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The day I died was when the ancient magic weapon Wanjun Sword reappeared in the world.
There has been a legend in the arena for a long time, and those who speak of a mighty sword can win the supreme position of the demon world and seek the seat of the demon king.
In my life as a demon, I have achieved all the achievements I should get. I’m just one step short of it. I look forward to taking the name of the demon lord. From then on, I will unify the devil world that has been divided for thousands of years, and the power will be overwhelming the world. from!
So, when the Wanjun Sword was about to be born, I led my disciples of the Wan Slaughter Sect to the Millennium Sword Tomb, where there were already people in the magic way killing each other, I didn’t bother to take a look, and ordered the junior After breaking me off, I went into the sword grave alone.
Looking back now, I made two mistakes at that time. One was that I didn’t notice the fairy qi under the chaos in the sword grave, and the other was that I didn’t care about following me. The Eight Clowns who followed me into the Sword Tomb.
The Eight Clowns actually have names, and I got them for him-Mo Qing.
Because when I first met him, it was when he was all bruised and bruised. There are also ink-black scars on his face, one by one, like some mysterious spell. It made his face terribly ugly.
The devil can be repaired, and I am never afraid of it.
At that time, he was holding his cold-dead mother in his arms, and standing in front of him were the patriarchs of the ten great immortal cultivating families, who called him the son of the demon king.
I disagree.
The demon king recognized by us in the demon world has been dead for thousands of eight hundred years. After the death of the old demon king, the entire demon way was torn apart, and the warlords were entrenched and there was no orthodoxy. For these righteous people, if they catch a demon cultivator who has a dozen people under them, they will say that they are demon kings. According to their principles, there are tens of thousands of demon masters in the world.
And the most excessive thing is!
According to their rules, even if there are thousands of monsters in line, it would not be able to line me, because I didn’t have someone to drive me at the time.
I was not convinced, so I planned to teach them a lesson and let them know that even if there is no one under him, it can be very powerful.
So I stood in front of Mo Qing and mocked their hundreds of people for bullying orphans and widows, and then I fought against their top ten families alone.
It is rumored that the fighting law caused the sky and the dark rivers and lakes to dry up. Although it was not as exaggerated as they said, it was indeed a battle between my fame and the magic way.
I rescued Mo Qing in blood. From then on, my reputation spread, everyone knows that Chenji Mountain has produced a female demon who can single out the top ten families. There is an endless stream of people who take refuge in me.
I built a thousand slaughter gates and collected thousands of disciples. As for Mo Qing, who was rescued during that battle, I pointed him to a master because of his busy schedule and no time to take care of him. His master said he had no talent for cultivating demons, so he sent him to the mountain gate. Gatekeeper.
Come again, I rarely hear from him, and I didn’t put him in my eyes again until I died. At that time, he was already a young man, the ugly young man whose terrifying black lines on his face have not faded…
In the sword tomb of the sun, the people of the Xianjiamen didn’t know how long they had laid a killing formation there, trying to get rid of the famous monsters in one pot, but they didn’t expect my Wanshoumen strength to be so strong. It’s amazing. With my disciples, I blocked all the people in the magic way, and I was the only one who entered the sword tomb.
Before the Wanjun Sword was born, I was concentrating on suppressing the sword aura, hostility that surged in the sword mound, and the grievances that had precipitated thousands of years ago as a result of sacrificing swords with living people. The people in the immortal gate that had been lurking for a long time suddenly started to do it.
I didn’t put these people in my eyes, but I didn’t expect the aura in the sword tomb to be so powerful.
I smashed the killing array of Xianmen, but failed to prevent the murderous aura in the sword tomb. I was stabbed severely. With my last strength, I finally pressed down the aura in the sword tomb and hid. in the corner. As long as the Wanjun Sword is born, I will seize the opportunity to seize it, and I will be able to rule the world.
However, the immortal children who were shattered and killed the formation never left. They searched for my trace in the sword tomb. At this moment, I no longer have the strength to fight with them. The wound on my neck cut by Jian Tomb’s murderous intent was deeply visible, and it almost cut off my neck, making it difficult for me to speak.
I was cautiously hiding in the crevices of the stone. All of a sudden, I felt the heat on my neck and my body tightened. When I was about to get into trouble, someone covered my mouth. I looked up and saw the black The scars all over the face was actually Mo Qing.
He saw that I recognized him, and even if he let go of me, he only covered my neck to stop my bleeding. I looked at him and saw his unconcealed worry in his eyes, and rolled my eyes:
“Mo Qing.” I called his name with a hoarse voice, “Do you like me?”
Yes, I asked this question suddenly, but the concern in his eyes was not something that an ordinary doorman would reveal. After thinking about it, I thought of such a possibility.
Sure enough, after I asked him this question, he glanced at me and was silent like a mute, but he held his hand on his side silently for a moment. I smiled clearly, and looked at his black-stained face. A demon with no talent, quietly followed me into the sword tomb, must be to help me at a critical moment, let me remember him, because other than this method, he would never appear in my eyes.
