After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

The northernmost town in the world is called Luoshui.

North of Luoshui is the land of every demon, and the depths of the land of every demon is the cave of ten thousand demons.

Peiyu Huaiba traveled all the way north, and when he approached the land of the devil, his aura was sparse and it was inconvenient for the sword.

They stopped in Luoshui, bought two horses and some supplies, and found an inn to rest for a day.

This day is already a rare sight, and the future will be windy and rainy, or gloomy.

Huaibo walked the street with the jade, and there were many people shouting and selling special products on the street.

"I've been here before." Huaibai walked into a restaurant in a light car and called the boss to bring two bowls of beef rice.

The rice in the north is sweet, soft and waxy, crystal clear, with distinct grains, like small pearls.

The rice is covered with two-finger-thick braised beef, sprinkled with a few green onions, and the aroma is tangy.

Huaibo grabbed a chopstick and said with a smile: "Three hundred years have passed, and it still tastes like this."

The marinade penetrated into the rice, it was delicious and sweet, Peiyu sipped this bowl of hot beef rice, not willing to eat too fast.

"Three hundred years ago, the boss and I came here..." Huaibo suddenly remembered that Peiyu was Mingluan, and did not continue.

The cold wind swept into the window, Xiao Er Pidian Pidian ran to shut the window, complaining: "It's obviously a dog days, why is it so cold?"

The boss, who was leaning on the door of the cabinet, raised his eyes and concluded: "Demon Wind!"

Peiyu and Huaibo looked at each other, put down the bowls and chopsticks in their hands, rushed out of the shop after paying the money, and drove out of the city.

The cold wind was rustling, filling their robes.

At this time, the sky has changed, and the dark clouds are pressing down on the city, as black as ink.

Previously, Peiyu speculated that even with Dongting's help, Liu Huangu would need at least a year to devour the power of the demon.

But she misunderstood Liu Huangu, and the world despised Liu Huangu.

Wan Mo was born too early.

The world is not ready yet, and many people don't even know the news.

Peiyu's original plan was also completely broken.

In the land of the devil, the grass is declining and the rain is red.

The two galloped quickly, with a radiant body, to isolate this red rain that can corrode all things.

Suddenly, a swarm of monsters rushed in front of them, like a beast that was frightened, fleeing everywhere.

Huaibo wondered, when the ten thousand demons were born, what did these local demons run? She didn't want to stop, and a sword pierced the monster, like a sharp arrow piercing through the clouds, directly rushing into the group of monsters.

Thousand horses galloping in front of him, the smoke and dust rolled up, Qianqi rolled down the hill.

Peiyu guarded Huaibo behind him and looked up. A line of heavy cavalry, black-clad and black-clad, fully equipped-turned out to be driving away demons.

The cavalry rushed down from the high post.

Peiyu's horizontal sword immediately stopped the billowing torrent with one sword per person.

Huaibo's eyes moved slightly, and his apprentice was always used to standing in front of him, acting as a guardian no matter what.

The lead cavalry took off the covered black scarf, revealing a vigorous face.

"who are you?"

Huai Bai leaned out from behind Peiyu, with a pair of smiling eyes bent, "My name is Huai Bai, this is my Taoist companion Peiyu, is this the general of the wolf-greedy army?"

When the girl general heard her name, he took the reins and said with a smile: "It turns out to be the master of Chunqiu!"

Peiyu's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, "Master?"

Huaibo: "I'm not me without you, don't talk nonsense."

The girl arched her hands, "Looking at the wolf army, Ji Shu. Chunqiu is in the army as a guest. Will Xianchang go to see her? She must be very happy to see you."

Huaibo shook his head, "What are you doing in the Land of the Devil? Go back to the city."

She wanted to let the army disband the people, but then she thought about it. She didn't know if it was too late, so she said, "Tell Xie Chunqiu that the demons are born and be prepared."

Ji Shu scratched his head, "Xianzhang, don't underestimate us, you see," the bow is like a full moon, a blue light flashes across the sky, like a meteor flashing across the sky, and a monster whirling in the sky landed, "This is not what it used to be. Now it can also fight against monsters."

The soldiers behind laughed, "What kind of demons were born? Even if there are a million monsters, we are not afraid of the wolf army!"

