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Broken sky mountains and snowy seas are boundless, the sky and the earth are continuous into a line of unscrupulous whiteness, and the dark gray clouds are low in the sky, as if they could collapse at any time.

The deep valley has no end in sight, and there are thousands of cliffs on both sides. The white snow is as thick as felt, covering the entire mountain peak. The towering giant trees on the mountain top are covered with frost and snow. The snow on the ground fell down rustlingly.

The raging wind rolled up the silver-like snow particles, with the sound of hunting and howling, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The sky is pressed down, and the sky is as black as ink, only the light of thousands of years of snow is as bright as a white moon, reflecting the deepest part of the snow-covered mountains, reflecting crystal brilliance.

A thunderbolt pierced the sky, cutting through the thick sea of ​​clouds like flowing gold and broken jade, and the electric current flickered with blue light, flashing on and off, dragging out countless small dots on the sky. It was a group of running men and women, cutting through the wind and waves in the sea of ​​clouds, chasing after each other.

Someone was lucky enough to hit a fireball that shone with white lightning, and hit the chest of the person in the front. The man in purple suddenly fell from the clouds, and the snowy road that stretched like a white satin suddenly seemed to be splashed with snow. The pot of ink splashed in all directions, and all the people in the air fell to the ground and continued to chase.

"Jiang Li! You can't run anymore, surrender quickly, and I will spare you a ray of soul, no matter how stubborn you are, I will beat you to pieces!"

A bright and clear male voice resounded on the snowy ground, followed by several people joining in with it, and the long-overdue moonlight did not illuminate the figures on the ground until this time.

Demon Lord Jiang Li's hair crown is in a mess, his long black hair is messily scattered, his handsome face like ice sculptures is intertwined with dust and scars, his dark purple robes are already in tatters, caused by all kinds of magic techniques and sword energy of the immortal sect. Blood was bubbling from the wound, and black air was "hissing" above the wound. It was the magic body that was being eroded inch by inch by the magic of the Flowing Flame Palace Fire System.

The remnant poison of the Phoenix blood flowed in the limbs and bones, suppressing his magic power. When Jiang Li was almost blowing out the lamp and the oil was exhausted, his sharp long eyes were still full of arrogance and ridicule:

"Let me have a ray of soul? Just rely on you?"

"Stop being arrogant! Jiang Li, you are at the end of your strength, today must be your death day, don't make unnecessary struggles!"

Jiang Li sneered: "You are not afraid that the body of this seated demon will enter reincarnation and disturb you again!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped in unison:

"When death is imminent, you are still stubborn!"

On the snowy ground, the disciples of the Sixteenth Palace of the Immortal Gate all wore wide-sleeved robes and plain clothes. Some carried sword cases, and some held magic weapons. Their seemingly bound hands and feet did not hinder their lightness and agility when they stepped on the ground. Xue Wuhen.

These are the elites of the immortal sect, and they are surrounded by flame spiritual power. Although they have different scores, they have already formed a tacit understanding during the long-term practice, and the encirclement they have built forms a formation of blazing fire and starting a prairie fire.

The entire Xianmen selected a total of 600 fire spirit root disciples with excellent qualifications. For 300 years, the proud sons of heaven who have exhausted the treasures of the two worlds to support them came out tonight, and only after losing seven or eight out of ten. Drive the demon Jiang Li to the current dead end.

"Uncle Jiang," sighed a young man with an elegant and exquisite appearance. He wore a lotus crown on his head and held a double-tailed whisk. The whisk was divided into two, one color was white and the other was red. The closed disciple under Honggui's seat is also Jiang Li's nephew, Fu Changlan. His face seemed unbearable, and there was an imperceptible tremor in his voice, "The palace master pitied you for your rough life back then, and accepted you under your seat. 600 Nian carefully cultivated and educated you, and wanted to lead you into the right path, but you stole the purple lightning and thundered, betrayed the Yunji Palace, entangled demons, set off a war between immortals and demons, and burned the creatures of the three worlds. Until now, you still don’t know how to regret it ..."

Jiang Li seemed to have heard the funniest joke, he raised his head and laughed, his eyes were full of sinister and ruthless:

"Cultivated with care for 600 years? Fu Changlan, you have been in Yunji Palace for so many years, you have not learned much, but Yun Jiyu and Gu Honggui's set of false benevolence and righteousness that reverses black and white, but you have learned a lot. Lightning and thunder sank in the sea of ​​clouds. It was I who took back the sword from the Nine-Tailed Mirage. It was originally something that belonged to me. Why did you steal it? Yunji Palace has kept me for 600 years. The robbers are ten to fifty percent, you gang of mobs can gather here today, which one has not eaten the flesh and blood of this seat?"

