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Chapter 467: Collecting the Secret Realm (Page 12)

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The sound of broken glass suddenly sounded, inaudible. However, Jiang Moshu and Zheng Jingxing, who were among the many people in the secret realm, suddenly froze and stopped fighting each other.

Immediately, he looked blankly at the spirit sword and archway in his hand, and then looked at the person fighting on the opposite side, and both of them smiled miserably.

Many spirits bowed slightly in one direction at the same time, and in an instant they turned into clouds and disappeared.

The inner layer of the entire Human Emperor's secret realm was already only lightly hazy and misty, just like a fairyland.

Bie Muhe looked at Shang Chun's fairy-like back, his beautiful eyes blinked slightly, the murderous intent instantly dissipated, leaving only a hint of decisiveness.

Without words, the Demon Mother gently took the Demon Emperor's hand, turned around without any hesitation, and floated away, her white robe fluttering like pear blossoms in the blazing spring light.

What remains in the place is only a bright and meandering phantom, just like a clear and beautiful lotus flower in full bloom. I want to respect the dragon pond and tiger den to brave it alone, as if sighing that the infatuation cannot be tolerated by the impermanence of God, and want to persuade the clanking fierce force to be like the light in the dust. .

Heavy footsteps came not far away.

The phantom body of the Demon Mother turned sideways calmly, without saying a word, and just smiled lightly at Ruya Daozi, as if she had no choice but to talk to the moonlight, her heart was filled with warmth, and her heart was broken, and the fate was missing for a moment.

Jiang Moshu held the bone knife, his eyebrows were serious, and he walked past the beautiful figure like a fairy indifferently. The divine light in his eyes did not waver at all, as if there was only the solitary figure in front of him in the world, like the moon like a butterfly, and the blood and wounds all over his body were her bright and clean body. , seems to have gone through the appointment of sword and sword.

Faint footsteps appeared behind Shang Chunru, making her breathing quicken and her weak body trembling slightly.

In the end, I did not wait for Master, so I had to call him Master.

Looking back on the journey along the way, it seemed like an incredibly beautiful dream. Qilin's cause and effect turned into love and obsession, and a fate was born. Finally, he and Mo Shu lived side by side, living up to the first meeting that year.

It's a pity that God doesn't holiday and people don't get their wishes.

Fortunately, the Qilin and the Silent Sword Three Thousand in the Human Emperor's Secret Realm are really wonderful. It's like meeting a wonderful person again, so there is no need to meet again.

That little bit of unwillingness, just go with the wind. Unfortunately, I owe you ten miles of red makeup and a wedding dress.

"Chunru, thank you for your hard work!" The gentle voice came into Shang Chunru's ears, like thunder falling in the sky, like the moonlight shining in the lonely heartbeat.

Shang Chunru didn't dare to open his eyes, let alone turn around, for fear that the slightest movement would wake up the most magical and beautiful moment before death.

At this moment, she was even a little grateful to Bie Muhe, who was willing to take her life with such magical powers.

The sound of the sound came, like the whistling of the wind, like the magical power of the Gu Tao. Shang Chunru breathed out gently. It doesn't matter if there are no bones left, as long as he remembers his most beautiful appearance.

Suddenly, I felt a softness on my shoulders, and Daozi's gentle voice came to my ears again. It was as elegant and graceful as in the past, as beautiful as the flowers in the dream, and as good as the memory.

"Sorry, I'm a little late..."

Shang Chunru suddenly opened her eyes in disbelief. Sure enough, a white dress was draped on her shoulders, like the first snow on the ground, like the ever-present moon in the water in spring and autumn.

Raising his eyebrows, he saw a surprised face reflected in Daozi's starry eyes. The beautiful woman's mouth was slightly open, and crystal tears were rolling down from the corners of her eyes.

It’s not a dream, it’s really not a dream! Shang Chunru nodded and shook his head, his eyes filled with confusion and tears streaming down his face.

"Chunru, it's okay. You did a good job. Leave everything else to me." Jiang Moshu said in a deep voice, and held the beauty in his arms under the surprised gaze.

After a few breaths, Shang Chunru woke up and struggled slightly, "Master... Mo Shu, where are the Demon Mother and the Little Demon Emperor."

