Until the Sansheng Stone was suddenly pushed down, the battle of immortals and demons began!

Under the urging of a group of fellow disciples, Jiangbei kissed goodbye to his wife and children, went to Wutang again, and took his own matching sword.

He worshiped his ancestor, received three whips from Lang wine, and then stood in front of the array again, fighting side by side with Thirteen Niang......

The war drums beat, the heavenly river flows backwards, and the demonic energy wantonly smudges the sky.

The nineteen demon generals under the Demon Lord, with the boundless demon army troops, all gathered in the Broken Ark to wait for the momentum, and the momentum was huge.

The ancestor went to the Broken Ark alone and fought with the Demon Lord Jiangshan Ke in Tianhe Mountain, but the victory was not scored. The two agreed to fight again in the 100,000 mountains, and if they won, they could put forward a condition.

On that day, the disciples of the Taixu Sect were all ready to go to the Wuliang Mountain, one of the 100,000 mountains, because it was the most open and suitable for hands.

And the Demon Lord was so willing to agree to come to the appointment alone, because he actually wanted everyone from the Taixu Sect to come and watch the battle......

How arrogant!

The night before the decisive battle, Mo Lan finally told Jiangbei the whole thing.

"Abei, I'm sorry...... I'm sorry I lied to you, I didn't know he was the Demon Lord! I really don't know, I brought trouble to the Taixu Sect, I'm sorry for you......" Mo Lan shook her head desperately, she knelt down for Jiangbei, crying like a child.

"You mean, Ge'er is the child of Jiangshanke? Back then, it was he who put you at the gate of my Taixu Sect? Mo Lan, get up! He is responsible for you, so why should you be wrong! Tomorrow, I will take his head and make amends for you!" Jiangbei was shocked by the news, but he still hugged his wife first, and his heart ached.

Because Mo Lan didn't mention it, he never investigated her background, so he didn't know that Mo Lan was actually the crown princess that the royal family had been looking for.

"Don't! Abei! You must not ...... The Demon Lord is not so easy to kill, we still have songs! You think about the song, I can't live without you, Abei......" Mo Lan couldn't cry, and grabbed Jiangbei's sleeve tightly, for fear that he would go to Jiangshanke desperately.

Mo Lan ...... Okay, it's okay and don't be afraid......" Jiangbei was speechless for a while, surrounded by his sobbing wife.

Xiao Naoge got up from the bed with swollen eyes. looked at the father and mother who hugged each other tightly, and also went over to hug them. Daddy picked him up, and Xiao Zhige wiped his mother's tears.

His little brother Yi Han was taken away by an abominable white-haired old man this morning. He couldn't help falling asleep after crying all afternoon, and then he was awakened.

"Don't allow Daddy to bully Auntie!" Xiao Zhige pinched Jiangbei's face, gritted his teeth, and said viciously.

But the father and mother laughed, and Xiao Zhige hugged his mother tightly with a puff, and muttered about finding the white-bearded old man. Under the warm yellow light, their family of three washed and fell asleep as usual, the same as ordinary people, but different.

The next day, the Demon Monarch Jiang Shanke fought against Mu Xuan and Xiao Wufu. It was a tie again, and the immeasurable mountain was razed to the ground. After the battle, the place became a deep pit that stretched for hundreds of miles, and the dust was flying.

Jiang Shanke waved his sleeves, dressed in a white light robe, elegant and pure, as if he was just a mortal scholar.

The ordinary-looking man opposite him, called Xiao Wufu, was really a bit powerful, but the beautiful woman next to him was very cumbersome.

"It's useless, your flute plays well." When Jiang Shanke laughed, he was gentle and elegant, but his words were half mocking and half admiring.

Xiao Wufu was not angry, he also smiled, and arched his hand: "Xie Mojun appreciates, you and I are tied, this time you will win." According to the bet, what do you want? ”

He is willing to gamble and lose, and he is not afraid of it.

"A woman and a child." As soon as Jiangshanke said this, there was an uproar around.

Xiao Wufu frowned, he couldn't have imagined that there was anyone in this Taixu Sect who could make the Demon Lord look at him.

"That's it, the gambling contract was made by me Xiao Wufu, and it has nothing to do with others. I can't give my Taixu disciple to your Demon Lord, as a bet to lose, right? If she is willing to go with you, I will never stop you. If you don't want to, please go back! Fight again in the coming days. ”

"Okay, I want you to be too vain......" Jiang Shanke was impressed by Xiao Wufu, and actually wanted to strengthen him.

"The disciple disagrees!" Suddenly, a voice interrupted the Demon Lord's words.

Everyone was shocked, only to see Jiangbei jump off the battle platform directly, stand beside Xiao Wufu, and kneel down with his sword in his hand.

"How can I give it to someone in the Demon Realm!"

Xiao stood with his hands in his hands, thought for a while, and suddenly thought of something, but he didn't dare to be sure, he just looked at Jiangbei with a deep groan, but it was Jiangshan Ke who spoke first.

"Okay, in that case, then you fight with me. If you beat me, even if you win, Jiangbei, do you dare. Jiangshanke deliberately stimulated Jiangbei, and he expected Jiangbei to agree.

Sure enough, Jiangbei immediately jumped up and responded: "Why don't you dare!"

Without waiting for the head to speak, he picked up the spirit sword and flew towards him.

The people in the stands clenched their fists and trembled, blaming Jiangbei for being too impulsive. And Mo Lan's heart suddenly pinched! That demon lord can't even beat the master, how can Jiangbei be able to defeat him?

But to everyone's surprise, Jiang Bei came up with a sword and chopped off one of the demon lord's arms!

