moonlit night

Time flies, and the water is in a hurry. Ten years is enough to change many things. It can heal the pain on a person's body, but it can also make a person change beyond recognition because of the pain in his heart that cannot be healed.

Xiao Ziyuan brushed the snow off Luo Qingluan's shoulders, feeling very sad in his heart. Looking up, he saw only a piece of white snow left in this world.

And the Northern Demon Realm, thousands of miles away, happened to have the first heavy snowfall of the year.

It's a pity that the creatures here are busy tempering and being tempered in the fire and blood, and they will never have any interest in admiring the snow.

At this very moment, in the eternity of the magic palace that has undergone countless power changes, the blue flames jumping on the giant cauldron rose extremely vigorously, but the shadow it cast on the ground was suddenly overwhelmed by an extremely Huge shade coverage.Immediately afterwards, warm blood flowed down quickly along the place where the pattern of the Sirius totem was outlined on the tripod body. Soon, the pattern was filled to the brim. From a distance, it looked like a mysterious ceremony was being held. Sacrifice.

But this is not sacrifice, but murder.

Or to be more precise, under the witness of blood and fire, a new round of power change is underway.

The giant cauldron burning with blue flames did not move at all, but the giant lying in front of the cauldron was still struggling, as if he wanted to get up, but there was a spot on his left chest that glowed from the inside out. The hideous knife edge of the terrifying black air, the knife edge is neat, directly penetrates from the left shoulder to the abdomen, like cutting tofu, it cuts the golden silk armor of the abdomen into pieces.

The giant looked down at the horrific wound on his chest, and let out a roar. He desperately stuffed the half of his intestines back into his stomach, then picked up the meteor hammer on the ground, stood up unsteadily, and wanted to throw himself into the front again. in the middle of a melee.

This giant is tall and strong, standing up like a hill, it makes the fighting people in front look like children, he saw the young man in black who was tightly entangled by the other two, and immediately With a loud roar, he swung the giant hammer in his hand and threw it at the man in black.

The strong wind brought by the meteor hammer swirled past his ears, and the other three all avoided the sharp edge and dodged one after another, but the young man in black in the center didn't dodge or dodge, he didn't even seem to hear the more Like the sound of the approaching wind, he just raised his hand and dipped his finger on the blood on his face, then tapped in the air, and began to draw a strange rune.

Every time he drew a stroke, the young man's lips turned purple, and those red golden eyes became even more bewitching.

The female demon Yin Yingzi who was closest to the young man saw this rune, her complexion changed drastically, and she shouted, "Stop it quickly..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the man in red who was holding the baby next to her let out a long cry, and the baby in his arms immediately let out an extremely sharp cry. The sound was beyond the limit of what people could imagine, not only shaking the cauldron, but also Gengsheng shook several large pillars, the roof of the hall began to collapse, and even Yin Yingzi beside him covered his ears in pain.

Yu Tu, the left envoy, likes to wear red clothes and eats babies. The magic weapon in his hand is called Qianying, which is made from the bones and souls of a thousand babies.

Amidst the flying sand and rocks, the young man in black remained motionless. When the meteor hammer hit his eyes, he had just finished drawing the last stroke, and then waved his hand casually, allowing the seemingly vulnerable rune to collide with the giant hammer.

"Oops." Yin Yingzi gritted her silver teeth, and Yu Tu beside her shouted sharply: "Stupid, back off!"

The flying sand brought up by the collapse of the pillar blinded the giant's eyes. He rubbed his eyes, first secretly delighted, thinking that his heavy hammer had hit the target, and then belatedly touched the blood on his neck, only to realize that He found that his ears were temporarily deafened by Yu Tu's Qianying.

This is also a common thing, Houyou waved his hand nonchalantly, and then strode towards the direction where the meteor hammer flew, the place is now in ruins, if the boy's smashed body is brought back, it will be completed Even the task that the right envoy failed to complete will definitely be praised by Lord Mozun.

