Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Inner space - the sea of ​​stars.

It has been a long time since I have been able to pace back and forth freely in my own inner space.

Come in again.

There was a line of small words on the semi-transparent soul floating in the center:

[“Endless Reincarnation” is repairing the body…]

He watched his own soul at will without any worries in his heart.

She deliberately stayed in the ruins, so that at least no one would disturb her during the few days when she pretended to be dead.

Huyan Luo Liuguang?

He was controlled by the Horcrux and could only be a spectator.

It would be interesting to leave him alone for a few days, letting him live in the pain of being able to see her but not be able to kill her.

I don’t know what happened after the Demonic Martial Competition.

The demons won, so they shouldn't forget to give us treasures, right?

I walked to the mysterious progress bar at random.

I don’t know when the progress has exceeded 5%.

He stroked his chin casually and glanced at the progress bar.

What does this progress bar represent?

How many times have you faked your death?

Degree of recovery?

He looked down at the totem on his wrist and felt like he had seen the pattern on it somewhere before.

When the Messenger of Heaven first appeared, she remembered that there was a similar one on his collarbone.

Although I don't know what it is, I know it's definitely not a good thing.

She still remembers the pain she felt in her wrist before.

And that woman named Mingzhu, why does she know so much about her?

Mingzhu knew about her spiritual energy, but she didn't know that she possessed [Endless Reincarnation] that could repair her body.

And he also knows a thing or two about her innate magic.

Even the formation she created can be copied.

And he was extremely hostile towards her.

The wounds on her body were also very special, unable to heal and full of evil spirits.

Rather than scars, it's more like...

curse.

While I was thinking about it, the progress bar above my soul had reached the end.

Looking at the 99% above her soul, she stretched lazily on the spot.

It's almost time to go out.

The cold moonlight spread across the earth, and Shu Yuan closed his eyes and meditated.

Liuguang stood behind a dead tree, silent.

The next day, a group of mutant wolf monsters came and Shu Yuan chopped off their heads.

On the third day, a group of carrion birds came and were all cut vertically by Shu Yuan.

On the fourth day, several snake monsters came. Shu Yuan not only cut off the snake heads, but also shook the snake eggs into pieces.

The fifth day, the sixth day, the seventh day...

There were more and more corpses of monsters under Liuguang's feet, and he felt as if he was standing on the top of a mountain.

Look back at Renyi.

Within four or five meters from her, not only was there not a single monster corpse, but even the grass was tenderer than that of the surrounding area.

Shu Yuan only did three things during these days.

Polish the sword, heal wounds, and chop monsters.

He is not only a lunatic, but also a mysophobic lunatic.

On the eighth day, Liuguang finally saw that Shu Yuan's wounds no longer healed automatically.

The medicine he had on his body was almost gone.

Liuguang sneered in his heart. How could a Demon Prince who was in charge of the fourth level of the Demon Realm only carry such a small amount of medicine?

Can’t afford medicine for injuries or can’t afford a storage ring?

The energy field of the ruins had long since dissipated, and the use of the storage ring was no longer restricted.

But I didn't expect that he didn't even bring any holy medicine. How ridiculous.

"Well……"

It was quiet all around, and a suppressed cry slowly came.

Liuguang, who was squatting under the tree, and Shu Yuan, who was polishing his sword, were both stunned.

The two of them instantly turned to look at Ren Yi who was lying quietly on the ground.

The body that originally had no breath suddenly stretched out.

Suddenly, countless light green dots floated around.

These light spots gradually gathered into a torrent and condensed onto Ren Yi's body.

The random body slowly flew up, and as it hovered in the air, the light of the small green dot became brighter and brighter.

Click!

The twisted arm seemed to be pried apart and instantly returned to its original shape.

The scars exposed on the surface also healed slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dull skin regained its radiant glow, and the dust stuck on the body fell off.

The long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and the bright eyes slowly opened.

The black and gold dress on her body also became brighter inch by inch because of the nourishment of magic.

The two of them looked up at Ren Yi in mid-air, their hearts pounding.

She was like a goddess emerging from a cocoon and emerging as a butterfly, looking down indifferently at everything below her feet.

There was an uncontrollable joy in Shu Yuan's stern eyes.

Liuguang quietly looked up at Ren Yi, his mind constantly recalling the previous dream.

In the dream, she was well-behaved and docile, and never had such sharp eyes as she has now.

"She" is not her after all.

He glanced around casually. There were ruins all around, and on top of the ruins, the corpses of monsters were piled up like mountains.

She raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly;

“Yoho, is this the new version of hell?”