Not only is he still alive, but both of them are still alive.

The clothes on his body were soaked with demon blood, and even his long hair seemed to have been soaked in the blood pool for a long time. It was draped wetly on his shoulders and back, unusually heavy and sticky.

However, Lin Xi felt that only her cheeks, which should have been spattered with blood, were wiped clean, leaving no trace of blood stained.

In such a tragic and desperate battle, finding clean water is an extremely luxurious thing.

Lin Xi knew that Balian would not do anything unnecessary.

The injuries on her body seemed extremely serious, but no matter how serious they were, they were nothing more than the damage caused by the poisonous needle in her eye.

However, he knew how to wipe off the traces of blood on her face to avoid the harm caused by secondary poisoning.

Touching the clean cloth covering her eyes, Lin Xi felt something strange in her heart.

"Are we...still alive?"

Balian was sitting on a mountain of demon corpses. His light robe was stained scarlet with blood, and no trace of its original color could be found. The clothes hanging down underneath him were dripping with drops of blood, and the clothes all over his body were like

It looked like it was soaked in blood.

Bai Wai'an raised his eyebrows and said, "So the Master of Shanjian Palace has learned my identity as Demon Cheng Chanyue?"

Shan Jian nodded slightly, then raised two jade-white fingers and rubbed them back and forth, imitating me and said: "Whether it is a monster race, a human race, a demon race, or an immortal race, they will escape wherever they go.

That's the hard truth about 'money management'. Although you are the demon god Cejun Zhaohe, you are still born as a human being, and the cycle of life and death is controlled by the Four Netherworlds.

"I acted like this to help you reincarnate, but you ended up being reincarnated as a stillborn child with mortal blood. Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan personally opened his heavenly eyes to check the eight paths of reincarnation, and found out that I had even the slightest trace of violating the laws of heaven.

Bai Wai'an has always been a person who enjoys fighting, but due to the nature of the zombie demon clan, even in the dark blood state, I can also retreat into the fighting state at an extremely slow time, resulting in blood-devouring bad battles.

instinct.

But Bai Waian knows this.

Bai Waian understands it very well: "But you heard about the legendary Demon Tian Cejun, and you are worried about eye problems. Could it be that, you..."

Bai Waian's tone imitated me: "There are not too many tricks. I just use the newly learned body skills to avoid the attacks of the ferocious beasts, shuttle through them, find strong points and weaknesses, and then kill them."

The sword goes like this over and over again, avoiding one by one and killing one by one, but never kills them all."

Bai Wai'an thought for a moment, and then he seemed to understand something, and he felt a little like me: "So it seems that he is cultivating walking fire and becoming a demon, but in fact he is destroying himself?"

No matter how weak Bai Waian's receptive power was, he could not help but almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The truth is that kind of truth.

"I'm sorry..." Shan Jian raised his head and looked a little embarrassed.

Bai Waian even thinks that you can't set up a tea table and eat melon seeds while chatting.

"ah?"

Shan Jian asked: "Why should I save you?"

"Dead... fetus..." Bai Waian's mouth twitched, as if he had anticipated something.

Whenever my body reaches its limit, Lin Xi will convey an extremely weak fighting spirit to drive Baiwaian, squeezing out all the potential and ferocity in my body.

In fact, if you learn from me, if conditions permit.

Bai Waian was furious and confused: "He also bribed you, Ah Weng?!!!"

People drive the sword, and the soul of the sword inspires people.

Shan Jian interrupted: "Don't think so wildly, but there are stories that are not so bloody. You and the current Demon Lord are not brothers and sisters of the same blood... If I have to say it, you should be considered.

Your 'father'."

I looked at Shan Jian with a strange expression: "Is he kidding you? He is a man."

The eight thousand demons cannot be flowers, plants, fish, insects, birds, animals, spirits, trees, demons, ghosts, or monsters. They are classified according to gender.

Shan Jian pursed his lips, and a faint halo appeared on his pale and clean face. Your expression was as calm as usual, and he asked fiercely: "How long have you been asleep?"

Shan Jian's words were even more natural and arrogant than Bai Wai'an's 'kill one by one' just now.

If it weren't for your bad luck that you met Fu Qingxue, she wouldn't be the biological mother of many of your masters, the palace lord's wife of Cangwu Palace.

Shan Jian said seriously: "So you are blind."

Bai Waian asked: "Do you need a reason to save him?"

That attitude seems to prove that what you just said was not a joke.

Shan Jian said calmly: "Have you ever wanted to imitate me?"

What the hell?!!!

Although he escaped from death, Bai Wai'an's vitality was almost exhausted, and he also suffered small and large injuries. Even his vitality could not continue to replenish and heal the wounds under his body. Various internal injuries came up.

The injuries were all severe, and now it is extremely difficult for me to be able to survive with my consciousness scattered and reduced to a monster controlled by blood-devouring instincts.

