In the dark dark curtain, lightning suddenly appeared.

Tang Wenliu, who was forcing Luo Qingming to lock Luo Qingming, was also paying attention to the battle at all times. Although the Demon Lord of the Wasteland was knocked into the abyss, they were not happy because they all knew very well that the Demon Lord of the Wasteland was not so easy to be defeated.

As expected.

The magma was swelling, and bubbles burst out and exploded. The figure of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland suddenly rose into the air. The magma dripped from him, not hurting him at all.

His figure fell to the ground, shaking off the magma on his body, and his clothes stuck to his skin like burnt pieces.

That is definitely the greatest blasphemy to the body of the first practitioner in the world.

"I gradually felt the pain, which meant that the connection between my will and this body became stronger, which was of course a good thing for me."

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland raised his eyes and looked at the viewer, and said softly: "Although you are countless times stronger than before, the power in this world is much weaker than before. When I control the world, all the monks in the world will enter the mysterious life. They will become the master of the world as outside the mountain. That is the real prosperous era of cultivation."

"And you guys are all selfish."

The so-called genius enjoys honors and tramples people with low qualifications on their feet. In this world where the strong are respected and the strong prey on the weak is the most common phenomenon, and many of the gaps are born with it.

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland was once a useless man. He hated those so-called geniuses who were above all else. He wanted to create a truly absolutely fair world.

It may be just a delusion, but if all the monks in the world return to the mountains, the practitioners will no longer have the difference between waste and genius. Walking on the same broad road, it will indeed be something worth looking forward to.

If you need to plunder the Qi Hai Lingyuan outside the mountain to become stronger and weaker if you don’t plunder for a long time, the Demon Lord of the Wasteland will also find a way to solve the problem in the future.

That must be a path forward step by step.

He firmly believes that he can do it.

Therefore, the blocking stones blocking him must be cleaned.

Li Mengzhou rushed towards him with a sword.

Perhaps the dream of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland is indeed not wrong. Cultivators with low qualifications in the world are definitely willing to be born in that era, but the idea of ​​the Demon Lord of the Wasteland is absolutely extreme.

Although the arrival of a new era will definitely mean that the old era will disappear, returning to the mountain means giving up oneself and becoming a walking corpse, which is something that Li Mengzhou absolutely does not want to.

The sword light flowed and fell towards the Demon Lord of the Wasteland.

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland waved his arm and shattered the sword light.

He reached out and grabbed Li Mengzhou's collar and slapped him to the ground.

Li Mengzhou slashed back and opened the arm of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, twisted his body, soared into the air, and immediately opened the distance.

For the current Demon Lord of the Wasteland, plundering Qihai Lingyuan has no meaning at all, but it does not mean that he will no longer use this method. At least he can reduce the opponent's Qihai Lingyuan and become weak.

During the fierce battle, he tried to plunder the qi sea spirit essence of the viewer, but he found that he could not plunder at all. The qi sea of ​​the viewer was like a brick wall and did not give him any chance to plunder.

But Li Mengzhou is different.

In the short time when Li Mengzhou was slapped on the ground, 20% of the Qi Hai Lingyuan was plundered by the Demon Lord of the Wasteland.

After setting apart, Li Mengzhou gasped quickly.

He raised his sword and continued to slash.

At that moment, he slashed out hundreds of swords, and the huge sword net pushed straight towards the Demon Lord of the Wasteland.

However, the Demon Lord of the Wasteland had no expression on his face and reached out tore the sword net to pieces.

"Although you become a sword immortal, you are too weak. Unless you can go further, you will be just a clown."

"I have always seen your growth, but before you embark on the path of cultivation, you have actually been considered as being outside the mountain. Because you are not really standing outside the mountain, your practice is still based on the old methods."

"Actually, if you can truly surrender to me, I can make you stronger, but I have been one with you after all. It is a pity that your and my ideas are destined to be impossible to walk on the same road."

Li Mengzhou said in a deep voice: "I don't think it's a pity. I have seen your past with my own eyes. I can understand your thoughts, but it does not mean that I have to agree with your approach."

"I should be afraid of the world you want, too, but the price of that world is the disappearance of people or things I am familiar with and loving. Actually, I am quite nostalgic. Maybe when I really have nothing, I will agree with your ideas, but that's just maybe, I don't have nothing in this world."

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland said, "That's why I feel a pity. In some aspects, we are actually a kind of human being, but I really have nothing, and you are not."

"But you have never had anything. What I really like is you at that time, the darkness in your heart, the thoughts you had emerged from would destroy this world."

"I'm very surprised. When did your thought disappear? It seems that it has never appeared before, but I really felt that the thought was very strong."

Li Mengzhou said calmly: "It is normal to have an idea of ​​destroying the world when life is at its worst, when life is worse than death, and when you see through the darkness of the world. I believe many people have had this stage, but you are just too deeply trapped."

"You can choose to ignore those dirty things, or you can choose to destroy them directly, but the world is still beautiful after all, and it cannot be destroyed."

