Way of Choices

The young demon no longer said much, lowered his body, touched the devil's forehead, and said something softly.

He didn't speak ordinary Mozu language, with a sense of sadness that seemed natural, like the last prayer or blessing.

Almost dying, his father.

The brightness in the devil's eyes has gradually dimmed, like the star in the north of the night sky.

Nanke took his hand on the other side, and he ignored it.

He just looked at the young devil quietly, patted the back of his hand gently, then closed his eyes slowly.

As his eyes closed, his breathing became longer, until there was no gap, and he stopped.

The blue starlight spread all around his stomach wound, turning his demon body into condensed ice.

The cold wind no longer roared, the starlight avoided the distance, and the night grew thicker and quieter, as if time and space were frozen.

The devil is dead.

This is the end of a generation of legends.

The most magnificent period of history thousands of years ago, at this moment, finally draws a slightly sloppy period.

For the human race, as the Qing Pavilion left the pavilion in front of the Tianshuling in history, and the collapse of the Lingyan Pavilion, it has ended.

To Mozu and the entire continent, tonight is the real end.

I don't know how long it took, the young demon wiped tears from the corners of his eyes, stopped his grief, and stood up.

As he got up, the night in the sky seemed to flood into his body, making him look very tall and more powerful.

Inheritance of the strong men for countless thousands of years was officially and completely handed over to him at this moment.

From this moment on, he is the king of the northern continent and the master of the Demon Race, no longer needs any prefix, young or new generation.

He is the devil.

He looked at Chen Changsheng.

"When the emperor's great character left this world, he shouldn't be so lonely or plain. Fortunately, being buried with you, the human pope, was barely comforting. Now, you can die, of course, your things To stay."

Chen Changsheng said: "What do you mean?"

The demon was silent for a while, and said, "Zhou Yuan? Tianshu Tablet? Although I lost a father tonight, the compensation I can get is not too small."

Hearing this sentence, Chen Changsheng confirmed that he really knew the source of his confidence. So, where did his faith come from?

"Don't try to enter Zhou Yuan." The devil said, looking at his eyes: "Although I am not a strong man like the Father and Emperor, I can cut off the connection between you and the space, but I assure you, when you try to go through the space , I have countless ways to make you fail."

After thinking for a long time, Chen Changsheng asked, "Black robe?"

The devil was a little surprised and said, "You can think of the reason so quickly, and your mind is still sober."

After the change of Zhou Yuan, Li Gong and Li Shan conducted a long-term analysis to confirm that the black robe knew Zhou Yuan very well and could influence Zhou Yuan's rules in some way. At that time, Nanke could make the soul pivot of the animal tide obsolete, and the iron plate of the black robe was also punctured by the cover sky sword, but who can guarantee that there is no other means?

He was seriously injured in the hand of the devil, the little black dragon was thrown thousands of miles away, the green leaves are not there, the Tianshu monument has not yet been enlightened, Zhou Yuan is afraid to enter, no matter who comes, Chen Changsheng at this time thinks It is extremely difficult to leave alive, but he does not think so.

"I want to leave at this time, it is very simple." Chen Changsheng looked at the devil and said.

The devil looked slightly different, and asked, "Is it?"

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, "Just kill you."

When he said this, he was calm.

The devil raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Do you think you are qualified to say this?"

"Why am I not qualified to say this?"

Chen Changsheng said: "You are older than me but not much older. You are good at forbearance but your true talents are not necessarily taller than you. You are a devil, I am a pope, and I am no less powerful than you, no matter from what angle See, I'm not worse than you. Why can't I fight you?"

Realm strength, cultivating talents, adventure encounters, status status power... Of course, the young devil is the best in the world.

But there are two people on this continent who can compete with the young demon in all respects.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

The devil looked at him quietly and suddenly laughed, saying, "It makes sense, but you seem to have been seriously injured tonight."

"Yeah, but why do you say so much to me?"

Chen Changsheng said: "This shows that you have no confidence to kill me, and this gives me a lot of confidence to kill your confidence."

After saying this, he reached into the night.

Several stone beads formed by the Tianshu monument flew silently back from the night and fell on his wrist.

He didn't know how many bones he had broken, but his left arm was still intact. He was preparing to use his left hand to shoot the sword in the night sky.

At this time, his left hand was still holding the sword tightly, very stable.

Thousands of swords flew from the bottom of the lake, out of the chaotic forest, and came around his body, hovering quietly, and also very stable.

Demon King felt the sense of sword in the night sky, squinted slightly, and said: "You said, if Su Li came to use these swords, what would happen?"

This sentence has nothing to do with the current, it seems particularly sudden.

Just like the devil's shot.

The devil's weapon is not the stone pestle called Star Kill, but a horn comb.

To be more precise, it is a powerful magical implement much like a horn comb.

It's called Demon Horn.

Heavenly Demon Horn, with countless rich black air, fell towards Chen Changsheng.

Black permeates the snow valley and covers the starry sky, as if it is a true night, and it is like a bottomless abyss, which is intimidating.

Looking at this scene, Chen Changsheng remembered the night that he saw on the snowfield after leaving Zhou Yuan, and his expression was slightly dignified.

The young demon has endured for many years, hiding his talents and talents in the unruly appearance, and finally showed his edge tonight.

After obtaining the complete inheritance, his realm is unimaginably powerful!

In the younger generation, it is difficult to find the same powerful characters.

Either he or Xu Yourong had to make a clear difference. Even if Qiu Shanjun came, he should not be able to beat each other.

Unless it is Xiao Zhang, Liang Wangsun, etc. who are at the forefront of the Xiaoyao list, or they have a strength to fight with.

He is now seriously injured, the power of the sword is less than one-tenth of the peak state, he can only fight against foreign objects with magic weapons, and he is not an opponent.

But he didn't lie before, he really wanted to try to kill the devil.

Because he has other means, other helpers.

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