The Demon Realm and the Cultivation Realm are adjacent, like two sides of a mirror.The sun here is always suspended low on the horizon, half-deadly conveying the only dim light of the sky, sparsely sprinkled on everything, and casting shadows of different thicknesses on the ground.

According to legend, in the very early days, the demon world was opened up by the demon clan. It was a place as big as a palm, and the space was extremely unstable.

Later, it developed, and for some reason, it became a refuge for traitors from the two races of humans and demons, and there was also the attracting pool of Moyuan.

This place is filled with all the evil in the world, all superficial friendliness does not exist, and even the air is strongly corrosive and aggressive. Entering this place means being removed from the cultivation world.

However, not everyone who can't survive in the realm of comprehension can get a place here.

"Moyuan" is similar to the Yinxian Pond in the fairy world. If you really want to say it, it also means "washing the tendons and cutting the marrow".

It's just that it is obviously much more ferocious than Yinxian Pond.The "magic abyss" to pick up newcomers leads to the real magic abyss. There is no bottom to it. If you jump down, you have to endure the pain of being mutilated. If you don't survive, you will die. Within a day, if you crawl out of the abyss with your broken body, if you fall from exhaustion halfway, you will still die.

Therefore, although the Demon Realm has become wider and wider for some reason, the population has not increased much.

But at this moment, on the rugged bottom of the Demon Abyss, within the turbulent black mist, a young man was lying there unconscious.

He didn't know how long he had been lying here, and the moon-white clothes could not see the original color, and there was a faint tendency to merge with this dark devil abyss, and there were small scratches on his face, due to the erosion of devil energy. , can not heal for a long time.

In addition, his breath was weak, and his complexion was so pale that it was almost blue, as if he would not live long.

He closed his eyes tightly, the demonic energy was still eroding his bones and blood uninterruptedly, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and finally stagnated.The storage ring fell off his finger, and a ray of light flashed in the boundless darkness.

The ban is broken.

At this time, the Spirit Sword, which fell to the side and had been silent for a long time, seemed unable to bear the pain of corrosion, and suddenly made a slight buzzing sound.

It buzzed for a while, but no one picked it up like a treasure, so it had to be aggrieved and quiet.After a while, he floated up unsteadily, and moved to the side of the man with difficulty in a dangerous situation surrounded by wolves - he managed not to be swept away by the tumbling demonic energy.

Then, it tentatively poked the man's waist with its rusty sword tip.

Shen Huan was awakened abruptly by a sharp pain.

After waking up, the new injuries and old diseases that had been lurking for many days broke out together unwillingly, and he almost passed out from the pain again.

It only took him a brief moment to remember where he was.

At this moment, the devilish energy has eroded his blood vessels and bone marrow from his skin, hovering around his heart, staring at him like a tiger.

He lowered his head with difficulty, and saw that the sword that Lin Zhi gave him was piercing his waist.

This sword drank the blood of the head of the Immortal Sect where his master belonged, and now it can still follow him willingly.

Shen Huan gave a wry smile, pulled out Cun Yin casually, and put it aside.The demonic energy was stimulated by the smell of fresh flesh, and immediately rushed over greedily.

In the intertwined pain and itching, he felt the drowsiness that swept over him again.

I just don't know if Cun Yin can wake him up after falling asleep this time.

In fact, even if he is dead, no one wants him to live.

but……

Suddenly, a sentence flashed through my drowsy mind:

"The disciple will definitely find out the truth and return Master's innocence."

Master...

He was shocked, and suddenly opened his eyes. At the same time, the magic energy broke through the last barrier, biting off the full force in his heart.

A malicious mouthful.

The unprecedented pain rushed straight to the top of the sky, finally driving away all his drowsiness.

In this continuous and intense pain, he was sweating all over in a short while, his body began to twitch uncontrollably, and he gritted his teeth tightly, only then could he bear the urge to speak out the pain.

The surroundings are blurry, dark, and there is no light to be seen.As a result, the time seemed extraordinarily long. Shen Huan closed his eyes. He was so painful that he couldn't move, so he could only repeat in his heart:

"Master, Master."

Master...

Shen, Shen Wen.

Although it didn't seem to have any pain relief effect, he still felt a little bit of vain relief.

At least at such a juncture, there is still one person he can read.Not everyone wanted him to die, he thought.

He has to survive.

