After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

The sharp edge of the sword is fierce and fierce.

This sword contains the ferocity and dominance of the way of killing life!

This sword, forcibly born in the pitch-black ghost energy, split a cold light!

At this very moment—

This tiny, even cold light full of murderous aura is the only lighthouse in the eyes of those lost believers.

One after another, the devil's entourage woke up from the nightmare.

The simple long sword is shrouded in pure devilish energy, and the will of the killing way washes the sharpness of the whole sword abnormally.

There was even a tooth-piercing sound from the friction between the blade and the ghost air.

Song Xi in black had a stern look on his face, looking at the devil with a murderous intent that couldn't be concealed.

"Song Xi, I admit that you are indeed very strong."

The devil sighed softly, like an elder looking at a junior, with a helpless look on his face.

He was high above, with ghostly aura raging all over his body, like a solid shield, firmly blocking in front of him, blocking the coefficient of sword moves of Song Xi in black.

After all, the cultivation base in the fusion period still overwhelmed the black-clothed Song Xi.

He seemed to be able to do a job with ease, lovingly looking at the works he had cultivated with his own hands.

"If you want to blame, blame you for being born at the wrong time."

The devil patiently said slowly, "With me here, you can't grow, and you won't be able to overcome the storm."

He admitted that he left in a hurry, changed into a clone, and searched for Song Xi in black day and night.

Indeed, he was a little scared.

Song Xi seems to be born without knowing what it means to admit defeat.

She is talented, hardworking and tenacious.

It is the most perfect container in his mind.

So the devil coerced and lured him, and tried all the methods, but Song Xi in black was always discarded like a shoe.

Black and white, right and wrong, are clearly defined in her heart.

Only then did the devil recall in a daze the scene when he saw this little girl for the first time.

That was the first time he relied on his avatar to get a chance to escape from the Eye of Hell for a short time.

He learned that Zhengyangmen is the head of Xiuxianmen, so he wanted to get Qiu Changxun's willing follow.

The devil has many methods, and he is too good at pretending, too good at drawing big cakes.

He could tell at a glance that Qiu Changxun was not satisfied with Qiu Daoyuan's talent, so the devil proposed himself, using the excuse of improving his son Xiangen's aptitude, in exchange for Qiu Changxun bowing his head to him.

Although Qiu Changxun was afraid of the power displayed by a mere clone of the devil, he quickly fell into the world he woven.

But he is suspicious after all.

After thinking about it, he took the devil to meet a girl.

Tell the devil this is his experiment.

He wanted this girl's celestial root to be perfectly implanted in Qiu Daoyuan's body.

Turn her rare talent into nourishment for Qiu Daoyuan.

That girl is the young Song Xi.

Demonic energy raged all over her body, and she was hung in the ice prison with many scars, and the blood stained the ice cubes under her feet shockingly.

The girl's breath was weak, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.

Later, everything became more and more inhumane.

But those eyes have always been so firm that people dare not look directly at them.

Even if the celestial root is dug out.

Even the beliefs that have survived from childhood to adulthood have been wiped out.

Even if she saw with her own eyes that Qiu Changxun and Qiu Daoyuan, who were once regarded as father and brother and role models, built a magic cave with their own hands——

Even if, at her most beautiful age, she spent 15 years in the underground ice prison.

suffering and torment.

She still has the tenacity of not admitting defeat.

Although the devil admired it very much, Song Xi in black at that time had already been dug out of his immortal roots as a bargaining chip for Qiu Changxun to surrender.

A mortal body with low cultivation.

no matter what.

It's not worth wasting a Bian Gu seed made with all his painstaking efforts.

But he is not without small gifts for her.

The devil happened to have a hot potato in his hand to throw, and that was—

A will incarnation of the way of killing life.

Killing Dao is domineering and fierce.

It is regarded by the world as the embodiment of desire.

The devil likes to create his most satisfactory works by himself.

So, he personally sent the seal of the will to kill life into the body of the desperate Song Xi.

Looking at her arrogantly, but with red eyes, she entered the Tao by killing.

When she watched her break out of the ice prison, the corpses of those minions from Zhengyangmen were lying behind her.

The devil in the eyes of hell is simply excited.

He even wanted to tear off the chains on his body immediately and danced for fun.

"..."

In an ordinary and ordinary night, the devil from hell grinned evilly in a place where no one was around.

It seems to be celebrating the birth of the next devil.

he said.

Song Xi will be his most perfect work.

The devil waited patiently, waiting for Song Xi in black to take the way of killing and carry out the way of killing into the kind of deformed and cruel perfection in his eyes.

But he never waited.

Even every time he avatar goes out, he will see more and more people worshiping Song Xi in black.

It is said that she eliminates violence and peace, and that she takes it as her duty to protect the common people in the world.

Even though under the influence of Qiu Changxun at that time, countless demon cultivators were doing evil——

She is a demon cultivator who entered the Tao by killing, but she is still called a role model for my generation of cultivators by those ants-like fools.

It's ridiculous.

But slowly, the devil who was waiting to see the joke panicked: Song Xi's deeds became more and more.

Such as slaying a fierce spirit with a sword, saving the villagers of the next village, and blocking the beast tide with one's own body, protecting the people of the next city, etc...

People treat her like a god.

As Song Xi's wings grew, she even began to unite with monks from other sects to try to reveal the ugly secrets of Zhengyang Sect.

The devil couldn't believe it.

How could this be? !

Obviously, she has already experienced so much suffering that he personally arranged!

Obviously, she has already embarked on the path of killing! !

Why can she still grow into such a bright and aboveboard appearance? !

The devil finally couldn't sit still.

He was not reconciled.

He strikes again.

He killed everyone who was willing to follow Song Xi in black and try to find out the truth.

And with the help of Qiu Changxun, he firmly planted it on the head of Song Xi in black.

Song Xi in black had a very high vision.

Most of the monks who followed her came from various sects.

They are all outstanding.

For a moment, Song Xi in black instantly became the enemy of the entire world of cultivating immortals.

A thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh.

Everyone gets it and kills it.

The devil slowly relaxed.

so far so good.

Most people in the world are blinded and extremely ignorant.

Those who were once favored by Song Xi were like weeds on the wall, defecting and cursing in the blink of an eye.

Overnight, from the admiration of thousands of people to the criticism of thousands of people.

No one cares what the truth is.

After all, what the world loves to watch most is the fall of God.

The devil was very satisfied.

He waited quietly——

Waiting for Song Xiqian in black to be at the end of his skills, waiting for her to break the last seal of the Dao of Killing, waiting for her to truly touch the will of the Dao of Killing.

Until he was manipulated by the last hole card he left behind and became an irrational killer.

Until the day it becomes his work.

But in the end, the devil only waited until the sharp point of the sword pointed at his heart.

The devil was able to do a job with ease, with a somewhat mocking look on his face.

As the long sword of Song Xi in black was pressed down inch by inch, even the shield formed by his ghostly energy was cracked.

Finally couldn't hold back.

The wrinkled, aged face showed unspeakable fear for the first time after he escaped from the Eye of Hell.

The devil stared wide-eyed, watching the shield in front of him melt away inch by inch.

"This is impossible!!"