The heroine who wears a book, her character is broken

Long Yan catches up with Jing Meng, Jing Meng thinks that he is here to persuade him to make peace so that he doesn't have to say anything.

"Separate that temper, Wen Feng can't control it, he has always been moody, no one cares about Wen Feng's affairs, he thinks he is the only one who cares about the whole world, and he has never found Xiao Zhu'er when he is so devoted, it seems so powerful. "Jing Meng said coldly.

"No, Li Jie has followed Wen Feng for many years, and it's normal to be brooding, but I'm not talking about this, I want to tell you, A Zhu said that her sister is not dead, and Bai An sealed her soul in a wordless book." Long Yan said to her.

After Long Yan's words fell, Jing Meng seemed to be immobilized: "Zhao Zhao is not dead?"

"En." Long Yan told Jing Meng what Mo Cizhu said to her.

In the eyes of the world, the fairy who is high above and cold and out of the world suddenly has red eyes.

"It's good if you don't die."

"Li Yi is not a person who doesn't know the seriousness, even if he says that, he will never ignore it, and you don't want to get angry with him." Long Yan sighed.

Jing Meng calmed down her mood: "What I have the same knowledge as him, I want to rush back to gather all the sects in the name of the Misty Sect. There are many sects and sects of the human race, and the Misty Sect has inherited the title of the number one sect in the world. Always start with this.”

"I will inform the elders and monks of various sects who were present just now, but I need a formal invitation from the Jade Letter." Jing Meng said.

"That's right, you're not someone who doesn't care about the overall situation, but I worry too much." Long Yan said.

Jing Meng shook her head: "This time, I didn't think carefully, and I don't know what happened in the secret realm."

Speaking of this, Long Yan's face was once again solemn.

As soon as Mo Cizhu opened his eyes, he saw that he was in a misty sea area, and the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of blood.

Previously under the cold pool, Mo Cizhu pushed the jade tablet with the last bit of strength, and a mysterious passage appeared in front of her, and Mo Cizhu was sucked in before she even had time to react.

When he woke up again, he was here, his body was in great pain, Mo Cizhu wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move at all, his meridians were cut off, his dantian was in turmoil, and the evil energy in his body reversed. It's lucky that he was still alive.

Only her eyeballs could move all over her body. She endured a lot of pain. There were no ferocious beasts around her, but there was the sound of fighting in the distance. The beast was also staring at her, but it didn't have the courage to approach her.

The dragon's body was soaked in seawater, but this seawater was different from ordinary seawater, and it was dotted with red. I don't know how many creatures died in this sea area.

And in such a place, the place on her side, which is only as big as the mouth of a well, is very different. The water there is extremely clear, and it has not been affected by the killing of this world at all.

Could it be that the entrance to Xuanming Hell exists in the South China Sea like this?

Looking at it, the ground gradually began to shrink, and the beasts in the distance seemed to be eager to try.

Mo Cizhu was startled for a while, this thing also has a random refresh?

If the fierce beast really touches her, Mo Cizhu has no doubt that he will die.

She crawled into the pool with the last of her strength.

Mo Cizhu didn't know where he was, but felt that he was falling continuously. During the long falling process, Mo Cizhu's thoughts drifted to Mo Ciwan. He wondered what happened to Ah Wan, was he injured?

Then Mo Cizhu gradually lost consciousness again.

The ice dragon that fell from the sky landed in a barren space. There were only countless floating runes in the entire space, constantly emitting golden light.

All evil is destroyed here.

A woman sitting cross-legged here opened her eyes when the ice dragon fell to the ground, those light blue eyes were extremely similar to Mo Cizhu in the past.

"My daughter?"

The woman dodged and landed in front of the ice dragon, but was shocked by the appearance of the ice dragon.

The beautiful ice dragon is heavily scarred, with large scales missing, and the wound is still bleeding.

Eyes closed, as if lifeless.

Crouching down in a panic, a dragon's breath entered the body of the ice dragon, and the situation inside was even worse, almost hanging by a thread.

Never thought that mother and daughter would meet like this, Wenfeng reached out and touched Xiaolong's head: "Mother will save you."

In the Human Race Misty Sect, Fairy Jingmeng is still in a high position. Each sect reports the results of the battle with the Demon Race, and then discusses the next countermeasures together.

Since the incident in the East China Sea a hundred years ago, the demon race has been eager to attack the human race and the monster race, and even tried to disrupt the world and make the weak mortals the targets of teasing.

But at the first step, they were blocked by two forces. These people did not know what sect or faction they belonged to. They were scattered in the mortal world and set up demon-killing formations in countless mortal cities. Ordinary demons could not enter it, and those in the mortal world Dynasty is also extremely effective against defense.

And the powerful demon clan disdain to go to the mortal world, thus avoiding a chaos in the mortal world.

In the follow-up, various sects in the cultivation world also sent many people to the mortal world to protect them in time, so that the demons could not cause too much trouble in the mortal world.

In the past hundred years, the strength of the demons has been increasing day by day. At the beginning, the human race and the demons were able to maintain the border. After a hundred years, the human race gradually began to struggle and lost part of the land.

The situation of the monster race is not much different from that of the human race, and the pressure to fight against the demon race is increasing day by day.

