiting.

They are all looking forward to a great and gorgeous performance.

Also waiting, an unparalleled auditory feast.

This makes Lingping a bit embarrassed.

He looked in front of him.

It was a strange and weird drum.

Looking at this big drum, Ling'an suddenly showed countless inspirations.

Boom!

He patted lightly.

The band immediately began to play.

It is a wilderness music that cannot be described by words or words.

The harsh flute sound penetrated everything.

The sharp sound of flute almost tears the eardrum.

The piano is completely messy, like thunder.

Countless dancers danced in a dance that was completely incomprehensible.

But the audience in the audience screamed like crazy.

It seems that this great gorgeous ball has already begun.

They are all immersed in it.

Even if the spirit is peaceful, he is infected by this atmosphere.

He found that he didn't really need to understand music theory.

He beat the drums casually, and the audience was very happy.

It's a bit like traffic people. Even if they run out of tune, even if they sing awkwardly, fans will pay, be intoxicated, and applaud.

Brother is awesome!

Goose is too powerful!

Brother's music is unmatched!

This makes Lingping really very comfortable.

"It seems...I usually hate traffic..." He has to admit: "But...if I become traffic...I will be very happy too!"

Think about it carefully, it seems that people are like this.

I watched many things by myself, and always complained and disgusted.

But once he became the protagonist of that story.

Then...

It smells so good!

Although I understand that this is just a dream!

But he also started to get involved.

Who doesn't want to be the central focus of many people's expectations and countless people?

Who doesn't want to be worshipped and trusted by countless people?

Now, standing on the stage of dreams.

In the spotlight.

Feel the enthusiasm of the countless audience in the audience.

Lingping was excited.

He slapped that big drum at will!

Bang bang bang!

The audience in the audience was as crazy as they were, the harsh screams and the tsunami-like screams, endless!

The band on stage is completely crazy.

The flute sounds long, the flute sounds high, and the piano sounds frantic!

Ling Pian received this encouragement and became more confident.

He slapped the bass drum, like a real artist, plunged into it.

Although, in fact, the sound of his drums is completely nonsense.

Rhythm?

tone?

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You just need to shoot and beat as you like.

The audience's requirements are really low!

As long as he beats the drums, it is enough to hear the drums.

As for the others?Not important at all!

This makes Lingping really happy.

He was completely involved in it.

He knocked and knocked, and he started singing.

"In the blue sky and milky way... there is a little white ship..." as he hummed.

The drums began to have rhythm and rhythm.

Although it is still messy, but at least there is a basic rhythm.

This drove the audience and the other members of the band into madness.

The feeling to Lingping is like a certain news scene I have seen.

Avid fans, watching the flow on stage.

The flow took out a lipstick from his pocket, smeared his lips enchantingly, and threw it to the fans in the audience.

The fans are crazy!

"Brother! Brother!"

"Moth... moth!"

They screamed and yelled frantically.

This moment was even crazier than the moment Ling Ping'an had ever seen.

In his humming, the audience was completely crazy.

The band on the stage was even more hysterical.

They played musical instruments tirelessly and frantically.

The harsh flute sound, mixed with the flute that makes people’s eardrums tear apart, entered a state of seemingly eternal performance in the completely disorderly sound of the piano.

Countless lights are focused on the stage.

Ling Ping An excitedly beating the drums.

At this moment, he felt that he was the world, and the world was himself!

This feels great!

"Perhaps...I have the potential to become a super traffic!" The young bookstore owner thought triumphantly in his dream.

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The sound of sacred drums came from the steel altar.

The will of the spirit of omnipotence surrounds this sacred altar.

The great sacred joy resounded on this holy altar.

In this great sacred joy, every citizen of machinery, believer of steel, felt the carnival of the nano cells in his body.

Countless mechanical organs indulge in it.

Kneeling in front of the altar, countless mechanical mantras emerged on the body of the iron nun Elizabeth.

The mechanical scriptures on her hands exude endless light.

This light eclipsed the sky and sunk straight into the sky.

Even the sky that was obscured by the power of the evil god could not be obscured now.

The great will of the spirit of omnipotence rudely shred everything!

The sacred sound of steel echoes in the sky, the earth, and every corner.

In this great divine voice.

Elizabeth understands, the oracle of the spirit of all things.

So she stood up.

The will of steel was rendered on this holy mechanical nun, the holy steel bhikuni.

She turned around, and the great power of immortal steel emerged from her sacred body.

A pair of sacred wings full of mechanical beauty and steel power spread out from behind her, and the holy steel feathers surround the blessing of the spirit of all things.

This blessing is so sacred!

