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Chapter 405: The Origin of the Demon God

This figure, like a demon, looks exactly the same as me!

But the age is slightly different. I look only in my twenties, and this person looks like he is in his thirties. He is simply an enlarged version of himself in ten years.

I look like a normal human, but my body is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

But the man's muscles swelled all over his body, as if he contained infinite power, and his whole body exuded an extremely violent domineering aura.

One is weak, the other is strong!

But I can be sure that it's all me!

The demon also stopped and stood in the vast starry sky, as if he was crazy.

The corners of his mouth trembled, and a little mist in the corner of his eyes slowly condensed into tears, sliding down his firm face.

Thousands of years of vicissitudes, countless desolation, endless tragic words, and infinite loneliness and desolation all turned into a drop of tears and fell on the vast sea of ​​stars.

Then the sea of ​​stars turned into a golden light, including the prehistoric demon god, and flew into my sea of ​​consciousness together.

boom!

In an instant, my eyes widened, and a huge force surged into my body, constantly shattering the meridian bones in my body, connecting them again, shattering them again...

"The return of the original devil is a fate and a disaster. It depends on whether you can survive it."

boom!

boom!

boom!

I felt like countless bombs were buried in my whole body, constantly exploding, and the bones of my meridians were instantly shattered, healed in an instant, and kept repeating. I felt that I was blown to pieces again and again, and the pain was hard to write.

Grit your teeth and hold on!

The body gradually lost consciousness and was already paralyzed on the ground like mud. He only knew that he was still being constantly destroyed and healed, and he could only guard the spiritual platform with a little bit of Qingming.

I don’t know what’s going on? I don’t know who this white-haired man is? I don’t know which great god this demon who looks like me is?

But I know that this is my great opportunity!

If you hold on to the past, your fortune will go against the will of heaven. If you can’t stand on to the past, you will be wiped out!

No matter what, you have to hold on!

I want to live! Go down! Go!

boom!

Another explosion, my body trembled suddenly, and my head raised and a blood arrow spurted out.

call!

The blood arrows sprayed in the air, and turned out to be golden blood.

Blood sprayed down my face and fell into my body along my skin.

"Hey! Why bother! The body of the psychic, the heart of killing, the life of the human body, the ancient demon god, are you a human, a demon, a demon or a saint now? I am afraid you don't know anything about it."

The white-haired man looked up at the top of the cave, his eyes shining through the void, looking out from the nine heavens.

Two eyes also appeared above the nine heavens, one shining with violent blood, with supreme ferocity and cruelty, while the other was full of compassion and kindness.

"What do you think?"

The white-haired man raised his hair and asked, and he was talking to the sky.

"I didn't expect it to evolve into this. Maybe he is right. Only in this way can we give future hope to the future!"

A bleak voice fell, containing supreme pressure, passing through the heaven and earth, only falling into the third floor of the Water Moon Cave Heaven, and the roar did not dissipate.

"Then what should we do? Can we wait until that day? Your eyes..."

The white-haired man asked again, his tone was full of confusion, but he didn't finish his words.

"This is the path he chose, he can only walk by himself. As for us, do our best and leave it to fate! My eyes..."

The bleak voice did not answer the entire answer.

Without saying a word, those eyes quietly escaped back to the void. Above the void, there was nothingness, as if those eyes had never appeared before.

The white-haired man sighed again, looked at me and smiled bitterly.

"It is said that the right way in the world is vicissitudes, but who knows that the end of vicissitudes is endless horror. I hope your choice this time will bring a glimmer of hope!"

I was still enduring this endless pain, and the bones of my body's meridians had exploded hundreds of times and healed hundreds of times.

For some reason, as the meridian bones continued to explode and heal, the boundless pain seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, gradually reaching a level that I could accept.

It took a long time...

I jumped up, and the golden light of the sea of ​​stars, including the origin of the demon god, had been absorbed by me.

I looked at myself.

A layer of golden light flashed on the meridians of the bones and corpses in the body, and even his own blood turned into red gold.

My muscles have become as hard as steel, and I am fully confident that I can use my body to harden my blade.

A layer of golden light was also covered with my skin. Without the need to practice cultivation, the pores around my body were constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and absorbing it into my dantian endlessly.

I shook my hands gently, and the energy was everywhere, and the space near my fist was twisted.

strength!

Extremely huge, majestic and domineering power!

What comes with power is the extreme confidence and fanatical fighting spirit!

At this moment, I seemed like a war god from ancient times. Even if I faced the white-haired man, I was not afraid at all.

But strangely, my power is as majestic as the sea, but my cultivation level has not improved at all. I am still at the peak of the ninth level of mystery and cannot break through the shackles and enter life and death.

"Senior, what's going on?"

"This is your origin of the demon god. You stayed with me and I kept it for you for 5,700 years. Now you come to me and naturally return it to you."

"My origin of the Demon God? Who am I?"

"I can't tell who you are. Go and ask Dizang! He knows your origin."

"Kissari? Where is the Ksari?"

"You need to find it yourself, that's the way you choose!"

I looked at the white-haired man.

"Senior, can I beat Chang Panlong now?"

The white-haired man didn't reply, but just pulled the corner of his mouth and looked at the white dome full of contempt.

Then his head of white hair suddenly fluttered, and millions of white threads kept tightening. A scream of fear came from the white dome.

Bang!

The white giant dome exploded by the white tangled and tangled, and a bunch of blood mist filled the body, and the Changpan Long, with demon pills and even the soul, was completely wiped out.

My mouth twitched, and I seemed to be arrogant. The white-haired man took action to solve Chang Panlong instead of leaving Chang Panlong for me to practice, which means I am still not able to do it. At least I am not qualified to challenge Chang Panlong now.

"I have kept him for the past few years, but because I am too lonely, now that things have been returned to you, I should leave, so there is no need for him to keep him."

"You should go back too. You have been here for a long time. The world is the place that truly belongs to you."
Chapter completed!
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