Chapter 3767: The Voice of the Demon God
Everyone looked at the middle-aged beggar.
"This assessment space is left over from the demon god before he became a god. The gods have the power to reach the sky, and the grievances in the world will no longer be ignored, and all the demon gods hope that those who get their inheritance can get it." Great fortune, so that you can go further on the road of cultivating demons." The middle-aged beggar said lightly.
Some people couldn't help being surprised after hearing this, and said: "So, although it is the space wreckage of the demon god, it will not cause any harm to people who are not demon cultivators, but it will lead them into the way of demons?"
"Exactly." The middle-aged beggar nodded and said.
At this time, the expressions of the five elders of the five great temples all changed dramatically.
Be enchanted!
This sounds so far away from them, and it is also a matter of turning pale!
After all, ordinary cultivators have been rejecting demon cultivators for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.
Although there will not be much dispute between the two, it is you who take your way, and I take my single-plank bridge.
But for demon cultivators, when they meet them, they keep them at a respectful distance, but in their hearts they are very shameless to associate with them.
Demon cultivators have always been synonymous with cruelty, blood, violence and so on.
When looking at those monsters just now, they must have cultivated the way of magic to be so violent.
If the disciples of his own academy specialize in the way of magic, wouldn't there be an extra evildoer who would endanger the world?
Those inside are the top talents of their academy!
No one wants them to specialize in magic.
The middle-aged beggar said indifferently: "You have too much prejudice against demon cultivators. The so-called laying down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha immediately, there are no so-called good people in the world, and there are no absolute bad people. There is no so-called Buddha, and there is no so-called demon." Whether it is a human or a demon, it all depends on one thought."
"Since the owner of this space is willing to let you in, it means that he is looking for the creator of chance. If his heart is a demon, even if you influence him for thousands of years, he will not be able to get rid of his demon nature. If his heart is good, Even if the white sand is in Nirvana, it is impossible to be completely black with it."
After the middle-aged beggar finished speaking, he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes slightly.
And behind him, there is a faint golden light permeating and flickering.
Everyone in the entire venue was instantly surrounded by a solemn and peaceful atmosphere.
They have never experienced such a dialogue that purifies the hearts of the people, and their entire hearts are actually quiet.
After a long while, the middle-aged beggar opened his eyes and said slowly, "It's up to them whether it's a demon or a human being."
Everyone immediately looked towards the sky, only staring at the stone.
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After a while, the ghost pattern on the scroll began to float out of the scroll, and immediately fell into the gray-white stone wall.
After the black underworld pattern was printed on it, at this moment, a black light shrouded everyone, and an ancient and vicissitudes of life suddenly sounded in the whole sky——
"Hehe, I've been waiting for thousands of years. I was looking for someone who is destined, but I didn't expect seven of them to come at once."
Hearing this voice, everyone felt that their whole body became a little stiff, and even their breathing became slow.
It was as if an extremely high-level majesty descended from the sky, suppressing their souls, as if they could be killed in a single thought.
"I have a good luck, which can be passed on to one of you, but it cannot be obtained by those who are not mentally determined, non-talented, and non-brave. Do you want to accept the challenge?"
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