I looked at him and smiled kindly: “Mo Qing, since you like me, you definitely don’t want me to die here, right?”
He looked at me silently, then lowered his eyes, staring at the small silver mirror hanging around my neck. His black-scarred face was reflected in the mirror. I don’t know what he was thinking. I thought he wanted a reward, so I made a gesture to take off the silver mirror: “This silver mirror is for you as a token, today you If I can leave here safely, in the future, I will guarantee you to stand out from the crowd in the entire demon world.”
I have forgotten where this little silver mirror came from, and I don’t know what it does. I usually wear it with me and I always carry it, so I don’t feel soft when giving it away.
But Mo Qing silently suppressed my hand: “You don’t need to give me anything.” Unlike the horrible face, his voice was surprisingly nice, “You keep it.” He said, “Just keep it well.”
It is natural to be willing to be able to get someone else to sell me without using anything, so I put down the little silver mirror again, looked at him, and tried to smile softly: “You help me to open those fairy gates Disciple, okay?”
He suddenly raised his hand and stroked my cheek lightly, his fingertips resting on the dimples of my cheek. I’m relying on him for help now, of course I don’t have a temper, and I can touch it anyway.
“Sect Master.” He called me like this, and it seemed no different from other disciples calling me, but because his fingertips stayed on my face at this moment, he was very different from other disciples. “I can lay down everything for you, as long as you are well.”
Well, he is loyal at this time, really a talking disciple.
It’s just that what he said didn’t touch me. I see this kind of thing a lot, and many people say that I can put everything down for you, not because of how great he is, but just because he has nothing.
I was thinking like this in my heart, but felt that the ink green fingers in front of me were slightly stiff. At this moment, I thought he had seen through my thoughts. I felt a little flustered, but after a moment, Mo Qing lifted his sword and walked out.
I didn’t look at his face, I just felt that the young man’s back was so tall that he couldn’t move his eyes.
At that time, I thought I would be saved. When Mo Qing led them away, I took the Wanjun sword and slipped away quietly. I went to a place where there was no one to cultivate until I was injured, and then I returned to the Wanslam Gate and unified. Under Heaven, at that time, if Mo Qing was alive, I would cover him, and if he died… then I would erect a beautiful monument for him.
I thought very well, but when I was hiding in the gap and secretly taking my eyes to look at the situation outside, I saw that the kid Mo Qing was actually fighting with the people of the fairy gate while heading towards the sword grave. The direction receded.
In the sword mound, the murderous intent has been suppressed by me, and in the middle, a little light is about to break through the ground.
It’s the Wanjun Sword!
My heart was anxious, and I saw that Mo Qing, who is not high in cultivation, was chopped with blood by the people of the immortal gate. He stood on the sword mound, and the blood flowed into the sword mound, immersed in the light. in.
At the right time, someone in the fairy gate cut off his hamstring with a sword, and Mo Qing suddenly fell on the sword mound, where his hand reached out to hold the Wanjun sword that had just been broken out of the ground.
The Wanjun Sword recognizes the Lord!
Although my heart is anxious, I firmly believe that Mo Qing with only a small amount of cultivation can never pull out the Wanjun Sword. Unexpectedly, his blood would slowly seep down the hilt, and suddenly, I saw a surging breath in the sword mound, all kinds of aura sprayed out, breaking through all the imprisonment that we had just established, and shooting countless immortal disciples in the sword mound at a time!
When Mo Qing yelled and slammed the sword thoroughly, the aura in the sword grave exploded immediately, sweeping thousands of miles, sweeping across the Three Realms, instead of me, who was the owner of the Wanjun Sword and was seriously injured, just like that. In this huge breath shock……
I was shaken to death in the past…
Before I died, I saw the black marks on Moqing’s face slowly disappearing with the flow of light on the blade.
At this time, I realized that the black mark on his face turned out to be not a spell to play with, but a seal, a seal to the son of the previous demon king.
I also realized that when the top ten families said that he was the son of the devil, he was sincere not to deceive me…
I suddenly realized that this Moqing followed me into the sword tomb. Maybe it was planned from the beginning. He was not to protect me, not to attract my attention, and not because he liked me. He just wanted to take it. Returning to his father’s things, and because Wanjun Sword was sealed, he was not strong enough, so he waited for me to deal with everything, he took the sword to chop two immortals, and finally, got the Wanjun Sword. And with his own blood, let Wanjun Sword recognize the Lord…
This kid! What a good strategy!
It’s a pity in my life! Desperate and toss in every way, in the end, it turned out to be someone else’s wedding dress! I really hate bleeding and unwilling!
But if I don’t want to be resigned, I will die.
It’s not gorgeous or spectacular or even a bit inexplicably dead…
When I feel the existence of this world again. It was a rainy night, I was sitting on the new grave, letting the rain drop through my soul, crackling the grave head and tombstone.
I walked around and looked at my stele. No word was written on the stele. I was so angry that I wanted to knock the stele to pieces. I wish I could use an awl to chisel out the words “Heaven and the world are mighty and invincible, the supreme devil’s road swagger”.
The stele is not written well, and it makes people feel at ease!