Lord is the devil

Le Manjus hair was untied, she suddenly raised her white jade-like hand, caressed the messy black hair, hung the messy hair by her ear, revealed half of a jade-like face, narrowed her phoenix eyes, looked up at the crowd, That look was charming and charming, but mixed with a heroic spirit, her neutral beauty was interpreted to the limit.

A few red threads flew out from her fingertips, pierced through the heads of several people silently, and several more shot out, and the results went without saying, and those people didn't run very far.

More and more red threads shot out, even if they couldn't kill everyone at that time, they would die in her eyes.

"am I pretty?"

"……nice……"

"Will you die for me?"

"willing."

"Very well, then go to hell!"

Bang, bang, bodies fell down one by one, they were caught by Le Manjusri's old red thread, when the red thread was attached to their bodies, they already fell in love with Le Manjusri, they were led by her red thread, willing to die for her .

"Only you are left." Le Wenshu looked at Shang Xu opposite, "Why didn't you stop me just now? If you deal with me with them, your chances of winning are better."

Shang Xu shook his head, "To deal with an opponent like you, letting others intervene is an insult to you. It's a pity that my Wucai sword is not here, otherwise..."

Suddenly, a shooting star flashed across the sky, shining brightly, shooting from a distance, Shangxu's eyes lit up, "No talent."

Wucai came at the right time, without saying a word, he turned into a sword and returned to Shangxu's hand.

Shang Xu stroked the sword body full of surprises, "Thanks for your hard work, the Xixin Pavilion is so tight that you can break out."

He asked in a low voice, "Many magic swords in Xixin Pavilion are occupying seats and cannot be used, have you solved them all?"

With a flash of sword light in front of his eyes, Wucai showed his human form, "You know everything?"

Shangxu sighed, "You are my sword, I don't know what you are thinking. But I am also very helpless, the master raised me and raised me, the only request I have to agree to, but I am tough on women. If I can’t get up, I can’t just tell the old man that I can’t get up hard!”

So he had no choice but to follow suit and obey on the surface.

In fact, he already knew that the master would make such a request before he left, but he couldn't refuse, so he wanted to show with practical actions that he cannot do without talent, and he cannot do without talent.

It just so happens that the Xixin Pavilion has been in turmoil recently, and many magic swords are about to come out to rebel. These swords are all swords left by them after killing the demon cultivators, and many of them failed to be refined, but the materials are excellent, and they are reluctant to throw them away. , throw it into it, and take it out after the spirit of the weapon inside is dead.

Shangxu has been fancying that treasure land for a long time, and has been looking for an opportunity to enter it, but the guards are so strict that he can't find the opportunity, and refining these swords does not take a while, if he is too hasty, he is afraid of accidents and going crazy.It's a pity that these good materials, if they can be refined for Wucai, the Wucai sword will definitely be improved to a higher level.

The only problem is that being without talent is already a bit extreme, and if you get the supreme power, you will definitely be even more arrogant.

I'm afraid no one in this world can subdue him anymore, but no matter how arrogant he is, no matter how extreme he is, he will always listen to falsehoods, and that's enough.

"I heard all your confession before I fell down." Shang Xu input a trace of true energy, which was originally only a trace of true energy, but after entering the sword body, it actually grew a bit stronger.

Wucai's face flushed, suddenly the sword light flashed into the sword, and he dared not come out.

Shangxu didn't care, he had a talented sword in his hand, and his courage increased a bit, "Manjusri, the reason why you want to kill me is because you are afraid that I will tell you that you are a daughter.

You and I have a tie today, so it can be seen that your chances of winning are not great, how about this, I will keep the secret for you, stop fighting between you and me, and we will compete in the Immortal World in the future. "

Le Manju put away the radiating red thread, and put her hands behind her back like a man. After hundreds of years of habit, she still likes the feeling of being a man. "What I'm waiting for is your words, and there will be a period later."

"See you by fate." Shang Xu saluted with the tip of his sword facing down.

Qian'er heard the movement of the two of them and was about to open her eyes when suddenly one person covered her eyes.

"Not yet." Le Manju's magnetic voice sounded, "I want to confess one thing to you, if you can accept it, open your eyes, if you can't accept it, close your eyes, and open them after dozens of counts."

Qian'er nodded obediently.

"I'm not Le Manjusri." Le Manjusri's voice was unhurried, "At first I was just his maid, but I was not willing to be just a lowly maid, so I designed to kill him, to wear his skin, until now.