Huaibo felt a headache when he saw that they did not live or die.

Self-confidence is a good thing, but this group of people took a few Yanjia, and they swelled to the point where they were too self-confident.

The Yan Jia in their hands was used as a toy when Peiyu was a child.

Ji Shu was very kind, "Xianzhang, this is the new Yanjia from Yibao Pavilion. For the sake of Chunqiu's face, I can give you two pieces."

Huaibo: "..."

Peiyu endured and endured, "Go back to the city."

Ji Shu said: "We finally came out to breathe, oh, although you are the master of Chunqiu, you are too broad-minded."

Peiyu didn't want to waste time here. She glanced at Huaibo. After receiving her acquiescence, the white shadow flashed. The next moment, the Yanjia bow in Ji Shu's hand was in her hand, "Go back."

Ji Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, "What does the immortal long mean?"

Thousands of iron knights behind him showed their weapons, white light condensed in cold armor, and silver light pierced the gloomy sky.

Peiyu threw the Yanjia bow back, "All words are here."

The fierce horse neighed, and both rode in the dust.

Ji Shu looked at them, held the reins tightly, and said nothing for a long time.

"General?"

Ji Shu clipped his legs, and the horse galloped like electricity, "Go back! Find Spring and Autumn!"

In the Ten Thousand Demon Caverns, the wind is everywhere, and the gods and ghosts cry at night.

Liu Huangu closed her eyes tightly, and the dark magic pattern climbed up her pale face like a vine.

Monarch Dongting stood on one side, staring at her closely, feeling a little nervous in his heart. Ten thousand years of fate is now.

The remaining power of the demon lord gradually penetrated, and the meridians were shattered by the demon energy, and then quickly recast, repeating the cycle.

Liu Huan looked at his face as white as paper, with cold sweat, his consciousness gradually separated from the body——

She seemed to be back when she was a child, walking on a dark road, chasing a thin light.

"Daddy, Daddy!"

"Manman, go to Shengrenzhuang, find your grandfather, don't turn to Yang."

"Daddy, don't go, don't stay alone!"

"Little Junior Sister? I'll take you to see the sea, do you like it?"

"Like... Senior Sister."

"Manman, leave the East China Sea and find your own clean place."

"Sui Han, what do you think of my new trick?"

"My sister is amazing, what's the name of this trick?"

"Heaven and earth are in the same sorrow."

"Look around, over the years, you have tried hard to get recognition from others, but have you really liked them?"

"If you don't like it, don't force yourself. The things you get through painstaking efforts will not make you really happy."

"Look, that's Shen Zhishui's daughter, the daughter of the demon."

"Go! You don't deserve to practice with us."

"The demon's daughter, sure enough, won't be a good person! I wasted decades of teachings by Sage Zhuang!"

...

In her pale and barren life, scenes flashed before her eyes, like countless grains of sand, thrown into the water, and after the ripples, it was deathly calm.

All love and hate, nostalgia, are all passing by.

The mother's sad whisper sounded in my ears--

"Shejiang picks hibiscus, Lanze has many fragrant grasses, who will pick it? The thought lies in the distant road. Still looking at the old town, the long road is long. Staying together with one heart, we will die in sorrow."

This is a song long sung by her mother, which almost runs through all her childhood memories.

Liu Huangu opened his eyes, her eyes cold.

She is different from Liu Yiyi, she will not look back.

She continued to move forward, her memories gradually becoming black, and the heavy hatred, gloom, and despair wiped her out like a flood.

This is the consciousness that belongs to the devil.

Rolling clouds, endless darkness.

There is no trace of light.

A pair of cold blood eyes appeared in the thick cloud.

Liu looked up and looked at it, without any timidity. Wearing double swords, hunting in purple clothes.

In the eyes of the devil, she saw a world full of ugliness, and everything was covered with blood and gloom. This is not the same as the human world in memory, but Liu Huangu felt that it should have been like this.

This world is so ugly.

The demon seemed to feel the power of blood in her body, "My descendants... why are they here?"

Liu Huangu did not speak.

The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the demon's figure gradually became clear, with blood-clothed eyes, standing alone in the sky, looking down at the world.

"My descendants," the Demon Lord's voice was awakened lazily, "Huh?"

She jumped down directly, and the red dress fluttered like a red butterfly, "You have a familiar breath on your body."

