No one knows why Jian Ming is Jian Ming.

But the reason why he is pleasant must be that he has some resonance with the person who pops it.

Everyone in the world knows that beauty is beautiful, and this is evil!

It is said that everyone loves beauty. Liu Muyan naturally has a heart that advocates beauty, such as a beautiful banshee. But this pleasant sword sound deeply hurts him. How could it be so beautiful?

Everyone in the world knows that good things are not good!

It may be very ridiculous and absurd. But the facts are sometimes so ridiculous and absurd. He realized Su Fu's spiritual beauty from the sound of the sword, and felt ashamed of his sinister, ugly and lewd heart.

This feeling made him jealous and crazy, and the already dead water lake suddenly burst into huge waves.

Ten Xunlong dragons raised their heads and roared angrily, spitting out thousands of acres of wild sand, and instantly swallowed the Demon God Palace.

"How can I die alone!"

His red eyes reflected a blue light. He rushed over frantically, and all the venom condensed in his throat.

Then the blue light shone across his neck. His body, which was twenty feet tall, was covered by jasper snake scales. It was hard to tell which was the neck, which was the head, and which was the body. But Liu Muyan's head fell down like that, and the broken mouth was flat, without a trace of water. It was like the most competent man. The prisoner often died before he felt the pain.

Liu Muyan is different from prisoners and ordinary people. He is Tengshe and can even make a sound: "Su Fu, you won't understand the feeling of living in the dark every day."

Su Fu's chest was hot and hot, and the circulation of spiritual energy exceeded the limit of the demon's tolerance: "I witnessed a period of darkness not long ago. He was very unfortunate. He was entangled with darkness in this life. He was also very lucky because the light was always with him and brought him back from the darkness. In fact, when every creature in the world was born, wouldn't it be that everyone lived in darkness? Otherwise, why did we always chase the light every time we opened our eyes?"

"Dark is sometimes terrifying and disgusting. Although you are different from him, relatively speaking, you are even more hateful in my eyes." Su Fuping breathed and looked calm. "Hateful people must be pitiful. Your hateful lies in the fact that there is no principled bottom line in your way of doing things. You don't understand that if you want to get it, you must give first. You will only blame the unfair fate and resent others to let you down; your pitiful lies in surrendering to fate..."

Liu Muyan was speechless after many of the previous words, but this sentence seemed to touch his reverse scale. He suddenly shouted: "Fuck! I didn't surrender. I tried to change my fate again and again. If it weren't for you to disturb me, I had already completed changing my fate. You should be the one who was trampled under my feet!"

"Since you tried to change your fate with the help of external forces, you have already surrendered." Su Fu said coldly, "There is no shortcut to the road, and fate is never destined. Every thought, behavior and decision of yours is your fate. If you don't complain and let go of your body and mind to accept the inherent misfortune, you will not end like this at all."

Speaking of this, he had a sarcastic look on his face: "You said I don't understand darkness? Will I tell you that since I was born, a demon spirit lived in my body, or a clone of spiritual desires. I did not have a prominent background like you, and I did not have a master like the ancestor of all demons. When I was a casual cultivator, I would never die with him.

"Do you understand, never stop until death!" Su Fu repeated sneeringly. If it were usual, of course he would not have been idle to say so much, but Liu Muyan's induction almost made Qingyi make irreversible actions. How could he know how he hatred for Liu Muyan kill him?

He wanted to hit Liu Muyan in a decent manner and die with endless regret.

And these words were indeed shocking. Liu Muyan was speechless for a while, and his vitality was lost in vain. He could not even say the last few words, and his consciousness gradually returned to nothingness.

Nothingness means nothing.

But he smiled, for himself, for Su Fu, for everyone who was about to die under a certain will, or for the demon.

Su Fu spent a lot of effort and finally cut off Liu Muyan's head, but his snake's mouth with huge fangs actually started to pull. There were many strange things in the world, and the strange scene of snakes laughing was still rare.

No matter what, he won.

The sword domain did not dissipate, and Su Fu knew that he would face a more severe test next time. He had already issued a harsh order in Xuanling, and all the generals and demon soldiers began to stay away from the Demon God Palace.

"If I die, escape from Juzhou immediately. But I will not die because I decided to run away if I can't beat this time, for you and for myself." Su Fu thought he was amusing to leave this sentence to all the generals under him and took back all the Xuanling rays.

The wild sand is still raging, without any intention of stopping.

But the two snake bodies lie quietly for a long time, but there is no intention of moving. The venom on the ground mixed with blood and turned into a strange thick liquid, flowing like magma.

The sword intent turned eight times, and the sword domain changed slightly. The wild sand covering the sky and the sun was about to break in several times, but the jade tower that had appeared and had already lost half of its veil would spit out violent sword energy. The sword energy was no longer aimlessly wandering, but with the will to coordinate them, it seemed clever and domineering.

