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Lu Ping sighed, and said slowly: "The Death Swamp is a cursed place. Strangers are not allowed to enter. If you want to enter, the only way is what I just said."

"I was also a member of Jiuli Village back then. Driven by curiosity, I went all the way to the Death Swamp. As a result, I just didn't believe in evil and fell here."

"By chance, I became the spirit of this swamp."

"I don't think you are from Jiuli Village, but outsiders?"

"Listen to my advice, leave, don't leave your life here."

Listening to Lu Ping's narration, Qin Feng and the others looked a little frightened.

"What's inside."

"Lin Quode, do you have any means of restraint?"

Lin Bei shrugged: "Don't look at me like that. I'm not omnipotent. I can't break the rule that strangers should not enter."

"Well, I do have a plan."

As he spoke, he looked at Lu Ping with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You... what do you want to do to me?"

When Lu Ping saw Lin Que's smile, his heart was shocked, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

"It's nothing, I just see that you seem a little thirsty, please have a drink."

Lin Bei winked and said with a smile, took out two bottles of happy life water, opened them directly, and poured them into the cop's mouth without waiting for Lu Ping to open his mouth.

"No... coo coo..."

Lu Ping wanted to resist, but unfortunately, under the suppression of Ju Ling's dispatched generals, he had no room to resist at all.

Under normal circumstances, in the state of soul and body, he has no way to eat.

It is a pity that no matter what state you are in, as long as you can open your mouth, Life Happiness Water can make you experience different happiness.

"You don't do well with this look, I'll give you an amateur makeover."

Lin Que grinned, took out an S-level sledgehammer from the system space, and started hitting Lu Ping repeatedly with bang bang.

Mo Qingcheng and the others at the side, seeing Lin Que's actions, thought of some strange picture in their minds, their bodies shuddered and shuddered.

So evil.

3 minute later.

On the surface of the swamp of death, Lin Que and others stepped on an object that looked like a flying cake, floating above the swamp.

The flying pancakes under their feet, no, it was Lu Ping who was crying, and shit-yellow gas was still gushing out from the back of his buttocks.

"Brother Lin, this move of yours is high, really high!"

Xiang Gan gave Lin Que a thumbs up, which was called admiration.

The swamp of death, strangers are not allowed to enter, then I will step on the soul body, now, can you help me?

"Don't be careless, I can feel that the inside of this swamp of death is very dangerous."

Xia Yuyan said solemnly, her soul power was second only to Lin Que among all the people present.

He seized aggressively, inside the death swamp, there was a dead silence, the lingering death power, if they fell, they could turn into slag in an instant.

"Speed ​​up, take us there, and I'll let you go."

Lin Que hung a big golden sword above Lu Ping's head. With just one thought, he could kill Lu Ping on the spot without leaving any scum.

Lu Ping: o(╥﹏╥)o.

His majestic soul body at the pinnacle of the supreme level was beaten into flying cakes by a group of dolls, and even rode on him.

There is no way to mix it up.

"Master, this method really won't work."

Lu Ping said with tears: "The Death Swamp has its own consciousness. My spirit is just a decoration. When it reacts, we all have to finish playing."

Lin Que didn't take it seriously, and snorted coldly: "If you want to finish the game, you must die first."

"If you don't want to die, hurry up and take us over."

"As long as we pass, I promise to get you out of the sea of ​​suffering. Are you a dignified and powerful man at the pinnacle of the supreme level, willing to spend your whole life in this swamp of death?"

"There are so many beautiful mountains and mountains outside, and the world is so big, don't you want to go out and have a look?"

Lu Ping was taken aback.

That's right, why should I waste my youth in this swamp with my peak supreme strength?

Wasn't it just for freedom when I broke into the drug camp back then?

Damn, go for a bike or a motorcycle.

Fight.

accelerate!

Lu Ping didn't talk nonsense, and secretly accelerated, leading Lin Que and the others to sprint towards the opposite bank.

At this moment, on the surface of the death swamp, bubbles expanded one by one and began to burst, and countless dead air rushed out from the bottom to form a figure.

Seeing the figure, Lu Ping's eyes nearly popped out, and his body froze in place.

"Lord...Master."

Lin Que raised his head, looked at the lifeless figure in front of him, his pupils shrank sharply.

Half holy!

Chapter 1627 Entering the Demon God Battlefield

When Lu Ping saw the semi-saint appearing, his face changed rapidly, and he said quickly.

"Master, I sacrificed my life for righteousness and deliberately tricked these guys into the swamp. Please forgive me, master."

Lin Que glanced at Lu Ping, who was in the shape of a flying cake, and ignored him. He cupped his fists and saluted respectfully.

