An earth-shattering roar shook the entire bronze giant hall, endless demon blood churned, hundreds of millions of demon soldiers cheered, and the word 'demon' in the demon spring flowed boundless blood and killing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the question of the ancients, after the vicissitudes of the years.

What is a demon?

"All things in the world, hundreds of millions of living beings, who can become a demon?Yang Haogu, red dust ants, who is not a demon?" In the middle of the blood-red demon clan, Jun Qinghan laughed, "Demon, care about the heart!"

The heart is dyed with demonic thoughts, slaughtering the common people!

Thousands of years, kill it with your heart!

Only the power of the heart is endless, it can shake the vast ancients, slaughter the nine heavens, kill the heavens and see blood, and subvert the dust and dig out the nine yellow springs.

If you have the heart of becoming a demon, you are a demon......

Why is the devil?

"If you have a demon heart, you are a demon, and if you become a demon, you are happy", in the magic pool, Jun Qinghan's eyes were clear, and the blood flowing in his pupils became more and more scarlet and dazzling, making people unable to force their eyes.

"Devil, all your life is for the heart, and the heart is smooth!"

Demons are not for the people, not for the common people of the world, not for the eternal beings. Demons, contempt for life, contempt for kingship, contempt for the way of heaven. Demons, only for themselves, only for their families, only for their clansmen.

Demon!

In order to wipe out the resentment in his heart, he slaughtered 10,000 people, and the blood flowed like a river, which cares about the spring and autumn of the world, and the words of the world; for the sake of the race, for the sake of the family, he is also willing to sacrifice his life for righteousness, and go to Huangquan to pave the way ahead for future generations.

Demons, contempt for the ages, not afraid of the stench for thousands of years.

Everything in the devil is only to go with the heart, and to go with the heart is the avenue and the way to prosperity......

Why the devil?

If the Buddha doesn't cross me, I will become a demon!

The Word will not allow me. I'm a demon of my own!

There are three thousand avenues, and there is no place for me to stand, and I am a demon!

In the midst of hundreds of millions of demon blood, Jun Qinghan showed a desolate and crazy laugh, "Heaven does not allow me, I become a demon, the earth does not allow me, I become a demon, the common people do not allow me, I become a demon!"

The laughter was flamboyant, filled with endless arrogance, resounding in the hall:

"If I become a demon, there will be no Buddha in the world!"

"If I become a demon, I will kill all three thousand avenues and release one hundred thousand Shura!"

For the monstrous resentment, for the desolation of having nowhere to hide, for the sorrow and anger that accumulates like a lost dog. Heaven and earth forsake me, and swear to kill me. The common people abandoned me and slaughtered 100,000 mountains and rivers with blood!

The world slanders me, deceives me, insults me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, and deceives me.

I kill it, kill it, destroy it, slaughter it, kill it, kill it, kill it!

In the pitch-black and tumbling demon abyss, an endless desolate killing intent was revealed, and the blood-colored magic words in the bronze giant hall emitted an infinite roar, an infinite roar of grief and indignation.

Immortals are not immortals, kill!

Heaven is unkind, kill!

Don't allow me, become a demon, kill all mortals, kill all immortals, and never see a Buddha in the world!

The Demon Yuan roared, and in the dark waves, Jun Qinghan laughed loudly, and suddenly stood up from the Demon Pool, his whole body was pitch black, solid as steel, and full of shocking power.

"With my thoughts, gather my demon body!"

A hoarse voice sounded in the main hall, but at the moment when the voice sounded, everything was silent, and even the surrounding air became dead silent, leaving only Jun Qinghan's words, infinitely echoing in the bronze giant hall.

With my thoughts, gather my demon body!

Take my thoughts. Gather my demon body!

........................

At the same time as the voice was mighty, Jun Qinghan's whole body crackled, like the roar of a fierce beast, and Jun Qinghan's whole body flashed with pitch-black light, just like a thunder forging body.

Jun Qinghan's body became more and more pitch black, and he continued to strength, and between his gestures, there was a sound like a devil's roar, standing in the abyss, like a bronze tempered ancient magic tablet, like a hundred thousand rivers and mountains cast by molten iron!

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

In the Demon Abyss, hundreds of millions of demon blood set off stormy waves, tearing apart a hundred thousand voids. The crazy roar of the endless devil, the roar of joy, the roar of joy, "With my thoughts, gather my demon body!"

"Hahaha, worthy of being my Demon Dao Prince, worthy of being a descendant of my Demon Clan!"

In the bronze giant hall, the extremely penetrating voice of the Demon Venerable suddenly sounded, and it instantly entrenched in the bronze giant hall, "With my thoughts, gather my demon body......!" A good sentence to my thoughts, gather my demon body".

