Devil Seeds

The world has been destroyed and there is no dregs left. What is the value of visiting?

The answer is yes!

The so-called Taoism and spells are the practitioners themselves, who comprehend when they perceive the changes in the aura of the world, and then deduce, summarize, and summarize them from generation to generation.

And in the shattered world, the flowing crazy energy is just suitable for a series of destructive magic blueprints.

Of course, you can observe it, don't lose your life.

The universe is big, there are many worlds, and there are many opportunities.

The monks who are really proficient in traveling between worlds and in the big universe understand a truth.

Compared with opportunities, life preservation is the top priority.

To live... to live continuously, it is possible to have everything.

And dead, it's all over.

And this point is also one of the basic prerequisites for Ke Xiaoliang's many gourd worlds to become popular.

Huzhong Realm can provide monks with very safe, stable, and reliable opportunities, allowing them to flex their fists at will without worrying about any consequences and backlash.

If Ke Xiaoliang's gourd world is the same as these worlds where you can travel freely through the Void City by paying money.

Then you lose your competitiveness.

There are so many patterns in the infinite world, which will overwhelm Ke Xiaoliang's gourd in the world.

In the end, Ke Xiaoliang's Gourd Middle Realm will also fall into constant involution due to the lack of more monks to enter.

"Sure enough, it's the right decision not to kill a large number of monks in the gourd world just because you want to harvest the magic value, but to fish without holding on to the water." Ke Xiaoliang also felt touched at this time.

Under the protection of the lotus platform of the female Bodhisattva, the energy frenzy of this broken world has always been resisted outside the lotus platform.

The Fengruan behind her was always trembling vaguely, rising and falling.

When Ke Xiaoliang turned his head to look over, the face of the female Bodhisattva was still solemn, holy and inviolable.

Ke Xiaoliang knew what she was planning.

After practicing as a giant Buddha for many years, the female Bodhisattva stored a large amount of undigested pure essence in her body.

If she donated her body to Ke Xiaoliang, if Ke Xiaoliang was an ordinary and ordinary monk, she would definitely be able to soar into the sky through this unique practice.

Even knocking on half of the immortal gates, there is hope for true immortals.

But the female Bodhisattva can repay most of the karma in this way.

However, for Ke Xiaoliang, a female Bodhisattva who is a dog is much more useful than a female Bodhisattva who is a meat pad.

As for the so-called pure essence, Ke Xiaoliang didn't even pay attention to it.

Walk and stop, stop and walk.

Ke Xiaoliang seems to have a purpose, but also seems to have no purpose.

He completely ignored the softness behind him, the whiteness in his eyes, and the fragrance in front of his nose, and he looked more like a Buddha than an eunuch.

Holding an ancient magic scroll in his hand, Ke Xiaoliang stood in the frenzied flow of chaotic heaven and earth energy, and began to chant strange and low-pitched syllables against the scroll.

When the last syllable falls.

The surging energy suddenly subsided and stabilized at a certain moment.

Countless light spots, densely packed... flew out of nothingness, and then converged into a silhouette.

The face is like peaches and plums, and the eyebrows are curved, white and thick.

Black-hearted old man!

The most outstanding and famous patriarch in the history of the Ten Demon Sects just appeared in front of Ke Xiaoliang.

Ke Xiaoliang looked at him, and he also looked at Ke Xiaoliang.

"The brat of the Ten Demon Sect!" The black-hearted old man looked at Ke Xiaoliang with an affirmative tone.

Then he said quickly: "You don't need to deny it, I can smell the smell of a devil on your body as soon as I smell it!"

"Besides, if you're not a kid from the Ten Demon Sect, why did you come to me?"

Ke Xiaoliang did not choose to answer the words of the black-hearted old man.

Instead, he asked himself: "I'm curious, what are you doing?"

"Avatar? Remnant soul? Taking pictures? Or distracting thoughts that have been cleaned up?"

The two eyebrows of the black-hearted old man trembled like snow-white caterpillars.

That body, which is clearly energy condensed, actually feels as real as a physical body at this moment.

It seems that the muscles of the face are really connected to each other.

"The curiosity is so heavy, it's not bad that you are the devil boy of our sect! You want to find me, your patriarch, grandpa, because of the devil species!" The tone of the black-hearted old man became more gentle and warm, as if he was applying a The aura of elders quickly shortens the distance.

At this moment, the black-hearted old man and Ke Xiaoliang are competing for the core right to speak, and they both want to dominate the direction of the topic.

But Ke Xiaoliang showed obvious guard on purpose.

"Don't! You know our sect well. The more intimate you are, the more chaotic the relationship behind it will be. If you want to kill me, you will be more enthusiastic about me." Ke Xiaoliang said.

The two eyebrows of the black-hearted old man trembled even more.

I don't know if I have any regrets, leading the Ten Demon Sect to such a weird and awkward direction.

After all, not all of the earlier Heart Demon Sects were Lao Yinbi.

There are still those good sons who simply kill, set fire, massacre cities, and destroy countries!

It wasn't until the black-hearted old man changed the school rules and changed the style of the school that the ten demon sects became a gathering place for old Yinbi. Those "silly white sweets" who were pure in nature and violent but not good at calculating all died at the earliest stage. In the first and second rounds of elimination, he would never survive to become the elder of the Demon Sect, or even step out of the world.

Sure enough, the unscrupulous old man, who had figured out some points, also turned cold.

"Hmph! Sure enough... a brat like you is hard to like."

"But that's all... who told you to be the first one to find me? I'll give you a treat!"

"As long as you promise me a small request, I will teach you how to digest the devil seeds thoroughly and keep them for yourself." The black-hearted old man seemed to have given up playing tricks.

Ke Xiaoliang followed suit and said, "Tell me first, what do you want to do?"

"After all, the demon seed is only a potential danger. If I agree to your unreasonable request, I may die immediately."

"As a junior, I still have this ability to distinguish. I also ask you, Patriarch, to have a sense of propriety."

After finishing speaking, Ke Xiaoliang patted the female Bodhisattva's fair, smooth, slender, strong, and moderately charming thighs very comfortably.

The lotus platform of the female Bodhisattva turned into a throne in an instant.

And Ke Xiaoliang was sitting in her arms, with his head resting on the sweet and soft futon, looking at his patriarch with a slightly arrogant expression.

The black-hearted old man glanced at the female Bodhisattva with surprise in his eyes.

However, this touch of surprise may not be a disguise.

"I'll tell you my weakness, go and kill me now!"

"This is my only request." The black-hearted old man said to Ke Xiaoliang.

This request was somewhat beyond Ke Xiaoliang's expectation.

Ke Xiaoliang patted the female Bodhisattva's plump, but not bloated and thick thighs, ignoring the beauty of the fragrant meat trembling, and said loudly: "Ah? My patriarch? Do you know what your current level is? Jinxian... You let me, a little monk who has not yet achieved immortality, kill you? Do you want your disciples to die by themselves?"

Grab time, race against time, while my wife is taking a nap, hurry up and write a chapter!