Liu Changzhong, dressed in a neatly cut blue burial suit, brandished a black giant scythe that was completely out of tune, appeared on the main screen of the battle hall.

Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar face in the giant screen, combined with the ethereal voice just now, everyone's expressions froze, and they were speechless in shock.

Liu ...... Liu Changzhong? ”

"Is Chairman Liu still alive?"

"The Shadow Man from Before...... Is it Liu Changzhong? ”

"That diligent, unpretentious model branch president actually rebelled?"

Li Wuxie's eyes sank, and he no longer bothered Liu Changzhong.

"Everyone be careful, this is a Distraction Realm Dao Demon!"

"Distraction?!"

The audience was stunned, how many years has it been since the Society encountered the Distraction Realm Dao Demon?

When everyone was frightened, Liu Changzhong brandished a giant sickle and slashed towards Dongshan with a sickle!

A spirit for which the heavens and the earth changed color was crushed!

The trees and villas on the top of the east hill were instantly flattened.

When the giant scythe came, it disappeared in ashes, until the scythe blade touched the dark iron spirit wall of the mountain, and a blue light shot out, flickering suddenly.

The scythe collided with the dark iron, triggering a heaven-shattering loud sound, and the majestic spiritual power was dispersed, forming a spiritual power storm that swept the entire island in the middle of the lake!

The whole mountain shook suddenly, and then shook.

However, the battle hall did not move at all!

Liu Changzhong's sickle also razed the top of the mountain to the ground and cut a crack, but the mountain itself remained intact, and the inside of the mountain did not move at all.

"This defense is okay, no wonder no one has been able to forcibly break through any Gewu branch so far, even the Jiangxi branch is infiltrated from the inside by Haruka Ji through illusion."

At this time, a Nine Xuantian sound fell above his head, it was Tu Shanyao's voice.

"Don't do this kind of useless work, save spiritual power."

"I can't save it today."

Liu Changzhong doesn't seem to have enough fun, and is ready to swing the sickle with all his might!

Just as his second scythe fell, the sky suddenly darkened.

The No. 001 Destroyer appeared in the air hundreds of meters above his head in the form of a giant flying saucer, and the awe-inspiring coercion even stopped Liu Changzhong from swinging his sickle.

"The radar is completely locked."

"Psionic maximum power."

"Soul Killer Laser Launch!"

A majestic and unrestrained blue high-energy laser beam, restrained by a strong magnetic field, was thick and loud, like a catastrophe, and fell on the top of Liu Changzhong's head.

Liu Changzhong had already prepared and raised the sickle.

The blazing lasers instantly dispersed, raining out in all directions like fireworks.

If you look closely, you can see that a considerable part of the spiritual power has been absorbed by the giant scythe......

"No matter how strong it is, I can stand it."

Meanwhile.

007 Destroyer on the island in the middle of the lake.

Wang Ye danced excitedly, he was finally going to fight, and the destroyer who had been training for three months was finally going to be put into actual combat.

He doesn't care about what bullshit President Liu, what resurrection from the dead, or what betrayal society.

These are secondary!

"President Liu, don't come unharmed!"

The radar is fully locked.

Psionic overclocking.

Killing laser fire!

A red laser that was even more violent than the Heavenly Tribulation Laser launched by No. 001, like the destroyer of the dark world, shot directly at Liu Changzhong from the chest of the mecha!

The red laser came instantly, and the entire sky was reflected in the blood red like a glow.

Lasers are the speed of light, and it is impossible to dodge them without preparing in advance.

A phantom of death instantly appeared in shape, enveloping Liu Changzhong in the middle.

It is the giant scythe black shadow that appeared before, specializing in harvesting the spiritual power of the dead!

The Black Shadow Scythe, like the main Black Scythe, blocked the red laser out of thin air.

The blazing lasers spread out again, raining out in all directions like fireworks.

The entire black shadow, including Liu Changzhong, was shrouded in scattered lasers.

