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Eye of Desire Chapter 249: Fusion of Love

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    Legend has it that Asmodeus was a monster with the body of a snake, the tail of a chicken, and the legs of a chicken. He had three heads, one was a fire-breathing human head, one was a sheep's head, and the other was an ox's head. His mount was a dragon with wings.  and neck of a lion.  .? Mo Tian imagined it in his mind. Although he had seen a lot of hell monsters, they were rare in such weird shapes. Mo Tian, ??who wanted to see his face, was not even a monster, let alone a monster.  Not a single hair on the monster was seen.  If Liu Feifei were here, she would definitely be clamoring to see the monster. I wonder how she is doing now. Thinking of that weird girl, Mo Tian couldn't help but feel a tenderness in his heart.  "Master? This seems to be a demon space." Demonic Dragon's tone was filled with surprise. After all, he had only heard that the demon king with profound magic power could create his own small world with his own power reading ability, which was called  Demonic space.  The size and capabilities of this space depend entirely on the strength of this demon.  According to legend, some demons create demonic spaces that can accommodate mountains and rivers with a wave of their hands, but even if it is a demonic space that can only accommodate a grain of sand, the demons who can create it are extremely impressive, although it is not the power of space in the true sense.  , but this kind of magical power of Xumi Zijie can never be mastered by ordinary people.  At least in the impression of the dragon, only the few super demons have such terrifying abilities. Since Asmodeus is one of the ancient demons, Asmodeus is the legendary **  The ancestor of the demon god is the third demon god among the 72 demon gods on King Solomon. The king of evil spirits who leads the 72 evil spirit legions, it is not surprising that he has such an ability.  "Let's go, I want to see what kind of medicine this coward demon god is selling in his gourd." Mo Tian had summoned the demon dragon, and before stepping into the space, he had used spells to lay down three layers of barriers in front of him, focusing on tactics.  The enemy initially watched the dynasty changes in the land of China as a bystander, leaving behind precious wisdom that seems to be extremely practical now.  When Mo Tian passed through the wormhole-like passage, the energy in front of him fluctuated gently. Attacks like sharp needles broke through the three layers of barriers in a moment, and landed on Mo Tian's arm.  The black dragon simultaneously let out a warning roar, spitting flames as thick as sandalwood from its mouth. After a squeaking sound, the needle-like sneak attack was immediately melted away by the demonic fire.     **energy of?  Mo Tian suddenly felt an extremely familiar energy coming from all directions, and a strong lust!  The Hell Black Dragon also felt pressure from all directions at the same time. Although it didn't know what it was, the Demon King's surname told it that it was definitely an extremely dangerous thing. Even a Demon King-level existence like him would be vulnerable if he didn't pay attention.  Will fall.  "Don't move, if you don't want to die." Mo Tian stretched out his hand and gently pressed on the neck of the hell black dragon who was about to take action. **This kind of energy becomes stronger the more you struggle, and the more you want to defeat it.  , this means that the stronger the desire in your heart that you want to defeat, on the contrary, the stronger the enemy you face will be!  Of course, it doesn't mean that you can hide away as soon as you close your eyes, think about nothing, and have an empty heart without any desire. The empty heart is like a piece of white paper, and the ** is definitely the most domineering painter in the world.  , probably only a Van Gogh-style spiritual dance can barely describe the wild wild horse-like rage.  And the best way to defeat the ** is to use a more powerful **!  Mo Tian's consciousness spread in all directions like a spider web, exploring every corner of the boundless darkness. He was about to pull out the timid demon and give him a good beating for asking him to do such a fancy thing.  , have you forgotten the simple and violent aesthetics of hell?  Of course, after some searching, he discovered that the cowardly demon god he was looking for was not with them at all, and should still be where they were going on this dark path, because further forward, Mo Tian's consciousness encountered  We arrived at something that looked like a barrier, and that was probably where the timid god was hiding.  "Hey, in that case, I will accept the things here and treat them as your interest later." Mo Tian waved his hand unceremoniously, rolled his eyelids, and his pair of azure dragon eyes suddenly opened.  Opening, his eyes were like an endless whirlpool at this moment. When the blue light flew out of Mo Tian's eyes, the violent energy was spinning like a place dominating the world, turning the invisible waves around him.  The energy was pulled over unceremoniously and devoured extremely domineeringly!  Even the hell dragon couldn't help but lower its head in front of the violent energy. The admiration for Mo Tian deepened in his heart, but he was secretly happy in his heart. As long as he could follow him, there would be no need to worry about having no future in the future.  ?  In the darkness, the blue light vortex made a sound like the satisfied burp of a well-fed man, and the light illuminated the road ahead, with only a vague outline of one direction.  Take big strides out of this darknessHe said that when Mo Tian was still full of expectations to get more energy, the kind of overwhelming energy never appeared again. This made Mo Tian feel a little surprised, and of course more disappointing.  But he also understands that Asmodeus is not a stupid demon. Just as the ** energy at the entrance of the passage cannot stop people, then no matter how much ** is used, it is useless. ?? ** is a magical thing. If you already have a strong enough **, then no amount of external** will be enough to affect you.  After walking some distance, everything around him lit up, as magically as crossing the Prime Meridian at zero o'clock in the Western Hemisphere. The land under Mo Tian's feet turned out to be sand, but under Mo Tian's feet  When you step on it, it's not as soft as sand should be.  "Master, this seems to be a phantom array?" The Hell Demonic Dragon stuck its head out and looked at the surrounding environment with some surprise. After confirming it carefully, it said to Mo Tian: "Master, this phantom array is a little weird, a little too"  "Simple!" Mo Tian took over the Hell Demon Dragon's words. Even he could see at a glance that this phantom formation was just the simplest and most elementary small phantom formation among practitioners.  Anyone who practices the formation should have practiced or understood this phantom formation at the very beginning, just like everyone who studies mathematics must learn the Nine-Nine Formula.  Even Mo Tian, ??a phantom array idiot, can easily destroy the phantom array in front of him, but how could Asmodeus, the majestic demon god of the first generation, use this phantom array that is like a child's toy?  When Mo Tian's eyes looked into the distance, at the center of the illusion was a small village with smoke rising from the kitchen, he seemed to suddenly understand something in his heart, sighed softly, and continued walking forward.  The red sun hung far away on the other side of the sky. Although it was already a late sunset, Mo Tian could still feel the faint warmth. This was just the most basic illusion technique, but it still made people feel immersed in it.  a feeling of.  If this is not because the caster is too powerful, it is because he has simulated every aspect of this illusion to the depths. This feeling may not belong to Mo Tian, ??but to the owner of the illusion. The person who set up the formation will  All his emotions were integrated into the formation.  This state of mind is what the madman who set up a large formation in front of the West Kunlun Gate said, "My formation method is not the ultimate. The person who really sets up the formation has his own heart in it. That is the essence of the method." Mo Tian  Feeling the ubiquitous emotion permeating the air, the words Fa You Ben Xin jumped out of my mind for no reason.  The small village illuminated by the setting sun looks extremely harmonious.  This is a barren wasteland, with patches of earthy yellow sand beneath your feet, but it is not as ruthless as the desert. You can still vaguely see green in many places.  Especially at the entrance of the village is a big tree that Mo Tian can't name. It has lush green branches and a large area of ??green like a giant umbrella holding up the sky. Under the umbrella sits an old man with a white beard smoking tobacco, and  There were several children playing around. The old man took a puff of his cigarette and glared at the children who were tugging at his long white beard.  "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I'm going to tell you a story about a warrior and a princess." "Grandpa Luo, Grandpa Luo, you told me last time, what happened to the warrior and the princess after they got married?"  The little boy raised his head innocently and asked.  "Well, of course they live happily together." The white-bearded old man coughed twice and gently tapped the little boy's head with the cigarette rod in his hand: "You just like to think wildly." "Then they will be like  Are mom and dad quarreling like that?" The little boy rubbed his hurt head and seemed not to give up.  "Wellof course not. They are a warrior and a princess, so how can they quarrel." The old man came up with the logic of deceiving a child. Anyway, the target was a child, and he was just a child who easily overthinks.  "Oh, then I must be a warrior and marry the princess in the future!" The child clenched his fists tightly, with an extremely excited look on his face: "And by being a powerful warrior, I can defeat the devil who is pestering my sister.  Run away!" "Shh, don't talk nonsense!" The old man quickly covered the child's mouth, his expression suddenly became alert, and he looked around, as if he was afraid of being heard by the so-called devil.  "Hello, old man." Mo Tian came from a distance. Although these two people were existences in the illusion, for some reason, Mo Tian regarded them as real existences in his heart.  "Hello, who are you?" The old man's eyes were obviously wary, and he was protecting a group of children behind his back.  "My name is Mo Tian, ??and I'm here to find someone." Mo Tian smiled kindly, trying not to look like a bad person.  "Looking for someone? Who do you want to find?"After looking at Mo Tian several times, the old man found that Mo Tian didn't look like a bad guy, and the expression on his face finally became a little kinder, but his hands were still open to protect the child behind him.  "I don't know if there is a girl named Sarah in your village." After Mo Tian explained his purpose, the expressions of the old man and the boy who had just spoken to the old man became a little strange.  Such changes in their expressions naturally did not escape Mo Tian's gaze. He sighed secretly, having already determined a certain fact in his heart.  "So, you are the legendary warrior. Are you here to save my sister?" The little boy looked at Mo Tian carefully with his huge black eyes, timidly and a little scared.  He is indeed as fair and handsome as the legendary warrior, but why doesn't he have the warrior's armor and the big sword that can cut off the devil's neck? "Lark, don't talk nonsense, you must be using it.  You're from the town." The old man saluted Mo Tian and apologized for being rude just now.  "Sir, before this, many people have accepted the mission of exorcising demons from my master, but they all failed." The old man took another look at Mo Tian, ??who was tall and thin.  , a warm smile seems to make people feel at ease, but good looks cannot solve the devil, even if the two-meter-tall man was not captured by the devil last time and never came back.  "Don't worry, I'm just trying my best." Mo Tian didn't explain, and he calmly accepted the title that the two people naturally placed on him, 'Demon Slayer Warrior'. In fact, from a certain perspective, he was indeed here to get rid of demons.  Demonic.  The old man took Mo Tian to the small village. Lark looked very excited and asked Mo Tian many questions. Mo Tian also heard the old man talking about the stories that happened in the village.  This village is called Medea, and there lives a capitalist named Raquel. He has a very cute daughter named Sarah.  But she was possessed by a demon who was jealous of her. On Sarah's wedding night, her husband died suddenly, and unfortunate things happened one after another.  When she got married for the second time, her husband also died mysteriously on the night of the wedding.  The third and fourth husbands died in the same sudden death, and by the time her seventh husband suffered the same fate, no one in the village doubted that she was possessed by a demon.  So Raquel spent a lot of money and sent out invitations to warriors in many towns further away, hoping that someone could help her daughter get rid of this demon. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????? ?? Over the years, due to the temptation of money and beauty, countless warriors have come to slay the demon, but none of them succeeded.  Without exception, they were all robbed by the devil. Although Sarah is the daughter of a capitalist, she will be killed by the devil if she marries her, so no one wants to marry her anymore.  Even Sarah's slave girl starts humiliating her!  Nowadays, Sarah always hides alone in a small house and doesn't want to see anyone. Except for her dearest brother Little Luck, even Sarah's father has a hard time seeing his daughter.  Poor parents in the world, Sarah's father has even said in the small town that he is willing to dedicate all his wealth, but even so, fewer and fewer people dare to accept the task. Although everyone likes wealth,  But what they cherish more is their own lives.  "Brother Mo Tian, ??can you drive that devil away?" Little Luck was beside Mo Tian, ??circling him.  Mo Tian smiled, as if he had forgotten that the child in front of him was just an illusion, and replied: "I am here specifically to help you get rid of this demon. I have dealt with many demons more powerful than it before. I want to kill him."  It's difficult, but it depends on whether your sister is willing or not." Looking at everything around him, Mo Tian didn't know how to feel, but he wanted to give the devil a chance, whether it was to trick out the illusion array in his mouth.  The method of arrangement was still based on his motive for setting up this illusory array.  "Of course my sister is willing. You don't know how painful it is for her to be haunted by the devil." Little Luck looked extremely distressed and lowered his voice: "I heard many people in the family secretly saying bad things about her behind her back.  She is a bad woman who seduces the devil. My sister secretly cried many times after hearing this. "I don't know if it was because of the pain I felt for my sister, but Little Luck spoke in a much more mature tone than other children of the same age: "Brother Mo Tian, ??if you really do.  I can defeat the devil and let me become a warrior, okay?¡± When Mo Tian asked little Zach the reason why he wanted to be a warrior, and heard that he wanted to marry a beautiful princess and not quarrel like his parents, Mo Tian asked.  Tian suddenly felt that he was laughing and crying,Are today¡¯s children so avant-garde in their thinking?  Or is it pain that makes children grow up too fast?  Soon, a few people arrived in front of a very luxurious courtyard. The capitalist Lak received Mo Tian warmly. Although it was with the usual perfunctory enthusiasm of a businessman, Mo Tian didn't say much.  The father¡¯s worry for his daughter¡¯s future happy life is visible, and white strands have long since appeared inadvertently among his black hair.  "I want to meet Miss Sarah." Mo Tian refused the suggestion of having a full meal first. In fact, he really wanted to eat, but no matter how real the illusion was, he couldn't fill his stomach. He couldn't let him bite the air in his mouth and drink.  Air?  Mo Tian decisively refused this kind of thing, which was strange to think about.  Lao Lak didn't say anything, and directly asked someone to take Mo Tian to a very remote small house behind these huge courtyards. Just like little Lak said, his sister was living in a very lonely place at the moment, even in the small house.  There is a thin layer of fence surrounding the house, isolating the house from the outside world.  "Here, here, sister lives in this house." "Sister, it's me, Lark, and I'm bringing the warriors to see you!" There are a lot of flowers and plants planted on the side of the small house, and the capitalists are still  I felt very sorry for my daughter. I was afraid that she would be lonely here alone, so I planted so many flowers and plants for her to relieve her boredom. There was even a large shiny black hound circled in front of the tree in the small house. It was also that  Captured by a capitalist to keep as a companion for his daughter.  Mo Tian glanced at the hut, filled with demonic energy.  The black dragon on Mo Tian's arm seemed to have discovered something. Mo Tian motioned it to silence with his hand, shook his head slightly, walked to the hut, and shouted inside.  "Excuse me, is Miss Sarah here?"
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