At this time, gray clouds were floating in the emerald sky of the Demon World, and the orange-pink sun and the silver-white moon shone together.

This is the world of demons, parallel to other worlds. All plants, birds, and beasts are cultivated into demons in this magical world, and then live here or continue to practice.

In this world, all demon races can live with their own body, and their body state is more conducive to the practice of demon races, but most demon races that have reached the transformation stage will choose to walk in human form.

The demon clan is undoubtedly sad. They have become a habit of underestimating themselves. Most demons would rather experience the ninety-ninety-one "demonic thunder" that become immortals of the same level than continue to practice and become demons that can compete with gods.

There are only a handful of demons who have withstood demons from ancient times to the present. Most of the demons were struck by this thunder without even leaving any scum. Even the fact that they were so bloody that they could not stop the demons who were so disgusted that they had lived for too long, and they went one after another to "death".

In the demon world today, groups of monsters can be seen everywhere, sitting cross-legged with a smile, forming seals with both hands, sinking their qi to the dantian, and then waiting for the arrival of the demon thunder with satisfaction until it is destroyed, just like a human cult organization holding an event.

In the palace of the Imperial Capital, an old man with a vulgar expression was buried on a golden dragon chaise, digging his nostrils with one hand and holding a fruit that looked like an apple and was more delicate than an apple in the other hand, digging and gnawing.

"Dad, why are you here?" The girl's silver bell-like voice rang in the empty hall. The old man's chewing movements were paused, then he accelerated his chewing speed and swallowed the things in his mouth.

"What, can't I be here?" the old man said rudely.

The girl covered the disgust in her eyes, forced a smile, and a gentle voice rang out: "How could it be, Dad, why did you suddenly get angry again? Isn't everything going well now? This demon world will soon belong to our father and daughter."

The old man hugged the girl in his arms, and his rough big hands muffled her soft waist a few times. The wretched old face was full of satisfaction, but his eyes were cruel. He leaned over and pressed against the girl's ear and said, "What's the point of this tattered demon world? The demon world will no longer exist! Hehe~ Then I will take the gold, silver and jewelry from this demon world and your good daughter to become an immortal and a god. Let's go to live a happy life!"

The girl's face suddenly turned pale, and her lips were trembling: "Dad...are we going to seize the dominance of the demon world? Why..."

The old man pinched the girl's chin and forced her to look at him: "When will I still discuss with you when I make a decision?"

The girl's eyes were gentle and wavy, her big, watery eyes were pitiful, her thin body was trembling slightly, her red lips opened, and her voice was filled with an undetectable crying voice: "Dad, Ling'er knew she was wrong, you let go of Ling'er, it hurts..."

The old man's rough hands gently rubbed the girl's broken little face for a moment, throwing her to the ground of the hall like throwing a rag bag, then stood up and patted the dust that did not exist on her body, and walked out of the hall.

"I'm devastated in the Demon Realm. Ling Cang, I heard that the Forbidden Curse Blood Sacrifice has been activated and turned into a pool of blood mist. You should just stop thinking about him!" The old man's voice came from outside the hall, and the girl on the ground couldn't help but lie on the ground and burst into tears.

She is finished, her happiness is finished.

She was originally a lotus in the lotus pond in Fuyao Mountain in the Demon Realm. The old man was her adoptive father, a weasel spirit.

Since her mind first opened, this weasel spirit who had transformed had been by her as a loving old uncle. Not only did shelter her from the wind and rain, but she also found many things for her to help her practice.

After she transformed successfully, this weasel spirit was even more pampered with him. She even helped her design and drove away her love rival so that she could become the only woman around the man she liked.

She once thought that this weasel spirit really treated herself as her daughter, but she never expected that it was this loving "adoptive father" who deceived and used her.

The battle between the Six Realms millions of years ago started strangely, as if there was an irreconcilable conflict with the Lower Three Realms overnight, and the troops were ready to attack the Lower Three Realms suddenly.

Faced with the sudden outbreak of soldiers and horses from the upper three realms, the lower three realms had no time to make much preparations and rushed to fight. Ling Cang, the new demon emperor who had just recovered the demon world, was naturally too busy to keep his feet on the ground.

It is said that men are the most handsome when they are busy. Han Ling'er looked at the man who was giving orders in front of her and arranged troops, and her heart fell deeply into it.

On the eve of the war, Han Ling'er saw Ling Cang lying in front of the imperial case and fell asleep evenly. She took a blanket and walked over and gently put it on him.

But I heard the man lying on the table murmuring in his dream: "Lele...Lele..."

The sound penetrated deeply into her heart like a poisonous sting. Her beloved man called the name of another woman in his dream, and it was that damn koi!

Han Ling'er's hands were clenched into fists, her long nails were embedded in the flesh, and blood dripped onto the ground along the scars, but she didn't feel any pain at all. She just hated, was just jealous, and was so jealous that she was going crazy.

