The cold and strange Tong Ren of Demon Lord A'rao stared deeply at Shu Ci, as if looking at a dead person:
"Lord Liuhe has violated my will at every turn along the way, and unilaterally cutting off the visual contact with me is a grave crime..."
The black flames behind her continued to gather and disperse, tearing out a terrifying space atmosphere.
Demon Lord Aluo seems to be able to stand peacefully on this earth, but in fact she is paying a huge price.
She stayed in the human world for a moment longer, and the demonic world behind her was supporting her retrograde space at the expense of the collapse of a plane space, and the existence of laws that violated the laws was here.
Aluo from the Demon Realm doesn't seem to care that the areas he controls are collapsing one after another.
She also regarded the lives of the subordinates of the demonic army in the fields under her hands with indifference, and could not even shake the slightest emotion or pity in her heart.
She leaned over and lifted Shu Ci's cold and pale chin, narrowed her eyes, and said in a cold voice:
"Master Liuhe, don't think that because you unilaterally cut off the contractual connection with me, I don't know what ridiculous things you have done.
When you were in the demon world, you should have known what would happen if you coveted my things?
Since you have touched something that you shouldn't touch, even if you are still of great use to me, I will definitely leave you alone. "
"I originally wanted to wait until the Crow Bridge was repaired before killing you, but who knew you were so impatient. Look what interesting things I found on you.
Shu Ci, Shu Ci, even though I knew you were an ambitious guy, I never thought that you would be so audacious that even the first-generation Demon Lord dared to assassinate you. "
The two fingers holding Shu Ci's chin gave off a very weak breath as she spoke.
Shu Ci's whole body was as if frozen, and he was even numb from head to toe, unable to move at all.
Demon Lord A'luo let go of her chin, and his fingers, like cold and slippery snakes, quietly traced her slender neck that was soaked in cold sweat.
Finally, her palm fell on Shu Ci's heart, and the unique brilliance of her soul gradually came out from her slightly open fingers.
Shu Ci suddenly felt as if a huge boulder was pressing on his heart, suffocating and uncomfortable.
Demon Lord A'luo had a hint of cold teasing in his eyes, "Since you have the ability to kill the first generation of Demon Lords, that means that all previous generations of Demon Lords may be killed by you.
In this way, even if you have done many things for me, I still have enough reasons to kill you. "
She sighed softly and lowered her eyes to look at the soul brilliance blooming in her palm. For a moment, her gaze was extremely dangerous.
Demon Lord A'luo glanced sideways with his peripheral vision at Bailian who had smashed a mountain in the distance and fell among the gravel, preparing to struggle to get up and come to rescue him.
She calmly raised her pale face with coquettish eyes, her lips pursed slightly, and a sneer that could be called a smile appeared.
She murmured in a whisper that could only be heard by Shu Ci: "What a nostalgic scene. I remember that year when you asked me to give you your freedom and return half of your souls to you.
Now that I have fulfilled your wish, I will use this half of my soul to cast a curse on you, and enter your body together. In front of him, I will personally end your eternal curse.
Times have changed, and the years have passed. I didn't expect that the scene from back then could be reappeared. The only difference is.
At that time, you didn't use such a despicable look to taint his eyes. Thinking about it now, you are even more sinful now, and death is not a pity.
No matter... Everything is fate, and no one can control it. Since you are seeking death yourself, then as your master, I will send you on your last journey. "
At the end of the sentence, a ruthless look flashed across the eyes of Demon Lord A'rao, and his palms trembled. Shu Ci's half-life majestic soul was pouring crazily into her heart with the overwhelming power of curse and killing.
Shu Ci is an immortal demon soldier, a monster who is a fellow practitioner of both demons and demons.
To this day, there are almost no people who can actually kill her.
But.
Only immortality can conquer immortality.
Just like using one's own spear to break one's own shield, only an equal number of immortal souls can truly destroy an equal number of immortal souls.
Immortality is a curse.
At this moment, Demon Lord Aluo cast tens of thousands of terrible spells in her soul in an instant.
Since she controlled half of Shu Ci's soul, it meant that from that moment on, she had the authority to kill Shu Ci.
A terrible black energy quickly spread from Shu Ci's heart, and the severe pain from the destruction of his soul was unbearable for Shu Ci, and he fell to his knees straight to the ground.
She was trembling all over, as if her soul had been torn into countless pieces in an instant.
Her eyes were blank for a moment. She was supposed to die at this moment, but her eyes shrank severely, as if lightning flashed past her eyes.
Just when Demon Lord A'luo's hand from her heart left, Shu Ci's body, which was almost lying on the ground in pain, suddenly straightened up.
One of her pale but blue-veined hands tightly grasped the clothes on Demon Lord Aluo's shoulders.
Shuci Shutong was cold and aloof, moving as if he had revealed a terrible secret.
Demon Lord Aluo waved away her hand coldly, stood up, and looked down at her mockingly:
"Although you don't look very smart now, you are really smart."
She didn't expect Shu Ci to be able to survive for a while with stubborn resistance.
Given Demon Lord Aluo's past temper, he would have been happy that she could persist for a while, allowing her to slowly inflict the most terrifying pain and torture on the world.
It's a pity that she can't let the entire demon world collapse because of this brief moment of joy.
What's more, we haven't seen each other for several years, and now we are pressed for time. We have to say hello to that person properly before leaving.
Shu Ci's death was a foregone conclusion, and she had no intention of wasting all her time on her alone.
Demon Lord A'luo raised a slender hand and gently pulled a strand of hair that was blown by the mountain wind behind her ears. The murderous look in her eyes was perfectly hidden by her.
She turned around slowly while adjusting her robe, and her bottomless eyes, as dark as the eternal night, finally looked at Balian for the first time after four years.
Demon Lord A'luo arched his eyebrows and smiled in a good-natured manner. She was fascinated by his face, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
Even through the magic mist, it was almost impossible to hide the impatient desire reflected in her eyes.
Like a noblewoman in the ancient demon world, she lifted the hem of her two-hundred-dollar black robe with both hands and gave a slight salute to Balian.
She lowered her head and lowered her eyelashes, and the Demon Lord changed into a docile skin without any aggression, just like a snake that had pulled out its poisonous fangs.
Her smile was flawless, and she didn't look like a cruel demon who had just ruthlessly killed his most loyal subordinate.
"Zangjian, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I miss you?"
Balian smashed the boulder on top of him with one sword, and his anger could be felt just by the burst of sword energy.
He stood up with his sword in hand, blood oozing from the corners of his lips, looking at Demon Lord A'rao with cold eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "What did you do to her?!"
"It seems that Zang Jian thinks that my dress today does not look good?"
A shadow fell on Demon Lord A'rao's lowered eyes. When he raised his head again, the gloom in his eyes disappeared.
As if she didn't hear Balian's cold question, she looked at him with a half-smile and said:
"Zangjian doesn't seem to want to reminisce about the past. Yes, something happened suddenly today. I blame me for not making more preparations. It's really rude to see you like this. My teacher once taught me.
The crown must be straight and the knot must be knotted. The socks and shoes are tight. The crown is set and positioned.
I'm really not dressed well, no wonder you are so cold.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. When we meet next time, I will dress up and come to see you seriously. By then..."
Demon Lord Aluo spoke in a subtle tone, with a deep and strange smile in his eyes, and said:
"I will ask Hidden Sword today's question again. If your answer is 'good-looking', does that mean you like and accept my feelings?"
"I don't have time to go crazy with you here!"
Although Bai Lian didn't know what she had done to Shu Ci, he could clearly sense that something was getting more and more wrong with Shu Ci from such a distance.
His face was gloomy and ugly, and he stepped out into terrifying waves of fire. His figure moved invisibly, becoming transparent and illusory like a hallucination, and disappeared in the next moment.
Demon Lord Aluo showed an innocent and relaxed smile and said:
"It's really exciting. But after four years of not seeing each other, Hidden Sword has become so powerful, but..."
She spoke in a straight voice, with the smile on her face unchanged. She raised a palm lightly and pushed it forward casually into an invisible space.
Demon Lord Aluo's slender palm clasped Bailian's neck with great precision, and gently exerted force on his arm.
The qi machine in Bailian's body suddenly made a violent and chaotic sound.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
Balian was hit hard on the ground by the smiling Demon Lord.
Under such terrifying power, not a trace of harm was returned to Balian's body.
Instead, there was a dull sound of explosions spreading layer by layer from the majestic mountain below Baili'an.
Through this sound, it is not difficult to imagine that the mountain, which does not appear to be significantly damaged on the surface, is crumbling into ashes inch by inch on the inside!
If it weren't for the terrifying Qi control of Demon Lord A'luo, the mountain would have collapsed like an avalanche in an instant.
But despite this, not even half of the terrifying destructive power fell on Balian.
However, under the suppression of her strength, Balian was unable to move, and could not even lift a finger.
Brian was shocked.
Since he was resurrected from the Nine Netherworld, tempering his soul with soul fire, he has been walking in the world and encountered several rare opportunities.
He thought that his cultivation speed was already astonishing compared to ordinary people's speed.
But the speed at which Demon Lord Aluo's strength was progressing made him even more horrified.
When he was in the Demon Realm Palace, Bailian's cultivation was far inferior to what he is now, but when faced with the Demon Lord A'luo, he could not compete with her head-on.
But it will never be like this now, unable to survive even a face-to-face encounter.
This is because Demon Lord A'luo tried his best to restrain his power, but it was still able to bring him such terrifying oppression.
What exactly had she gone through in the past four years to make her strength improve so much?
Under the black robe, Demon Lord Aluo slowly raised a snow-white slender finger, put it upright in front of the curved lips, and made a silent movement:
"I'm talking to you again. Before I finish speaking, don't go see other women."
She continued the unspoken topic again, and made her unilateral agreement with a gentle smile:
"If you compliment me on my beauty when we meet next time, then I will assume that you accept my intention.
This time, you won't run away from my hands so easily.
At that time, I must keep you by my side, whether you want it or not, no one is allowed to look at you, no one is allowed to talk to you, no one is allowed to get close to you..."
Like a dreamy hypnotic murmur, another paranoid and gentle curse fell upon him.
After saying all this, Demon Lord Aluo's body began to gradually become atomized. She glanced at Balian reluctantly and sighed: "It seems that the time has come, but I think we should see each other again soon." Woolen cloth……"
The black mist wiped away with the wind, and the bare hand holding Bailian's neck also disappeared.
Bailian regained control of his body instantly.
The body beneath him rumbled, as if it was about to collapse.
Bailian tensed up and stood up. He quickly hugged Shu Ci, who was so limp on the ground, and stood up with his sword, leaving the mountain that was about to collapse.
The moment he picked up Shu Ci's body, Balian was even more frightened.
Under the palm of his hand, her body seemed to have no bones at all, just like a beach of soft sand that was about to lose its hold. When the waves washed it, it would turn into foam and disappear forever.
The scene where Demon Lord A'luo appeared happened very quickly. Ji Yu stood up with her sword and felt the terrifying aura as if she was in hell before she even had time to go far.
He was so horrified that his soul trembled and his mind went blank. Before he even had time to respond to what happened, he saw Bailian with a sullen face, holding the blood-covered Shuci Yujian and galloping away.
Ji Yu's hands and feet were cold, and he guessed that something big must have happened to Shu Ci. He almost instinctively and stiffly used his sword to chase after Bai Lian.
The strong wind blew across his face like a knife, and Bai Lian wielded the sword very quickly. He sat on the Tiance Junshan sword, holding Shu Ci's body in his arms with half of his body, blocking the cold wind and wind for her. Fine snow.
His right hand was pressed firmly on her heart, and the healing blood energy and the Holy Spirit energy from the Sishui Divine Source were poured crazily into her heart.
But what shocked Balian was that at this moment, Shu Ci's body was like a sieve riddled with holes.
No matter how much spiritual energy and blood he poured into it, it would always spurt out from the orifices of her skin.
The healing power of the Sishui Divine Source and the blood-repairing power of the Corpse Demon King are both the world's top healing methods.
When this power was poured into Shu Ci's body, it indeed played an extraordinary role.
The spiritual power and blood flowed through her limbs and bones like running water, quickly repairing the damaged heart and meridians in Shu Ci's body.
But before Balian could relax, those repaired meridians were disintegrating at a rapid rate!
He repaired Shu Ci's damaged meridians, but he was unable to expel the raging power of curse and destruction from her body.