The Mozun looked at the demons who were slaughtering the small sect below, turned and left, with the carnival of the demons behind him.

This is the fifth sect to be massacred by the demons after a hundred years of confrontation.

Going back to the nearest city, this is a city built by the demons here. The city is full of demonic energy, mixed with the choking smell of blood.

Entering the city lord's mansion, walking all the way into the main hall, the sound of orchestral strings and bamboos can be heard, male and female dancers in thin clothes are dancing red-faced dances, and a woman is sitting on the soft couch in the front, wearing a thin black shirt , the coveted figure and seductive face can be vaguely seen under it, and the purple eyes can seduce people's hearts and souls in the blink of an eye.

But among the people in front of her, no one dared to peek at such a face.

The temper of the saint is unpredictable and elusive. If one is not careful, he will be devoured by the saint.

In the Demon Race, everyone is also afraid of this saint.

The demon king who used to be invincible in the Mo family can only bow his knees in front of her.

"Saint, that little sect has been massacred according to the order, and no one has been left alive." Mozun knelt in front of her on one knee, and said respectfully.

The woman twisted a red fruit and put it in her mouth: "Yes."

"I said that I want the head of the general of the snake clan from the monster clan, but I haven't killed it yet?" Yinyue asked lazily.

"Return to the saint, that Ye Ning is the strength of the pinnacle of crossing the catastrophe, and the ability to form troops is really powerful. General Xi Shuo has fought against him for a hundred years, and he can't break half of the city. His subordinates are incompetent." Head, Ye Ning is not only powerful, but also the most powerful general of the Yaozu. It is not easy to kill her.

Yinyue was obviously displeased, the devilish energy dissipated, and those dancers were seriously injured: "Trash."

"Let Yueyin go, he is in the early stages of Mahayana, and he can't take the head of a monk who has crossed the catastrophe peak, so he doesn't have to come back. The devil energy in this seat is not used to raise your waste." Yinyue said coldly.

"Yes." Demon Venerable agreed.

"Saint, what should we do with the captured human monks?" Mozun asked.

Yinyue's fingertips lingered with a demonic energy, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "Choose a few beautiful ones and send them here."

"These people should be fed to the monsters." With a wave of her hand, those who were playing, singing and dancing to her just now were all thrown out of the hall.

Such a brutal and bloodthirsty person is attacked by both the human race and the monster race, but in the demon race, everyone is willing to submit.

They are even the role models of every Demon Race, warlike and bloodthirsty are engraved in their bones and blood.

Killing turns them on.

"Yes." The Demon Lord watched her get up, and he couldn't help asking a lot: "This time the sacrifice has been prepared. Lord Xi Luo asked when to sacrifice to the Demon God? When will the Lord Demon God come out?"

As soon as the words fell, he felt the almost condensed killing intent surrounding him: "You are not the only one who is at the peak of the Mahayana, and now you are not the only one in the demon race. I can change someone at any time. Remember that Xi Luo is just the subordinate of my father in the past. See Not used to this seat, he went to find another demon of his."

After speaking, the figure disappeared. Mozun lowered his head and stood up slowly when he felt the killing intent dissipated.

Just a saint is so powerful, if the demon god can be born, why don't the demons occupy the entire cultivation world.

There was an eerie excitement on his face.

In the South China Sea, on the other side of the Soulless Desert, there is a huge altar under the ground, with black blood stains all over it.

"Lord Xi Luo, since I contacted the Demon God a hundred years ago, I haven't contacted him again, and the seal hasn't shown any signs of loosening for a long time." The woman in black robe said to the man beside her.

The face of the demon named Xi Luo was covered with terrifying black lines, and his eyes were red.

"Where is the saint? Why don't you come? It's almost time for sacrifice."

"The holy lady doesn't seem to want the demon god to be born." The woman said softly.

"Oh, I just feel that the Demon God is not born, and she is the only ruler of the Demon Race. If she really doesn't want to, I will personally capture her. Even the Demon Child is a sacrifice when necessary. The Demon God has been in Xuanming Hell for a few days. Thousands of years, within these thousand years, the seal has finally been loosened."

"Saving them from Wenfeng thousands of years ago was not to let her enjoy the honor alone."

The man's voice was rough and hoarse, it sounded extremely unpleasant and chilling.

"Go down."

"Yes."

The huge altar exuded a deadly spirit that shocked even the demons. Xi Luo stood under the altar, holding a scepter in his hand, and the purple magic power flowed to the pillar in the center of the altar. The magic power followed the pillar and went all the way down. I don't know where I went.

The bloodstains on the altar also dissipated in an instant.

At this time, Zai Wenfeng felt a turmoil in the void space he was in, and the runes floating in the air emitted bursts of light.

"Mother, what's the matter?" Xiaolong next to him asked lazily.

"The evil spirits of the demons have always wanted to release that demon god," Wen Feng replied.

Mo Cizhu clicked his tongue: "I really thought that the demon god was born, and this world belongs to the demon clan. There are still two sin gods in it. Even the sin gods can't tolerate this demon god dominating the world, scoff."

Wen Feng rubbed her head, then transformed into a dragon body to stabilize the runes.

When she returned to Mo Cizhu's side, she frowned slightly: "But the seal of Xuanming Hell has indeed weakened in recent years."

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