Ling Xiao's figure fell from the sky and landed deep in the domain, in front of an ancient forest.
In the forest, Mengyuan was seen in disheveled clothes, imprisoned by chains of demonic energy, and his expression was dull and empty.
For half a month, Ling Xiao would come here every day to discuss her demonic nature.
Apart from that, there is nothing else to say.
Meng Yuan's mind has already collapsed.
I'm afraid that as long as Ling Xiao disperses the shackles of the demonic energy, the saint can kill herself without taking any action.
Wei Guangzheng is trapped by demons, day after day.
For Mengyuan, this kind of torture is simply worse than death.
What's more important is that the Lord of God is now in retreat, which can take as little as ten years or as long as a hundred years.
And with Ling Xiao's methods, what will Shengzhou look like in ten years?
Purgatory on earth, right?
Is the stability of the Holy State really going to be destroyed in my hands?
I want to die, but I don't want to bear this sin.
Today's Mengyuan is undoubtedly contradictory and painful.
In the past few days, she had not thought of ways to break free from the shackles of the demonic energy.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the magic lock at all.
It was obvious that the demon's strength far exceeded hers.
Jiutian Mysterious Body, Mengyuan suddenly felt like a joke.
After twenty years of seclusion, he studied ancient and modern times, determined to protect the people of the world and kill all the demons.
But now, just after she was born, she suffered such a catastrophe. She was imprisoned here and tortured day and night.
This kind of humiliation made Mengyuan miserable.
"Has the saint thought clearly?"
When Meng Yuan heard Ling Xiao's voice, she instinctively felt a sense of fear.
His originally numb eyes began to reveal endless panic.
"Ling Xiao, don't even think of asking me anything. If you can, kill me."
Today, Meng Yuan no longer dares to ignore Ling Xiao.
Because every time she did that, she would be bullied by the latter.
Yes, it's what you think.
Aren’t you Wei Guangzheng?
I regard monsters as my natural enemies, but now, in my eyes, you are just an ant, a piece of fish on the chopping board.
If the starting point is too high, the fall will always be more painful.
After all, Meng Yuan is just a woman in her early twenties. The prerequisite for her perfect Taoist heart is... having the unparalleled status of a saintly saint.
In the entire Holy State, who dares to ignore the majesty of the Holy Religion?
Only I am Lingxiao!
"Where has the Lord God gone, and why did he entrust the Holy Religion to your control?"
Ling Xiao walked up to Meng Yuan, reached out and pinched her chin, his expression cold.
"Even if I die, I won't help you! Ling Xiao, you will be killed by the God Lord sooner or later. I advise you to restrain yourself!!"
Meng Yuan gritted her teeth. When she thought of her own holy saint, her reputation was ruined by this demon, she felt a very complicated despair in her heart.
Especially the kind of uncontrollable happiness made her feel ashamed, angry, annoyed and suffering.
"Haha, restrain yourself? Saint Mengyuan, if I restrain myself a little, the Holy Cult will let me go?"
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, the coldness in his eyes getting stronger.
"Since it is cultivation, what is the difference between slaying demons and slaying immortals? It's just a matter of different stances. Saint Mengyuan, after all, I am your man now. As long as you surrender to me, I promise to give you your freedom. Let's do it together... How about slaying immortals?
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"You're talking nonsense!!! Demons are causing chaos in the world. Heaven and earth cannot tolerate it. Immortals are compassionate and have long-cherished wishes for all people in the world. How can they be confused?!"
Meng Yuan looked pale, and there was a chill in her heart.
Kill the Immortal?
How could this demon have such ambitions and use killing immortals as his own practice?
But, inexplicably, Meng Yuan felt that...this statement was not unreasonable.
He is born a demon and regards immortals as his enemies.
For him, becoming an immortal is all about experience and punishment.
Even if he is compassionate and kind-hearted, can he really be accepted by the world just because of his demon body?
Suddenly, Meng Yuan felt confused in her heart.
The so-called good and evil, sin, are just different positions and different identities.
Just like the monsters in Northern Xinjiang never dare to set foot in the world.
Why?
Because of the people's spiritual practice, envelopes can kill demons and eliminate demons.
But who said that monsters are not devoted to the Tao and do not commit evil acts?
"Is that so? Heaven and earth give birth to all things as a gift, but cultivation is to plunder the power of heaven and earth. What's the difference between immortals and demons? Besides, the holy religion controls the world, so why do you drive out the demon tribe in the north and trap the sea tribe in the south? Since the saint said...
Immortals are compassionate and all people are equal, but why can't they get justice?"
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, his tone full of playfulness.
Mengyuan, however, froze on the spot and remained silent for a long time.
"Even if the demon clan surrenders, it seems that the Holy Religion has not given them corresponding equality, right?"
"I...I don't care! I am a Holy Saint, and my duty is to kill all the evil spirits. Ling Xiao, don't waste your efforts in vain. Either kill me, or...I will be here, waiting for the day when you are suppressed and killed.
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"The saint keeps talking about demons and demons, but do you know that you also have a trace of demon blood flowing in your body."
Seeing Mengyuan's eyes trembling a little, Ling Xiao suddenly opened his mouth and said.
"You are talking nonsense!!!"
Sure enough, Meng Yuan's pretty face changed drastically, and she was slightly frightened.
"Do I need to lie to you? Your life is now in my hands."
The indifference on Ling Xiao's face made Mengyuan's eyes become more frightened.
She once heard the Divine Master mention that when she was born, her constitution was mixed and she was dying.
It was the Divine Lord who, with his heaven-reaching cultivation, sealed her vitality soul and nourished it with spiritual power for more than two hundred years. Only then did he remove all the magazines and create the power of her Nine Heavens Mysterious Body.
Is it possible that what the God Lord is talking about is the demon vein in her body?
But then, who am I?
"Saint Mengyuan, actually it doesn't matter much whether you say it or not. I think the Lord of God must be involved in something important now. Otherwise, if the God's envoy fell and the Holy Son disappeared, how could he not come to Western Xinjiang to find out what happened?"
Ling Xiao's tone was calm, but actually he was testing.
With Mengyuan's soul level, even the slightest emotional fluctuation cannot escape Ling Xiao's perception.
"You...you don't have to waste your efforts, I won't believe you!"
Mengyuan's delicate body trembled, but she soon calmed down.
But this scene could not escape Ling Xiao's eyes.
"Okay, since the saint doesn't believe me, then I will take you to see the true face of the holy religion. Immortals... may not be the saviors who protect the world, and demons may not be as insidious as you think."
After saying that, Ling Xiao turned around and left.
Now Meng Yuan's mood has undergone great changes.
Thinking about it, it won't be long before her Taoist heart will be completely shattered.
In the next period of time, Ling Xiao plans to show off this light of righteousness.
As a result, many of her guesses must come to nothing.
When the time comes, all it takes is one heavy blow to make her willing.
"Fairy...demon..."
It wasn't until Ling Xiao's figure disappeared that Meng Yuan murmured to herself sadly.
With her current situation, Ling Xiao would not be able to fabricate lies to deceive her.
But, how could she be a monster?
Where did the demon bloodline in her come from?!
For a moment, Meng Yuan was devastated, and she suddenly felt regretful in her heart.