His mind was full of thoughts, full of meritorious deeds and rewards, and he was about to bend down to pick up the bones and blood in the ruins, but his body, which had been through bloody battles for many years, suddenly trembled, desperately clamoring for the danger to come.

Hou You raised his head abruptly, but the scene in front of him suddenly turned upside down. He saw the world spinning and the stones on the ground getting closer and closer to him, so he couldn't help but widen his eyes, but the fundus of his eyes quickly turned gray.

Gray is the color of death.

"Houyou!"

Yin Yingzi took a few steps back with lingering fear in her heart. Just now, she saw the young man in black jumping down from the broken pillar like a ghost, and the scalp-numbing magic knife in his hand slashed across the air. The arc, followed by blood splatter.

His extremely fierce knife cut off Houyou's head directly!

A year ago, just a year ago, this kid was just her defeated opponent, but a year later, even the three of them combined were no match for him!

Could it be that just relying on a God-sealing Saber...can it really benefit him to such an extent?

Yin Yingzi tilted his head and looked at the young man wiping the blood on the blade with the giant's head rolled to the ground. He wiped gently and slowly, looking at the knife with gentle eyes as if looking at his lover.But when he raised his eyes again, even though his face was extremely handsome, and the brilliance flowing between his brows and eyes surpassed all the opposite sex she had ever seen, but his eyes were as cold as nine cold days, which made people feel terrified.

The young man in black didn't seem to feel any pain in his body at all, he wasn't afraid of pain or death.When he walks towards you step by step with a knife in his hand, he is full of vicious aura like a real blood-bathed Demon Realm Supreme, which makes people feel fearful and trembling.

But this young man was young and handsome, and in addition to his coldness, he exuded a suffocating ultimate charm.

Yin Yingzi was unconsciously fascinated by it. Like other demons, she also admired strength and the strong, and was especially obsessed with the feeling of surrendering at the feet of an absolute king.Due to the prestige of the Demon Lord and the Right Envoy earlier, she had to obey the order of the Demon Lord, whose injuries had not healed for many years.But now it's time to tear things apart, seeing Hou You's death under the Conferred God Sword, she and Yu Tu are about to be unable to stand it anymore, but the Mozun has not shown up for a long time, and even the right envoy is not there. Do you want to hand over to others?

"What are you thinking?" The man in red next to him glanced at Yin Yingzi, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter, are you thinking that if we really died here for Lord Mozun, how can we get something good?" Son? If not dead, can Feizhen let us go?"

Yin Yingzi glared at him, but did not deny it. She looked at the young man in black who was getting closer in front of her, suddenly let out a low laugh, and winked at Yu Tu and said, "Second brother, can you let me let you go?" , I don’t have time to think about it now, you just saw that the guy in front of you drew the soul-eating bone talisman. Since that’s the case, it’s pointless for us to fight him any longer. Why don’t we take a step back and let Feizhen clean up the mess? Act, how?"

Yu Tu didn't answer, but took a step back, but the baby in her arms suddenly shed two lines of blood and tears, and then the whole body burned up, turning into wisps of white smoke, and soon disappeared.

At the same time, Yu Tu covered his right chest as if he had been hit hard, and then vomited a mouthful of blood. Yin Yingzi hurried forward to support him, and said in surprise, "Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

After finishing speaking, she suddenly looked at the black-clothed youth who had already walked in front of her, raised her head and said sharply: "Are you trying to kill them all?"

The young man glanced at them coldly, but did not answer her question, but slowly raised the black long knife in his hand, and was about to slash at the necks of the two of them!

But at this moment, there was a sound of "dang", something hit the back of the knife, and stopped the fall of the black knife, Yin Yingzi recognized that it was a shadowless dart, and immediately felt relieved , she suddenly turned her head to look in the direction from which the dart was thrown, and as expected, she saw a tall and tall figure.

Right envoy Feizhen finally appeared at this time.

