Raising the Demon

Chapter 843 An Unbeatable Battle ([-])
When the battle between the immortal and mortal worlds started, it wasn't just the mortal world that was affected.The large and small worlds that existed inside the celadon pieces were all affected.

On the periphery of the mortal world, there is a completely enclosed world. Its shape is like an inverted pagoda, or in other words, the conch shell is small at the bottom and large at the top, and it is arranged layer by layer.

But at the bottom, only the skeleton remains, only the top layer is complete, and a small part remains on the second layer.

The topmost layer of this world is the Real Demon Realm, and the incomplete world on the penultimate layer is the Demon Realm that once invaded the Mortal Realm.

Except for these two remaining worlds, the other worlds have been abandoned and separated.

Strictly speaking, the ancestors of most monsters in the mortal world were once members of this world.

And this seven-story world once had a name called Zhenyao Tower.

When this world was first born, it was just a very simple world, and it was almost impossible to be completely independent. However, under the careful cultivation of its master, this world was transformed and reborn time after time, crossing the limit time and time again, and becoming what it is now. mighty world.

In the Real Demon Realm on the top floor of the Demon Town Tower World, countless real demons inhabit it, and in the center of the Real Demon Realm, there is a huge vine, which coils around a pure white palace, and the green vines flicker gently Then, it covered up all the true colors of the palace in an overwhelming way, and reflected the entire palace in flickering light and dark, extremely weird.

And its huge root system directly took root in all parts of the real demon world, protruding from the side of the road and houses, growing into strange vines, coiled on houses and pillars.

People who see the real demon world for the first time may even be surprised, whether this is a world or a rattan.

It has long since lost its original appearance.

And at the highest point of the rattan-wrapped hall, there is a gorgeous throne made of colorful feathers.

Every feather is so soft, only the lightest and catkin-like person can sit on it.

At this time, sitting on it was a woman covered with a white veil.

She gently supported her side face with one hand, pinching a strand of hair around her neck impatiently. What is very striking is that her hair color is a peculiar silvery white, which is different from the whiteness of the old man. Her hair More lustrous, more like glowing by itself.

Suddenly, she dropped the hair in her hand and lowered her head. The beautiful curve of her neck was like a white swan lowering her neck, looking at her own shadow in the water.

But what she looked at was a piece of feather crushed under her feet, as if the feather was the incarnation of someone.

Grind, grind again!

Run over that bastard!

She is the Demon Lord.

In front of her, no one in the real demon world dared to stand, and no one even dared to look at her.

But just when she finally crushed the feather, a faint shadow suddenly appeared in front of her.

Seeing the shadow, the demon master suddenly stood up and shouted angrily: "You dare to come back! Did you contact the Immortal Emperor! Didn't you! Didn't you!"

The faint shadow gradually became solid, it seems to exist here, and it seems to exist in any other place, here is only its shadow.

It didn't answer the demon master's questioning, but just suspended there quietly, condescending, not arrogant, but with a taste of contempt deep down.

The demon lord, who had long been accustomed to its appearance, knew that it was looking at him coldly.

What the Demon Lord can't stand the most is this kind of gaze!

Indifferently, indifferently, like looking at a dead object, without emotion or care.

Countless times before, the demon lord endured it, because this person was an existence she had to endure.

Without it, there would be no real demon world today, no transformations of the real demon world, let alone her.

But this time, she couldn't help it.

She rushed up, stretched out her hand to strangle the shadow's neck, and shouted angrily: "Why! Why are you going to contact the Immortal Emperor! I am the one you chose!"

The shadow that was strangled by the neck didn't seem to notice anything, just looked down at her, and after a long time, the shadow said lightly: "Let go."

The faint voice made the demon master stop abruptly as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake.

"Don't forget your identity." Soi Ying said coldly, "I won't tolerate you a second time."

In the huge empty field on the top of the hall, the green light of the rattan flickers almost swallowed the white walls completely.

The demon lord stood there in a pure white feather robe, only her throne and the circle around her feet were still white, they were the feathers that she had torn off and crushed.

"Why? Why are you going to contact the Immortal Emperor? Are you going to give up on me?" The Demon Lord was still furious. Although she let go of her hand, she still did not retreat a step, her eyes fixed on the black shadow in front of her, "How can the Immortal Emperor compare to me?"

"The previous Immortal Emperor may not be as good as you, but the current Immortal Emperor may not be as good as you." Hei Ying said lightly.

That tone didn't seem to be talking about a tycoon who could control a world, but just pointing at a goat in the flock, talking about its meat quality and its fur.

The demon master's body trembled, but she didn't seem to notice it.

"But it's not up to me to decide whether to give up on you." The black shadow said, "If the Immortal Emperor can forcibly devour the mortal world, he will be the first to complete the independent world. I only look at the results, not the process .”

"You can't!" The demon master screamed hoarsely, "This entire real demon world, everything here, I did it for you, you can't...you can't!"

"Actually, I can." Hei Ying seemed to turn his head to the side, "To be honest, I'm very disappointed. I gave you Shimki and gave you such a long time. The real demon world is nothing more than this."

"What's more than that?" The demon lord was about to go mad again.

But the black shadow just turned around slowly, looking around.

The weird rattan seems to be expanding infinitely, and the demon master's eyes widened, maintaining his aura, resisting the weird atmosphere.

If her subjects saw her current appearance, they would definitely be dumbfounded and unbelievable.

Such a shrew-like hysterical woman is the demon master they worship and are willing to give everything for?

But her aura suddenly disappeared.

Because the shadow stretched out a finger and waved it lightly.

Why fight any more, all this has long been meaningless.

Even the guards standing around didn't look sideways. Not only was it commonplace for all this, but it should have been like this.

"I'll let you know that it's absolutely useless for you to contact the Immortal Emperor. He's definitely not as good as me, absolutely not as good as me!"

"In order to perfect his own world, the Immortal Emperor can absorb the mortal world and discard his past like shoes, can you do that?" Heiying sneered.

　I forgot to update yesterday, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)