"Cher, take out the things, don't embarrass the two younger brothers anymore!" the old man sat on the snow, and the wind blew through his hair.

"Don't! it's so itchy!" the gourd brothers naughtily tickled Xue Wu, and Xue Wu laughed and cried ugly.

"If you don't hand over the stuff, we'll keep playing. ”

“......”

Xue Wu couldn't help crying and laughing, she couldn't help but get angry, "You let go of me!"

The two brothers seemed frightened and finally let go of her, and one of them said, "We're just joking, why are you so serious." As he spoke, he pursed his mouth and kept playing with the belt of his trousers.

Yukiwu's deformed face regained its composure, and her face was ugly, looking worse than crying.

Anyone who looks at this is scared!

"You want the Soul Stone, the Soul Stone is long gone. Xue Wu explained to everyone.

"No, how is it possible! Sister, let us touch you, and we'll know!"

It turned out that the piglet was buried under the gourd tree, and there was a colorful stone in its body, which is why the wild boar screamed night and night, and then the soul stone was buried in the ground, and the two gourd brothers who grew on the ground listened to their sister every day about the beauty and uniqueness of the soul stone, but they never saw it once.

Later, due to the destruction of the village, the soul stone was also taken to another place with the snow dance, when the village was destroyed, the snow dance was still a child, and the three of them could not be transformed into a human form, and to transform into a human form, it was necessary to get a special soul breath to awaken, here, Liang Yunsheng was a four soul man, so the fish tail of the snow dance disappeared, and the two gourd brothers also became cute gourd babies.

Because of the various crimes committed by General Meng Fei, he was afraid of endless troubles, so he cut the grass and eradicated the roots, and when Meng Fei left, he first opened the flood of the river, and led the water outside to drown everything here recently.

Later, there was no good village here, and the souls of those who died were not gone, wandering in this familiar place all day long, wailing constantly.

Later, when the cultivators of Jingtian Ling Mountain passed by here, they suddenly felt that the yin qi was too heavy, like a hell on earth, so the cultivators laid an enchantment here, so that those souls would never escape and harm the world.

This is also the formation of the River Styx, and the souls in the River Styx who could not climb up were fished up one by one by the old man with his own fishing rod.

Every ghost is so sad, every ghost is so familiar.

The old man fishes for a lifetime, and even catches the next life,...... Tens of millions of years later, now.

On moonless nights, the stars cry.

An army of more than 100 people appeared on the land of the barren land, and under the black armor, the torches were a little more male-bloody.

"Xiao Dingtian, hehe, come with me. The horses surrounded Xiao Dingtian.

The first to speak was the Colorful Demon Master Ying Tian.

Four thousand nine hundred and forty-nine years ago, Ying Tian burned the statue of the ancestor of Jingtian Lingshan because of his cultivation of evil sect exercises, and also burned his own white paper-like face, and since then he has been banished to the reckless land of the extreme cold and extreme north with a black mask carved with the pattern of the stars and the moon, wearing a black robe.

Four thousand nine hundred and forty-nine years later, Ying Tian established his own world.

It was when Jingtian Spirit Mountain was at its weakest that the Dazzling Demon Dao appeared.

Xiao Dingtian didn't pay attention to them, just lowered his head to dig into the soil, and didn't pay attention to the blood stains on his fingers.

"Xiao Dingtian, talking to you, my patience is limited. Ying Tian's eyes emitted a few cold lights.

Xiao Dingtian was desperately digging the soil, the speed was getting faster and faster, the dense beads of sweat on his forehead confronted the night, and the cultivators were the only survivor left, this was done on purpose! At this moment, for him, he is already a person who has died several times, even if Ying Tian wants his life, Xiao Dingtian has no way to resist, let alone be afraid.

"Hehe, boy, don't be ashamed of your face, if you can't do it, you can only come to the hard one. Ying Tian waved his hand, and the demon soldiers fell off their horses one after another.

"Tie him up for me. ”

The Demon Dao Evil Soldier's hands opened, his dark eyes emitted blue light, and he inhaled the dark mist in his mouth, and then two cold lock star chains flew out from the wings of his waist. This is the lowest level of the Dazzling Demon Dao, by absorbing the dark mist to generate the Star Chain, after the deed is completed, the evil soldier will also die violently.

Xiao Dingtian's kneeling body on the ground was touched at all, and the corners of his eyes crossed the disgusting and dark body of the evil soldier, and the chain of locks was forming a situation of ten thousand horses splitting the corpses, approaching step by step, Xiao Dingtian slowly stood up, took down the peachwood sword from his back, the blade of the sword flowed, and a rune was naturally generated.

The power of the peachwood sword is not a big threat to the demon path, and even the lowest level of the demon path evil soldiers can't deal with it, the sword is engraved with two yellow dragons, and its real power is also these two yellow dragons, but it is not easy to wake up, unless the black dog blood is smeared on the sword.

