Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

Chapter 500

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes after reading it.

Those who can be respected as big brothers among the reincarnationists are indeed impeccable in terms of strength, character, and strategy.

Shen Ji and Jing Shou did not willingly let others use them as a gun as he imagined, but stopped when they saw the opportunity.

After all, whether it is the Dark Alliance or the three major official organizations, there are Nine-Step Kings behind them. They want to kill these Eight-Step Kings completely, and they can do it with some effort.

But if they are hunted down by the Nine-Step King at all costs and cannot hold the God Sacrifice as soon as possible, it will be a big loss.

The two people's logic is obviously very clear, and they are not so easily led astray.

"This reincarnationist has a bad temper~"

Jiang Chen shook his head regretfully.

Not long after, another message was received that the plan to surround and kill the sick building was discussed, and the action time was tomorrow night in the early morning.

The reason for the postponement of one day was because of Sister Hong who suddenly reported to be crowned as a king, and Uncle Wei who had greatly improved his strength.

As usual, no one asked about how they improved their strength.

——Respect each other's secrets for a common goal.

This is the consistent purpose of the underworld.

Jiang Chen planned to continue sleeping after watching it, but who knew that Tiezhu, who had drunk a bellyful of water on the balcony, ran in and pestered him to buy another TV.

This kid is also thick-skinned. He just said that TV is an evil thing last night, and now he wants to watch it and throws a tantrum, tears streaming down his face, and does everything he can.

Jiang Chen picked it up, made a few gestures, and drove it to lie on its side.

Who knew that Tiezhu's perseverance and willpower were extraordinary. After failing here, he ran to Sister Hong and knocked on the door, calling her stepmother.

After Sister Hong asked about the purpose of the visit, she spat lightly and told it not to shout nonsense, and personally moved her 85-inch, 85X9500B TV worth more than 100,000 yuan to help it install it, and also made a table of her specialty dishes for Tiezhu to eat and watch.

Tiezhu was very touched and said that he would treat his stepmother to hot pot when he was free.

Hong Jie didn't know why, but nodded and agreed happily.

The lights in the living room were turned off, and the large screen was lit. Tiezhu was lying on the sofa with the stone pillar wrapped around his tail, operating the remote control with a look of concentration, and the sound of the TV was faintly heard.

In the bedroom, Jiang Chen was holding the Yin Shen Hammer and sleeping soundly.

The scene was warm.

But as the saying goes, when you feel that the years are peaceful, there must be someone carrying the burden for you.

At this time, the reincarnations scattered in various places looked at the darkening sky, lit one cigarette after another, but couldn't sleep at all.

They finally fought hard to grab some high-level sacrifices.

In the end, they found that the ordinary sacrifices they had collected before were all snatched away by that grandson, and they couldn't make up enough for the big sacrifice!

Moreover, the method of killing the king by the reincarnationists is often only effective for the first time in an era.

In other words, those who failed to return to the king realm with this harvest were basically doomed to miss the "last chance".

Of course, they were not without a solution.

Those with a solid foundation could dig out their savings from the past.

Those who were penniless could only cooperate with some contemporary forces, either joining them or providing some ancient magic, secrets of the previous dynasty, etc., in exchange for ordinary sacrifices.

In the past, it would be impossible for the pride of the reincarnationists to lower their status like this, but Jiang Chen helped them successfully overcome the psychological barrier.

…

Another night fell, and some powerful figures soared into the sky in the bustling city neon.

Most people could not notice it.

Even among the Yincha, only the stronger ones seemed to feel something, but they looked up and found nothing.

Sarola.

Standing on the western plateau, the last city of Kyushu, further west is the famous death zone, deserted, low temperature, lack of oxygen, experienced locals may not be able to come out alive.

However, the development of tourism over the years has made this city, which should have been lonely, very lively. The lights are on all night, which has led to its nickname: the city that never sleeps.

The most widely recommended place for young men and women in poetry and distant places.

Tonight, a black shadow flashed from time to time in the lights of the city that never sleeps. A house built in the center of Sarola, covering a large area and worth hundreds of millions, but never seen anyone coming in and out, began to appear one after another.

"Lao Zhou? You are here too, come here!"

"Lao Zhao, come on, have a drink to warm up your body, what about not drinking before the mission, you old boy is too pedantic, and this time you are following Lord Samsara to do things, what are you afraid of?"

"The rules cannot be broken!"

"..."

These people have different personalities, and they all know each other in their conversations. And judging from their conversations, they are definitely people who have been in high positions for a long time.

Those who know them will see at a glance that this is the current director of the major underworld branches!

"Isn't this Lao Sun?""Why are you going, Old Sun? If you are going crazy, don't attack your own people."

"Yeah, you are too capable..."

When Sun Zhengyi arrived, he didn't care what others were saying, and immediately laughed and said loudly: "What? When will King Wei Wu and King Chen of my Jiangbei Branch arrive? You two will arrive later, no hurry, no hurry."

Everyone: "..."

We didn't ask.

Are you afraid that others don't know about the two kings of your Jiangbei Branch?

At this time, a heavy breath descended, as if a mountain range was pressing down on the top of the head. Everyone turned their heads and bowed.

"Hello, Senior Zou!"

"Senior Zou is here too!"

"..."

The person who came was Jiang Chen's old acquaintance, Xiao Zou, who nodded gently to all directions.

"Hey! Xiao Li, you're welcome, Xiao Wang, what senior or not, Xiao Liu, let's drink a glass of barley wine together, you won't get drunk, don't worry..."

Several half-kings arrived later.

Finally, a heavyweight figure arrived.

"Lord Urban King!"

"Your aura is unfathomable. Has your lord entered the realm of king?"

"Congratulations!"

"..."

The Urban King, with long legs and a black robe that could not hide his good figure, landed on the ground, glanced around, nodded coldly, and stood aside quietly.

With a Yama here, the atmosphere on the scene also calmed down a bit.

"That is..."

One person was suddenly surprised.

"Isn't that Yu Qian, the descendant of Emperor Song? How come it's not his master."

"No, this person's aura..."

"Half King!?"

"Did the descendant of Yama break through with the great sacrifice?"

The little fat man landed on the ground, one hand in his pocket, looking around like a show-off, very satisfied, and swinging two small chain hammers with the other hand.

"Meet Lord Urban King!"

Yu Qian spoke.

A simple sentence, but it shocked everyone again.

The world of strange people all emphasizes strength.

Zou Lianshan and several veteran half-kings were all there, but Yu Qian only saluted the city king, which undoubtedly showed that one of them had the strength to challenge the veteran half-kings after breaking through to the half-king.

No one questioned it.

If you think about it, you will know that this is a very normal thing. The path taken by the descendants of Yan Luo is beyond the reach of ordinary strong people.