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland had a little low mood and said, "However, for me, there is no beauty in the world, let alone I have done this. Even if something beautiful really appears, I have to destroy it."

Li Mengzhou remained silent.

The power of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland is incredible.

Even the master of the temple cannot kill the demon of the wasteland.

If they want to win in this war, they must first stand on a fair battlefield.

If the Libra is tilted too severely, the power of the world will be irresistible.

If he wanted to go further in the realm of Sword Immortal, how difficult it would be. The only thing he could rely on was the third chapter of "Silksaw Scroll". He was seriously thinking about what the Tao that the first practitioner in the world realized was, or how should he find a new path from that path?

All he needs now is a thought, but it seems that he can't find that thought.

The observer walked forward at this time and said softly: "People are born to make various decisions, or accept them, and each decision will have different results. What people can do is to firmly adhere to the choice in their hearts. Whether they are bleeding from the head or moving forward smoothly, there is no right or wrong at all. They will see different scenery, and enjoying those scenery is the perception of life."

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland smiled and said, "After all, people cannot live too tiring. Those things that should be entangled and not should be entangled are of no use except for causing trouble. This world is my scenery, and you are the stains in my scenery. As long as you erase these stains, the scenery in front of me will be the most beautiful."

He stepped forward.

Handed out with one punch.

Just a very ordinary punch.

It was like overturning the whole world.

Li Mengzhou blocked the sword with his sword, and with a muffled groan, he flew out dozens of miles in an instant.

The observer also took a step forward.

The world seems to be turning back again.

Li Mengzhou, who flew out, froze in the air for a moment, and then flew back again.

He fell heavily at the foot of the audience, his whole face wrinkled together. The feeling just now was speechless for him. It was a bit uncomfortable, but also a little refreshing?

The Demon Lord of the Wasteland was staring at the sky, and he was calculating how long it would take for the recovery of the fortune of heaven and earth to reach the critical point.

If he continues to fight, he will actually have a greater chance of losing.

If he can't hold on until that time, he has to think of a way out.

His plan is only one step away, and there must be no accidents.

......

Snow Mountains in Yan Country.

There was a dull bang.

Han Yi's figure flew out dozens of feet away while rubbing against the snow.

His face turned red and he couldn't help but squirt a mouthful of blood on his side.

Blood blooms in the snow, very bright.

Situ Chaoyuan patted his hands, stared at the direction of Tianqi Wasteland, and said, "Who do you think the Demon Lord of the Wasteland or the Scene Lord can win?"

He still has the mind to consider other things.

Teacher Xiong looked at Situ Chaoyuan who was so leisurely and calm, with an extremely solemn expression.

Gu Shiyan ran to support Han Yi.

Teacher Xiong said lightly: "I will naturally believe that the audience can win, but it is just that I believe. Who can make it clear in such a battle?"

Situ Chaoyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you find it strange? How could the first practitioner in the world exist to this day? Even if it's just his corpse?"

He has always worshipped the statue of the first practitioner in the world in the Tao Palace. Although he has no idea what the person looks like, he has always regarded the Tao Palace as the orthodox inheritance of the first practitioner in the world. The body of that ancestor appeared in the world, and he was more excited than anyone else.

But that body was occupied by the Demon Lord of the Wasteland. In Situ Chaoyuan's view, it was an insult to the ancestor and even an insult to his entire Taoist palace.

But whether it is excitement or resentment, he could not understand what the body of the first practitioner in the world was going on?

When a practitioner dies, his will will return to the Taoist heaven, and his body will gradually decay, and even white bones will not be left. However, the body of the first practitioner in the world has not been damaged at all.

In Situ Chaoyuan's opinion, this is of course an incredible thing.

Because there is no such exception in the world, but exceptions really appear.

Not only did he feel a little embarrassed to think, was the first practitioner in the world really dead?

He knew very well that that idea was bold and unrealistic, but he couldn't help but think about it.

Teacher Xiong’s thoughts are not as complicated as Situ Chaoyuan. For the monks of this world, the first practitioner in the world, is naturally a god-like existence, and may even be equal to the heaven.

Just as the sky is always there, the first practitioner in the world has always existed.

No matter what form it exists.

"How the first practitioner in the world exists to this day is indeed a question that needs to be thought about. But at present, his body is used by the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, which is very angering. If you always believe in the first practitioner in the world, you should use your own strength to fight the Demon Lord of the Wasteland, or your belief is just a lip service?"

Situ Chaoyuan said: "From the beginning, I never thought of letting go of the Demon Lord of the Wasteland. People put all their hopes on the Lord of the Scene, but I am the greatest hope in this world."

Teacher Xiong could see that Situ Chaoyuan was very confident and even a little blind at this moment, but it is undeniable that Situ Chaoyuan, who was at the peak of the Xuanming Realm, had the potential to surpass the Xuanming Realm after comprehension of the second chapter of "Silks of Silkworm Destruction".

It was one thing that Han wanted to kill Situ Chaoyuan.

But even though Situ Chaoyuan did a lot of things wrong, his heart has always been in the world, and that is not contradictory.
Chapter completed!