At present, even a fart can be used as a weapon, which is better than two hands empty-handed, and it doesn't matter whether the peachwood sword is useful or not, holding it in your hand has become a kind of momentum.

The rune is broken, and the chain of stars is like a thousand swords piercing through the heart, in order to force out the life star, the world should be bloody, and it is also one of the most cruel means.

Under the tremendous pain, the blood in Xiao Dingtian's heart gushed out and spilled on the peach wood sword.

The two yellow dragons came out, and the double dragon danced in the sky and spit out thousands of feet of fire, and the evil soldiers burned all over the field.

The blood of a cultivator is the purest and most holy blood, the breath that breathes naturally through heaven and earth, and it is fiercer than the blood of a dog.

"Demon Venerable, it's not a way to go on like this. "Xuanyue is Ying Tian's right-hand man.

More than 100 evil soldiers, wiped out in an instant?

Ying Tianyuan is also a cultivator, and his cultivation must follow a certain path of cultivation, which is a step-by-step process.

Ying Tian, who was still a cultivator in Jingtian Spirit Mountain thousands of years ago, can be regarded as the best among cultivators, and with the same cultivation, his growth is much faster than others.

He is different from other cultivators in that he is an ambitious person, or rather a person with his own ideas, and he likes to instill his own ideas into the cultivation process.

Later, although the master gave him a lot of teachings and guided him to follow a bright path of cultivation, what happened to the bull's temper? ！

Who is the devil if I don't fall into the devil? In Lingxu Pavilion Yingtian got a quick fragment of cultivation, cultivated for three spring and autumn periods, the Dharma Dao Continent also cultivated very little, the day of the Dharma Dao measurement, the fire of the Dharma Measuring Heavenly Furnace burned to the highest point, this is nothing, there are not a few cultivation geniuses for thousands of years, what makes people bearded is that there is a strange fire burning in the Dharma Measuring Heavenly Furnace, the crimson flame is very conspicuous compared with the blue flames of other cultivators, the Dharma Measuring Heavenly Furnace rumbled and exploded instantly, and finally was finally expelled by the master in the name of going mad.

In the wilderness of the extreme north, Ying Tiantian realized a set of magic that was specially designed to deal with the cultivators of Jingtian Spirit Mountain: the Great Law of Shattering Stars.

"Xiao Dingtian, you are not my opponent, the deity advises you to go back with me obediently. ”

"Are you heavenly? If you are heaven, I will fight against the sky. "Xiao Dingtian is domineering, and in his eyes in his cultivation, even if he dies, he will not be willing to fall into the hands of the Demon Dao.

"Master, don't tremble with him. "Xuanyue is afraid of any variables, after all, the black moon monster in the sky is terrifying.

"Shattered Star Dafa!" The five fingers opened horizontally, and the ghostly aura between the fingers was born, forming a thousand-hole black ring in the palm, and a strange wind blew.

"The devil is crooked, it is not enough, you can never replace justice. "Xiao Dingtian was sucked to death by the thousand-hole black ring.

"Strange, why doesn't he have a life star?" Ying Tian retracted the black ring.

"Could it be that his life star is long gone. Ying Tian wondered.

"Hahaha...... So what, you're just a waste, what kind of justice, evil and crooked ways? It's just a void, today the deity is the strong, and the strong is the king. Ying Angel made a little effort, and Xiao Dingtian came over.

After being pressed by the Jingtian Spirit Mountain cultivation world for so many countless years, he finally exhaled today.

"If you want to kill, you have to kill and please, and death will not go back with you. "The cultivator's last exaltation has become an excuse for being powerless to resist.

Speaking of which, most of the evil soldiers in the Demon Dao are people with evil thoughts, and the people with evil thoughts fall into the Demon Dao and become demons in the Demon Dao Soul Refining Furnace, and the cultivator enters the Demon Dao, the evil soldier will be his last stand-in, and the more the evil heart is refined, the stronger the evil soldier will be, or the evil soldier refined by the person who has no evil heart at all is the strongest.

"Kill you? You deserve it? It's not so easy to want to die! Are you interested in seeing what a cultivator will look like after death?" The corners of Ying Tian's mouth raised slightly, and Xiao Dingtian felt scared.

Murder and heartbreaking!

"Ying Tian, are you going to rob the corpse with me?"

"Hey, hey, you're smart. ”

At this time, Xiao Dingtian was no different from ordinary people except for the two wooden swords, all he wanted to do was to let the master and disciples go into the ground!

But in the world where the devil's way is great, there is also the saying of 'for peace'.

Ying Tian was also ruthless and vicious, he didn't think about the love of his master at all, and tied Xiao Dingtian under the ancient tree with a bundle of immortal ropes, he wanted Xiao Dingtian to witness all this.