The Demon Lord approached and sniffed Liu Huangu's body, "Like that madman, are you familiar with her?"

Advisor Liu Huan: "Who?"

The devil tilted his head, "The one who stole my name. Your ancestor?"

Liu Huan shook his head, not knowing what she was talking about.

Mojun sat on the ground, tilted his head and looked at her, "What are you doing here, do you want my power?"

"Yes."

"Why should I give it to you?"

Liu Huan looked at him and said, "A thousand demons are born."

"Wan Mo is born?" The demon patted his knee, "Yes, but it's not necessary."

Liu looked around: "..."

This demon is a little different from what she imagined.

The devil supported his head, "If you want my power, you have to persuade me or swallow me. Anyway, I only have a ray of remnant soul. You can try it, it's easy."

Liu looked around: "What if I choose to merge?"

"Send this body to me?" The demon beckoned, "Come here."

Liu Huangu took a step closer and bent down as she ordered.

Demon Lord pointed and flicked her forehead lightly, "Let me see what's in your little head."

A scarlet mark of peach petals appeared on Yubai's forehead. Liu Huan pursed the corners of his lips and sat on the ground with no expression on his face.

The devil lowered his hand and looked at her carefully, "A long time ago, there was a saying in the world. Heaven stealers, immortals; deceivers, Buddhas; heaven defenders; demons. Those people kept me here, I thought they were. Created a lot of worlds. Oh," she sneered, "but so."

Those who steal the sky are immortals; those who deceive the sky are Buddhas; those who go against the sky are the devil.

Liu Huan thought about this sentence, but said nothing for a while.

"Those people always say that the devil is born against the sky, and the world is not tolerated. They say that they don't want to save thunder and calamity when they fly up." The demon Lord stretched out, "All the creatures in the world are just fighting against the sky. Victory. The one who is immortal, the devil is the devil, if I won that year... nothing."

The devilish energy condensed into a hip flask, and she raised her eyebrows, "Drinking?"

Liu Huangu: "...no, thank you."

The devil sits leaning against him, with red clothes and plain hands, beautiful and unparalleled.

She squinted her eyes slightly, and the **** wine trickled down her pale jaw, "You are only half a devil, and you are not desperate. Why are you here? I want your truth."

Liu Huangu said a word.

The demon Lord put down the wine glass, startled for a moment, then chuckles his eyebrows, stood up, his red clothes raised, "You are such an interesting person."

"Interesting?" Liu looked around and curled his lips. "Have I convinced you?"

The Mojun folded his arms and leaned on the stone wall, "No, continue talking."

Liu Huangu: "There are four god-transformation-level mysterious demons at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Demon Caverns, but in the immortal gates today, no one turns into a deity. If you borrow your power from me and the demon is born, who can stop you in this world?"

The devil smiled and said, "As expected of my descendants, I am very confident."

Liu looked around: "..."

The demon asked again: "Did Dongting not tell you, how did we lose in the battle between the fairy and the devil?"

"Appreciate further details."

The devil squinted his eyes, "God won't bless me."

Advisor Liu Huan: "Are you scared?"

The devil was silent for a while, don't start, "I am the head of all demons, I will not be afraid."

Unless you can't help it.

"You're wrong," Liu Huan looked at her and said, "You said everything in the world, but you are fighting for your fate with heaven, and the way of heaven treats you equally. How can they treat you as a demon? It is not that the way of heaven treats you as a demon and failed back then. You call it a natural disaster, but I think it's a man-made disaster."

The demon is thoughtful. She was born as a demon and possesses absolute power. Everyone fears and hates her, but no one will boldly point out her mistakes.

"Naturally born demons, heaven raises demons, since we exist in this world, why should we say that heaven and earth are not tolerable?" Liu Huan asked, "In my opinion, it is not that heaven and earth are not tolerant, but the so-called immortal Buddha."

The devil bit his lip and listened carefully to her.

"Everything in the world has yin and yang poles, yin and yang coexist, which is the right way of heaven and earth. The sky has day and night, the moon has perfection, and all kinds of laws in the world are the same, and so are the immortals. Those so-called immortal houses force us to imprison us here. , I thought I could cut off evil, but what about the world today?"