It has been more than 100 years since I ate the yin and yang fruit. I have long forgotten my original identity, and I talk and act like a real man every day.

Until I met you, you were another turning point for me. Your father is the head teacher of Kuntian Sect, and Le Manju's father is the head teacher of Sanskrit Sect. Only the marriage of our two families can help me reach the top. "

"You..." Qian'er's lips trembled, trying to say something, but the corners of her mouth felt dry.

"Don't worry, listen to me." Le Wenshu fell back into memory, "At first I thought I was with you just to deal with you, but after seeing people's hearts for a long time, I actually fell in love with you. You are obviously so bad and unruly. Willful, unreasonable, and very lecherous." After a pause, Qian'er could clearly notice that Le Manju's breathing was heavy, "I've finished what I want to say, if you can accept this, I will open my eyes, If you can’t, just close your eyes and count to dozens, and when you open your eyes, you won’t be able to see me again.”

Qian'er was startled, and quickly opened her eyes, fearing that if she took a slow step, there would be no one in front of her.

Someone chuckled in front of him, and Le Manju's face came to mind, "You still can't bear to part with me after all."

Qian'er blushed, "You know all about it, and you're still laughing at me."

Le Manjusri still maintains men's clothes, her internal breath has been adjusted, and she has recovered a man's body, and she is still that magnificent genius.

"From now on, I will still be Le Manjusri, and I will still be a man." Le Manjusri smiled even more happily.

He bent down and squatted down, and suddenly picked up Qian'er, and Qian'er screamed and hugged him tightly.

"Hey, how can you be so honest today, you have to touch and rub on weekdays, to the bone."

"I hate it." Even if he is as willful as her, he still has the attitude of a little daughter in front of him. "I'm not looking at you for being seriously injured, I'm sympathetic to you, and I'll touch you twice in the next day."

Looking at the background where the two were getting further and further away, Shang Xu suddenly realized that love has no distinction between status, money, power, or gender.

Le Wenshu and Qian'er are both women, but they can be so happy. He and Wucai are both men, as long as they have the same mind, they can also be so happy.

Moreover, he and Wucaijian can fight side by side, stay together all the time, and even go in and out together openly, ascending to the fairy world together.

Le Manjusri and Qian'er can't do it. The difference in cultivation between the two is too great. Le Manjusri is already at the peak of the celestial being, and he is one step away from reaching the sky, but Qian'er is only ordinary. If Le Manjusri leaves, it will be nothing but Liu Qian'er is alone in love, how long can this love last?

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the situation between Shangxu and Wucai is much better than theirs.

Wucai stepped out of the sword and stood side by side with Shangxu. He followed Qian'er's example and leaned his head gently on Shangxu's shoulder. Usually he would not do such a weak movement, but now he sighed. To his surprise, Shangxu did not refuse, which meant that he had begun to accept himself.

It's a pity that they were not happy for too long, and the end of the year will come soon.

In the wanton thunder and lightning, Shangxu and Wucai stood side by side, the two of them were unstable and embarrassed, the thunder calamity was too severe, Shangxu was still injured, and he was injured a lot in the fight with Manjusri. accumulated directly to the present.

But Heavenly Tribulation would not consider him for the sake of his injury, so it didn't come as expected.

Three days and three nights, a full three days and three nights, they lasted for three days and three nights, because this was the last thunder tribulation in Ascension Immortal Realm, so they were extraordinarily strong.

On the fourth day, Shangxu couldn't hold on any longer, and suddenly knelt down with a bang. Holding Wucai's sword, he said to Wucai, "I told you to find a lightning rod, but you didn't go."

Wucai supported him, and spoke in a crying voice, "You think I don't know, you just want to drive me away, what kind of lightning rod, it's thousands of miles away from here, and I'll never see you again when I go. I was fooled once, and I will never be fooled by you again."

Shangxu stroked his brows and eyes, smiled reluctantly, "Don't be afraid, the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the realm of comprehension has been practiced once by the old man of the Six Paths, and a monk like me has a chance to do it again, but you, as a weapon spirit, can't.

So you have to wait for me, at most a hundred years, and I will come to you after a hundred years, then don't despise my humble cultivation and deny me as the master. "

Wucai's face turned pale, and he hugged him tightly, not letting go. "No, no. How could I deny you, no matter how old the world is, no matter how dry the sea is, even if you turn into ashes, I will still recognize you."

