"Meng Jin!" A roar came from the side, with strong emotions, "Don't be possessed! Come back!"
Bai Mengjin's whole body was surrounded by demon liquid, and the sound came to him as if he were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
She raised her eyes to look at the dark night sky of Huangquan. There were dark winds and demonic clouds everywhere, exactly the same as the day she transformed into a god in her previous life.
When she left Danxia Palace, she turned to the devil's path. She endured countless hardships and finally returned to Nascent Soul.
She returned to Qingyun City and wanted to retrieve her mother's relics, but she encountered her uncle who was possessed by a demon and went crazy. The Immortal Sect disciples who came here accused her of killing her loved ones.
In order to rescue Zhou Yuehuai, she traveled thousands of miles to rescue her. Those people couldn't help but believe that she was the murderer of the family...
One after another, the Jade Demon Bai Meng is full of evil and his reputation is far-reaching.
She had to hide in the underworld and concentrate on her cultivation until the day she transformed into a god. Demonic clouds gathered, the wind howled, and the heaven and earth were moved.
Xian Junxian, who was stationed in Ziyun Palace, rushed over and tried to kill her in one fell swoop.
"Bai Mengjin, you deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors. You committed a heinous crime, and you can't be arrested without hesitation!"
"Devil! You killed my disciples and wiped out my whole family. I will make you pay with your life today!"
The faces of those who were chasing her were blurry but clear.
He hates her, hates her, and wants to kill her quickly. It seems that as long as she dies, the world will be peaceful and there will be no more sin.
"Are you angry?" A faint voice sounded in her heart, "I thought you had forgotten that you have lived too comfortably in the Wuji Sect these years, and do you really think you are the elite pillar of the Immortal Sect?
"
Bai Mengjin's eyes were indifferent, but blood slowly appeared in his eyes.
"Don't forget, you have been the pillar of the elite. You were once the proud son of heaven, the beloved disciple of the head of the Immortal Sect, and respected by the world. What was the result? You were not abandoned when it was time to be abandoned. Do you think this
Will there ever be an exception?”
Bai Mengjin slowly turned his head and looked at Ling Bufei, who was rushing away from the demonic cloud. He was so anxious that even though he was besieged by demonic creatures, he still did not flinch at all.
"Remember what you were thinking when you first came back? You have to regain your strength and tear off those people's faces so that their sanctimony can no longer be hidden."
"Your uncles, brothers and sisters, how did they behave towards you in the past? Did they call you a devil? Did they use swords against you? Have you forgotten all of them?"
"No..." she murmured, as scenes from her past life came to mind.
Danxia Palace was naturally the main force to encircle and suppress her, but Wuji Sect also stood on the opposite side. You Yan, Lin Baiyu... had all made moves against her.
"In just a few decades, a few caring words and a little cultivation resources, can you forget your goals, forget your hatred, and forget the injustice you suffered?"
Ling Bufei was blocked by the wall of demonic flames, but he refused to give up and bumped into her again and again. Afraid of hurting her, he did not dare to use the demon-suppressing cauldron, so his cassock was burned to pieces and left a series of brand marks on his skin.
"What, the fake show is really done? Don't forget why you joined the Wuji Sect. You want to take his banner and stay in the Immortal Sect, borrow his hands to get the resources for cultivation, and then gain the authority of the sect leader, but
Not as the wife of a sect leader!"
Demonic flames flashed in Bai Mengjin's eyes.
Yes, any marriage has always been a lie. The so-called mutual agreement is just a pastime on her way to revenge. After all, this is the future leader of the Immortal Sect, Ling Sect Master, and he is so knowledgeable at a young age that he can resolve it even if he plays with it.
Let’s take a look at the boredom on the road to spiritual practice!
"Cen Muliang is seriously injured, and Ning Yanzhi is about to transform into a god. This is the best time for you to improve your strength. Now that you have unified the demonic path and become the Demon Lord, your wish for revenge can be realized."
"Aren't they suppressing you? Then let them see that even if you take the devil's path, you are still the master of the world!"
"Why, if you don't act now, do you want to give them time to improve their strength? Think about the hardships you have suffered in the past, think about the scapegoats you have shouldered, and how they hurt you? Do you want to see them triumphantly if you have to do it again? You
Are you willing?"
Of course - not willing to give in!
"Mengjin, your senior brother's sword is damaged, and you are the only one who can save him."
"He is the savior of the world. Nothing can happen to him. He can only wrong you."
"Evil disciple! You actually injured your senior brother!"
"Junior sister, go back..."
The blood in Bai Meng's eyes was thicker now.
"Remember? Your qualifications and character are not inferior to Ning Yanzhi's. Why should you be his stepping stone? I've cut off your path and reward you with the position of the head's wife. That's compensation. Don't you?
If you are willing, you don’t know what is good or bad, why? Why!”
Yes, why? Why should she succumb to such a fate? It was obvious that Cen Muliang had treated her wrongly, but she refused to listen and deceived her master and destroyed her ancestors. She deserved to be ruined and be hunted down by the entire world of immortality. Why?
"Listen -" the voice lowered and whispered in her ear, "Those people are here and they are going to kill you again..."
The demonic energy escaped from her body and gradually transformed into a huge demonic shadow. Under the rotation of the yin-yang umbrella, the entire Yinqi of Huangquan became the tentacles of the demonic shadow.
She heard the sound of the dark wind blowing through the Wangchuan Forest, the sound of the gurgling water of the Yellow Spring, and the chaotic sounds of fighting at the entrance of the Yellow Spring.
"Quickly fight them off, we can't let the Demon Lord be born!"
"Everyone, stop it. If you don't kill the Demon Lord now, all living beings in the world of immortality will be devastated!"
"Kill the devil and bring peace to the world!"
Bai Mengjin was suspended in the sky, watching indifferently as those people tried to rush into hell.
Here are her senior uncles, senior uncles, and elders who used to admire her very much. A little further away, there are also those senior brothers and sisters, as well as the junior brothers and sisters who once admired her. They are all jealous and intend to
Fight into hell, and then... kill her!
Every face, every person, overlaps with the previous life.
"Everyone, please work harder! We will strangle these demons blocking the way, rush into the underworld, and destroy the demons here!"
Destroy! In! This! Place!
Bai Mengjin opened his eyes suddenly, and a huge amount of demonic energy suddenly erupted. The demonic shadows instantly gathered together, turned into entities, and suppressed them.
"boom--"
The earth trembles and the mountains shake, the wind and clouds change color, monsters roar, and ghosts fly away.
After a long period of time, the huge and terrifying power finally came out and came to the world again.
The world has become quiet, no matter those cultivators or faceless people.
The monster shivered, and its ghost quietly slipped back into the water.
Only a loud sound was left, ringing in the distance.
"Welcome the Demon Lord!"
"Welcome the Demon Lord!"
"Welcome the Demon Lord!"
…
His thoughts penetrated the mists of time and wandered through different spaces. Bai Mengjin saw memories from thousands of years ago.
She first became a god and was blocked in the underworld by the immortal kings.
In that battle, blood flowed like a river, and countless monks died in her hands.