This unprecedented and surprising image shocked everyone present!

Instantly rising, passive defense, humanoid black shadow......

The crowd was stunned.

This is not a Golem!

It's pure –

Spectacle!

In other words, this guy is a pure cultivator?

Since the Ming Dynasty, in the state of no aura, it has survived for five hundred years, and it can still maintain the cultivation of the distraction realm...... Pure cultivators?

Although theoretically speaking, as long as the cultivation is strong enough, the cultivator can indeed survive to this day, but if he can achieve such a theoretical cultivation, he must already be a true immortal, and he must have already ascended to the outside, and it is impossible to stay on the earth in the end of the Dharma era to eat soil!

This guy must have a special way to maintain his cultivation!

Fortunately, even if it is a cultivator who is a cultivator in the Distraction Realm, once he is locked by two S-level [Soul Destroying Laser Cannons], it will be difficult to support it, if it weren't for the fact that this black scythe seems to be able to absorb some spiritual power, Liu Changzhong at this moment will be seriously injured even if he is not wiped out.

"Phew, this wave has finally paid off."

Sure enough, Liu Changzhong soon overflowed with spirit and could no longer absorb it, if he continued, even he would be in danger of disappearing.

This made him feel a lot of emotion and take precautions.

"Although the name is a bit dirty, this iron lump is really strong, if there are five more awesome things like this, we have a long way to go!"

Just as he was sighing, the No. 007 Destroyer piloted by Wang Ye at the top of the island in the middle of the lake suddenly fired an A-class soul-killing nuclear warhead at Liu Changzhong!

If the A-level Soul Slayer nuclear warhead completely exploded at close range, it would be enough to kill a clone realm demon, and Liu Changzhong was already invincible with two fists and four hands......

"Is this going to be wiped out?"

Liu Changzhong raised his vacant left hand and swiped out of thin air on the inside of the Death Phantom, instantly tearing open a spatial crack.

"I'll leave it to you."

The Grim Reaper Phantom nodded, and from his left hand, a giant scythe conjured out of thin air, blocking it upwards, blocking the blue lasers that continued to fall.

In this way, Liu Changzhong's hands were completely liberated, and he got into the crack and slipped away before the soul-killing nuclear warhead flew.

Only the Phantom of Death was left to resist two laser cannons and a nuclear warhead.

It lasted for three seconds and then dissipated.

It's a real man.

……

Everyone in the warhead breathed a sigh of relief, and their morale was also boosted.

In particular, several administrative officials at the headquarters who were full of fat brains were commanding like chickens at the moment, as if they were commanding this victory, and they were directing the country.

"It is too rampant for one person to dare to trespass on the island in the middle of the lake."

"This guy is seriously injured, and he will definitely not be able to get out this time."

"Why are you stunned, look for it quickly, turn the island in the middle of the lake upside down for me, I want to see people alive, I want to see corpses when I die, I must find this guy out!"

Zhang Wanhe and Li Wuxian kept their faces calm and did not speak.

Suddenly, an ethereal male voice suddenly floated in the dome of the hall—

"No need to look for it, I'm here myself."

“？？？”

The three officials were stunned.

A giant scythe slashed across the air, tearing a spatial crack out of thin air.

The crack happened to lie across the necks of the three headquarters officials......

The three of them were stunned, and their intuition was numb, and they lost consciousness.

In front of everyone's eyes, Liu Changzhong carried the giant sickle, raised his hand to open the spatial crack, as if lifting the door curtain, and slowly walked out of it.

The space heals.

Unfortunately, the cracks in the necks of the three officials did not heal.

Three heads rolled to the ground like three watermelons.

Miraculously, the cross-section of the three people's necks was as dark as ink, smooth as a mirror, and there was no blood stain at all.

As soon as his feet landed, Liu Changzhong looked around as if no one was around, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and after a long time, he sighed leisurely:

"It's ...... It feels like home. ”