When the devil respects life as a waste

Xie Lingjun's meridians are extremely broad, and when he finishes paying homage to various sects in the Five Continents, half of the devil energy stored in his body remains.

This trip to the world is frustrating, and the others' defenses against him are obvious.

He wanted to impress others with sincerity and spend more time persuading others, but Lou Suyun's subordinates found him and said that Zhuo Le had committed a crime and that Lou Suyun had disappeared.

Xie Lingjun made an agreement with various sects in the world, and they will discuss it again in Beiming Continent at the end of next spring.He also didn't want to think too much about whether the other people agreed to his proposal out of sincerity, or was it a hypocrisy under his intimidation.

Anyway, things are done.

Before that, Xie Lingjun had to go back to the abyss to deal with the dispute between Zhuo Le and Lou Suyun.

When he returned to Dehai with his sword from the sky over the South China Sea, and then flew from Dehai to Qionghai, in just a few days, Qionghai was devastated.

When Xie Lingjun arrived at the Bohai Hehuan Hall, Zhuo Le was having fun in the wine pool and meat forest, with a handsome man in his arms, pinching the man's chin, forcing him to drink.

"You're here, what do you want me for?" Zhuo Le didn't turn his head, as if he had expected that Xie Lingjun would definitely come.

Xie Lingjun knew that Zhuo Le had violated a big taboo, but he still held on to his last hope and asked, "Did you do it?"

Zhuo Le laughed outright when he heard the words, pushed the man in his arms away, got up from the water, stood naked on the pool, and walked slowly in front of Xie Lingjun.

Xie Lingjun's disgust towards Zhuo Le reached its peak at this moment.

He took a step back, transformed into a soul sword, pointed at Zhuo Le, and said coldly: "Don't come near me."

"After so many years, you are still as usual, putting on airs, arrogant and arrogant." Zhuo Le sneered.He nonchalantly picked up his drenched long hair, put it all over his left shoulder, and twisted it into a strand.

Xie Lingjun was furious, tried his best to lower his voice, and said, "I'm not here to blame each other."

Zhuo Le was originally playing with his hair with his head down, but when he heard Xie Lingjun's words, he slightly raised his eyes and glanced, and his tone was purely puzzled: "Then why are you here?"

"Let me ask you..." Xie Lingjun took a deep breath, "Is Lou Suyun's disappearance related to you? Why did you invade Qionghai?"

Zhuo Le took a step forward, put his chest directly on Xie Lingjun's sharp sword, and said with a sneer: "There is no reason for this! I want to take Qionghai, and the Bohai Sea and Cangshui in my hands are enough to fight Shangshan, Lihai and Guixu join forces."

When Xie Lingjun heard this, he immediately understood that Lou Suyun was definitely not willing to join forces with Zhuo Le, and that's why he was plotted against.

After he figured this out, he was inevitably chilled.

Lou Suyun and Zhuo Le grew up together in Cangshuijing when they were young, and when they were expelled and fled, they shared adversity and fought together for nearly a hundred years to defeat Luo Pingtang.

But even such a friendship is still not worth the power in Zhuo Le's heart.

"I don't understand..." Xie Lingjun had just said it, but it was hard to continue with the rest.

He fought back the pain, doubts, and lingering hatred.This kind of hatred is not only for Zhuo Le alone, but for all the people who puzzle him.

——Why can you do this?

Xie Lingjun let out a long breath, and finally asked: "Do you think you can hold on to the four realms? The demon world was torn apart before, why do you think?"

"It's because there is no one like me to end the turmoil." Zhuo Le said loudly, "There is a sentence I wanted to say a long time ago, Xie Lingjun, what are you! In the past year, see if you look like a lost dog. Running around the world, does anyone listen to you?"

Xie Lingjun himself was not sure: "Someone will always listen."

Zhuo Le smiled contemptuously, and shook his head: "Stop deceiving yourself and others. Look at what Luo Pingtang did—put an eyeliner in the world to stir up conflicts between the five continents and the four continents. And you will only be played by others.