Wushe City is the king's capital of the Demon Realm, and the Demon Palace is located here. After thousands of years, this barren palace has finally ushered in a new owner.

The man wore a golden ghost mask, descended from the sky, and with the majesty of the Mahayana, within a month, he defeated the top ten masters in the demon world.

People in the Demon Realm don't like sunlight, and the Demon Palace is especially dark. It is magnificently built, but there is no light from the sky inside. It is illuminated by everlasting longevity lamps, and it is colder than the Jingming Mountain of Liuxianzong.

The new demon lord was cruel and cruel. After paying the price of several lives, the people below finally stopped thinking about pulling him from that position, and turned to trying their best to stuff people inside.

Fortunately, the demon lord has amazing military power, but his heart is not very firm. He likes beauties very much, and he wants as many as he can, which at least reassures the former giants.

In the depths of the Demon Palace, the new Demon Lord, surrounded by all the beauties, is sitting alone on the big carved bed. The hideous golden ghost mask looks even more frightening under the flickering candlelight, and his uncovered lips are tightly pressed. Ruthless tyrant.

He was wearing a heavy Chinese dress with a red base and black thread embellishments.It's just that this red is not a bright crimson scarlet, it's as dark as blood.The embroiderer was not very skilled, and the black thread left unrecognizable patterns on the clothes. From a distance, it looked like blood had coagulated on it.

Some people say that the demon lord only wears this suit all year round. It was originally a thin and elegant white, but the demon lord killed too many people, splashed blood on it, and repeatedly superimposed it to create such a unique costume.

The brutal and bloodthirsty Demon King sat on his big bed, his eyes shot out from behind the mask were cold and heavy, as if he was thinking about who he was going to kill tomorrow.

After a while, he took off his mask, revealing the face that had been speculating endlessly.

This Gui Jianchou is actually very beautiful, with a soft facial contour and drunken eyes, but he is a romantic person who looks at everyone with affection.

He stretched out his hand to touch the quilt, and said with a frowning face that was very inconsistent with his image: "It would be great if there was a bed warmer."

The room was empty, and there was not even a moth in the flames, but he seemed to hear the answer, and his face changed slightly, with a little annoyance.

——The devil may be sick.

When Lin Zhi reluctantly lay down on the big bed with no heat at all, the system was still giving him advice:

"My lord can invite a girl in."

Lin Zhi replied to him with a stinky face: "I don't like girls."

The system said kindly and honestly: "I seem to see that someone sent a few boys in today."

Lin Zhi: "..."

The system encouraged him: "It's pretty pretty."

Lin Zhi pulled the quilt over his head and began to pretend to be deaf.

But it wasn't long before he couldn't pretend anymore.

The first bad thing after coming to the devil world: the bed is always cold.

The devil, of course, wants to live in the largest and most luxurious house in the devil palace. In order for the devil to practice better, the various configurations of this palace are all top-notch.

The formation master tampered with the spirit-gathering formation in the realm of comprehension, and carved a dense formation in the residence of the devil to ensure that the devil's energy is in the strongest state at all times, so that the devil can practice.

Compared with the immortal cultivator and the demon cultivator, demon cultivators are more likely to become obsessed - the second obsession is death. Therefore, the magician also engraved many restrictions on refrigeration.

——Guarantee the clarity of the Demon Monarch Lingtai.

But now Lin Zhi's cultivation has not yet reached the Mahayana stage.The so-called one vs ten is purely a fantasy woven by the system.

This is very embarrassing.

He slept in this overly luxurious refrigerator, and after a while he couldn't stand it any longer. He took out three spirit stones, thought for a while and put one back in. He drew a simple formation with ease, and felt that the bed was warming up. Then he closed his eyes in peace.

Sleeping is purely helpless, he can't adapt, and his body often feels tired, so he can only replenish his energy through sleep.

Lin Zhi asked, "Where is Shen Huan?"

System: "Probably arrive at Wushe City tomorrow, you..."

Lin Zhi: "What am I?"

The system said worriedly: "I am worried that the adults will not be able to do it then."

Lin Zhi said decisively: "Impossible, there is nothing I can't do."

The system thought about how many times he tried to beat him up but failed, and didn't say a word.

Lin Zhi turned over and murmured, "It's not that I've never been a villain, there's nothing I can't do."

His voice was very soft, and he didn't know who he was speaking to.

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