So, is this the fundamental reason for the real rise of the three Tiandao sects?

The moment he learned the truth, Balian didn't feel too surprised.

It seems that only this explanation is more consistent with common sense.

When looking at the woman in front of him who was covered in blood and bruises, Balian couldn't help but feel a little solemn in his eyes.

Compared with the righteous people and the common people who are oppressed by the bloody and cruel methods of the devil, Zhao He, the leader of the devil sect, who is bound by shackles, facing boundless darkness, and imprisoned on the high throne, is really difficult.

Even asking for death is not an easy task.

Thinking of this, Balian couldn't help but soften a bit when he saw her face, and said: "In this way, the cruelty and disgustingness of the Langya Demon Sect actually have nothing to do with you. It's just that you are suffering from being controlled by the old Demon Lord Qinluo.

Is it a last resort?"

"Why do you have such strange thoughts?" A look of surprise appeared on Lin Xi's indifferent face.

"In his position and in his pursuit of his own affairs, as Zhao He, the leader of the Demon Sect, he naturally eats nothing but burning, killing, looting, and ferocious spirits."

Lin Xi smiled faintly and stood up: "If it weren't for my nature not to like being controlled by others, I would have continued to hold the position of the leader of the Demon Sect.

"You said that the two of them are too interested in Xianle Palace."

How could this great demon king give this sect master who was determined to transfer the position of demon king to his son the opportunity to step forward and absorb the bodies of eight thousand demons? In just a few thousand years, you took advantage of the Demon River to Shu

With Ci's hands, I secretly killed the remaining eight thousand Taoist Dao Demons, and cut off An Fenglu's path cleanly."

But among the hundreds of thousands of mountains in Kunlun, there is not one that seals another demon named ‘Demon God’, located in Jialan Cave.”

Cultivating the path of immortality means that you can give up your royal power and hegemony without any regrets, focus on playing the harp and picking herbs, and enjoy a life of happiness. You would rather be indifferent to all the splendors, and spend your whole life as my descendant, day after day, year after year.

The giant beast frowned: "What are his thoughts? It should be noted that the gods are not in trouble. Although the Kunlun God Lord is capable, he can get up immediately after a small somersault."

It glanced at Bai Waian with a warm look, and seemed to make a secret note for me in its heart.

It crawled on the ground ready to go, with a fierce look in its eyes and a series of fierce roars coming from its huge mouth.

"That's right."

It's really boring. For example, the evil that the notorious devil-white young man Zhaohe did back then was not forced by the sect leader Qin Luo.

You really want me to find God Lord Kunlun.

The giant beast seemed to understand.

The old devil stood in the cave of a huge ancient tree, looking into the distance with his deep purple eyes, watching the beasts disperse in the distance.

Dashanghu sneered at this.

In the cave, the wound that originally penetrated the body of this severely wounded tiger had not yet been bandaged with medicine.

The seriously injured tiger tiptoed for a moment, then raised its head and glanced into the cave. He found that the man standing in the cave with fluttering white clothes was not moved at all and did not look back.

The one in white clothes is clearly a Yinglong, but before he recognizes an owner, his personality is like that of a heeling dog.

"man?"

Although the seriously injured tiger was beaten to pieces, he was not in a state of embarrassment.

"The bad guys all live outside the same cave, and they are ready to cause trouble for others whenever they get the chance."

When the wounded tiger raised his head, he saw a face that looked like it had just been fished out of blood. The bright red eyes and bright red skin could tell who this person was through the seven distinct three-dimensional senses.

"Setting one's position and seeking one's own thing..." Baiwai'an shook his head and said with a smile: "So the Lord of the Giant Beast Palace was reincarnated as a descendant of the Immortal Clan and lived in Cangwu Palace, but he was really content to be his Immortal.

The Master of Le Palace."

Then the front of its neck was tightened, and the piece of flesh was lifted up. What hit it was a bloody smell that was so strong that it could not be dissipated. This smell was wrapped in a strong and lingering murderous aura, making the hair all over its body.

I became furious consciously.

Even if it is true as he said, this demon god has not broken free from the seal of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but it is sealed by the Kunlun God like the Abyss and Tianyuan, and it is of the same clan, so it seems that it has the same interests as the Abyss and Tianyuan, right?"

After dominating all the countries, it would not be a bad idea to live my retirement life peacefully. It's just that the old demon king is dead and still restless, thinking about my life all the time.

Although it is trapped in that big body at the moment, with its tiny soul perception, it can vaguely sense the breathing frequency of every monster within a thousand radius.

Bai Waian retracted his gaze, looked at you, and said with a faint smile: "Worry, it may seem like a desperate situation, but in fact you still don't have many ways out."

If you are still alive, why do you need anyone to look for you? If you have not returned yet, why do you need to look for you?"

"...Yes, yes." It was the same clean answer as before. That time, An Feng answered very clearly.

The giant beast grunted: "No, you are not the real owner of the Golden Gate. At most, from what I can tell, you are not hostile to the Immortal Gate faction."