Everyone turned pale, especially Fu Changlan, who seemed to have been slapped hard by Jiang Li.

The demon king Jiang Li is a rare thunder-attribute sky demon. Thunder calamity is the nightmare of all immortal cultivators. Jiang Li is born with no fear of sky thunder. He is a demon body that is hard to find in thousands of years. No matter what the original intention of Yunji Palace to accept him as a good recipe secret weapon, it cannot deny the fact that most people in the palace gate have benefited from it.

And the body of the demon can be used as medicine to refine tools to avoid lightning disasters. No one knew before that. Jiang Li gave Fu Changlan a magic weapon soaked in his own blood to help Fu Changlan survive the golden core thunder disaster, and this secret was leaked out. .

Jiang Li looked at this nephew who had followed him since he was a child and could only be called "brother" but not "uncle teacher", and his eyes were full of sarcasm:

"It is said that biting beasts can't bark. I have raised quite a few white-eyed wolves in my life, and the one who bites me the hardest is you, the little beast who screams the most."

"You..." Fu Changlan was ashamed and annoyed, with a complicated look on his face, "If you are willing to accept the surrender, hand over the Zidian furious thunder reminder, dissipate all the magic power, and still have a chance..."

"Fu Xianchang!" A middle-aged monk yelled angrily. He had black and blue spots on his face, which means he was injured by Jiang Li. Talk nonsense with him again, no matter what today, we must kill the devil!"

Jiang Li smiled grimly, the corners of his bleeding lips stained with evil spirit:

"You wait for the flesh and blood of this seat to have a new life. When you see this seat, you should kneel down and call daddy. It's really treasonous to kill your father like you!"

"You!" Everyone was so angry that all their internal organs shifted, "Devil, let's die!"

A white-clothed monk held a string of crimson Buddhist beads, and took the lead in shouting: "Fire and Thunder Array!"

Everyone's figures flashed together, looking for their own positions, and all of a sudden, all kinds of fire-attribute magic weapons were sacrificed together. On the top of the snow-capped mountain, a sea of ​​flames suddenly surged, reflecting waves of blood gushing out of the sky.

Huo Kelei, the Immortal Sect prepared for 300 years, and completed his achievements in this battle, while Jiang Li was poisoned by the blood of the phoenix, and his magic power was restrained. The wounds of the demon body could not heal under the erosion of the fire, and the flesh and blood were roasted into strands of black ash , Annihilated in mid-air along with the violent wind and snow.

A dagger quietly attacked him from behind with golden flames, pierced into the shoulder blade, black gas burst out, Jiang Li spat out a mouthful of blood, and he swung his palm at the attacker. Thousands of thunder and lightning flashed in the palm of the hand, crackling and clanging sounded in the valley, cobweb-like cracks appeared on the flat snow, and the sound of ice cracking faintly came from the thick snow.

"No!" Someone yelled, "The iceberg is about to collapse! Take Jiang Li quickly!"

The crowd's attacks became more and more fierce, but Jiang Li jumped up and soared upwards. The protective cover was precariously covering him. He was covered in blood. In the strong wind, his black hair broke free from the hair crown, and his purple robe fluttered like wings. However, there was a cruel and crazy smile in his corner, and the turbulent blood in his eyes filled the sky.

Fu Changlan knew Jiang Li best, he shouted:

"Beware of Zidian's furious thunder!"

However, Fu Changlan's reminder was too late. Jiang Li was holding a long purple sword with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky. Wanjun Thunder and Lightning pointed along the tip of the sword, like countless angry dragons spraying purple flames, sweeping towards the people on the ground .

Rolling thunderbolts fell from the sky, the thin ones were like thousands of ox hair needles, and the thick ones were like huge pillars, densely packed, pouring mountains and seas towards the earth.

At the same time, the snow on both sides of the valley rushed down like a flood. While avoiding the thunder and lightning, everyone set up an enchantment to block the falling snow. In an instant.

Under the thunder, lightning and snow, half of the people in the fairy gate were wiped out in a blink of an eye.

Fu Changlan waved his whisk and shouted angrily, "Jiang Li! If you don't stop, I won't be polite!"

Someone couldn't wait to shout: "The devil is the devil! Fu Xianchang, why are you hesitating, take out the Tianyin bell!"

Jiang Li smirked and swung his sword away, Fu Changlan flew away, but the man was split in two by Zidian's furious thunder.

Fu Changlan took a deep breath, and finally flipped out with one palm, holding a glittering golden bell in his palm, the bell circled up, turned bigger and bigger, and in a blink of an eye it was as big as a golden bell, covering Jiang Li. He stopped in front of Li's protective shield, and then slammed into it violently. Every time he hit, the riddled protective shield trembled violently, and the blood in Jiang Li's mouth became more violent.

