Qingjun waited for this kiss for 10,000 years.
When the man's slightly cool lips left, she opened her eyes, confused.
"Who are you?"
she asked.
As a demon clan, her sense of smell told her that this person was not a god-king.
But as a woman, as a charming fox who is good at seducing others, her eyes tell her that the man in front of her is the god king.
The fox is good at simulation and imitation.
They can accurately replicate other people's faces, postures, and voices.
But even such a fox has to admit that no one can completely imitate another person's expression and demeanor, especially the eyes.
But this man whose aura is not the same as that of the Divine Monarch, his eyes are exactly the same as the Divine Monarch.
This is inimitable.
Qingjun could also tell that this was not an illusion created by using her own memories.
It's that this man who has entered her dream does have the same face as Shenjun, the same eyes, and even the evil smile on the corner of his mouth is exactly the same.
A smile tugged at the corner of the man's mouth.
"You know who I am."
He said.
"You're not a god."
Qingjun said.
"Yes."
The man said, "I'm not him." ” Qingjun looked at his face and asked, "What are you?"
"You see it."
The man chuckled, "I'm a part of him." ” Qingjun felt suffocated because she had already understood who he was.
There was a feeling that the sky was overwhelmed and Qingjun was drowned.
The little fox has lived in the era of the god since he was born.
From the time she could understand the language of beasts and people, she knew that she had to love and be loyal to God-king.
The Divine Monarch is strong and beautiful, generous and merciful.
He is not an ordinary cultivator, he is a person who has ascended to the immortal and then descended to the world.
When the demons were eroding the earth, it was the Divine Monarch who commanded millions of monks, guarded the continent, and blessed thousands of living beings.
Countless living beings mentioned the Divine Monarch, and their hearts were full of gratitude, thanking themselves for being born in the era of the Divine Monarch.
Everywhere he went, there were creatures singing the praises of the Divine King, his strength, his kindness, and his renunciation of his identity as an immortal and his return to the world.
But at this moment, all these Qingjun's willing to give everything for their faith collapsed.
Qingjun understood why a person who had ascended to immortal would come to the world again.
Because all this was his fault.
"Demon Lord."
She said hard.
The Demon Lord was also a name she had heard since birth.
It's a terrible being that everyone knows must be killed.
Before the appearance of the Demon Lord, it was not that there were no demons walking the world.
Humans, demons, spirits, and demons are the four major races in this world.
However, the demon race is different from the other three races because of its particularity of being contrary to the Great Dao, and is disgusted and rejected by the three races.
Although the demons and the three clans must be killed when they meet, before the demon lord, the number of demons in the world is generally scarce.
If the creatures in the world are compared to light, then the demons are shadows.
Where there is light, there is shadow, and it is also the objective existence of the way of nature.
This balance, which was acceptable to all races, was maintained for an unknown number of years, until the Demon Lord appeared.
Demon cultivators are dead things, but that doesn't mean they're dead.
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On the contrary, it could almost be said that they are living in another form.
And the existence of this dead thing has become "immortal" in another sense.
These dead things that will no longer die still need to be cultivated.
In the past, demon cultivators used to rely on aura, which they absorbed and transformed into death qi in their bodies.
But when the Demon Lord appeared, everything changed.
The Demon Lord made it possible for the Demon Cultivator to rely on both the Spiritual Qi and the Death Qi to cultivate.
The Demon Lord also gave the Demon Cultivators more and more efficient means to create dead energy.
Of course, these means are at the expense of the lives of other living beings.
Since then, the demons have gone from shadows hiding in corners to a rapidly spreading plague.
All of this is because of the man in front of him, the man who is called the Demon Lord.
The little fox remembered the countless demons on the plains, and the white bones under the soil.
She always follows the Divine Monarch, so she has actually seen many of those people and demons.
She yearns for their strength and admires their loyalty.
The little fox always dreamed of being one of them.
Like them, in order to repel the demons, for the sake of the gods, although they have no regrets.
Do you die without regrets?
If, if they knew the truth like her, would they still be so uncomplaining and unrepentant, would they still love and respect the Divine Monarch as before?
Will it be like her, feeling that everything is falling apart?
The man's hand touched her fair cheek and said pityingly, "Don't cry" But tears still slid down Qingjun's cheeks.
Human cultivation often has a situation where the Dao heart is unstable and the mood is frustrated, but this rarely happens in the demon clan.
This is because the demon clan is simple-minded, and there are not as many twists and turns as there are no human races.
For example, Qingjun, what she was taught since she was a child has become a lifelong faith.
But again, when this faith collapsed, she felt a force in her chest that could not burst out.
In the past, she simply believed, worshipped, and loved, and she had never experienced such complex emotions in her life.
Qingjun didn't know what to do, and her heart was in chaos.
"Why are you crying?"
the man sighed with a smile, "Do you still love him for him?"
Qingjun's teeth trembled, and he couldn't say "I don't love".
Even so, she can't say that she doesn't love Changtian.
This is exactly the same man as Changtian, this is actually a man who is part of Changtian, lovingly hugged her in his arms, stroked her long hair, kissed her cheeks and lips, and whispered in her ear: "I can give you what you want, and he won't love you, he won't love anyone."
The world, and each of you, is His original sin, His guilt.
He will never, ever be able to love any of you."