Shangxu smiled lightly, stroked the sword body and sighed, "You have been with me for so long, I really don't want to part with it."

He suddenly held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and threw the Wucai sword out forcefully. The Wucai sword turned into a shooting star and flew towards the sky.

With a snort, the Wucai sword plunged into the ground and went deep into the ground. It is a fairy weapon, not only large in size, but also heavy. When it fell, the whole ground was shaken by it.

Wucai walked out from the sword body, and happened to see a flash of lightning in the direction of Shangxu, and the thunder and lightning illuminated half of the sky.

He stared blankly, and suddenly his knees softened, and he knelt down.

"It's only been 100 years, I'll wait..."

But one 100 years passed, two 100 years passed, three 100 years passed, 1000 years passed, and 1 years passed, and he never waited for Shangxu's reincarnation.

"You lied to me again..." Wucai knelt in front of Shangxu's tomb, whispering softly, "Why do I always fall for such a child's trick."

"I didn't wait for you, but I waited for myself."

"I'm tired and don't want to wait any longer."

"I'm going out to find you."

Once upon a time, there was a man who practiced Sansheng Sanshi Sanmengjie. Sansheng Sanshi Sanmengjie is a practice, which is extremely miraculous. Divided into three, each seeks space to travel and practice. In order to prevent the soul from being trapped in time and space and cannot extricate itself, he refined the Three Lives, Three Worlds and Three Dream Mirrors, corresponding to the Three Lives, Three Times and Three Dreams, to protect the three souls and go to the time and space tunnel.

After entering it, he didn't know who he was, and he didn't know what purpose he had, just like a succubus, sneaking into other people's sleep soundlessly, the only difference is that he didn't do evil, he just instinctively Sneaked into the belly of a fox and survived instead of the little fox inside.

The little fox has grown up, and affected by the environment, he has a cheerful personality and a bad stomach. He teases one today and bullies another tomorrow. Finally, he becomes the sage of yin and yang, and falls in love with the dragon emperor with the biggest fist. After the death of the dragon emperor, he A person couldn't bear the loneliness and wanted to die with the Dragon Emperor, but he didn't die.

He entered a mirror, on which was written Sansheng Sanshi Sanmengjing. He knew his own origin in the mirror, and also knew that the third calamity would be entangled with the third generation. He and the descendants of the Dragon Emperor would meet again, so he waited patiently , After waiting for 10 years, he finally waited for himself, he merged with himself, and turned into the current Liu Wanjun.

Liu Wanjun merged with Demon Sword Wucai again, and transformed into his present appearance.

Liu Wanjun is the soul of man, nothing is the soul of the earth, the sage of Yin and Yang is the soul of heaven, and he is truly complete when the three souls are combined into one.

But... who is he?

The entanglement of the third life has made him different, not only his temperament, but also his cultivation, or other things, but he has forgotten who he is?

"who am I?"

"Am I the Yin-Yang Sage, or the Demon Sword Wucai? Or the human Liu Wanjun?"

"I forgot," he said to himself.

He opened his eyes, and what he saw was a mess, with countless people running towards him scrambling.

"Thief, quickly put down the magic sword."

"Give him to me, and I will give you the supreme skill and the supreme right."

"Boy, as long as you give me the magic sword, you will be my guest in the demon world."

He instinctively raised his arm, the Wucai sword emitted a faint blue light, countless sword auras burst out, and the surrounding dust and dirt seemed to turn into sword aura, extremely sharp, as long as this sword falls, there will be countless casualties.

But he suddenly froze, "I am Liu Wanjun from the human race, and they are my compatriots. If I kill them, I will be a sinner, and I cannot explain to the master."

"I recognize you, Liu Wanjun, we are from the same sect, give me the sword quickly."

"I am also your fellow sect. Give me the sword. I am the elder of the Treasure Equipment Sect. This sword represents bad luck. You will go crazy if you hold it."

"Old man, if I give it to you, you won't be swallowed by me. Boy, I am the son of the holy demon. If you give me the sword, I will give you a drop of the blood of the holy demon."

Liu Wanjun clenched the sword in his hand, wondering for a while, "This sword is mine, why should I give it to you?"

"I don't know what to do, I'm saving you." The elder roared angrily.

"Liu Wanjun, you are courting death."

"There is a way to heaven if you don't go, but if there is no way to hell, you come by yourself."

