Knowing that he was the reincarnation of Sha Wujing, the messenger of the Pure Altar, made Sha Oak feel that his life was ridiculous.

In the first half of his life, he had been suffering because he was a physical immortal fetus who had fallen into the mortal world. Now he was told that he was the reincarnation of Sha Wujing, and that he was the chosen son of God who was going to the West Heaven to seek the true scriptures and save the world.

Isn't this the most ridiculous joke in the world?

He himself is trapped in the mud feet, he is too busy to take care of himself, and it is difficult to protect himself, let alone save the common people, not to mention that the people of the world bear him so much.

All the power belonging to Sha Wujing emanated from his body, turning into dots of light, floating around, and finally dissipating.

Except for the warmth at the center of his eyebrows, Sha Li didn't want to give up, without Sha Wujing's mana, there was the only connection between him and Tang Sanqing.

When the point of light finally dissipated, the skeletal faces of the six monkeys behind him suddenly all turned into smiling faces, imprinted gloomily behind him.

Sand Oak felt that his body was instantly filled with powerful and evil dark power, and the abundant power almost broke through his body.

He was about to lose control of himself, but the six monkey demons were still pumping evil power to him, was that what they were for?

They want to control the body of the sand oak, and having a body that is both immortal and demonic is something they dream of.

Impossible, the sand oak bit his thumb, and the red blood flowed out, and he put the blood in the center of his eyebrows, and the blood instantly entered the skin, leaving only a red dot in the center of the eyebrows.

The restless black power finally quieted down, and Quercus's body was now full of abundant power. What he just did was to seal the last power that belonged to Sha Wujing in the center of his eyebrows, which connected the various centers and could maintain the balance between him and the dark forces.

The faces of the six monkey demons returned to their original appearance, as if nothing had happened just now, and their voices disappeared and no longer appeared.

Sand Oak closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the white clothes on his body instantly turned into black, and a black half-face mask appeared out of thin air on his pale face. The boy who came from the dark night left cold footprints everywhere he went.

The time that the sand oak is trapped in the dark world is only a few seconds in reality.

Wu Qinian and the vine tree demon were still in the afterglow of joy, pondering how to take Tang Sanqing's corpse out of the ice.

At this time, the sky outside was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the already dim palace was even more invisible.

But both the vine tree demon and Wu Qinian have long been accustomed to surviving in the dark, and only the darkness can make them feel at ease, and the darkness cannot block their vision.

To their discomfort, a powerful force suddenly appeared out of thin air, much more evil than they did.

No matter what kind of demons and monsters, in the face of absolute power, they can only surrender.

The vine tree demon couldn't believe that there would be a demon more powerful than him in the country of Wusi Tibet, if there were, it could only be the six in the quicksand river, but it shouldn't be possible......

It allowed Wu Qinian to put his original body on the ground, and instantly formed a towering vine tree, piercing through the roof of the palace and pointing straight to the clouds, "Who are you?" ”

"If you want to know, let you see it clearly......" The cold tone was more piercing than the frost of the early hours of the cold night, with outright hatred.

In the next second, a huge black shock wave came from the front, and everything around it was crushed into dust, forming a huge mushroom cloud, and the sound wave shook the heavens and the earth.

When all the dust and smoke dispersed, accompanied by Wu Qinian's screams, the vine tree demon looked at it, and the blood corpse could not see the sun. Fang Cai's blow was amazing, and there was no way to avoid it, which caused Wu Qinian to almost be wiped out under the blow.

The vine tree demon didn't feel sorry, Wu Qinian's role had almost been played, and as the price of becoming a pawn under it, it allowed Wu Qinian to survive in this world for fifteen more years, and he had already done his best.

But now the focus is on who exactly is Fang Cai's voice?

Tang Sanqing was well protected in the ice, it was not worried, as long as the trouble in front of it was solved, all the efforts it had made over the years were not in vain.

Finally, in a thick smoke, a slender figure slowly appeared, and it looked at him in shock: "Sha Zhan, you are not dead yet?" ”

Sand Oak approached slowly, his skin as pale as snow in a black coat, and his long black hair scattered behind him swayed wildly in the wind, like the silent roar of a demon in purgatory.

Every step he took was silent, but every step was filled with hatred.

The previous sand oak was a struggling duckweed in the bloody wind and rain, drifting, climbing up with bare hands on the desperate cliffs, and the slightest carelessness was the result of broken bones.

The reborn sand oak is the maker of all the bloody storms, turning clouds and rain in his hands, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains, and the fragile life in his hands, like gently crushing the small ants.

Seeing this, the vine tree demon was not afraid to laugh, how ridiculous and ridiculous, the chosen son who could save the world in legend is now like a demon crawling out of the underworld, bloodthirsty as life.

It has a great sense of accomplishment, because both the sand oak in the past and the sand cham in the present are its most successful works.

"Sha Zhan, I'm so happy, welcome you to be a new part of our demon world, you are really my most successful work." The vine tree demon laughed proudly and arrogantly.

