Two hundred million in debt? I relied on metaphysics to make my debut and become a top-notch person!

Xiang Duoluo couldn't accept the ending in the proverb, but Shi Sang did appear in front of her, which meant that all her previous efforts were in vain.

Fear took over Xiang Duoluo's consciousness, and she gradually went crazy: "Then let's fight to the death."

next moment.

Three beams of light flashed out.

A huge chessboard was projected into the air, trapping Xiang Duoluo's figure in the chessboard.

The Quedi sword flew out from Rong Chunhua's side and hung upside down in the air. The sword shadows split into countless ones, which were lined up in rows and covered half the sky, looking eerie.

Xiang Duoluo's expression was unclear. When he mentioned his sister, there was a hint of something inexplicable in his voice: "The black and white jade contains all of my sister's cultivation. If you refine it into your life-long magic weapon, it means that her power will be completely inseparable from you."

So, although it seems that there are only three people on the chessboard, there is actually another one hidden - Xiang Awu.

Xiang Duoluo fought one against three, with only a streak of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. She deliberately faced the sword moves head-on, watching the sword energy pass through her body, leaving bloodstains on her lapels, adding a sense of heaviness to her robes.

The hem of his clothes rustled in the wind, and his gorgeous hair crown was messed up by the sword energy. Even though he was in a mess, Xiang Duoluo, who enjoyed the pain, smiled like a madman, without any anger on his face.

"My sister is no match for me, and you can't even kill me. Otherwise, why do you think my sister left you the motto of pulling me down from the altar?"

Xiang Duoluo's eyes were filled with memories, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes when he spoke to the end. This made Shi Sang inexplicably think of the snow outside the Great Wall in ancient poems. In addition to being cold, it also contained bitterness and loneliness.

After fighting for a day and a night.

Shi Sang was so tired that he rolled up his sleeves and leaned on Rong Chunhua, panting heavily: "It seems that what she said is true. We can't kill Xiang Duoluo, so we can only let her commit suicide."

Rong Chunhua's mouth twitched: "...It's more practical to find her weakness."

Then the problem is coming.

What are the weaknesses?

Shi Sang asked curiously, "Does the devil have a weakness?"

Rong Chunhua also had a questioning look on his face: "Is there?"

As a demon who has lived for more than 800 years, Shi Sang really couldn't tell what the demon's weakness was.

Gong Shangdai who came hurriedly: "..."

Trapped in the weapon refining room, the immortal officials guarding her suddenly picked up their weapons and flew out. She was still wondering who could have made these immortal officials so alert. Several weapon refiners discussed it and escaped from the weapon refining room together. She mixed in the crowd and saw a battle of equal strength.

Gong Shangdai saw the chessboard clearly, and saw Shi Sang even more clearly. She didn't know why, Shi Sang had clearly failed to ascend, so how could he be okay? But she knew she had to remind Shi Sang.

"Xiao Sang, don't let your guard down. Beware of the semi-divine weapon in her hand!"

Hear a familiar voice.

Shi Sang glanced at the people below and said, "Master's Wife... Oh, no, Elder Gong."

Gong Shangdai: “…”

She pretended not to hear Shi Sang's address and continued to remind him, "Xiang Duoluo imprisoned all the ninth-grade weapon refiners and used the eyes of the golden dragon, the feathers of the phoenix... including her own magic bones, to force us to refine artifacts. Perhaps she foresaw the failure of the future and wanted to go back to the past and change everything."

End of reminder.

Gong Shangdai ran away in a flash.

There was no chance for Shi Sang to ask further questions, nor was there any chance for the immortal officials to catch her.

Shi Sang suddenly looked towards Xiang Duo Luo who was at the other corner of the chessboard.

Xiang Duoluo clenched a black chess piece. She felt that this chess piece was the only one among the 361 chess pieces that still had some remaining Xiang'a's cultivation.

Notice the sight.

Xiang Duo Luo chuckled and said, "I have been waiting for you."

Shi Sang approached Rong Chunhua cautiously: "What are you waiting for me for? Are you secretly in love with me?!"

Rong Chunhua: "..."

Xiang Duo Luo ignored Shi Sang's nonsense. She said to herself, "If I want to hide, no one can find me. It's my fault that I absorbed too much spiritual energy and devoured too much flesh and blood. My blood is impure. However, you have my sister's blood flowing in your body. Pure demon blood can help me turn a semi-artifact into an artifact."

While talking.

Xiang Duoluo held his palm upwards, and something that looked like a mirror and a ring, emitting starlight, appeared in the sky. Soon, a dark purple light curtain covered the chessboard.

After the light curtain disappeared, there was nothing in the air, and the human figures and the chessboard all disappeared.

After Cuijuan and Long Zhiyuan dealt with the third batch of immortal officials, they rushed to the outside of the Supreme Palace and cooperated with Shi Sang from inside and outside. In the end, thousands of dragons only managed to activate the artifact.

Long Zhiyuan transformed into a giant golden dragon, his vertical pupils were as cold as gems, his scales reflected his majesty, and Cuijuan was on his head.

Cuijuan held Longjiao and looked around: "Where is the boss? Where is a boss like me?"

at the same time.

Shi Sang was teleported thousands of years ago.

She squinted her eyes and stood under the dark eaves of the Demon Palace, looking at the two demons fighting not far away. The two demons collided with a loud bang, making a loud noise that shook the earth.

A charming witch suddenly appeared beside Shi Sang and said respectfully, "Princess, the Demon Lord wants to see you!"

Shi Sang touched his face.

With a face that is exactly the same as her mother's, she can briefly experience the life of a princess. But she doesn't know where her stepmother went that gave her the opportunity to "impersonate".

Shi Sang walked into the equally dark hall with his sleeves tucked in, looked around and left a comment: "You can't play with your phone in such a dimly lit place, it will cause myopia."

The demon lord, whose face could not be seen clearly, sat at the top and said in a low voice, "What do you two sisters think? The sedan chair from the demon realm is arriving today. Who will go to the demon clan for marriage?"

Shi Sang: "..."

Arranged marriages?

Not advisable!

Shi Sang was about to refuse without thinking, but found that her body was out of control. She heard herself say "I", and then the Demon Lord let her go.

She was wondering what was going on when a demon who looked exactly like her appeared beside her.

Xiang Awu was dressed in black, and was not surprised to find the same demon: "Follow me."

Shi Sang pointed at her nose. Although she was confused, she followed him out of curiosity.

Xiang Awu had no expression on his face, as if he had facial paralysis, but his tone was very gentle: "I didn't scare you just now, I can't let you ruin it...Are you living well in the future?"

Shi Sang was speechless for a moment. Her mother was stronger and smarter than she had imagined.

Xiang Awu looked at Shi Sang's face and said, "It doesn't look good. I'm not very good at comforting you. Will you feel better if I touch you twice?"

Shi Sang's heart trembled slightly. She was not lacking in love, but she had never felt maternal love. Today, the care from her mother reached her ears clearly, making her breath pause.

At this moment, Shi Sang was somewhat grateful to Xiang Duoluo for bringing her back thousands of years.

Xiang Awu placed his palm on Shi Sang's head and rubbed it, his voice filled with indescribable warmth: "If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent. I don't know why you are here, but I am very happy to see you in advance, so that I can be more determined to marry the Demon Lord."

Shi Sang opened his mouth and said, "You want to get married?"

Xiang Awu did not directly answer this question: "In order to maintain the peace between the Demon Realm and the Monster Realm, of course, as a princess, this is also my duty."

Speaking of which.

Xiang Awu was silent for a moment, as if he had some concerns.