I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

As soon as the words came out, Fang Qinghong suddenly came to his senses: "No, you are lying to me."

He turned around and waved Liu Menghan's outstretched hand away, his face full of vigilance: "You are not Liu Menghan, who are you?"

Who knows if this is another deceitful illusion?

The Queen Mother of the West can at most prove that the "Liu Menghan" in front of me has more information than others.And even if it were true, things would never be as simple as he said.

Fang Qinghong's thoughts turned, weighing the chances that the other party would let him go back to save Dao Heng.

Liu Menghan seemed surprised by his reaction, opened his eyes slightly, and regained his composure in a moment, showing a helpless expression: "Qinghong, you and I are a Taoist couple, I don't have to lie to you."

Fang Qinghong: "Then do you remember the spirit wine on the wedding day?"

"Yeah." Liu Menghan nodded, looking a little depressed and distressed: "But it's all fake, it's an illusion given to you by this fantasy world, the owner of the fantasy is trying to frame me, he wants to drive us apart!"

Fang Qinghong squinted his eyes, and still asked methodically: "Since this is the case, who are you now? If all this is true as you said, the world and the people living here are all false, and you are not in it? "

Liu Menghan's eyes were clear, affectionate and touching: "I am Menghan, and Menghan is me. I entered the illusion to awaken your ray of consciousness, and I possessed this puppet."

Fang Qinghong was stunned, and looked at him suspiciously.

Liu Menghan approached step by step, Fang Qinghong stepped back step by step.

"Wake up, Qinghong, you know, what has happened cannot be changed, this place is just your dream." The man in the green shirt said earnestly.

Fang Qinghong paused.

Seeing this, Liu Menghan's tone became more and more gentle: "No one can rewrite the past, look, your dream has begun to collapse, and it is getting closer to reality. Wake up, and return to the place that truly belongs to you."

Fang Qinghong struggled in his heart: "I..."

And just when the other party was about to embrace him, he pushed Liu Menghan away again.

"If you are really Menghan, then prove it by saying something that only the two of us know." Fang Qinghong raised his hand to stop the other party from persevering, and wanted to chase after the approaching footsteps.

Liu Menghan stopped obediently, but his eyes were still glued to the young man, refusing to leave even an inch.

"During the battle between Dao and Demon, in order to avenge the dead of Jianzong, you single-handedly challenged the Venerable Demon Realm, and you also resisted the pressure for us. With the power of distraction, you surpassed the ranks to kill and transform the virtual. Miracle."

"At that time, Zhenjun Daoyi was confronting the Demon Lord, and he had no ability to separate himself, and your situation was really dangerous. Not only the Demon Realm, but also the Taoist Sect also wanted to sneak attack and assassinate you. You retreated all the way back to the Five Realms, and I chased after you to solve the trouble for you , and in the end, by mistake, they entered the secret realm of the Immortal Family together."

"At that time, in order to save you, I was seriously injured and dying. Even if I survived by chance, I would be reduced to a mortal body and could no longer seek the way of heaven."

Speaking of this, Liu Menghan seemed to recall some beautiful past, and his smile gradually spread: "You said, you owe me a favor, and you are willing to go through fire and water for me once. No matter what I ask, you will get it for me."

He looked up and asked, "Do you remember?"

Fang Qinghong opened his mouth, and replied dryly: "I remember."

"I don't want anything, I just want to be a Taoist partner with you." Liu Menghan gradually closed his smile, his eyes were melancholy: "Have you forgotten too?"

Fang Qinghong's throat was blocked and he couldn't speak.

Liu Menghan said again: "Aren't you curious about the origin of the person who has been by your side—Fuyao?"

"I can tell you now that he is the master of this illusion."

"It's also him who wants to break us up."

At the same time, the Central Palace of Demon Realm.

In the innermost core area of ​​the forbidden palace, a black flame suddenly shot up into the sky, and then, like a wave, it swept to all directions.

The billowing black mist instantly flooded the palace, enveloping the fleeing people in all directions.After experiencing the initial panic, these people discovered the essence of the black mist - it was the magic breath!

And in the black mist, their cultivation bases were rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they were reluctant to leave, and they no longer wanted to escape, and they frantically breathed out the magic breath on the spot.Some people died because they ate too greedily.

No one went to find out where the black mist came from. They were all blinded by the vested interests in front of them.

And in the birthplace of the devil's breath - in the sacrificial hall where the demon soldiers were enshrined, Helian Wushe was letting out a deafening laugh.He held up the Ten Directions Nirvana Sword with both hands, and his voice echoed in the empty hall:

"The unfinished feats of Chi You, the military lord of the past, will be accomplished by my hands! From now on, the whole world belongs to me, Helian Wushu!"

The magic soldier wrapped in black mist in his hand let out a long sword cry.

The Shifang Nirvana Sword awakened 50 years ago.

Under the altar, Helian Jue folded his fists and bowed, saluting: "Congratulations, father, for getting what he wanted."

