Chapter 156: The True Realm of the Eighth Heaven of the Sword Dao - No Regrets for Love

"Lord, according to the report of the spies, Kunlun Immortal Selection was held today, and now nearly 60,000 cultivators of the Immortal Sect have gathered in Kunlun, we ......" (foreign language) In the dimness, a sturdy figure bowed and said.

After a long silence, on the throne, a pair of blood-red eyes opened, and after a long sigh, the voice seemed to be as cold as the cold wind blowing out of the nine shadows, and as lonely as the distant years.

"Moro, when you stayed in this world with me far from home, I thought you could make a big difference, but I didn't expect that in the end, you only got the end of splitting and annihilating, but you regretted it. (Exotic Language)

The sturdy figure trembled, fell to his knees with a pop, and choked up: "The greatest honor and pride of the three Moro brothers in this life is to follow the Lord to conquer the universe and conquer countless alien races.

"That's so," the owner of the blood pupil sighed deeply, "In the past thousand years, I have often reflected on whether I did something wrong back then, two million sons, they could have had a more brilliant future, but because of my impulse, they all disappeared in this realm. ”

"The Lord must not think so!" Moro cried out, "The boys of my tribe should be born to fight, and they should also die on the battlefield! After we waited for our sons to follow the Lord, they have already enjoyed countless supreme honors, and have long been integrated with the Lord, and the Lord is born, and we are born, and life is glory! The Lord is dead, I am waiting for death, and there is no fear of death! At the moment of Zuihou, Moro looked all over the world, and none of the sons showed remorse and fear on their faces, and they all went to die with remorse, and they did not want to return home alone!"

As if inspired by Moro's shouting, the blood pupils turned even redder, and the Lord slowly stood up from his throne, strode to Moro's side, lifted him up, and said, "Good brother." You don't have to be like this, this is a personal vendetta of Chonglou......"

"The enmity of the Lord is the enmity of us!"

"Hahahaha......" The Lord looked up to the sky and smiled, but there was countless pride in the desolation, "Those bullshit immortals in the sky, have your dog eyes seen it." Back then, you dealt a blow to Ah Jun, but it created an opportunity for me, the Demon Respect Building, to be reborn...... Now that I'm alive, you disciples and grandchildren in this realm can die, hahaha......"

The sound of long laughter wafted in this dim space, setting off gusts of wind, as if it was about to soar into the sky.

This is a huge cave, and the hideous rock walls are covered with pearls, which illuminate this huge cave as if it were daylight. In the middle of the cave, there is a huge crystal mirror floating in the void, and there is chaos in the mirror, and a vague tall figure can be vaguely seen.

In front of the crystal mirror, there was a black-robed man kneeling, a black robe that covered the thin and slender figure tightly, revealing only fierce eyes, in each eye socket. They are all olive-like eyes. At this moment, these fierce eyes were full of deference. Respectfully staring at the ground, the owner of the two eyes reported to the shadow in the crystal mirror word by word in a voice like a file.

"Your Majesty, King, has pretended to be restrained and cooperated with the demon soul as you commanded, and everything is going well. According to the news I got just now, the three major demon envoys under the Demon Soul Commander have set off for Kunlun. ”

"Okay," said the figure in the mirror, his voice like a man and a woman. "You continue to make false promises, and try your best to assist the demon soul to level the immortal world in the world. ”

The black-robed man lay on his stomach for a while, and asked cautiously: "Wang, there is something unknown about your humble majesty, I have been tossing and turning my chest all these years, like a fish in my throat, I really don't vomit or be unhappy, I, Wang Huiming, hope to teach." ”

The mysterious figure - the king was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "I have already seen your little little care, just wait for when you ask ......" He paused and said: "Did you ask the Demon Venerable why there are still demon souls left in the world?"

"Wang Yingming, this is exactly what it means to be humble. The black-robed man said respectfully.

The mysterious figure laughed for a while, and said: "At the beginning, this king was also very confused about this matter, so he specially asked the eldest brother, and he used the supreme supernatural power to deduce it before he learned the truth. ”

"Saint King Bixia...... The black-robed man's body fell to the ground even lower, "It is also his honor for the Demon Venerable to have the Saint King Bixia's divine power." ”

"That Demon Respect Lou and Immortal Emperor Feitian both belonged to the Eighth Heavenly God Realm of Sword Dao at the time of the battle of Zuihou, but I didn't expect that the moment Feitian was seriously injured and fell, he actually realized the true realm of the Eighth Heaven of Sword Dao, and was able to condense the true soul of the sword......"

The Eighth Heavenly God True Realm of the Sword Dao! The black-robed man gasped. In the current world, the third heaven of the sword path is the existence of sweeping the world, thinking about how strong the demon respected the building back then, although it was suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth, but still relying on the comprehension of the eighth heavenly god realm of the sword, the millions of immortal armies and countless immortal generals and immortals retreated layer by layer, even the flying immortal emperor who was slightly worse in the realm could not stop it, this is a whole realm higher than the divine realm of the divine realm, and what a powerful realm!

When Feitian condensed the true soul of the sword, Chonglou thought that Feitian had been annihilated, and when he was angry, he chose to split his body into a trick to avenge the betrayal of the fairy world. ”

"......I see," the black-robed man muttered, and then asked, "However, it seems that there are three major demon generals under the demon soul, all of whom were from the past." ”

"Those shrimps," Wang sneered, "but it was good luck, when the True Soul of the Flying Sword was reversed, the three of them were also protected, and only then did they save their lives." ”

The king paused, and then said: "If it weren't for that, with the strength of the Demon Venerable and those shrimp soldiers and crab generals under his command, how could he seal Shenzhou for a thousand years, even our brothers were helpless, if it weren't for the reappearance of the Taiyi Demon Star, which caused a crack in the chaos of heaven and earth, it would be difficult for this king to say a word to you." ”

When the black-robed man heard the king answer his doubts, he bowed respectfully and said, "King, go and deploy again, and retire." ”

"Go ahead. ”

As the black-robed man slowly retreated, Wang suddenly said, "There are at least 600,000 cultivators in the human immortal realm, if all of them wear Xuan armor...... If you use the Xuanjia Colossus again, it is also a powerful liliang, and you can't ignore it, and after a while, when the cracks are chaotic, this king will pass on some giant beast seeds to you. ”

"Thank you, my king!" the black-robed man forcibly suppressed his excitement, knelt down and kowtowed again, and Fang slowly retreated.

The cave suddenly fell silent, and the mysterious figure still maintained its original posture, for a long time, Fang Chang sighed, and then, the figure slowly disappeared into the chaos.

"Asking what is the situation in the world, only teaching people to promise life and death...... Demon respect building, the immortal emperor flying to the sky, since he has cultivated the fruit of immortality to the sky, he wants to swim between the heaven and the earth, and enjoy the joy of the fruit of no disaster, why bother to mistake himself for the word "love", idiot, idiot......"

The king's voice came out faintly, as if it were life, lingering in this cave for a long time, and it could not be dispersed. (To be continued......)