Liu Huan glanced at the purple sleeves, and all kinds of misery in the world appeared in front of them.

This is not a good way of the world. Wars are endless, natural disasters continue, the immortal family fights inwardly, and the people are displaced.

"Nowadays, many people are walking in the world, wearing human skins, but their hearts are uglier than demons. If the saints, ancestors, and world-zun of the years knew the situation at this time, they would regret sealing the ten thousand demons here."

The devil sat down, put his hands on his lap, and changed his joking expression, "Please continue."

Liu Huan nodded, "A lone yin is not long, and a single yang does not grow. Immortals and demons are born in the world, coexisting and restraining each other, just like yin and yang. Evil will not be sealed by all demons, and will not be born because of all demons. You are afraid. God is not blessed, do everything you can to gamble, lose everything again, and in the end even lose the place where Ten Thousand Demon Caves live."

This is the purpose of the group of people back then.

Trapped the ten thousand demons at the bottom of the cave, gradually obliterating their ambition and mentality, using the weapon of time to turn the tiger into a lamb.

Time has always been the sharpest blunt weapon, making people waste time in ignorance, making heroes late and beauty turning heads.

"The devil is born with nature, standing between the heavens and the earth, free and easy to do what he wants, why are you trapped in this square inch of land, raising your head without seeing the sun and the moon, and bowing without the grass and trees, have you ever been reconciled?"

The devil closed his eyes, "Why? But..."

"Is it here to die in obscurity, or do my best to fight the sky and fight against the gods and Buddhas?"

The devil was silent for a long while: "It has been too long, and many demons have lost consciousness and become...monsters who only know how to kill."

In her opinion, she only knows to kill, and she is not worthy of being a demon.

"If you let them go out, I'm afraid it will do harm to the common people."

Liu Huan looked up and looked at the red demon in front of him strangely, as if she was a monster.

The head of all demons who are afraid of doing harm to the common people?

This was ridiculous, she had nothing to say for a while, thinking to herself, it's no wonder that all demons will be over.

The devil touched the corner of his mouth, "I don't care about those immortals, but I don't like killing the weak."

Liu Huangu looked at her at each other, the Demon Lord seemed a little embarrassed, lowered his eyes slightly, and felt that he could not lose, and looked back.

A pair of clear blood eyes are as bright as the rising sun.

Liu Huangu saw light in these eyes, which did not belong to the demon's brilliance.

The devil seemed to understand what she wanted to ask, "A monk told me about the Dharma for a few days before," she paused, her eyes were blank, "I miss him very much."

That was the only touch of kindness she felt in this cold world in the eyes of hostility, hatred, and hatred in a long time.

Liu Huangu poured her a basin of cold water, "But he doesn't want to ferry you either, otherwise, why are you staying here at the moment?"

"The Buddha said that he would spend all his life, so why didn't he want to spend you? The Buddha speaks falsely, and the Tao stands in vain. The so-called'sweeping the ground may injure the life of the ants and cherish the moth gauze lamp', only because the ants and moths pose no threat to them ."

The devil was pale, clenching his sleeves tightly, "It's not my fault to be born as a demon."

Liu Huan smiled, "This is not your fault, nor is it the fault of the demons at the bottom of the devil's cave. What is the difference between us and those immortals? It's just a difference in race, just like grass and trees are to pond fish, born between heaven and earth. , How come high and low, why do they drive us out?"

The devil opened his beautiful eyes, and the blood in his eyes was flowing, showing a dazed and struggling expression.

Liu Huangu leaned closer, lowered his voice, and bewitched: "It is the immortal that bears you, the Buddha bears you, and the world bears you. They denounced us as aliens and suppressed us here. Ten thousand demons were born to fight for a ray of life. ,revenge."

"Chou." The devil chewed the word, feeling the blood in his body warm up.

Hatred is something engraved in the bottom of the heart by the demons.

After a while, the demon king said again: "Xiangwu."

The violent gale blows, the red clothes and purple sleeves are high, they are sitting opposite each other, and there is a similar coldness in their eyes.

At the bottom of the Ten Thousand Demon Cavern, black clouds rolled up, the demon moved, and the gods and ghosts cried at night.

"The fairy bears me."

"Buddha bears me."

"The common people bear me."

