With such a scene, the people around them no longer dared to go there. There were rumors that there was a female ghost among them, who was abandoned by her lover during her lifetime and made trouble after her death, specializing in sucking the essence of men. As a result, the trade between the Western Regions and the Central Plains also changed its route. Here

I have never heard of a woman being injured. There is a rumor that came from nowhere. The female ghost gave birth to two children. She was extremely sad after her death. After becoming a ghost, she still wanted to have a child.

Some really poor families who couldn't afford to raise their children believed this rumor and placed their baby girls at the entrance of the abandoned Xishang Town. They hid in the distance and watched the situation at the entrance of the town while crying. Sure enough,

, late at night, a woman in white with long hair covering her face came to take the child away. As she walked, she comforted the child and sang: "

Heaven and earth are ruthless,

Falling to the ground and throwing away life and death.

Bitter life encounters bitter life,

We all depend on each other in this world.”

As a result, many poor families put their baby girls in Xishang Town. This was a ridiculous thing, but once they heard that the Demon Lord was here, the tragedies in the past and the situation of this baby girl should be explained.

Death Valley.

Xishang Town.

The town was desolate. It was the spring and summer solstice, but there was no one here at all during the bustle. More than 300 people gathered at the entrance of the town, looking at the dilapidated elevated plaques that had been in disrepair for a long time, and felt cold in their hearts.

Walking in slowly, weeds are everywhere. The old days of trading, carriages, dances, pavilions and singing platforms have been eroded by time and are covered in dust. Doors and windows have fallen to the ground, and houses have collapsed.

The Holy Princess sighed slightly: "This devil is really cruel and ruthless. The good-looking town has been turned into this by him."

The people around him also sighed with emotion. Looking around, they couldn't help but feel a little strange. Qinglong said: "This town is completely silent. There are no living things in sight. I don't know where the devil is hiding?"

The Holy Princess smiled coldly: "This devil is extremely cunning, just follow me."

The Holy Princess led everyone to a remote corner of the town. This place looked more dated than other places. There were no carriages with crooked wheels on the ground, houses that had fallen sideways, and only buildings occupied by thick unknown weeds.

The flower bed with one or two bright little flowers exposed is hard to bear to look at. However, there is a dry well in the middle. There is not much dust at the mouth of the well, but it is still a little lively.

The Holy Princess stared closely at the mouth of the well, unknowingly all her body's energy had been injected into her meridians, ready to go. Her eyes were as bright as water, and a trace of long-awaited enthusiasm and excitement flashed in the deepest part. Her voice trembled slightly: "This is it.

.”

Downhole.

There is no sunlight around. It is daytime, but the place is lined with torches. Under the light of the fire, it can be seen that this is a huge underground cave. However, this cave is a bit strange. It is not dark and humid, but it is full of prosperity and vitality.

In the huge cave, there are actually thatched houses built one after another, arranged neatly, like a small town. Groups of young women, old and young, wearing colorful clothes, are running back and forth in the cave.

, the youngest is still a child. They are laughing and chatting, which is very lively. But they don’t dare to speak too loudly, as if they are afraid of disturbing something.

Behind the cave is a slightly larger small temple, clean and spotless. There are a few candles lit in the temple. The candlelight flickers, bright and dark, and the pale face of an old man sitting cross-legged on a futon is reflected in the cloudy and sunny weather.

.

He looks about sixty years old, his hair is not completely white yet, his eyes are closed tightly, practicing his luck, and his expression is peaceful. The true energy surrounds him, and from time to time the clothes around him flutter slightly. From time to time, he seems to feel a little uncomfortable, frowns slightly, and coughs.

Sound. It's quite quiet here. The girls laughing and playing are far away, so the sound is quieter here.

After a while, there was a faint cry of a baby in the distance. The old man took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes revealed the peace and tranquility that he had seen through the world after all the vicissitudes of life. A woman in white comforted a crying child in her arms.

The baby saw the old man open his eyes and walked over slowly with a smile.

"Master, you have finished practicing. Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah. It's much better." A smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, "It's been twenty years, and every time you ask me this question, you still don't change your mind."

