4051: C4051 Desolate Devil

C4051 Desolate Devil

Murong Hua had stayed in Qingming Town for too long. He had a strong feeling about the surrounding grass and trees. When the river was plunged into misery and suffering, the Devil Qi in the sky seemed to have sensed something unusual. His mind power spread out and enveloped the entire Qingming Town, extending towards the river.

By the river.

On the river side. That thick and wild face was enjoying the life energy of heaven and earth. A strange smile appeared on his face. When Murong Hua's mind power appeared and passed through his body, the scary thing was that he didn't notice anything unusual.

He retracted his will power.

Murong Hua's eyes were filled with confusion. He had clearly sensed something strange, but why hadn't he seen it?

Wisps of black light gathered, and a rough face appeared. His limbs, hair, and the heart in his chest were beating violently. Every beat caused countless lives to die.

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

His eyes were glowing red. He glanced at the Qingming Town and saw everything.

Different lights appeared above each person's head, representing different life forces.

He looked disgusted and shook his head. "The level is too low. There are only five Heavenly Venerates. It's not enough to fight. I never thought that I, Desolate Devil, would be reborn in such a remote place. Longevity Mountain, I'm back. "

Desolate Devil.

Many people might not know this, but not many of the major powers in Central Land knew what Desolate Devil represented.

However, those who stood at the peak would be incomparably shocked when they heard Desolate Devil's name.

This was an existence known as undying.

He was a life form condensed from countless resentment of the Great Desolate. With the resentment of the Great Desolate, he would never die. Moreover, Desolate Devil possessed endless power and means. Even if the Heavenly King wanted to kill him, he would not be able to do so. At most, it would just be a seal.

Desolate Devil was an existence that even the Heavenly King couldn't kill, but he could continuously devour life and become stronger. If he could devour millions of lives, then even the Heavenly Kings would retreat when they encountered him.

Desolate Devil was a gift from the Great Desolate to humans.

It was also a way to balance the natural situation.

Since the will of heaven and earth had given birth to Desolate Devil, it was to covet life and pay the price.

He would not die.

You can keep getting stronger.

Desolate Devil's body was full of strength and beauty. He was like a gift from nature. His body was perfectly proportioned. With a single breath, all life within a few kilometers was destroyed, turning into a strand of life essence and entering his mouth.

He waved his hand casually.

Desolate Devil put on a pair of alligator leather pants, and walked leisurely towards Qingming Town with a stalk of aquatic grass in his mouth.

Every step he took happened in an instant.

Very quickly, he disappeared.

In the town.

Murong Yan followed Yang Ping's footsteps. Her faith did not waver.

Yang Ping was her savior.

In the tavern.

After Yang Ping turned into a mortal, he measured the Cloud Realm step by step. He lived in the open and experienced the world. He did not deliberately suffer, nor did he enjoy it. He used his true feelings to feel the world.

"Hello."

Yang Ping sat by the window of the tavern. He looked at the ordinary people walking on the street and fell into deep thought. Murong Yan came uninvited and sat opposite him. She pulled her chin and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Yang Ping smiled and said, "Why are you following me? I told you, I am not the saviour you mentioned."

Murong Yan thought for a while and said, "Grandpa said that if there is a day when the saviour appears, my body will sense it, especially my Spiritual World. Grandpa said that my bloodline is very special and has the power to defy the heavens."

Yang Ping asked curiously, "What realm is your grandfather at?"

Murong Yan did not cover it up. She said naively, "Probably the Heaven's Origin. Grandfather said that the Heaven's Origin still has the Heaven Realm. Where is the Heavenly King? But it is impossible for the Tian Wang to reach it. It is too difficult."

Yang Ping said, "What realm do you think the Savior is at?"

Murong Yan was stunned, but she still replied," He should be... stronger than the Heavenly King. "

Yang Ping smiled and sighed. "Your grandfather is not even the Heavenly King. How can he be sure about the Savior? The Savior realm far surpasses your grandfather. Since it is unknown, there are many uncertainties."

Murong Yan shook her head.

Yang Ping saw that even after he explained it clearly, the other party still believed that he was the Savior. He felt a little helpless and said, "I am really not the Savior you mentioned."

