Suddenly, there was a loud yell, please come to the devil.

At the same time, the Changming Pagoda sprinkled a hazy shadow, flying diagonally from the top of the tower, falling in front of the door of the Wind and Snow Building, condensing into a dark pillar of light at the pass, penetrating the top of the tower and the ground.

The connection is like a fog.

Then, from the top of the tower, a tall figure slowly walked out, majestic and vast, he walked down the pillar of dark light, as if stepping on steps, stepping in the void, step by step.

From the top of the Changming Pagoda to the front of the Wind and Snow Tower, he walked in the void, walking freely, as if passing through two human circles.

At that moment, it was as if he was the only one in heaven and earth.

Everything is a background, and he is the only one with a unique scenery.

Not far away, the old devil Xie Qianyao, who was sitting there, stood up, he looked at the hazy and vague majestic figure, the whole person couldn't help himself, he was extremely excited, and said in a trembling voice: "My demon is coming!"

My demon has descended and returned to the world.

......

Back Bird Street, the butcher shop, the figure of the butcher who was selling suddenly froze, he looked in the direction of Fengxue Building, his expression was sluggish, and the rusty butcher knife in his hand fell to the ground, without knowing it.

"Lao Ji, Lao Ji, what do you want? Hurry up and cut the meat!" a forty or fifty-year-old lady pushed Ji Butcher's shoulder and reminded.

Butcher Ji came back to his senses, hurriedly put on a smiling face, and said with a smile: "Okay, cut the meat." He looked in the direction of Fengxue Building again, there was excitement in his eyes, but more gloom, sighed, and picked up the butcher's knife to cut the meat.

Some people are destined not to come back.

That person lives in greatness, chasing eternal immortality, wanting to change the world, even if he has a mixed reputation, even if he bears the infamy of a lifetime, even if heaven and earth press his backbone, he will not bow his head or look back.

I walk my way, I walk alone, and worship me alone on the top of the devil!

In front of him, all the ancient roads sank.

"After all, I can't come back. Ji Butcher's expression was gloomy, and he muttered: "Please demons, please demons, you can only invite a hazy demon shadow down, the real demon is no more, the heavens and the earth are empty......"

"The world is in dire straits, but I think that the world is prosperous, and this world is just a shackle!"

"Who can understand?"

"People who don't understand are confused, and those who understand are suppressed and woke up thousands of times!"

"Struggle for eternity, just for a transcendence!"

"At the end of the road, is there a descendant?"

......

Queqiao Street, a clever tailor's shop.

The shopkeeper Xu Da, who was lying on the recliner at the door basking in the sun, raised his head, squinted his old eyes, looked at the location of the Fengxue Building, and looked at the majestic figure that seemed to have returned from the sky, and was a little trance-like.

"Please magic trick, please magic trick, what an immeasurable magic method!" he sighed and said, "Unfortunately, there are very few people who can cultivate this method......

He also practiced "Please Magic Trick", but unfortunately he didn't want it, and he didn't achieve anything, he used to cite this as a hateful thing in his life, but then he got older and became much more open-minded, so he saw it.

There are too many miraculous techniques and world-building methods in this world, who can penetrate them all and cultivate them all? Even if there are no enemies for 800 years, the devil will not be able to do it.

"When the demon was young, he cultivated the "Please Demon Technique", and he also cultivated it. The shopkeeper Xu narrowed his old eyes and said to himself: "Ten years of life and death, struggling again and again, I really succeeded by you......"

"Spiritual resonance, perfect balance. He touched an antique long box beside him, sighed with some emotion, and chuckled: "Young man, my sword can easily no longer come out of the sword box......

This long box is the sword case.

As for how many swords there are inside...... God knows.

He'd been locked up for ten years.

......