The woman in white pursed her lips and said, "Master, it's not your injury. It's been twenty years and it still hasn't healed properly. It always makes us worry. If you don't ask this, how can you ask?"

The old man showed a wry smile: "My injury was caused by the Xuanming Divine Sword. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to recover in this life." He said this, it must be the Demon Lord. He paused and said: "Bai Die,

That ice unicorn, have you found it?"

There was a trace of helplessness in Bai Die's eyes, and he shook his head and said: "Not yet. But we have been looking around for these years, and we should find it soon. On the contrary, the fire phoenix has already found its habitat."

The Demon Lord said calmly: "Fire Phoenix is ​​of no use to me." He sighed softly and stood up. Although Bai Die was holding the child, he hurriedly went to help it.

The Demon Lord waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to support him. He looked at the child again, coughed, and said, "Why, someone else doesn't want children anymore?"

Bai Die nodded, a little dissatisfied, "Yes, I just brought him back two days ago. Master, tell me, why are these parents so cruel?"

After hearing this, the Demon Lord froze, the corners of his eyes seemed to tremble, and he muttered softly, "Cruel... Cruel... Alas... Cruel..." After pondering for a moment, he said with deep feeling: "Baidie, you

Tell me, am I a good master?"

Bai Die said without hesitation: "Of course it is. Master, you have raised us for so many years, taught us martial arts, and have been taking in abandoned orphans. If you were not a good master, the world would be turned upside down!"

The Demon Lord laughed twice: "Your little mouth has always been so sweet. Without you, I, an old man who has lived for more than three hundred years, would have been suffocated to death." Baidie pursed her lips and smiled.

But at this time, the Demon Lord sighed again, his voice a little regretful, "If you say cruel, I am afraid that there is no one more cruel than me, the master..."

Bai Die froze for a moment, not believing it, "What's wrong, Master?"

The Demon Lord stopped and raised his head slightly, looking at the gray earth cave ceiling that was getting darker and darker under the firelight. His eyes were deep, as if he was recalling the vicissitudes of the past. Baidie looked at him quietly, not daring to disturb him.

After a long time, the Demon Lord turned around, coughed twice, his eyes were still so peaceful and peaceful, and said calmly: "Although you have been with me for a long time, you still don't know many things." He shook his head: "Chen

Don’t mention the past years, don’t mention it anymore…”

Baidie listened and had no intention of asking further questions. Love, hate, fame and fortune, finally calmed down. Perhaps, this old man who has lived for more than three hundred years has seen too many things in the world and has long been succumbed to this ruthless world.

Even though I am so numb, I can see clearly.

Seeing this, Baidie changed the topic, but still chewed on the joke. She pouted and said: "Master, tell me, why do people in the world call you 'Demon Lord'? From my point of view, Master is so good that he is called 'Immortal Lord'

That’s right!”

When the Demon Lord heard this, he laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter 'Demon Lord', it doesn't matter 'Immortal Lord', it's just a title, whether it's an immortal or a demon, it's just a thought, don't be attached, don't be attached! Hahahahahaha

…”

As the two of them walked, the Demon Lord's expression suddenly changed, but then returned to normal. He said calmly: "A guest is here."

...

Bai Die frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure on his face, as if he was unhappy with others breaking his peaceful life. He pouted and said, "Master, I'll send them away."

"No." The Demon Lord waved his hand, "You can't send away this guest."

Bai Die's expression changed.

The Demon Lord said calmly: "I will come in person." After a pause, "Call all the disciples, set up a formation, and follow me. There will be a big battle in a while."

"What?" Bai Die didn't expect that things would be so serious today, and said in a voiceless voice: "But, Master, your injury..."

"It doesn't matter." The Demon Lord interrupted her, with a bit more perseverance to fight in his eyes, "I have been training for twenty years. Even if I am not cured, it is enough to deal with these younger generations."

