The Sky Fox clan has a difficult practice.

After a hundred years of condensing one tail, and after nine demon tails, a thousand-year-old demon body will be achieved.

After that, for a long time, a fox fire was born in a thousand years.

Seven fox fires, seven thousand years old.

At the bottom of the Ping Demon Judicial Position, the Sky Fox named "Jia Luo" was left with an empty skeleton.

The red-gauze woman pounced.

Yellow sand swept through.

She leaned over the head of the sky fox, her fingers rubbing the forehead of the sky fox, the huge bones, and let out a slight but continuous tremor.

Garo maintained a posture of looking up at the moon, his eyes were dark, and seven faint fox fires surrounded the body of his dead master...... They are the result of Garo's life's work.

After the magic circle was opened, the yellow sand poured down, the air poured into the ground, and the bones of the sky fox made a crisp clicking and shattering sound, starting from the cervical coccyx, weathering, shattering, and falling all the way.

The red-gauze woman fell to the ground, clutching only a puddle of dust.

In Ah Chun's mind, it was the scene of purple lotus flowers flying on the small barren mountain in the north that day.

The old gentleman said to himself.

"It might be painful to know the ending, are you sure you want to try?"

Finale...... Finale......

It turns out that the Cascade Spring is not the end.

Here it is.

The woman's eyes were red and bloodshot, her expression was pale, and she stumbled to her knees in the yellow sand.

The body of the demon fox was shattered, and among the wind, sand and dust in the sky, the seven swaying fox fires exuded a warm light.

A deep voice rang out.

"Ah Chun...... You're back......"

The bones of the sky fox were shattered into ashes and swept up by the wind.

Jia Luo's divine thoughts before his death swayed and fluctuated in the fox fire, and the seven fox fires overflowed.

In the yellow sand, two pairs of narrow eyes slowly opened.

The face of the demon fox was full of tiredness, and this wisp of spirit had been sealed under the yellow sand for a long time.

He chuckled softly, "See you again." ”

The woman in the red gauze stretched out a hand, trembling in front of her chest, and pulled out the empty bag, which was cut by the sword of the envoy of the Ping Demon Division, sewn and mended, and was dragged away by the wind at this moment, and swept towards the distant sky in an instant.

Garo said that the next time we met, she would know what that gift was......

It's not just wisdom.

It's not just a "life" under a small waterfall that comes back to life.

The sound of the air flowing in the wind and sand.

"It's a pleasure to see you again...... But can't be with you...... Leave Yumen ......"

Sky Fox's voice was intermittent.

Sometimes it's big and sometimes it's small.

As he said this, a fox fire shattered.

If the demon body dies, the fox fire will disperse.

Jia Luo was imprisoned and pressed under the Jade Gate, and he didn't know how to stay with such a sentence, he lost his skin and blood, and the only thing left was these seven flames, as the carrier of his soul.

Word for word.

"Here...... I left you the last gift......"

In the wind and sand, the thin figure that had stood on the yellow sand and looked at all living beings, relying on the last flames, condensed the body of the demon monarch, and the thin figure slowly squatted down, gently embracing the red-gauzed woman, cheek to cheek, where the face was close, there was constantly sand and dust scattering.

"I remember that on the other side of the sea of stars, it was the home of all the demons...... I was born on the other side of the ocean before I enlightened......"

"The place of birth and rest...... It's a pity I can't...... Can't go back again......"

The thin figure made a dry sound in his throat.

He looked up suddenly, looked at the "black-robed young man" standing at the end of the sand and dust waterfall, and said with a smile: "King Lionheart...... The breath on your body...... Did you really succeed in ascending to the True Dragon Throne of the Great Sui?"

Tsing Yi Pei annoyed with a complicated expression.

Liu Shiyi looked at Ning Yi with a hint of silence in his eyes.

Ning Yi, whose voice was obviously hoarse, was condescending, his sleeve robe surging in the wind, and said three words calmly.

"It's all the same. ”

The piece of divine crystallization in the divine pool, dissolved a small part, and the frozen divinity, swirling in the divine pool, was the sum of Ning Yi's condensation results in the past few months, the essence of the northern lionheart king, the profound and terrifying heritage.

Now the divine pool in the White Bone Plain, the divinity has been squeezed to the extreme, and the water of the boiling pond is shining, and Ning Yi urgently needs to break through a realm in order to expand the divine pool.

If this majestic divinity can be infused into the sword bone, then the sword qi will be unsheathed...... What kind of lethality it will cause, Ning Yi can't imagine it.

Cao Ran, who visited Tiandu at that time, put it to this day, and then take this sword...... There's a good chance the ending will be very different.

The Lionheart King's cultivation realm is much higher than that Demon Monarch Jialuo.

Garo has been imprisoned underground for 2,000 years, and now that his bones have weathered, his soul has only time to say a few words.

The skeleton that was gradually turning back and being intercepted and thrown away did not leave a relic like a "divine crystal".

Lionheart is different.

The crystallization of divinity after thawing and thawing contains the will and emotions left by the king before his death.

