Chapter 126 The demons are gone, and you are the demon
"Okay! If you don't go, I will!"
Qing Yan, holding a spear, rushed towards the soul-devouring evil spirit alone.
Lin Xingye felt like he was watching a movie, and it was one of those cheesy fantasy dramas.
I was so angry that I wanted to rush in and slap the old man with white beard twice.
The divine sound grew more powerful, but Zhang Qingjun's face turned pale. At the Dark Territory boundary marker, countless monsters swarmed in, and the black fog expanded several times in a few breaths.
Buzz!
The blood-stained strings all broke, and even the ancient silk could not withstand such a huge divine power.
Chi Fan put away the guqin, held a red folding fan in his hand, put one hand behind his back, and looked at the vicious beasts and birds rushing towards him with a resolute expression.
But beneath the invisible wide brocade sleeves, her arms were trembling slightly, and black mist was faintly visible at the wounds on her fingertips.
Although it was not a personal experience, Lin Xingye still felt a pang of heartache when he saw the lonely and thin figure.
The spreading demonic fog quickly gathered together, and the Demon Lord Che Ming came riding on the demonic cloud.
"Di Fan, look at those hypocritical immortals behind you. They watched you being imprisoned, and not a single one of them had any backbone."
He lowered his eyes and glanced at Qing Yan, who was covered in blood among the group of demons, and smiled playfully.
"Oh~ No. There's another one~"
Gently waving the folding fan in his hand, Di Fan curled his lips and spoke sarcastically.
"I didn't even know that you, a dignified Demon Lord, would talk so much nonsense."
"You have been guarding the boundary marker alone for so many years, protecting all living things in the world, but a few people who have caught fish and forgotten the fishing net have turned right and wrong upside down with just a few words. I am heartbroken for you~"
"Now that you've been infected with demonic energy, why not just remove your divine bones and join us in the Dark Domain to slaughter these treacherous people? Wouldn't that be a pleasure?"
Lin Xingye’s inner thoughts: Why not just rebel and kill all those idiots? This would be a truly wonderful novel.
Che Ming patiently guided him, and under his guidance, the evil energy in his body attacked his divine body even more violently.
The supreme divine power transformed into a faint white light, desperately suppressing the restlessness in the body.
"You demons can only use some tricks to deceive people. I have never been a person who cares about the people. In the Nine Provinces and Six Regions, you are the only one I care about."
"You are truly infatuated with Lord Xingye. It's a shame that after such a long battle, he hasn't even shown up. He might even wish you dead."
When he heard his own name, Lin Xingye was in a trance for a moment.
Xingye... Lord God? Are you talking about me?
So... that's the story from before?
"It doesn't matter, as long as he is well, I will be satisfied."
Perhaps because his name was mentioned, Di Fan finally revealed a relieved smile, silently opened the folding fan in his hand, and flew towards the demonic shadow.
Damn! You're a ranged mage, why are you charging into my face at close range?!
Lin Xingye subconsciously complained in his heart, and even he was shocked by his thoughts.
Even in close combat, that figure remained solitary and elegant.
The fan hit the Xuan Bone Demon Sword in Che Ming's hand, and it actually cut through the magic mist wrapped around the sword, leaving a gap on the Xuan Bone.
The wide-sleeved white robe rustled in the wind, and an illusory white flame appeared around the red folding fan, burning away all the resentment and poisonous thoughts.
"Di Fan, you actually used the Supreme Divine Fire to refine such a mortal object. I don't know if you are stupid or foolish."
Che Ming dodged and mocked at the same time.
"I am willing."
Di Fan chased after him relentlessly, waving the folding fan in his hand, stirring up huge waves and heading straight for the bottom of the sea.
"To activate the Supreme Divine Fire, you need to burn the Origin Power. This poor container is even worse than the jade zither you just used. In your current state, how much Origin Power do you have left to burn?"
"Since you want to die, I will have some fun with you~"
The Mystic Bone Demon Knife slashed through his palm. In an instant, the icy purgatory of sand and stone flew, and a sinister demonic energy erupted from the wound, guiding the demonic mist in the sky to gather into the air, forming an airtight cage that enveloped the two of them.
Qing Yan's face changed when he saw it.
The Heaven-Devouring Devil Prison! Thousands of years ago, the Red Flame Divine Monarch was annihilated in this Heaven-Devouring Devil Prison.
"Is this the situation you all desire? Could it be that Cheming's Heaven-Devouring Devil Prison is also part of the Divine Sovereign's conspiracy?! This is absolutely absurd! This is ridiculous!"
Millions of Jin soldiers looked at each other with different expressions.
No matter how much they didn't want to, this battle was unavoidable. Without Di Fan blocking the way, the monster tide rushed towards them like a raging fire covering the sky and the earth.
When soldiers meet, in a flash, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones.
The sounds of fighting, shouting, and the sound of monsters gnawing on immortal bones resounded throughout the icy purgatory.
Lin Xingye just looked at it and seemed to smell a pungent fishy odor.
Scalding blood dripped from the gaps between the fangs, leaving a faint blood mark on the ice, and was instantly frozen into ice.
The war lasted for an unknown amount of time, and only about 100,000 of the one million Jin soldiers were left, and all of them were covered in wounds.
I used to watch from the sidelines, but now I don’t know how much I hope someone will suddenly stand in front of them and take them away from this dire situation.
After an unknown amount of time, the Jin soldiers' immortal energy had long been exhausted. Even the military strategist Qing Yan could no longer lift his spear. He leaned against his companion's stiff corpse, his eyebrows and eyes covered with frost.
It turns out that this icy purgatory is so cold...
The green-faced, fang-toothed monster surrounded the remaining Jin soldiers but did not take action.
They seemed to be communicating something.
Uh... is it because there are too few people left and there isn't enough to go around?
Lin Xingye thought so.
Just as they were struggling, a blinding white light broke through the Sky-Devouring Demon Prison, dispelling the thick demonic fog and illuminating the entire Ice Purgatory.
Che Ming was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the bone knife in his hand. There was a big hole in his chest, and dark blood kept flowing out of the wound.
The aloof man in white was still standing there with a fan in his hand, his clothes fluttering in the wind, but there was a barely perceptible hint of foul air between his brows.
"Di Fan, you were willing to ignite a divine fire on the Spiritual Platform to protect this world, sacrificing a thousand years of cultivation. Do you really think that those people will thank you for resisting this Dark Realm Demonic Tide?"
"How is that possible? Never mind. I'll just wait a little longer. I wonder if it will still be you, Lord Difan, who will be guarding this boundary marker during the next demonic tide."
"Hahahaha! The demons disperse, you are the demon!"
Millions of monsters disappeared in a flash, and even their corpses disappeared. Only the eternal demonic sound continued to echo in the icy purgatory.
The fog dissipated, and what followed was the scorching sun, which was brighter than snow, and millions of lions above the clouds.
"Di Fan, although you resisted the Dark Realm demonic tide, the demonic energy has devoured your body, and you've become half a demon. Within the Nine Provinces, any demon you meet must be slain. In consideration of your previous achievements, if you are willing to perish, we are willing to leave your body intact."
The white-haired old man in the lead was Tai Lin, with an ethereal look. He stroked his long beard lightly and spoke with awe-inspiring righteousness.
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