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Chapter 1789

Chapter 1789

"Buzz buzz."

The ear-piercing demonic sound gave Suning, who had lost all his mind, a moment of clarity.

But unfortunately, this hard-won clarity was extremely short-lived.

He raised his head in a daze, looked directly at the shadow of the demon floating in the air, and replied dully: "Okay."

"Boom."

In the world that claims to be a world, there is the sound of sweet drums.

One wave after another, endless.

At the same time, the shadow of the demon seed turned into a beating heart, dripping with blood and pressed against Suning's eyebrows.

"Come on, let me help you become a saint."

"The devil world needs people like you to regain its former glory."

It beats excitedly, and the blood energy in the sky is connected in a series, with the force of thunder, it is about to rush into Suning's body.

"Yigou."

In the Qimen Seal, Dao Huo'er, who sensed the approaching danger, shouted in a hissing voice: "Don't, don't be fooled."

"You are a human being, how can you be reduced to a demonic cultivator that eats human souls?"

"Your family is in China, in Kunlun, and in Taoshan Village."

"Becoming a demon cultivator is equivalent to betraying the fairy world. You have no hope of seeing them again in this life."

"Think about Lingxi, think about Zhiyuan..."

"boom."

The fire wave swept across, and Daohuo'er flew out regardless of it.

She formed a seal with her hands, smashed it at the demon and said, "My aunt, burn you to death, you evil deed."

"Get out of here, get away from me."

"As long as I'm here, no one can harm Tigou."

Unfortunately, Dao Huo'er, who was lucky enough to have an immortal body, has just become a real immortal. How can he resist the demon seed that has been enshrined in the demon world for 30,000 years?

It possesses the qualifications of an innate saint. Although it has no cultivation level, it is still derived from the residual consciousness left by the first ancestor of the demon world.

Its innate power is contained in the power of the saint.

Even if it's just a tiny bit, it can't be interrupted by a mere Dao Huo'er in the body of a fairy spirit.

In this way, this sudden change caused the demon power that was originally supposed to be fused by Suning to penetrate into Dao Huo'er's eyebrows.

It was a combination of circumstances and accidents.

"ah."

She screamed heartbreakingly and was in pain.

The small body suddenly began to swell and was bathed in blazing fire.

"Easy, easy to buy."

She reached out with difficulty and tried to grab Suning's clothes.

However, the power of the demon species is extremely powerful, so strong that Dao Huo'er cannot suppress it at all.

"easy......"

She murmured with her lips and her eyes showed despair: "I, I am going to die, right?"

"Yigou, Huo'er can't accompany you anymore."

"I......"

She used all her strength to turn her head and glance in the direction of the door, and said as she was dying: "Old drunkard, do you still have my candy?"

In the void, the old voice belonging to the demon species suddenly roared angrily: "Asshole, the master chosen by this demon is Suning, not a waste with mediocre qualifications like you."

"No, give it back to me."

"Ah, how can it be like this?"

"Bang bang bang."

The self-contained small world of the cave collapsed, and all the blood and energy in the sky disappeared.

The raging fire gradually extinguished, leaving the unconscious Dao Huo'er floating.

Suning, on the other hand, also woke up from the influence of the murderous Taoist heart, as if he had had a great spring and autumn dream.


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