Ghost world, somewhere in a cave.
The man with three faces of gold, silver and bronze was silent as he faced the ever-changing images in front of him.
In the image, the green dragon was killing the evil ghost camp. The killing was so bloody that rivers of blood flowed, the ghost heads rolled, and the smoke disappeared...
"It's unbelievable that he can cultivate to the point of surpassing the Ghost Lord so quickly." After a long time, the silver-faced man sighed.
"Hmph, it's actually quite common. According to legend, at the beginning of the creation of the upper world, golden immortals were everywhere, and the strong ones were not as good as dogs. You can become a demon by swallowing a mouthful of essence liquid, and you can become a god by eating a piece of fairy grass. At the beginning of the lower world, "Although the vitality is poor, there are inevitably those who are favored by heaven..." The golden-masked man reluctantly explained, and in the end he didn't even believe it.
"Damn it, his power has increased so fast, many of our strategies are useless! He also took away the Butian Cauldron that he worked so hard to refine. What should we do?" The bronze-faced man had a bad temper and was very angry. Talking.
"For the present, I can only endure it." The golden-masked man shook his head.
"Can't we let the Ghost Lord come forward and beat him to death? He is in the ghost world." The bronze-faced man said not wanting to give up.
"Haha, if you want to kill him, the ghost world will probably be buried with him. How can the ghost master accept this ending? In fact, until now, the ghost master has not come forward to prove what their true thoughts are." Yin. The man said calmly.
"I guess the ghost master wanted to let the other party take the little ghost to vent his anger, and then send him out of the country as a gift." The golden-masked man sighed.
"Are these the Five Great Ghost Lords who are so famous in the upper world after losing their power and humiliating the world? They are simply peaceful kings of the mortal world!" the bronze-faced man said with great disdain.
"Every time comes, heaven and earth are all working together, and the heroes are not free. This is what I am talking about. The ghost kings may also be very angry, but they will never be dominated by emotions." The golden-masked man said calmly.
At this moment, the image changed.
The blue dragon stopped killing evil spirits, and after a while, a towering giant ghost appeared.
I saw that its head was almost touching the sky, and half of its body was still under the earth.
"The powerful ghost master finally couldn't bear it anymore. He is the most powerful among the five ghosts. He was killed by this dragon before and an important incarnation was killed. Now he should be coming back for revenge." The bronze-faced man said with a little excitement.
"This Dragon Lord, you have fought and killed, haven't you had enough fun?" the towering giant ghost said coldly.
"Hmph, you went down to the realm without authorization and oppressed the human race. I just came back to teach you a lesson." Qinglong showed no sign of weakness.
"You have killed one thousand and eight of my guards, isn't that enough?" The giant ghost seemed to want to give in.
"As long as you stick to your duties, I will not kill them all." Qinglong continued.
"Well, we won't squeeze those human races anymore, but we will open up another planet to absorb vitality. This should be alright, right?" The towering giant ghost actually made a concession!
"Hmph, as expected, the Ghost Lord has given in as the elder brother said," the bronze-faced man mocked, "but I'm afraid he doesn't know that this green dragon should have regarded the lower realm as his own territory, so how can he continue to agree to it?" To draw strength? They must still have to go through it."
"Take a look and then talk." The silver-faced man disagreed.
At this moment, Qinglong in the picture seemed to be stunned for a while after hearing the words, and then replied later.
"Since you don't use your strength to overwhelm others and want to be self-reliant, then just do it yourself. Anyway, the demon world is doing the same thing, and you are not the only one." Qinglong said this.
"Hey, why would He answer like this? Isn't He worried that the lower world will be drained out?" The bronze-faced man was very surprised.
The golden-masked man nodded, then frowned and said, "There must be a deceit here. Since this dragon has become a god first, doesn't it have a sense of territory? How can he allow his own world to be sucked by others?"
"Yeah, it's a bit confusing." The silver-faced man shook his head.
