No one knows about the past of Xian Ying.

She outlived everyone present.

In the hundreds of years before today, Xian Yu had never doubted her past, she was a natural cultivator, like an ice lotus held out of the mire, but unlike a fairy like Lu Shu, she was born with blood that could not be wiped away, which was the killing intent she brought out of hell.

Her life is perfect, gathering qi, condensing pills, breaking the realm, and becoming an immortal in one go.

As early as more than 300 years ago, she reached the apex of the True Kingdom Monk, and if she wants to go any further, it is to break through the limits of human beings and climb the spiral ladder of living evolution to become king.

This is the path to becoming a god, and the immortal invitation has written it into his fate.

But......

"You're crazy." Xian Yin repeated.

Chu Lu didn't argue anymore, she raised her pierced right hand, stretched out it in front of Xian Yin, and said coldly: "Hold my hand, I'll show you your past, you...... Do you dare? ”

Xian Yu looked at the bloody hand.

Everyone looked at the bloody hand.

The development of events has long been deviated from everyone's expectations.

People are very keen to discuss those mysterious big people, and Xian Invite is one of the most dazzling, there are countless rumors about her, no one has ever really discussed the authenticity of the rumors, but at this moment, this girl who does not know the height of the sky and the height of the earth, but stretched out her hand violently, as if to put a coffin on everything.

Immortal Invitation was silent.

"You're going to hold my hand." Chu Lu said to her.

"Why?" The fairy asked.

"Sister, although you seem to be an otherworldly immortal, you rebel against your family, rebel against your bloodline, and disdain all mortal spirit fights, but you still hope that you are perfect in the eyes of the world, so you will deliberately revise your past, and now, so many people are watching you, whether it is true or not, you must hold my hand."

Chu Lu's voice was very weak, every time she said a word, she had to gasp for a long time, as if she was about to faint at any time, and the fingers she handed out were also trembling, "Grab my hand, grab it, I'll take the real you...... Give it back to you. ”

Immortal invited to look at the huge ring-shaped building that was full.

She is an immortal, but the eyes of all the people have drawn back to the world, of course she can refute Chu Lu, saying that she has never been burdened by false fame, but ......

She found that she couldn't just walk away, and she hated such hesitation.

"Back then, I shouldn't have let that old woman give birth to you, and an old arithmetic told me at that time, saying that you were my destiny, but I didn't believe it."

Immortal invited to say this, but he raised his sleeves, slowly grabbed Chu Lu's hand, and held it.

No one knew what Xian Invite saw.

All one can see is the image of the sisters, who are of a disparity in age, holding their hands in a pool of blood, and years later, people may still give this scene the name of 'warmth'.

But now, on the cheeks of the immortal invite, there is only coldness.

The Spiritual Root of Remembrance was like a breeze, blowing away the dust that shrouded the memory, revealing its clear original appearance, and the immortal invited to stare at it, as if staring at another person's past, until 'that person' was grooming in the mirror, and she realized through the second-order virtual image in the mirror that this was herself.

She was born into a large family, and when she was a child, she was taught many things, including knowledge and etiquette, but there was no practice, which seemed to be taboo to her.

The reason why she was not allowed to practice was very simple, at that time, the resources for cultivation were extremely scarce, and the family could only cultivate two or three top monks with the strength of the whole clan, and her background was not dazzling in the family, so it was impossible to get the resources of cultivation.

On the contrary, she was a resource, and she knew at a very young age that after the age of sixteen, she would be sent to Snow World City to be a concubine for that lustful city lord, in exchange for a large amount of family benefits for others to practice.

She didn't want to live like this.

It was all filled with a laughing familiarity, not because she remembered the past, but because, such a life, she had seen not so long ago—in the first heron.

Unlike her, she didn't make a decision until her sixteenth birthday, and Hatsuru was three years ahead of her.

The birthday banquet was brilliantly lit.

She knelt behind the respected old immortal master, kowtowing to the point where her head was bleeding.