With a wave of Helian Wushe's sword, the black air was swept away like ripples, and spread all the way to the border areas bordering the other four regions.In the main hall, even at this moment, his son still looked calm and motionless.

Either weak and incompetent, or a top predator who has learned how to hide.

Mozun looked down at him condescendingly, with no warmth in his eyes.What's more, it is the appreciation of a fine work and the interest in dominating the other party.

"Come up." He ordered.

He Lianjue stepped over the steps step by step, reached one knee to the ground, and knelt down in front of his father.

"Pfft." The blade mercilessly inserted into the gap between his shoulder blades, and bright red blood spurted out.

He Lianjue didn't even frown, as if he wasn't the one who was stabbed.

A large amount of magic breath poured into his body, forcibly widening his meridians and lungs, and the rough method even caused terrifying cracks to appear everywhere in his body.

He couldn't help panting heavily.

Helian Wushe's stern order came from above his head: "Hold it."

In the severe pain, He Lianjue had no choice but to concentrate and mobilize his own strength to repair the meridians and organs continuously, guiding the berserk magic breath to wander in the body.

At the same time, the skyrocketing cultivation also brought him the pain of being forcibly pulled and grown.

But his father didn't care about his life or death, as if the weak preyed on the strong, and if he couldn't survive, he would be eliminated naturally.

Seeing that the input of the magic breath was almost the same, Helian Wushe pulled out his sword mercilessly.He Lianjue was on the verge of falling, couldn't help leaning forward, and supported the ground with the arm that didn't hurt his shoulder.

He raised his head, and in his blurry vision, his father turned his back and stared at a statue frantically.

The statue is dressed in white clothes with a high crown, silver armor and arrow sleeves, and soft boots with light clouds on its feet.He has a tall and straight figure, holding swords behind his back, like a lark waiting to take off, always holding his head high, ignoring the disturbances under his feet.

Helian Jue knew who he was.

This reminded him of his mother and concubine, the one who was proud and vain, was dazzled by desire, and died of desire in the end.

Demon Lord Helian Wushe is an out-and-out overlord. Like everyone in the Demon Realm, he believes in natural selection, and the strongest is king.

The concubine mother is just a container he has carefully selected to nurture the next generation.And his mother and concubine, a beauty who lived at the bottom, would become someone else's plaything without the honor of the Demon Lord passing by. Once she turned over, it was the beginning of endless spread of desire.

Different from the Wuyu Taoist sect who likes to do superficial kung fu, Moxiu is emotionless and lustful. He never hides his desire, and he doesn't feel ashamed to express his heart.

His mother and concubine are also on the list. For his soon-to-be-born demon son, the greatest joy is not the joy of being a mother, but his ambition for the future.

The ambition to change one's destiny and thus surpass others.

When he was born with outstanding talent and grew up day by day, the ambition of the mother and concubine who thought she could ascend to heaven was also expanding day by day.

In the end, this blazing fire of desire burned it out.

The glamorous servant could not win the heart of Helian Wushe, nor could he please the latter, so as to win him a more dignified and dignified status, so he did nothing but colluded with the Demon Lord's subordinates to conspire to usurp power.

It's a pity that the success failed, and the rebels were wiped out by Helian Wushe, who was waiting for a rabbit. All the former subordinates died, and no one was spared.That day, the blood was flowing, and all the traitors were abolished. They watched as they were drained of blood and died of the last drop of life essence.

Helian Wushe who was sitting alone on the high platform waved his hand, and the remaining bones were scattered like gravel in the wind.

The rule of the Demon Realm always needs to be established under the power of violence.

He Lianjue stepped onto the execution platform to see his mother and concubine being executed in broad daylight and in full view of everyone.

And the latter, until he died, still tried to grab his shoulders, tirelessly saying: "You are the future master of the Demon Realm, and even more so, my son! The Demon Realm belongs to you, and you belong to me!"

"Kill your father, kill Helian Wushe, as long as you kill him, we can have everything here!"

"Look, did you see it? He's sitting there. He's going to kill your mother. He's your enemy. Go over there and kill him for me."

How stupid.

If you don't have absolute strength, how can you own something that is surrounded by wolves?

Helianjue stood up and stared at his mother on the ground indifferently, as if looking at a stranger.

The city of vision, after all, limits the upper limit of fate, he is so stupid that he is hopelessly concubine mother, I am afraid that until now, he still does not understand who he was betrayed by.

And his concubine, who was caught in a fanatical hallucination, gradually calmed down from his cold gaze.

The beauty smiled ironically, looked at him and said, "You are his son, with his blood on your body, and you are also a heartless thing."

"Then I'll curse you, I'll curse you for not being able to ask for it for the rest of your life!"

The ruined beauty looked up to the sky and laughed, blood flowed out and merged into a lake under her body.Helian Jue's last memory of his mother and concubine is her high-pitched and malicious scream:

"No matter what you want, you will lose it in the end!"