So that every citizen of machinery, believer in steel, felt a burst of admiration from the deepest part of every nano cell and mechanical organ in the body.

This is their savior!

The great spirit of omnipotence is in the mortal substitute!

The immortal great steel angel!

Saint.Elizabeth!

This is the decision of the Spirit of All Machines!

"What is the expectation of the spirit of all things?" In the Voice of Steel, Elizabeth asked each of her people, the lambs of the spirit of all things.

"The flesh is bitter and weak, and the steel is eternal!" The believers answered in unison, their voices full of strength and determination.

"What is the teaching of the Spirit of Almighty?" The steel wings behind Elizabeth opened completely, and a door of Gatling guns appeared on her wings.

Steel takes care of her.

Saint.Elizabeth!

"Face everything with absolute materialism and absolute reason!"

"How should we repay the Spirit of All Opportunities?" Layers of steel armor appeared on Elizabeth's body.

This makes her a huge mechanical Titan.

She looked down at everyone coldly.

"Let us fight and die!" The believers screamed before the miracle: "For the spirit of all possibilities!"

In the sacred steel altar, one after another mechanical guards climbed out.

Elizabeth's steel wings began to shake.

She drew a huge steel blade.

"Then fight!"

"For the Spirit of All Opportunities!"

"Starting from today, we will have an endless battle with Cthulhu!"

"Until they are all killed and completely driven out of our world!"

"Because they dare to blaspheme the great spirit of all chance!"

"I assure you..."

The steel angel said loudly, her holy voice spread throughout the electronic cochlea of ​​every believer, echoing in their quantum mastermind.

"Every soldier who fights for the Spirit of All Opportunities will receive the honor he deserves!"

"And everyone who is afraid and even betrays on the battlefield will be swallowed up by the anger of machinery and steel!"

Following her oath, endless mantras emerged on the sacred steel altar.

The will of machinery and steel is beyond doubt!

Fight for the spirit of all opportunities!

As a result, the entire North American continent, countless people of steel, understood the true meaning of machinery and steel.

At this time, each of them knelt down and began to pray devoutly.

"Bell the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and the engine..."

The sacred prayer penetrated the sky.

The endless iron will enveloped the whole world.

In the unison prayers of millions of people.

The divine power begins to resonate.

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Countless poisonous gases filled the entire atmosphere.

Countless steel buildings stand on the ground.

The sea here has been evaporated.

The rivers and lakes have already dried up.

This is Griffin No. 5 of Casting World.

It is the forged world rebuilt by the mechanical priests who escaped from the defeat of Griffin 4 in this barren galaxy.

It is also a forging world that has lost contact with the empire for more than thousands of years.

But they still stay here.

The mechanical priests, with a will of steel, stand here.

In order to cast the world, but also for the Omnisia.

Beneath the ground, a steel pipe stands in a staggered manner.

The servants shuttled among them.

In the deepest part of the earth, in the core.

The mechanical bishop stood on the steel platform, overlooking the entire casting world.

Now, it is prayer time!

"Bell the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and the engine..."

All the members of the mechanical gods are chanting religiously.

Including Bishop Almunia.

This is a routine prayer.

The huge gear was slowly turning, and the huge forging hammer was constantly beating.

Hot red molten iron flows in every pipe.

The mechanical bishop prayed while watching everything.

Today's machine spirit remains the same.

Suddenly...

The entire casting world seemed to start to shake.

The huge gear is spinning at an unprecedented speed.

The hot red molten iron is boiling in the boiling water!

The huge and incomparable hammers were beating everything at an unprecedented speed.

The efficiency of the entire casting world has reached an unprecedented level at this moment!

The mechanical bishop Almunia raised her head.

His electronic pupils, seeing all the equipment, cheered.

Fanaticism also appeared in the eyes of the servants.

These servants, who had lost their thinking ability, suddenly began to pray neatly.

"Bell the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and the engine..."

All machinery in the entire casting world roared at the same time: "Bell the big bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine..."

Among all the steel, the sacred voice of steel came.

...

That is the Spirit of All Machines talking!

...

That is the will of the great Omnisia!

Almunia knelt down religiously.

All the mechanical priests knelt down religiously.

They kissed the earth of steel.

"Praise the God of Alchemy!" They worshipped devoutly.

Machine Soul Joy!

For their loyalty and for their wisdom!

Thus, the will of steel came.

"I am the spirit of all possibilities..."

"The immortality of steel and machinery!"

"I also steam and riveting more..."

"More is good, big is beautiful..."

"I have no Gatlin Bodhisattva, the Savior of Great Compassion!"

Steel is singing in Brahma, machinery is singing.

The will of the great spirit of omnipotence fills every inch of space!