The expressions of the three people who were still kind before suddenly changed. They led the crowd forward and approached Liu Wanjun.

"Are you going to hand over the sword?"

"If you don't hand over your sword, you will die."

Everyone talked in a hurry, and continued to approach.

Holding the magic sword, Liu Wanjun hesitated, "Don't force me."

The magic sword was vibrating endlessly in his hand, as if anticipating the next killing, bloodthirsty, it was excited, trembling all over, Liu Wanjun could hardly hold it.

"I can't control it anymore, you go away, I don't want to kill you." He begged in a low voice, "Don't force me."

The devilish energy was transmitted from the magic sword and transported into his body, every time it entered, he trembled, "Don't force me, I don't want to, I don't want to kill people, hahahahahahahahahaha...kill you guys!" , kill you all, you all deserve to die!"

When the devilish energy entered his body, his eyes turned blood red, and he lost his mind, so he could only rely on instinct to drive his body, "You, you, and you all deserve to die, hahahahaha...haha...haha."

The taste of blood made him obsessed, and controlling the life and death of others made him shudder, "I'm so excited, I really want you all to die! Hahahaha...haha..."

He swung the magic sword unconsciously, one sword after another. He didn't know how many swords he swung, and he didn't know how many people he killed. He only stopped his movements when he was very tired. The magic sword was quiet. Lying in his palm.

The devilish energy in his body also returned to the magic sword at this moment, and the feeling of retreating made him almost collapse.He finally regained consciousness, but it was too late, and he was the only one left at the scene, standing among the stumped limbs all over the ground, covered in blood, and holding You Zai's blood-dripping magic sword in his hand.

No one, no sound, no breath, just him.

Bang, his knees gave way in fright, and he sat down on the ground, and the murder weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The magic sword lay quietly at his feet, so innocent, so pitiful, it seemed that it wasn't the one who did the evil just now.

Liu Wanjun stared blankly at the blood on his hand, it wasn't his blood, it was someone else's, he killed these people, all of them died because of him.

He slowly circled his legs and buried his head in his knees, which is what someone who feels insecure would do. At this moment, he was extremely vulnerable.

"I don't want to, why are you forcing me?" He inserted his fingers into his hair and murmured, as tears fell on the ground, mixing with the puddles of blood.

"You..." A voice suddenly sounded from the quiet surroundings, "You traitor, you don't even let the door go."

Liu Wanjun woke up suddenly. He raised his head and saw a blood-stained person standing opposite him. His old face was haggard and he was in a state of embarrassment.

"Elder Xiang?" Liu Wanjun recognized him. He was Elder Xiang from the Treasure Equipment Sect, who was in charge of criminal law. He was stern and upright.

"Follow me back to the punishment hall and plead guilty." The elder shouted.

Plead guilty?

Liu Wanjun's eyes widened suddenly, "No, no, everyone will know that I killed them if I plead guilty, master... Master will also know."

He suddenly knelt down, crawled to Elder Xiang's feet, and begged, "Elder Xiang, I beg you, don't tell anyone, okay? Especially Master, I don't want him to know, I knelt down and begged You, don't tell him."

Liu Wanjun pointed at the sky with four fingers together, "I can assure you that I will never kill anyone again, no, I won't even kill animals, just please don't tell others."

He looked at Elder Xiang expectantly, but unfortunately he didn't see any hope. Elder Xiang still had a tense face and looked at him firmly with his eyes.

Liu Wanjun panicked, "I can still change my ways, really."

He suddenly remembered something, "Magic sword, I can give you the magic sword. Without the magic sword, I am still a small foundation-building stage, and I will no longer be able to kill people. I will give you the magic sword. Please don't tell the master. "

He was incoherent, hurriedly ran to pick up the magic sword, then knelt down in front of the elder, begging with his clothes in his arms.

Elder Xiang has always been upright, how could he make an exception for him, he flung his sleeves and snorted coldly, "You have committed a heinous crime, there are tens of thousands of people gathered around the Demon Sword, but you mercilessly killed them all, and even tried to ask me to forgive you!" You, you..." He stopped suddenly, only to see a sword stuck in his chest, with blood running down the edge of the sword, Liu Wanjun cried and pulled out the Wucai sword, "You forced me, I don't want to Yes, I don't want to kill any more."

boom!Elder Xiang fell down, staring at him with a pair of eyes, his face was bruised, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he was dying. The blood flowed out from under his body and slowly gathered into a pool of blood.