"Hahahaha!"

Jiang Li looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter echoed between heaven and earth, Fu Changlan shuddered at the heart of this laughter, his eyes moved slightly, he didn't dare to look at Jiang Li again. Come, give it to him as a birthday gift, infused with Jiang Li's thunder spirit power, and the runes and spells engraved on it are all from his hand...

"Tianyinling, Zidian furious thunder reminder, phoenix... blood, all of them are found by me... I was born as a demon, but worshiped under the Yunji Palace, a magic pill is in my body, but there are women everywhere." Zhiren, immortal or not, devil or devil, today's fate is really his own fault—"

There was a thunderous light in his eyes, his blood-red pupils stared at everyone in front of him, and the smile on his mouth became deeper and more terrifying, "But each of you, don't even think about leaving Broken Kong Mountain, I was born lonely, If you die more lively, you will be worthy of the name you have given me, the Supreme Demon King!"

The purple golden light flashed in mid-air, and the body shield cracked in response to the light. The purple long sword jingled, and pierced through the thin hole above the Tianyin bell. Even if everyone in Xianmen covered their ears, they still couldn't get rid of the magic sound that followed like a shadow, and invaded through the eardrums like a thunderstorm and a tsunami.

The ringtones became more and more frequent, and the violent vibrations almost shattered the spirits and shattered the blood and bones. Everyone in the Xianmen howled and rolled on the ground in pain, and blood gushed out of their eyes, ears, mouth and nose. Buzhou Mountain Hell.

Thousands of thunderous thunders descended from the sky again, and the snow peak, which was more than a hundred feet high, finally split the sky with lightning, as if being overturned by a giant palm. Laughing loudly, the sound of Zidian's anger and thunder urging swords and roars is like a dragon's chant and a phoenix's cry, resonantly echoing in the sky. When a generation of demon masters greeted their doom, there was indeed a lot of unwillingness in their hearts. In the end of his life, it was not others who forced him into a dead end , it is his own heart that is not a demon...

If there is another reincarnation...

A multicolored divine light suddenly appeared in the sky, as if clouds and clouds were spreading from the upper realm, and the moment the ice and snow came, Jiang Li even felt that he could hear the clear voice between the sky and the earth, as if surrounded by fairy music. Jiang Li's last thought was flashed by this divine light , impacted like thousands of snowflakes, all of which melted.

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After the catastrophe, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the world was devastated.

Looking around, in the deserted villages and dead towns, there are ruins and starvation everywhere.

Eleven stood in a daze in the field, this was the first time he was so bewildered.

He has been in this world.

More than 4000 years ago, the Tianzhu collapsed, the Six Realms suffered annihilation, and the Qinglong Temple was destroyed.

At that time, he had not yet cultivated the human form. When the catastrophe came, he was hit by a huge falling rock and fell into the mortal world. He was reborn in Nirvana 4000 years later.

The Qinglong God Venerable supported the sky pillar with the keel, and order was gradually restored in the sky and the world, and everything was waiting to be revived. This was the most difficult time.

At this time, he should have died with his original body, and his spiritual consciousness was also sleeping. The Kunlun Mirror recorded this catastrophe and sent him here with another identity, but he didn't know where his brother was?

On the [-]th, I took out the Lishan Kunlun Mirror, and eight of the nine blue sea colored glazes have been lit up, shining brightly, arching the largest black colored glaze in the middle, and the last piece of colored glaze has the function of reversing the universe. He can travel through time and space at will, gather all the Kunlun mirror souls in one place, fill up the mirror souls, and he can take his brother home.

He scratched his head in confusion.

Eleven remembers clearly that when he first arrived here, he clearly saw the black colored glaze light up for a moment, but he was falling from a high altitude at that time, and there was a turbulent sea of ​​snow rushing towards a huge deep valley at his feet. The huge roar caused the heavens and the earth to tremble, even if he was above the clouds, he could feel the killing spirit below.

Unexpectedly, he hadn't figured out where it was and what was going on, but the Kunlun Mirror brought him here again.

The Kunlun mirror has changed, which means that the soul of the mirror is near the snow sea. After checking it through "Grand View World" on the [-]th, I finally found out that the place is called Xueyuyuan Mountain, and it is located in a sect of cultivating immortals called Yunji Palace.

A great natural disaster wiped out the world of immortals with blood, and the humans in the lower world were weak and suffered a lot. However, the sect of cultivating immortals in the middle world was relatively completely preserved because of the barriers of the mountain gates and caves.