"It's such a rare moment that Chunru still remembers me. I'm really flattered."

The charming smile suddenly echoed in the depths of the Human Emperor's secret realm, as if responding to Shang Chunru's doubts, Bie Muhe had already walked over.

But at this moment, the Demon Mother's originally beautiful face was replaced by a pale jade face, and her eyes were filled with deep envy and a hint of weariness.

The sadness is separated from the embrace, as thin as a light silk, as thin as a wave, the sadness and joy fall beside the wind and moon, wrong! wrong! wrong!

Although the blockade between heaven and earth was broken, in the heart of the Demon Mother, Shang Chunru won this round.

Jiang Moshu's eyes suddenly turned cold, full of murderous intent, "Outside, the digital primordial spirits are investigating inch by inch in Yongdu, and the emperor is still blocked in Qingming, don't be envious, you and the little devil emperor can't escape."

Bie Muhe covered his mouth and smiled softly. There was no nervousness in his expression. It seemed that the soul in Daozi's mouth was like a chicken or a dog.

"Chunru, it's a pity today. Brother Jiang disturbed the situation but I couldn't kill you. I hope you take good care of yourself. I'm actually quite distressed by so many wounds."

Seeing the elegant Taoist man hugging the haggard beauty, the Demon Mother pursed her lips tightly, and the smile on her fairy face gradually calmed down, "It's a pity that Chunru was delayed and failed to break the blockade of the other four realms. But even if there is only There is a gap, and this world finally allows me, the emperor, to enter the world.

Brother Jiang, you are extremely powerful in fighting skills, and if you can fight Jiayun Zhen, you must be able to clearly see the situation in the world.

When the Emperor enters the world, the destruction of this world is a foregone conclusion.

If you want to preserve the human race in the world, the path chosen by Fu Mianxian Zun is not wrong. If the human race turns into the lineage of heavenly demons, why not destroy all the heavens? "

Jiang Moshu looked at Bie Muhe and pondered for a moment. After a few breaths, he suddenly said, "Are all the demons and demons from the races that were destroyed in the past?"

He had thought about it carefully before competing with Fu Mian Xianzun in the illusion formation. If the guess was true, the demon would be really terrifying.

No wonder there are endless descendants of the Heavenly Demon. If each lineage of the Heavenly Demon is followed by a world, it will naturally cost money. This was confirmed from the mouth of the Demon Mother.

Don't sigh in admiration. He nodded slightly, blinked his wonderful eyes, and his voice became louder and louder, "Yes, every lineage of heavenly demons was once a clan in the heavens!"

Of course, Brother Jiang may have misunderstood one thing. Not all heaven and earth can become heavenly demons. Most of them are just reduced to the nests of heaven and earth demons, where they cultivate their dependents.

Only when the heaven and earth are shattered, and the wisdom and courage that burst out are recognized by many emperors, can you be qualified to become a demon.

For example, there are currently a few human races, such as the Jiang family and the Zheng family, or the dragon and phoenix clans whose bloodline defies heaven.

Oh, the real dragon is gone too, and it’s Brother Jiang’s fault again. "

Sure enough, Jiang Moshu's eyes lit up, and his gaze slowly swept over the Demon Mother, before he said solemnly, "What about other human races, such as ordinary monks without Dao body, and hundreds of millions of mortals."

The Demon Mother raised her head, and in her bright eyes, it seemed as if lotus flowers were dying, the heaven and earth were collapsing, and all living beings were surrendering. However, she seemed to be answering questions that were wrong, "There are also those among the descendants of the demon who stand out and can transform into real demons. Isn't this enough?" ?”

"That's enough, but this is not the path I want to take." Jiang Moshu shook his head with a smile on his face.

The bone knife is as pale as the sun and like fire, cutting off wasted time, slaying phantom demons, and cutting off fate. Finally, I was able to cross over with a killing blow, fighting for the end of the day in the spring and autumn.

"Brother Jiang, do you really not regret it?" Before Huaguang disappeared, Biemuhe opened his mouth and called softly. It seemed that Ye Weiyang had many obstacles in his career, it seemed that the divine turtle would eventually perish after the end of the world, and it seemed that he didn't understand why Daozi insisted on the human race. Yongchang.