In the bronze giant hall, the laughter of the Demon Venerable suddenly became crazy:

"A thought becomes a demon...... It turned out to be a demon, hahaha...... What is the Demon Venerable? What is the Demon Venerable? I will forge a Demon Venerable. Killing, redemption, just a thought!"

In the demon abyss, Jun Qinghan's body was still changing, and infinite power seemed to be continuously injected into his body. However, there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of Jun Qinghan's mouth, and in the heart of the place, the blood was spurting!

"Prince...... You're too weak......" In the giant hall, the Demon Venerable's voice suddenly became gentle:

"You have comprehended the mystery of the devil and opened the door to the supreme demon path, but now your strength is too weak...... You have the most powerful mind of the Demon Dao, but your heart can't bear ......."

There was a trace of vicissitudes and sadness in the voice of the Demon Venerable, "Why, if you want to become a demon with one thought, your strength is really too weak...... Or not...... Or not...... For the continuation of my demon path, for the hatred of my demon race, I will forge a demon heart for you, trapped here for millions of years, I am also tired......"

Before the words fell, the demon abyss around Jun Qinghan rolled again, filled with the crying of hundreds of millions of demon soldiers, and finally turned into a shocking and sad voice:

"Demon Venerable!"

"Ah......" A long roar that shook the universe shook the bronze giant hall, and in the surging abyss, hundreds of millions of demon blood shook and moved, forming a long road, penetrating the bottom of the demon abyss.

The withered remains of the Demon Venerable that had been sitting for millions of years slowly shook.

With a long roar, the dead remains of the Demon Venerable left the ground and flew towards the top of the Demon Abyss, and the pitch-black robe hunted and flew in the corridor, like a bloody banner thousands of years ago, tearing and waving in the vast territory.

Around the corridor, the demon soldiers roared, condensing into an ancient war song, and the infinite killing machine shattered the nine heavens.

............

The Demon Venerable withered and appeared on the surface of the Demon Abyss, soaked in the blood of hundreds of millions of demons, facing Jun Qinghan!

Suddenly, the Demon Venerable turned around, his dark eyes looked at the unattainable staircase in the distance, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Heavenly Emperor Lao'er, it's been millions of years, I can't kill me, I can't kill you, even if you have three thousand inheritances under your seat? They are too compassionate, how can they understand the Immortal Dao? Now...... My demon clan has a heritage, and my demon path alone can slaughter three thousand of your seats...... Hahaha......"

In the mottled bronze hall, the Demon Venerable's crazy smile sounded. Suddenly, the dry bones shook, and he looked up at the huge hall above his head, "Heavenly Dao...... Heaven...... You have imprisoned me for thousands of years, you have slaughtered my demon clan, you have destroyed my descendants, you have acted in vain! Since you are unkind, one day my demon clan will let you kill the demon soldiers!"

The withered head hung stiffly, looking at the hundreds of millions of demon blood soaked in the body, and his voice suddenly became sad:

"My demon soldiers, we fight, we kill, our hands are full of sins, but we have a clear conscience, we kill the sky with our hearts. You have been with me for millions of years, bitter and tired. Now I'll take a step first, and I will be robed to help the prince and restore my demon clan!"

The demon abyss was churning, full of infinite sorrow and desolation, the waves were rolling, condensing the blood and tears of hundreds of millions of demon soldiers, and the demon venerable withered......

After a long time, the Demon Venerable turned around and faced Jun Qinghan. The robe was hunting, the hair was flying, a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on the face that was as clear as jade, and a hoarse voice sounded in Jun Qinghan's ears:

"Snow hate!"

"Kill the sky!"

"Raise your might!"

As soon as the words fell, the flesh and blood condensed by the Demon Venerable's whole body dried up in an instant, but in just three breaths, the robe was torn apart, and the skin and flesh were annihilated, leaving only a pitch-black skeleton, crystal like jade, and shining brightly!

"With my withered remains, gather the bones of the demon's heart, and with my soul, condense the blood of the demon's heart!"

In the mottled and desolate bronze giant hall, the last words of the Ancient Demon Venerable sounded, echoing in the main hall for a long time.

As soon as the hoarse voice fell, endless demonic energy emerged from the pitch-black dead remains. At the same time, the dead remains continued to shrink, more and more crystalline, more and more terrifying, but in just a few breaths, the dead remains of the Demon Venerable shrank to the size of no more than a heart.

The dead wreckage swirled, bursting out with the last trace of demonic energy, stirring up the majestic abyss......

The Demon Abyss was vast, and countless soul fragments poured out for a while, covering the Demon Venerable's withered remains, flowing with infinite mystical power, making the withered remains seem to come to life.

The Demon Venerable's dead remains moved like lightning in the void, making a roaring sound, and with a bang, it rushed into Jun Qinghan's heart......