"Do you think that Qiu Changsheng, who returned to the Ruins Valley, would listen to you? Ning Shenghui from Lihai listened to your orders and returned to Jianqionglou. Why didn't he send a subordinate with a higher level of cultivation, but why did he send a brat in the foundation establishment period to serve as his servant?" Bully?"

"I know what you said." Xie Lingjun said slowly.

"You know what a ghost!" Zhuo Le yelled, pointing at Xie Lingjun's nose, with a grim look on his face, "Qiu Changsheng wants someone to go to the world to negotiate. I want you to clean up the incident, and hide behind your back to have fun. What you have done is just to make people laugh."

Xie Lingjun blinked, and said flatly: "I don't think I'm a joke, I'm serious about what I do."

"But you can't do anything!" Zhuo Le hated that iron can't be made into steel, and his face was full of resentment.

He didn't understand why Xie Lingjun was the most powerful in the Three Realms, why he was ordered by others to step into the trap of the villain willingly.

If it were him, he would have swept across the abyss long ago, provoked the relationship between the major sects in the world, and entered the military world.

Zhuo Le laughed back angrily: "I can accomplish things, Xie Lingjun, you can't! But you still want to settle accounts with me. I think you've lost your head."

Xie Lingjun was unmoved, but found that his conversation with Zhuo Le was getting more and more biased.

He clearly made it clear from the beginning that he didn't come to blame each other, but once he opened his mouth, it was inevitable that he would vent his anger on each other in the end.

It can be seen that communication is not useful, and it may also be a unilateral catharsis of people who are blind and deaf.

This made Xie Lingjun feel deeply tired.

He finally regained his peace, lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "When you were the suzerain of the Acacia Sect, the Bohai Sea was full of smog. You can't even manage one side, so why do you think you can stabilize all corners of the world?"

This is also Xie Lingjun's doubts for a long time.

——Why do people who can't even manage themselves think they have the ability to guide and dominate others.

Xie Lingjun has always believed that the only thing a person can restrain is himself, and the most he can influence is the people close to him.No matter how much, it is beyond his ability.

And bumping into walls everywhere in the world deepened his perception.

He just happened to be more capable than others, just happened to want to kill Luo Pingtang, just happened to have a wish that had to be fulfilled.Therefore, in order to fulfill his wish, he had to do things he was unwilling to do and deal with people he hated.

All this is very absurd.

It just happened to be too coincidental to roast him on the fire.

If it weren't for him, the situation might have been worse.In order not to make the situation worse, he stood up.

But Zhuo Le messed up the situation that could have become more messy, but he thought that he was not wrong, and that using violence to control violence is a well-understood method that can bring ultimate light.

Xie Lingjun was puzzled and could never think from Zhuo Le's point of view.

Zhuo Le didn't answer Xie Lingjun's question, but just looked down at Xie Lingjun's sword and asked, "Are you going to kill me?"

"Where is Lou Suyun?" Xie Lingjun asked.

Zhuo Le chuckled lightly and replied: "Don't worry, I still showed affection for him and didn't kill him; I just killed a nightmare and trapped him in a dream with an eternal illusion. Although he can't wake up Come on, but wouldn't it be happier to be able to live in a dream all the time than to be awake?"

Xie Lingjun felt that Zhuo Le was unreasonable, he was undoubtedly a lunatic.

"nightmare……"

Another nightmare!

Now that Xie Lingjun heard the race, his head began to ache, and his whole body was shrouded in an ominous premonition.

Zhuo Le did not regard the Nightmare Clan as living beings, but as livestock that could be slaughtered at any time, just like chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep.What is the difference between the human race raising a group of pigs and killing them at the end, and he catching the nightmare and killing them at the end to confuse Lou Suyun?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Le took a step back, avoiding Xie Lingjun's sword, picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on.