"Give it to me."
He said, "Give yourself to me." ” His voice was full of demagogy.
In the short moment when Qingjun Dao's heart was in chaos and his mind was chaotic, this man temporarily replaced Changtian.
Qingjun's lips trembled slightly, and he was about to respond.
The "yes" was interrupted by a sharp pain in the shoulder.
Qingjun suddenly came to her senses and turned around, and a man's hand grabbed her shoulder, and that hand was extremely strong, making her bones feel pain, so she was awake.
Qingjun didn't have time to look at the man's face, and her pupils shrank suddenly She was in the middle of a huge formation.
Around her, circles and layers of dizzyingly complex runes shimmered.
In stark contrast to this light, the body of the Black Mist Qingjun, who was wrapped around her body and dragged downward, had sunk into the formation, and the glimmer of the formation had already reached her waist Qingjun wanted to break free.
That talisman array has a power that she can't imagine, Qingjun can be called a strong man in the world, but his cultivation is all restrained, and he can't use it at all.
She clearly felt that not only her body, but also her divine soul was also absorbed by this formation and sank downward, unable to break free.
This is the cage that Changtian has exhausted his efforts to refine for the Demon Lord, no monk can rely on his own cultivation, and no living creature can break free on his own.
Their bodies and spirits will be captured.
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Fortunately, the person who caught Qingjun's shoulder was not a living being.
He had no body, and his soul was fixed to the core of the body and could not be stripped away.
Moreover, this is not the first time he has fished people out of this big array.
Qingjun pressed that hand with his backhand, and watched as his body was dragged out of the sea of runes inch by inch.
When she looked back, she realized that the person who was saving her was not a person, but a puppet, a puppet with dark green eyes.
The pale pupils are now only left with the characteristic of dark green eyes.
Although he is not bound by the formation, he will be attacked by the power of the formation.
Last time, after he fished Changtian out, his body completely collapsed, so Changtian gave him his bones.
This new bone body is incomparably strong and powerful, and the pupils have confirmed this in the past few thousand years, but today, his body is suffering the greatest threat since refining.
After all, this big array was also made by Changtian himself.
At this moment, Changtian's bones showed their amazing solidity, and his body was still intact, not destroyed by the power of the rune array.
It's just that all the skin has been shattered and peeled off, completely revealing his bony body.
The body is fine, and one face is completely skeleton.
Cangtong held Qingjun in his arms.
In this formation, he could not fly, so he could only walk out step by step.
Every step of the way was a huge obstacle and extremely difficult.
Qingjun Xiuwei was sealed by the formation, and her divine soul was still struggling to resist the absorption of the formation, trying to bind the living soul in her body.
She could only shrink into Cangtong's arms, almost unconscious and trembling from the impact of the power of the formation.
Hitomi glanced at her.
Passing through the boundary gate that day, Cangtong triggered the second prohibition in the boundary gate, and he was directly teleported to the demon domain with the magic breath on the core.
He was trapped here.
There are almost no living creatures in the Demon Realm.
But Cangtong himself is not a living being, and those dead things completely ignore him and will not take the initiative to attack him.
Unlike Qingjun, Qingjun has been walking all the way in the past year, sweeping away many monsters along the way.
But there is almost no aura in the Demon Domain.
Qingjun doesn't care about this.
The monk incorporated the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body and cultivated it into his own spiritual power, which circulated endlessly in his body.
In such an environment without aura, monks just can't absorb more aura to improve their cultivation.
But there is no such endless cycle of life in the body of the pupil.
He is a weapon, he is a magic weapon, and like all magic weapons, he needs living beings to maintain his "life", even if it is a small grass or a little rabbit.
But it's such a low requirement, and the Demon Domain doesn't have it.
The pupils had also passed through that ancient battlefield.
Except for the skeleton, which was covered in a black stone skin, it had not changed for 10,000 years.
As soon as the pupil stepped into it, he recognized that this was the place where he had regained consciousness and woke up.
He still remembered that he had regained his consciousness back then, and when he woke up here, he could still perceive the fluctuations of some magic weapons around him.
Later, Changtian refined a new body for him, using his own bones as the main material, and many auxiliary materials were dug out of this battlefield.
At that time, there were many things buried under the soil, and they were still alive.
But when Cang Tong passed through this huge ancient battlefield again, he could no longer feel any spiritual power fluctuations.
Those magic weapons that were still alive back then all died in this lifeless space.
When Cang Tong walked out of the ancient battlefield, he realized that if he couldn't leave here, he would die like those magic weapons.
He had only two ways to go, either to find an exit and to leave, or to find a life to cling to.
He walked through many places in the Demon Realm, and the dead things ignored him, and he ignored them.
After he fished out the Great Array of Changtian back then, he didn't see anything unusual.
Time passed year by year.
He sometimes looks at the dim sky and thinks about Zhusheng, wondering how she is doing after returning to Dajiuhuan, her strength is nothing in Dajiuhuan, whether she will encounter danger, and whether she can survive safely On top of that, he had made her think that he would always be there for her, but he didn't.
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She wouldn't think he had abandoned her Time passed little by little, and the heart of the pupil became heavier and heavier.
Until one day, he walked through the ancient battlefield again, and suddenly noticed a little aura remaining in the air. someone There is a living life, and here it is gd1806102: