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Chapter 847 of Volume 1: Yan Cunzheng: An Unbeatable Battle (2)

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    When the immortal and mortal worlds begin to war, it affects not only the mortal world.  ~The worlds large and small that exist inside the celadon piece are all affected.  On the periphery of the mortal world, there is a completely enclosed world. Its shape is like an inverted pagoda, or a conch, which is smaller at the bottom and larger at the top, arranged layer by layer.  But at the bottom, only the skeleton is left. Only the top layer is complete, and a small part of the second layer remains.  The top level of this world is the true demon world, and the incomplete world on the penultimate level is the demon world that once invaded the mortal world.  Except for these two remaining worlds, the other worlds have been abandoned and separated.  Strictly speaking, the ancestors of most monsters in the mortal world were once members of this world.  And this seven-story world once had a name, called the Demon Suppression Tower.  When this world was first born, it was just a very simple world. It was almost impossible to be completely independent. However, under the careful cultivation of its owner, this world was transformed and reborn again and again, crossing its limits again and again, and became a world that is now more powerful than other worlds.  A powerful world.  In the true demon world at the top of the world of the Demon Suppression Tower, countless true demons inhabit it, and in the center of the true demon world is a huge vine, which is coiled around a white palace, and the green vines flicker gently.  Then, the palace was overshadowed by all the real features of the palace, and the whole palace was reflected in flickering light and dark, which was extremely strange.  And its huge root system has taken root directly in various places in the real demon world, stretching out from the roadside and houses, growing into strange rattans, coiling around houses and pillars.  People who see the real demon world for the first time may even be surprised whether this is a world or a vine.  It has long lost its original appearance.  And at the highest point of the rattan-wrapped hall, there is a gorgeous throne made of colorful feathers.  Every feather is so light that only the most nimble, catkin-like person can sit on it.  At this time, sitting on it was a woman covered with a white veil.  She gently supported the side of her face with one hand, and pinched a strand of hair beside her neck impatiently. What was extremely eye-catching was that her hair color was a peculiar silvery white, which was different from the old man's white hair.  More lustrous, more like it's glowing on its own.  Suddenly, she dropped the hair in her hands and lowered her head. The beautiful curve of her neck was like a white swan lowering its neck and looking at her own shadow in the water.  But what she was looking at was a piece of feather crushed under her feet, as if the feather was the incarnation of someone.  Crush, grind again!  Crush that bastard to death!  She is the demon lord.  In front of her, no one in the real demon world dared to stand, no one even dared to look at her.  But just when she finally crushed the feather, a faint shadow suddenly appeared in front of her.  Seeing the shadow, the Demon Lord suddenly stood up and shouted angrily: "How dare you come back! Did you come into contact with the Immortal Emperor! Really! Really!" The faint shadow gradually became solid, and it seemed  It exists here and seems to exist anywhere else. What is here is just its shadow.  It didn¡¯t answer the Demon Lord¡¯s question, it just hung there quietly, condescending and not arrogant, but with a sense of contempt in its bones.  The Demon Lord, who has long been accustomed to its form, knows that it is looking at itself coldly.  The most unbearable thing for the Demon Lord is this kind of gaze!  Indifferent, indifferent, like looking at a dead object, without emotion or care.  Countless times before, the Demon Lord has endured because this person is the existence she must endure.  Without it, there would be no true demon world now, no transformation of the true demon world, let alone her.  But this time, she couldn't help it.  She rushed forward, reached out and strangled the shadow's neck, and shouted angrily: "Why! Why do you want to contact the Immortal Emperor! I am the one you chose!" The shadow that was strangled by the neck seemed unaware of anything.  , just looked down at her, and after a long time, the shadow said lightly: "Let go." The faint voice made the demon master suddenly stop his hand as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake.  "Don't forget your identity." The black shadow said coldly, "I won't tolerate you a second time." In the huge empty space at the top of the hall, the green light of the rattan flickered, almost covering the white  The walls were completely swallowed.  Wearing a pure white feather coatThe Lord stood there, only her throne and the circle under her feet were still white, which were the feathers that she had torn off and crushed under her feet.  "Why? Why do you want to contact the Immortal Emperor? Do you want to give up on me?" The Demon Lord was still furious. Although she let go of her hand, she still refused to take a step back. Her eyes were fixed on the black shadow in front of her.  "How can the Immortal Emperor compare to me?" "The previous Immortal Emperor may not be as good as you, but the current Immortal Emperor may not be inferior to you." Heiying said lightly.  That tone did not seem to be talking about a powerful person who could control a world, but just pointing at a goat in the flock and talking about its meat quality and fur.  The Demon Lord¡¯s body trembled, and she didn¡¯t seem to notice it herself.  "But it is not up to me to decide whether to give up on you." The black shadow said, "If the Immortal Emperor can forcibly swallow the mortal world, he will be the first person to complete the independent world. I only look at the results, not the process.  " "You can't!" The demon master shouted hoarsely, "I did everything in this real demon world for you, you can't you can't!" "In fact, I can."  He tilted his head and said, "To be honest, I'm very disappointed. I gave you Shanmu and gave you such a long time. The real demon world is nothing more than this." "What do you mean it's nothing more than this?" The demon master was about to get angry again.  But the shadow just turned around slowly and looked around.  The strange vines seemed to be expanding infinitely. The Demon Lord stared wide-eyed, maintaining his momentum and fighting against the strange atmosphere.  If her subjects saw her now, they would be stunned and in disbelief.  Such a hysterical woman like a shrew is the demon lord they worship and are willing to do everything for?  But her momentum suddenly disappeared.  Because the black shadow stretched out a finger and waved it gently.  Why fight anymore, all this has long been meaningless.  Even the guards standing around were not looking away. This was not only commonplace, but also how it should be.  "I will let you know that your efforts to contact the Immortal Emperor are absolutely in vain. He is definitely not as good as me, absolutely not as good as me!" The Demon Lord shouted hoarsely, but she looked so pale. She had long since lost the strength to fight against the man in front of her.  "In order to perfect his own world, the Immortal Emperor can absorb the mortal world and abandon his past like worn-out shoes. Can you do it?" Black Shadow sneered.
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