The crowd exclaimed! Xiao Wuxin was stunned, and looked at Jiang Shanke in disbelief with a broken arm, but he had a smile on his face.

"Jiangbei, thank you for raising my Mo Lan all these years, today, I want to take her back." Jiang Shanke took advantage of the two of them passing by, and said in the ear of Jiangbei, who was in a daze.

"Oh, thank you too, for sending my wife to my Taixu Gate!" Jiangbei also reacted and immediately took two steps back.

"She's my wife!"

"Mine!"

The eyes of both of them turned red at this time, and Jiang Shanke faded away from a casual aura, replaced by a terrifying murderous aura.

"Jiangbei, I fought you with one arm, and it wasn't bullying you. If you lose, give me back Mo Lan! ”

"Don't you think about it!" Jiangbei swung his sword upward.

In the end, Jiang Bei naturally fell to the ground, and he never defeated the Demon Lord in a single move, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his sword was broken, and he fell between the blood-red soil...... Jiangbei was like falling apart, unable to get up but unwilling to struggle.

Jiang Bei sat up with great difficulty, but suddenly heard Mo Lan's cry, his heart tightened, and a large mouthful of blood vomited out, with shattered internal organs, and the ground was red and gorgeous.

"Daddy!" "Abei!"

Jiang Shanke just watched Mo Lan who jumped down from the stands holding the child, desperately pounced on Jiang Bei, his broken arm was still not far away, and in the blood-red soil, it was not only his Jiangbei's blood dripping, but also his Jiangshanke's.

saw Mo Lan desperately hugging Jiangbei, crying and wiping the blood on his face. The child was on the side, crying sadly, while Jiangbei was panting, just wanting to protect his wife and children, and his eyes were sad.

All around were indignant disciples, with mixed voices.

He turned around and left, never coming to the Taixu Sect again. But he didn't go to break the troops of the ark, and went back to the demon world directly.

In the Demon Monarch Palace, when Jiang Shanke returned to the house, he cut off his head with his backhand, put it in the hands of the cultivator and let him hand it over to Jiangbei, which was regarded as making amends.

From then on, there is no more to do with it, and there is no more disturbance.

Xiu Xie looked at the Jiang Shanke who had lost his head, he was already weakened to the extreme, and there was not much demonic energy left at all.

But he had to go, because he had cultivated evil all his life, and he could only listen to the words of Jiangshan Ke. Xiu Xie sent the head to the door of Jiangbei, put it down and left. When he comes back, Jiangshanke has already been killed!

The demon world respects strength, whoever can kill the demon lord can become the new demon lord, a thousand-year-old demon has occupied the demon lord hall and sucked the demonic energy of the country.

Cultivating evil spirits can't defeat the demon lord at all, so they can only go to the Kongtong Mirror of the Fuyao faction non-stop to raise the soul of Jiangshan Ke in it.

But as soon as the soul was put in, the Kongtong mirror began to shatter! The artifact began to be unbearable, and cracks appeared!!

Xiu Xie shouted the name of Jiangshan Ke, shouted in a mess, and even began to talk nonsense.

Jiang Shanke finally stopped, and he looked tired in the mirror, and even his eyes were half-open and half-closed, apparently he didn't know what was going on.

"Okay, what's the cry about? Are you annoying...... How old are you, still crying...... "Jiang Shanke put his arms behind his head, only a wisp of soul remained, but he was also very comfortable.

"What the fuck are you...... Can you not die, you shit, Lao Tzu finally found such a mirror and saved it for you, if you die, I won't live anymore......" Xiu Xie has never been so afraid.

The scholar who has lived by the prince's side since he was a child, even if he has thousands of troops under his command, even if he uses soldiers like gods, he still can't do without the prince.

He wants to be a demon lord, and if he cultivates evil spirits, he will practice forbidden arts with him. He wants revenge, and the cultivator will follow him to kill the Liangyi Sect. He wants to launch an unprecedented large-scale war, and the cultivator will go to overthrow the Sansheng Stone for him. He cultivated literature and lived all his life on the three words Jiang Shanke.

Break the circuit of reincarnation, and there is no life and death in the demon.

They have no chance of becoming other races, and once they die, they will come to naught, because their lives are picked up. Therefore, the demon has always been born for destruction, and if you die, you can pull a few more cushions, and you can't live this experience.

“…… Don't don't, can't I die if I don't die? Alas, how can you be like a woman, you want to die or live, I'm just tired, let me rest for a while, just ...... for a while" Jiang Shanke gradually fell into a deep sleep with his arm on his pillow, looking peaceful.

In the end, the crack of the Kongtong mirror closed automatically, and only one corner was broken, but it was no big deal. Xiu Xie sniffled and put the broken mirror on his body.

In this way, he can always pay attention to when Jiangshanke will wake up, but Jiangshanke has been sleeping for more than ten years, until ......

Mo Lan died, and Jiang Bei killed it with his own hands.

A month ago, the Taixu Sect Xiao fell uselessly, and the entire Taixu Sect was in chaos.

Suddenly, someone in the sect said that the reason why the head of the sect was so short-lived was because they had a person hiding here, the son of the Demon Monarch Jiangshanke! As soon as these words came out, the entire sect was in chaos.

The son of the Demon Monarch was born to conquer heaven and earth, and it will affect the entire sect......

"Abei, don't hesitate, I can still find them out after I die, but I can't accompany you, you have to ...... in the future"

"No! Mo Lan, don't be stupid, I'll take you away and get out of here......"

"Haha, Abei, I love you. In the next life, I will find you first and be with you! As he spoke, Mo Lan spit out a mouthful of black blood in Jiangbei's horrified gaze......