As he put on his clothes, he said: "The Qi sect, the Fa sect, the illusion sect, the Nightmare family are naturally good at illusion, and their art belongs to the illusion sect. But every time they perform a spell, they have to pay the price of their own lives.

"Some of them can displace other people's emotions and make people hallucinate. Some of them can create dreams and trap people in them. If Lou Suyun is to sleep in the sweet dream forever, he must kill the nightmare that created the dream. "

Having said that, he smiled slightly, tied up his belt, and asked, "Are you going to kill me?"

"Yes." Xie Lingjun did not evade this question, and replied frankly.

Zhuo Le was not afraid. After getting dressed, he smiled and asked: "Do you still remember that you owed me a favor? You have already paid me back this, and Cangshuijing is in my pocket. But what you once promised me , only half done."

Xie Lingjun didn't react for a while, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhuo Le raised his hand, pointed to the outside of the hall, and said: "Up to the mountain of swords and down to the sea of ​​fire, you have only climbed the mountain of swords, and you have not swum through the sea of ​​fire. I want you to swim through the sea of ​​fire now, if you finish, I don't want you Come and take my life, I plead guilty and kill myself. How?"

If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't follow suit, but Xie Lingjun nodded.

The sea of ​​fire in front of the Hehuan Temple is said to be the fall of the eight heavens, and the true fire of Samadhi flowed down to the sky, and then it accumulated in the Bohai Sea, where it burned for hundreds of thousands of years without extinguishing.

No one can swim through here, and even Xie Lingjun will die here eight out of ten.

Three days later, Xie Lingjun swam through the flames without suffering too much damage.He didn't know why until he was told——

It was Jiu who used the fire-proof robe on him, and when he crossed the sea of ​​flames, the robe would burn out.

Xie Lingjun's heart trembled, and he immediately asked: "Where's Meijiu?"

The servant replied: "After the master of the realm swam for a quarter of an hour, Sect Master Zhuo handed the robe to Mei Jiu and said..."

"What did you say!"

"The suzerain said..." The servant cleared his throat and imitated Zhuo Le's words, "If you don't hand over the robe, Xie Lingjun will surely die. But if you hand over the robe to Xie Lingjun, you will be burned alive. In this way , would you like to go?"

Xie Lingjun felt the absurdity, grabbed the servant's hand and asked, "So did she go?"

The servant timidly said: "So thank you, aren't you intact now?"

Xie Lingjun let go of his hand and no longer had any expectations—Mei Jiu should have been burned to death in the sea of ​​fire.

And when he walked inside the palace, Zhuo Le was also hanging above the pool, committing suicide with his soft whip.

So far, Ning Shenghui from Lihai and Qiu Changsheng from Guixu Valley thought that Xie Ling was in the same abyss, so they cruelly forced their companions to death.All the remaining demons, dare not make mistakes, come to worship.

When Xie Lingjun hadn't figured out what happened and why he came to this point, he had already become a demon king and was about to go to the human world to rush to the peace talks at the end of spring.

No matter whether it is prestige or notoriety, it spreads across the abyss and the world with lightning speed.

Ji Yanran had no choice but to go to the bottom of the Ling Valley to invite Shen Zhengze out under pressure, in order to increase the bargaining chip in the negotiation.

But at this moment, the spring breeze in the world is harmonious, and the wicker shoots branches, followed by fluttering catkins, which fall into the river water in groups, and pass away with the flowing water.

The painting boat broke through the flowing water and stopped in the lake.

At night, the sound of the pipa moves.

It's another happy spring.

The author has something to say: I am about to resume work, I don’t know if it will be too late to update tomorrow.

All I can say is work hard.

I have finally clarified the past life, and the two can meet in the next chapter~

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Linked to the end of the previous chapter, do you have new feelings?

——After listening, Shen Zhengze said something irrelevant: "I want to meet senior brother."

—— "He's become very strange now..." Ji Yanran frowned slightly, and said in a low voice.