The Strongest Sect of All Times

The princes and generals would rather be kind.

After hearing these eight words, Mozu's blood instantly burned.

Although his edges and corners have been gradually smoothed in reality, he is the ancestor of the Demon Race after all, after all, he is a man with a big layout.

People do not die.

The heart is there.

Seeing the sharpness in the eyes of the demon ancestor gradually returned, Jun Chang smiled and said: "The enemy's enemy is a friend. I hope you can cooperate with me and stir him upside down!"

he.

Refers to the astral world.

In fact, when Jun Changxiao removed the soul bomb in the head of the demon ancestor, and succeeded in allowing him to survive and get free, he was always discussing plans with the senior management.

"metropolitan."

Liu Sinan said: "Now that we have learned the method of controlling the corpse of the astral world, why not help them to get rid of the shackles, and then use power to overthrow this plane?"

"It makes sense!"

Jun Changxiao deeply agrees.

If you go head-to-head, let's not say whether you can win or not, you will definitely pay a heavy price. The corpse is on a huge scale in the astral world, and they pass like slaves, and you can rescue them to contend with the astral world.

"Dog is better than guy!"

Xiao Duo scolded, "Using the corpse as cannon fodder, it's really gone!"

Do not laugh.

He can really say that.

Because he stood at the top of the black spot, no matter how he looked at Jun Changxiao, no matter what he did, he always thought it was wrong.

In fact?

The astral world controls so many souls, and forcibly placing corpses to control them, no one should be voluntary. They are restricted by bombs and regulations and can only be used as horses, and they can only live rather than die.

At this moment.

If someone stands up.

Raise your arms by giving'freedom', I believe there will be no hesitation, even if the price is sacrifice and bloodshed.

of course.

Who will carry the flag?

Jun Changxiao is definitely not good, after all, it is human.

If you want to mobilize the corpses of the astral world and encourage them to fight for freedom, they must be of the same kind who feel it personally, so the right person is undoubtedly the demon ancestor!

Ever since.

The dog is here.

"Very simple."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "This seat is responsible for helping the corpse to dismantle the bomb, you are responsible for commanding them."

"cut."

The devil ancestor said with disdain: "Let me take the lead and let the corpse be cannon fodder. Are you hiding in the dark and taking advantage of the fisherman?"

"It can be understood that way."

Jun Chang laughed very frankly.

That's right.

I am using the corpse to overthrow the astral world, and I want to reap the benefits of the fisherman. Although this is not a noble act, it is also not a nasty thing, because if you want freedom, you must wear a bulletproof vest.

Moreover.

The leftover dog is not a Buddha, nor a God.

When he is not absolutely sure to fight the astral world, the corpse wants to gain freedom and dignity, he must fight for it on his own.

"it is good!"

The demon ancestor made a fist and said: "My ancestor agreed!"

Knowing that you are always laughing to use yourself, he decided to cooperate.

He was forcibly placed in a corpse before, and was subjected to crazy oppression by the astral world. He had no choice. Now... just want to be a free and dignified demon boss!

Be straightforward.

In the astral world, he was not treated as a person.

Suffer all kinds of injustice, all kinds of oppression, if you have enough, you must resist!

"Come with this seat."

Jun Changxiao took the Demon Ancestor to a relatively remote place in Houshan.

It was relatively deserted at first, and it has been turned into a land similar to a military camp under Li Qingyang and Peggy's reclaiming.

"Snapped."

Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers and said, "Come out."

"Shoo! Shoo!"

"Shoo! Shoo!"

In an instant, black shadows sprang out from the tent in the distance, and then arranged neatly, there were probably hundreds of them.

This is a group of creatures with different appearances, with tattoos on their heads, shoulders, or bare chests, each with strange numbers engraved.

That's right.

All corpses.

During the half month that the Demon Ancestor was recovering from his wounds, Jun Changxiao had been to the Star Spirit Realm many times and rescued them all.

Although the numbers engraved by these people are different, there are obvious seams on their foreheads, which shows that they all have had craniotomy.

"See Sovereign Lord!"

The corpses all walked together on one knee to salute, with the most sincere respect in their eyes.

They have been a corpse for a long time. Life in the astral realm is worse than death. They were saved to the eternal realm, and the bombs were removed. They absolutely regarded Jun Changxiao as reborn parents.

In fact, all creatures in the upper universe know how to be grateful, except for the evil ones.

"brush!"

Jun Chang laughed and waved, helping the corpses up.

"I'll say it again."

He looked serious and said: "Any creature can only be worshipped by its parents."

Kneeling ceremony is a custom in the astral world.

To be precise, it is the unique custom of the corpse, seeing that it is more expensive than the one whose status is higher than one's level, and seeing the manipulated master also kneel, so after kneeling for a long time, you become a kneeling clan.

"understood!"

Everyone shouted loudly.

"..."

The Demon Ancestor murmured in his heart: "To subdue a group of powerful corpses so quickly, this person has some tricks."

nonsense!

He has no means.

How could he end up like this.

Thinking of this, the Demon Ancestor not only did not become angry, he even felt relieved.

It's not that I'm not strong enough, but that the opponent is too good, and loses nothing, and loses money. It's not very embarrassing.

by.

This guy will really comfort himself!

"His name is Mozu."

"A man with ambition and plan."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "From today, you must listen to his orders unconditionally."

"Yes!"

The corpses looked at the dog with the horse's head left. He asked whoever to listen to, he must listen to whoever, not only because of respect, but also because after the bomb in the astral world was demolished, another bomb was installed on the body.

"did you see!"

Xiao Duo jumped out and roared: "This dog is no more than a guy!"

Can't blame Jun for laughing.

He needs to help the oppressed corpse, but he is afraid that some people will become anti-skeletons, so he can only control it with a gentler method, so that he can work together to overthrow the astral world.

Jun Changxiao also promised.

In the future, they will be set free.

"You always laugh!"

Mozu was tied to the operating table by Wuhuada, and his blue veins bulged and shouted: "Say good cooperation, you want to be shameless!"

"Sorry."

Standing outside, Jun Chang laughed, and said helplessly: "I am also worried about you."

"Snapped!"

The anesthesia needle goes down.

The Mozu went into a coma instantly, and when he woke up again, he was equipped with a bomb. It can be said that he had just left the wolf den and entered the tiger den. Please hit the word'tragic' on the barrage.

...

"slower!"

"Yes, yes, you can hang up."

With the disciples busy, the hall just built in Houshan slowly hung up a plaque engraved with "Avenger".

The demon ancestor wore a specially-made school uniform for the Avengers and sat at the top of the hall. The edges and corners of the former had been restored, and his eyes were cold and sharp.

"Wait!"

The crowds neatly arranged below shouted: "See the hall master!"

At that moment, they were no longer the corpses of the astral world, but the avengers entrusted in the eternal sect. Their tattoos were not erased because they were no longer numbers, but code names!

9527.

The Avengers boss!

"listen."

Mozu said domineeringly: "Our Avengers have only one mission, and that is to overthrow the astral world!"

"Overthrow the Astral World!"

The avengers roared loudly, their voices echoing across the world.

Sitting on the weeping willow in the distance, Jun Chang laughed, drunk drunk and dreamed of death, looked up at the sky, and smiled: "The show has begun."