One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

"You said it was you inside, so what are you now?"

"still me."

"..." Playing word games with me?

The devil looked at her and smiled, "A long time ago, there was a big battle here."

The target of the battle is the Demon King and the Human Race.

That era was the brightest era of the human race, and there were even demigods among the human race.

Although the demons are also powerful, they were not the opponents of the human race at that time, and were expelled by the human race to the virtual world.

Later, the human race was in chaos.

More and more human races died, resentment filled them, and the demon race grew stronger.

The demon race broke out of the realm of heaven and earth, and started the first two-hundred-year-long war with the human race.

The last battle is the battle between the Demon King and the Human Race.

In the end, the demon king was suppressed here by the human race.

And this place has also become the burial ground of the human race.

I don't know why there are no such records in later generations. The human race only knows that this place is the burial place of their ancestors, with endless wealth and inheritance.

I don't know at all, there is still a demon king suppressed here.

Xu is the decline of the human race, and the power of the burial ground has become weak, so he escaped from the red coffin.

"Then why are you still inside?" Could it still be divided into two halves?

"My corpse is still inside." The demon king was very calm when he said this, as if he was talking about someone else's corpse.

Lingqiong was curious: "Then what are you now?"

"Do you know that in the Demon Palace, the person who talked to me like this has long since lost his bones?"

"Oh, then what? Are you going to kill me?" Lingqiong who had spent money said without any hesitation, "Is this how you treat your savior?"

"Savior?" The Demon King was shocked by this word: "How dare you give yourself a title."

"It's okay." Ling Qiong smiled modestly: "Without me, you wouldn't be able to get in here."

Demon King: "..."

The demon king stared at the girl's slender neck, and looked away for a while, "I only came out with the soul."

He shouldn't have told her this.

But for some reason, he said it easily.

From a long time ago, he was trying to find a way to open this place and retrieve his own corpse.

Opening here requires not only her blood, but also a formation known only to the human race.

"Then who am I? Why can I open this place."

Demon King: "Your ancestors used blood as a formation to seal me."

"..."

Isn't this fucking blood feud?

"Why doesn't the Feng family have this record?"

"The Feng family...there was no Feng family at that time. Maybe they are descendants of your ancestors. I don't know when they merged with the blood of the Feng family."

Ling Qiong muttered softly: "So the messenger of God is me..."

"What did you say?"

Ling Qiong: "I said, when you led the demons to attack the human race, it wasn't because of Feng... me?"

Six years ago, the Demon Race could win a complete victory.

However, the demons agreed to the truce agreement proposed by the human race and sent people to make peace.

"Of course, I have spent a lot of effort for you." The devil admitted generously, "I have to thank your ancestors for the blood seal, otherwise it would be really difficult to find you. I also thank the human race for their stupidity. What are you doing?"

But even finding her was useless.

He didn't know what formation the human race used to seal the Holy Land in the end.

But he knew that there must be descendants of those human races in the human race, and they might know.

He only needs to release rumors so that the human race will keep hearing that there is a power in the Holy Land that can turn defeat into victory, and the human race will always be tempted.

He has plenty of time.

This wait is six years.

In the end, the human race couldn't wait any longer, and wanted to rely on the power of the Holy Land to defeat the demon race.

Ling Qiong looked at the coffin above her head, with streaks of red in her eyes, "What do you want to do?"

The Demon King didn't look at the coffin, but looked at the somewhat weak girl, his thin lips parted slightly, "I want this world to be destroyed."

The girl turned her head, unable to tell whether it was shock or what.

She was silent for a while, then silently gave a thumbs up: "You... have good ambitions."

The devil probably felt that the performance of this human race was a bit surprising, so he smiled in a good mood: "Just kidding, I'm not interested in this world."

"Then what are you interested in?"

"Maybe……"

A ray of darkness flashed in the man's deep eyes, and maybe there was no more sound after that.

He flew up and stood beside the coffin, with his palms covering the top of the coffin, and the devilish energy wrapped around the coffin.

Lingqiong heard the sound of metal clashing.

Countless chains appeared from the void, moving toward the man like living creatures, wrapping around his ankles and wrists...

this force...

Ling Qiong could feel the power raging in the air, violent and ruthless.

But these forces passed her and didn't hurt her, as if they just regarded her as a ray of air.

All the power was directed towards the man who was chained, the black robe was rattling in mid-air, surrounded by demon energy, she couldn't see the man's appearance clearly.

There was no real battle in the entire space.

But the contest has already begun, silently.

boom--

The storm burst.

Ling Qiong was shocked by the air wave wrapped in demonic energy and retreated several meters, barely steadying her body.

clatter——

The red coffin fell from the void, and countless iron chains appeared. They were tightly wrapped around the coffin. Each iron chain was engraved with inscriptions. At this time, it was shining, swallowing each other with the demonic energy.

Bang——

The coffin hit the ground.

The Demon King stood under the coffin, his red eyes were like blood-drenched gems, his long black hair was lifted by the air waves, but his whole body was silent, like a king who ruled the world.

The inscriptions on the iron chain scrambled to get into him, trying to devour him.

The power contained in these inscriptions is obviously still extremely powerful, and the devil has to back down.

The inscription culture is a pair of small golden swords, facing the devil.

...

...

clatter——

Several iron chains were torn off by the Demon King, and most of the inscriptions were missing, but the Demon King was not doing well at this time, and his body was covered with scars cut by the small sword of the inscription culture.

no blood.

But there is magic energy overflowing.

As the devil energy overflowed, the devil king became weaker, but he didn't look embarrassed at all, and he was still the magnificent devil king.

clatter——

In the darkness, a golden iron chain suddenly appeared, wrapped around the demon king's limbs, and pulled back abruptly, binding him to the coffin.

The inscription on the iron chain of the coffin penetrated into the man's wound at the same time, and more and more devilish energy overflowed from the wound.

"Cough cough cough..."

The demon king was tied to the coffin, he seemed to give up struggling suddenly, and let those inscriptions go into his body, with a kind of grace to die calmly.

He heard the slight sound of footsteps, and slowly raised his eyes, his eye sockets were stained red, and his handsome face was even more stunning and coquettish.

He is a delusion in the abyss.

It is the desire deep in the heart.

The demon king was obviously very weak, but the corners of his lips slowly rose, "I never thought that after so many years, these forces are still so strong. It seems that I can't do it by myself."

Ling Qiong stopped in front of him: "Is it for me to open the coffin?"