The breeze blew by, and just after Hai, the moonlight fell vertically, and Xuan Ye opened his eyes slightly.

"So slow!"

Looking around, the turbid air gathered again, but it was not as strong as before. Xuan Ye was still waiting for Lu Zeyu to come. He had already returned to report the current situation. The Demon Lord of the Burning Heaven attached great importance to this matter.

Xieqi in the distance also recovered some of his demonic aura. Xieqi under the moon shone with silver light all over his body, which was the scales that were not easily noticed on his body, reflecting.

“Too slow.”

Xuan Ye couldn't sit still and planned to go up the mountain to find Lu Zeyu. A breeze blew by, and Xuan Ye people had disappeared. Xie Qi looked at the moonlight above his head, and the black clouds were covering the sky with the gathering of turbid air.

Xieqi moved on the ground, and after a while he bent down to feel the breath.

That guy is no longer here.

Xie Qi could clearly feel that there was no longer the aura of Lu Zeyu in this place. He looked into the distance and recalled the previous fight, but he was still confused.

The place in front of me was where Xie Qi was born and also the temple where he practiced, so his perception was very clear, and Lu Zeyu was no longer within the scope of Yinshan.

The world is so big that Xieqi doesn’t know where to go in the future. He has no goal. During the years he was sealed, Xieqi can only practice, and the seal barrier will be enhanced with Xieqi’s cultivation. Therefore, no matter how Xieqi practices, he will never be able to break the seal.

I thought that he would be trapped here for the rest of his life to practice by the people of Yinshan Sect. Xie Qi looked at the brightly lit top of the mountain. He raised his hand and a cluster of green flames ignited in his hand.

It is easy to destroy the sect that had sealed him for more than a thousand years. As soon as Xie Qi saw that the seal was loose, he killed Zhou Wen, the leader of the Yinshan Sect who had the means to control him.

Xie Qi originally wanted to start a massacre and release all the anger, unwillingness and sadness that had been around for thousands of years. He wanted no peace in this world. However, after fighting with Lu Zeyu, his violent heart became soft, and when he thought about anger, he was tired.

The demon fire dissipated and Xieqi began to move.

"What should I do!"

Looking up at Mingyue, Xie Qi grinned slightly, his eyes full of bitterness and fatigue.

The reason why I was willing to be a front pawn of the immortal back then was because the immortals agreed that as long as their demon clan worked hard, they would be allowed to set foot in the immortal world after the war was over.

After seeing a demon ascending to the immortal, he broke through the limit of the demon, which was completely different from the past. This is very attractive to many demon races.

So the demons had to make a choice, choose immortals or demons.

Xie Qi gave everything in the war for more than a hundred years. Most of the tribe members died in battle, but in the end they were destroyed. Xie Qi was unwilling to accept it, but now he has no intention, which feels very strange.

The moonlight was disappearing, and soon the wind stopped, and the entire Yinshan Mountain was shrouded in darkness.

jingle

A crisp ringtone came, and as soon as Xie Qi looked over, he felt a breath.

"Who is it!"

In the black fog, a figure walked slowly. As the ringtone approached, Xie Qi saw a light figure and beautiful face. He didn't know the man or woman, and a young man dressed in a white shirt.

Xie Qi became nervous.

"I just passed by the fairy in the paintings here."

Seeing that the person coming was not hostile, Xieqi relaxed, and saw that the demon who claimed to be the immortal in the painting had a long scroll and a large stroke.

"What's the matter?"

Xie Qi asked with a hideous face.

"I want to invite you to complete the Hundred Demon Painting Scroll together. I wonder what you mean?"

The expressions of the immortals in the painting have no false meaning. Xieqi is not sure what is the scroll of hundreds of demons? The scroll of the immortals in the painting is drawn. A long scroll is spread out, and there is no content inside. Only a number appears in the blank space, eighty-eight.

"You should be able to detect it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Qi felt a buzzing sound in his mind. In a trance, he saw the majestic mountains in the scroll, the scorching sun, the white plains that were frozen for thousands of miles, and the magnificent waves of the sea, and the demonic energy in the painting.

The majestic and heavy demonic aura, like heaven and earth, made Xie Qi feel his own insignificance and powerlessness.

Hula

The scroll was closed, Xie Qi came to his senses and looked at the immortal in the painting in shock.

"how?"

“How exactly did it do it?”

Xieqi has never seen a demonic aura that can rival the heaven and earth. This demonic aura is nature, and all things are hidden in it.

"Do you think the three realms of immortals and demons existed when the world first opened!"

Xie Qi nodded. He heard the immortals say that the two realms of immortals were originally in the world outside the human world, and did not affect each other and did not interfere with each other. Until the cultivators appeared, only the desolate and endless realms of immortals and demons began to get closer. Then the immortals and demons began to be born, and the demons in this human world began to fall.

"Our demons originally belonged to this human world and were the masters of this human world, but in the end they became abandoned sons of immortals and demons and slaves of humans."

These words made Xie Qi extremely angry. He clenched his fists, and the immortal in the painting walked over, holding his brush and slashing in the air. A vague white light appeared in the air, and then two wine glasses appeared.

The silver liquid spreads with a sweet smell of wine poured over the wine glass.

"I have carefully brewed this morning dew wine, please!"

Xie Qi took a sip and suddenly felt the dry spiritual energy in his body like a ignited flame, recovering rapidly, and the heat flow nourishes the internal organs. The morning dew wine is sweet when it enters the mouth, cool when it enters the throat, and gentle when it is gentle, sweet and aroma are cloudy around the tip of the nose.

"how?"

"Good wine!"

The fairy in the painting said with a smile.

"A cup of wine is turbid, it's hard to achieve!"

The originally silver-shining wine was turning black and the taste was getting worse. Xie Qi took another sip and felt bitter and hot.

"This wine is your state of mind. Brother Xieqi, our demon has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years. When will the demonic Taoism prosper?"

Xie Qi didn't know how to answer. As long as the immortals and demons still existed one day, the demons would probably never turn over.

"It has been walking down this world for thousands of years."

Xie Qi looked at the immortal in the painting unexpectedly. Indeed, his demonic aura was the strongest Ei Qi had ever seen.

"So I hope to invite Brother Xieqi to complete this hundred demon painting scroll. When the day the scroll is completed is the time when the demon path rises. If you want to compete with the immortals and demons, you have to overwhelm the world so that we have the capital."

Xie Qi was a little hesitant, and the wine in his hand changed color again. At this time, a glass of wine was colorful. Xie Qi tried to take a sip. It was mixed and it was indescribable.

The wine seems to be no longer wine or water, and it is full of ups and downs.

"You are still in a knot. Brother Xieqi, can you go to Lu Zeyu to solve your doubts and see you again if you are destined to see you!"

The wine glass in his hand disappeared, and the wine also drifted away. The immortal in the painting in front of him was already in the distance. Xie Qi stood up and asked.

"What is the Hundred Demons Painting Scroll?"

"The immortals have an immortal world, the demons have a demon world, and people have a world, and what about us demons? We should have a hundred demon painting scroll completed by a hundred monsters by a hundred big monsters. It's very exciting!"

The ringtone left, and Ezekiki Muna stood there, looking south.
Chapter completed!