"Heavenly Dao Academy, junior Lin Que, met senior."

The figure gathering the dead energy of the swamp slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Lin Que, frowned slightly, and asked slowly.

"Xiaosheng, why do you have the breath of an adult on your body?"

The pores of Lin Que's body tightened.

Which adult?

Demon God Chiyou?

Damn, I met a big boss this time, no matter whose aura he is talking about, it is definitely not good.

Damn it, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.

"I didn't expect senior to see it." Lin Que smiled wryly, and started acting like a Hollywood actor.

"To be honest, this junior just got instructions from an adult to go to the Demon God Battlefield, take out his leftovers, and ask the senior to let the boys go through a convenient door."

He is gambling.

I bet that the person mentioned by the half-sage is Chiyou, the demon god.

If you make a wrong bet, the big deal is that you will not do anything, and once the hell world is opened, Morgana will be released, and everyone will finish the game together.

The semi-holy figure glanced at Lin Que, but didn't realize that he was lying, so he remained silent for a while.

"We're not here to rescue Mr. Lin Que... Huh."

Before Hou Feng finished speaking, Qin Feng and Yang Dingfeng quickly covered his mouth, looked at him with murderous eyes, and said threateningly.

"You are saying one more word, killing you."

Hou Feng: ...

In front of him, after a long time, the figure of the semi-holy-level powerhouse, he asked in a deep voice: "Xiangsheng, what are you going to get from the Demon God Battlefield?"

He obviously didn't quite believe Lin Que's words.

After talking about this, Lin Que also went all out, and said, "Weapons, the weapons he left on the battlefield."

Hearing this, the semi-holy-level powerhouse shrank his pupils, looked at Lin Que in disbelief, and said in surprise, "You...you were really sent by some adult."

"Haha, I have waited for thousands of years, and finally let me wait."

The figure's face fell into madness. With a smile, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes. He knelt down on one knee, clenched his right fist and placed it at the heart, and said solemnly.

"Eighteen demon generals, spirit demon generals, pay homage to the young master!"

Lin Que: Σ(゜ロ゜;).

Crowd: ? ? ?

What the hell?

Demon general?

Is this person in front of you a demon?

"A demon named Lin Quezhu?"

"Am I hallucinating, or am I on the wrong set?"

Among Qin Feng's people who pinched him all the time, Nima, this plot reversal is a bit too fast, right?

Of all the people present, whoever was the most shocked was Lu Ping who was beaten into flying cakes. He was already scolding his mother in his heart.

Nima, I carried my master's young master into the death swamp, and even killed him, will I still have my own way of life later?

Finished calf.

Everyone in Lin Que was dumbfounded.

No, I just want to fool you, why are you so excited?

Kneel down and call the young master if you don't agree with each other, it's uncomfortable, and this guy claims to be eighteen...

"You are eighteen magic generals!"

Lin Que frowned, and looked at the spirit demon in shock, his eyes almost popping out.

He had heard Chi You mention the name of spirit demon before.

Although he is one of the Eighteen Demon Generals and his combat strength is the tail end of the crane, his loyalty is no less than that of the Sword Demon who protected him from his sacrifice.

"Demon generals, spirit demons, wait for the young master's orders!"

Lin Que was confused, and rubbed his eyebrows: "Wait a minute, you call me young master?"

"That's right, Lord Demon God said, let me guard here and wait for someone to take the weapon he left behind, whoever is the young master." Lingmo nodded and said.

Lin Que's face darkened.

Nima, young master, this old fellow Chi You gave me another trick!

It turned out that this old guy had already left behind in this Demon God battlefield. Let this guy openly call himself the young master, not to let everyone say that you, Lin Que, and my demon clan are on the same side.

Damn, got scammed.

Up to now, he has no turning back.

"Lingmo, right? Take us to the entrance of the Demon God's Battlefield."

"Get the decree!"

Sometimes, the spirit demons, the water in the death swamp began to flow towards the sky, and an iron gate imprisoned by countless pitch-black iron chains appeared at the bottom of the swamp.

"The entrance is under the swamp." Lin Que said in a deep voice. He looked at Lu Ping at his feet and smiled. The smile made people feel extremely cold.

Lu Ping couldn't help shivering, and said tremblingly: "Little...Master, I was wrong. I was confused for a while and forgot the way home."

Lin Que didn't bother to pay attention to this stupid thing. He looked at the spirit demon, hesitated for a while, and asked, "You have guarded this place since thousands of years ago?"

"A full 1000 million years, young master."

The spirit demon nodded, he clearly imprinted the number in his mind, never daring to forget, this is the reason for his support.