The Devil Restores: I Can Transform The Great Love

“We’re not pleasing to the eye, so we travel to Jiangbei, exorcise evil, kill demons.”

“Later while accidentally getting to know the captain.”

“He is a magician, martial artist, dual cultivator, great genius, the most difficult is his powerful personality, we met at the time, besides him followed four people.”

“It’s all young age, and they’ve entered the three-stage cultivation stage.”

“Also right now C-level.”

“He said the locality was too chaotic, he wanted to have a new one in here.”

“We all nodded and said, ‘Good.’

“Then we call ourselves The Big Dipper.”

The great wei spoke here, sobbing on the one hand, and in retrospect, a group of young men and women sitting around at the side of the fire made an oath for the evening.

“Don’t think you’re still very autistic, old Wei what’s your title, Tian Xu, Yao Guang?” Jiang Chen said cheerfully.

Wei He shook his head.

“We own, it’s kind of old.”

“The captain is Bai Quan, A Quyen, who is also this on behalf of Chu Jiang wang, Jiang Quyen, is Wen Qu.”

“I’m Loc Exist.”

“The big door is the west side of the golden land to the Han Prince, an elaborate body that no one can break, he later dies at an old man in his hand, because he helped us escape.”

“Martial Arts . . .”

Wei Jia paused for a moment: “It’s the gentle Southern Fang, call Lu Yan, she is very powerful, mastering martial arts to dozens of types, everything is in the pine hall.”

“Pity, pity a.”

“That one is a demon, it doesn’t give you a chance!”

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“That night I watched blankly, her heart was hooked, swallowed piece by piece, I desperately shouted, I was separated by witchcraft.”

“The captain is all of us.”

“We’re alive, Xiao Yan only has two arms left, her hands, very beautiful.”

Speaking of which, even after nearly a hundred years, Old Wei still couldn’t help but have red eyes.

“Little brother!”

“You know, my life doesn’t see through him, his heart is cold like a living person.”

“Xiao Yan admires him very much, every day, maybe that day is him down on all of us.”

Jiang Chen was a little stunned, only to understand that Old Wei said it was the captain, Bai Jun.

“You guys are betting once, is there a chance?”

Wei He shook his head: “We came to the wrong place, did not think to touch a blood medicine, in front of it, many ten of us are like this, also die.”

He finished moaning softly, as if he didn’t want to leave much.

“After this, I left for Beidou, risked my life to cultivate, waited for me to enter the four stages, looked for Jiangbei’s turn, looked for Jiuzhou’s turn again, and no longer looked for the other one to kill Xiao Yan.”

“Turn around, inanimate, I’ve been at the moment of life and death, reached the last five stages, taken a step forward, and then climbed to the throne.”

“My master before coming with me said, demon cultivator Feng Wang, compared to normal methods, it is not only ten times more difficult, usually there is infertility, so that I don’t need to taste it.”

“I also anticipate a breakthrough.”

“So I plan to go all over Shanhe, looking for an opportunity, unintentionally in the middle, back to Jiangbei.”

“Now that this place has a new order, it’s called the underworld.”

“That same year was different, at this time Jiang Bei, enough to be neatly ordained.”

“Everyone said that this place is a legend, obviously a magician, committed to the underworld, no longer obeying the Dao Ming.”

“I’ve already guessed who this chief is, and even though I don’t have a heart, I want to see you again.”

“Wait for me to come here at the moment, only see A Right one person.”

“He told me, everyone is dead.”

“I didn’t know what to say.”

“He also said, in the old days, the captain had reported it himself, the division was the one-handed captain, Jiangbei the new order he also set up, he was even closer than the mouth said, wait for me to come back, let me guard it all.”

“Later, A Quyen returned to Chu Jiang wang, the Yanla lineage, I still have no forgiveness for the captain, I did not commit to leave, go alone.”

“If the life fails, the Yan luo community comes out, bring me a sip of The Soul Guan.”

“The reason for this, is because I have been obsessed with Cao for a few years, this is also us demon cultivators except for the outer battle champion, the most special place.”

“As a dead man, we can enter and exit the forbidden area, although it is also very dangerous, but at least it will not be like a living thing, there is no way out!”

“Forbidding the inner area of something, for the master, the wrong sound, it is difficult to imagine a good place, burn an incense stick, maybe let a solid apostolic master break through, burn a golden paper, maybe because the great sect master stopped once . . .”

“Master Fu after leaving, I am the only Jiuzhou demon cultivator, Yan Luo has taken out the great realm to ensure me.”

“The ultimate life and death of the head, I just thought clearly, I only deposited, it was still BeiDou, so I invited the Yanla, brought me the coffin to stand in Jiangbei.”

“I’ve watched over a lifetime of mischief, death, I pretty much understood the Captain at that moment.”

“Maybe this doesn’t make sense anytime soon.”

“For so many years, the scene of the dead, right and wrong, is not so important.”

Wei Jia finished speaking, poured a large sip of wine, and was quiet for a long time.

This one once again opened its mouth.

“As for this time.”

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“Here we are, we demons have things.”

“As a demon will inevitably generate resentment, demons can bring him infinitely down, but there is no way to completely erase it.”

“We’re going to take our hair, our heads, our bones, our skin bones, we’re going to use them to suffer these random outbursts of resentment.”

“Break through now, you need to want your father to be evil, to receive suffering, to level the old days.”

“Zheng Lingguang is the Yan luo who made the will, bringing me evil thief, but the resentment will not be suspended, in recent years, each evil resentment has reached a point, I must definitely take a lifetime, seek to enter the Opportunity Realm.”

“Every time I failed, probably because I wanted to live, every time I put my arms and legs together, just because I saved a life, continued to watch over that year my teammates formed the division.”

“This time, I can’t force it, because of the accumulation of days, it’s resentful, approaching the Realm!”

“This time, it’s either The King, or it’s the martyr.”

“If I die, the evil thief will fall into a kind of unconscious state, look for any living things that come in, reach me evil thief, will briefly become an evil king.”

“For a long time, it will probably be tortured by me into a radical monster, but at this point, a lot of people will not notice, short, even if it is short, is enough to attract people in the world.”

Wei said in a breath, staring at Jiang Chen for a long time.

In this world, not yet a human king, there must be no compensation in the realm or.

Maybe from this young person in his eyes, he could only see calm.

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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