Chapter 768

Lu Zhengkang felt that he was really He did not stay in the illusion for hundreds of years, at best, for half a century, from the beginning of the century to the end of the century.

However, he has never been able to leave his low rent house, nor will he be hungry and tired. The sun rises and sets outside the window, and he is too lazy to count. The fun of every day is to play old-fashioned games on the computer, which soon falls behind the times. The host and PC are evolving rapidly. The outside world seems to be very beautiful. There has been turmoil for some time, but it has nothing to do with Lu Zhengkang. This room is forgotten.

He stood on the balcony, watching the modern city booming, tall buildings, like a piece of mirror, reflecting the light.

It's more and more like the end of the century in my memory. Because the residential building he lived in had not been demolished, it affected the appearance of the city. Later, it was launched into space. Lu Zhengkang looked at the earth more and more far away from him.

“？？？”

Lu Zhengkang left the earth at the speed of light. Although it was an illusion, it was also a bit strange. He watched himself leave the galaxy all the way, rush out of the local Galaxy Group and out of the observable universe. All the way out of the universe, he saw a snake circling the world.

This snake is staring at Lu Zhengkang. There is a complicated expression in his eyes that can carry billions of stars.

When Lu Zhengkang saw the snake, the file column jumped out. He knew that the snake had given him his golden finger.

"Hey Lu Zhengkang said hello to the snake on the balcony.

The snake's mind was just like a gamma ray burst. Lu Zhengkang's eyes were white, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

Dazed, just like falling from a high altitude, Lu Zhengkang was cold all over, and a sentence came to his ear: "I give you the ability to recover your regret. You should live a happy life in this life."

He awoke from the rapid fall.

At this time, he felt that the sea of air was empty. The heart seal is brilliant. There is a grain of "sand" in the funnel-shaped seal. It is a small square seal, which is the seal of the red sky and the underworld.

In the inner vision of Dantian, the misty essence has now turned into a sea of blood. Countless broken weapons are deposited on the bottom of the sea. In the middle of the sea, in the air, there is a delicate ghost capital surrounded by the strict square walls. It's still empty.

The general seal of Hades was shaken. Yu Xun flew out of the whale bone boat and took the initiative to enter the ghost capital. He turned into a big flag in the camp of the city.

Lu Zhengkang thought about it for a while and wanted to name his own underworld. However, in his impression, the names of such ghost cities, such as Fengdu and wansi, are not very pleasant to hear. But if they are elegant, they are not in line with the temperament of ghost cities. There is no suitable name for them. However, if they don't name them now, they will be even more lazy in the future.

He sat for a while, but he didn't come up with any name of Xindaya, so he still called it the red heaven underworld, or the red hell city for short.

The process of his promotion to the stage of demonization is very smooth. Lu Zhengkang looks around. There is a layer of blood on the walls of the earth house. These are the visions produced by his spilled mana, which will not fade for hundreds of years.

When he went out, it was overcast, and it seemed that it would rain soon. Red Tianzhong were waiting outside, forming a long line. Lu Zhengkang asked them, "how about hunting?"

"I have captured a litter of fox demons, a pig demon, and mandrills, all of which have been broken to pieces." Yu Dong replied honestly, "master, have you been promoted?"

"How long has it been?" Lu Zhengkang began to stretch, and he felt his ass numb.

"Seven days."

"Oh, that's a long time. It's really a long time." Lu Zhengkang was careless. He said to the red heaven, "I've become a power of the underworld. In the future, you can go to the underworld to live when you die."

This news just makes us nod. As planned, the demon master's magic power has been established, and we all know what he is more concerned about now.

Yu Dong said, "master, shall we start now? To Fengcheng. "

Lu Zhengkang squinted and looked West. "Do you feel it?"

All the disciples nodded.

"There are a lot of corpses and souls waiting for us to clean up. It's really after the autumn harvest. It's time to kill. Next, you go to the west, to relieve the suffering people, but also to those angry soul relief. We can spread the "red sky xuanming salvation mantra" so that people who are willing to die in the underworld can read it. "

Red Tianzhong took orders, set up a bone boat, carried a piece of blood cloud and flew West.

As for Lu Zhengkang, he walked slowly towards Fengcheng.

The world is prosperous, if there is no other deer is healthy, white also less than three colors. Now that he has become a great master, the only difference is the accumulation of time. When the tool men under his command collect the spirits and turn them into soldiers in the underworld, his combat power will increase by one point. Besides, it's about refining magic weapons. The better the spirit material is, the more mana and time it takes to sharpen it. For example, the flying sword may not be able to be refined for hundreds of years.

However, there are tens of millions of ways to refine the magic weapon. The magic weapon manufacturing process inherited by Chitian is also more industrial. The main purpose is to let the tool makers work together to sacrifice and refine the magic weapon, shorten the time, and separate the magic weapon one by one. The whale bone boat took more than 300 parts, and it took nearly four months to take shape. It has the basic function as a magic weapon, and it's not a magic weapon The refining of this thing will continue until the magic material itself can't bear more mana.Before he left Tongling mountain, Lu Zhengkang bought a hundred jin black iron ingot from a famous blacksmith at the foot of the mountain. In exchange for a heart seal and "secret candle and white bone Temple", he calculated carefully and spared a tool man.

One hundred jin black iron is two fists big. Lu Zhengkang is thinking about how to make good use of these materials. Recently, his hair has grown to the tail vertebrae. He usually wears a square scarf on his head, and his long hair will naturally fall down behind him. Some fishermen often braid his hair, which is very interesting. But now, he wants to refine a hair band iron ring.

Let's make a "trouble free" one. It's a magic weapon in the shape of a circle. It's as big and small as you like. Usually, it can be put on your wrist or ankle. Or when you meet an opponent, you can throw out the trouble free son and put it on someone's neck. When the iron ring shrinks, you can roll off the head.

It is the so-called no head, no trouble, no trouble is to solve people's problems, but only once in a lifetime, once in a lifetime.

Lu Zhengkang is throwing the iron ingot up and down. It's like playing with a brick. He's holding a fire in his hand. The iron ingot is red and shining. Every time he throws it, the physical property becomes more pure. When it's thoroughly refined, he can start to make magic weapons.

He went to the northwest. He drove in the daytime and camped out at night. A week later, the red ingot was kneaded by him like a dough. Lu Zhengkang was like a traveling salesman. Hair, image not to mention poor, so, he also met the robber to stop him, what is the reason?

"I don't have any money." Lu Zhengkang smiles.