"You have a double spiritual root, and you have been able to survive until now only because you have not cultivated the Dao, once you embark on the path of cultivation, sooner or later you will go crazy." The old immortal master said.

"If I'm not crazy, can I get out of the way that makes me different?" The fairy asked.

"Throughout the ages, no one has been able to withstand the Twin Spirit Roots." The old immortal master said.

"I'll be the first."

Xian Yan lifted her face, blood dripping from her forehead, staining the corners of her lips red.

The old immortal master did not express his position.

The family chased out from inside, the disloyal and unfilial scolding was harsh, she followed behind the old immortal master, did not look back, many years later, when she returned, the abuse of the year has become a praise, the whole family is prostrate at her feet.

So, when did memories start to change?

"It's the Twin Spirit Roots."

Chu Lu seemed to hear her heart, and said slowly.

Pictures of memories emerge.

Xian Invite remembered.

The reason why people can't control the dual spiritual roots is because the spiritual roots can only parasitize on one consciousness, and the dual spiritual roots will snatch the control of consciousness and eventually tear the spirit apart.

In order to fight against the Twin Spirit Roots, Xian Yu used her powerful spiritual power to imagine another life and make it into a false self.

The spiritual root of the flower is parasitic in this false self, and it has not seen through the tricks of the immortals.

As a result, in the memory of Xian Invite, there are two completely different lives.

This process sounds simple, but it took nearly a hundred years for Xian Ying, and the pain and struggle in it are indescribable, and she was once on the verge of losing control, and she was in danger.

Over time, she herself couldn't tell which paragraph was true and which one was false.

She chose to memorize one of them.

Today, Hatsulu told her that you were mistaken.

"I forgot it myself, why do you remember?"

The thirteen-year-old Xian Invite has not yet begun to practice, but is just a girl who has lived in the boudoir for a long time, occasionally taking out the chivalrous book hidden under the pillow, and imagining in her dream that she rides a white lion and kills the snow disaster beast. In that case, she can't be the opponent of Chu Lu.

Xian Yu raised his head.

Clouds bluer than the sky slipped past her eyes, and the sun's color grew redder, lighting up the twilight.

It stands to reason that the Thirteen Spirit Sect Trial Dao Meeting is about to come to an end.

But it was her failure as a curtain call.

"You won." Xian Invite said.

There was silence.

No one dared to rejoice in the defeat of the goddess.

No matter what past she has, she will not shake her current position.

Chu Lu wanted to smile, but she couldn't move her expression, she didn't think about what to ask of her sister, the pleasure of the miraculous victory was enough to satisfy her.

Then.

Brass-colored birds flew past her again.

In the confused eyes of the immortal invitation, a trace of coldness suddenly appeared.

"The Prisoner King?"

Immortal invitation recognizes it, just a servant raised by the prison king, the past Lingzong will say, the lustful prison king will always come to the venue, and then he will write a list to rank the appearance of this newcomer.

Strangely, this time he did not come.

Immortal invited didn't care if he came or not, but today, she was in a low mood, so the yellow eagle that flew over the sky repeatedly provoked her unwarranted anger.

She stretched out her left hand and pointed it to the sky, trying to kill the yellow eagle.

"The goddess spares her life, the goddess spares her life, I'll go!" Yellow Eagle screamed in fright.

A flower blooms in front of it, wrapping it up.

When the yellow eagle fell out of the flower, it was covered in bruises, and it flapped its wings and fled in a hurry.

Xian Yu frowned slightly.

The others sighed at the kindness of Lord Xian Invite not to kill, but only Xian Invite himself realized the problem - it stands to reason that this yellow eagle should be wiped out, how can there be a reason to survive?

"Sister?"

Hatsulu also realized that something was wrong, and showed an inquiring look.

"You broke my other consciousness."

The fairy invited her back to her senses, her eyes were misty, and she said, "The flower spirit root has nowhere to go, and it wants to break free from me." ”

……

The yellow eagle flew back to its lair.

