Insufficient was driving Fayun at a gallop, and suddenly the pain of emptiness in his heart rose, and he was startled, and he almost fell off the cloud.

"Huh, how?"

The person who was not surprised paused, quietly thought carefully on Liyun's head, and did not know the essentials, so he shook his head and galloped towards the military camp on the ancestor side. At this moment, suddenly the day between heaven and earth gradually became thicker! Although the purple sun was still in shape, it was faintly colored like a star. The stars in the sky are clear, shining and shining, dotted in the sky, like crystal clear gems in a purple background.

"Ah, does Ling'er finally want to demonize its body?"

The pain of less than five is more painful than Coptis chinensis! It slowly descended the clouds, stood in a daze, on the cliff of a canyon, without desire and thought, and knew that the sea was blank. At that time, it was not enough to rather Ling'er send Wan Xiu to chase and kill, rather than demonize its body, and finally become the demonic master of killing and lose its delicate softness and strong affection!

Annihilation, its vast and boundless universe is all shrouded in this night!

Destroying the world, all its innumerable demon cultivators prostrate on the earth, and praise in their mouths:

"Holy Lord, I am the co-lord of the world of destruction, and your people are respectful to you!

The prayers that roared through the billions of demon realms were all from the heart. The pious old demon cultivator fell to the ground and cried, and his voice shook the sky!

In the secret land of Jinsha Domain, the ancestor issued an urgent edict:

"Rush to besiege, conquer the secret place of the Holy Lord's Heavenly Palace, and behead it!"

The three armies moved violently and attacked fiercely day and night. And its commander Jingshi Na Fu formed a secret army of Great Demon Cultivation. It's called the God of Gamblers team. There are two small dragons leading the way to attack the residence of the co-master of the Holy Lord's Heavenly Palace and Demon Realm.

Secret place.

The blood and tears in the corners of Ling'er's eyes gradually dried up, and her face gradually became cold and beautiful, and the nobility and incomprehensibility achieved by such amazing beauty and coldness made the major cultivators around her frightened and dared not look at it. Shadows flickered, coming from the emptiness, just flashing and rushing up, clinging to Ling'er's body, disappearing, as if blending into it, growing on his body. The shadows are of different shapes. There are all kinds of forms. Countless appearances, what is the shape of the cover, what is the shape of it, and what is the appearance of the living things of the family. What is his appearance? Humanoid beasts, insects and birds, gold, stones, plants and trees, square and round and flat are all there! Inside and outside the Three Realms, there are no forms? There are ten thousand states in the world, and there are ten thousand appearances. Hundreds of millions of spirits returned, and gradually, the face of that spirit was cold and bright, and there was no longer a trace of loosening! He slowly sat on the administrative hall of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and said:

"In my last life, you have followed me for many years, worked hard and made great achievements, gave you the Heavenly Demon Order, ordered the Quartet, and from this time on, pacify the civil strife!"

"Yes!

The deceased took the token and led the troops away. Ling'er in the main hall suddenly snorted coldly and said:

"Those two little dragons, you can't wait for the disciples of my brother, and the little Fa can dare to run rampant?

With such a word, the two little dragons were tied up and fell straight down the clouds. A group of great demon corrections were waiting for an opportunity to attack in the sky, and suddenly a majestic and unstoppable voice came from their hearts:

"And all my people, if you dare to rebel against the Lord, go to death!"

There were 10,000 great demon cultivators on that cloud head, without exception, who fell off the cloud head one after another! Their Hun Body Dharma was completely lost, as if they were ordinary people falling in the void, and they all fell into a pile of minced meat, and died a tragic death!

At this time, the army before the pure world had already conquered the Great Heavenly Palace, and there was not an inch left in the forward. The billowing smoke and dust showed that the Great Demon Heavenly Palace had been attacked!

On the side of the ancestors, everyone was overjoyed!

"Hmph! You and the others don't want to be the master, but they are asking for their own death!"

With such a word, the hundreds of thousands of armies could be wiped out. Even its body decays rapidly, leaving no trace. Then the communist master walked out of the Great Heavenly Palace alone, took his own army of 100,000 troops, and went away.

The armies of the two sides confronted each other in the Heavenly Demon Domain. Ling'er, the co-master of the Destruction Realm, stood firmly on the Ten Thousand Holy Lotus, and said loudly:

"If you regret it now, you will cut off one of your arms and become a slave in the realm!