Standing on the edge of the sand, the black-robed young man with the sand constantly rolling down the soles of his feet, carrying his hands behind his back, already exuding a sense of vicissitudes of time.

He looked at the thin figure in the ground and said, "Garo...... Your life is over, leaving only a wisp of remnants. Reduced to this, do you want to insist on sending this little demon away from the Great Sui?"

The red-gauze woman who knelt in the yellow sand and hugged the Garo Demon Monarch with her face was shocked.

She looked at Garo in disbelief.

Leaving the Great Sui ...... What does that mean?

The demon monarch gently hugged the woman in his arms, patted his shoulder lightly with his palm, and signaled that everything was okay with gentle eyes.

He raised his head slowly, looked at "Ning Yi", and said softly, "I want to give her a real hometown." ”

The black-robed young man with an old voice shook his head and said categorically: "There is a Great Wall in the north of the Great Sui, which is a heavenly moat, you can't do it." ”

"I really can't. ”

Jia Luo smiled, he lowered his eyebrows, took his fingertips, and gently wiped them over Ah Chun's eyebrows.

In Ah Chun's stunned and stunned eyes, the seven fox fires that were about to break, one after another, swept into her eyebrows, like jade porcelain, and her forehead bloomed one after another, seven bewitching and bright fires bloomed one after another...... This is the entire power that the Seven Thousand Year Demon Monarch has accumulated so far.

Lionheart is right, the Great Sui has the Great Wall in the north, which is an insurmountable moat.

Since the Lionheart King won the war with the demon clan, for two thousand years, the Great Wall in the north of the Great Sui has been guarded by an extremely powerful cultivator, the first is the Lionheart King himself, and the defender of the Northern Long Town twenty years ago is the sword saint Pei Min, and now it is ...... is Pei Min's big disciple "Shen Yuanjun".

Even the Demon Monarch Jialuo, now in his heyday, reveals the true body of the nine-tailed heavenly fox, with seven thousand years of cultivation and Taoism, standing at the head of the Great Wall in the north.

Successive Townsholders, no matter which one they are, can re-suppress him.

However...... His soul was gone, and it wouldn't be long before he was completely gone.

He can't do without Da Sui.

And the woman he was going to send away was not a sky fox.

Rather, it is a short-spiked willow.

The most tenacious and lonely creatures in the desert.

Ah Chun looked at Jia Luo's fingertips in a daze, and the point fell on the center of his eyebrows, the red yarn was blown away by the wind, the yellow sand burst up, the woman sitting in the yellow sand, bare as white as mutton fat, her body, little by little with the wind and sand, the edge is no longer the human form that has been condensed from painstaking condensation, the broken catkins, the soft branches, all turned into golden soft light, flying out.

Her demon body regressed little by little......

The woman's naked body feathered in the wind and sand gradually became transparent, and the red glow in the center of her eyebrows became brighter and more eye-catching.

It was a seed fluttering in the wind.

It is the appearance when she came to Yumen, before she enlightened, never grown, and never took root.

It is the most primitive appearance of her life.

A sky fox can't cross the vast and long Great Wall moat in the north.

But a seed can cross the boundless sea.

"Ah Chun, do you like the gift I gave you?"

In the wind and sand, Demon Monarch Jia Luo laughed softly: "I gave you all my cultivation and flew to the sea in the north...... The Great Wall of the North can't stop you...... It's my hometown, the hometown of all demons...... There will be no more humans hunting the Wraiths...... No more blood...... There will be no more hatred and sorrow ......"

The woman with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, her face became blurred, her expression became eager, she rushed forward, and she could no longer hold the flying sand.

Ah Chun lowered his head and looked at his limbs in a daze, disappearing and weathering little by little.

The power of the demon monarch turned her back into a seed, and at this moment, the human form of the void will not last long before it will completely fly away.

Ah Chun's human form, stumbling, stood up, and in the process of standing, inch by inch turned into ashes.

That immature seed, which stored the mind of the demon monarch, was blown up by the wind.

The wind and sand were so strong that they lost their traces in an instant.

The faint sand whimpered.

The Demon Monarch stood up, he looked at the "Lionheart King" calmly, and said, "I still have the last bit of strength left, if you insist on blocking it, then I will fight to the death regardless of the cost." ”

"Black-robed Ning Yi" laughed lightly and said, "Ridiculous...... You are 'dead', how can you fight to the death with this king?"

The Demon Monarch's face was expressionless.

The last thought of the "Lionheart King" said indifferently: "If it really turns into a humble seed, it can certainly fly across the sea...... The question is, does she really want to go to the other side of the sea?"

The Demon Monarch was stunned.

He looked up.

In the yellow sand in the distance.

A seed, tossed by the wind, goes and returns.

Fell in the Yumen desert and sank into the yellow sand.

Lionheart's thoughts dissipated.

Ning Yi's expression was complicated, looking at the demon monarch who was not long before he dissipated.

The look on the demon monarch's face couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness.

He lowered his eyebrows and smiled to himself.

"Original...... That's right. ”