Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 737 You should know why I can be named Southern Emperor!

Liuli Mansion, at the city gate.

Two rows of soldiers with royal aura on their bodies were standing ready for battle. The monster catcher with an iron plate hanging on his waist leaned against the city wall with his arms folded, his eyes lowered, taking in the faces of all the passers-by.

Not only this place, but now all the twenty-seven prefectures in Great Nanzhou are in this scene.

Because General Zhennan stopped at Liuli Mansion, less than twenty feet inside the city gate, there were even two titled generals sitting opposite each other under the shade of a tree. They seemed to be talking casually, but in fact their aura had enveloped the entire long street.

Not to mention that in places where no one noticed, the entire Great South Continent was being closely watched by those silent stone-suppressing stones, among which there was even a third-grade monster comparable to the Daluo Immortal Venerable.

Under such strict defense.

Two men dressed as porters, one tall and strong, carrying a shoulder pole, the other thin and hunched, following behind with his head down. After being questioned by the soldiers, they walked into the city with steady steps.

The two men entered right under the nose of the monster catcher, and walked past the titled general who was sitting opposite them. They were talking with their lips moving, obviously.

But the titled general didn't notice anything unusual, let alone hear any sound.

"What are we doing here?"

There was a hint of doubt in the thin porter's eyes.

It was a long journey, all done on foot, without the use of any magical powers. Although it wasn't tiring, it was certainly a bit troublesome.

With the strength of two people, in order to conquer Great South Continent, do they have to choose a special place?

"Liuli Prefecture is located in the middle of the twenty-seven prefectures of Great South Continent. The strong men of the Divine Dynasty have long known of my existence. Having just dealt with that group of rubbish, they must be paying close attention to me now. If they want to take precautions, they will gather all their strength in one place. This place is perfect for them to control the overall situation."

The tall and strong porter did not look around, but his muddy bare feet moved faster and faster.

The two fourth-rank monks who were sitting opposite each other just now also confirmed his idea from the side. No other city had such treatment.

"besides……"

He stretched out his voice, his voice was calm, and he said without disguising, "This emperor can't trust you, and he can't trust them either."

Hearing this, the thin porter frowned slightly, but did not dare to offend the other party.

After all, the "they" the other party mentioned was most likely referring to the Bodhi Sect and the Three Immortals Sect. Compared with these two major sects, not trusting oneself was nothing.

After a while.

The Southern Emperor slightly pulled at the brim of his hat, slowly stopped, and looked towards the majestic government office.

It deliberately took the only remaining demon lord with it and wandered aimlessly through the twenty-seven prefectures of Nanzhou as if it was in an empty place. It was not showing off its strength, nor was it deliberately delaying time out of cowardice.

After all, although the Southern Emperor was forced to come to the Divine Dynasty due to the reminder of the incense ash hand seal, he was only afraid of the Great Freedom and Pure World Bodhisattva.

As long as Mount Sumeru does not come out, in this Great South Continent, it is still the emperor that looks down on the world.

However, the losses they had suffered previously were definitely not something that the Divine Dynasty could have done, and were most likely caused by the open and covert struggles between the two religions.

The Southern Emperor can accept the risk of coming to Pozhou, but this time, no one can grasp its whereabouts, including that group of so-called Bodhisattvas and Immortals.

Where and when to start, only you must know.

"call."

The tall porter took off the shoulder pole and casually placed the other end on the ground.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and a look of intense intoxication appeared on his face.

"found it."

Hiss... The carrying pole was dragged across the stone floor, and the tall porter closed his eyes, calmly stepped onto the stairs, crossed the threshold, and walked into the government office.

Everyone seemed to ignore his figure.

A woman in white passed by him. Just as she reached the door and was about to leave the government office, she suddenly stopped in place as if struck by lightning.

Ye Lan subconsciously covered her chest, feeling her heart beating violently.

Her other hand instinctively grasped the Demon-Slaying Order at her waist. As she stared in amazement, the yellow mist in the jade token containing the power of triple transformation suddenly began to riot.

Click, click.

A crisp sound rang in Ye Lan's ears, and the Demon-Slaying Order in his hand shattered into several pieces.

The back of her clothes was instantly soaked with cold sweat. She turned around suddenly and saw people coming and going in the hall, laughing and talking non-stop. Everything was no different from usual.

But Ye Lan's body trembled slightly, and his pupils constricted, as if he saw the corpses lying on the ground next to him.

It…is coming!
……

In a small courtyard deep in the government office.

The three Zhennan generals read through the news coming from the major cities every day with serious expressions, unwilling to miss any clues.