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 strange. She was not stupid. He teased, "Why do you think your grandfather is inferior to me? Look at me. I don't have any energy fluctuation. I'm just an ordinary person."

Murong Yan asked, "Why do you think your grandpa is better than me? "You don't put the Heavenly King in your eyes. If you are not crazy, you must be very powerful."

Yang Ping was silent.

He did not notice it, and he did not bother to restrain himself. Indeed, he did not know what realm he was at. He only knew that he would walk his own path. As for the cultivation system that really existed, he did not care much about it. Heavenly Kings were the absolute rulers of Universal Dimension. In fact, there weren't any Heavenly Kings in many weak dimensions.

For example, Red Dust didn't have any Heavenly Kings in the past.

Only after the change in the spiritual energy did they break the restrictions.

LEE Zhishou and the others barely broke through to the Heavenly King realm.

Of course.

A Heavenly King like LEE Zhishou was different from a Heavenly King of Cloud Realm. Their combat strength was incomparable. In the mortal world, the ten Heavenly Kings were probably no match for LEE Zhishou.

Yang Ping frowned because he had thought of a possibility.

If Earth suddenly erupted with spiritual energy, would it become the same as Cloud Realm, with hundreds of Heavenly Kings?

It was very likely.

In Cloud Realm, Yang Ping could clearly sense that the rules of the two dimensions were different. The mortal world was incomplete, and the spiritual energy was insufficient. There must be something that made the mortal world a forbidden place.

If he had time, he could go back to Earth and take a look.

Yang Ping did not think too much about it. Instead, he took a look at the tallest building in the town.

It was a nine-story pagoda.

"Yan!"

A surprised cry came from outside. A tall and handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes rushed into the hotel and sat at Yang Ping's table. He shouted, "You're willing to come out and shop! What do you want? I'll buy it for you. This street is mine."

"Young Master."

At this moment, the innkeeper jogged over and said fawningly, "What do you want?"

Lu Ge waved his hand and said impatiently, "Do your own things."

The innkeeper bowed and turned to leave.

However, he did not go far. Instead, he squatted at the door, ready to come and serve at any time.

Lu Ge.

The richest second generation in Qingming Town. The entire street was his. He was strong and handsome. He was simply the lover of a girl in her dreams.

When the shopkeeper saw Murong Yan, he was shocked. He understood why Lu Ge stayed behind.

Murong Yan was very helpless. Lu Ge's pursuit on the other side, he could not beat or scold him. She said, "I said, Lu Ge, there is no need to force things when there are differences in the Dao."

Lu Ge patted his chest and shouted, "I will not despise you. Although I have embarked on the path of cultivation, I still keep my heart pure. Yan, if you are worried that you are not worthy of me, it's okay. I can give up on the Qingming Town and live the life of an ordinary person with you."

..." "

Murong Yan had a headache and looked at Yang Ping eagerly, hoping that he could help.

Yang Ping looked outside with a smile on his face.

Slowly.

Murong Yan noticed something was wrong and asked, "Lu Ge, can't you see?"

Lu Ge asked, "What do you see?"

Murong Yan pointed at Yang Ping.

Lu Ge smiled. "No one."

Murong Yan sighed.

Yang Ping must not want to meddle in other people's business, so he did not want Lu Ge to see it. However, Murong Yan thought of another possibility. Why could Lu Ge not see it?

Why did she and her grandfather see it?

This was very strange.

Ah -

Yang Ping looked in the direction of the sound and heard a miserable scream coming from the nine-story building.

Lu Ge's expression changed. He stood up and shouted, "That's my dad's voice. What's going on?"

Boom!

A corpse fell from the sky. A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes was lying on the ground, staring ahead. There was a big hole in his chest. His heart had been dug out, and his life force was slowly fading away.

Desolate Devil appeared next to him, holding a bloody heart in his hand. He said with disdain, "Heavenly Longevity, the rules are incomplete, and the quality is too poor."

The middle-aged man was dead.

Desolate Devil swallowed the heart in one gulp, his mouth full of blood. He looked towards the tavern. First, he saw the angry Lu Ge, then he saw Murong Yan. His eyes lit up. He said excitedly, "Heaven defying clan. Haha, I didn't expect to meet a top grade clan in the wilderness!"2

Finishing.

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

- The content came from [Micoo Reading].

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