When the devil respects life as a waste

It took Jiang Mianqing a lot of energy to teleport so many people. He waited for everyone to stand on the high cliff before slowly retracting the teleportation shaft.

Dozens of sects, hundreds of monks, and a chimeric hole.

"Opening this opening is very simple, but..." Jiang Mianqing said with deep meaning, "How do we know that what is waiting for us is a siege by demons?"

Xie Lingjun felt strange and didn't understand why Jiang Mianqing would have such a stupid question, and explained: "Why should I bother, if I want to get rid of you, I will do it directly."

Jiang Mian's love was originally to scare off Xie Lingjun, but when Xie Lingjun replied, he felt very uncomfortable.

He hated Xie Lingjun's arrogance, but he had to admit that what the other party said was true.Therefore, he dislikes Xie Lingjun more and more, looks at him everywhere, and thinks of criticizing him anytime and anywhere.

After Xie Lingjun finished speaking, he didn't bother to talk about Jiang Mian's feelings any more. He turned to face the crowd and said, "I will open a gap with my sword. When the cliff shakes, I will ask you to contribute."

When everyone heard the words, they nodded.

Xie Lingjun transformed into a soul sword, and the long sword flew out and directly plunged into the ground.

Unrivaled power poured out from the soul sword continuously.Facing such a force directly made it hard for everyone present to breathe, and moved them with fear—afraid that they would be torn apart by such a force in the next second and die under Xie Lingjun's sword.

Although Xie Lingjun's devilish energy and sword were aimed at the two closed high cliffs, they still inevitably scattered around them.

Originally, I thought it would be easy to follow Xie Lingjun, but when the majestic devil energy surrounded me, no one looked relaxed.

Even Chang Xiangsi and Jiang Mianqing turned pale, and tried their best to pour their spiritual power into the natal magic weapon.

Then the harp and the jade ax fell beside Xie Lingjun's sword.

The second sword comes from Li Yuan, the landlord of Qionglou.She was originally the elder of Qionglou, but Xie Lingjun killed Du Suyu, so she came to power.

She didn't think about revenge, revenge for revenge, life for life, the previous grievances and grievances have all ended under Xie Lingjun's sword.She didn't want Qionglou to shed unnecessary blood for this.

Soon, the third and fourth swords also flew into the crack.

Hundreds of natal artifacts gathered together, and everyone worked together to accomplish one thing - to make the creatures in the Beiming Continent and the Extreme East Canghai no longer suffer from being possessed by demons.

The crack widened little by little.

It can be expected that without Xie Lingjun's running and matching, such a scene would never have happened.

The last sword flew, and the strength no less than that of Xie Lingjun overflowed from it.

Xie Lingjun didn't need to raise his head to know whose sword it was. It was indeed the first time he had seen the power of the Supreme Realm's soul.It seems that in the days without him, even though he was trapped at the bottom of Lingshan Valley, Shen Zhengze never let up a bit.

"There is no opponent I respect more than him." Xie Lingjun thought to himself.

The disappointment was gone.

Shen Zhengze's breathing was as painful as if he was being burned by a raging fire. When he channeled his spiritual power through the Qumai and Duanmai, the two damaged meridians screamed and roared, adding endless ruthlessness.

There is only patience.

One white and one black stood above the gap, their robes fluttering, their spiritual power and devil energy collided with each other, constantly tearing the gap open.

Once Shen Zhengze pushed Xie Lingjun into the abyss, the two high cliffs that were closed with one sword, were slowly separated again under the push of the masters of the two races.

The magic wind hit, and the cold and ominous wind made people shiver.

When the sun was setting, Gao Ya finally did not move, and all the previous shocks stopped at this moment.

Qiu Changsheng, Ning Shenghui and others in the Cangshui environment flew to the world and stood on the land of Beiming Continent.

Qiu Changsheng carried a huge wooden fan called "Three Sorrows on the Pillow", which was given by his master Tianji before he left.When he landed, the wooden fan also hit the ground at the same time.

Standing beside Xie Lingjun, he glanced coldly at the monks of the human and monster races, and finally leaned on the wooden fan and asked Xie Lingjun, "What are we going to do next?"

Xie Lingjun was bored with all of this, and a desire that was different from controlling came upon him—to leave.

Xie Lingjun has two very simple sides: on the one hand, he faces difficulties and spares no effort in dealing with the opponents he admires.On the one hand, he turned around and left, leaving behind the people and things he sneered at, completely forgetting about them.

He had a strong premonition that if he didn't leave, everything would be destroyed.

But he didn't move.

He just sighed slowly, turned his head to look at Chang Xiangsi, and asked, "Where are we going to negotiate next?"

Chang Xiangsi glanced at Xie Lingjun, then at Zheng Sinan, pondered for a long time, then sighed, and said in a low voice, "Let's go to the Qingyang Pavilion. Venerable Xie grew up in the Qingyang Pavilion, so I'm afraid he has special feelings. It’s not something you can give up for a while. Why don’t you go back and have a look?”

Xie Lingjun chuckled, and couldn't help laughing louder and louder.

He raised his right hand, the palm full of sword calluses covered half of his bright face, his shoulders trembled and trembled as he laughed.

"Before you speak, let's see what Zheng Sinan is doing?" Xie Lingjun asked.

Chang Xiangsi's heart trembled, and she slowly replied: "If we want to set the place of peace talks in the Qingyang Pavilion, shouldn't we ask the current Qingyang Pavilion master?"

