Ten years, Zhang Xinyu spent ten years in the prison, since he handed over what Bai Ze wanted to him, no one has seen Zhang Xinyu again, Zhang Xinyu was imprisoned at the bottom of the prison, completely lost all contact with the outside world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even so, Zhang Xinyu could feel the tension of the situation, from the movement of the prison, Zhang Xinyu knew that he was about to leave here, people were released in the prison every day, no matter how big the prisoners committed would be released, which showed that the demon clan was constantly gathering troops, and there was not even a little spare strength, even these heavenly court criminals were counted, and the last person detained near Zhang Xinyu just a few days ago was also released, and now Zhang Xinyu is alone in the entire thirty-six layer of prison.

Zhang Xinyu has been thinking about it for the past ten years, thinking about what she should do in this calamity, she hasn't given up yet, she deliberately pretended to be crazy and stupid in front of Bai Ze just to paralyze the other party, she is convinced that as long as the war has not started, there is a way to stop, so she has been thinking about how to stop the outbreak of the calamity.

The sound of slow footsteps attracted Zhang Xinyu's attention, and the demon master Kunpeng walked outside the prison.

Kunpeng said to Zhang Xinyu: "Fellow Daoist, long time no see!"

"Long time no see!, the demon master came today to let me out!" Zhang Xinyu said in an affirmative tone.

"Exactly!" Kunpeng admitted, "I'm here to let Daoyou out, but it's ......"

"But what?"

"Before I let Daoyou come out, I want to ask Daoyou one thing, and I ask Daoyou to answer truthfully. ”

Zhang Xinyu looked at Kunpeng quietly with her only left eye, her right eye did not grow after ten years, a black vortex formed in the right eye socket, and brown smoke continued to emerge from the eye socket, this strange eye that was mutated because of the power of the curse did not grow out as usual, and the power of the mutated curse prevented the recovery ability of the immortal body.

Kunpeng took out a carved wooden box, the pattern on the wooden box was a kind of seal prohibition, opened the wooden box, and inside was a white stone like an eyeball, and the white stone exuded the same breath as Zhang Xinyu's right eye socket, a disgusting breath, and the wooden box was Zhang Xinyu's petrified right eye.

Kunpeng pointed the eyeball in the wooden box to Zhang Xinyu and said affirmatively: "This eyeball can predict the future, right! I sensed an aura similar to the fate supernatural power on it, an aura that makes people can't help but want to destroy." ”

Zhang Xinyu asked with some surprise, "Have you ever seen the magic power of fate?"

"I don't know if you've ever heard of that name. Kunpeng said a name that frightened Zhang Xinyu, and it was the name that Zhang Xinyu didn't want to touch.

Kunpeng didn't see the fear in Zhang Xinyu's heart, and then said: "That's a guy who makes people feel quite unhappy, a guy who claims to play with fate in the palm of his hand, but in the end he is driven crazy by fate, do you know her whereabouts?" ”

"I don't know, do you know her?" Zhang Xinyu asked rhetorically.

"I'm not familiar with it, I've only met a few times. Seeing that Zhang Xinyu didn't intend to say it, Kunpeng threw the wooden box to Zhang Xinyu and said, "You are free, there are people waiting for you outside." ”

The door of the prison opened automatically, and Zhang Xinyu walked out with the wooden box containing his eyeballs.

"Can you tell me what I can do to keep the demon clan from a complete defeat. ”

When Zhang Xinyu passed by Kunpeng's side, Kunpeng suddenly asked, Kunpeng already knew that it was difficult for the demon clan to win this war, and he wanted to know how to let the demon clan retain the next part of its strength if the demon clan failed.

Zhang Xinyu stopped and turned his back to Kunpeng and said: "Sometimes you can change your fate without being disturbed by the outside world and following your own ideas, and people's hearts are places where fate cannot be controlled." ”

After Zhang Xinyu finished speaking, she strode away, she didn't tell Kunpeng what to do, because that was not her purpose, her purpose was to prevent the outbreak of the Tribulation, not to think about what happened after the Tribulation, so she wouldn't think about what happened after the Tribulation.

"Long time no see, how does it feel to be locked up?"

After walking out of the prison, Zhang Xinyu was greeted by a certain big-breasted cute girl who seemed to be very stupid but was actually very shrewd.

"It's really unpleasant, sitting stupidly every day, not even a girl who can be flirted, it's really boring to face a group of iron-clad men all day long. Zhang Xinyu replied seriously: "The guards in the prison should be replaced by cute girls in maid costumes." ”

"If you become like that, somebody will make mistakes every day and get locked up. Dieyi said as she pointed to someone.

"If that were the case, I would definitely move in and say nothing and not come out. ”

"I think so, if it's really so boring, why don't you put on a maid outfit to comfort yourself?"

"Hey, although I admit that I am low on the lower line, I am not low enough to see myself get excited. ”

"Oh, really? You swear you weren't excited to see your nakedness?"

“............”。

"Also, put your eyeballs on, the stuff that emanates from your eye sockets is disgusting. ”

I couldn't possibly act like I hadn't heard it, as if there was something disgusting in me. ”

"Didn't you?"

"Is there one?"

"Didn't you?"

"Yes!"

Before Dieyi took out her weapon, Zhang Xinyu obediently admitted defeat.

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As a race born in the innate qi, the acquired aura that spreads all over the world makes every innate race feel very uncomfortable, just like a fish that grows up in clear water is suddenly thrown into troubled water, although it will not die, it will not be good.

Outside the Witch God Temple of the Wu Clan, countless great supernatural beings of various races gathered together, among which there are gods and ordinary innate races, everyone here represents a race or a force, and they are all waiting now, waiting for the twelve Witch Ancestors, the master of the Flood Desolate Continent, to come out of the Witch God Temple.

Ten years have passed, and the Heavenly Court has not said anything about the matter of burning the sky on the ten days for ten years, and that lofty posture even the arrogant gods dare to be angry, and everyone is waiting, waiting for the final decision made by the Twelve Witch Ancestors.

The door of the main hall opened, and the Twelve Witch Clans walked out of the Witch God Temple, and an old man with white hair walked out at the signal of the Twelve Witch Ancestors.

The high priest of the Wu clan, a legendary figure in the desolate world, a golden immortal who is said to have cultivated the magical power of fate, and a wise man of the Wu clan.

"Heaven is not benevolent, resulting in ten days of burning of the sky, the soul is ruined, Wu Zu sacrifices to Pangu Ancestor God, in order to prove the principle of heaven and earth, now the Wu clan kills the sky, and returns heaven and earth to justice. ”

In the demonic realm, in the glorious Demon God Palace, the only saint in the other world, the supreme of the demon realm, showed a smile that could make all beings obsessed at this moment.