75 Demons are born

In the light and shadow, floating life was added to chaos. In the thick clouds, he saw a familiar figure that he had not seen for a long time.

"Master?" Isn't that man in white the devil? How can they be together? He woke him up with a cold voice full of doubts.

"Floating life, that is no longer your master. She betrays the divine world and all creatures. She is no longer the mother of all spirits. Nuwa has been together with the demons. Fuxi regained his previous divine power and calmed down without the irritability and anger just now. He was like a god of great righteousness and justice for the world. Seeing that Fu Sheng was still suspicious of his words, Fu Xi said:

"I, you may not believe this. They have already done so here, so there is no need for me to explain more. You can see it." After saying that, Fu Xi didn't forget that he was a little sad. It can be said that he is really suitable for acting. If it weren't for people who knew the inside story, it would be easy to be confused by him.

So the current floating life is a little hesitant. Is what the Emperor of Heaven said right?" Master? Is what the Emperor of Heaven said true? Fusheng could not imagine that his master would betray the world and choose to walk with the demon. In his memory, the world is the life of Nuwa. She can't bear to see the world suffer from disaster. Practicing the divine stone consumes painstaking efforts to replenish the sky and calms the water beasts so that human beings can live and work in peace and contentment.

"Floating life, everything has cause and effect. You can't look at one side unilaterally. Today's behavior as a teacher is to make up for my mistakes tens of millions of years ago. Nuwa did not say it clearly, but with her understanding of Fusheng, she confirmed that Fusheng must be able to hear the hidden meaning in her words.

"Fu Sheng, don't listen to her sophistry. The facts are right in front of you, and what you see is the best evidence. We are the gods of justice and do not allow them to harm all sentient beings. Fuxi is impassioned and enthusiastic, and there is an awe-inspiring spirit of righteous death.

Fusheng still doesn't mean to do it between them. Generally speaking, it is impossible for him to do anything to his teacher, and it is impossible for him to help the devil. After all, he doesn't know the true face of Fuxi. So there has been no decision between them. Even if he is in hesitation now, he doesn't want to help either side. However, if Fu Xi wants to hurt his master, he will definitely protect his teacher. What righteousness is for the world, he is not a savior in the first place. For the sake of the person he deserves to protect, he can bear all the world. The reason why he has not moved is just to find out why the Emperor of Heaven said those words. What is his purpose? He also wanted to know why Master suddenly changed his attention to be with the devil?

"Floating life, take Xiaowei out of here quickly. The right and wrong here do not belong to you, and the feud between me and the Emperor of Heaven should come to an end. Don't go into this muddy water again. Why didn't Fusheng know that Nuwa had good intentions and didn't want him to sacrifice in vain, so he let him leave quickly. However, he and Nuwa are not only as simple as the master-apprentice relationship. Nuwa also has birth kindness to him. Without Nuwa's stone-making to mend the sky, how can there be floating life in the world? According to human beings, Nuwa is like a floating mother. How can he ignore his mother's crisis today and go free with his beloved? He can't be so ruthless. Therefore, he looked at Nuwa with gratitude in his eyes. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and Nuwa also looked at her beloved disciple with relief. Everything was worth it. The eye contact between them was so subtle that they were not even noticed by a third person.

"Fu Sheng, have you thought about it?" Seeing that Fu Sheng was still hesitating, Fu Xi urged angrily. However, Fusheng still did not make any response. Therefore, Fuxi changed his strategy and said:

"Fu Sheng, you are the next successor of my emperor. I have high expectations for you. After that, you become the emperor of heaven and become the supreme of all sentient beings, and the audience will worship you. At that time, you certainly don't want to have evil against you. Now is a great opportunity for me to help you eradicate dissidents. What are you hesitating about?" Fu Xi's words are really clear and emotional. All of them are considered for him from the perspective of floating life. If he had changed others, he might be moved, but today he is facing a stubborn stone that does not seek fame or profit.

"Ha... put away your hypocrisy. If others don't know your true face, you can recognize it. It is the demon who has been silent around Nuwa. He is waiting for the opportunity to expose Fuxi's hypocrisy.

"Evil, shut up!" Fuxi's originally calm face became extremely ferocious, as if he wanted to swallow Xuanqing and even bite the bones. At this time, the Emperor of Heaven was not like the supreme of the seven worlds who was superior and loved all sentient beings, but more than that demon. It is said that Bi will no longer wait for the decision of floating life.

A thunderbolt flashed at the demon. The demon master knew that he would attack him first, so he was already ready to jump in front of Nuwa and protect her behind him. Then, a flash of light from the palm of his hand roared out of his body, like a dragon. The dragon collided with lightning in the air, "Boom! "Oh!" A deafening movement shocked the sky to collapse. The earthquake made the mountains collapse in an instant. The rivers broke the embankment, and the waves rushed to the four fields like beasts. The turbid waves and mournful waves became a vast ocean, and only Tianmu Mountain was still standing in the ocean.