Yang Mingli rubbed his eyes and cast his gaze on the map on the table. His eyes kept wandering over the twenty-seven mansions, and he said with a wry smile, "It's not right to come, and it's not right not to come. If I keep waiting like this, I'm afraid that before it arrives, I will be exhausted and die of exhaustion."

Even if he was a third-rank expert, it was not a big deal if he was always so nervous.

"You're not happy when you really come."

Feng Xi glared at him unhappily, while Yan Lanting carefully put the book he had just flipped through into order, and then took out a new one.

Seeing this, Yang Mingli smacked his lips. Even this old man didn't want to argue with him anymore. This was enough to show how much pressure they were under.

He stared at the map helplessly, hoping to find some clues from it: "Whether you come or not, my words have no say."

At this moment, a shoulder pole as thick as a bowl came out from behind his shoulder and gently touched the middle of the map, the part belonging to Liuli City.

A soft whisper sounded in his ears.

"Here it is. Right here."

In an instant, Yang Mingli's hair stood on end. Ever since he became the General of Zhennan, no one had been able to get so close to him quietly for many years.

His whole body was filled with powerful energy, and he subconsciously wanted to look back.

However, the carrying pole fell on Yang Mingli's shoulders. This ordinary and mundane object actually pinned a third-rank strong man down on the chair.

"do not move."

The murmurs were still as soft as those of mosquitoes, but the three of them could hear a hint of resentment in them.

That is the unwillingness to be controlled by others.

This kind of resentment urgently needs a channel to vent.

"If you move again... I'll beat you to death."

The tall porter held the carrying pole in one hand and gently took off his hat with the other. He opened his mouth and licked his white teeth with his tongue. A hideous smile gradually appeared on his stubble-covered face.

The threat was more brutal than that of a street thug, but when it came from the mouth of a great demon with a long-standing reputation in Da Nanzhou, no one would question its authenticity.

Yang Mingli felt that his brain was trembling. After a brief breakdown of his thoughts, his attention began to be focused as never before, and he frantically thought about how to deal with the situation.

But even so, his breathing, which became heavier due to nervousness, was an instinctive reaction of his body that was not controlled by his brain.

"This way, I have heard a lot of rumors."

"Among them, the word Nanyang is the most familiar."

"Excuse me, three of you, which one is General Nanyang?" The tall porter casually threw his hat on the ground. He was now deep in the center of the Great South Continent of the Divine Dynasty, shrouded by the imperial aura and surrounded by the most elite warriors of the Divine Dynasty. However, he seemed to be strolling leisurely and calmly, and he even had the mood to solve the confusion in his heart.

After all, based on what it saw and heard during this trip through South Continent, the failure of all its plans seemed to be closely related to this title.

The Southern Emperor was really curious about who on earth could possess such strength and yet be able to predict everything.

This disrupted its plans, causing it to fall into the current situation where it was forced to come to Pozhou.

It slowly glanced at the three people in front of it: "No one is talking?"

The stubble on the man's face trembled slightly, and he was laughing silently: "In that case, let's just assume that the three of you are from Nanyang."

This question doesn't need an answer.

If he really had the ability, he would be able to see it at a glance. If he was dead, it wouldn’t matter whether he was in Nanyang or not.

It had clearly used the carrying pole to restrain Yang Mingli, but at this moment, under the three people's close gazes, it actually let go of the carrying pole so easily.

Immediately afterwards, the man stretched lazily in front of the three people, and at the same time, a loud yawn as loud as thunder came out of his mouth.

"what--"

Along with this dull sound, his strong body suddenly glowed with indigo. His originally tight skin rippled like waves and turned into layers. His whole body swelled up wildly as if it was blown up!

"Do it!"

Yan Lanting suddenly let out a loud shout.

What is most recorded in those ancient books is the extremely terrifying huge body of this monster.

In other words, this beast doesn't even need to use any means, just showing his true form can turn the entire Liuli City into ruins!

The three Zhennan generals simultaneously issued the order to slay the demon.

The majestic imperial aura in that token far surpassed the one in Ye Lan's hand.

They were colleagues who had worked together for many years. There was no need for them to communicate at this moment. They understood each other's thoughts. Without any hesitation, Yang Mingli and Feng Xi hugged the porter's left and right arms respectively, while Yan Lanting hugged the other's waist.

They mobilized the power of robbery at the same time, wanting to send it to the sky.

"..."

Wushan, who came upon hearing the sound, walked hurriedly and frantically, but when he reached the entrance of the courtyard, he stopped inexplicably.

He stared blankly at the yard.

