10,000 years after the famine.

The bustle of war and fire gradually stopped. A column of demon army is iron-blooded and indifferent, waving flags, and the Terran army on the opposite side has collapsed, stained with blood and mourning.

Sansheng was expressionless, standing quietly at the front, looking at the three familiar figures, beside him, Yuan Tiangang was no longer there, the Three Holy Mothers had disappeared, all the familiar people had fallen, only he was left, standing on this last battlefield, looking at the three familiar figures coldly.

"Emperor, Wa, too. Or the three god masters, no, now they are the three demon masters. You've finally come here. Sansheng slowly spoke, the three figures standing in front of him, he was very familiar, he grew up watching it since he was a child, and he didn't expect to wait for this day after all.

Sandao figure did not speak, just quietly looked at Sansheng, this battle finally ended, from then on, the glory of the demon clan is unstoppable, lying high in the nine heavens, suppressing the hundred clans, this real heaven and earth, will be the master of the demon clan.

"When Aunt Swallow Bao died, Yuan Tiangang told me that you would definitely launch a rebellion, and that was right. Sansheng spoke quietly, after three thousand years of fighting, he was already tired, and it was time for this battle to end.

"Now you've won. This desolation, this heaven and earth, is yours. ”

Sansheng suddenly laughed, "But, aren't you afraid, aren't you afraid of my mother, aren't you afraid of my father coming back?"

The three figures did not say ≡≠ long ≡≠ ≡≠ literature and ≡≠, ⊙ ∧ ★words, and the other demon clan said coldly, "The era of gods and demons is over." In the future, the entire universe will be the era of our demons. ”

Sansheng didn't speak, just smiled coldly, he knew that no matter how powerful they said, they were actually afraid, and they were all scared.

Otherwise, with the strength of the demon race at the moment, they would have swept the entire universe and wiped out all the human races, but they didn't dare, so even if they fought here, they still didn't dare to destroy the human race.

Sansheng knew what they were worried about, who they were afraid of, thinking of this, Sansheng laughed, he couldn't compare to his father in this life after all, but so what, in this world, who can compare to his father.

The Dream God Machine is not good, the Great Zen is not good, the Emperor Heaven is not good, the Yi Zi is not good, the gods are not good, it is the three major gods, and it is still not good. Even if the three demon lords are now in charge of glory and want to continue to dominate the world, the three beings know that they are still afraid in their hearts.

Because after the battle, the final showdown, the gods and demons disappeared, but everyone knew that they must not have died, even if the heavens were opened and the earth was broken, they must not have died. Perhaps the man who is called the demon is being found in some corner of this heaven and earth by the woman who is called God.

Thinking of this, Sansheng was relieved, let out a long breath of turbidity, and saw the document that the demon clan slowly pushed in front of him, it was an unequal treaty, an ancient agreement to divide the hundred races, and there were traces of countless races signing on it, and now it was the turn of the human race.

Sansheng burst out laughing, he knew that this desolate agreement that many races seemed to lose their power and humiliate the country, but in fact, it showed the uneasiness in the demon race's heart.

Even if the three demon lords regained their glory, they didn't dare to exterminate everything, leaving only the demon clan in the entire heaven and earth, because they were afraid, worried, the god who opened the sky, the demon who destroyed the world, was still paying attention to this real heaven and earth.

Therefore, even if the demon race is now desolate and the universe is respected, it still does not dare to go against the grain and destroy other races, because this heaven and earth are desolate.

Sansheng looked at the ancient agreement coldly, raised his head, sneered, and wrote four big words on it, "Three generations and beheaded!"

The demon clan was in a commotion, and the three demon lords also changed their faces instantly, and a trace of cold flashed in their eyes, as if they saw the last light in the wilderness, the beautiful god embraced the dark demon and disappeared into the heavens and the earth, and the man in black clothes and black hair and black eyes coldly spit out the sentence in his mouth, "Three lives and ......"

All the beings who have experienced that era have lost their minds, even if they have stood at the peak of this heaven and earth at this moment, and will dominate this next life, but suddenly, it seems to have returned to the era before the famine, that name, hanging high for nine days, shining through the ages, in his name, wrote an era, and created this new world that is immortal for thousands of years.

......

Jingle bells!

The wind chimes rang softly, pushed open the wooden door, and the woman in white with short hair let out a sigh of white air, and the sky outside didn't know when it had snowed.

"Boss, I want a cup of ......" Before the woman in short hair and white clothes finished speaking, the man in black clothes with black hair and black eyes gently served a bowl of white fungus soup.

"Just boiled, try it. Some familiar hoarse voices sounded, and the woman in white with short hair was stunned, looking at the man in black clothes with black hair and black eyes, as if the familiar attachment spread from her bones.

Let this woman with a cold face slowly pick up the bowl of white fungus soup, the familiar taste, the delicate sweet and glutinous taste is so thick in my heart that I can't disperse.

"My name is Xu Qingcheng. Did we know each other before?" said the short-haired woman in white with a smile.

The man in black clothes, black hair and black eyes nodded, "My name is Lin Huang." Right now...... We got to know each other. ”

[End of the book]

Knocking down the three words of the whole book, I was relieved, and the story of Lin Huang was finally over. I often read other authors' testimonials, and I haven't experienced much of what kind of loss I have.

I found that feeling today. The first demon god in history has only been written for half a year, but there are still many emotions spreading in my heart. The book is not particularly well written, has too many deficiencies, and even collapsed for a while.

But even though there were big shortcomings, I still finished writing it. I want to say a lot of things, but I don't know where to start, so I don't want to say more, I just hope that everyone can continue to support the new book Blood Throne.

Thanks!(To be continued......)