PS: I stopped for three days, and I found that programmers are really not very suitable for writing novels, and when the project catches up with the schedule, there is no time at all, and now I am rushing to deliver the project on June 15, and I have been busy for 2 or 3 weeks, and I can't stop at all.

I saw in the comments that there was a saying that the protagonist drank poison and died, and it was over. Haha, although I'm already jumping on the plot to move forward, it's still too hasty. How can it be that the Demon Moon Monarch is angry, swings the fist of God, and destroys all people, demons, witches, demons, etc., including all the universe.

Haha, try to update it these days, and it should be normal after the 15th.

The canyon is deep and the cool breeze is gusting, and even if the sun is shining outside, it still seems that it cannot be baked into this land.

And in the depths of this deep canyon is where the main altar of the Heavenly Cult disciples is not very clear, it is such a mysterious and special place, there is not much popularity in Pingsuli, but today people and demons from all over the Kyushu Continent have gathered.

In contrast to the crowds outside the canyon, in the deepest part of the canyon, in a stone hall carved from the inside of the mountain, a man in his thirties sits on a high stone pedestal, with long hair tied up in a crown, a handsome face, and the lines on his face are particularly feminine. However, the most striking thing is the man's deep red eyes, as bright as rubies, and the seemingly calm eyes hide a deep tyranny.

Under the stone seat, more than a dozen warriors of different bodies and genders stood, all of them with a deep aura, but all of them revealed a tyrannical aura.

"Sect Master, the old immortal of the evil heaven has told the world about our main altar, and now the outside is full of strong people from all over Kyushu, the situation is very passive for us, why don't we avoid the limelight first?" said an old man who was short and thin, almost bare on the top of his head, with only a handful of curly hair hanging on it, said in a sharp voice.

The man above the stone seat turned his head to stare at the short and thin old man with a pair of crimson eyes, as if he was being targeted by an extremely hungry primeval beast, and he was so frightened that his body even trembled imperceptibly.

"I don't know what kind of calculation he has in the evil sky, he just wants to pull me, you, and the entire heavenly cult to bury him together. The man on the stone seat sat up straight, and a pair of crimson eyes scanned everyone, "But this time his calculation is probably going to fail, I want him to die!"

After the man's voice on the stone seat fell, the entire stone hall was silent, and everyone below looked down at each other, the expressions on their faces were unusually wonderful, with fear and hesitation, obviously no one really wanted to follow the man's madness.

"Why, you all want to rebel?" The man stood up from the stone seat, his voice cold, and a pair of bloody pupils flashing with the most primitive wildness.

"The subordinates don't dare!" Hearing this, the warriors below knelt down on one knee, buried their heads deeply, and said loudly.

The man looked down at the warriors who were kneeling down together, his heart was happy, and a smug and hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He knew that these people below were not really willing to die for themselves, but so what, they were far inferior in strength to themselves but they were planted with poisonous Gu by themselves, and if they didn't listen to their own words, they would die faster.

The man thought about it and slowly closed his eyes, and unconsciously his thoughts flew back to a few months ago, when he was still the first saint of the Heavenly Cult, the nominal righteous son of the Evil Heaven.

At that time, he came to a deep pool of ink in order to collect an elixir, and he received the news that the elixir grew under the inky pool in front of him, so he jumped down without hesitation, and searched aimlessly under the dark water.

Suddenly, he felt a dangerous aura coming from behind him, and before he could turn to see a flash of red light, which shot through his brow and rushed into the depths of his sea of consciousness.

In the sea of his divine consciousness, the red light distorted, and a humanoid shape with a single horn appeared.

Si Xing looked at the one-horned monster who suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness in front of him, with a cruel smile on his face, his heart was extremely nervous, and he shouted: "Who are you?!What do you want to do?!"

"Don't you think it's necessary to ask, little one?" said the unicorn sneered, "but since you've asked, I'll let you die." This king is the extraterritorial demon king Hadachi, who was severely injured by the damned natives when he attacked the Shenwu Continent 100,000 years ago, and almost died. Fortunately, this king is strong, and he has left a wisp of divine consciousness to sleep to this day. And the arrival of your little guy just woke up the king, and also sent the king a barely usable body. ”

"How is it possible? How can a wisp of divine consciousness survive for 100,000 years?!" Si Xing was completely shocked by the other party's words, and couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

"Now is not the time for you to be shocked, you should worry about how long you will live. The one-horned demon king Hada laughed, and before the punishment came to his senses, he exuded red blood light all over his body, and pounced on the center of the sea of knowledge of the punishment.

"No!" Si Xing quickly mobilized the power of all the divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness and crushed towards the demon king Hada Chi, but all his resistance was in vain, all the divine consciousness was devoured and digested by him when it touched the blood light around Hada Chi's body, and the divine consciousness power of Si Xing became weaker and weaker, while Hadachi's strength became stronger and stronger.

In less than a moment, Hada Chi almost wiped out the divine consciousness of the executioner, leaving only the last wisp of divine consciousness origin in the center of the sea of consciousness of the division.

"Little one, go well. Hada smiled creatically, pounced on the Divine Consciousness Origin of the Divine Consciousness of the Divine Consciousness Center of the Punishment Sea Center, opened his big mouth, and bit down violently.

For a moment, Si Xing felt that his divine consciousness had dissipated between heaven and earth, but he was so unwilling, he was angry, and subconsciously bit back at the other party.

"This ...... What is going on?!impossible!impossible!" The smugness in Hadachi's eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by endless horror, and he found that the punishment had begun to devour himself.

Under the constant struggle between the divine consciousness of the two and devouring each other, the divine consciousness of the two sides continued to fuse, shatter, and re-merge, and finally the divine consciousness of the two actually penetrated and mixed with each other, forming a new divine consciousness.

And at this moment, the punishment who was sinking in the deep pool of ink suddenly opened his eyes, and the originally black pupils became as red as blood, shooting out two blood-colored red rays under the ink-colored water. Perhaps, even he doesn't know who he really is.