Bai Waian is also very knowledgeable and knows too much about other people's secrets that they want to talk about.

An Feng said in surprise: "I gave him the lamp of my heart, and I have been in the corridor among the forest for so long, but I still haven't found the Lord of Kunlun."

It is also known that this is because the demon tiger is about to give birth to a healthy employee. He is a big one, but his face shows obvious fear and fear.

To be clear, it’s not about showing off one’s temper, what kind of life is arranged, and what kind of life one will lead.

"The two demon kings, the old one and the other one, are all eyeing your life, but you are so determined that your life and death are controlled by something like fate, so you abandoned the ten thousand-year demon sect's foundation and took the initiative to seek death."

"There is no such thing as peace of mind. Cultivating demons and immortals, no one has his or her own faults, is what you really pursue, which is freedom."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Every time you count a wound with your eyes, your brows will deepen.

Before the old devil finished counting the wounds on Baiwai'an's body, he realized that his master had actually rescued this man.

Bai Waian laughed and laughed: "It is still unclear whether this Kunlun God Lord is alive or dead. How can I find you so easily with only a heart lamp?

Bai Waian raised his head with a smile, his eyes penetrated the dusk clouds and mist, and he knew where he would end up: "Are the interests and interests the same? You may not think so."

An Feng was stunned: "He can't do anything?"

Without any warning, a voice sounded above Dashanghu.

Bai Waian ignored its cold and shocked eyes, loosened his fingers, and let it fall to the ground.

It's just that you at this moment have the same attitude as the one who has been staring blankly into the void for the past seven days. A pair of deep purple eyes are looking at Bai Waian for an instant, as if counting the injuries under my body one by one.

It quietly jumped up from under the broken stone.

It then retracted its head and continued to approach the huge demon tiger. It bared its fangs loudly, stretched out its sharp claws, and locked eyes on the huge body with a murderous icy gaze.

You don't have low expectations for the current Baiwai'an.

The giant beast knows that I have no external confidence and self-confidence. If it were the young man practicing swordsmanship in the dream, I am afraid that he really does not have the ability to poke a hole in Tiandu with a sword at this moment.

The tiger's eyes were so hot that it gave off an almost emotionless sense of threat. Its short and sharp claws broke through the space and dug soundly towards the belly of the monster tiger.

The old devil looked at me and said seriously: "But the master's blood is almost exhausted. How can I heal myself?"

The little abandoned demon he gave birth to, who is now the Demon King Aluo, is not a fuel-efficient thing."

…

The little demon tiger during pregnancy did not treat one favorably. The injuries under its body had been basically treated, but it looked a little less tired than the older one.

You know that the giant beast is the master of the Xianle Palace, and is proficient in pharmacology and medicine. The treasures of the universe under his body must also contain numerous elixirs.

An Feng shook his head and said: "At this moment, the worst you can hope for is that you are still alive. However, none of you can leave that corridor Lin Xi."

The murderous momentum is astonishing.

Bai Waian grabbed your wrist and stopped him: "Don't be ridiculous. You can recover by yourself. The concentration of the golden mist in Anfeng in the corridor has not gotten heavier. Do you have any spare spiritual power?"

Purify the holy breath for him, and understand that he needs to take good care of himself."

It looked at Bai Waian with indifferent eyes, but its heart was beating wildly.

But after eight months, no man has found you. You have to tell me that the current Great Demon Lord has long known your identity. If you continue to do nothing in the mountains,

If you stay up there, trouble will come sooner or later."

"You know what he means, but you are also very helpless. It's not that you have ever looked for the Lord of Kunlun, but you can't find the whereabouts of the Lord of Kunlun with this heart lamp."

By cultivating the path of magic, a small boy will become a generation of devils and dominate the world.

But you know that a small portion of the elixirs in the world are useful to corpse demons, and the worst medicine to heal the corpse demon's injuries is fresh blood.

It's just a pity that although the young man in the dream looks similar to him years later, his cultivation is actually very different.

Then we have to talk about whether that girl cares whether she is cultivating the demonic path or the immortal path.

Its gaze was cast on the monster tiger underground, which was as big as a rock, and a trace of warmth flashed through its eyes.

Its seven limbs and claws were dangling in the air for an instant, and its attack naturally failed.

Bai Waian asked: "So he came to Lin Xi in the corridor for the master of the Golden Gate?"

Several calls of ghost owl night crows could be heard in the distance.

On the contrary, the giant beast managed to save itself from that scene of death.

"So what exactly does he want to do by handing over the heart lamp of Lord Kunlun to you?"

All in all, we haven't determined that Zhao He, the former leader of the Demon River Sect, is harmful.

The giant beast frowned: "Does he regard that as an opportunity? Is he still expecting this demon god to return to the God's Punishment Forest to fight with the Abyss, An Feng, Sandpiper and Clam?"

Seven days later, the seriously injured tiger was recovering from its injuries, and its energy and energy seemed to be in a bad state. On the contrary, the smaller one, whether it was due to a delay in giving birth or something, looked like it was dying all day long.
To be continued...