This allowed Su Fu to concentrate on promoting the operation of the sword intent, but before half of it, the sword intent completely stagnated. The spiritual energy was like an old donkey who had been hungry for several days, and could not walk no matter what.

Su Fu knew that this was limited by his cultivation level. At this point, he had consumed all his understanding and accumulation of swordsmanship over the years. It was like using the experience of the first half of his life to write a book, but he still had not experienced it in the second half of his life, so he could not fully describe and write it.

The Demon God Palace was almost completely destroyed. Su Fu's eyes suddenly looked at the forbidden area in the back mountain. What he had to do? The Junshan Divine Tree seemed to have some connection with Ye Zhenren.

Thinking of this, he jumped backwards, and ten Xunlongs followed closely. It seems that this magical power would not dissipate just because the master died, or did the master never die at all?

No matter what it is, it does not prevent Su Fu from leading them to the Demon God Palace ten miles away. Since the so-called will has not appeared, it is better to think of a way to break the Xunlong formation first.

He didn't see that after he left, the liquid mixed with venom and blood began to emit a green mist, gathering on Liu Muyan's head. The jastic snake scales suddenly cracked, and a person like a dry old tree came out from it. He made a strange sound, and the green mist was sucked into his belly.

As the fog was swallowed, the shriveled skin on the body began to fill up. If blood was injected, the blood vessels hidden under the skin bulged and flowed, and his skin and facial skin became more and more rosy. Later, he was able to control his pores to absorb the fog.

He crawled out all over his body, his chin was pointed and thin, and his eyebrows were narrow and long.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes. The pupils were bright yellow, like a yellow gem with a cold luster, staring solemnly in the inky mist, greedily putting everything into his eyes, as if he hadn't opened his eyes for tens of thousands of years.

"Chu Du, get out!" He regained some strength, and a terrifying aura surged out, destroying all the smoke and dust and sand into powder. The radius of hundreds of feet was as if time was still.

Su Fu came a hundred feet away at some point, and the sword domain was swaying like a small boat in a storm: "What's the matter with Your Majesty?"

The man seemed to notice that there was a little bug. His narrow and long pupils turned slightly, and then his body turned: "You are not Chu Du!"

Just as the sky of hundreds of feet in a radius fell, Su Fu's chest was beating with a "bang" and the breath in his body was disordered. The sword intent was forced to retreat from the eighth turn to the seventh turn, and the sword domain began to blur.

"I'm not." Su Fu barely spoke.

"Then what should you do? My name is Chu Du. What should you do if you don't call Chu Du?" he shouted sternly.

"I am barely the master of this place now. You are a guest at my house. If I don't come out to respond to you, who can respond to you?" Su Fu straightened his back. The pride of pine and bamboo made him unable to bow down. The ambition as high as the Nine Heavens made him unwilling to escape. He suddenly realized that escaping was not a simple thing, it required supreme courage.

If he escaped at this time, all his previous efforts would be in vain. Of course, he did not want to be the Demon King so much, but he always felt that he should give an explanation to those demons who had fought for it.

If I am the Demon Emperor, I will repay the prosperity of the world.

"Didn't you ask me?" He raised his head high. If he was the Demon Emperor at this time, he would not be able to bow to anyone.

"You? A human race?" The other eye of the weird man opened, but it was a strange dark gray, like the abyss demon eyes.

"I'm Tengshe," he said.

Tengshe? What is this answer?

"Tengsnake is Tengsnake." It seemed that Su Fu's doubts were seen, and he tried to make Su Fu understand what he meant.

But I don’t know if it’s because of his expression skills or Su Fu’s stupidity, his doubts are still unsolved.

He stretched out his hand impatiently, and the thousands of acres of wild sand that had been drawn away swept across the sky, turning into a rolling line, rushing towards this side.

The sandstorm was getting closer and higher, and it had already covered most of the sky, the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were gone.

Su Fu barely suppressed the explosive sword domain and said, "Do you have no name?"

"My name is Tengshe!" He said coldly, as if he was very dissatisfied with Su Fu's stupidity. The demon eyes flipped, and a trace of breath that was hard to see in the naked eye merged into the void.

The cold and noise dust crashed into Su Fu's Niwan Palace with his voice. The green energy collapsed like a mirror shattered. The five-colored divine light lost its former spirit and condensed itself into a small dot.

Su Fu immediately replaced the green energy with hundreds of eight stars, barely resisting the sand and dust. The star field appeared above his head, covering most of the sky with his eyes, but in front of the huge sand and dust wall hundreds of feet high, it was as fragile as paper.

Then, he immediately understood what Tengshe meant.

This is the ancestor of the Tengshe clan, the demon god Tengshe.

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