According to the legend, this right envoy who is supreme among the demon clan besides the demon venerable should be a ruthless character who can overturn the clouds and rain, but at the moment, he is not only not like a murderous big demon, but also like a ruthless person in the world. A white-faced scholar with the strength to bind a chicken.

The scholar took a step forward, but didn't make a move. Instead, he gave Jun Changye a gentle smile and said, "Your Majesty, please come in and tell me."

If it were any other scene, his smile would be a bit of the gentleness of spring wind and rain. Unfortunately, there is a huge broken head on the left, and a pile of overturned fire cauldrons on the right. The surrounding ruins are full of ruins. The young man was holding a butcher knife and was covered in blood, his smile inevitably gave off a sinister taste.

The young man in black didn't seem to feel it at all. He put away the knife, put it behind his back, and strode towards the scholar without hesitation.

After finally gaining a chance to breathe, Yin Yingzi discovered that the fabled God-bending Sword was just a bare blade without a scabbard at all.

That's right, the Fengshen Sword has been sealed for ten thousand years, even if it had a sheath, it would have been annihilated long ago.I just don't know, if such a fierce magic knife is not in its sheath, will it hurt the person holding the knife one day?

Jun Changye followed Feizhen through the long and boundless corridor of the Demon Palace. Along the way, there were portraits of the Demon Lords of the past. killed by his own hands.

No, maybe Cang Jue is an exception.

Maybe not.

Jun Changye paused, raised his eyes and looked at the portrait hanging high in front of him with the inscription Cang Jue.Compared with others, the demon in the painting has a much calmer face. He has a pair of star-like shining eyes, and he is handsome and extraordinary, which is different from the one Jun Changye dreamed of in his dream when he was a child.

The only thing in common is that they all have broad shoulders like mountains and seas, able to shelter their wives and children from wind and rain.

Jun Changye looked away from the painting, and found that Feizhen in front of him was staring at him with extremely complicated eyes, and beyond the right envoy, the main hall of the Demon Palace was already in front of him.

"This seat is not easy to sit in, will you really not regret it?"

Feizhen's questioning came from behind, but Jun Changye ignored it at all, walked to the door a few steps, and then pushed open the heavy door of the main hall.

Through the low-hanging ornate curtains, Jun Changye saw a haggard old man sitting on the tall Qisha seat. He was obviously still in his prime, but he looked like a man who had run out of fuel At an octogenarian age, the air between breaths is like a gossamer, as if even without Jun Changye's hands, he will return home in a short time.

Jun Changye raised his foot and wanted to walk, but suddenly there was an overwhelming sound of piercing the sky behind him, and it seemed that Feizhen finally couldn't help but wanted to make a move.

He didn't look back.

In an instant, all sounds fell silent, and Feizhen's furious voice came from behind: "Saint! He is going to kill your brother!"

"No, you are wrong," Shamanhua's voice resounded faintly, "Brother died a long time ago, and what is here now is just a poor worm shrunk in his shell. Right now, we are cultivating The joint siege of the world is retreating steadily. Seeing that the decline is irreversible, in my opinion, the appearance of the master of the Fengshen Sword is an opportunity for us to turn around. Brother, he has always put the overall situation of the demons first, and he will understand my decision. "

"I think you were stunned by him!"

"Presumptuous! Who will allow you to talk to me like this!" Shamanhua shouted coldly, and the huge Hydra behind him hissed and vomited a message, releasing an extremely dangerous breath towards Feizhen.

Jun Changye walked through nine long steps, and finally walked to the seat of Qisha, who symbolizes the supremacy of the demon world. The old man on the seat slowly raised his head, but his eyes widened suddenly when he saw the black knife overflowing with evil spirits on the young man's waist , his mouth was watering, but he still tried his best to lean towards the knife, and one of them used too much force, and fell directly from the seat.

"Give me...give me...give that knife...give me!"