The Prisoner King didn't care whether it lived or died, he stared into its eyes, saw what was happening in the dojo, and couldn't help laughing: "God help me, God help me!" This girl named Chu Lu has really helped me a lot, although I don't know how much the realm of Xian Yu has fallen, but she is definitely not my opponent now. ”

"Are you going to reap the benefits?" Huang Ying asked.

The Prisoner King trembled with laughter.

He's been preparing for a long time.

"Half a year ago, I had a dream in which I received a divine revelation in which the gods told me that if I gave Him the appointed sacrifice on time, He would grant me the supreme power to choose me as His only and supreme believer on earth. I did. ”

The Prisoner King said something that had been holding back in his heart for a long time, and he suppressed a smile and said, "In the past six months, I have responded to all the requests of the gods, even the request to cut off my own flesh as a sacrifice, and I have fulfilled them...... Now, it's time to pay back. ”

He lifted his robe, revealing the striking scar underneath it.

In the past six months, he has been notorious and particularly silent, and he even suppressed his desires and did not do those things that bullied men and women...... What suppressed him was a greater desire.

He will guide the god to come, he will become the lord of the true kingdom, and let the proud fairy invite also prostrate at his feet.

For this purpose, all restraint seems so worthwhile.

Huang Ying could see the excitement of his master.

But it still felt that the owner had been deceived.

The drama on stage continues.

Not to mention, the little boy looked skinny, but after wearing the puppet clothes of the evil spirit, he danced vividly, and couldn't help but evoke the long memories of the Prisoner King. When the show was over, he decided to reward the play with a sum of money and a woman.

The Prisoner King looked at the stage but was absent-minded.

He couldn't wait.

While anxiously waiting, a majestic voice sounded in the heart of the Prisoner King: "You can start." ”

The Prisoner King's eyes lit up suddenly.

"It's coming—"

He raised his head and responded to some formless being, who he never knew who had chosen him, but who he was sure of in his otherworldly power.

The Prisoner raised his hand.

Moment.

Countless clouds converged towards the sky on this side, converging into a swirling turbine of black clouds.

In the center of the whirlpool, a pillar of black light descended from the sky, piercing the top of the room and connecting with the Prisoner King's raised palm.

The pillar of light is like an iron spear.

The divine revelation came, and endless power poured into the body of the Prisoner King.

His already bloated body swelled several times at once.

The yellow eagle fluttered and flew away, and the actors on the stage screamed loudly, not daring to perform again.

"It's real this time?!" Yellow Eagle was dumbfounded.

The Prisoner King's expression grew cold.

He is a human who is about to ascend to the gods, and he has begun to learn the indifferent demeanor of those peerless masters.

Born with a vision.

The vision attracted a lot of attention.

Including Gu Ciqing and Lu Shu, many people gathered here.

"Prisoner King? What are you doing? Gu Ciqing took off the longbow on his back.

The Great Hall where the Prisoner King originally lived had collapsed under the power of this sudden appearance, and everyone could clearly see his appearance of inheriting the power of divine revelation.

The Prisoner King did not respond to Gu Ciqing's question.

Gu Ciqing no longer hesitated.

In an instant, the golden arrow was already on the bowstring, and the bowstring was pulled to the full moon and shot out between the jade fingers of the goddess.

Air.

A flash of golden light flashed.

Then, a shocking scene happened.

The Prisoner King caught this bound arrow with his bare hands!

Gu Ciqing's pupils shrank suddenly.

The Prisoner King held the golden arrow in his palm, and his laughter became louder and louder: "Gu Ciqing, are you used to being pampered, and this arrow only has this little power?" ”

"You believe in an evil god?!" Gu Ciqing looked at the black pillar that soared into the sky, and immediately understood that this was the Demon Revelation.

The devil will use him as a container to come to earth!

It happened so suddenly, no one thought about it, and no one guessed it.

Everyone in the world thinks that although the prisoner king is greedy for money and lustful, after all, he has killed the evil demons of calamity, and he is all interested in the human race, but he didn't expect it......

