When the battle between the two realms began, it was not only the mortal realm that was affected. The large and small worlds inside the celadon pieces have been affected.

On the periphery of the mortal realm, there is a completely enclosed world, which is shaped like an upside-down pagoda, or a conch that is small below and large above, and is listed layer by layer.

But at the bottom, only the skeleton remains, only the top layer is complete, and there is still a small part of the second layer of the Dao number.

The top layer of this world is the True Demon Realm, and the mutilated world of the penultimate layer is the Demon Realm that has invaded the mortal realm.

Except for these two remaining worlds, the other worlds have been abandoned and detached.

Strictly speaking, the ancestors of the vast majority of youkai in the mortal world were once members of this world.

And this seven-story world used to have a name, called the Demon Suppression Tower.

When this world was first born, it was just a very simple world, and it was almost impossible to be completely independent, but under the careful cultivation of its master, this world was transformed and reborn again and again, and it crossed the limit again and again, becoming the world that is now more powerful than the others.

In the True Demon Realm at the top of the Demon Tower World, countless True Demons inhabit it, and in the center of the True Demon Realm, there is a huge vine, which coils around a white palace, and the green rattan flickers gently, covering all the true colors of the palace in a noisy manner, and reflecting the entire palace in a flickering light, which is extremely weird.

And its huge root system has directly taken root in all parts of the True Demon Realm, stretching out from the roadside and the side of the house, growing into a strange rattan, coiled on the house and the pillar stone.

People who see the appearance of the True Demon Realm for the first time will even be surprised whether this is a world or a rattan.

It's long gone.

And at the top of this rattan coiled hall, there is a magnificent throne made of colorful feathers.

Every feather is so gentle that only the lightest, catkins-like person can sit on it.

At this time, sitting on it was a woman with a white veil.

She gently propped the side of her face with one hand, and pinched a strand of hair next to her neck with some impatience, and what was very striking was that her hair color was a peculiar silver-white, different from the old man's white, her hair was more shiny, more like she was glowing.

Suddenly, she dropped the hair in her hand and lowered her head, the beautiful curve of her neck, like a white swan lowering its neck, looking at its own shadow in the water.

But what she looked at was a feather crushed under her feet, as if it were the embodiment of someone.

Grind, grind!

Crush that bastard!

She's the Demon Lord.

In front of her, no one in the True Demon Realm dared to stand, not even one dared to look at her.

But just as she finally crushed the feather, a faint shadow suddenly appeared in front of her.

Seeing the shadow, the demon lord suddenly stood up and shouted angrily: "You even dare to come back! Did you contact the Immortal Emperor?

The faint shadow gradually became solidified, it seemed to exist here, and it seemed to exist in any other place, here is only its shadow.

It didn't answer the demon lord's question, it just hung there quietly, condescending, not arrogant, but it had a taste of contempt in its bones.

The demon lord, who had long been accustomed to its form, knew that it was looking at itself coldly.

The most unbearable thing for the demon lord is this kind of gaze!

Indifferent, indifferent, like looking at a dead thing, without emotion and without care.

Countless times before, the demon lord endured it, because this person was the one she had to endure.

Without it, there would be no current True Demon Realm, no transformation of the True Demon Realm again and again, and there would be no her.

But this time, she couldn't help it.

She rushed forward, stretched out her hand and grabbed the shadow's neck, and shouted angrily, "Why! Why did you contact the Immortal Emperor!

The shadow that was choked by the neck didn't seem to notice anything, just looked down at her, and after a long time, the shadow said lightly: "Let go." ”

The faint voice made the demon lord feel as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and suddenly withdrew.

"Don't forget who you are. The Black Shadow said coldly, "I won't tolerate you a second time." ”

In the huge empty space at the top of the main hall, the green glow of rattan almost swallowed up the white walls completely.

The demon lord in a white feather robe stood there, only her throne and the circle under her feet were still white, which were the feathers that she had ripped off and trampled on.

"Why? Why do you want to contact the Immortal Emperor? Do you want to give up on me?" The demon lord was still angry, although she let go of her hand, she still didn't retreat, her eyes were staring at the black shadow in front of her, "Where can the Immortal Emperor compare to me?"

"The previous Immortal Emperor may not be as good as you, but the current Immortal Emperor may not be inferior to you. The black shadow said lightly.

The tone didn't seem to be talking about the heroes who could control a world, but just pointing to a goat in the flock, talking about its flesh, its fur.

The demon lord's body trembled, and she didn't seem to notice it herself.

"But it's not up to me to decide whether or not to give up on you. The black shadow said, "If the Immortal Emperor can forcibly devour the mortal realm, he will be the first to complete the independent world." I only look at the results, I don't ask about the process. ”

"You can't!" the demon lord said hoarsely, "This entire True Demon Realm, a qiē here, is all done by me for you, you can't ...... You can't!"

"Actually, I can. The black shadow seemed to tilt his head sideways, "To be honest, I'm disappointed, I gave you Flashwood, and I gave you so long, the True Demon Realm is nothing more than that." ”

"What do you mean but that?" the demon lord was about to go crazy again.

But the shadow just turned around slowly, looking around to the left and right.

The strange rattan seemed to be expanding infinitely, and the demon lord's eyes widened, maintaining the momentum on his body, fighting against this strange atmosphere.

If her subjects were to see her as she was, they would be dumbfounded and unbelievable.

Such a hysterical woman like a shrew is the demon lord they worship and are willing to pay a qiē for it?

But her momentum suddenly disappeared.

Because the shadow stretched out a finger and swung it slightly.

Why bother fighting, this qiē has long been meaningless.

Even the guards standing around them did not squint, not only was this qiē commonplace, but it should have been.

"I will let you know that your efforts to contact the Immortal Emperor are absolutely in vain, he is definitely inferior to me, absolutely inferior!" The demon lord was hoarse, but she looked so pale, she had long lost the strength to fight against the person in front of her.

"In order to improve his world, the Immortal Emperor can absorb the mortal world and abandon his past as if he were a shoehorn, can you do it?" the black shadow sneered.