For world domination, be the Great Demon King.

Chu He was not interested.

But if you are in your position, you will do it. He is now a true immortal, and if he wants to make rules, he must be the one!

So Chu He said such a thing unceremoniously.

As soon as these words came out, not only the old guys present changed color one after another.

The audience on the other side of the screen also exploded.

After Chu He retracted the pressure, countless people began to send barrages as if they were bombing in turn.

Although regular platforms will block some dirty words. But there are thousands of ways in this world to speak that don't swear but make people annoyed.

Compared with the boiling in the live broadcast room, the hall of the Cloud Palace is becoming more and more quiet.

The Heavenly Master glanced at Chu He with a deep look in his eyes, and then took the lead and said, "Since this is the case, we can only obey our fate." ”

It sounds a bit compromised.

In fact, it invisibly put Chu He in a domineering demon-like position, but people couldn't find a thorn.

If Chu He opened his mouth to explain, it would have lost his previous prestige.

I have to say, this old guy is still a little spicy.

Chu He's way of dealing with it is simpler and crude.

When you have the right to speak and absolute dominance, you don't need to talk to others so much.

It is the right thing to oppress people with power and power to oppress people. Convincing people with virtue and reason is only effective for those who have good thoughts and are not merciful. These guys in front of them who have survived the Great Tribulation of the Dharma and each have a strange treasure to protect themselves, dare to say that which one of them is a good person?

Therefore, Chu He waved his long sleeves and directly sent the Heavenly Master out of the Cloud Palace.

His original intention was to fry the fish, and now that the fish have been fried out a lot, let one or two go, what about muddying the water outside?

As for the old guys who were hidden, they all came to the Cloud Palace to compete for the primordial immortal qi, and Chu He didn't believe it at all.

Maybe some people are waiting for this primordial immortal qi to have a home, and then directly snatch it.

The immortal qi was in Chu He's hands, and they were helpless. But if the flowers fall into another family, then it's a different matter.

Directly sending the old Heavenly Master away, Chu He looked down at the remaining people in the main hall of the Cloud Palace, and said with a sneer: "The primordial immortal qi is mine! I will give it to whoever I say! I will give it to whomever I say! I will not give it, you can't rob it! You are all at least a few hundred years old, don't you even understand this truth? Now I say let you fight, compete for the first, the winner becomes an immortal, and the loser continues to live in the world, waiting for the end of the law to subside." I have not complied you with this, but if you do not want to, you can leave, and I will not stop you. ”

After sending the old heavenly master away, Chu He spoke like this.

Not only did the courage not diminish, but at the same time, everyone present recognized the form clearly.

Maybe they all knew it almost from the beginning, but they were just pretending to be confused and holding on to luck.

After all, if Chu He is put in the realm of the 'Great Demon King', then they can stand on the moral point of view and order the 'righteous people' in the world to stand side by side. When Chu He's hands are stained with too much blood, even if he is only a passive defensive party, it will be a big devil, and everyone will be punished.

Being in such a position, he is remembered every day, and countless people curse Chu He all the time, thinking about his death. Even if he is a true immortal of the end of the law, under the dispatch of someone with a heart, he may not be able to withstand it.

Just like Chu He said to Ying Zheng at the beginning.

The end method is actually very suppressive for true immortals.

Even if Chu He has the power to fix the sea god needle and mind, this suppression still exists, and it is not useless.

There was too much nonsense, Chu He directly pointed at the man in white with the sword and the old monk, and then said, "In the first game, you will fight first!"

What random assignment, what draw lots... Is it necessary?

Since it is Chu He who has the final say, then who fights with whom, of course, Chu He has the final say.

The hegemony is all overbearing, and if you get some democracy out, who do you want to fool?

The man in white and the old monk glanced at each other, and there was a hint of discoloration in both eyes.

Then they stood in the center of the main hall, facing each other.

Chu He's heart was playful, and with a wave of his hand, a cloud of mental power covered it, and the entire hall was transformed into a shape, and it was directly changed into the center of the rolling Yellow River. Only two lone peaks stand in the middle of the turbulent river. A huge bright moon overhead, wrapping the two of them in silhouette, seemed to be between heaven and earth, only they were each other.

On the barrage, the rolling shouting and scolding paused slightly, and began to applaud such a miraculous method, and 666 brushed non-stop. The emotions of the trolls are often the most volatile. There is nothing to fear, and there is nothing to rely on.

And the man in white and the old monk stand opposite each other like this.

"I didn't expect it to be the first battle with Lord He Shi, but it was the honor of a poor monk. The old monk folded his hands and said with a gentle expression on his face, which seemed to be very hypocritical.

The sword aura of the man in white flew all over his body, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

In the illusion formed by Chu He with the power of minds, they felt the breath of freedom that they had not seen for a long time.

"Sure enough, according to legend, this King of Chu River has a means to resist the erosion of the end law. Now it seems that the value of this method is far beyond our imagination. It can act not only on oneself, but also on others. The man in white thought to himself.

The next moment, he drew his sword and swung his sword, the vast world, the Yellow River and the bright moon were all between his sword.

Before seeing the man in white wielding his sword, no one could imagine what the beautiful swordsmanship mentioned in the story was like. But after seeing him swing his sword, they all understood, just like the sky came up from the sky, swimming in the mountains and hills, as if the bright moon was flawless and unblemished, and as if the waves of the Yellow River were turbid and boundless. There is a boundary between the turbidity, and this boundary is the sword of the man in white.

Such a swordsmanship had to make Chu He look sideways. He has never been able to enter such a focused kendo or sword path, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have an appreciative eye.

Of course, if he was facing such a sword, the way to deal with it would be very simple.

That's violent pushing... No matter what turbidity you have, no matter what long river and bright moon you have, I will only smash it with one punch, and ask you if you can stand it.

Under the shroud of this brilliant but obscure sword, the old monk shook off the dust and said, "Amitabha." ”

The golden light suddenly falls, and there is no darkness in the world.

It is a pity that such a sword alternating between turbidity and clarity, and that perfection and flaws are entangled, is truncated halfway.

The infinite golden light turned into clusters of golden raindrops, and the light suddenly exploded, as if it wanted to shoot away in all directions, and the figure of the old monk disappeared into the golden raindrops in the sky, and then layers of palm prints, slashing at the golden raindrops, accelerated the originally sharp golden raindrops more fiercely.

The gentleness and splendor of the surface are just a trick to obstruct the eyes, and the core of this golden raindrop is indeed rotating at a high speed, with the true vitality of sharp edges.

As if they had discussed, the two did not use spells or supernatural powers, but competed with their own melee techniques.

Chu He sneered, even when the battle was fierce, didn't the two of them forget to keep it?

A cultivator is not a martial artist, and the strongest is never the art of melee combat, but the unpredictable spells and supernatural powers.

"In that case, let me get to the bottom of it! ”