2009: C2009 Wild Demon

C2009 Wild Demon

Murong Hua stayed in the Qingming Town for too long, and had a strong feeling towards every single blade of grass and tree in the surroundings. His willpower spread out, enveloping the entire Qingming Town and extending towards the river.

At the river.

That wild and crude face seemed to enjoy the vitality between heaven and earth as he revealed a strange smile. When Murong Hua's willpower appeared and passed through his body, the terrifying thing was, he did not sense anything strange.

He withdrew his willpower.

Murong Hua's gaze was suspicious as he thought, he had obviously sensed something strange, but why was he not able to see it?

Strands of black light gathered together, and his rough face revealed his body, his four limbs, his hair, and even his most chest. His heart beat violently, and with every beat, countless lives would be lost.

When a complete body appeared, the rough face let out a sigh of relief. He lowered his head to look at his hands and softly said, "The seal has been broken. I have finally regained my freedom."

His eyes glowed red as he scanned through the Qingming Town.

A different light appeared above each person's head, representing a different kind of vitality.

He revealed a look of disgust, shook his head, and said, "The level is too low. It's only five Empyreans. I never thought that my Desolate Devil would be reborn in such a remote place. Longevity Mountain, I'm back. "

Desolate Devil.

Many people might not know, and not many people in the large powers of Central Land knew what Desolate Devil represented.

However, those who truly stood at the peak, would be incomparably shocked upon hearing the name of the Desolate Devil.

This was an existence that was said to not die.

It was a living being formed from countless grudges in the Wasteland. With the resentment in the Wasteland, he would never die, and with the Desolate Devil's endless power and methods, even if the Heavenly King wanted to kill him, he would not be able to do so.

Desolate Devil was an existence that even Heavenly King could not kill, but he could continuously devour lives, becoming stronger and stronger. If the life force he devoured reached the ten million level, then even Heavenly King Stage experts would avoid him.

Desolate Devil was a gift to humanity from the Wasteland.

It is also a means of balancing nature.

Since the will of heaven and earth was born in the Desolate Devil, it had to pay the price for its greed.

He didn't die.

This way, he would be able to continuously grow stronger.

The Desolate Devil's body was full of strong and beautiful, like a gift from nature, his body's proportions were perfect. With a single breath, all life within a few kilometers radius around him was annihilated, turning into a strand of life essence that entered his mouth.

With a casual wave of his hand.

Desolate Devil put on a pair of crocodile skin pants, held a stalk of aquatic plant in his mouth, and leisurely walked toward the Qingming Town.

Step by step.

It disappeared very quickly.

In the town.

Murong Yan followed Yang Ping's footsteps, her faith not wavering in the slightest.

Yang Ping was her savior.

At the pub.

After Yang Ping transformed into a mortal, she measured her Cloud Realm step by step. She experienced the wind, the night, and the world; he did not deliberately endure hardships, and she did not specially enjoy it. She used her most genuine feelings to comprehend the heaven and earth.

"Hello."

Yang Ping sat at the tavern's window seat and watched the ordinary people walking on the street in deep thought. Murong Yan came uninvited and sat opposite to him.

Yang Ping laughed: "Why are you following me? I've said it before, you're not talking about the Savior."

Murong Yan thought for a while, then said: "Grandfather said, if there comes a day that the Savior appears, my body will feel it, especially when my Spiritual World resonates with him. Grandfather said, my bloodline is very special, it possesses the power to defy the heavens."

Yang Ping asked curiously: "What realm is your grandfather in?"

Murong Yan did not try to hide it and naively said, "It should be Tian Yuan. Grandfather said that there is still the Heaven Realm and the Sky King. However, it's impossible for a Heavenly King to attain it, it's too difficult. "

Yang Ping asked: "What realm do you think the Savior is at?"

Murong Yan was stunned, but she still replied: "It should be … Even more powerful than the Heavenly King. "

Yang Ping laughed and sighed: "Your grandfather isn't even a Heavenly King, so how can he possibly determine the matter of the Savior? The realm of the Savior is far superior to your grandfather's.

Murong Yan shook her head.

Seeing that she had explained it clearly, the other party still believed that he was the Savior. Yang Ping felt a little helpless, and said: "I really am not the Savior that you spoke of."

Murong Yan said: "But you are not an ordinary person, you are much stronger than my grandfather."

Yang Ping was even more surprised, the little girl seemed to rarely go out, but she was very weird, and was not stupid at all. She joked, "Why do I feel like your grandfather is inferior to me? Look at me, there's no energy undulations from my body, I'm just a normal person. "

Murong Yan asked in reply: "The way you speak doesn't put the Heavenly King in your eyes. If you aren't a madman, then you must be very powerful."

Yang Ping was silent.

On the other hand, he didn't pay attention to it, nor did he bother to hide it. He wasn't sure of his current cultivation level, and only knew that he had to walk his own path. The Heavenly King was the absolute ruler in all of Universal Dimension, to the point where many weak dimensions did not have the existence of the Heavenly King.

For example, in the past, there hadn't been any Heavenly King Stage experts.

It was only after the spiritual energy had changed that the restrictions were broken.

LEE Zhishou and the others barely broke through the Heavenly King Stage.

Of course.

The fighting strength of a Heavenly King like LEE Zhishou was completely different from that of a Heavenly King with Cloud Realm. In the mortal world, even ten Heavenly Kings were probably not LEE Zhishou's match.

Yang Ping frowned, because she had thought of a possibility.

If Earth's spirit energy suddenly exploded, would it become the same as Cloud Realm, with hundreds of Heavenly Kings?

Very likely.

Because within the Cloud Realm, Yang Ping could clearly feel that the rules of the two dimensions were different. The red dust wasn't complete, and there wasn't enough spirit energy.

If you have the time, you can go back to Earth.

Yang Ping stopped thinking further, and looked at the tallest building in the town.

Nine level pagoda.

"Yan!"

A tall and handsome youth with thick eyebrows and big eyes rushed into the hotel, sat at Yang Ping's table and shouted, "You're willing to go shopping? I'll buy whatever you want, and this street is all mine."

"Young Master."

At this time, the owner of the hotel ran over and said in a flattering tone, "What do you want?"

Lu Ge waved his hand and said impatiently: "Go busy yourself."

The manager bowed before turning around and leaving.

However, he didn't go far. Instead, he squatted by the door, ready to come and wait upon them at any time.

Lu Ge.

The second generation with the richest Qingming Town was him. The entire street was filled with people with great strength and handsome looks. They were simply the sweethearts of a girl's dreams.

When the shopkeeper saw Murong Yan, he was extremely shocked. He finally understood why Lu Ge was still here.

Murong Yan was very helpless. Facing Lu Ge's pursuit, she could neither fight nor scold, and said: "I already said, Lu Ge, if you're not friends, then why force yourself?"

Lu Ge patted his chest and said: "I won't mind you. Even though I have embarked on the road of cultivation, I will still maintain my pure heart. Yan, if you are worried that you aren't worthy of me, it doesn't matter. I can give up your Qingming Town and live an ordinary life with you. "

"…"

Murong Yan felt a headache coming on as she looked at Yang Ping, hoping that he could help her.

Yang Ping smiled and looked outside.

Slowly.

Murong Yan sensed that something was amiss, and asked: "Lu Ge, can't you see?"

Lu Ge was puzzled: "What did you see?"

Murong Yan pointed to where Yang Ping was.

Lu Ge smiled: "There's no one here."

Murong Yan sighed.

It must be because Yang Ping didn't want to meddle in other people's business, that she didn't let Lu Ge see it. However, Murong Yan thought of another possibility.

Yet, he and his grandfather saw it?

It's strange.

Ah!

Yang Ping's gaze landed on a nine story tall building as miserable screams echoed out.

Lu Ge's expression changed as he stood up and shouted, "That's my father's voice, what's going on?"

Boom!

A corpse fell from the sky. A middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothing was lying on the ground, staring straight ahead. A large hole had appeared in his chest, and his heart had been dug out. His life force was slowly fading away.

Desolate Devil appeared at the side with a bloody heart in his hand. He said disdainfully, "Heavenly Longevity, incomplete rules, poor quality."

The middle-aged man was dead.

Desolate Devil swallowed his heart in one gulp, his mouth full of blood. He looked over to the tavern, saw the angry Lu Ge at first, then saw Murong Yan, her eyes lit up with excitement as she said: "Heaven defying clan, haha, I never thought that I would meet such a ridiculous existence in the wilderness!"0

Finished.

Desolate Devil walked towards the tavern with a strange smile on his face.

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