Baidie quickly summoned all his disciples, including those who were playing around, those who were sleeping in the thatched huts or practicing martial arts, some were big and some were small. There were more than a hundred people in total. They picked up their weapons, with stern expressions on their faces. They formed a formation and stood behind the Demon Lord.

On the roof at the end of the cave, there is a wide opening that can accommodate one person. It should be the passage connected to the dry well outside.

Sure enough, a red shadow flashed past, and a person fell slowly and lightly from the entrance of the cave. She was dressed in red, with a red scarf around her face, and murderous eyes. She was the Holy Princess. Then, countless figures floated in, all of them with extraordinary dexterity.

Look is a good skill. In the blink of an eye, more than 300 people have entered the underground cave. Under the leadership of the Holy Princess, they stepped forward to confront the Demon Lord. This cave is really not small. Hundreds of people have gathered in it.

See the crowd.

The Demon Lord looked at the figure in front of him and moved slightly. Seeing this formation, even though his martial arts skills were unique in the world, he was also slightly nervous. His eyes wavered, turned in a circle, and finally landed on the Holy Princess. "Come here, what are you doing?"

The Holy Princess sneered: "What are you doing? Of course I will take your old life." At this moment, Antian Hongling was stimulated by the true energy, and a long snake was surrounding the Holy Princess, floating up and down, making a hunting sound. Everyone

Seeing this, his sword was on the verge of breaking out. Especially Suzaku's half-moon-shaped scimitar, which glowed with a faint yellow light and had an intimidating aura in it. It was not ordinary at first sight.

The Demon Lord smiled slightly and said calmly: "Where is the Xuanming Divine Sword? You can't kill me just by relying on Antian Hongling and Yuanyue Sword."

The Holy Princess looked disdainful: "Oh, is that so? Let's give it a try. All the elite disciples of our Heavenly Maiden Sect will come out to see if we can deal with it. You are still seriously injured and have only recovered 70% to 80% of your skills. You are more than 300 years old.

Old man."

After hearing this, the demon king's eyes twitched, nodded, and said with a smile: "The words "young people are to be feared" are really true. You people are all extraordinary in martial arts. I really have no confidence in victory." But when he said this, not only did he not have any confidence in victory.

The embarrassment of facing a powerful enemy was replaced by a calm and kind attitude.

The calmer it is, the more terrifying it is!

The Demon Lord pondered for a moment, and there was a hint of unbearability in his weathered eyes. He sighed: "After all, I am your master. Do you really want to kill me today?" Then he asked: "Your Gangsha Shura Body"

', You should have already mastered it, right? If you take one more step, you will become an immortal."

"You're talking nonsense! I don't have a master who is as inhumane as you!" The Holy Princess was furious, "Stop your wishful thinking! You keep talking about 'becoming an immortal' and witnessing the world's supreme martial arts, but have you seen that?

This irrelevant dream is what drives you to this day! Three hundred years have passed, and you still haven’t repented!"

After hearing this, the Demon Lord raised his arms, looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice was fervent and shrill, and even his body was trembling. "Hahahahaha... Why, after all, you are practicing this martial art, but you don't believe me either."

If you say that people can become immortals, they are not empty words! Sooner or later, I will prove it to you! Prove it to the ignorant children in this world! Let the world know that their miscellaneous little skills are called the orthodox martial arts magic skills.

How worthless you are in front of the immortals!" After saying this, he couldn't help coughing while being excited, and his face couldn't help but become even paler. Baidie and the disciples were worried for a while.

"Stop talking nonsense! After three hundred years of hard training, haven't you still not become an immortal?" The Holy Princess snorted and said: "It's useless to talk more! Since you created this 'Gangsha Shura Body', let you

You will suffer the consequences and die under this set of martial arts!" He turned around and said: "Suzaku, Xuanwu, you and I will work together to deal with the Demon Lord. Qinglong, you lead everyone to stop the Demon Lord's disciples and don't let them rescue him."

"Yes!" The disciples of the Heavenly Lady Sect responded.

The Demon Lord shook his head, showing a hint of helplessness but no fear: "Okay, since you insist on fighting, I will accompany you."

"superior!"
To be continued...