The 'border' it was talking about wasn't the border between the demons and the outside world, but the boundary set by the Demon Lord.
That’s right, for some unknown reason, the Demon Lord built a huge barrier that extended hundreds of miles outward from the Demon Palace. It was powerful, solid, and unbreakable.
Perhaps this is also the reason why the Demonic Palace has been deserted and no one has set foot in it for more than three hundred years.
However, this barrier seems to be targeted. For example, the Demon Lord who came to cause trouble a while ago was definitely not qualified to break the barrier with his ability, but he was still able to pass through unimpeded.
This undoubtedly shows that he is an exception.
And those demons who came in with him...
Either it was because this barrier was useless against the demons, or because the Demon Lord could bring people in and out. But after some time of experimentation, it was confirmed that it was the Demon Lord's fault, so she took the risk of sending a ghost general to lure the Demon Lord out and help her leave the Demon Realm.
Of course, it is also to provide a reasonable explanation for the Demon Lord's death.
The Demon Lord hates the Demon Lord, so one day, he takes advantage of the Demon Lord's unpreparedness, kills him, and rips out his heart to vent his hatred. Pretty convincing, isn't it?
Her identity was unique, and the fewer people in the world who knew about it, the better. When she revealed her identity, all the assassins had died, so she didn't need to worry. With the Demon Lord dead, only the simple-minded Demon Lord remained, and there was nothing to fear.
Only now...
She sighed, looked back at the magnificent and luxurious Demon Palace, turned around, mounted the blue antelope elk, and stepped into the darkness.
Bhagavan, you saved my life, so I will give you the whole paradise.
Lush green fields, lush forests, chirping birds, fragrant flowers, and a hundred flowers in full bloom...
This is the hope for life and the yearning for living. The vibrant vitality has dispelled the lifelessness. I hope you will be the same, no longer depressed and lonely, and enjoy this comfort.
After all, life is beautiful, but I can't see any trace of life in your eyes.
At the same time, on the southern border——
"Ghost clan! Get out here and die!"
The Demon Lord Ling You was obviously very angry. His handsome face was full of rage, and his angry eyes seemed to be spewing fire.
He had led his army to cause trouble in the city recaptured by Bhagavan, but he had never expected to run into such an ignorant ghost tribe that not only dared to invade the Demon Realm, but even made gestures to him in a silent provocation!
How ridiculous! He was a dignified Demon Lord, and everyone who saw him would respectfully address him as "Your Majesty." Yet, now he was being bullied and bullied by a mere ghost?!
Today, if he doesn't burn it alive and destroy its soul, he won't be called Ling!
While roaring loudly, the cold blue flame in the palm of his hand burned high. As soon as he sensed any movement, he threw a fireball directly over, creating a charred and icy pit.
Fortunately, there is not much vegetation here, and the Hellfire can only burn over a limited area, otherwise the ghost general would have died here today.
It also didn't expect that, they were clearly at the same level and had the same cultivation, so why were the demon cultivators so much stronger than the ghost cultivators?
Fighting alone was already a bit strenuous, and then the opponent also possessed the hellish fire that could burn a person's soul! He kept throwing it out like crazy, and this flame came over, and it said it was reincarnated, and it could just disappear on the spot, completely disappear! Not even a trace was left!
Too cruel.
At this time, the ghost general was vigilantly hiding in the boundless darkness, quietly observing the movements of the Demon Lord, and occasionally showing some movement to entangle the other party; at the same time, he prayed in his heart that his master would come soon, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for too long.
Perhaps God heard its prayers. When it was dodging the fireball, it looked back inadvertently and actually saw a red figure speeding towards it.
In the pitch-black night, a few clusters of burning blue fireworks reflected a beautiful color. Shen Wuyou's charming and cold face slowly appeared in the field of vision. The ghost general couldn't help but rub his non-existent eyes, and flew forward with joy on his face.
"Master, you're finally here! This devil is so cruel, he burns everyone he sees, even the dirt. You almost didn't get to see me!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Wuyou glanced at it silently, then ignored his hug and charged forward without stopping.
The ghost general missed his target and thought of the little devil's terrifying hellfire. He immediately turned around and flew back, trying to prevent Shen Wuyou from being exposed in front of him.
But it was too late.
The moment it turned its head, several tough, blood-red vines suddenly emerged from the ground and tied Ling You's hands and feet tightly with lightning speed, making him unable to move.
Ling You also looked at the familiar face in front of him with some surprise, and laughed sarcastically:
"How dare you, a mere furnace, act so presumptuously in front of me? Did Bhagavan send you here to die?"
As he spoke, his entire body instantly ignited with faint blue flames. With a sizzling sound, the tough vines were burned to ash and gradually fell off.
Oh, so vulnerable.
He looked at Shen Wuyou as if she were a fool. She was obviously a weak flower demon, so how could she have the courage to hang around in front of him again and again and cause trouble for him?
It's simply courting death!
A playful rage suddenly welled up in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up cruelly, and he laughed in anger:
"Little flower demon, if you have anything to blame, blame yourself for meeting Bhagavan and becoming his cauldron. That's why you deserve to die!"
Shen Wuyou nonchalantly put on a charming smile. Against the backdrop of the flames, her enchanting face was gorgeous and alluring. Her ink-black pupils contained strange secrets like an ancient well, dangerous and charming, tempting people to sink into it.
"Oh? Really?"
A sexy and ghostly voice sounded softly, like lingering music, surrounding his ears, but he was unable to think.
The anger in his eyes suddenly froze when he saw the other person's charming red eyes that were as red as blood. He stared blankly at the charming woman in front of him, his mind went blank, and he instantly lost the ability to think.
Seeing this, Shen Wuyou curled his lips into a smile, grabbed Ling You's shoulder with one hand, pressed him onto the back of the blue antelope elk and continued running forward, while looking back at the ghost general:
“Come quickly!”
The ghost general was startled and quickly got into the storage ring and followed her out of the barrier.
As expected, with the help of the Demon Lord, they easily passed through the indestructible barrier and moved freely as if nothing was there.
"It's done!"
She smiled in surprise, looked back at the huge barrier, then lowered her eyes to look at Ling You who was about to regain consciousness, and immediately threw him back into the barrier with a flick of her hand.
Her skill is forced control, not confusing the opponent, so this move can only last for three seconds at most. Three seconds later, Ling You, who was descending in a parabola in the air, had just regained consciousness when he suddenly fell flat on his face. It was so miserable.
When he angrily got up and looked around, he saw a faint red figure in the distance gradually disappearing into the darkness. He gritted his teeth and suddenly took a leap to chase after it.
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