"Are you satisfied with the surprise I have prepared for you?" Wang Gang asked with a smile.

"I'm very satisfied, I thought that all traces of my witch clan's existence in the desolate land had been wiped out, but I didn't expect that the demon clan that dominated the desolation completely disappeared, and the human race, the protagonist of the era, was also wiped out, and my witch clan became the final winner, the mystery of creation, the weirdness of fate, it is really amazing, even if it comes to our step, it can't break everything."

"But you old centipede is really cunning, I am isolated by the desolate hell, I can't sense everything in the primordial continent, but when I stand on this land, all the cause and effect are understood by me, this surprise, obviously the result of my Wu clan's own efforts, in your mouth has become your credit, although you have stepped into the path of the people, but the character has not changed at all." Houtu spoke with a smile, his voice full of joy.

Although she doesn't like to dominate the world, she is also extremely happy that the whole world is occupied by her own people.

"Oh, what kind of personality do I have?" Wang Gang asked curiously.

"It's as shameless as it was back then." Houtu's face was like a snow lotus blooming, and her incomparably beautiful and inclusive smile made her look like the earth that gave birth to the world, but the words that came out of her mouth made Wang Gang extremely stunned.

"You can do whatever you say, let's go, before the catastrophe, let's take a look around the world, and after the catastrophe, I don't know if we can see such a scenery." Wang Gang shook his head helplessly, blending into the flow of people like a river.

Houtu also smiled and followed.

……

On a peak in the newly emerged continent, Zhang Mi sat cross-legged on a pitch-black stone, the power of creation and death in his body, the crazy conflict, and it was impossible to balance at all.

Zhang Mi's heart is to love all sentient beings and create sentient beings, and she has never had the idea of destroying sentient beings in her heart, and it is precisely because of this that although the power in her body was transmitted by Wang Gang. Some of them became pure to the extreme power of death, but Zhang Mi failed to grasp a trace of it.

Her face was extremely pale and haggard, but she was still insisting, and Wang Gang's words sounded in her mind all the time. In the battle of the lich, the shadows of countless dead demon clan Tianjiao kept flashing in her mind.

In the end, the demon clan was destroyed in the heavenly court and her brother was killed, but she couldn't do anything. Aside from endless sorrow, there is no ability to save a single youkai.

Later, the demon clan became the source of materials for the cultivator's refining weapon, until it was completely exterminated, and she could only watch, because her strength was not enough to compete with the Dao Sect that guarded the killer.

If she makes a move, it is likely that even she herself will fall into endless reincarnation, the demon clan serves her pseudo-demon venerable, and the human race is created by her own hands. But she could only watch the two races she loved, being played with by other saints.

In addition to sorrow in her heart, there is only sorrow, at that time, she hated her weakness, if her strength can overpower other saints, the two clans are likely to survive to this day.

In the countless years that followed, Zhang Mi worked hard, but because of the innate created heart, there was also her own strength attribute. Although her strength has improved greatly, compared to other saints, especially in terms of lethality, she is inferiorly inferior.

"No, I can't. I must master the power of death, the balance between creation and death, in order to open the path of heaven and man, and this time, I will not let history repeat itself. ”

"My demon clan is Tianjiao, and my brother needs the power of heaven and man to protect." Zhang Mi has an extremely resolute look. looked at the surrounding demon clans gathered because of the ten thousand demon sails, and the resolute color on his face was even worse.

"In this life, the demon clan will never be hegemonic, but my demon clan will never allow anyone to kill at will and become the raw material for other people's cultivation." Zhang Mi's heart is very firm, but the power of death on her body can't be controlled.

"Master, take a rest, the balance between the power of death and the power of creation, if it were so easy to master, you would have become a celestial man long ago."

"The path of heaven and man, since countless eons, only the achievements of Hongjun Patriarch and Ancestor Wu Houtu are not so simple." Destruction was expressionless, but the trace of worry in her eyes couldn't be concealed, and she had also recovered the memories of her previous life, and she had already understood the cause and effect between herself and Zhang Mi.

In her previous life, she was the instrument spirit that Zhang Mi spent countless years bringing from the destruction of the hydrangea of the enlightenment magic weapon, and in the era of Emperor Qin's reign against the sky and the destruction of the saints, she fell with Zhang Mi and reincarnated the true spirit.

But no matter in that reincarnation, she was silently guarding Zhang Mi's side and never left, when she really regained her memory, even if there were countless eras of family affection in it, she could only call Zhang Mi a master.

"I'm just the master's magic weapon, before I have no memory recovery, I can call the master's sister, but now, the master and I already know everything, I am not qualified to call the master's sister, I am just a machine spirit." This thought is imprinted in the soul of destruction, indelible.

"Destruction, how many times have I told you, call me sister, you are now a human being, not a magic weapon!" Zhang Mi had a headache, and after recovering her memory, no matter what she told, Destruction never called her sister again.

And every day with a small board. face, has been guarding his side, which made Zhang Mi extremely moved, but his heart was also destroyed and half angry.

"Master, I am your magic weapon, and I will always be, whether I become or not. Humanoid, but from the moment you conceived me, my destiny is to protect you, and it will always be so until I am completely destroyed. Destruction shook his head, an indelible affection in his eyes.

"Okay, you haven't closed your eyes for a year, although we don't need to sleep now, rest is very necessary, and you don't know my strength, the people who can hurt me in this world won't hurt me, and the people who want to kill me don't have the strength to kill me."

Looking at the vigilant look of destruction, Zhang Mi's heart ached, and for a whole year, when she comprehended the way of death, Destruction's eyes did not blink once.

"Master, this can't be done, you cultivate the power of death, but because you can't balance it, your strength has dropped a lot, and when you are in retreat, if you are disturbed, your previous efforts will be wasted, I must stay here." The short body is extremely determined, and the thoughts in his heart are unwavering.

"Since you call me master, then I will order you as the master to go and rest immediately!" Zhang Mi's face turned pale, and she said extremely sternly to the determined destruction.

"I'm not leaving!" In the cute big eyes, there is already some water, and the voice is also slightly trembling, and the destruction feels extremely sad, and I feel like I want to cry.

"I'm a machine spirit, I don't deserve to have feelings, I'm a destruction hydrangea, I'm the master's most powerful magic weapon, if I cry, then I'm even less worthy of being the master's magic weapon." Holding back the sourness and tears in his heart, he turned his head and turned his back to Zhang Mi, but he couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes.

In order not to let Zhang Mi find out, he activated his own ability to let the water droplets in his eyes be steamed dry in an instant. (To be continued.) )

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