The cute baby reborn as a monster is coming

The red clothes were like blood. They were originally a wild color, but now they were stained dark brown by real blood.

The wind was howling, the corners of his clothes were flying, and the sound of hunting lingered in his ears, but at this time, Ruomiao could no longer hear any sound at all, and his eyes were looking at the battlefield in front of him that was littered with corpses.

Desolation and despair lingered in his heart, and his hands kept shaking. He was completely unable to hold the weapon in his hand, and he was even more unable to stabilize his body.

The moment he was about to collapse, he seemed to hear someone calling his name: "Ruomiao."

Not His Highness, not the King, not the Master, not Xiao Miaomiao...

At this moment, he wanted to hear such a call even more, but the people who could call those names had already fallen down one by one in this protracted battle between demons and immortals, with blood flowing like rivers and no longer having a trace of warmth.

Even if he tried his best to save himself and was covered in blood, he would be the only one left in the end...

The bloodline of his tribe, the Red Kite, was cut off from him, and there was no longer any hope!What an irony. When he was born, the clan elders said that his birth would lead the Yu clan to prosperity and the Red Kite clan to prosperity. But what did he do?

He trusted an immortal and personally led his people step by step into the abyss of death.

Cang Lan, you said you could stop this war between demons and immortals, but this war between demons and immortals has still started.

Cang Lan, you said you could protect all living beings of the Yu Clan with me, but now, the Monster Clan has been defeated, and he is the only one left in the Yu Clan who is dead.

But Canglan, where are you?

Where were you when I fought against the invasion of the fairy world again and again?

Even forbearance can't stop the massacre of people in the fairy world. When I have to resist now, I find that my previous forbearance is a joke and a mockery of the beautiful oath you said to me before.

The lie was exposed by the fact that all the lives were in ruins, and the price of trusting was to lose everything, and in the end, the heart and body were completely broken, and it was broken beyond repair.

"Ruomiao, suffer death!"

A cold voice sounded, and Ruomiao saw a face that was very similar to Canglan's. There was no smile that made people feel like spring breeze, no doting expression as gentle as jade, nothing.

The person in front of me only has eyes that are so cold that they feel like they have fallen into the abyss, bloodthirsty and hard lips, and a face as cold as an iceberg...

This was the last impression left in Ruomiao's consciousness when her body was in a different place.

But in his heart, he was thinking, why wasn't he, Cang Lan, the person he wanted to hate but couldn't really hate...

The war between demons and immortals spread to the entire demon clan.

On another battlefield, Cang Lan’s opponents were the Wood Tribe and the Spirit Tribe among the seven demon tribes.

The eldest prince of the Heavenly Clan fought one against two, and fought against the two demon kings of the Wood and Spirit Clan without losing. After this battle, his strength will definitely be recognized by everyone in the Heavenly Realm. Perhaps he will be able to end this long-lasting war and realize His promise to Ruomiao.

Holding the Green Underworld Sword in his hand, the Heavenly Prince, who had always been as gentle as jade, now showed a cold and sharp side that he had never seen before. The Green Underworld Sword was swung down, cutting off all obstacles!

The two demon kings of the Wood Spirit clan tried their best, but they were only prolonging the time of death.

Cang Lan swung his sword again, with a majestic momentum that could destroy the world and destroy the world. It was directed at the two demon kings of the Wood Spirit clan. There was no way to avoid it!

Just as he was about to kill the demon kings of the two tribes with his sword, he suddenly felt a strong palpitation in his heart, the feeling that he was about to lose the most important thing——

Ruomiao!

Cang Lan's hand trembled slightly, and the momentum of the sword was a little weaker, but he had no intention of fighting anymore. In a flash of green light, the person disappeared on the battlefield.

Ruomiao, don’t let anything happen to you!

In a moment, Cang Lan's figure appeared on another battlefield. However, as soon as he appeared, he saw a scene that made his eyes split open. The person he liked the most, that bright and fiery young man, was killed by his The younger brother cut off his head with one sword!

The corpses are separated and the soul is destroyed!

At that moment, the world seemed to have stopped. He looked straight at the broken body on the ground with his head missing, and red tears fell from his eyes.

Ning Yuan watched his brother appear, and saw tears of blood streaming from his eyes. His face seemed shocked, but also seemed expressionless. He didn't say anything, silently sheathed his sword, and turned to leave.

"Ahhhhhhhhh--" A sound almost like the roar of a wild beast suddenly came from behind, and the sadness and despair contained in it seemed to change the color of the world.

Ning Yuan paused. He had never seen his brother like this. Cang Lan had always been a gentle and elegant young man.

He wanted to turn around and comfort his brother, but he didn't know what to say.Because he couldn't understand the relationship between his brother and this Feather Tribe Demon King.

My father said that the difference between immortals and monsters was against the laws of heaven, so he should have done nothing wrong, right?

"Ning Yuan, you know... you actually killed Ruomiao, the person I love most, I want to kill you!" Cang Lan swung her sword and rushed towards Ning Yuan like she was crazy.

"Absurd!" Suddenly, an extremely majestic cold shout came from the sky, like thunder, causing waves of echoes in the world.

As soon as this voice came out, Cang Lan fell directly from mid-air to the ground as if he had been deprived of all his magic power. The Qingming Sword also returned to his body because there was no support from the immortal power.

He had already been imprisoned in the immortal body by the owner of that voice, and he could not think of any resistance and could not resist it.

Ruomiao's body and head were not far away. He struggled to crawl to Ruomiao's side, picked up his head and body, and cried bitterly.

After killing Ruomiao, the king of the Yu Clan, Ning Yuan, the second prince of the Heaven Realm, went to fight elsewhere, and successively killed the kings of the other five tribes of the Demon Clan. The Demon Clan was defeated and surrendered to the Heaven Realm. The demon fairy war lasted for a hundred years. The war finally came to an end, and Ning Yuan also made great achievements in this battle and was named the God of War by the Heavenly Lord!

The Shiwan Mountain in the Southern Wasteland, the gathering place of the ancient remnants of the Wu Clan, suddenly broke into a murderous god today.

Cang Lan holds the Qing Ming Sword, like a killing god, powerfully entering the Witch Clan.

He wanted to avenge Ruomiao, but with Tianjun around, it was impossible for him to kill Ningyuan, so he thought of the Wu Clan.

The witch clan is famous for its spells. The most powerful spells can even curse gods, let alone immortals!

He forced the oldest priest of the Wu clan to curse Ning Yuan at the cost of his life.

The dignified second prince of heaven, the majestic god of war, suddenly turned into an unknown and despised mortal overnight, and lost all his magical powers.

After the curse was completed, in order to prevent Ning Yuan from having the opportunity to find the Witch Clan to break the curse, Cang Lan started killing again and wanted to wipe out the Wu Clan.

In order to preserve the last bloodline of the Witch Clan, the elders of the Witch Clan worked together to cast forbidden spells and formed a contract with the Demon God Jiutian. At the cost of breaking the Demon God's seal that the Witch Clan had guarded for generations, Jiutian would protect the purest bloodline.