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Riding on the back of the shackles, Shu Ning arrived at the fault valley in just half a day.Looking down from a high altitude, she saw that the bottom of the valley, which was filled with black air, was now covered in black blood, and the thick miasma lingered for a long time.

Shu Ning looked at the lake of blood gradually rising up, and couldn't believe it.

"Go down." She pointed to the bottom and ordered.

Lying on the back of the shackles, Shu Ning could still feel the overwhelming death aura.When passing through the barrier that he set up tens of thousands of years ago, the sound of howling ghosts and wolves covered the small underground city.Going down from the sky, in the darkness, countless people of the demon race fell to the ground, blood flowing out.

She frowned.When she received Yin Luo's inheritance, she also agreed to his request to lead the demons out of the darkness and return to the light.

Landing in front of the main hall, Shu Ning pushed open the two heavy doors and strode in.On the walls around the hall, red candles were still dancing.From the gate of the hall, there were many corpses lying sideways.

She looked around, and her eyes finally fixed on Yueying lying beside the throne.She hurried over to help the dying Moon Shadow.

Yue Ying slowly opened her eyes under her call, she opened the corners of her mouth, showing a regretful smile:

"king."

"Don't talk yet."

Shu Ning put her on the seat, trying to send some real energy to her, but she grabbed her wrist.Shu Ning anxiously wanted to shake off her hand, some blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, and she said angrily, "Whether it's a demon cultivator or a real cultivator, if you want to become an immortal, you need strong karma. Demon cultivators need hatred, Cultivation requires strength. Yin Zhe wants to pay homage to all the clansmen... Please, stop him."

Shu Ning took her hand, feeling some sadness in his heart for some reason.She promised: "I will never let him go, don't worry."

Yueying's half-closed eyes turned to the blood-colored sky, and there was infinite yearning in her eyes.Her thin red lips parted slightly, and she said slowly: "I used to be the pride of the sect, but I was too jealous and missed the way of the devil, and I will never see the light again. The lord said you, you are the reincarnation of a saint, It will definitely bring us back to the light..."

Tears spread to her eyes, making Shu Ning's face blurry.She raised her hand with difficulty, but the lost vitality in her body made her know that it was too late.

"Okay, don't talk about it now." Shu Ning felt a little irritable for some reason, and took the initiative to hold Yue Ying's hand, and Yue Ying held her hand instead, giving her the last bit of his cultivation, and said sadly:

"Even you, I was jealous. So I deserved not to see the sun, but... I also hope that you can lead us to stand in the sun again. Even if we have to be smashed to pieces..."

"Moon Shadow?" Shu Ning blankly caught the person who fell from the throne.But the person who completely closed his eyes didn't give her any response.

She has seen many people die before her eyes, some of them are killed by her own hands;

The last type of people, she has not met many in her life, and she can count them on five fingers.But every time this kind of person appeared, it was enough to make her feel heart-piercing pain.

She wanted to cry, but there were no tears.

Shackle stepped forward, stretched out a paw, and placed it on the forehead of the dead Yueying. In an instant, the person in Shu Ning's arms shattered into light and shadow and disappeared.

The feeling of emptiness is very similar to her mood at the moment.She knelt and sat there for a long time, until the shrill shouts outside brought her back to consciousness.

Shu Ning put down his stiff hands, stood up, stretched out his hand, and drew out the long sword that was glowing with cold light beside the throne.She dragged her sword and walked out with firm eyes.

She stood in front of the rising main hall, and from a height she could overlook the entire fault valley bottom, and a huge blood array was gradually forming.As blood gradually covered the formerly festive city, in the gray sky, a man in a black cloak was laughing wildly.

The laughter was sharp and piercing, like tiny thorns, piercing the eardrums.

Shu Ning clenched the knife in his hand, and said coldly: "Shackle!"

Shackle roared, lying on the ground, Shu Ning climbed up skillfully.The sharp wind passed by her ears, all the way backward, running in the opposite direction from her.

Holding the knife in her backhand, just when she was about to kill with one blow, Yin Zhan heard the wind and turned around, revealing an old face.Like a dried black date, the skin on his face shriveled.

Shu Ning's gaze froze, and he increased his strength.However, Yin Zhan's eyes and mouth were wide open, and he grabbed the knife she swung over without fear.He raised his head and sniffed, and said intoxicated: "What a pure blood! It must, it must be able to ascend!"

"Then you go to die first!" She pressed down the knife, floated in the air, jumped, and stood on her own sword.Shackle caught her gaze, opened his jaws, and let out an "ow".

Yin Zhan looked around with his cloudy eyes, and groped around with his dry hands.Although he is already a master in the Mahayana period, he is invisible to the eyes, and he is not an opponent of the extremely fast shackles at all.In just a trance, the shackles kicked him off the sky and trampled him under his feet.