After the [-]th Nirvana, there are basically no sects of cultivating immortals in the world, but the world of cultivating truths at this time is very prosperous. One is that the aura of heaven and earth is still flourishing at this time, and practice is relatively easy; The rampage and the dance of demons are also the time when the cultivators are doing great merit; three times, there are a lot of vacancies in the golden fairy positions in the heavens, and they are rushing to fill them.

After Shiyi understood the cause and effect here, he became a little happy. This was the time he had been sleeping in, but now he was able to participate again, as if picking up something discarded for no reason, which made him feel inexplicably happy.

Putting the Kunlun mirror into the Zhenlong buckle, Eleven flicked his long sleeves, raised his feet and was about to go to Yunji Palace, but was attracted by a burst of noise.

Not far away, a few children in ragged clothes were rolling in a field full of weeds and silt, wrestling with each other while shouting in a voice as weak as a gnat:

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

"Let go, it's mine!"

"If you don't let go, I'll kill you!"

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A child emerged from the twisted group of children, stuffing a piece of white dough-like thing into his mouth desperately. The child was only four or five years old, skinny and skinny, with clothes hanging on his body empty, revealing With hands and feet like dry wood, it's like a little scarecrow stuffed in rags.

His face was covered in mud, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Because he was extremely thin, his eyes appeared extra large, and when he swallowed, they gave off an almost fierce light.

Eleven recognized what the child was eating, and couldn't help being startled, and hurried over, but he had no time to stop the child, the boy had already swallowed the whole piece of Guanyin soil.

The other children finally realized that the only thing they could eat was swallowed by the boy, and they all rushed over. A group of children no older than ten looked like hungry wolf cubs, and one of them was so anxious that he wanted to bite the child——

"Don't bite!" Eleven lifted the grinning child by the back collar, took him aside, and said with one hand on his hip, "He just wants to eat a piece of dirt, and you should be so persistent. Here he is. Youngest, don't bully him!"

It was only then that the children noticed that the red-clothed boy was raising his head like a thin chicken neck, and they were all stunned.

Children don't know much about aesthetics, they just think that this little brother is white and tender, his hands are like hands, his feet are like feet, fleshy, he looks very...delicious.

A group of hungry children with green eyes drooled.

Eleven didn't know that the children regarded him as delicious as "meat", but felt that the children's eyes were very pitiful, and he himself had been hungry before, so he knew how uncomfortable it was, and there were some red stars in the Zhenlong buckle Fruit, Eleven poured out all the fruits, and before he could say "here for you to eat", the children rolled all over the floor and snatched the fruits like hungry dogs.

Only the child who ate the Avalokitesvara soil looked at him directly, he was clearly just a child, but his eyes were very dark and complex.

Eleven lowered his head, smiled at the little chick-like child, and suddenly grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

The child vacated on all fours, flopped around like a little turtle, and squeaked, "What are you doing? Let me go!"

Eleven patted the child's back lightly with his free hand, and the child bounced violently like a cramp, and then he spat out half of the white dirt, and Eleven's fingers turned to him. Another knock on the ribs, and the other half of Guanyin clay rolled out.

The boy coughed earth-shatteringly, tears and snot mixed with mud and sand like a river, rushing out of the cement road, how embarrassing and embarrassing he was, he was thumping his limbs and trying to touch the ground, if his face was not face down and full of filth, he would be on November [-]. You will find that the child's expression is embarrassing and embarrassing that does not match his age.

"This thing can't be eaten," Eleven just grabbed the boy by the back of the neck with one hand and dropped the boy. He put the boy on the ground dizzily, without even the strength to howl, so he could only hold his hand. Neck gasped desperately.

The little brother in red clapped his hands, and explained very patiently, "This thing is called life-enhancing soil, and it will swell you to death if you eat it!"

"Cough, cough, cough," the boy was coughing like hell, and managed to choke out a sentence, "I know this is Guanyin soil... I won't die from swelling!"

Eleven laughed: "Why don't you swell to death? You only have one belly! Kid," he squatted down, quickly picked up a red star fruit that was rolled out by a group of children, and wiped it casually with his sleeve. The mud on it, handed the fruit to the boy's mouth, "you eat this!"

The bright red fruit shone brightly in the sun and exuded a tempting fragrance. The boy stared blankly at him. Seeing that he was dumbfounded on Shishi, he pretended to eat it himself. He opened his mouth and was about to bite it down. , the child suddenly snatched the red star fruit from his hand and threw it far away.

"Hey!" Eleven rolled up his sleeves and slapped the boy on the back of the head, "You bad boy, bad boy!"

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The new world is coming as promised, do you understand it at the beginning, babies?

感谢在2019-12-0723:52:42~2019-12-0917:26:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottle of Ya'er;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!