Xie Lingjun said "Oh", and the smile on his face turned into a sneer.

"I recognize Master as the master of Qingyang Pavilion, and I also recognize Ji Yanran's character. I will never recognize Zheng Sinan." He said, "Besides, you think I'm easy to deceive?"

Chang Xiangsi couldn't help frowning, and asked, "Why did you say that?"

Xie Lingjun looked at Chang Xiangsi coldly, and asked without answering, "So why do you think I changed the location of the peace talks from Qingyang Pavilion to Nanhai?"

Hearing the words, Chang Xiangsi knew that he could no longer be perfunctory, and asked directly: "Where does the Honorable Xie think is suitable?"

"Shengping Palace in Dehai? Langhuan Blessed Land in Cangshui? These two places are up to the Chang Pavilion Master to choose." Xie Lingjun said calmly.

Before Chang Xiangsi could speak, Jiang Mianqing on the side directly got angry and asked, "Xie Lingjun, it was you who proposed the peace talks, do you think we are willing? You used force to coerce us and said it was peace talks, can you let us Seeing your sincerity? So what if you stay in Qingyang Pavilion, why do you make things difficult for you—"

"Countless demons have died in Qingyang Pavilion." Xie Lingjun interrupted, "Before me and Luo Pingtang, there was also a demon cultivator of the highest level. Liao Yang led the demons to Qingyang Pavilion, and they all died in the sword. Under the array of 'round sky and smooth light'. I don't want such a thing to happen a second time."

Chang Xiangsi raised her hand to stop Jiang Mianqing's next words, and asked, "What if we disagree?"

Xie Lingjun lowered his eyes and said lightly: "I don't want to force you to go to the abyss, I just want you to feel it."

Chang Xiangsi paused, a little curious: "What do you feel?"

"You invited us to Qingyang Pavilion. You thought you were polite and treated me very generously. You wanted me to be grateful. But you see, I invited you to the abyss as guests, with wine and food, but you were not happy, and you were suspicious of me." Xie Lingjun said every word with a low tone.

He smiled helplessly, and continued: "You will only think that the demons are such a hateful group, and they deserve to stay in the dark abyss. I must be uneasy and kind to invite you and propose peace talks.

"It has been practiced for tens of thousands of years, why should I raise objections? It has always been like this, has always been like this, isn't it good? Do you think so?"

Jiang Mianqing snorted coldly, followed Xie Lingjun's words, and readily admitted: "That's right! It's always been like this. In the world and the abyss, no one interferes with the other. If the well water doesn't interfere with the river water, wouldn't it be peaceful?"

Xie Lingjun stared at Jiang Mianqing silently for a while, frowned slightly, and said in confusion, "Dare to ask what you mean, is it that our demons want to come to the world, is this a disturbing thing?"

"Isn't it?" After Jiang Mianqing finished speaking, she tightly held the jade scroll with her right hand, raising a pair of flirtatious eyes.

Xie Lingjun was also stopped by this straightforward sentence.

Comparing one's heart to another's heart is an extremely difficult thing. Why should the human race and the demon race think about things from the perspective of the demon race.

It was between the question and answer that Xie Lingjun finally uttered the words "our demon race", and recognized his identity as a demon race for a long time, even though he was alone before.

Every living being should be divided into □ □ identities: human race, monster race, demon race, ghost race, spirit race...

Then classify.Respecting strength, the power of the Supreme Realm, the head, pavilion master, landlord, elder of the Selfless Realm...

Xie Lingjun didn't have this awareness before. When others say the difference between you and me, and use words to deepen and emphasize it over and over again, he also has to think about a problem.

——When others push him away, what will he do.

Xie Lingjun used to be a very lonely person, he didn't feel that he needed other people's approval, and no one was qualified to recognize him.

But don't people need a reasonable identity?

Now that he is not recognized by the human race, he is logically not alone.He has long been a demon, and he finally admitted today that he is a member of the demon clan, thinking from the perspective of the demon clan.

So, he is a demon?

he is.

In the long years, the human race has the right to speak, turning the demon race into a third race besides the human race and the demon race.

When Xie Lingjun voluntarily put on the shackles of his demon identity, he discovered the absurdity of the human race's statement.

"This is really the idea of ​​a big man." Xie Lingjun felt that a heavy thing was placed on his shoulders, and he couldn't break free. "Sacrificing the interests of the demon race, in exchange for the peace of the human race and the demon race. Everyone here is like Jiang Mianqing. Do you think so?"

Xie Lingjun finished asking loudly, looked at the crowd, and had a panoramic view of the expressions of others.

Everyone was silent.

Xie Lingjun smiled and said: "I have heard that 'everything is not equal, it will cry' and 'it is the same for people'. Today I lead all the demons, not to disturb people's peace, to provoke troubles for no reason, but to feel injustice."

What Zhuo Le said once came to my heart.

Xie Lingjun said loudly: "This Beiming Continent was also the land where we lived! You were exterminated more than [-] years ago, and thousands of innocent demons migrated into the abyss, taking your whole body. Dare I ask if my family wants to return to the world today?" , have you ever hurt someone for no reason; has my sword been stained with the blood of the human race because of occupying the land?"

In the last sentence, the tone suddenly became low——

"I do not have."

The author has something to say: ooc small theater

Jiang Mianqing: You will be expelled.

Xie Lingjun: I am very annoyed by people like you who paint the ground as a prison.