How could the army of the ancestors be able to bluff those with a few words! Regardless of the crowd, the generals and others all followed the orders of the former army commander Jingshi and marched forward to attack. At this moment, the Holy Demon Domain suddenly collapsed, and hundreds of millions of Demon Family soldiers were killed. There are no more than a thousand fugitives.

The net world has suffered a miserable defeat!

The news of the death of hundreds of millions of demons spread all over the world, and the ruthlessness of the co-master of the Destruction Realm reverted into terror, quietly permeating the Destruction Realm!

It was when the Demon Dao City, the big city of the Demon Dao Domain, sent a million demon soldiers to reinforce the boss of the ancestor's side, Jing Shi, who was not enough, but he sat on the pavilion of a brothel like a lost soul, eating flowers and wine.

"Master, or the slave family is waiting for you to sleep, right?"

"Well, you sleep on your own, don't pay attention to a certain family. ”

"Or maybe the slave family plays a song to dispel the uncle's sorrows?"

"Hmm!"

He nodded his head indiscriminately and poured the wine in his mouth. Poor, its magical powers are vast, where is the wine can paralyze the person. It's just a chat to comfort the lost and wounded heart.

Ding Ding Dong

The prostitute stretched her soft fingers and played the guqin. It is a song of "Red Dust" that is often found in brothels, and there is nothing wonderful about it, and its piano skills are also general, but it is ringing and dingdong.

The inadequacy suddenly burst into tears.

"Ling'er! From now on, there is no Ling'er in the world! The devil is your name!

The sorrow of not enough to cry startled the prostitute woman. He paused for the sound of the piano and said hurriedly:

"Master, how can this be? Don't frighten the slave family!"

"My lady is gone!"

It wasn't enough to cry, just a mumbling in the name of Ling'er.

He cried miserably, even the prostitute beside him couldn't bear it, and accompanied him to shed tears.

In the hall of the brothel, several benefactors were eating and drinking, and when they heard their crying, they all laughed, and one of them said:

"Crying? Well, this place is a good place to go! After calling Sister Yao'er a mother, there will be someone who cares for you. ”

"Hahaha, Brother Chen is so knowledgeable!"

One of them is a big sycophant.

"Hey, the one next door, we're here to get it for a thrill!

"Ouch, uncle. There are people who seek joy like the uncle, and there are also those who cry like the brother over there, as long as the silver is enough, this place is the favorite home of the uncle!"

"Well, that's what I'm saying! Come on, beauty, don't run, let my brother be fragrant. ”

"Well, that's so nasty!"

All of a sudden, the sound of lewd screams and profanity was loud. When several benefactors downstairs heard these words, they suddenly laughed.

But he said that he couldn't cry hard, and suddenly stopped, grabbed the kiln sister's guqin, looked at it carefully, and said:

"But it's a good piano! A certain family taught my family Ling'er to play the piano, and he was naughty and naughty, so he had no choice but to be blessed by Taoism. Now the guqin is far away, Ling'er is no more, where is a certain family going?"

Then he took the guqin of the sister, cast a spell, made it float in front of him, closed his eyes, rolled off his face of jade beads, sighed, plucked the strings, and a song "Return" swung out, resounding in this courtyard. This song is not enough to improvise on the upper floor of Wanhua in the Fire Demon Domain, and later named it "Return". The shouting suddenly stopped, and the sound of eating and drinking was also quiet and silent. Several doors opened, and the disheveled benefactor and sister all stood on the corridor on the second and third floors and watched the ground. The sound of the piano was tactful, and the little affection in the sleeping place in the hearts of the people was warm, and Shuxiu sighed silently. There were even a group of sisters who sobbed softly.

At the end of the song, the sister who was not enough to be on her side said softly:

"Master, let's play another song!"

It was not enough to look at the purple clear sky outside the window, and suddenly lowered his head. A little lightly, the strings are leisurely, as if to express endless worries! As if whispering tenderly, whispering softly, the tune of the piano gradually rises, as if it is lost, and when the heart is discouraged, it suddenly realizes that it is the most reasonable. Then the sound of the piano lingered, as if he was alone and talking to himself, right to the emptiness, right to the soft wind, right to the ethereal thoughts, just like this, fade away forever (to be continued......