The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

Demon world.

Fire kept falling from the sky, sea water rushed back into the inland, countless demon cultivators died from natural disasters, and countless demon cultivators died from the scramble for resources.

Originally, the turtle tribe that lived on the beach first experienced a flood that collapsed their caves, and then the boundless flames dried up the sea water. The turtle tribe had no choice but to hide in the woods under the leadership of the tribe leader.

However, the flood will come again, the fire will fall again, and there are countless ferocious beasts in the woods.

The turtle tribe still needs to crawl to higher mountains to avoid disaster.

However, after experiencing several natural disasters and beast tides, many low-level turtle monsters of the turtle clan were exhausted. They could not crawl fast and could not escape.

As ferocious beasts appeared in the woods and fire fell from the sky again, the turtle clan was on the verge of despair. A turtle monster transformed into its original form, and carried one turtle after another on its huge tortoise shell, sending them to high ground and to caves in the mountains to take shelter from the disaster.

He is the leader of the turtle tribe.

The turtle tribe has a long lifespan, but because they prefer quietness, are not active, move slowly, are not good at fighting, and rarely communicate with other tribes, their racial cultivation is slow.

The leader of the turtle clan is the fastest evolving among them, but he has only barely reached the level of spiritual intelligence.

Just because he had a little bit of intelligence, he was willing to carry the burden and move forward, using his own flesh and blood to open up a way of survival for the turtle clan.

Fire fell from the sky, and he turned into a giant umbrella, allowing the little turtles to hide under his shell.

The flowing flames fell on his body, burning bloody holes on his tortoise shell one after another. He did not take a single step back and kept moving forward.

After finally sending a few little turtles into the cave, he did not stop, but dragged his tired body down the mountain.

After all, the shell of one turtle was not enough to escort all the turtles at once, so he had to go back and forth.

The sea water washed him away, and he steadily dragged a few turtles and drifted on the sea. Then, he looked at his destination and moved forward unswervingly.

The wild beasts tore at his body, and he tried his best to hide, until his shell was smashed into pieces and cracked by the flowing fire, until his shell was washed away by the water, and he was stripped of his shell alive.

He still protects several turtles from the turtle clan.

The little girl stood on the back of Bixi and descended from the sky, temporarily stopping the endless natural disaster.

She said, "I'm sorry, I can't save all the demon cultivators. But if you want, I can save you."

She looked at Bixi, and the dragon Bixi opened its mouth and spoke in human language, "Leave with us, you have done your best. If you ascend to the upper realm, you will be able to obtain a new body and live longer in this world."

However, the dying turtle chief never turned back to rescue the dying little turtles waiting for rescue. He had little time left and he had to send all the turtle monsters to the mountain as soon as possible.

Bixi said to him, "With your broken body, you are no longer able to save all the turtles.

But if you are willing to endure the suffering of reincarnation, I am willing to help you resolve this disaster.

And you will be reincarnated as a turtle demon, and you will be despised by the turtles you saved and cherished, and troubled by the blood of the dragons. Are you willing?"

The turtle tribe leader used up his last bit of strength, transformed into a human, stood there, and nodded weakly.

The next moment, he fell straight back, but a powerful and overbearing demon god power filled his whole body.

In an instant, the surging demonic power surged, and his flesh and blood body was reborn and grown back in an instant.

He ran towards the direction of the turtle tribe without looking back...

Above the clouds, she sighed, "Bixi, I don't understand. Why are they so attached to the human world?

You've lived longer than me, do you know why?"

She reached out and touched her wet cheek and found warm, crystal-like substance on her hand.

Bixi was silent for a long time before he spoke, "Mortals are poor, hungry, sick, and at war, and they need food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, so their desires are even greater.

God was born in response to heaven and earth, and dies in response to all living things.

Gods are born with boundless magical powers. Each of them has his own duties, and although there may be some overlap, they are not as fragile as mortals.

You don’t understand because you have never been a human being.”

She stroked the tortoise shell of the Bixi with her hand, "You are right. I was born in response to the call of the Three Realms. I should be able to find a way to break the impasse."

Bixi opened his mouth and spat out his inner elixir, which turned into a layer of dark purple protective barrier to protect the demon world, "You are my last friend.

After you leave, I will fall into a deep sleep. If I wake up and you haven't come back yet, I will release my divine breath to protect the demon world and help you."

She smiled and touched Bixie's head, then injected a ray of dark blue lightning power into Bixie's sea of ​​consciousness.

Her voice was crisp and cheerful. "Remember my presence. I will come back to see you!"

……

In the world of cultivation, war breaks out again.

The demons are rampant and killing is ongoing.

Among the cultivation families, the Qian family, which is famous for refining equipment, was attacked by demons, and the whole family joined forces to fight against the demons.

As the Qian family members continued to fall, the blood of the Qian family members gradually gathered together, causing several Qian family magic swords to buzz continuously.

The demons issued an evil provocation, trying to destroy the pride of the Qian family.

The big devil snatched all the swords of the Qian family and then broke them in front of the Qian family members.

Several broken swords were burned by the demonic fire.

Thousands of cultivators from thousands of families suffered backlash because their life-saving magic weapons were destroyed.

At this moment, under the karma fire, several melted spirit swords shattered into mud, and then, they absorbed several karma fires and were melted again into a giant sword.

The giant sword has no owner, but it has a spirit. It flies on its own, shuttles among the demons, and cuts off countless heads of demon cultivators.

The head of the Qian family led the Qian family disciples to kowtow to the sword spirit, and then ran away for their lives.

This is because more and more demon cultivators are rushing here and approaching the Qian family.

The sword spirit stood in mid-air and swung out several sword energies. The crisscrossing sword energies formed a fine and dense spiritual power network, winning a glimmer of hope for the Qian family.

Suddenly, the demons stopped marching, the sounds of shouting and killing disappeared instantly, and the floating dust in the sky froze.

A woman in dark blue came through the void. She gently raised a finger, and the sword spirit instantly transformed into a young man with cold brows and eyes.

She asked, "You were born in the battlefield of spirits and demons, and you were burned by the fire of karma. You have a strong murderous aura. I can help you purify it and send you to the upper realm to become an immortal. Are you willing?"

The sword spirit looked at the Qian family members who had not yet escaped the demons' attack range and asked, "What about them? You are a god. If I leave, will you save them?"

She shook her head, "I'm really sorry, you are the only one I can interfere with. I can't get involved in too many causes and effects in the mortal world, otherwise, it will lead to a greater disaster.

And in the outcome I can foresee, you will not be able to reverse the situation now surrounded by demons, unless..."

Unlike the previous times, she was not able to calmly state the other choice. Instead, she looked moved and said reluctantly, "I can help you save everyone, but you have to reincarnate as a human. Because you are a sword spirit and have killing obstacles, your family relationships will become distant, you will suffer from the separation of your family, and be exploited and tortured by your family."

The sword spirit had almost no hesitation, "Okay, I do."

She looked at the sword spirit, very confused, "Why? Why are you willing?"

The sword spirit laughed, "Because I like people!"

She was puzzled: "Do you know that if I restart the time and go back, you will be bled, tortured, and hurt by the spirits as a cultivator with spirit blood. Will you hate it?"

The sword spirit said, “At least if I don’t save them now, I will regret it.

Besides, there are bad people in the world, but there are also more good people, right?

I can transform because of the wishes of countless monks who want to survive and protect this human world, not out of hatred.

So, I want to save people.”