"It's back, it's really back" The Emperor of the Eastern Court looked at the scene in front of him in shock, and his heart jumped wildly, thrilling.

The prophecy of Emperor Dongjing has come true, and the words have really returned.

The surging darkness was all in her body, and in the wind, she sat in a kneeling position in the scorched earth, the seed core in her hand disappeared, the fiery red robe on her body was dyed as black as thick ink, and her long snow-white hair was shocking.

"What is that" Finally looking around clearly, an immortal suddenly exclaimed.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that the vicinity of the Snake King's Palace, which had been burned and destroyed by the war, was covered with dense stone-like things, on the roof, on the scorched earth, and on the branches of trees.

It was like a stone, but it gave birth to claws like crabs, but it was a "flashing light" that followed all the way from the abyss of the Black Sea.

The "flashing light" came to her like a crab, raised the pliers in his hand, and bowed gracefully.

In an instant, only a "click" was heard, and the stone-like shell on its body cracked and cracked, and a brilliant light broke out of the shell, and in the dazzling light, the general wearing battle armor knelt down on one knee with a spear in his hand and condensed out, the black battle robe had been mutilated thousands of years ago, and in the wind of hunting, it was bloody, fortitude, and the strength of rebirth.

"I've come to meet you, my lord." The majestic voice seemed to penetrate the light and shadow, and respectfully knelt down on one knee before her to greet their hope, their king.

"It's a demon war," an older immortal family pointed to the returning demon war in disbelief and exclaimed.

Led 30,000 demon troops to kill the Demon War of the Nine Heavens, didn't he disappear into the abyss of the Black Sea with the fall of the Demon God a thousand years ago, how could he be here

In the wind of hunting, she stood up in the scorched earth, the wounds on her body healed in an instant, her cold gaze was like a knife, falling on Hua Yao's body, the corners of her lips suddenly hooked up a smile, and the cold voice penetrated the wind: "Meet again, Hua Yao, the thousand-year-old Jingjing deity seems to have had an interesting dream, but it is really a dream, you are still you, the god of war in the Nine Heavens." ”

The sword in Hua Yao's hand shook restlessly, and the murderous aura around his body rolled up, that was the innate reaction of the God of War artifact, that was the excitement of being awakened as a silent thousand-year-old artifact when he met his opponent.

He looked at the woman who came out of the dark whirlpool in the sound of hunting, her face was no longer what she was a thousand years ago, her eyes were not clear a thousand years ago, it was obviously a different skin, but that kind of power and feeling was her, Yan Gu.

A thousand years later, he is still the emperor of the Yuehua Palace, and he is still the god of war in the Nine Heavens.

However, she is no longer the backbone of a thousand years.

For her, this rebirth was a rebirth, a nightmare, a catastrophe.

In the past, although she was the lord of the demon realm and led the ten demon domains, she didn't know that the most important thing was not the thunder and fire, but benevolence.

She thought that as long as she did not forget her original intention and kept the Dharma upright, even if she was a demon, she would eventually attain the day when she attained enlightenment, and she would also usher in the acceptance and tolerance of the Three Realms.

But it turns out that prejudice has existed from the beginning, black is black, white is white, born sin, evil and dirty, but the delusion to live like a pearl is simply stupid, ridiculous, and self-deception.

(Markor Literature-)