Calamity of Tomorrow

In Zhou Bai's perception, each one was extremely subtle, and the white air flow like a needle and thread flew from the air and channeled into the sea of ​​his knowledge.

'found it. ’

With a joy in Zhou Bai's heart, he knew that it was in the field of natural disasters. Some people were hostile to him, and he was attacked by Guihai Heixa, which reduced his luck.

So Zhou Bai leapt along the place where the white luck hit.

‘Is this guy? ‘Zhou Baiyuan ’s divine power swept over the opponent, and he no longer used Guihai Heixa, because Guihai Heixa was too easy to recognize, so after he launched it once, he switched to the **** mode, and then took out a face towel to put on.

...

Two minutes ago, in a high-rise building in the dungeon, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old was sitting at his desk and constantly writing something.

If you look closely, you can see all the densely packed information on the paper about the big four contest.

As he wrote, he muttered: "Zhou Bai ... Cang Ming ... Empty Zen ..."

Looking at the information he sorted out, he exhaled deeply, violently tore the entire piece of paper full of information, shattered it, and threw it into the trash can aside, still remembering the four school comparisons in his mind. Content.

"This group of immortals really stretches their hands longer. Even the results of the four school comparisons also want to manipulate, and people are not regarded as equal objects of communication."

"One day, I want these immortals to kneel in front of me to admit their mistakes. Keep them all in the zoo and show them to the whole world."

The belly debunked some fairy gods, and he thought of students like Zhou Bai and Kong Chan.

"Four Avenue School didn't use it, so I put my hope on the students? People like Zhou Bai, Kong Chan, and Cang Ming did not rely on the resources of Dao School?"

"Now it's time for life and death, and you still want to rely on a few students to turn around? These monks have really been trained on dogs for so many years."

"They occupy the most resources of human beings and enjoy the fruits of all their labors. As a result, after so many years, not only did they fail to win the demon, but they also lost ground. Human beings were beaten to the point of the cones. Guy. "

Just then, the pen on his hand flickered and made a sound: "I have received the information you provided, which is good."

Listening to the sounds made in the pen, the boy's look changed, with a trace of fear, a trace of nervousness: "For the past few months, I have sent you information every day. When you promise us, you can do it."

A cold voice came from the pen: "Soon. Prepare yourself, as soon as next month, and as late as two months, I will help you complete the transformation of the reincarnation of the devil."

Hearing these words, the young man was happy in his heart: ‘God is reborn! I can finally become a demon. As long as I have the power of the demon, what fairy god, what is the Fourth Avenue School, what white, empty Zen, Cangming, will be stepped on my feet. ’

The young man couldn't help but get excited when he thought that he had mastered the power of the demon and immortal.

After a while, the teenager noticed that the pen in his hand quietly quieted down, as if the other party had completely disconnected.

He exhaled softly, remembering the process of getting the pen.

The teenager's name is Jin Xiang. He is a student who has not been admitted to Dao School and is preparing to retake the exam.

That was the day he went to the library, and he accidentally picked up a pen on the ground, but he did not expect that the pen could be directly connected to the demon.

The moment he picked up the pen, he wanted to turn it in immediately, but after listening to the rebirth of the demon, he hesitated.

‘Heaven, the Fourth Avenue School, we ca n’t rely on all of us. Only ourselves can save the human race. ’

With this idea in mind, he began to gather information for the Demon, and then found that in Beihai City, far more than himself became the demon's downline.

With the expectation that Tian Mo turned around, Jin Xiang carefully put the pen in his chest pocket, and the whole man leaned on the chair with a happy face.

"Jin Xiang! Eat!"

Jin Xiang frowned and said impatiently: "I see."

When he walked out of the room, he saw that his parents were sitting at the table ready to eat, and his mother looked at him and said, "Don't forget to wash your hands."

Jin Xiang sat down: "Is there anything good to wash, I haven't touched anything dirty."

The mother said angrily, "I asked you to wash your hands, did you hear me! Don't eat without washing!"

Jin Xiang swiped his lips, walked to the bathroom, and said secretly in his heart, ‘Cut, when I become a demon, no one wants to order me again. ’

He came to the toilet to wash his hands, but felt that his feet suddenly slipped, almost fell down, looked down, and there was a dark, smelly thing appearing on the ground. On his shoes.

He froze: "This is ..."

He stepped back a few steps, and found that another pile of thin **** kept appearing at his feet, making him helpless to exclaim: "What's going on? Why is there so much **** in the toilet !!!"

The mother in the restaurant heard nothing: "There is no **** in the toilet. Where is the shit, don't forget to flush the toilet after you finish pulling it."

"No!" Jin Xiang panicked. "A lot of shit, a lot of thin **** on the ground !!"

The mother frowned and walked to the toilet. She couldn't help covering her nose before she approached. When she saw the messy scene in the toilet, she shouted: "Jin Xiang, what are you doing! Who asked You **** on the ground! "

"It's not me! It's not me!" Jin Xiang anxiously said, "It's **** that suddenly appeared on the ground!"

The mother looked at him with a look of disdain, covering her nose, and said, "You pull it, it's best to clean it." After that, she turned away, leaving Jin Xiang with a look of anger: "I didn't pull it!" "

Mom turned her head: "It's so thin, doesn't it have a good stomach? I have eaten a few dishes recently, and I have more porridge."

"Fuck! I said it wasn't me!" Jin Xiang stepped forward two steps, and immediately two filthy filth grew on the ground, and he saw his eyes broken: "Daoshu! It must be Daoshu attack!"

The mother rolled her eyes and heard: "Who uses Taoism for Dao attacks."

The dad on the side worried, "Is this kid under too much pressure, and he hasn't been admitted to Dao school for three years ..."

"That's a problem with the Taoist school system!" Jin Xiang said angrily: "And you wait and see, I will definitely become a transcendence of immortals and transcendence of heaven!"

Seeing Jin Xiang stepping on a large beach of filth, my mother said angrily, "What are you doing! Go back! Clean the toilet for me!"

Jin Xiang walked a few steps back, and immediately found that a few puppets of dilution kept popping up at his feet, and he was shocked: "I see. Is it that I have awakened the blood of the immortal god! Mastered the extraordinary ability? This leads Every time I move, I summon these ... filthy? "

"It doesn't look like this thing is shit, maybe it just looks like it. After all, it is impossible to wake up the blood of the immortal gods."