Shen Yin Wang Zuo

Countless green lights rushed to the sky, turning into a green column rushing into the sky and slowly dissipating.

The earth was trembling, the forest was screaming, and a crack in the road appeared so empty in the air.

Between these green columns, the demon god stood there quietly, looking at a phantom green figure in the distance.

“Don't try to fight anymore. The Temple of Dreams has been destroyed by me, and this paradise of dreams is about to collapse. The Elf Dragon died on my hands as well. Even if you take away its Pokémon Heart, it won't help. Pokémon's Pokémon Heart is the best cure, comparable to resurrection. Too bad it doesn't work for you. I know you're the goddess of nature. You should be honored to be in my soul. ”

The demon god Feng Xiu's voice was very gentle and there were space cracks all around his body, but those cracks could not have any effect on him. The green figure in the distance became clearer and clearer, and the breath of life emanating from that green light column was becoming weaker and weaker.

“Stop dreaming. I wouldn't give it to you if it detonated defamation.” Night tears filled with abomination. Home was destroyed and the Elf Dragon, who had guarded the Temple of Dreams for so many years, was also killed by the Demon God. Her heart's hatred had reached its pinnacle.

The Demon King smiled slightly, "Do you think you can still detonate the defamation? Any senseless effort before me is futile. I was already the body of the demigod, and even if you detonated it, I could reshape it and absorb it into me. Here I am the master. All you have to do is borrow the space cracks that appear after this fantasy paradise breaks down and consume a little more time. I've waited so many years, I still have patience. ”

The tears were silent at night, and she knew very well that what the Demon God had said was true. He was so powerful that when he killed the Elf Dragon, he actually had it all under control.

When the tears of the night that lie in the Temple of Dreams feel the death of the Elf Dragon, it's too late. Fantasy Paradise is her home, her roots are here. It's like the fruit that grows on a tree, and if the tree dies, then she's only going to be picked or dead. Undoubtedly, the Demon King is waiting to pick her fruit.

Can he save me? Night tears filled with sadness, and she didn't know it. If he did come, would he save me from the Demon King? The Demon Goddess is so powerful that even if the Nature Goddess were able to reshape here, she would not necessarily be able to defeat the Demon Goddess. After all, the goddess of nature is not a god who is good at fighting!

With his hands behind his back, the Demon Emperor silently feels the breath of life emanating from a paradise of fantasy. His spiritual power has been restored to its true state, and although these breaths of life do not fit into his own darkness, they cannot affect him in any way.

If you look at it from afar, you can see that within a hundred miles of it, it's covered in a light purple black. Nothing in this range can overflow. Therefore, even the town of Nanguan, not far from here, did not find any accidents. What if I find out? Who can stop the present demon emperor?

Looking up at the sky, the demon god's mind suddenly got a little irritated. Because there was a moment of confusion in his mood.

Is he really not dead? Recall the news that shocked him. Though the Star Demon God has repeatedly assured that the aura of the Dragon Dawn has long disappeared, I do not know why, after learning this news, his heart has always been heavenly.

Of course he didn't believe that Long Hao Chen was still alive. With his repair, he was too clear whether that finger really lit up the heart of Long Hao Chen. There can be no accidents at all.

Is there a Necromancer who turned him into a Necromancer?

When I think of it, the Demon King's eyes can't help but flash a bright light. No matter how much he wanted Dragon Hawk to die, he still had a special emotion for Dragon Hawk. He is the only one who can hurt him. If there is indeed a Necromancer who dares to turn him into a Necromancer, the Demon Goddess will surely let him experience what it means to live less than die. And it will make it painful for a thousand years, refining its soul and dying.

After all, he's so good! Thinking of Long Hao, there is a deep helplessness, even Austin and Griffin can conclude blood deeds with him, which is no longer as simple as talent. Although the Demon Hao is not aware of the process, he can also guess that Long Hao must have succeeded on some special occasion.

Without Austin Griffin, would he be able to convince himself that he would eventually submit to the Demons and even become his heir?

Maybe not. The little guy was so stubborn, he knew that he should have been brought back to the Demon Nation when he first met him, and maybe there were some opportunities to start turning his mind around from then on.