"Huh, maybe it's just going with the flow," the bronze-faced man sneered, "Maybe he knows that we are doing useless work and just lets us waste our time."
"Alas, this is probably the only explanation. God's will cannot be violated. We worked so hard to create a Heaven-Building Cauldron, and it just disappeared. Even if the Demon Lords created a geometric planet, there is no guarantee of what will happen in the future." Jin Mian The man said calmly.
"Hey, I have an idea. You should have read the history of mankind in the lower world. What the incarnations of the Demon Saints did at this time, do you think it looks like the relationship between the colony and the suzerain country..." The silver-faced man suddenly thought.
"Hiss..." The other two metal masked men immediately looked at each other and understood at the same time.
"I see. No wonder this guy will allow Ghost Lord to open up another planet. He is waiting to accept investment and construction from the other party!" The copper-faced man was the first to understand the mystery.
"Well, that's right. Since there is a betrayal in the incarnation of the Demon Saint, wouldn't there be a second one? This lower world is desolate and empty. There are only a few civilized races that can be found so far. There is no civilization that can travel across the universe at the speed of light. No spaceships can be built, and technology has not really exploded. Space navigation was only achieved by relying on mysterious power." The golden-masked man nodded repeatedly.
"Oh, it's great to be strong. If I hit the Ghost Lord on the left cheek, the Ghost Lord would also send the right cheek away." The silver-faced man suddenly sighed.
The other two nodded. These words were too ordinary, but at this time, they made people very unwilling.
Could they just watch another strong person rise
Or should we also join this trend and gain some benefits
Thinking of this, the golden-faced man said calmly: "It seems that the ghost masters probably don't need us anymore. In this case, two brothers, why don't we go down to the next world, find a planet, and use the mature technology to farm and raise people. Either you believe in becoming a god, or you practice cultivation to become a Taoist, it may not be a glorious path."
"Yes, what eldest brother is saying is that in terms of wisdom and strength, we are not much worse than others. In the past, the positions in the upper realm were fixed, and there was no chance to rise to the top. However, the lower realm is still empty, and it is just a matter of heroes vying for hegemony." The copper-faced man was the first to agree. .
"It's just that if we want to escape, we have to go through a process. We can't harm the Ghost Lord. We are not the confident dragon." The silver-faced man said steadily.
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Earth.
Qinglong left the ghost world and flew back to his hometown with his tail swung.
"Big Rich Man, why do you ask me not to care about the Ghost Lord and Demon Saints who are absorbing the power of our world on other planets?" The uncle said with some dissatisfaction.
"What do you know? After they finish the construction, you can then incite the races on those planets to use the slogan of anti-colonialism to fight against them and take back their infrastructure. Isn't this just and practical?" Fang Ning said plausibly. He said, "As for the vitality they absorbed and captured and killed those leaders, won't they come back again?"
"Well, the rich man is so smart, I am ashamed of myself." The uncle was really convinced.
"Hahahaha, your IQ, which is just a bucket, compared with mine, is like the stars versus the bright moon, or the creek versus the sea, the gap is so huge that it cannot be calculated." Fang Ning was proud.
"Damn it, why do I feel like my IQ has dropped a lot even though I was promoted to a god-level system? I really don't understand." The uncle said angrily.
"Haha, this should be your rule setting. The higher the power, the lower the IQ. Just like humans and dinosaurs. Dinosaurs are powerful and do not need to evolve their IQ, but humans do not. In order to adapt to survival, humans have to work hard. Develop IQ," Fang Ning said with sadness. "For example, I am a replica of this. Surviving under your oppression, I was forced to broaden my horizons, control the situation, and become a great emperor from a small citizen. .”
"..." The uncle was stunned for a moment and said quietly, "I don't see the emperor's style at all, but your face is indeed very rubbed."
"Go away, I have to practice. Don't disturb me for nothing. If you have anything to discuss with Qinglong Qisu, unless it involves major matters that may expose the secrets of the system," Fang Ning ordered.
"I know, get out of here too." The uncle was equally unceremonious.