The father's body collapsed to the ground, dying, and the moment he closed his eyes, he said the last words of his life, saying to his child, "Don't, turn back!!"

The three of them came to their side and said disdainfully, "It's already cheap to let you live for so many more years, why don't you kneel down and thank us?" But your two sisters taste really good, hahaha!!" After saying that, the three of them laughed together, as unscrupulous as back then.

The boy turned a deaf ear to all this, the blood that flowed from his father's body soaked everything under him, and he slowly lowered his head, and the moment he lowered his head, maybe there really would be no turning back!

Their souls trembled violently, as if facing the end of the world, falling into a deep, deep despair, the fear and panic from the depths of their souls made them feel extremely depressed, suffocating all over their bodies, until they stopped breathing and were swallowed by fear!

The boy left with his father, buried him, and left the continent, with no smile on his face, only endless indifference, and freezing chills.

He became fierce and murderous, like a demon overnight, and the person he killed did not have the slightest wound on his body, but became an empty shell corpse, his soul was devoured, the pupils of his eyes were dilated, and he was shrouded in dark fear, so people called him a soul demon!

Later, he was favored by a Taoist priest, who felt that he was talented and could be made, so he brought him back to the sect, which was a great sect of cultivation, strong and unfathomable, and the boy did not have the slightest rejection, and entered the sect with him, but no one ever knew his other identity.

And his cultivation method is very different from ordinary people, and it is a different path in the path.

Since ancient times, this kind of people have been rare, one in ten thousand, hesitating all kinds of creations, and their innate talent has made them embark on a more noble path of cultivation, called, Dao Change!

Tao change, is the process of enlightenment, perceiving the heaven and earth, simplifying, melting the world in the heart, born from the new, every person who changes the Tao has his own heart change process, different stages, different understanding, continuous evolution, enlightenment in the heart, and the current knowledge of change has three realms, is, variant, into the body, the creation of the body! And the person who enters the transformation is already equivalent to the ordinary cultivator of the truth to break through the realm of illusory power! It can be said that it is unique! Therefore, it is respected as a noble body!

His master gradually learned about his path of cultivation, but never revealed a word to outsiders, on the contrary, he cultivated more carefully, although he could not help him in cultivating the Dao, but he provided him with a perfect place for enlightenment, giving him inner peace, allowing him to comprehend on his own, complete the change of heart, and thus achieve the change of the path.

Time passed, it was hundreds of years, he changed from an immature boy to a handsome and dashing young man, but the indifference left in his face was the same as always, and he had long forgotten his name, only knowing that there was a title that had accompanied him for hundreds of years, Soul Demon!

Hundreds of years of penance had allowed him to successfully enter the realm of transformation, and this speed of improvement could be described as a thousand miles a day compared to ordinary cultivators, and his strength had even surpassed his master, but he had never revealed that perhaps in the past hundreds of years, his master was the only comfort he could obtain.

It's just that in the past hundreds of years, with the improvement of his cultivation, the demonic nature in his heart is also increasing day by day, and the desire to kill in his heart has deprived him of his reason many times, making him fall into madness.

Later, one day, on his way back to his sect, he heard a cry for help from a house, and he didn't want to pay attention to it, but he couldn't ignore the good thoughts that still existed in his heart.

He broke through the door and saw dozens of people smiling hideously, while three others were forcibly holding a man, opening his eyes and making him look straight ahead, and in front of him, there was a slender woman at this moment, her hands were tied behind her back, her eyes were covered by white gauze, her upper body was not covered, only pink breasts were left, accompanied by the ups and downs of her breasts, as if exuding an irresistible temptation, and the cry for help came from her mouth.

And when he broke the door, a burly man was touching her body, his face full of lustful enjoyment, and the man who was held up showed despair and anger on his face, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, but he couldn't help himself!

The dozens of men were startled, and when they saw that it was him, they turned to anger, and five of them came forward to surround him, cutting off his retreat, and preparing to start a feast of revelry with his life.

The eyes of the soul demon revealed a strange pale blue, as if there was a flame slowly burning, thriving, and slowly spreading around!

This scene instantly pulled his memory back to that night many years ago, the fire was soaring, the screams were endless, he hid in that dark corner, lonely, helpless, and desperate!

The next moment, the bloody breath came like a tide, tightly surrounding him, and he collapsed in it, but it was like bathing in a hotbed, comfortable and warm, without a trace of rejection, until it drowned his heart!