Nuwa saw that all sentient beings were suffering, and she was so sad that she almost fell from the sky. If it hadn't been for the timely discovery of Xuanqing around her, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Nvwa, how are you?" There is more heartache in Xuanqing's tone. He knew why Nuwa was like this, all because she was connected to all living beings. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little afraid that he was about to lose her. I couldn't help grasping her tightly and didn't want her to disappear from her eyes.

Nuwa gently opened his hand and smiled warmly. She didn't say anything. She didn't turn her head and stood down on Tianmu Mountain. Her arms were flat and poured out with an anti-God force. She exhausted everything to stop the human disaster. The rushing flood was gradually calmed down by spiritual power, and the wailing cry gradually faded away. However, the spiritual power still flowed out of Nuwa, and the seven-color auspicious clouds lingered around her body. The beautiful posture could not be looked directly. Nuwa frowned slightly, but the corners of her lips were still smiling.

The beautiful eyes looked into the distance, where the water mist rose, expanded, then disappeared, and finally disappeared without a trace. What kind of scenery will it be in the further distance?

He looked at the Emperor of Heaven and the Demon Lord with an angry look. One is full of righteousness for the world, and the other is that you can do everything for love. That is, these two men can make the spirits in the world suffer, and how can Nuwa, the mother of the spirits, sit idly by? Fusheng clenched his fist tightly, his bones rattled, and the anger in his eyes had not subsided. If his master really fell into nothingness today, he would not let go of the two of them. Even if he tried everything, he would let them be buried with his master. He turned around and stopped looking at them. He also flew to help Nuwa subdue the flood, hoping that he could control it with the joint efforts of the two of them. The most important thing was that nothing would happen to his mentor.

Xuanqing looked at Nuwa standing on Tianmu Mountain and his eyes flowed with sadness. Until the end, was he still irreparable? I hope the sky will not be too ruthless. He turned back reluctantly, and his silent expression slowly disappeared. He looked angrily at Fu Xi and looked up to the sky and smiled, with endless desolation:

"Haha... Fuxi, today we calculate our new and old hatreds together." He gritted his teeth and said word by word that his anger was no less than that of Fuxi just now, and Xuanqing's angry eyes flashed with a terrible fierce light. It was because of Fuxi that the flood disaster caused all the spirits to die, which made Nuwa have no choice but to do it. Happiness just now is just a flash in the pan, and suddenly it is fleeting. Now I can still feel the temperature left by my lover, but who knows how much she has to pay to stop the huge flood and save the creatures in the world. He resolutely set up his hand to sacrifice the ancient sword of Zhu Shen. A simple wooden sword appeared in his hand. The seemingly ordinary wooden sword actually gave birth to a lot of infinite power.

"The Ancient Sword of the God? I'm going to see what you take to sacrifice the sword today? She sacrificed her life to save the world. Do you want to sacrifice the sword with her life? The ancient sword of Zhushen has no sacrifice, which is just an ordinary waste sword. Fu Xi immediately changed from the look of fear just now to calm, and he was vaguely proud.

"Humph!" Xuanqing didn't say anything, just a disdainful smile. Then, he said an unchanging formula, but one of them shocked everyone present after listening to it.

"I sacrifice the soul of the sword with my blood, eat it..." He paused for a moment as if to look at the goddess on Tianmu Mountain again, and a shallow smile inadvertently appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if he still did not change as before, but there was an indescribable warmth in his eyes.

"Eat the Xuanqing demon soul and raise it." No one found that after his loud voice, crystal beads of water flowed out of Nuwa's eyes. Only the wind that passed by this time secretly saw her sadness and put her affection in the wind and floated to the place where he was.

What does this mean? A battle that burns up life?

"Stupid!" Fuxi is still disdainful. There is only himself in his life. How can he understand these people's persistence in feelings?

After sucking his soul, the Jade God Sword was even brighter, and it was hundreds of times stronger than the previous divine light. He stood with a sword, and his white clothes fluttered with a solemn color of rebirth between his eyebrows, and there was a sense of determination and sadness. It seems that he has become the focus of everything, and everything else has become the background behind him.

Fu Xi hated him very much and felt that he was more noble than himself. Fuxi held the red ** flowing out of the flash in his hand tightly. His hatred comes from jealousy. Why does Xuanqing have an eternal life, and a high-ranking god like himself will be constrained by longevity. Xuanqing is taller than him, and even his two little sister Nuwa has a special love for him. He doesn't understand and has to force it. Tens of millions of years ago, he wanted to absorb all the spiritual power and cultivation of Xuanqing, and he wanted to become a god who was not bound by nature. However, his plan was seen through by Xuanqing, and he is still inescapable.

At that time, it was Fuxi who forced Xuanqing to leave Nuwa, which not only forced him to become a demon, doomed, and he would never be with his beloved forever. Their grudges are hard to clear up for several generations.

Fuxi roared, and there was a cyclone around his body, but he couldn't hide the evil spirit. He jumped to Xuanqing with a flash of lightning. He hates to kill the enemy with a sense of distance, so that he can't feel the fear in the other party's heart, and the expression of struggling before death, which can't make him have a pleasant pleasure. He wants to appreciate his masterpiece up close. He is not like a god, but a dirty heart under his holy and noble appearance.

However, his expectations are not very good. Xuanqing is stronger than tens of millions of years ago. Everything is progressing. After all, he has not been eliminated by the world for such a long time. It must be his continuous evolution. The Jade God Sword, which sucked his life, flew up and down, regardless of Fuxi's lightning.

Fuxi's sharp lightning tip stabbed Xuanqing with his spiritual power. Xuanqing felt the evil wind surging in front of him and hurriedly dodged sideways. However, a wisp of green silk was not spared by his blow. It was so close! If it is a step later, will it be like this strand of hair?

When Xuanqing turned around, he still did not delay the attack. His left hand turned an invisible silk needle and shot it, which hit Fuxi's arm. Fuxi took back the flash of lightning and opened the distance from each other and cursed loudly:

"Evil, you actually played such a lame trick to plot this emperor." Fu Xi scolded and held the lightning in his hands. At this time, he felt that the weapon in his hand was ten thousand catties, and the injured right hand was unable to lift and felt slightly numb.

"Ha, of course I disdain it. It's just that in his own way and in his own way. Return to the original owner!" Xuan Qingyi said in his words that there was no villain's behavior at all.

"Well? What do you mean by that? The light flashed in Fuxi's eyes, and this person really couldn't stay.

The silk needle hidden weapon was still fifty years ago. When Fusheng used divine power, he secretly cast a silk needle that was smaller than his hair with spiritual power. He just wanted to kill people with a knife, but to his surprise, Xuanqing was really desperate and was not affected in any way. He thought that all these had passed. Even if Xuanqing was unimpeded, Xuanqing would also remember this hatred on Fusheng, which had nothing to do with him.

But he is wrong. What a smart person Xuanqing is! He knows Nuwa and his apprentices. They have the same temperament, and it is impossible for them to do such a villain. Not only this, but there is also a more credible reason, that is, if Fusheng is really a person who throws a hidden weapon, after he is hit by a hidden weapon, Fusheng will always take advantage of the victory and chase him and eradicate it because he did not have the ability to fight back at that time. Therefore, judging from these that the hidden weapon is not the work of floating life at all, he may not even know about it.

"Ask knowingly! I have to thank you for your gift in those years. If it hadn't been for your blow, I wouldn't have achieved my current achievements, and it would not have been possible to successfully refine the demons in the demon world. Let you see the incarnation of the demons. After saying that, Xuanqing's body swirled around the layers of black fog and thick smoke, and the nine-day evil spirit surged towards him and wrapped him.

The sky is not only the spectacle of the sun and moon, but also a huge round ball, which seems to be pressed down, a feeling that the end of the world is approaching. Only pity those small sentient beings. What evil have they done in this life? They have suffered so many natural disasters. The flood has not yet receded, and a terrible landscape has appeared in the sky. Waves of unevenness rise again and again. Thanks to Nuwa and Fusheng now to save the world, the world will not suffer more hardships.

"What a strong spirit of magic." When Fu Xi saw the black cloud and felt the powerful fluctuation of the spiritual power around him, he said with emotion. The demon spirit is the highest form in the demon world. Whoever has the power of the demon spirit can have the ability to dominate the four directions.

The more black clouds gathered, the layers of lightning around, suddenly bright and dark, a sudden light, a huge and terrible shadow appeared, like a ghost night fork, burning black flames all over the body. The whole body is covered with hard scales, showing a strange cold light in the irradiation of the black flame, like the white teeth of the evil ghost in hell. The head is like a dragon's head, and it's not that he doesn't have the tentacles of a dragon, and there is a sharp horn protruding on the bridge of his nose, which can be extremely sharp. His eyes burst out of the cold green light. He is more than five feet tall and huge; his hind limbs are turned into thick eagle claws, sharp and sharp; with black wings on the back, with the power of a hurricane. He is still holding the Zhu Shenjian in his hand. Only this can prove that the monster in front of him is the incarnation of Xuanqing.

How many gods have seen such a brazen thing that has lived for tens of millions of years?