"Questions?"

The Prisoner King asked coldly, saying, "Don't think I don't know, you people, in order to fight against the coming darkness, have also secretly made a medicine of resistance from everyone, and believing in evil gods is a rebellion against mankind, so what about you?" Are you rebelling against the resources produced by the Terrans, seeking only your own livelihood, and deceiving the coming darkness? ”

"How do you ......"

Gu Ciqing didn't know how this secret was leaked.

"We developed the Necromantic Essence in order to go deep into the Necromantic Snow Plains and fight against the evil gods." Gu Ci said coldly.

The Prisoner King laughed.

"Listen carefully to what you say, do you believe it yourself?" The Prisoner King shook his head and said, "You are revered by humans, but to the evil gods, what is the difference between you and the ants of this land?" You great monks have been hiding something, you are hiding something extremely important! ”

The Prisoner King paused and continued, "You said that after you are ready, you will open the seal of the Necromantic Snow and fight the Lord of the Grey Tomb, but no...... When the seal of the Necromantic Snow is broken is never up to you, it is only up to the sealed Lord of the Grey Tomb...... The seal has long been loosened, and the Lord of the Grey Tomb is gathering strength, and he may break through the seal gate at any time, causing the tide of darkness to flood the entire True Kingdom! ”

"For this, the people of the Holy Tree Courtyard and the Dragon Lord Hall are well aware of this, you are ready to face the darkness, but what about the other people who have been fooled by you? Do they know? ”

"You are more despicable than I am."

The Prisoner King kept laughing, his body swelling bigger and bigger, as if it was made of hundreds of people, like a huge mountain of meat, and at the same time, on his fat body, hand after hand came out from both sides, like a fat maggot with countless hands and feet.

The revelation continues.

The Prisoner King glanced around, looked at the fleeing crowd, and said in a loud voice: "There are still too few people now, when the Sect Master of the Thirteen Spirit Sect arrives, when the Holy Spirit Envoys of the Holy Tree Courtyard arrive, and when the sons and daughters of the Dragon Lord arrive, I will tell you what kind of divine revelation I have received, and at the same time, I will also tell you how great things I will do with this power." ”

Gu Ciqing jumped up and shot three more arrows.

Two arrows were blocked.

The last arrow entered his body, but it could not penetrate the layer of fat, and was pulled out by the Prisoner King and thrown back.

The arrow thrown was even more powerful than Gu Ciqing's shot, and Gu Ciqing was pushed against this arrow and slid backwards across the long street, and where his feet passed, the street was shattered.

Lu Shu also shot.

She sacrificed a pure white full moon, enlarged it a hundredfold, and shrouded the demonic Prison King.

The Prisoner King smashed the full moon with a punch, and then fell from the light and rain of the broken moon and hit Lu Shu, who wanted to escape, but was entangled by the binding spirit root, and it was difficult to get out for a while.

At the critical moment, Gu Ciqing flew over and dragged her away.

At the same time, the elders of the major spirit sects also came, including even the masters of many sects such as the Primordial Sect and the God Killing Sect.

When the great monks of the Spirit Sect saw this scene, they didn't talk nonsense, and they sacrificed magic weapons one after another to surround the prison king.

The Prisoner King had not yet become a true god, and although his body had been hit by many tricks and left many scars, he felt no sense of these pains, so he just waved his big hand and slapped it in the air, knocking down one monk after another.

Some were seriously injured and fell to the ground, some were unconscious, and some died directly.

The Prisoner King fought several masters in a row and won a big victory.

It was the most glorious time of his life, even more than the victory over the demons.

"My friend Lu Gong, did you die in your original face?" The Prisoner King looked at the leader of the Primordial Sect.

Before the masked mysterious sect leader could say anything, the Prisoner King's palm had already slapped down.

The sect leader had nowhere to escape, he could only resist, but his mask was broken, and his mouth was spurting blood, he was grabbed by the prison king and clenched in the palm of his hand, this legendary person who had fought with the sword master was directly pinched to death by the prison king!