"Yingtian! What does Jingtian Lingshan owe you? If you want to treat your fellow disciples like this, do you still have any mercy, and do you still have no humanity?" Xiao Dingtian's face was very dark under the brush of tears.

The words 'Jingtian Lingshan' appeared in this night sky, the air was full of the smell of blood, Yingtian's demonic nature swelled to the extreme, this was the place that caused him suffering, Jingtian Lingshan This is his inner demon

Four thousand nine hundred and forty-nine years ago, Ying Tian in the name of the evil sect crooked way into the devil, was ruthlessly dragged to Zhu Xiantai by the Dharma Dao Master, tied up the immortal rope so that he had nowhere to escape, with the fire of quenching for three days and three nights, the process of refining the soul was extremely painful, that pain spread to every part of the body, the bones exploded and were about to burst; and by the ninety-nine heavenly thunder, he lost his mind, and was in a coma for a while and was woken up by a plate of cold water, the wound was like ten thousand ants biting his heart and not wanting to live, but he could not die; and he regained all the Dharma and Dao cultivation by extracting divine skills, but the result was that he was thrown into the wilderness of the extreme north and became the most wasted waste。

This is the highest level of punishment for cultivating the crooked path of the evil sect in Jingtian Lingshan, and it is also the most cruel, it can change a person's fate and go to the right path, but at the same time, it will also go to the demon path, such as Yingtian.

If it weren't for the rumors that his beloved woman Lin Daixiu was still in Jingtian Ling Mountain, Ying Tian would have attacked Jingtian Ling Mountain a thousand years ago, burned, killed and looted, and did all the bad things he could!

When it comes to Jingtian Spirit Mountain, it is a thunderbolt from the sky for Ying Tian, the place of hatred in his deepest heart, the bloody past has lifted the veil of mystery for thousands of years, through the untouchable fog, accompanied by the demons in his heart injected into the living reality.

That's the reality.

"You still have the face to respect Tianling Mountain with me. A little bit of magic was added to Xiao Dingtian, venting his anger.

Immediately after that, the seventeen corpses ignited a raging fire, black flames, this is the fire of the Demon Dao.

"You killed me too. ”

Ying Tian turned his head to Xiao Dingtian: "I won't kill you, I want you to taste it, let you taste it too, what it is like to live without dying." ”

"You beast, you create evil!" Xiao Dingtian watched the spirit of his master and disciple disappear in front of him, and an indescribable pain swept through his body.

The evaporation of the spirit body has become a fact, the soul has nothing to attach to, and it is rising, where is this going to drift?

"Master, junior brother...... souls show their true appearance, this is what they look like in this life, and after they go up, they will start another life cycle.

"Demon Venerable, hurry! Soul Eater. Xuan Yue was a little confused in a hurry.

After the soul ascends to heaven, it goes to the underground to sleep for a period of time, and then appears in the world as another new life, they are cultivators, powerful cultivators are more domineering than underground Hades, and the 'death' of cultivators is qualitatively different from ordinary people, perhaps cultivators are not called death, but dormant.

The Soul Eater Technique can forcibly engulf the soul of a cultivator, and after refining in the Soul Refining Furnace for a few years, the practitioner will become a loyal and powerful evil soldier, which is a great thing for the Demon Dao.

As long as these souls are eliminated, and Xiao Dingtian is also eliminated after 7749 days, the cultivators of the Dharma Dao Continent will have to disappear from this world, and he can become a real overlord.

"Xuanyue, since I have become the overlord of the Dharma Dao Continent, these souls exist like air, but I can't help it, in the future, the Demon Dao will be the master of the Dharma Dao Continent, this is the beginning of the Demon Dao Continent, and it will also be the world of the Demon Dao in the future. Ying Tian said a little heavily.

"Congratulations to the Demon Venerable for becoming the overlord of the Demon Dao Continent. Xuan Yue didn't say much, he knew that the Demon Venerable had compassion, but it was useless to say anything, so he dismounted and bowed.

"Xuanyue got up, let that kid go, don't kill him and keep it useful. Ying Tian became a little softer when he said this, and his emotions surged, what kind of emotion is this? The emotions of the people of the Demon Dao? Emotions are not a thing, and the people of the Demon Dao will never be able to believe in emotions.

"Silent night falls, the demon king is born......" A voice came from the cave, and the entire night sky was filled with fear.

The cultivators of Jingtian Ling Mountain have disappeared since then, and in the world of the Demon Dao, how can justice find another synonym for it?

When the silent night came, the demon king was born, Ying Tian twisted his neck slightly, glanced back at the cave, muttered again, and quickly turned his head to look into the darkness.

Ying Tian whipped his horse, and disappeared into the night without leaving a trace, but his figure was darker than the darkness, and sorrow came to his heart, and a cold wind blew, and there were a few tears!