He crawled on the ground with both hands and feet, then grabbed Jun Changye's clothes, and reached out to reach the handle of the Fengshen Saber, but he couldn't touch it.

"Do you want it?"

Just when he was in a state of desperation, a deep, almost bewitching voice suddenly sounded from the top of his head. He nodded abruptly, then raised his head to look up, but was facing a pair of shimmering red gold pupils.

"Tell me, is Cang Jue's death related to you?"

Seeing those eyes, the old man's eyes suddenly straightened, but he was not bewitched, but pointed at the young man in black and screamed in a daze: "It's you! It's you! You're back! You're back for revenge! It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it was him, it was him! He's dead, go find him! Don't come to me!"

He then said, lying on the ground and rolling, Jun Changye looked down for a while, then stepped on the old man's hand, and pressed it hard bit by bit, accompanied by the creaking sound of bones breaking, he spoke again Said: "Say, who am I?"

"Ah! You are Su Xihe! Su Xihe! No, you are Cang Jue! I don't know who you are, who you are, so don't come looking for me!"

The young man in black frowned. Seeing the fate of the previous generation of heroes, he felt no pity in his heart. He took off the Fengshen Saber from his waist, cut open his chest, picked out his heart, and threw it far away to the Hydra that was waiting with its head up.

Then, he slowly climbed up the last step, and sat down on the finally empty seat of the Seven Demons.

Shamanhua fell to his knees first, and said loudly: "Congratulations, my subordinates, for ascending the honorable seat!"

Seeing that the general situation was settled, Feizhen had no choice but to kneel down and repeated the same words.

Jun Changye waved his hand to signal them to get up, but there was a rare trace of imperceptible weariness in his expression. After answering the order to hand over the affairs, he went alone to the Lone Star Pavilion dedicated to the previous generations of demons in the name of retreat.

This stay is more than half a month.

Although there is no need for Mozun to do everything by himself, but right now, when the fire is imminent, one cannot be without a leader.On this day, Shamanhua waited for a long time outside the Lone Star Pavilion, and finally waited for someone to come out of the Lone Star Pavilion, but it was not Jun Changye, but an old man with a white beard who held a knife.

"Desolate old man," Shamanhua stepped forward and said respectfully, "May I ask how the retreat is going?"

It was Huang Yan who came. During the days when he came to the Demon Race, Jun Changye, in addition to cultivating desperately, also used the shape bone wood brought out from the ancient battlefield and other natural materials and earth treasures collected over the years to give Huang Yan a new life. After shaping a body, and after getting the God-conferring Knife, he gave him the Demon Knife Broken Soul as a gift.

Huang Yan's body and bones have always been strong, and he died once and witnessed Jun Changye's death many times with his own eyes, so he feels that there is no major issue besides death and life. Okay, so every day when I look at it, I look radiant and happy.

But today, he frowned in a rare way, and sighed: "Not good, not good, very bad, he can't break through the eighth level of the Conferred God for a long time, and he won't allow me to ask for help, so I'm going to torture myself to death .”

The Conferred God Saber Technique is a self-contained system, which was created by the demon god Li Yuan himself. Every time he reaches a level, he has to be completely reborn. If he fails to break through for a long time, his life is indeed in danger.

Sha Manhua frowned, and hurriedly said: "Dare to ask Huang Lao, if Manhua can help you?"

Huang Yan rolled his eyes and sized her up for a moment, then suddenly his brows became happy, and he nodded repeatedly: "Of course! Girl, listen to me..."

He leaned close to Shamanhua's ear and said this and that, making Shamanhua's face flushed, and then rubbed his hands, saying boldly: "Girl, if you want to break through the fastest, you can only do this. Seeing that you are a kind person, you Demon Lord is also a kind person, so you can rest assured, don't worry, as long as you do what I say, nothing will go wrong."

Shamanhua blushed and nodded, then gently pushed open the half-closed door of Lone Star Pavilion, and walked in.