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Hearing him here, Chu nightning suddenly thought of a person, so he frowned slightly and said three words.

"Song Xingyi..."

"Oh, Song Xingyi, the leader of Huabi hundreds of years ago." Ta Xianjun nodded, "Yes, in the process of multiplying children, occasionally there will be very lucky children, they are exactly the same as ordinary people, crying There are no golden tears left, and the body will not have obvious characteristics of the furnace, and even because the blood is mixed just right, it can quickly form a spiritual nucleus, and the spiritual power is overbearing and does not lose to the pure demon. But this possibility is very small, a few Thousands of years have passed, and the sphenoid beauty seat that has reached the ability of a grandmaster can be clearly counted with one hand."

He said, and stretched out his five narrow fingers, and some mockery seemed to be amusingly shaking in front of his eyes.

After a while, he continued: "So, in such a precarious situation, many sphenoid beauty seats are thinking of going back to the demon world. As long as they go back, they will no longer have to live a life of fear and never cry for a lifetime. , no longer have to worry about being sold as a stove or dismantled to make soup. In those war-torn years when people are frantically looking for beautiful seats to make a living, they don't have to cut their faces, worrying that their beautiful skin will kill them calamity."

He spoke in a slow voice for so long, the blue light in the distance finally blurred and a shadow could be seen. It seemed that five horses were pulling a chariot, galloping from the road of martyrdom.

Stepping Xianjun said: "However, it is not so easy to return to the devil world. The devil has a blood feud with Gouchen Shanggong. In his eyes, Gouchen Shanggong is a traitor and has betrayed the gods. So Gou Chen Yi The pulse capital should be linked to nine clans, and it will not be able to stand up from generation to generation. Of course he does not want to let the desolate beauties return to their hometowns."

"..."

The heavy rain is still rushing down, and the world is wet and cháo fishy.

Stepping Xianjun looked at the carriage from far to near, and it took a long time to continue: "It was not until the first generation of demons was annihilated and the second generation of demons succeeded, the new emperor only let go."

Chu nightning's eyes moved slightly: "He allowed the beauty seat to return to the devil?"

"Allow." Ta Xianjun smiled, "However, as Master saw, he set up a natural barrier that cannot be crossed without using forbidden techniques. If those beauties want to go home, they must do this. ."

Chu nightning's heart was tight, and he vaguely understood the whole story.

Step Xianjun casually pointed at the bridge of the sea of ​​corpses in front of him, and said, "Look at the road of martyrdom in front of you. It is the only bridge that can connect the entrance of the demon world to the human world. This bridge must be made by living people. Only by volunteering to sacrifice can we slowly go down."

He hehe smiled: "A dead man who is willing to sacrifice his life to pave the way for others, to find one is lucky, to find five is great luck, to find a hundred is to be damned. If you live well, who would volunteer for the Demon Race? The heir goes home and dies?"

Chu nightning raised his eyes: "So, you must know the chess game."

Ta Xianjun didn't expect that he would answer the call, and was stunned for a moment, before showing his teeth: "Not bad."

He turned his head to look at this magnificent road of martyrdom, and his pupils gradually narrowed: "These people are the ones who have confused their minds with precious chess games over the years and made them willing to sacrifice."

"...How many people have you killed?"

Stepping Xianjun rolled his eyes, his black and purple pupils stared at him faintly, after a while, he spit out two words: "All."

"...!"

"Almost all."

The bridge in front of you seems to be endless, boundless, and everything seems to be quiet in the bào rain, and it seems that there are ghosts everywhere screaming, crying, hoarse, roaring, and begging for mercy.

Chu nightning shuddered.

"Do you know how long this bridge is?" Without waiting for Chu nightning to answer, Stepping Xianjun said calmly, "This seat has almost killed all the people in this world, and I am afraid that there are not even 10,000 people alive. It's here. But the bridge is only half full - the rest, even if the last 10,000 people are killed, can't be filled."

"..." Chu nightning is almost toothless, "So, to open the door of life and death in time and space?"

"You can always think of the worst answer at once." Step Xianjun said lightly, "Yes, you must open the door of life and death in time and space, and then get enough precious pieces from another world to complete this road. "

The rain waterfall is turbulent, and the turbulent flow is not in a hurry on the enchantment where the two are placed. They look at each other, their brown eyes staring at the purple and black ones, and finally thunder and sky are accompanied by Chu Xiaoning's almost furious scolding-

"You guys are crazy!"

Stepping Xianjun just rolled up a sneer in the purple lightning light: "This seat knows that you will react this way." He said, turning his eyes away, the carriage and horse are approaching, and gradually he can recognize the details.

"The gate of time and space, Zhen Longqi." He paused, "It's better to have a rebirth technique. When someone does all of these, the gate to the devil world will open again. They can all return to their homeland."

"..." Chu nightning was shaking, and his anger and horror almost made him speechless.

"You must want to ask, why do you have to break these forbidden techniques before the Demon Venerable allows them to go home?" Ta Xianjun looked at the approaching carriages and horses indifferently, with rare understanding, "It's actually very simple. The three forbidden techniques were created by Gouchen Shanggong, representing the ability of the demons to penetrate the sky and the earth, but in the end, they were regarded as the source of disaster by Gouchen, please ban Fuxi and tear the scroll secret technique apart."

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