Shi Sha stared at the deity with a faint gaze, and said slowly: "Lin Zi, do you remember me?"

The deity's silver eyes did not make the slightest wave, and his face was expressionless.

"Hahahaha!"

Shi Sha suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly, and said in a loud voice: "Okay! Okay! Since you have come this far, I don't need to scruple!"

"This day has finally come!"

The red light in Shi Sha's eyes dimmed, with endless melancholy, and he muttered to himself sadly.

"Little stone!"

A familiar voice suddenly came from the side of the Hundred Clans Monks, revealing a kind of desolation and incomprehension.

Shi Sha raised his head, his eyes crossed the void, through the layers of people, and saw a familiar face, with tears in his beautiful eyes, and he was crying.

There was also a middle-aged man with a resolute face standing beside the female cultivator, looking at Shi Sha with a complicated expression, pursing his lips tightly, and not saying a word.

"Wan'er...... Master ......" Shi Sha muttered softly, and a trace of confusion and nostalgia appeared in his eyes again.

Unconsciously, Shi Sha seemed to have returned to the past, and saw the scene of himself laughing and scolding with Wan'er and Lin Zi in the Sword Sect, and the scenes passed in front of him, so familiar and warm.

There are no worries, no sorrows, just laughter all day long.

"I really want to go back. The demonic energy on Shi Sha's body was constantly decreasing, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Shi Sha's body did not have the slightest demonic nature, just like a long-lost child of the Sword Sect.

Suddenly!

A heavy palm slapped on Shi Sha's shoulder, and the indifferent voice of the Lost King sounded: "I can't go back!"

"Smack!"

The qiē in front of him, the relatives of the Yijian Sect, the past time, was like a dream bubble, and after this sentence fell, it shattered with a bang.

Shi Sha subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but he didn't catch anything.

Nope.

The beauty that had just risen in my heart was shattered by a word from the Lost King.

Shi Sha closed his eyes, and his body let out a faint tremor that was imperceptible.

"Demonization!"

After half a ring, Shi Sha suddenly opened his eyes, the scarlet light shone dazzlingly, and he roared, and the black hair was furious!

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise in Shi Sha's body, as if a demon had awakened, and the ghost roared, infiltrating people incomparably.

Layers of mysterious ink-colored magic patterns appeared on Shisha's white face, which was weird and terrifying, and the whole person exuded a demonic aura that devoured people's hearts, and his face gradually became hideous.

"Click!"

The clothes on Shi Sha's body suddenly cracked and turned into ashes, revealing a dark demon body that emitted a faint blue light, covered with black scales, and sharp spikes drilled out of the junction of the scales, and the chill was overwhelming.

"Ahh

Shi Sha's body trembled violently and bent down deeply.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

A burst of Jin Ge's voice erupted.

On the spine of the stone sand, the black and slender barbs pierced the bloody flesh, stained with black blood, and the nails of one hand suddenly became black and elongated......

"Bang!"

Shi Sha knelt on the ground, his head hanging deeply, his black hair covering his hideous face.

The two clutches were deeply buckled into the ground, a pair of demon horns suddenly broke out of the skull, and a pitch-black and awe-inspiring bone vertebrae slowly stretched out from the tail vertebrae, the vertebrae were sharp and indestructible, and between the shaking, there was a faint black light.

At the same time, the two ribs of Shisha slowly cracked open two large gaps one foot long, and the flesh and blood were dripping inside, and the muscles were torn apart, oozing black blood flowed out, and a pair of black bone wings with blurred flesh and blood gradually stretched out from his back.

The bone wings are as black as ink, and each bone spur is as sharp and sharp as the bone vertebrae, and the edges are smooth and sharp, no less than a divine weapon.

Demon King Form!

At this time, Shisha has completely evolved into the Silent King.

Every part of the body is a murderous weapon!

The most striking thing is that the left arm evolved into a pitch-black, strangely shaped long knife, sharp and gloomy, but there is a missing tip of the knife!

Ancient Magic Weapon - Crazy Knife!

The Queen of No Return also turned into a demon at the same time, her lips opened slightly, and her pink lilac tongue poked out and licked her ruddy lips.

There is only a layer of pink tulle on his body, and his whole body exudes an alluring aura, every inch of his skin is flushed, and he is barefoot, bare arms, and slender beauty. The legs, looming, are like the treasures of this world, seducing all beings.

When many low-level monks saw this scene, their breathing suddenly became heavy, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and they only felt that their blood was gushing, and they couldn't stop.

Only many combined powers can still hold their minds, and even then, they are extremely painful to resist.

The Queen of No Return can tease the deepest desires of human nature, just one look is enough to make people indulge in it and unable to extricate themselves.

A pink light surrounded the Queen of No Return, and finally stood still in front of the Queen of No Return.

The crowd saw it clearly.

It was a long shuttle-like weapon, an ancient magic weapon - refining the shuttle!

Suddenly!

The refining shuttle changed suddenly, and it actually evolved into a vertical eye, exuding a strong evil aura.

The Lost King also turned into a demon at the same time, and the Lost Mirror trembled in the sky, faintly evolving into the form of an arm.

Two arms, one eye!

Every monk faintly guessed the origin of these six demon domains!

I'm afraid that only that can make the several major forces of the Flood Wilderness helpless, and they don't dare to offend the six demon domains.

At this moment, the hearts of the monks of the hundred clans were extremely desperate.

They finally realized who their opponent was, and everyone's heart was extremely depressed.

That's the existence that the gods of the heavenly realm are afraid of!

They are just monks in the human realm, and none of them have really ascended to the throne of the gods, how can they fight?

This war, from the very beginning, seems to have been doomed to failure.

The demigod of the demon clan was also shocked at this time, and subconsciously murmured: "Not dead...... Sure enough, he's not dead!"

The WindClan demigod sighed lightly, "It seems that the rumors are true." ”

Even the demigods among the monks of the Hundred Clans could not afford to resist.

Except for one person.

Even if the three major demon kings all turned into demons and sacrificed the primeval magic weapons, the feelings of the deity still did not change, and they walked forward leisurely, the storm roared, the sword qi roared, and all the living beings were destroyed within a hundred meters.

The surrounding demons retreated and scattered, and this person was not something they could resist at all.

It can only be solved by the three demon kings.

But the demon army wanted to retreat, but the deity didn't want to let them leave.

The deity looked up at the sky, his silver eyes seemed to see through the avenue of the world, and said softly: "Rain!"

"Boom!"

A series of thunderbolts exploded without warning, rolling in.

Immediately afterward, a heavy blue rain poured down.

The raindrops are like needles and swords, sharp and sharp, and every drop that falls on the body of the demon will directly wipe out the life of the demon, and no one will be spared!

Among the millions of demon armies, there were bursts of wailing and screaming, if the sword qi storm forcibly tore apart the camp of the demon army, then this heavy rain completely crushed the confidence of many demons.

In the middle of three months, the arrogant and murderous demon clan turned into wisps of gray smoke under this heavy rain.

The flames were gradually extinguished by the heavy rain.