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Whether it was the demon race or the foreign race that was swung by the sword before, they did not have the ability to protect their clear consciousness, but at the moment when they looked up at Ye Cang, their chaotic wills were unified for a second .

They saw from Ye Cang a radiance that was not inferior to that man's at all, with the power passed down from generation to generation. Two different people held the same sword at different times and appeared on the same battlefield.

This fateful connection seems to predestined their reunion.

And now, the door is finally wide open.

Nighthawk noticed that the unquenchable sea of ​​flames suddenly exploded, rushing towards a higher height, even the wind blowing in the air was ablaze.

A huge flame ring emerged from the sky and the earth, with the thick door as the center, shining brightly, like a king wearing a crown.

Ye Cang stood up.

He let go of the hand holding the magic sword, and the sword immediately rushed to the sky. In the air split by the sword wind, the flying sparks clearly outlined a trajectory.

Eventually, the sword stopped and was held by another hand that suddenly appeared.

That hand is white, delicate, and slender. The spreading magic pattern covers most of the back of the hand. It is the same color as if soaked in blood, making the original mysterious pattern even more beautiful. hide.

That hand gently rubbed the hilt of the sword, feeling a faint residual warmth, and a sigh appeared on the corner of its owner's lips.

The dark purple pupils slowly lifted up, revealing a flawless face. The demon king who had been imprisoned here finally stepped out of this door after a thousand years.

"..." Ye Cang looked at the figure approaching from far and near, but did not speak, his quiet eyes made it difficult to discern his emotions.

The falling feet made water-like ripples in the air, and the Demon King walked down from the clouds step by step, stepping on invisible stairs.

Until he finally walked in front of Ye Cang and stood still.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other very naturally, and neither of them looked away.

The demon king's pupils clearly reflected the figure of the young man, and he looked at the corners of the young man's eyes and brows inch by inch, as if he wanted to engrave this figure into his soul.Until the strong emotions burn the soul to ashes.

"I'm here to pick you up..." He slowly stretched out his hand word by word.

With the sky-high sea of ​​flames as the background, the sudden gust of wind shook his strong robe, Ye Cang paused, and finally put his hand on the palm offered by the other party.

Then the next second, Nighthawk watched in a daze as the two suddenly disappeared in place.

Where did they go...?

……

Above the sky, inside the huge door, in the room arranged as a bedroom, two figures suddenly appeared on the wide central bed.

Feeling the soft mattress under his body, Ye Cang took a second to get used to the fact that he had moved.

The demon king above was staring at him with lowered eyes, and the bright red magic pattern spreading from the collar seemed to waft a faint and beautiful fragrance.

"Shero."

Ye Cang grabbed the man's hand that was about to caress his cheek, but with just one push, the roles of the superior and the inferior were suddenly reversed.

He looked down at the Demon King condescendingly, facing those dark purple pupils.

And the man who lay down on the ground didn't struggle at all, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Yes."

Most of the time, the man has a posture of ease, even if he smiles, it must be deep and cold, with a secret that can make people feel chills down the spine.

But now, this man seemed to have removed all his pretentious aura and looked at him intently. There seemed to be some intense and suppressed emotions silently stirring in the air.

Ye Cang looked at the other party, and from the beginning he felt something was wrong, but it gradually became clear as the distance got closer.

After a while, Ye Cang said firmly, "You are injured."

He noticed the other party's disordered breathing.

Originally, the man could bear it by himself at first, but with his appearance, the turbulent emotions in his chest undoubtedly made it difficult to endure.

The corners of Xie Luo's lips curled up, and with a faint lust in his tired eyes, he smiled lightly and said, "Did you find out so soon?"

"This is the black abyss. Ordinary people, even demons, can't survive here." Ye Cang frowned slightly after being confirmed, "No one in this world can force you, so you came down by yourself...you Why do you want to do this."

As he spoke, he probed the other party's mind with his spiritual power.

Ye Cang can feel it completely, no, he can guess it, in such a chaotic black abyss, the other party's consciousness must have been disturbed to tatters.

Compared with the trauma suffered on the mental level, Xieluo also had a faint blood, but the person concerned was completely indifferent, and just smiled quietly: "Want to see my embarrassed and fragile posture? If it's you, you can do anything .”

His crow-like long hair was laid out on the cushion, and the gorgeous magic pattern took advantage of his pale skin, and his tired eyes showed a sickness that he could no longer hide.

But even so, the former Demon King is still unrivaled, even more mysterious and dangerous under extreme contrast, exuding a somewhat breathtaking aura.

