Quick Travel】Gods spend time with me

Cangze Continent.

100,000 years ago, the fairy realm and the demon realm were on the same page, and countless wars broke out, which eventually led to the destruction of the entire Three Realms.

Twenty thousand years ago, the fairy world and the demon world signed a contract, and the three worlds began to coexist peacefully.

Ten thousand years ago, the human realm, which was originally the weakest of the Three Realms, began to rise.

Eight thousand years ago, the human realm suddenly began to merge with the immortal realm, and its strength gradually surpassed that of the demon realm.

Four thousand years ago, a new demon lord of the demon world succeeded to the throne, and he was called the Demon Lord of the Shadow.

Three thousand five hundred years ago, a new immortal monarch in the fairy world succeeded to the throne and called the Immortal Monarch.

Two thousand years ago, the Shadowless Demon Lord tried to tear up the contract, and the Seeking Immortal Monarch appeared, beating the Shadowless Demon Lord to serious injury, and since then, the Cangze Continent has temporarily calmed down.

When he came to his senses, he was hit by a sword, and the pain in his body made him frown slightly.

When he recovered, he saw a pair of extremely indifferent eyes.

That is the Immortal Monarch of the Immortal Realm, Ling Xuanyou.

Su Youmi's expression remained unchanged, he pressed the turbulent demonic qi in his body, and finally glanced at Ling Xuanyou, who had an indifferent expression, and turned around and left.

He has always been very restrained, so there is no emotion on his face, and fortunately, the original Shadowless Demon Lord is wearing a mask, but no one else has noticed anything wrong, including Ling Xuanyou, who has just beaten him to a serious injury.

Seeing him leaving, Ling Xuanyou didn't stop him, he didn't want to kill the Demon Lord of Wuyou.

But a strange feeling rose in his heart that made him frown slightly.

He always felt that the way the Demon Lord looked at him was a little strange.

The Great Protector under the Demon Monarch's throne stepped forward and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, are you okay? Fang Cai should let his subordinates kill the Immortal Monarch!"

Su Youmiao shook his head, "You can't kill him, this matter is temporarily stopped, it's not right in this seat." "

Let's go, pass the order, for two thousand years, seal off the entire Demon Realm, and no one will be allowed to enter or leave again. "

Yes, Your Majesty. "

Since then, the Demon Lord has blocked the entire Demon Realm, and no one is allowed to enter or leave again.

Demon Realm, Demon Yuan Palace.

Lying in the magic pool, her eyes closed.

As soon as he entered this plane, he was seriously injured by Ling Xuanyou, the son of the plane, and had to return to the demon realm to heal his injuries.

No one can see the system cat lying on the edge of the pool, scratching its face with its paws.

[Host, I will broadcast the plot of this plane for you next, you pay attention.

"Hmm. "

[This is the 236th plane]

[Ling Xuanyou, the son of the plane, according to the original plot, he will kill the demon lord of the demon world, completely unify the Cangze Continent, and marry his own Bai Yueguang, and from then on to the pinnacle of life.

[But the fact is that he didn't kill the Demon Lord, although he also prevented the turmoil in the Cangze Continent, but afterwards he directly retreated for thousands of years, always alone, and there was no one around him.

[As for the white moonlight that should exist in the original plot, it was directly deleted in the current plot, and the last son of the plane suddenly lost his soul in retreat, and no one knows what the reason is. Su

Yu Yu opened his eyes, "236 planes, are there many planes that have died before?"

[Many, according to the statistics of the gods, the number of planes that have died has reached 158, and this number is still growing. The

eyes that had been hanging down slightly trembled slightly, and they closed their eyes again.

There are countless civilizations, and there are countless of them, but there are only a few hundred of the plane worlds that are born naturally.

In just 10,000 years, more than 100 have perished, and I can't complain that the gods are in such a hurry.

"What is my mission?"

[The ultimate mission remains the same.]

[The specific task of this plane is to find the white moonlight of the son of the plane in the original plot.] "

White Moonlight?"

[If it were according to the original plot, the son of the plane would not have died inexplicably at all, and the plane would not have collapsed.] Su

Yu replied coldly, as if nothing could make him interested.

The system looked at its host and sighed helplessly.

Its host is so cold and desireless, what should it do with its task?

Su Youmiao didn't pay attention to it at all, and he didn't say that he would actively complete the task anyway.

After all, it will be thousands of years before the Son of the Plane suddenly dies.

His healing is two thousand years.

It is rumored throughout the Cangze Continent that the Ghost Demon Lord was seriously injured by the Seeking Immortal Monarch and his life was in danger, thus in exchange for the peace of the Cangze Continent for two thousand years.

Fairy world, Xunze Palace.

Ling Xuanyou had been in retreat for more than a thousand years, and he still hadn't come out, but no one in the entire Immortal Realm felt strange, because it was common for Immortal Monarchs to retreat for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

It's just that no one knows that since two thousand years, Ling Xuanyou's body has had problems.

Or rather, there was something wrong with his soul.

One day, when he woke up from the retreat, he found that a crack had inexplicably appeared in his soul, and the crack had become worse as time went on.

To this day, his soul often suffers from tearing pain.

He knew that if he continued like this, within a few thousand years, he would be completely gone.

He had tried to mend the rift, but to no avail.

Over time, he gave up.

Fortunately, he didn't have anything too sad, but he just died.

How can a person who is alone care about his soul being scattered.

It's ridiculous to say, since the day he stepped into the cultivation, he has never experienced any calamities, and even becoming an immortal monarch is extremely smooth, it stands to reason that he will not have any demons or bottlenecks.

But at some point, he clearly felt that his emotions were fading little by little, and he became less interested in everything in this world.

He knew from then on that he was destined to dissipate into the world.

That's fine.

Ling Xuanyou's body was like ice and snow, sitting cross-legged in the cold pool, looking from afar, like an ice sculpture, without popularity.

A faint golden ray leaped out of him, circled around him twice, and disappeared in place before he knew it.

He frowned slightly, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Just now, he felt his soul tear apart again.

The overwhelming pain rushed towards his soul, but he seemed to get used to it, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

He lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, then stood up from the cold pool.

Before his soul is gone, it is better to settle the matter of the contract with the Demon Realm first, so that it can be regarded as his explanation to the Cangze Continent.

Since the merger of the fairy world and the human world, the two worlds have been in contact with each other, and there is no boundary in essence.

Ling Xuanyou's face changed, and he walked alone in the bustling world.

There are still many mortals here, and it is inconvenient for him to use mana directly, and the junction between the fairy world and the demon world is not far from here.

His indifferent eyes were unwavering, but his lukewarm eyes involuntarily stopped when he looked in one direction.