With a loud "touch", Yin Zhan spit out a big mouthful of black blood uncontrollably.

Shu Ning held the hilt of the sword, put it around his neck, and asked: "Isn't this the painstaking effort of you and your father!? Create a beautiful environment, so that the demons can truly stand under the sun!"

Lying on the uneven ground, Yin Zhan let out a hoarse and piercing laugh: "Hahaha, hard work?" His tone sank, "It's a fool's hard work. My goal is to become a god!"

"help me……"

"Help me..."

The convulsive people lying on the ground nearby stretched out their hands towards her one after another, looking like evil spirits struggling in hell.Shu Ning's clenched hands kept shaking.Shackles' ancient voice shouted explosively: "It's so noisy!"

"You see, these are just demons who are just getting by. After raising them for so long, it's better for me to use them than for people who are cultivators to enjoy them." Yin Zhan said calmly, "You are the father who has been waiting for me for a long time. people?"

"You and your father are not alike at all." Shu Ning loosened his wrist, and the sharp edge of the sword pierced into his shoulder blade.Yin Zhe didn't feel much, just closed his white eyes, and laughed in his chest: "What a stupid race, they always think that they are righteous, and cling to that worthless self-esteem. They are obviously bad people. And put down the knife."

"Oh," Shu Ning said, "That's because you don't know what pursuit is." She pulled out her sword, and the tip was stained with black blood.

"Does killing him prevent the formation from fully activating?" Shu Ning looked at Shackles, Shackles shook his head: "In theory, yes."

Shu Ning showed a sinister smile, as if he had returned to his previous appearance.She held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and Yin Zhe suddenly said: "If you are really the one who can bring light, please make sure you succeed this time."

He raised his hand to the sky, the moment Shu Ning swung the knife, his breathing stopped suddenly.Immediately afterwards, a blood formation centered on Shu Ning was formed.

A steady stream of power surged up from the ground, Shu Ning's eyes were red, and the long sword dripping with blood slipped from her hand.

Purple thunder rolled in the sky, Shackle raised his head, flapped his wings, and greeted him.When the first purple thunder was blocked, the rest of the purple thunder hidden in the blood cloud immediately appeared

Shu Ning didn't know what was going on with him, his whole body was frozen, his eyes were dull.Her last memory stopped at the moment when a zigzagging purple thunder hit her all at once.

Countless memory fragments appeared in her mind, some belonged to her, and some belonged to various people she possessed.These fragments are mixed together and finally fixed on a photo.

Ruan Min's bright smile on the photo was instantly magnified.Shu Ning gasped for breath, woke up from the nightmare, his back was covered in cold sweat.In the huge room, a dark fragrance floated.

Shackles lay under the bed and fell asleep peacefully.She lowered her head, looking at her intact body with some doubts.She clearly remembered that at the moment of the breakthrough, the thunder that attracted it had already chopped her apart and made her tender.

But now, she is sleeping soundly on the bed.

With bare feet, she pushed open the quaint door, and there were neat rows of magic cultivators in uniform black robes outside.She looked at it, and everyone's strength is not weak, and even one or two of them are in the incarnation stage.

She said nah: "Are you?"

One of the leaders put his arms around his chest and said respectfully: "Reporting to the king, we are the guards under Elder Yin's sect. Elder Yin said that if the king appears in these few days, let us swear to follow the king."

"I will wait, willing to follow my king."

The uniform movements coupled with the majestic voice woke up the sleeping crows nearby.The crow croaked strangely, and then flew away.

"Yin Zhao?" Shu Ning asked suspiciously.

"Yes."

The handsome man in black knight attire lowered his head halfway, his tone respectful.Shu Ning half closed his eyes, and gradually understood everything.

"what's your name?"

"Go back to the king, Bu Ling."

Bu Ling raised his head, even in the dark, his eyes were shining brightly.

"Now gather all the people who are still alive and tell them that we are going to evacuate to the northwest desert and rebuild the prosperous and prosperous world that belongs to my demon clan!" She raised her hand and pointed into the distance.

Bu Ling and other guards responded loudly excitedly: "Yes!"

Shu Ning exhaled lightly, and put on the battle armor himself.Although this feeling of being forced by everyone to be the leader is not good, but it is the first time that so many people put all their hopes on her, and it is always good to be trusted so much.

"Oh~ I'm going to be busy again, when can I go back to the God Realm and sleep late?!" Shackle stretched out his claws and scratched the hair on his chin.Shu Ning tied up his long hair and looked outside at the gloomy sky.She is also a little fuzzy about her own memory——

When did she also come out from the darkness?

The author has something to say: How did the crow call?

quack quack?

woohoo?

BAA Baa baa?

Still woof woof...