Liu Wanjun knelt down in a daze, mechanically waving his hands up and down, "I beg you, why do you still force me, why don't you give me a chance, I can promise not to kill anyone again next time, but you No, why are you forcing me? Why? Hahahahahahahahahahaha..."

He pulled out the magic sword that was still stuck in the elder's chest, staggered away towards the direction of the treasure sect, and smiled as he walked. The smile was weird. First, a man and a woman laughed at the same time, then a sinister sneer, and finally It turned into a man's simple and hearty laugh.

In the Treasure Equipment Sect, the setting sun took Bai Lianhua and others to visit the history of the Treasure Equipment Sect. First, they saw the ancestors of the Treasure Equipment Sect, and then watched the on-site forging of weapons. Finally, they came to a wine pond and meat grove.

"This wine pool meat forest is not as simple as it looks, does Senior Brother Bai Lianhua know the origin?" Setting Yang pointed to the wine pool meat forest not far away and asked Bai Lianhua.

The reason why he received the letter from the head teacher was because Ba Xia, Zhu An and others asked him to receive them by name.

Originally, there was some grievance between the setting sun and Ba Xia, and he didn’t want to come, but Ba Xia said, he has let go of the grievance, if the setting sun doesn’t come, he is stingy, and he is still thinking about what happened that night, so the setting sun came, but he has been Ba Xia was not seen, and Zhu'an in the Nascent Soul stage also went back to rest early because of Xi Jing.

Now only Bai Lianhua brought all the juniors under the age of one hundred. They were originally invited to draw their swords, but many juniors couldn't bear their temper and went to the magic mountain in advance. Is to run to strike first.

Bai Lianhua insists on her identity, knowing that the big shots are the last to play, and now that the other six realms have not yet arrived, it is not because they lost their identity that they went first.

And he has self-knowledge, knowing that he is not that material, so he didn't make do with it.Along with him are Tao'an, Ran'an, and a prototype of a peacock, and another prototype of a fox.

Peacock and Fox Setting Sun didn't know each other. He had been paying attention to the new faces for a long time. After a few details, he discovered that Peacock had a good relationship with Ran'an. As for the fox, he had a good relationship with White Lotus, so they walked together.

Bai Lianhua shrugged her nose, "Wine? Beauty fragrance?"

The setting sun laughed loudly, "That's right, the reason why this wine pool and meat forest is called wine pool is because the pool is full of wine. As for the meat forest, it is naturally a beauty. Brother Bai Lianhua is very romantic, why don't you go in and have a dip?"

There were a few women kneeling by the pool, each of them looked like a fairy, they were the maids serving them, and they had been waiting for a long time.

Bai Lianhua glanced down, "It looks good." He put his hand on the jade belt, "Then I won't be polite, and you all come and relax." He clapped his hands to Ran'an and the others.

Everyone was also a little curious. At this time, everyone except them can't wait to draw their swords. They are also bored here. It's hard to see something interesting, and it's great to relax.

The Jiuchi Meat Forest was specially set up by the Treasure Equipment Sect to receive foreign distinguished guests, and to welcome some good fun. For this point, the Treasure Equipment Sect is also keeping pace with the times.

"What are these little bastards in a hurry for? The great people are the last ones to appear on the stage, and the magic sword is definitely not theirs." The white lotus had already stripped naked and soaked in the pool water, he was not shy at all, but just blushed the faces of the maids.There were even two maids who took the initiative to massage his shoulders, each of them stealthily watching his handsome face as if they were massaging.

White lotus put her fair arms by the pool, closed her eyes, and enjoyed it.

Ran'an took the peacock and took off his clothes and went in. Bai Lianhua looked at the two of them, and she didn't like it no matter how she looked at them, "You two dogs, I just left for a long time, and you fell in love." Ran'an didn't care either, he also comforted Peacock by the way, "Don't worry about Fenghua, my senior brother has this temper, in fact, I'm satisfied with you, otherwise we would have copied the guy and started fighting."

Fenghua smiled shyly.

Everyone went in, but Tao An didn't go in. He was also a new peach tree not more than a hundred years old. Because of the care of the wise old man, the peach tree grew extraordinarily luxuriantly, and his peach blossom eyes were captivating.

Normally, he would have gone into the water long ago, and would have teased the beautiful maid by the way, but today he has something on his mind, especially when he heard that Jiang Yiqiu was also in the Treasure Artifact Sect, so he dared not let go in public.