"How is it, he doesn't love you." Hanyuan's voice suddenly sounded, and she couldn't help but make her smart.

"Entertainment Father..." Han Ling'er looked at the old man who came in in surprise. She realized the strangeness here at this time. This was the palace of the Demon Emperor. There was no reason why the Demon Emperor fell asleep and there was not a single servant.

"How about killing him?" Looking at the cold and cold eyes of the old man in front of him, Han Ling'er felt as if she had fallen into a cold well. The old man in front of him was obviously so familiar, but so strange.

The old man walked towards Han Ling'er step by step, and Han Ling'er retreated step by step until he had no choice but to retreat.

The old man's voice sounded in Han Ling'er's ears with extremely bewitching power: "He doesn't love you, no matter how you give, he won't love you. He loves that koi, even if the koi leaves him, he still misses him. What else do you want to do with such a man? What else do you want to do with such a man? Such a man..."

Han Ling'er's eyes slowly dissipated, and then became confused and determined. She pursed her lips, and a trace of cruelty that did not belong to her flashed in her eyes. She said crazy and firmly: "For such a man, let him die!"

A satisfied smile appeared on the old man's face. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his clothes and put it in Han Ling'er's palm. A kind and loving voice sounded: "Go and drink this for him."

Han Ling'er held the porcelain bottle in her hand tightly and walked towards the man who was sleeping soundly on the table. Her slender hand stretched out, suddenly grabbed the man's hair and raised his head. Her other hand poured the liquid from the porcelain bottle into his mouth.

The next day, in the six realms, the new demon emperor who killed one and four kings within one month of the demon world faced Xuanzhe, the son of the Heavenly Emperor, and lost all his magic power at the critical moment! Even if a woman in red suddenly flew in front of him, it could not prevent him from losing his soul.

The picture is still clearly visible in Han Ling'er's mind.

After Ling Cang's death, the adopted father, who had always been kind and loving, finally revealed his true face, his ambitions, and his viciousness. He tortures and humiliates himself in every way, but she had no choice.

The demon world is going to be destroyed, and she is also destroyed.

Han Ling'er held her knees and curled up in the empty hall, looking at the front with an empty look, but a sarcastic smile was on the corner of her mouth.

Haha, she deserves it! If it weren't for her own inner desires that continued to expand, how could she make mistakes and make mistakes every step?

She only remembered that Koi and Ling Cang were in love, but forgot that when she was a lotus, Koi was by her side every day and told her interesting things outside. She forgot that the relationship between them was like sisters, and she was wrong.

If she hadn't been too greedy, she would have always been the girl who was loved and cared for by Ling Cang and Xiao Koi as her sister, and she could easily become the eldest princess of the demon world. But what did she do!

Koi was dead. The woman in red who stood in front of Ling Cang and was scattered by Xuanzhe, the son of the Emperor, was a koi. Ling Cang was also dead. The only two people in the world who grew up with her and treated her as her sister were killed by her. She deserved it!

Tears of despair fell along the girl's delicate face and fell silently on the cold ground of the hall.

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In the southeast corner of the demon world, there is a towering mountain called Fuyao Mountain.

Fuyao Mountain is covered with white fog all year round, like a illusion and reality, and is as misty as a fairyland. There are rumors that there is a passage to the fairyland on Fuyao Mountain, and there are rumors that crossing "demonic thunder" near Fuyao Mountain can get the protection of "fairy energy".

Although there were no successful cases, many monsters traveled thousands of miles to the surrounding area of ​​Fuyao Mountain to overcome the tribulation. Over time, the area around Fuyao Mountain was charred and no grass grew.

If it weren't for the steep terrain of Fuyao Mountain, few people who entered the mountain had come out alive. Otherwise, with the demons in the demon world's obsession with "Flying Immortals", Fuyao Mountain would have been flattened long ago.

Fortunately, no matter whether I came to Fuyao Mountain to overcome the tribulation or find a way to the fairy world, all the demons who came to Fuyao Mountain basically did not appear in the demon world again. This made the demons stop thinking about coming to Fuyao Mountain, and Fuyao Mountain gradually became a place forgotten by demons.

But at this time, a group of people walked through the thick fog and the charred land, and walked towards Fuyao Mountain in dust.

The boy walking at the end of the team, about twelve or thirteen years old, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face. His legs, which were not strong, couldn't help but tremble. He hesitated for a while, and still shouted to the leading young man in a hoarse voice: "Brother Lingsha, can you take a rest? I really can't walk..."

The leading man looked at the tired people behind him, pursed his cracked lips, looked at the towering mountain peaks ahead, and nodded in agreement.

If someone who has participated in the Six Realms War here will definitely be surprised to recognize that the leader is Ling Sha, the leader of the demon emperor Ling Cang's family.
Chapter completed!