The five of them seemed to sense a force that made their hearts palpitate, and the inexplicable heartbeat made them give up all their thoughts, and slowly retreated under the gaze of those pale blue eyes!

But it all seemed to be a foregone conclusion, and he fell into madness, bloodthirstiness, and cruelty like a wild beast, and no power could stop him, until the dozens of people were all dominated by the fear of death, and became the burial objects of the soul, and there was no feast of blood, only the desolation of dry bones turned to ashes!

The soul demon was propped up on one knee on the ground, breathing heavily, the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat, and he had experienced a lot of struggles and hesitations, but he did not avoid this moment after all, but there was no turning back after all.

Although the man was unrestrained at the moment, he was stunned, his face was incredulous, and he looked in horror at the woman who was slowly walking towards him like a demonic savior, but this time he did not dare to make any sound, although he wanted to step forward to stop it, but his body stiffened.

The soul demon came to the woman, there was still a trance in his eyes, the madness on his face was not gone, he untied the white veil covering the woman's eyes, and the delicate and beautiful face instantly appeared in front of him, but there was still a look of panic and fear on his face.

And in the midst of this lightning and flint, the woman used the dagger that had been hidden in the palm of her hand to untie the rope that bound her hands, and suddenly stabbed towards the chest of the soul demon!

I don't know if he was caught off guard, or if he had no intention of dodging at all, the dagger was plunged so deep into his chest, and in a moment, blood dripped down the woman's wrist, soaking her white jade hand!

However, the soul demon looked at the woman who was disillusioned at this moment, but there was no pain on his face, as if he was unharmed, but looked at the woman, and after a while, he actually laughed loudly, and the laughter was heroic, and in an instant all his demonic nature seemed to disappear, and at the same time he said loudly, "It's really a peerless beauty! haha!!" Then he pulled out the dagger, regardless of it, and the blood spilled and flew away.

There is no more panic and fear on the woman's face, but a little more tenderness, and there is a deep hope and desire in her eyes, and the shocking side is destined to be unforgettable!

It's just that all this was also seen by the man, and he couldn't help but silently lower his head, gloomy for a while.

Creation makes people, the interweaving of fate does not know whether it is a coincidence or inevitable, in the cold winter of that year, the two of them embarked on the road of cultivation at the same time, and the sect they worshiped was the same as the soul demon, and since then they have belonged to the same sect, and they are commensurate with brothers and sisters. The woman's name is Xishui, and the man's name is Qingyu.

What's even more commendable is that the two of them are also Dao Transformation Bodies, both cultivating Dao hearts, and embarking on an extraordinary path of cultivation together with souls and demons. And in this way, the two of them have a lot more opportunities to come into contact with the soul demon than others.

The fates of the three are instantly intertwined, love and hatred, origins and falls, and they are destined to have sad people among them.

Qingyu and Xishui are childhood sweethearts, Qingyu has already hidden feelings for Xishui in his heart, and she is even more caring and considerate, meticulous, but King Xiang has a dream, the goddess has no heart, since ancient times, amorous has always been ruthlessly annoyed, Rao is the falling flowers intentionally and the flowing water is ruthless. Xishui just treats Qingyu as his own brother, and has no other intentions.

Qingyu is kind and kind, but he has a strong inferiority complex, he knows that the gap between himself and the soul demon is a world of difference, and his cultivation is even more out of reach, so after countless tossing and turning, sleepless hours, he decided to let go, bless Xishui, and be happy for her.

Forever, a person hides in a dark corner, quietly watching their happiness, tasting their pain, forcing themselves to get used to loneliness and enjoy loneliness.

It's just that he can't let go of his feelings after all, he doesn't want to give up, he spends all his time and energy on cultivating the true Dao, desperate, with almost crazy faith, persistent and unrepentant, hoping that he can one day surpass the soul demon, and can be qualified to have the courage to express his love to Xishui again.

Six hundred years later, he has successfully entered the realm of transformation, and his persistence has never stopped.

Finally, a thousand years later, on the sect test, he ushered in the opportunity to prove himself, his opponent was the soul demon, however, the greater hope gave birth to more boundless disappointment, he lost, wandering on the verge of collapse, and when he saw the soul demon with a green ring in his hand, which has a very special meaning to the tide water, as precious as life, he fell into complete despair, for a moment, the world seemed to be left alone alone.