The earth shook, the demon aura grew stronger, all the monsters crawled out of the gloomy shadow and fell under the feet of the purple-clothed woman.

Dongting stood beside her, holding his breath and watching carefully.

The purple-clothed woman opened her eyes, her gaze fell on the blue chain, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile but not a smile: "Fate? Yunmeng, you are quite brave."

Only then did Dongting understand that the person in front of him at this moment was no longer the melancholy girl in the East China Sea. The name Yunmeng was only known to the ancient demon king.

Unable to explain the emptiness in his heart, Dongting fell to his knees, "Respectfully welcome the return of my king."

The cold demon breath licked his face like a snake.

The devil stood in the cave, his devilish energy undulated, as if standing alone on the beach for the past hundred years, watching the tide rolling, rising and falling.

She was stunned, and she suddenly realized that this was the consciousness of the other person in the original body, "Don't worry, I will avenge you."

The devilish qi surged, the red robe was fluttering, the devil opened his hand like a red butterfly, facing the subjects under his feet, and said: "I'm back."

Wan Mo fell down and said in unison: "The king is back! The king is back!!"

In the land of the devil, the monster flees, and the red rain grows stronger.

The mountain shook for a while, Peiyu relented, feeling that he had lost contact with the magic cave, and whispered: "It's late."

The devil has come out.

Huai Bai stared at the place where the black air was constantly gushing out, with a solemn expression - she had already sent a book to the fairy gate to inform about this, but she didn't know if Gushan was ready.

"Master?" Peiyu tilted her head to look at her.

Huaibo wanted to go back to protect the lonely mountain immediately, but reason kept her here, "With you and me, can you intercept and kill the devil?"

Peiyu shook her head, "We can set up a killing formation here to keep some demon soldiers, but if the demon Lord takes action," she paused, "There is absolutely no chance of victory."

Huaibo closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, he had made a decision, "Then do your best."

Kill one is one. Behind them is the people of a city, the immortal gate, the whole world, and they must not retreat.

The wind blows, the Tsing Yi is fluttering, and Huai Bai stands in the rain of blood, looking back at Peiyu, just as before.

Peiyu smiled lightly at her, with a clean smile, like a breeze returning to snow.

Huaibo also smiled, "After going out, watch the sunrise together."

Peiyu's eyes were bright, and he nodded heavily, "Okay!"

...

The devil opened his arms, his red robe bulged, like a red butterfly.

The magic breath rolled under her feet, like rivers and rivers, churning the sea. She slowly opened her eyes, her **** eyes were ruthless and indifferent, gazing at sentient beings.

A crimson flame burst out from Yubai's fingertips.

During the pilgrimage, Wan Mo looked up at the demon lord, with a fanatical expression-this was the only light under the devil's cave in the long years.

Dongting also looked at her deeply, with a complex expression, "Wang, is the consciousness that Liu looked around still?"

The devil raised his eyebrows, "Do you care about her?"

Dongting raised his lips slightly, "I don't care enough."

"Don't think I don't know your thoughts." The devil touched her head, like a disobedient child, "Yunmeng, you have to be obedient."

There was a sharp pain in Dongting's brain, like a needle pierced with an axe, and beads of sweat rolled off his forehead. She tightened her lips, "Yes."

"Where is Wenjun?"

Dongting said: "She stayed in the secret realm of Heaven and Sea and created a demon territory for us to shelter."

The devil laughed: "Okay, I'll have a drink with her later."

Dongting asked in amazement: "Drinking? Don't you go to destroy the fairy gate? Qianhan Palace and Shengrenzhuang are just on this road, and the lonely mountain is not far away." The more she talked, the more excited she couldn't help standing up, "first win four. Artifact, then..."

The devil yawned, "What is the urgency? Hey, I have been waiting for tens of thousands of years. What are you doing in this rush?"

Dongting lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Yes."

The demon patted her on the shoulder, "Yun Meng, you are still like this, you are too unstable, you can learn more from Wenjun when you have time."

Dongting felt a stubborn bite in his heart and crushed a bit of silver teeth, "Yes."

The devil walked slowly, his robe flowing, and there was a little light on it. There was a group of fire floating about three feet from her shoulder, but it was not the dark black color of the magic flame, and drifted with her walking, "I used to walk at night and saw a beam of flames floating in the distance, just like now."