In the alley of immortality, behind the withered vines, the black skeleton guarding his tomb did not move, but there was an unquenchable fire flickering in the depths of his eyes, and a voice came out, "Ning Duxing, Demon Slaughter, terrible junior, amazing talent, talent, how many people have been in ancient times?...... It's a pity that there is no room for people like you between heaven and earth, and to the people of the world, you are a deviant sinner. ”

He has lived for too long, longer than the old man known as "old and immortal", he has seen too many amazing people, and he is not the only one like Mozai, those people all have amazing talents, but what is the result, which one has a good end?

A group of people who shook the ancient and the present, and the fate of Mo Zaining walking alone is a true portrayal of them.

For example, the "Taoist saint" Chen Wu was sick 2,000 years ago.

For example, 3,500 years ago, the "dragon slaughter" Xue Longyong.

Such as...... The black skeleton in front of him guarding his own tomb.

"Shine into the splendor, is the brilliance, alive is the hope, don't you little cubs understand such a truth?" The black skeleton said to himself: "Has anyone cultivated the "Please Magic Technique" again, such a method that has been passed down through the ages, the magic is natural, how many people have been created, and how many have been destroyed...... Hey, the oldest demon, you're in the rear again?"

"Dare to ask where the road is? You said that the road is at your feet, and you are also under the feet of the people in the world?" The black skeleton sneered a few times and said, "There are six worlds in the world, which one is the world?"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and his voice was drowned in the wind, and it disappeared.

The withered old vine also shook slightly with the wind.

......

In front of the Wind and Snow Building.

The majestic figure walked down, his figure was hazy, his face was blurred, but it was difficult to hide his spirit, everyone knew who it was, from the top of the human demon tower, naturally the person who was demonized by humans.

He walked into the Wind and Snow Building.

Not far away, the old devil Xie Qianyao looked at the back of the great shore for a lifetime, looked excited, and muttered, "My demon has returned!"

At this time, a beautiful figure walked out of the stone alley, she was wearing a plain white robe, not a silk robe, and no shoes, she held a flower paper umbrella, covering the bald head of the three thousand green silks, and came lightly.

came to Xie Qianyao's side.

On Beifang Street, a black donkey came slowly, and a young man in gray rode a donkey upside down, holding an unsheathed knife in his arms, and also approached the location of Fengxue Building.

In the alley of immortality, an old immortal who always calls himself "old man" carries a pitch-black fishing rod and drags the ten-zhang long forest white fishbone out.

In the wind and snow building.

After the majestic demon shadow stepped into the building, he stood behind Xia Mang, his figure was hazy and blurred, and he couldn't see his true face, but that kind of unparalleled spirit could not be concealed.

Demon Slaughter, Rather Go Alone!

"The Supreme Demon Lord!" In the back kitchen, the dwarf looked at the Demon Shadow and Xia Mang, and screamed in horror, his eyes were extremely hot, and he was extremely excited, as if he had seen the true god.

In his eyes at this moment, Xia Mang was almost as great as the Demon Shadow's true body.

Qin Feihua and Duan Shen were also stunned on the spot.

At this moment, Xia Mang, with his back to the shadow of the devil, stands on the spot, like a god and a demon in the world, with an indescribable extraordinary demeanor.

"You actually cultivated the "Please Demon Trick", please get the shadow of the demon slaughter!" Chen Xuandu, who was carrying a gourd, finally couldn't calm down, his old face was extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The future is terrifying, the young man is really amazing!"

"Spiritual resonance, perfect balance realm!" The five-tailed white fox was covered in hair, and the five tails were standing up and shaking, like a peacock opening the screen, the real phoenix spread its wings, and exclaimed coldly: "Amazing, amazing!"

Xia Mang stood there, his back to the demon shadow, his face was expressionless, his eyes were full of darkness, it was a dark curtain formed by countless "reverse cross" beams of light emerged, intertwined and stacked.

Indifferent and ruthless, like a demon resurrection!

Xia Mang suddenly spoke, and the demon shadow behind him actually spoke at the same time, and said coldly: "Worship me alone on the top of the demon peak, I will stain the sky with my blood!"