In the previous breath, the three adults seemed to be controlling the porter, but in the next breath, with the rapid expansion of the indigo mountain of flesh, the three of them were like three ants hanging on the branches of a giant tree supporting the sky, drifting in the wind.

Wushan's gaze just now changed to a slightly foolish upward gaze in the blink of an eye.

This familiar figure seemed to bring him back to his childhood, when his family was brutally murdered. He looked up and saw a fleeting yet unforgettable terrifying shadow in the sky.

Wushan practiced hard for many years, and in countless days and nights, he had been imagining what kind of bold words he would say to relieve the resentment in his heart when he stood in front of that figure again one day.

But when this moment really came, he had changed from looking up at her from a far-reaching position back then to being able to stand closer and look up at her now.

Those lofty words that had been prepared for many years were transformed into a few trembling words amid the uncontrollable trembling of the body.

"Nan... Emperor Nan!"

Before he finished speaking, the indigo-colored mountain of flesh had grown to the same size as the entire city, hanging high above the numerous living beings in Liuli Prefecture, blocking out the sun and moon, and scattering the white clouds in the sky. Its shadow engulfed the earth in an instant.

"Get up for me!!"

Even when facing the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, Yan Lanting was able to force himself to walk out of the hall.

But now, the Southern Emperor didn't even take any action, and the old man let out a broken roar!
He was the only cultivator among the three who had completed the three transformations, and he also held in his hand such a mysterious item as the Demon-Slaying Order. The rich imperial aura contained in it had almost enveloped his entire body, transforming it into a large yellow robe.

The three Zhennan generals pressed their palms into the fat, but they could only barely push the indigo-colored mountain of flesh higher into the air. Before they really started fighting, they were already showing signs of exhaustion!

The yawns from before turned into bursts of laughter.

The Southern Emperor finally retracted his stretched arms, glanced indifferently at Yan Lanting who was like an ant on his body, and shook his head: "You are not Nanyang."

Then, it looked at Feng Xi again: "You are not either."

Until the end, the meat mountain glanced at Yang Mingli with contempt: "You are even more impossible."

In the breath, it sank suddenly.

With just such a simple action, the royal aura of the three Zhennan generals suddenly dissipated, their faces turned red to the point where blood was almost dripping, and they spurted out blood plasma in turn according to their level of cultivation.

"puff!"

They didn't even have the chance to use their own methods. If they refused to let go, they would be killed directly.

In addition to the terrifying force surging through his body.

The thunder-like laughter in their ears shook them to the point that their souls were about to break apart, and even the whites of their eyes were covered with bloodshot.

Just when the Southern Emperor felt a little bored and was about to kill the three people directly, he suddenly raised his eyelids, and saw a sudden ripple in the air, like an invisible mouth, swallowing all three people.

"..."

The Southern Emperor stopped laughing and quietly looked down at the ground below him.

Soon, its gaze returned to the courtyard.

At some point, the three monks had returned to the ground again. With the help of a thin figure, they sat back in their chairs with a weak breath.

The black shirt swayed slightly, and the man leaned over and removed the remaining force from Yan Lanting's body. Then he stood up again, turned his head silently, and looked at the indigo flesh mountain in the sky.

This was the first time the two looked at each other in Liuli Mansion.

The Southern Emperor saw the fair and handsome face clearly. He had seen this face only once before, but he still remembered it vividly.

From the Seven Holy Lakes to the reunion in Great South Continent, the only thing that remained unchanged was the contempt and arrogance in his eyes.

"Hahaha……"

The Southern Emperor forced a laugh from his throat, and in his laugh there was the same unwillingness as before, but that unwillingness soon faded away, and was replaced by rage that anyone could hear.

It thought the problem was caused by the conflict between the two religions and that it was caught up in it, but it never expected that—

The same South Sumeru.

Some people forced themselves to come to Pozhou, while others were using the demon race to establish a name for themselves.

The Southern Emperor originally thought that he had accidentally become a dog driven by those monks, but now he suddenly realized that he was not even a hunting dog, but just a toy locked in a cage by those monks.

"So, ha, it turns out that Bodhisattva is Nanyang!"

Perhaps because it was too fat, it laughed so hard that it was out of breath. But soon, the expression of this meat mountain became distorted and hideous under Shen Yi's aloof posture.

With the support of a great religion, one can be so arrogant, but he forgets the most hard truth in this world.

"The Bodhisattva will soon understand why I dare to use the name of Southern Emperor and still survive to this day."

Before he finished speaking, Southern Emperor's eyes were already full of mockery. When he didn't care about those things, how insignificant were the big tree that the monk thought he was leaning on and the things that made him so arrogant in front of him.

Just a clown.

(End of this chapter)