The Prisoner King's body was still expanding.

"I'll have your old nemesis, the Sword Master, come with you." The Prisoner King smirked.

He shook off the blood and flesh stuck to his palm, lowered his head, and locked Gu Ciqing and Lu Shu with a pair of mung bean eyes.

He looked at the two goddesses who looked down on him on weekdays, laughed and asked, "What about the fairy invitation?" What about your sister's fairy invitation? Isn't she the most rude, let her come, let her come to me! If she doesn't come......"

The Prisoner King paused and looked in the direction of the Ring Tower.

"If she doesn't come, I'll go to her...... She can't escape. The Prisoner King also made up a reason for this: "If you dare to hurt my love eagle, I will make her pay." ”

As for the yellow eagle, he had already been injured by mistake in the scuffle just now, slapped on the wall, and died.

The apocalypse was over, and his body was filled with endless power.

No one dared to fight him.

He is invincible.

Just as he was about to go to catch the immortal invitation, the sound of opera suddenly sounded in his ears, and the subtle sound of musical instruments was played on such an occasion, which seemed abrupt.

Only then did he remember that the troupe's performance was not over yet.

The people in the troupe have long since scattered.

Only the little boy who played the role of the evil demon of calamity was still performing vigorously in a coat that obscured his vision, and he seemed to be unaware of what was going on outside, and acted on his own.

"You're doing your best, well, yes, when I become king, I'll make you my favorite." The Prisoner King said.

Then.

The Prisoner King was stunned.

He found that the little boy had a head at his feet.

That head is also a play, and the actor who was killed is his actor.

"Who? Who did this?! The King of Prisoners immediately questioned.

Killing the person who played him in front of him is undoubtedly the most blatant provocation!

The little boy gradually stopped dancing.

He lifted his coat to reveal his face.

"I killed it." The little boy said.

"How dare you ......"

The Prisoner King slapped his heavy palm in a fit of rage.

The entire stage was destroyed.

But the little boy was not dead, not dead, he was still unharmed from the back of the prisoner's hand. He sat on the back of the prisoner's hand, waved at him, and said, "That old man always said that I didn't act well, or did you have a vision and see at a glance that I acted very similarly...... It's a lot like that, right? It's been so many years, and I can't remember it anymore. ”

The Prisoner King looked at this thin little boy, suddenly remembered something, and was shocked: "You are you, you are you...... It's you? Why are you, you're already dead...... How can it be!!! ”

The Prisoner King flipped his palm and tried to catch him and pinch him to death.

But the little boy was extremely nimble, and no matter how hard the king tried, he couldn't handle it.

He walked leisurely in the palm of the Prisoner King's destruction of the world, and his words were leisurely: "Alas, Prisoner King, we were good brothers who worshipped back then, I originally trusted you so much, who knows, you will stab me in the back, of course, thank you for killing me, so that my soul can drift across the ocean to the other side, if it weren't for this, I wouldn't have been able to get such a powerful power today." ”

The people who had not yet left listened to their conversation and vaguely guessed something.

"You're a Calamity?!" Lu Shu was surprised.

"Clever." The little boy smiled and said, "I'll reward you with a disaster later." ”

He is a calamity.

Everywhere he goes, disaster will happen.

That night, Shu Yuan bumped into him, seemingly righteous and brave, but in fact, she was unknowingly contaminated with the breath of disaster, so she was quickly hit by Gu Ciqing's arrow and was seriously injured and near death.

The Prisoner King is on the verge of madness, and he keeps attacking the little boy, but to no avail.

"Don't you understand? For the past six months, the god who has been issuing tasks to you is me...... You're so stupid that you haven't noticed it for so long. ”

Calamity shook his head and said with a smile, "I will punish you for your betrayal by ascensing you to the clouds and then shattering you to the earth...... Well, you've experienced what it's like to be invincible in the world, and now it's time for this foolish show to come to an end. ”

Change first, then change

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