However, Ye Cang ignored him at all, and almost forcefully probed, or invaded the opponent's spiritual realm.

The soul is searched unilaterally, and the person involved does not resist, and is completely open to the other person.

Ye Cang seldom did spiritual counseling, so it was inevitable that he captured some fleeting fragments from the other party's mind, and the familiar sea of ​​flames inside made him stop for a while.

He was slightly stunned: "That's not..."

That was the second floor of the black abyss. Ye Cang had just left there, thinking of the magic sword belonging to Xieluo that appeared there, he finally confirmed one thing.

Sure enough, in the next second, he heard Xie Luo slowly say: "That is the battlefield I once conquered, and it was later included in the second floor by Heiyuan."

Xieluo once left traces of blades on his battlefield, ignited the remaining buildings, and let the flames of the sky burn everything.He left a trace of blood unintentionally, and then soaked the ground with the blood of the devil king, from which a beautiful flower bloomed.

The souls of the dead brought this scene to the black abyss.

After a long time—maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years, the black abyss conceived Ye Cang, and the god then carved out exactly the same scene for its beloved son, as the most brilliant decoration on the hotbed.

Ye Cang, who was still a child, had been to the second floor several times in his infancy before leaving the hotbed.

He stroked the notch left by the blade on the ground, recognized the world's original light source from the burning sea of ​​fire, and was pleasantly surprised to find a blooming flower in the sky full of beacon fire, and once lamented the incredible tenacity of this life.

——And it turns out that behind these things, there has long been a trace of another person.

"Isn't it amazing that we met in this way before everything started?"

"You asked me why I came here, and that's the answer, because everything was preordained.

Xieluo sat up propped up.

"You used to run in my world—"

The magic lines all over his body began to heat up, as if the blood smeared on them had never dried up, and until now, it was still flowing through the lines on his chest, ironing his heart.

He said, "I fell to my death in your world."

……

After helping Xie Luo deal with the wound a little, Ye Cang decided to take back his shell by the way.

And Xieluo, who was thrown here by Heiyuan as an accessory all along, is undoubtedly very clear about this.

Xie Luo led him to a huge mirror in the room, and covered the mirror with one hand: "'He' is inside."

Ye Cang nodded, then remembered something, and suddenly asked, "I'm like this... don't you think it's strange?"

After all, there are no shells left in other worlds, the shells of this world are all left here, "dead" is very clear, no wonder Ye Cang has hesitation.

The corners of Xie Luo's lips curved slightly, and he said calmly: "How come, the child of God is immortal, and there is no reason to be surprised by any situation."

Hearing this, Ye Cang couldn't help admiring that the other party's belief in Heiyuan was really pious, so he convinced himself.

However, what he didn't know was that such a conclusion had nothing to do with belief, but a temporary lie woven by all the demons after Xie Luo's almost crazy runaway, in order to appease their demon king who was about to go on the road of annihilation.

And Xie Luo believed it at the time, or rather, he couldn't help but not believe it.

That was the only "hope" he could hold on to back then. Fortunately, everything came true, and he was still sober and not crazy.

So this man with a gentle smile is still the unfathomable monarch, like the sloth in the original sin, who despises everything indifferently and lazily, and only takes one person into his eyes from the beginning to the end.

After Xie Luo stepped aside, Ye Cang put his hand on the mirror.

At this moment, a face indistinguishable from Ye Cang was reflected in the territory, but immediately, the scene in the mirror seemed to be distorted, and before the distorted scene was completely presented, Ye Cang heard the system "recovered successfully" notification.

Ye Cang: ... so impatient.

He hasn't even had time to take a look at his own shell yet, this is simply the highest working efficiency of the system ever.

After recycling, always try to use it to see if it is damaged. After all, it has been stored here for thousands of years, and it will be bad if it deteriorates.

And the system obviously thought so too.

[System notification, power switch completed]

[Related skills verification completed]

【From now on, you are...】

The familiar power that has been away for thousands of years is slowly returning.

Countless and complicated magic patterns flowed and emerged from the young man's body as if manipulated by an invisible pen, and then closed at the last moment.

Xie Luo looked at the pair of blood-colored eyes that slowly opened, his originally steady breathing suddenly stopped, and the blood surging wildly in his chest roared at this moment.

Ye Cang moved his five fingers, then looked up at the familiar face in the mirror, the corners of his mouth curled up a little.

The last demon king on this planet——

This moment, truly full and complete, comes back.