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- In a mountain range 100,000 miles southwest of Wan'e City, under the canopy of trees that cover the sky and the sun, there are soldiers waiting for battle.
Among the mountains, there is a resplendent and magnificent palace.
This palace is a treasure at the level of divine soldiers, and it contains an extremely large array of prohibition veins, which can block the offensive for a while even in the face of the strong in the Nine Tribulations Dao Realm.
The construction site of the palace is extraordinarily luxurious and magnificent. With spiritual force, it can change the size of the palace. When it is useless, the palace can be turned into the size of a palm and stored in the storage bag. If it needs to be taken out, it can be taken out of the storage bag. The palace can be located on the ground when the spiritual force is activated.
This object is called "Lingxiao Palace", as the name suggests, it is unique to Linghuang of Lingxiao City.
Originally belonged to the previous Emperor Ling, but after Xuantong sat on the throne of Emperor Ling, the Hall of Lingxiao also belonged to Xuantong.
? Outside Lingxiao Hall, Prince Mu looked at Prince Hai who returned happily, and immediately smiled. If nothing else, the plan is proceeding as he expected.
"how?"
Prince Mu asked.
Prince Hai smiled triumphantly: "Wan Ei City is ready to go to war with us, and now the old dragon from the Demon League is in control of Ling Xiao City."
Prince Mu narrowed his eyes: "That old flood dragon has come back, heh heh, if it weren't for Mr. Xuantong, we in Lingxiao City would really be afraid of that old flood dragon, but nowhe is just a dying bug .¡±
"Let's go, report back to Emperor Ling!"
Prince Mu and Prince Hai walked into Lingxiao Hall side by side.
"What is Emperor Ling doing?"
The Prince of Sea asked curiously.
Prince Mu shook his head speechlessly and said, "Who knows? It's not like you don't understand Lord Xuantong's character. He is moody and acts rashly. You don't even know what he wants to do."
In fact, Xuantong didn't do anything.
Just sit on the dragon chair in Lingxiao Temple and drink.
? Mu Yu's injuries healed, and she changed into a clean and beautiful long white dress. She came gracefully, just like a fairy descending to the earth. Wherever she passed, a hundred flowers bloomed and butterflies danced gracefully.
"You are now Emperor Ling, and you seem to be very unhappy with the leader of the world in the tomb of the gods."
In Lingxiao Hall, there were only Xuantong and Mu Yu. In the empty space, Mu Yu's melodious voice slowly swayed.
Xuantong drank the wine and said with a smile: "Is it worth being happy?"
Mu Yu smiled and said: "You don't seem to value the royal power and wealth in this world, nor do you value magic treasures and beauties. I'm curious, is there anything else you care about in your heart?"
Xuantong drank wine, frowned slightly, and pondered for a long time, with thousands of thoughts in his mind, but when faced with Mu Yu's question, it was blank.
"Is there anything in this world that I care about?"
Xuantong asked himself talking to himself.
After thinking about it, Xuantong didn't have an answer.
But when Xuantong couldn't get the answer, a bloodthirsty feeling gradually rose in his heart, and irritability, violence, bloodthirsty, and murderous aura spread across Xuantong.
There is nothing to care about, no demands, no wishes, no nostalgia, no nostalgia for the past, and no expectation for the future Xuantong sat on the dragon chair, but felt an indescribable loneliness and loneliness.
Only by killing can the emptiness in Xuantong's heart be filled!
Xuantong's face was getting colder and colder, his face was as sharp as a knife and axe, his eyes were icy cold, and even the corners of his face were as sharp as a blade.
Mu Yu stood upright in the city of Lingxiao, standing in front of the dragon chair, with ethereal aura emerging from her body, swaying mist in the immortal path, fluttering clothes, and dancing hair, just like a fairy in a painting; her unparalleled face can make all men in the world admire Convinced, but Xuantong looked at her extremely calmly, without any waves in his eyes.
"What do you think is a demon?"
After a long time, Xuantong asked Mu Yu.
Mu Yumei rolled her eyes, and after serious thinking, she replied: "When I was young, my parents once said that those who kill like hemp are demons!"
"Hahaha." Xuantong laughed wildly when he heard it.
Mu Yu frowned, wondering why Xuantong was laughing.
Xuantong smiled for a while: "We are practitioners who live and die every day. Everyone is a passer-by in this world. If you don't become a fairy, you will die one day; all practitioners are on the road of practice. For wealth, for treasures, for pills, for love and hatred, how many people have been killed?"
"The old Emperor Ling and the seven princes of Lingxiao City; the heroes of Wanshi City; the ghost emperor in ghost cultivation;The lord of a city that one's hands are not covered with blood, and that one's feet are not covered with bones. "
"If killing people like hemp is a devil, then everyone in this world should be a devil!"
Mu Yu pondered for a while, and said: "I have seen some practitioners go crazy, lose their minds, kill their closest relatives, and deny their relatives during cultivation. This should be considered a demon."
Xuantong said disdainfully: "It's just a monster that has lost its mind, why is it a demon?"
In the spiritual world, many warriors who practice "Dao Heart Seed Demon" want to use their body consciousness to forcibly suppress the magic seed after the flowering of the devil seed, but this method is just the opposite. Both sides are hurting, and the warrior's thoughts are confused. This is a demon leader who has gone mad.
It's exactly what Xuantong just said.
Almost all the people who practiced "Dao Heart Seed Demon" were unwilling to give up their physical bodies and let the evil thoughts spawned by the magic flower take over, so they desperately resisted.
But Lin Bai and Xuantong are different.
Between Xuantong and Lin Bai, it seems like a deal.
When he was in the Mangu Continent, whenever Lin Bai entered a difficult situation, or after Lin Bai fainted, the mysterious pupil would occupy Lin Bai's consciousness.
And this time when he came to the Tomb of the Gods, it was not Xuantong who took the initiative to erode Lin Bai's consciousness, but Lin Bai took the initiative to exchange with Xuantong.
Therefore, when Xuantong dominated the physical body, Lin Bai's body consciousness fell into a deep sleep, and he did not resist Xuantong with all his strength. Otherwise, Xuantong would not be able to live in such a stable way.
Just before the giant god, when Lin Bai held Xuantong's hand, Lin Bai never thought about coming back.
When Lin Bai faced the giant god, he had already had the determination to die. He only wanted to change his life for another, kill the giant god, and not bring disaster to the east and harm his family.
Mu Yu spoke twice, but was rejected by Xuan Tong, so she quietly asked: "Then what do you think is a demon?"
Xuantong's eyes sank, and he said bitterly: "Maybe this is the meaning of my existence! Go find the meaning of what is a demon."
"Maybe someone will give me the answer."
Mu Yu asked, "Who?"
Xuantong's eyes rolled slightly, revealing a hint of confusion. He thought for a while before saying: "Perhapshe is a friendan old friend."
"I haven't seen him for a long time, it's time to go see him." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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