As the demon pattern dissipated, those heavy memories returned to Bai Cheng's mind.

He is a doctor who has saved countless lives, but he has not been able to save his wife and children.

The wife died in childbirth, and the daughter was born with a congenital disease, and it was a special case that had never been recorded, could not be medicated, and did not know how to treat it.

For thirteen years, Bai Cheng has been working hard, he wants to save his daughter, he doesn't want his daughter to leave him again.

In order to cure his daughter's illness, Bai Cheng established Shuguang Pharmaceutical Company and consulted many experts, but the final result could only suppress the deterioration of the condition, but could not fundamentally solve the problem.

You must know that there is a limit to suppressing the disease.

When Xiao Haiyan was about to turn ten years old, her illness could not be contained. Seeing his baby daughter die step by step, Bai Cheng was anxious and hated to exchange his life for his life.

Until one afternoon of that year, Bai Cheng accidentally saw a yellowed booklet in the corner of the library. The above record is actually a ritual to summon demons, and as a materialist, Bai Cheng originally didn't believe in this.

But when he saw that the demon could grant him one wish, he wavered.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Bai Cheng decided to give it a try according to the summoning ceremony recorded in the book. But the first step in preparing for the ceremony stumped him, and he actually needed the fresh hearts of three women!

To kill someone for a ritual that I don't know whether it's true or not, I'm afraid only fools and madmen would do it. However, Bai Cheng almost didn't hesitate, so he chose to kill.

He had already gone mad, from the moment his wife died and his daughter fell ill.

That night, Bai Cheng took advantage of his position and the warm man he usually created to successfully date three women, who came in turn according to Bai Cheng's time, and then sacrificed their fresh hearts one after another.

The materials were ready, Bai Cheng started the sacrificial ceremony with a desperate mentality, and then ...... He did it! (In order to avoid any of you here having to think about it, I declare in advance that this is just fiction, don't take it seriously!) ）

Taklama, the warden of the underworld, was invited.

This demon used his magic to prolong the life of Little Petrel, and in exchange, Bai Cheng had to help him build a larger altar. When the altar is built, he will cure the little petrel completely.

Later, it took Bai Cheng three years to build this underground altar. A few days ago, Taklama gave Bai Cheng a prescription for a healing potion, as agreed.

After Bai Cheng gave the prescription to his brother, Taklama took Bai Cheng's soul and planted him with a stygian pattern, making him the most loyal servant of the demons.

At this moment, the shackles of the underworld on Bai Cheng's body were broken, and his consciousness was also temporarily redeemed.

"Little... Small... Haiyan ......" Bai Cheng muttered intermittently.

Lu Xiaobu came to his side, looked at him and said, "Little Haiyan is fine."

Hearing Lu Xiaobu's words, Bai Cheng showed a relieved smile, and then his eyes were dilated, and his body began to fall apart because of the huge energy load, turning into a little streamer and drifting away.

"Is it right or wrong to bury a city for one person?" Lu Xiaobu looked at the scattered streamers and sighed, and suddenly a white light attracted his attention.

In the place where Bai Cheng hung up just now, two white shards were emitting an alluring light.

……

Time is pushed forward slightly.

Although the White Saint is the patron saint of the Pegasus Kingdom and a local native, he is obviously still a lot worse than the Upper Underworld Prison Envoy Taklama.

After all, the realm levels of the two are not the same, even if the White Saint is the god of this country, it is not enough in the eyes of Taklama.

"Heaven's Wrath - Holy Flame Burning Demon" Bai Sheng raised the heavy sword in his hand, and the golden holy flame burned on her sword, which was her anger and the punishment of the gods.

Chop!

The heavy sword slashed down, and the golden holy flame turned into a hundred zhang sword light across the sky.

"Heh, is that the level?" Taklama sneered, he stood still in place, a pair of pitch-black giant hands the size of dozens of zhang behind his back stretched out, caught the holy flame sword light, and pressed it hard, and the entire sword light fell apart in an instant.

Bai Sheng's eyes showed surprise, but he was not afraid at all, and the six wings behind her spread out and soared into the air.

"Divine Fire Meteor!" The White Saint shouted angrily, and the heavy sword pointed downward, and thousands of meteors burning with flames flew down, enveloping Taklama in it.

Taklama's face was still full of disdain, and he stood still, a pitch-black light shield appeared around him, swallowing up all the meteors that had smashed at him.

And Bai Sheng, under the cover of the meteor shower, flapped his wings and killed him from mid-air with a heavy sword in his hand.

Clang!

Bai Sheng's unexpected sword was caught by Taklama with one hand, and her heavy sword was still pinned down and could not be recovered.

After the wrestling failed, Bai Sheng simply gave up the heavy sword, approached closely, and poked a finger out of Taklama's eyes.

Finger guns!

Seeing that Taklama was about to be hit, his figure turned into a cloud of black smoke and dispersed, making Bai Sheng's move miss.

"It's slow too," the black smoke gathered behind the White Saint into a taklama, and he smiled and commented in a mocking tone.

And Bai Sheng quickly turned around at the same time as the first syllable of Taklama was uttered, kicked out with a side kick, the strong wind howled, and the air became a knife, and the combat skill [Leg Knife].

Taklama easily blocked the White Saint's leg knife with his right hand, and then he slapped the White Saint with his left hand.

With this slap, Bai Sheng only felt that a black curtain was shrouded in front of him, and his five senses were lost, so he could only perceive everything around him weakly with his divine sense, and retreated and avoided according to his instincts.

However, Bai Sheng did not dodge after all, he was imprinted on his chest by Taklama's palm, and when he heard a loud "bang", Bai Sheng flew out upside down like a broken kite, and a string of arc-shaped golden blood foam flowed in midair.

Before the White Saint could stabilize his form, Taklama pulled out a black cane from the black vortex in his palm, which was engraved with a blood-colored inscription, and the top of the staff handle was inlaid with a green gem.

Boom―

He held the rod of the staff in one hand and the handle in the other, and jerked it violently, and a thin sword came out of its sheath in response, shining with cold light and killing intent.

It's a long story, but it's a blink of an eye.

When Taklama drew his sword, the man had already teleported out and came behind the White Saint.

"The boring game is over," Taklama grinned as she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

"Black Prison Kill!"

Woohoo!

Thousands of sword lights burst out in an instant.

The White Saint couldn't dodge, so he could only fold his wings and curl up in a ball, urging the golden holy light to resist.

However, the golden light shield only lasted three breaths before it shattered. Then there were the six wings of the White Sage, which were also like paper paste, and they were easily destroyed by this sword light.

In the end, even the light armor on Bai Sheng's body was also smashed, hanging on his body piecemeal, and the golden holy blood flowed wantonly, as if a golden rain had fallen on the earth.

Taklama retracted her sword, reached out and grabbed Bai Sheng's neck and lifted her up.

The White Saint tried to urge the divine power to resist, but was suppressed by Taklama's underworld magic and couldn't make a wave.

"I told you, you're nothing more than that," Taklama smirked as he licked his tongue, hearing that the flesh of the gods was extraordinarily delicious.

Just as the hope in Bai Sheng's heart was gradually extinguished, a majestic holy light fell above her head, and a familiar voice sounded.

True love is eternal!