A black doctor from a certain American comic

The Wu family lives in seclusion and is willing to be ordinary. The Clay Bodhisattva hides in hiding and keeps a low profile to save his life. It is not easy to find, but there are clues to the whereabouts of the Heavenly Wailing Sutra.

Break the Sun Peak!

"Is there really such an incredible thing as the Heavenly Crying Sutra in this world?"

Standing in the small town under the Sun-breaking Peak, the Demon Lord looked up at the towering peaks in the distance, his eyes slightly confused.

If "The Sutra of Crying from Heaven" can really record the past, present and future, and run through the time and space of heaven and earth, then wouldn't it mean that everything in this world is controlled by fate? She claims to be a demon and transcends everything, but she is still in the presence of some great existence. Between the palms of your hands, like a puppet, sits what the other person wants you to do?

With the pride of the Demon Lord, how could he endure it!

"The Heavenly Crying Sutra does exist, and your destiny is also determined, but it is not absolute. No matter what your previous destiny was, I guarantee that after you meet me, your destiny has changed." Mo Fei chuckled. road.

"Why are you so sure?" A pair of eyes like autumn water, calm without any waves, turned his head and looked at Mo Fei, a little cold and arrogant. "Speaking of which, your origin is mysterious and unknown, and your rise is too fast. I know There are too many secrets..."

Murphy smiled and said, "When you read "The Crying Sutra", you will probably know why."

Because although the Heavenly Crying Sutra is magical, it is absolutely impossible for him to be included in it. He is not from the world of wind and cloud.

For "The Heavenly Crying Sutra", Mo Fei is equivalent to an escaped person. As long as he makes some random changes, the "Sky Crying Sutra" will be confused and does not know how to continue to deduce the fate of the world.

"Really?" The Demon Lord was thoughtful.

It has to be said that the Demon Lord looks extremely beautiful, so beautiful that he confuses all living beings. Walking in the town, countless people are infatuated with the appearance of the Demon Lord.

She has jet-black hair that hangs down to her waist and hips, flowing down her jade back. She has ice-white skin as white as jade, a slender figure, well-proportioned bones, and graceful lines.

Thin eyebrows like willow leaves, small cherry mouth, straight nose, sexy bright red lips, and smooth jaw, all reveal a breathtaking beauty and charm.

Neither of them cared about the attention of ordinary people, and headed straight towards the Sun-poor Peak.

Due to their outstanding temperament, they were very difficult to mess with at first sight, so no one who was so bold and obsessed with the beauty of the Demon Lord dared to block their way.

"The two women you have at Sword Worship Villa are actually not very talented in martial arts, but why are they practicing so fast, almost surpassing me?" The Demon Lord asked in confusion.

Since she has never let go of her vigilance towards Murphy, she doesn't ask about many things, but now that she has nothing to do, it doesn't hurt to ask.

Yan Ying once told Mo Fei in front of her that Yan Ying's cultivation would be easy and fast with Mo Fei's help. She wanted to know if she could use this method?

The highest will in the Demon Lord's heart is to realize the ideal of world unity.

"The sins of all sentient beings are overwhelming. Gods and Buddhas will not overcome them, but I, the devil, will overcome them!"

It was because she didn't have enough understanding of other lives and lack of skills, so she didn't activate it for the time being.

If you get an opportunity to rapidly grow your skills...

Murphy paused, turned his head, looked at the Demon Lord with interest, and asked, "Why, do you also want to be like Yan Ying and the others? That is my exclusive secret skill and cannot be passed on to others lightly."

For some reason, the Demon Lord felt that Murphy's eyes were a little strange, like a tiger watching a white rabbit running towards him.

"What conditions do you want?" Judging from Murphy's appearance, it seemed that there was something to discuss. The Demon Lord felt that he could still test it cautiously. If Murphy's request was too much, such as being his subordinate all the time and doing things for him. Yes, then she would refuse directly.

"Haha, in fact, I have always been helpful, selfless, and asking for nothing in return. If you have thought about it and you really want it, then I will give it to you directly." Murphy held back his smile and looked serious. said.

"What exactly do you mean?"

Before the Demon Lord finished asking, he stopped and turned to look at a monk coming from the corner of the mountain road.