The era of emperors has passed a long time ago. After Emperor Zhenwu created this era, he left various legends and ascended to the upper world.
The most recent emperor to carry the destiny and the last one to ascend to the upper world is the mortal emperor.
In an era when mortal emperors were competing for the destiny of the world, there were actually two people who were hailed as the most likely to carry the destiny of the world.
One of them is the mortal emperor, and the other is the old blood-crazed demon.
Speaking of the bloody old devil, he leaves people with the impression that he is a paranoid lunatic.
There is absolutely no reason for doing things, everything is based on happiness, anger, sorrow and joy.
In order to practice his blood magic, he once wantonly massacred thousands of cities and millions of people.
Even if he made tens of thousands of enemies, he didn't care at all.
In Yuanyang Continent, even a three-year-old child will cry in fear when the name of the Blood-crazed Old Demon is mentioned.
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"It is said that after the crazy-blooded old demon failed to compete with the mortal emperor for destiny, he disappeared," someone murmured to himself: "I didn't expect that he had been hiding in the ancient city of Hunyuan."
"He must have been here since the day the ancient city was rebuilt," someone said in horror, "Oh my god, I've even drank the tea he made for me before."
"I used to think his tea was not good," some people were so anxious that they almost cried.
"The old blood-crazed devil," Xu Zimo squinted his eyes slightly, recalling the life story of the old blood-crazed devil in his mind.
"Why, the devil who once killed people without batting an eye is now a hero," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I have said before, the survival of this city has nothing to do with me," the old man said lightly, "It's just that you have disturbed me. I just want a quiet life now."
"If you feel noisy, you can leave and find another place," Xu Zimo chuckled, "I haven't killed enough yet."
"Young man, don't be ungrateful and accept the good news," the crazy-blooded old devil looked at Xu Zimo, and the overwhelming aura around him was overwhelming, and he said flatly: "I once swore that if I didn't have to do it, I would
I won't kill anyone.
A demonic beast with divine veins is not enough to make you so presumptuous."
"I heard a joke," Xu Zimo smiled and said, "A demon who killed millions of people said he wanted to be a good person."
"I was too young before and went to an extreme." The old man was silent for a while and said calmly: "For the people in this city, those who want to kill you, I have no objection to you killing them.
But as for the ordinary people in the city, they are innocent and should not be implicated."
"I wonder if you have lived a comfortable life for too long and your brain has rotted away." Xu Zimo smiled and replied: "There is no innocence in this world.
There are just strong and weak people.
Back then, Donghuang and the leader of Qianbei fought for the ninth battle body. The two fought for several years, spanning five continents, and more than tens of millions of lives were affected.
In the end, Donghuang killed the leader of Qianbei, and when the world mentioned Donghuang's name again.
I just admired his stunning performance in that battle, boasted about his talent that shocked the ages, and the glory and glory of being the owner of the ninth combat body.
Who still remembers that battle and the tens of millions of innocent people who died?"
After hearing Xu Zimo's words, the crazy-blooded old demon was silent for a long time, and finally raised his head and said in a sonorous voice: "I can't control what others do.
But in this ancient city of Hunyuan, I make the rules."
After the crazy-blooded old demon finished speaking, his eyes were as bright as fire and he took a deep breath.
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A long time ago, he was a murderous devil.
He doesn't care much about worldly justice. In order to practice his own skills, he can kill millions of people with peace of mind.
But he is not as cold-blooded and lunatic as the world's rumors say.
He has his own parents, a wife and children.
He paid a huge price to prolong the life of his parents, and also left his best things to his wife and children.
He thought that as long as he lived a good life, it was none of his business to care about the lives of others.
But until the battle at the top of the sky, the man named Mortal cut him off from the sky.
He watched the man carrying the destiny at the top of the sky. At that moment, he suddenly realized that all his efforts seemed to be in vain.
He finally returned home, but what greeted him were only the corpses of his parents, wife and children lying in blood.
He made too many enemies, and those people couldn't do anything to him, so they used his relatives to take the blame.
Later, he massacred those enemies.
He stood in the pile of dead bodies. At that moment, he was not happy.
He suddenly felt tired and tired.
Life seems to be a circle, and killing again and again seems to bring you back to the starting point.
He killed other people's relatives, and others took revenge on his relatives.
God's way will eventually come, who will God spare?
He finally put down the knife and buried it with his relatives.
He turned around and looked back. At that moment, there was no more old blood-crazed devil in the world.
Some are just an old tea seller.
During the reconstruction of the ancient city, he came here with his tea stall, which lasted nearly a thousand years.
He chose a secluded street. No one would pay attention to him, and no one would think about it. There was a tea stall on the corner of the street. The old man had lived here for thousands of years.
He gave up the killing in his heart. No one can be ruthless.
For thousands of years, he has already regarded this place as his home.
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"It's home," the crazy-blooded old devil smiled lightly, "Maybe."
"But this is your home after all, what does it have to do with me," Xu Zimo said lightly: "What does it have to do with me slaughtering this city?"
"Young people are too arrogant," the crazy-blooded old devil shook his head and said, "Then today I will let you understand that there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world."
"Who do you think you are talking to?" Xu Zimo squinted his eyes slightly, and there was boundless demonic energy rising from the sky.
In the sky above Hunyuan Ancient City, an extreme and violent demonic energy filled the entire sky.
Countless ferocious faces appeared on the surface of the demonic energy, and Baimen's figure appeared in mid-air.
The moment he came out, half of the surrounding world was completely shattered.
The thick demonic aura covered everything like a dark cloud, and the falling snow seemed to have stopped.
"Taste my despair," the strange voice spread throughout the ancient city of Hunyuan.
A barrier instantly enveloped the entire city, and the demonic energy in the sky gathered more and more, rising and roaring from time to time.
At this moment, the realm of the Forbidden Sky seemed to be restricted. Except for the crazy blood old demon who could still step into the air, everyone else was forcibly suppressed.
Baimeng's burly figure came from the horizon. He knelt down slightly and said respectfully: "My lord, Despair Demon General Baimeng is here to be dispatched."
