From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Originally speaking, the best way was for Meng Liu to personally practice dual cultivation with humans.

But the Demon Lord liked her, and naturally didn't want to see his woman doing this or that with other men, so he could only capture some women and take away their things at the critical moment.

As for why we should pay attention to the people who look good.

In principle, ugly people can also have the same effect, but unfortunately the Demon Lord is obsessed with looks and can't stand ordinary people who are ugly but play tricks on others.

So pay attention and watch it carefully.

After more than half a month, these men were drained every day and their bodies were weak. He didn't even need to set up any special spells to make them feel weak and unable to walk out.

On the contrary, the women looked radiant and their skin looked much whiter and tenderer.

It can be seen that if this kind of thing is done excessively, it will cause greater harm to men.

The old saying is indeed true, only the cow that is tired to death can be exhausted.

The scene in the house was chaotic for a while.

The Demon Lord covered Meng Liu's eyes and asked her to lean on him: "Just bear with it, it will be fine soon."

With a bang, the door was opened by an invisible force.

Ling Xiaozi's aura subsided. Seeing the disgusting scene in the house and his apprentice leaning on the shoulder of a big devil, he became furious.

He decisively reached out and snatched Meng Liu away: "How are you?"

As soon as he caught the person in front of him, Ling Xiaozi instantly felt that this was not his disciple.

The Demon Lord was also angry: "Where did this villain come from!"

He rolled over and tried to snatch Meng Liu back.

Since she was not his disciple, Ling Xiaozi didn't care about her life or death. He used his spiritual power to activate a magic weapon, and a huge cage fell from the sky, covering Meng Liu.

He stepped forward to meet the attack of the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord was dressed in a black robe, floating in the air, surrounded by demonic energy. His eyes were as hot as he stared directly at Ling Xiaozi opposite him.

Compared to his openly emotional self, Ling Xiaozi has a calm and steady demeanor, like an immortal.

He just opened his mouth and asked: "Give me back my apprentice!"

The Demon Lord took a look at the imprisoned Meng Liu, and knew that the key to breaking the impasse and allowing her to practice was to integrate Meng Liu from the Tianji Sect, so he did not answer, but instead sacrificed a magic weapon with flashing magic light and overwhelming pressure.

Ling Xiaozi was not afraid at all, he was unwilling to show weakness. Being the darling of Tianji Sect for thousands of years was no joke. When it came to a competition of magical weapons, he had never lost!

He once again sacrificed a top-level immortal weapon, which shone brightly and faced the demonic weapon from a distance.

The two top-level magic weapons collided in the air, making a deafening roar, and energy fluctuations spread out, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

The men and women below, those who finished quickly, had already put on their clothes and were eating melons.

"Useless thing." The woman slapped the man.

The man stared at her weakly: "We are all captured prisoners, why do you hit me! If you were a man, who could withstand it every day!"

"Brother and sister, stop arguing. They are fighting now. Let's run!" a man suggested.

"Where are you running to? Don't forget, this magic palace was built when we were first captured. It's floating in the air. Can you fly? Are you going to just jump down?"

Yes, when this group of people were captured, the Demon Palace did not have a base.

The two worlds merged, and other cultivators and their sects merged into the modern era, but their Demonic Sect was left with nothing.

A man came with empty hands.

The Demon Lord could only sacrifice his jade plate and make it float in the air, thus gaining a piece of land.

But there is no house.

Therefore, after capturing these people, they were first forced to work overtime for a week to help build the Demon Palace's house, and then they began to exploit them in this regard.

This caused the men to act as if they had lost all their energy.

As everyone knows, monks do not need to sleep, and the same goes for the people in the Demon Sect. So when the Demon Lord forced these people to help build the Demon Palace, he would not let them sleep at all. They had to work day and night, and they would be beaten if they failed to build the house.

This group of people who had never studied civil engineering were forced to build Syrian-style bungalows based on common sense.

After that, you can go to bed, but you still have to hand in homework every day.

Even gods can’t stop it.

A woman sat down cross-legged. "We can't leave anyway, so we might as well watch the show. I think the man in white is an honest person. Who knows, he might be able to save us if he wins the fight."

"If you don't leave, should I leave?! This life is worse than that of cattle and horses. If I can't escape, I might as well die!" A man cried with his index finger raised.

He considers himself the biggest victim. In the modern world, he was a big lecher. Because of his good looks, he had good luck with women and was always served by men.

As a result, he was captured by a cult, who not only made him do hard labor, but also forced him to have sex with women.

He is not a woman by nature! He feels disgusted when he sees women!

The first time, he didn't even feel anything, it was the Demon Lord who used magic to hollow out his body.

Every day he lived a life worse than death.

But the Demon Lord had placed a ban in the room, so even seeking death was not possible.

He was really about to collapse. Now the Demon Lord was being entangled by other people, and he was going to jump down and try to see whether he would live or die.

He found a bed sheet and planned to jump down by holding on to it with both hands. Who knows, maybe his homemade parachute would really work.

Several people held him back, "Brother, don't be impulsive. We are all in the same boat. This man might be the one who can save us. If he wins, we will definitely be saved. If you jump from this height, you will really die."

Everyone talked at once and persuaded the man to leave.

Everyone watched the battle nervously.

Ling Xiaozi was still compassionate and covered this group of ordinary people with the Golden Bell Cover to prevent them from being hurt by the spiritual power running around.

The Demon Lord was concerned about Meng Liu who was locked in a cage, and Ling Xiaozi was concerned about this group of ordinary people.

Both of them had clamps, so it was a draw in this respect.

The Demon Lord flashed and turned into a demon shadow, pouncing towards Ling Xiaozi.

Ling Xiaozi's body was as fast as the wind. He dodged his attack nimbly and at the same time swung out a sword to chop at him.

Brilliant rays of light exploded in the air, dazzling the eyes.

"Beat him to death, beat him to death! Come on, warriors in white!" A woman was a cheerleader in the school in modern times. She knew how to cheer for her teammates and started screaming on the spot.

When everyone heard her voice, they also learned what she meant and started to cheer for Ling Xiaozi.

Meng Liu, who was tied up in the house, heard the sound of ping-pong and the chatter of cheers.

It's like a vegetable market, very noisy.

What the hell is going on? She is tied to a stool, and it is a concrete stool embedded in the ground. She can't move to the window to see what is going on.