On the black half-face mask, the face of the evil ghost was painted, which formed a huge contrast with the delicate lower half of his face. Once the mask was put on his face, Quercus's heart was incomparably calm and indifferent, and nothing could cause him to feel emotionally turbulent.

The same black vortex appeared on his hand, growing larger and larger, and anything that was inhaled into it would be reduced to nothingness, and even the soul could not escape.

In the next second, Wu Qinian was sucked by the whirlpool in his hand, and the other hand was wrapped in a transparent membrane, reaching into its heart, digging out the seven-trick exquisite heart that was still beating.

After the sand oak took the heart of his own, the dying Wu Qinian was thrown into the black whirlpool, leaving nothing.

The vine tree demon has a foundation of thousands of years, so it can only dodge that blow, and this time it is absolutely impossible to let it go again, so that everything will come to an end.

It seems to recognize its final outcome and does not struggle, perhaps it may be that its purpose has been achieved, its wish has been fulfilled, and there is no longer any concern.

The spirit cultivated by the vine tree is rarely good at fighting, and this vine tree has long been cultivated to the state that the body can move around at will, and it must have experienced thousands of years of hard cultivation.

All the cultivation disappeared in one blow, and the king was defeated overnight, and it changed in an instant.

"Sha Wujing must not have thought that his descendants would be completely degenerated, and finally become a demon, you will still be a puppet monster to be manipulated in the end, this is the fate of your life. Look at what kind of lies those sanctimonious hypocrites in the sky will use to explain your existence to the world, hahahaha......"

As the vine tree demonized into nothingness, its sly and sinister laughter echoed through the land for a long time.

In just a few hours, the small country of Usi Tibetan has experienced too much turmoil. The palace collapsed, the people flowed, the flood entered the city, and the earth shook and the mountains shook...... In the blink of an eye, corpses were everywhere, and the whitewashed peace of the past disappeared at this moment.

The screams and cries for help of the people were endless, but Quercus didn't care, he didn't care what the country would become, what he wouldn't become, what the world would become......

All he cared about was Tang Sanqing, who was buried under the stone pillars and bricks, but fortunately, the ice crystals were strong enough and were still intact after that fierce fight.

He was like caressing Tang Sanqing's delicate and greasy skin through the cold ice, carefully brushing away the little dust on it, and he asked, "The vine tree demon and Wu Qinian are both dead, how can we save him?" ”

There was no one around, and the sand oak asked about the six monkey demons on his back, and suddenly, the monkey demons let out a heart-wrenching laugh, giggling, and grim.

Suddenly, a grinning skeletal face appeared on the back of Sandoak's hand, and he immediately swung it away, and his pale skin suddenly turned red and purple.

The skeletal face vanished, but appeared on the palm of his other hand, and at the same time, through the reflection of the cold ice, Sand Oak saw an eerie skeletal face on his face.

["Wu Qinian is finally dead......"

"How many years have we waited?"

"I can't remember exactly, but the royal lineage will be over in the year of Wuqi, and our seal will be completely lifted. As long as we get rid of this kid, we will be completely liberated......"

"Boy, are you a little confused?"

"Then let me explain, I can't remember when, we were sealed at the bottom of the quicksand river, as long as there is the existence of the royal Wu clan, our seal cannot be lifted, so we are cursing this country and this land day and night......"

"Every emperor has been in office for more than ten years, and thanks to us, everyone in the Wu family has passed the addiction of being an emperor."

"First of all, let me declare, that little demon of the vine tree is not our person, if it weren't for it, we wouldn't have been sealed for more than ten years......]

Quercus listened to their conversation and knew in his heart that the world was full of lies and betrayals, and that there were no permanent enemies, only temporary allies.

He didn't care about the intrigues of the monkey demons, even if he was lying himself.

What he wanted had always been very simple, he used to want to have an existence that treated him sincerely, and now he wanted Tang Sanqing to come back to life, other than that, everything didn't matter.

"You want my body, I can give it to you, as long as you help me resurrect Tang Sanqing, and then I will dispose of it with you."

From the age of six, when Tang Sanqing was by his side, he planted a seed in his heart; When they met again at the age of sixteen, the seeds had already taken root and sprouted into beautiful flowers; Reunited at the age of twenty-one, Quercus finally understands that she exists to meet him.

It's a pity that they are like the flowers and leaves of the flowers on the other side of the Lechuan River, Tang Sanqing is a flower, he is a leaf, the leaves fall and the flowers bloom, the flowers fall and the leaves are hairy, open for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, life is wrong, never see each other......

The monkey demons were silent for a second, as if they were thinking, and then replied.

["It's not impossible to save Tang Sanqing, it's just that it's more difficult. ”

"He probably had a ban on him when he was born, in order to prevent the demons and monsters on the way to the west from really eating his flesh, immortality, boundless mana, and a scourge to the world......"

"This thousand-year-old ice naturally can't be melted by ordinary methods."

"However, according to legend, in the Nine Heavens, there is a Taishang Laojun, who has a gossip furnace and has refined many top-level immortal equipment......"

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