Chapter 1837

The demon emperor said: "In the dragon's gate, the formation of chaotic Qi requires a great price. Even my father can't afford it. Every time I open it, countless treasures will be consumed. In fact, after this time, we can't open it next time. In addition, the dragon's gate has many defects, so we can only use the Dragon beads made by ZuLong to absorb it in the dragon's court. There is a time limit for the opening of the dragon's court, so it is limited Too much sex. If the people we like don't appear long ago, we may lose the cultivation of Longting.

Now that we see hope, we must strive to improve the success rate of hope, so I sent the map of mountains and rivers into the Dragon Court, which even deceived everyone. Only the green emperor knows my plan. "

Song Fei whispered, "the picture of mountains and rivers can hold all things."

The demon emperor said, "yes, the gas of chaos can't be stored, but we can't escape the map of mountains and rivers, one of the top ten treasures. Especially this time, the evil god infiltrated some forces into the Longmen and created five times more chaotic gas than usual. That's the moment we're waiting for."

Song Fei lost his voice and said, "the evil god has also been calculated by the elder?"

The demon emperor said, "it's impossible to calculate. Maybe the evil god is not good at calculation, so that we can take advantage of it. The mountain and river country map has experienced the opening of the dragon's gate three times and stored a lot of chaotic gas. This chaotic gas can just cultivate the star of hope we like."

Song Fei's voice trembled: "elder, do you want to give him to me?"

The demon emperor said, "yes, only you are the one identified by the green emperor and me. Who will you give it to if you don't give it to you?"

The demon emperor's right hand spread out. The picture of mountains and rivers emerged from Mu Ling's body, flew to his palm and said, "I just didn't calculate that Ling Er had a fate with you. I'll give her to you now. I hope you can treat her well."

"Father!" muring said.

"The father emperor is a dying man. He can't take care of your affairs too much. Please take care of yourself. And Qing'er." the demon emperor said.

"Father!" Mu Qing said.

The demon emperor said: "You have great courage and ability. You were originally the best candidate to inherit the demon emperor. However, with the advent of troubled times, you are not strong enough to hold down the demons. The most suitable one was the Seven Saints. Now only monkeys are the least injured. Unfortunately, he will not inherit the throne. The future demon emperor will be replaced by an iron fan. As for you, the father asked sun monkey to teach you and practice with him later Come on. If you can get half of his inheritance, you can rest in peace as a father. Don't cry. As the father said, if you can live, you also have the hope of resurrection, otherwise you will die, it's just a matter of time. "

"Yes, father," said Mu Qing.

Then the demon emperor looked at Song Fei and handed the mountain and river country map to him. He smiled and said, "before I died, I saw that when I handed the mountain and river country map to you, my hope changed from one ten thousandth to one thousandth, ten times higher. It seems that you are the person I'm looking for. You can't be wrong. You can't be wrong. Ha ha ha, God has finally left a glimmer of vitality."

Speaking of this, the demon emperor straightened up, saluted Song Fei and said, "if there is a day, please let me and my children return to the world."

Song Fei quickly helped the demon Emperor: "how can the younger generation afford such a great gift? The great kindness of the elder must be remembered."

"OK!" the demon emperor said here. His face showed a relaxed smile. The expression of the whole face suddenly stopped. Song Fei felt that the vitality of the demon emperor suddenly receded like a tide. Now his body is only an empty shell.

"Father!"

"Father!"

Mu Ling's sister and brother Da Ying.

Song Fei took the picture of the country in his hand, and then quietly withdrew from the cabin. The next moment, countless demon people rushed into the cabin, followed by bursts of crying.

Song Fei looked at the sky silently. He didn't feel the joy of getting the map of mountains and rivers. Instead, he felt bursts of heavy pressure, which came not only from evil gods, but also from the trust of the demon emperor.

Song Fei also thought of the Qing emperor. Is the Qing emperor going to fall? If it wasn't for the Qing emperor, he wouldn't have an unknown fairy mountain, and he couldn't achieve his current achievements at all. This time, the Dragon Court won't be with him.

In that way, his hope of defeating evil gods is nothing.

Now, although there is hope, it is also slim. Through reincarnation again and again, there have been countless amazing characters. They have all failed. Can they succeed with ordinary talents?

Song Fei has no hope and no confidence. As his strength becomes stronger and stronger, song Feifei feels the terror of the emperor of heaven and evil gods.

Maybe it's good to build a kingdom in Kunpeng palace and spend millions of years with Xiaoru's time acceleration. After all, if there is no divine exchange system, I'm just a mortal with decades of life.

Longting's victory did not give Song Fei confidence, but produced a trace of decadence.

There is a long way to go. I really can't see any hope.

I don't know what happened to the evil god. Since he retreated, he must have been hurt. I just don't know how much time he has left for this injury.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the long white clouds in the distance, Song Fei sighed gently and emptied his thoughts.

Maybe it's good to sink. Song Fei smiled bitterly.

For about half an hour, Song Fei slowly converged his decadent mind and rekindled his fighting spirit and unyielding flame in his eyes.

Decadence is OK for a while, but Song Fei will never allow himself to decadent for a lifetime.

Song Fei whispered: "just now those thoughts should be relaxed. My life is from me, not from heaven. Since heaven and earth want to reincarnate, I will go against this day."

Along the way, how many times I have to die, I have been broken one by one.

"Before the end, how can I be reconciled. I will die myself. There are so many people in Xiaoru, wanshuang, Xia Xia, Sihua and Qingtian sword sect. I will never allow them to be buried with the rules of reincarnation. Even if I still can't fight in the end, it's not the reason to give up now."

"Boom!" there were bursts of thunder in the sky, followed by a rainstorm, as if lamenting the death of the demon emperor.

In the storm, Song Fei's clothes were wet, but his eyes were brighter and firmer.

The flowers of the demon world swayed gently in the storm, absorbed the power of thunder and rain, and became more and more beautiful.

In the storm, Mu Ling's body slowly appeared behind Song Fei and whispered, "I'm fine. I can go."

The rain sprinkled on Mu Ling's face and washed away her tears. Song Fei turned to face him and saw a sad but firm face.

A muffled noise came from behind Mu Ling: "Princess Mu Ling, if you want to go, please leave the map of mountains and rivers."