Dongting silently followed behind her, staring at her back, a little lost. I wanted Liu to look around and devour the Demon Lord's consciousness, and then control Liu Huangu by himself, but he didn't expect that the girl would directly sacrifice her body and disrupt her plan completely.

"What do you think it is? Yunmeng?"

Dongting regained his senses, "Wraith?"

Demon Lord was a little dissatisfied, and sighed in a low voice, "It would be good if Wenjun was here. That is a blind monk carrying a lantern. Why do you think the blind man carries a lantern?"

Dongting was absent-minded, "Is he sick?"

"You..." The devil held his forehead, "At that time I asked him, if he can't see, why light up the lamp? He said, the night is long, and I would like to use this lamp to illuminate the traveler in the dark. So I gave him a pair His eyes allow him to see all the cause and effect, darkness, and complexity in this world."

Dongting smiled softly.

Mojun: "What are you laughing at?"

Dongting: "I think of a happy thing."

"What's the happy thing?"

Dongting: "There is a monk in Xianmen who has eyes that can see cause and effect. They call it Buddha's Eyes.

The demon also laughed, "I also think of happy things, but this is actually a curse."

It is not a good thing to see clearly everything in this world. The more you know the ugliness in this world, the easier it is to be driven mad by the evil hidden in human nature and be disappointed in this world. How can a Buddha with a dusty heart help the world and pass the world?

The demon was enthusiastic: "I really want to see, will the monk still light up the lamp at night?"

Dongting's eyes were very sad: "The king gave him those eyes. Over the years, he has done many things to us."

The devil coughed, "Yunmeng, you want a Buddha style, like me, it's so good that you don't like things but not yourself."

Dongting was silent.

The sharp light of the knife cut through the long night.

The Demon Lord stretched out his hand, two slender jade fingers clamped the sharp magic blade, "Oh, what do you want to be a Buddha? What is it like to fight and kill all day? When we take over the world, how can we build a harmonious new demon world? "

The man with the knife is clean in white, and flutters with the wind.

The dark red flame illuminates her brows as distant mountains, and her eyes are like stars.

It's just that his eyes are dim and lacking.

Another blade wind hit, the young man in white turned around, stepped on the flying stone, and greeted him with a sword.

The devil folded his arms to watch the two demon fighting in his spare time.

Dongting introduced: "These two people are Shen Zhishui and Xie Canglan, former celestial masters. Later, I designed with Lingyang to lure them into the devil."

Mojun smiled, "Good job, no blame you are going to live with the owner of this body, her biological father and adoptive father have been miserable by you, if you want her to take over my power, I'm afraid the first The thing is to kill you."

Dongting resisted the nausea in his heart: "For the sake of my king's hegemony, my life is not worth mentioning."

Demon Lord: "If you can speak, talk a little more." She looked at the two great demons in front of her, with a crooked smile, "Brothers smashed the wall, the genius has fallen, and the white jade is stained with dust, it's really a beautiful scene. "

Dongting said: "These two people have a high level of cultivation, and they can be used by us."

The blood line reached the devil's five fingers, and Ru Tengluo gradually wrapped around the two's bodies, the devil's five fingers flipped, like a silk play, manipulating the two's actions.

Shen Zhishui and Xie Canglan's eyes became more and more chaotic, and they both put down the knife in their hands and knelt in front of her.

"When you see each other, you will fight endlessly. Why not," the devil snapped his fingers, and two devilish masks, covering the two of them, "from now on, there will be no Shen Zhishui and Xie Canglan in the world, only my general, Beichen And too little."

Shen Zhishui's white clothes and silver armor, struggling appeared in his eyes, and his body kept shaking.

The devil placed his hand on her head, and blood poured in from the five orifices, "Beichen."

The white clothes trembled suddenly, she raised her head, expressionless, "Yes."

"Lead your men and get out of here."

"Yes."

The deep black magic energy kept pouring out, and only in a moment, the sky became pitch black, day was like night, and the wind was blowing everywhere.

The white-clothed and silver-armored boy was riding a bone horse, followed by thousands of neighing monsters in the dark.

With the shaking of the sky, the demons broke through the ground.

The catastrophe and revenge that had been sealed in the dust for thousands of years finally arrived.