The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

[448 added a chapter]

Yu Mian looked at himself in the water mirror and gently put his five fingers together. In an instant, the development of this world for hundreds of thousands of years flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.

A world is conceived and born, and living beings are divided into good and evil, clear and turbid. Good beings transform into evil beings, while evil beings transform into demons and grudges. Their entanglement with each other is Tai Chi.

Since the Dao of Heaven was born, it has been hoping to solve the "fetal poison" in this world. This is also a step for the world to grow. It transforms the origin into spiritual power, giving creatures the ability to fight against demons and nurturing their growth.

As long as we can cultivate an immortal body that is willing to perish together with the devil, we can completely solve the problem of devil's disaster and make this world take a step towards the great world.

Over hundreds of thousands of years, it has nurtured dozens of ascenders, all of whom cast seals and left problems for future generations to solve. No one was willing to devote themselves to this world, and after leaving the lower realm, they were all absorbed by the vast world of the upper realm.

The more the origin is consumed, the harder it is to become an immortal, until finally reaching the calamity that Sheng Qing is in, the devil increases and the Tao decreases, and there is no more chance.

When the evil scourge cleanses the Nine Provinces, this world will be destroyed by the Great Dao.

The Small Heavenly Dao had no way to continue, so it had to burn its origin to trace back, until its origin was of no use, and it could only rely on the creatures of the lower realm to activate the formation to trace back...

The past surroundings turned into several frames of pictures that popped up in her mind in an instant. She saw a face as cold as the snow on the mountains, with ethereal eyes.

She didn't know this person, but she could feel a sense of familiarity. Who was she?

The memory passed by so quickly that she didn't have time to grasp it before it disappeared from her mind, leaving only a tiny trace.

After watching all this, Yu Mian raised his hand and rubbed his temple, his face sad and calm, pursed his lips and whispered softly: "You need a sacrifice, right?"

"Are you targeting Shengqing? It can't be her! Can I?"

"I know that if I disappear, she will definitely look for me until her death. If she can't find me, she will most likely not live alone. She is such a bad snake..." Yu Mian showed a complicated bitter smile at the corner of his mouth and continued to narrate calmly:

"After I disappear... can the memory of me be erased as well? There has never been a person who is not from this world in this world."

"It's just that she won... survived... that's all, is that okay?" Yu Mian looked into the calm eyes in the water with a hint of compassion. The tears rolling down her eyes disrupted the water mirror into ripples bit by bit.

Her life, which should have ended at the age of twenty-four, was extended with a legendary experience. She had already made a profit. She got married, found a lover, and spent the rest of her long life in this world.

What else is there to be dissatisfied with?

In the water mirror, Yu Mian nodded gently in agreement.

Yu Mian's body, which was originally floating on the water, suddenly lost weight and sank into the water. Countless extremely pure forces penetrated into her limbs and bones, transforming her bit by bit.

This world is like a vast ocean of original energy, with only this clear pool left, waiting for its owner, for ten reincarnations.

By the blood pool, the awakening steps of the Demon Lord could not be stopped after all. His power radiated and brewed a blood cloud thousands of miles long.

Thick blood clouds gathered, and the blood was about to fall but had not yet fallen. That was the sign of His appearance.

The devil appears and blood rains for thousands of miles.

Sheng Qing and the others were unable to continue and were shaken away by the backlash of the broken formation.

puff--!

A clone dressed in black clothes almost spat out blood at the same time and fell to the ground like a kite.

Gu Ruci's pupils shrank, Junior Sister!

Sheng Qing caught the clone in one hand, and it finally turned into powder and dissipated in his arms. Sheng Qing's face turned even paler.

The surrounding venerables all looked at him with solemn eyes. They had never expected that the price of the ten-year delay would be paid by Venerable Huai Ci...

Sheng Qing suppressed the surging blood and energy, and looked towards the center of the blood pool with a sharp gaze.

This was the price of the Tiandu Nine Thunder Formation. She did not tell Yu Mian that she used an incarnation as the center of the formation to suppress the demons.

That was why she summoned the injured and masked avatar to play with her that day.

Thinking of Mian'er, Shengqing's eyes were filled with emotion, then he suppressed his emotions and stared coldly at the center of the shattered formation.

The twelve demon generals respectfully welcomed the awakening of the Demon Lord. On the throne, the huge blood cocoon was peeled off inch by inch and faded away, and was completely absorbed by the jade-like body.

Resting on the throne, the slender white hand bones trembled slightly, and then beat out one or two beats, like the secret code of the demon clan.

Dark red blood rain began to fall from the sky.

The moment they landed, they gradually merged and intertwined, with the blood pool as the center, demonic energy groups crawling on the ground appeared exponentially.

With devil sand as bones and blood rain as flesh, thousands of blood devil soldiers appeared.

More than twenty venerables raised their hands to block the blood rain, looked at the blood demon soldiers below, and attacked, but they were not faster than the speed at which they were generated.

The second elder of the Fire Spirit Sect raised his hand and touched his face, and said in surprise: "…This is the first time I have seen such a scene!"

"Who isn't?" The Venerable Buqi at the side echoed and the scene instantly relaxed. In fact, he just used a few words to calm down the emotions at the moment.

Even though I know this trip will most likely end in death, when I really face the threat of death, I will still be just as nervous as before.

With such a scene, few monks could really face Mount Tai and remain calm.

"We must not let them escape from the Demon Realm!" Elder Wudu spoke, and with one palm he smashed a group of blood demon soldiers into pieces. As soon as his voice came out, countless monks who were shocked by the scene before them instantly formed a formation.

Form a line of defense and begin to kill these new demon soldiers indiscriminately.

In just a few breaths, the demon soldiers became more than twice as strong, and they went from being stunned and allowed to be killed to starting to move. Their heads, lying like wheat waves, radiated out from the blood pool.

The demon generals were the first to bow their heads and said in unison: "Welcome the Demon Lord to the world!"

The sound waves rolled across the sky, and the force penetrated the sky.

A pair of ruthless eyes slowly opened, and for a moment they glanced around with contempt, and uttered a single word: "Get up..."

The sound is like the ringing of a ringing pendant, ethereal and calm, and like the symphony of chimes and bells, melodious and pleasant to the ears.

The twelve demon generals who returned to the blood pool instantly raised their heads and looked at the scene in front of them. They were stunned for a moment, and then their instincts suppressed by their bloodlines willingly bowed down and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

In an instant, the nine venerables of the Delusion Immortal Sect also focused their gazes on him. Gu Ruci's pupils shrank, and he murmured in disbelief: "Master..."

Yue Qiong also raised her head immediately: "Master?!"

Wang Zhi took a step forward and recognized the appearance of his nephew Wei Yan sitting on the throne.

Venerable Qian Hong? !

The venerables around her who knew her raised their hands and rubbed their eyes. How could this be possible? Didn't she die a thousand years ago? How could she suddenly become a demon lord? !

Sheng Qing's face suddenly darkened, Master?!

How is that possible? She is dead, her soul shattered, and she has fallen into the underworld, so weak that she can be destroyed with just one palm.

There's no way she could be wrong!

Unless... that was originally just a fragment of her soul, and her main soul merged with the Demon Lord, and she completely fell into the path of evil.

No! That's not right either!