Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 376 Before the Storm

The residual soul of the Demon Lord combined with the effect of the inner demon, can be called the promax version of the inner demon. Every day, whenever there is a chance, it will chatter in Liu Jiqian's ear.

At first Liu Jiqian just thought it was noisy, but gradually, perhaps influenced by the remnant soul, the words of the inner demon became sharper and carried a bewitching tone.

"Lu Wensheng knows about you. What's the difference between the steamed buns he gave to the beggar and the kiss he gave you? They are just charity. He is with you just because he loves you, not because he loves you. He is just because others are nice. How can he really understand it? That kindness is originally a condescending mercy."

"The Immortal Realm wants you to remove your bones to pay off your debts, while the Demon Realm allows you to rebuild your golden body - which one is the dead end?"

"You are devoted to protecting the common people, but the common people push you into the dust - is this a path worth following?"

"Others have to go through many paths and experience countless dangers to become immortals, but you are a natural immortal. You only need to practice to a certain level, and then you can naturally ascend. By cooperating with the demons, you can not only return to your position, but also make Lu Wensheng belong only to you..."

"Shut up!"

Liu Jiqian shattered the three-foot-long stone wall as he rolled up his wide sleeves, and the prison chain left bloody marks on his frosty wrist bones.

The flying debris cut the side of his face, but black mist instead of blood gushed out of the wound. His silver hair flowed like moonlight in the demonic energy, making the bloodstains at the corners of his eyes look even more eerie.

He leaned against the cold pond, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing. His silver hair poured down on his blood-stained crane cloak like moonlight. But every time his eyelashes fluttered, the mist transformed from the remaining soul of the Demon Lord would penetrate into his mind through his earlobes.

"Liu Jiqian! You don't want me to say it, but I'm going to say it anyway! You're a fool who deceives yourself! You know I won't die! If you have any distracting thoughts, I'll be here! No matter how you explain, you can't deceive yourself!" The inner demon sneered.

It looked at itself, which had swallowed up the remaining soul of the Demon Lord, and had been sour behind the jade mirror for a long time! It wished that it could kick its main consciousness and show him what it meant to be possessed by a demon - that resentful ghost look was really a letdown for the possessed!

"Get out of my sea of ​​consciousness!" His jade-like fingertips dug deeply into the stone wall, and cracks appeared in the immortal's usually dignified and solemn demeanor.

The magic pattern was climbing up along his neck, dyeing the ends of his frosty hair dark silver, like a stain dragging in the snow.

The inner demon took the opportunity to summon an illusion: Lu Wensheng was in the midst of peach blossoms, showing the same bright smile to others, while he was locked in the shadows with iron chains and covered in blood.

"Are you indifferent? I don't care. However, his brilliance will be directed towards the newcomers." The inner demon whispered in his ear, watching with satisfaction as the frozen golden pupils began to tremble.

A drop of cold sweat slid across Liu Jiqian's tense jaw, and black mist rose up when he fell to the ground.

"The immortal bones you are so proud of are nothing but shackles bestowed by the heavens - they are not kneeling to you, but to this skin that was born with you! What a proud child of heaven, what a chief of the immortal sect... The three realms respect you like a god, but no one understands you. This cold immortal path is even more bone-chilling and cold than the devil's cave."

"The common people never really need a savior. They only eat your flesh and drink your blood when you fall! The so-called righteous path will sooner or later force him to choose between the common people and you - but the devil never needs to make a choice... The immortal way does not tolerate the slightest filth, but the devil accepts broken souls - including the dirty desires hidden under your wide sleeves."

The inner demon's smile grew brighter and brighter. He looked exactly like Liu Jiqian, but beneath his warm skin there was madness surging.

Those who are admired will be lonely forever, and those who are feared will be submitted to by all beings. Liu Jiqian! You should have tasted the bloody taste of power long ago. The rebirth of the phoenix from the ashes is a scam. Only the fallen devil can burn away those dirty eyes that are watching and plotting against you!

Liu Jiqian saw his reflection completely transformed: his silver hair turned into gray flowing like a galaxy, his golden pupils settled into lava-like red-gold vertical pupils, and the blood dripping from the torn wound at the corner of his lip condensed into magic patterns in mid-air.

“Hahahaha, that’s right.” The inner demon wiped away the blood and tears that seeped from the corners of his eyes, and looked at the frost-like silver hair on the ground that was gradually dyed black by the demon’s breath. “When we tear apart those hypocritical heavenly rules, we will teach your Yangming that mercy cannot save the people. Only by relying on you can the world survive.”

Demon Lord Min Xiao leaned in the shadows, taking it all in. He casually touched his chin with one hand, a look of laziness and amusement.

One of his subordinates couldn't help but be curious, so he approached cautiously, bowed and asked, "Demon Lord, with your magical powers, why didn't you encourage the remaining soul of the Demon Lord earlier and let Liu Jiqian become a demon directly? This way, we wouldn't be tormented by him and add a lot of trouble."

Min Xiao slowly raised his eyelids, glanced at the subordinate, and sneered, "Idiot! What good results can be achieved by acting so hastily? Only by taking it step by step can he be willing to throw himself into the arms of the devil in despair and struggle.

Only when his inner defenses completely collapse, he will become even crazier and more desperate after being possessed by the devil, and only then can he play the role of the core of the formation well! "

He paused, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "With the cooperation of the remnant soul of the Demon Lord and the inner demon, are we still afraid that he won't take the bait? All we need to do is watch the show from the sidelines and wait for the fish to bite the hook."

Min Xiao snorted coldly: "Besides, it's not like I'm going to serve him personally."

The subordinate who was originally in awe paused and said: "......." The focus is on the last sentence, right?

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Min Xiao's layout this time directly targets the initial stage of the destiny of immortals and demons. He takes the Xuanyin Sect as the eye of the formation and deliberately removes the restrictions on the demon realm. When the eye of the Xuanyin Sect's mountain gate formation is loosened, the demonic energy surges like a flood, and the monstrous demonic energy rushes out with thousands of evil spirits. All living beings within a thousand miles where the dark clouds cover the sun are in danger.

This is not a secret chess game played by a treacherous sect, but a chessboard of killing spread out in broad daylight, forcing the immortals to face the calamity head-on - even if they see through it, it is still a dead end, with the common people as bait and the laws of nature as the chessboard, and there is no room for any detours.

Within a hundred miles of the Xuanyin Mountains, spiritual energy is withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The trajectory of the rotating moonlight was twisted into dark blood-scab-like patterns on the sky. The scales of the fish swimming in the mountain stream had turned black when their bellies turned up. Even the newly sprouted buds were curled up into claws, scratching the void in the night wind.

The evil energy hanging over the Xuanyin Sect was thick and colorful, devouring the light of the sky like a giant whale sucking water. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees withered, the streams were upside down, and even the wings of the flying birds were stained with blood-red, dragging a sad and beautiful trail in the sky...

When the hundreds of immortal sects first heard about the unusual movement of the demonic tide, talismans for help from mortal cities were already rising into the sky like fireflies.

Fortunately, the monks of the Common People Alliance were scattered like stars, and there were also monks stationed in the sect to guard it. Robes of various colors fluttered in the flowing fire, and the clanging sound caused by the collision of spiritual energy and demonic energy split rocks and pierced the clouds, which was even more shocking than the sound of war drums.

Bright lights were lit up at every peak of the Wenxian Sect overnight, and the sword light broke through the clouds for three thousand miles.