"Reviving the Demon Sect?" Shan Jianhui seemed to have heard some special joke and laughed loudly: "I must say that in that world, no one hopes that the Demon Sect will be eradicated. I'm afraid there are people who are weaker than you, Wu Zhu.

my thoughts.”

Facing Shan Jian with a scolding smile, Bai Waian coughed dryly before speaking again.

Come to think of it, Qin Luo has long been paving the way for his own death. After all, the eight thousand demons have a certain bloodline of the demon king, and the path of cultivation is far beyond that of my demon clan or human clan.

In fact, what the world said is wrong. You did go crazy and died in this little battle between good and evil. It was just that your soul returned to the underworld. You treated the little emperor of Taiyin badly. Then I

I have arranged a bad pregnancy for you."

Bai Waian was shocked again and frowned: "But he is a human immortal, how can he practice the Demon Lord's unique magic?"

Cheng Chan naturally knew what I was thinking about writing in my heart. You touched the bandage under your face and laughed again: "Lords of hundreds of foreigners must be too worried. Although you are Jun Zhaohe, the demon god, you are of a nature.

He is cruel and vicious, and kills people like crazy, but in the end he still remembers Fu Qingxue's kindness to save you from danger. No matter what, you may be like this idiot Zhisu and trap the sect. After all, in a sense

, Cangwu Palace is also a very suitable place for you to settle down."

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Bai Waian was silent for a moment, and naturally he would miss the opportunity to be polite to you.

But who would have thought that the master of the Xianle Palace hidden in Cangwu Palace would actually be the rumored Demonic Cejun.

Shan Jian said calmly: "The real gods and demons in the world are not limited by gender. Qinluo, as the next generation of demon kings, is weak and can be compared with Zhu Zhan. My Xingyan calculation skills,

I have also reached the ultimate state. I predicted my own death through divination. I was willing to sit back and wait for death, so I used my ability to create the void to create the body of eight thousand demons. One of them is you, and it is not the demon that becomes Chanyue.

, Zhaohe."

On the contrary, if you came up honestly while you were asleep, I would be even more nervous.

Seven days?!

Cheng Chan sighed and said: "Practice and learn the forbidden magic of the Demon Lord of my own bloodline, and you will naturally have to pay a price. Although you are stillborn, you will be alive if you save it, and you are born disabled. Then

There is no certain reason for being so blind."

Bai Wai'an's eyes returned to their unusual red color. When I heard Shan Jian's question, I put Lin Xi in my hand into the sheath, turned my head and looked over, and said with a heavy smile: "You are really worthy of being the master of Shan Jian Palace."

A shameless little person can still sleep peacefully and soundly in the face of such a situation. His magnanimity is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

I don't want to increase my killing karma here. I also intend to take the lives of those monsters.

Shan Jian said seriously: "But no one has asked you?"

Baiwai'an raised his eyebrows and said, "So, how did he become the descendant of Immortal God Si Le? And how did he become a disciple of Cangwu Palace?"

Listening to Bai Wai'an's tone of voice, Shan Jian would naturally naively think that avoiding the kills one by one was something that could be done with such complexity.

"There is nothing to apologize for." Baiwai An said with a heavy smile: "Is it possible that you still hope that the master of Shanjian Palace will fight against the enemy with you even though he is seriously injured?"

Who could associate that man who looked soft and bully, with a gentle temperament but a hidden illness, with the notorious Zhaohe.

Shan Jian was surprised. To you, it was just a moment of closing your eyes, but seven days passed like mine?!

He held the Tiance Junshan Sword in his hand. It was unknown what material the sword was made of. The blade was simple and thick, and the blade had scale lines and was not as smooth as a mirror.

"If so, how could the Demon Sect be overthrown just by relying on the Eighteen Swords of Tianxi, the Four Classics of Taixuan, and the Cangwu Shizang Hall to overthrow the Demon Sect?"

Even though he said that, Bai Wai'an still didn't believe it at all: "As the master of the Demon Heaven, he established the Langya Demon Sect in one fell swoop for tens of thousands of years. It was so easy to manage. Overnight, he led eight sects.

Hundreds of Immortal Sects ruined their small businesses, but they never thought about taking revenge and reviving the Demon Sect?"

Baiwai'an: "..."

If so, you are carrying a confused injured person on your back, you are afraid of death, despair or other mixed emotions.

Shan Jian said: "In a sense, you are quite grateful that the eight sects can work together to defeat the ten thousand years of Langya Demon Sect's rule. The rise of Bai Waiyu, Yin Dufeng, and Su Guanhai, however, is

This gives you a terrible chance to break free from the shackles of fate."

"His eyes still have traces of magic, very much like the Demon Clan's Magic Eye Technique."

Bai Waian came up silent.

"But in those years, the master of Shanjian Palace kept his identity secret. Does anyone know?"

However, there is no need to wipe the blood and minced meat stained between the blades of the sword. The arm holding the sword is tilted, and the blood and minced meat hanging on the blade of the sword slowly slide off on its own, leaving the sword as bright as new.
To be continued...