Chapter 135: Prank, dubbing Lu Pressure's appearance, and reciting a poem,......
The pure music "Jiuyang Sword Mang" resounded in the sky, turning into background music, which could be heard in Chang'an City, and countless people stretched their necks to look at the sky.
"Hey, isn't that the song that weary of harvesting?"
"Who sings in the sky"?
"Wow, that light, like the sun, can't it be the weary harvest of heaven coming down to the wilderness."
"Damn, I like to be tired of harvesting God, my whole body is golden and shiny, and I am very rich at first glance."
……
Whether it's a human or a demon, they're all talking about it, A tired harvest of heaven has descended on the wilderness, Since the Jade Emperor and the four divine soldiers.
The fact that something in the comics drawn by Skywalker could descend on the desolation has spread, and it is no longer a big secret, and five out of ten know it.
"I said, Mr. Zhao, what are you going to do here?" Hiding next to himself and playing songs, what kind of operation is this, Lu Pressure can't understand.
Zhao Zhao said with a smile: "Seeing such a magnificent appearance, I can't help but want to add another brilliance to you, and I won't refuse."
Lu Jian smiled and said proudly: "Well, Mr. Zhao has a lot of ideas, so let me see your methods."
"Okay, please go," Zhao Zhao said with a smile.
With a hint of curiosity, Lu Jian continued to step downward, and the sun moved and fell.
Infinite light, passionate war song, domineering imperial breath, In the anticipation of all beings, The trumpet of the tyrant resounded through the heavens:
"There are no evil waves, destroying the ancient and modern gods to make history;
The emperor's road is endless, and the heaven and earth are respected".
The tone is abrupt, and the poem is shocking.
The immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons of the Three Realms stared at each other in unison, and their brains lost their minds for a while, is this taking the sun as a guts?
"Oops".
Lu Press, who was walking in a tiger's step, stumbled under his feet, exclaimed, his mana was out of control, and he almost fell from the sky, and his arrogant expression instantly turned into a pale panic.
There are no evil waves, and the gods of the past and present are destroyed.
Is this to destroy all the gods of the Three Realms throughout the ages, so that the gods will become history?
The emperor's road is endless, and the heaven and earth are respected.
Isn't this very confessional that he wants to re-ascend to the position of the demon emperor and let the demon become the dominant race of heaven and earth again?
……
"Domineering".
"Grunt".
"Who is this, I obey him."
"This poem is well written, drag and cool and bomb the sky, envy."
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Heavenly Court, Tongming Palace.
The Jade Emperor slammed the handrail and stood up, and said angrily: "Where are the gods, quickly send troops to take down the remnants of this demon clan, and escort the demon beheading platform to show the public."
Hmph, if you dare to say such a poem, I will cut off his imperial path today, and let him become a page in history first."
Outside the Nantian Gate.
The gods who watched the play heard the voice of the Jade Emperor and hurriedly sent troops to the world and came to Chang'an City.
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Taiyin Star.
Mahjong stopped.
The magnificent and domineering poem directly made Taiyin Star fall into a dead silence.
"Huh".
"Hehe, where did this come from, babbling nonsense," the Peony Fairy smiled awkwardly.
The Queen Mother glanced at the gloomy Yue Lao.
The origin of this person, there are really not many people who are present, it's not that he is not famous, but he has been hidden for too long.
There are legends about him in the Three Realms, but few have actually seen them.
Chang'e raised her forehead and smiled bitterly, looking at Lu Jian with a hint of love and tenderness in her eyes, and said to Yue Lao: "Niangniang, this matter is not Xiao Shi's fault.
That extraterritorial heavenly demon Zhao Zhao, eccentric, and out-of-the-box, will always give us some stimulation when we don't realize it, and this is not the first time."
Yue Lao nodded, very agreeing, she clenched her fists, sighed into her mouth, and said gloomily: "Stinky boy, watch the fight."
A punch comes out.
The vitality in the sky above Chang'an City suddenly condensed, turned into a fist the size of a sandbag, and smashed into a void with a fist.
"Oops, my head"!
With a painful cry, Zhao Zhao was beaten out of the void, covering his head and running around in the sky, tears flowing, and the corners of his mouth were grinning.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts me, whew, whew, whew."
"You deserve it, the stinky boy will bully Xiao Wu next time, this palace wants you to look good," Yue Lao's voice sounded around him, and he reprimanded.
The corners of Lu Quan's mouth twitched, and he complained: "I protest, what Xiaowu, I'm not young anymore, teacher, please call me Lu Jian in front of people."
"Hmph, what is the freedom of this palace, protest is invalid."
Lu Jian snorted coldly and pursed his mouth, the aggrieved expression on his face flashed, and it returned to arrogant contempt.
A farce.
The light dissipated, revealing two of them.
The appearance that should have been full of force was messed up by Zhao Zhao, although for a moment, it did shock the Three Realms.
"Mr. Zhao, why are you hurting me," Lu Jian asked angrily.
The poem just now, if someone takes it seriously, although they can't do anything with him, but I'm afraid that the loose days of the demon clan will be tense again.
Zhao Zhao eased up, rubbed the bulging bag on his head, sniffed and said, "What's wrong with you, I just wanted to add a BGM to you on a whim, and a domineering poem."
Don't you think your appearance just now feels different? Don't you feel like you're forced to climb infinitely"?
Lu Jian raised his eyebrows, recalled it, and unconsciously showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Really, it doesn't feel the same.
"There are no evil waves, destroying the ancient and modern gods to make history;
The emperor's road is endless, and the heaven and earth are respected".
Lu Jian recited softly and silently, repeating it many times, with an expression on his face, how to say it, the poem number, and he is really a good match.
"Demons, besiege Chang'an, and be punished in the heavenly prison before you tie your hands, otherwise, you will be destroyed and you will never recover."
Li Jing, the king of Tota, scolded loudly, the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals had arrived, and the rolling clouds were higher up, covering Chang'an City, obscuring the bright moon and starlight, and trapping the demon clan present.
The 100,000 demon clans began to riot, they only came to pray for Zhao Zhao to take back their fate, but they never thought of clashing with the gods of the Heavenly Court.
The sound of scolding woke up Lu Pressure in self-absorption, and he hurriedly turned into a rainbow light and flew between heaven and earth, stood next to the demon flag, and said: "I am Lu Pressure, the tenth prince of Jinwu, on the order of His Majesty the Sage Wa Emperor, to take charge of the demon flag, all the demons listen to my orders, and they are not allowed to act without authorization, so they will stay where I am."
The demon banner was brilliant, and there were rebels among the 100,000 demon clans, but they chose to surrender in the light, and the commotion of the demon clan was suppressed.
"Li Jing, I can guarantee that these demon clans will not hurt a single grass and tree in Chang'an City, and at the same time, I will take them away, please let them go," Lu Jian said to Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Tota.
Li Jing sneered: "Hehe, who should I be, it turned out to be the son of the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan in ancient times, the remnants of the Ten Golden Crows."
The poem just now, it seems that you still can't forget the revival of the demon clan and the return to the heavenly court.
The Jade Emperor has an order, take down the remnants of your demon clan, escort the demon beheading platform to show the public, and announce it to the Three Realms, so as to set the record straight."
Lu Quan's face turned black in an instant, and he turned his head to look at Zhao Zhao with an innocent expression not far away, staring at him deadly.
The meaning in his eyes was obvious.
It's all harmful,
Now what do you want me to do?