Thinking about it, there was a sudden and unexplained sadness in the mind of the Demon God because he suddenly remembered that when the dragon dawn died, he felt clearly that the blood that flowed in the dragon dawn belonged to him gradually faded and died. Until now, no half-induction has occurred again.

As the Emperor of the Demon Clan, the Dragon Clan Chief of the Anticelestial Demon Clan, the Demon God Emperor has a strong ability to sense his lineage. Like Po, like Cold Shinobi, is always in his perception. Even their stronger, weaker demon emperors can feel it. And the blood breath belonging to the Dragon Dawn has long disappeared without a trace.

After all, he's dead! Nevertheless, the news of his appearance needs to be clarified. Is it true that mankind allows the necromancer to exist and allows the necromancer to take advantage of Dragon's morning body? No, that shouldn't be possible.

The more you think, the more chaotic the demon god is inside. However, he must have been a generation strong, and one foot had broken into the presence of the Divine Gate. Soon he stabilized his emotions and put his eyes back on the situation.

He has waited a long time for this day, and since his cultivation as a breakthrough in the power of a million spirits, he has been searching for the existence of God's defamation, which is the only way to completely erase the backward phagocytic effect of his appearance and thus become a true God without being constrained by this position. By that time, there was nothing left to restrain him. It was also an opportunity for him. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * After becoming a god, the mind slowly dissipates, spreads between the heavens and the earth, can feel everything, can rule everything, but no longer has a body, let alone affect the balance of the world.

But he's different, and the Demons come from other places, which gives him the possibility that he doesn't have to follow the rules of the world. But it is equally impossible to create self-denigration.

Thinking about it, the heart of the Demon King suddenly burns, and today it will be able to succeed. After succeeding, I am this unprecedented god. How can humans disobey when that's the time? After unifying this position, maybe it's time to go back to where you belong. I don't know what's going on there.

The green light is diminishing, and the pure and lovely tears of the night gradually appear completely in the illusory green light. She is 100 meters away from the Demon God.

A space crack begins to close and disappear. The vast breath of life creeps through this vast forest, but nothing can break the seal of the Demon King.

“What a pleasant breath of life! Unfortunately, it doesn't suit me.” The Emperor of the Demon God smiled and walked one step towards the tears of the night.

Night tears stood there quietly, looking cold at the demon emperor. Her little white hands were unwittingly tight. Bei teeth bit her lower lip gently and looked at the tall, handsome and full of evil charms and walked into herself one step at a time, while she stood there motionless.

The Temple of Dreams is destroyed, and the Paradise of Dreams is gone. From this moment on, she has completely lost her home. Recall the part that Elf Dragon left in her mind when she died, two lines of tears could not help but slide slowly along the face of the night tears.

Nothing. Nothing.

The Demon King slowly walked ten meters in front of her and stopped, stretching out his right hand to tears at night, "Come on. Come with me. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. As long as you sincerely become my slander, I can not even erase your memory. Follow me and you will witness many wonders and wonders. It will also allow a true God to emerge in the Holy Land. ”

Night tears stared at the Demon King, and in the eyes of the Demon God, she even saw a sincerity. In the realm of the Demon King, all darkness had long been abandoned, and for him, what seemed very important to many ordinary people was no longer important. His pursuit has been entirely another level of existence.

“I've waited a long time and I don't want to wait any longer. I hope to get a conscious slander so that I won't be lonely for at least the next millennium or 10,000 years. Don't you think? In fact, many times, joy and sadness are only temporary. Time dilutes everything, and as you follow me to see more different worlds, so will everything from the past. Come on, come with me, I'm sure you won't regret it. ”

The demon god's voice was gentle, his face was always slightly smiled, and his eyes filled with softness. It's like a father calling his own daughter.

Night tears gradually lost sight, finally she lifted her left foot, slowly took a step, and then walked so slowly towards the Demon King.

The smile on the face of the demon god is more intense, and it is always easier for a listening god to defame than for a rebellious god to blend together. The solid benefits to his situation are also naturally completely different. Of course, what he said to the tears of the night also originated from the heart, entirely out of sincerity. It is for this reason that the confusing effect is also the best. Nor did he see the tears of night as a threat. When she integrated herself into her power, she became even less threatened. What is the point of preserving her mind?

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