Chapter 311

"Give up, pipe dreams! The demon clan is not worth your effort!"

"Palace leader, she cherishes your talent to attract you. Take care of dreams. You die for nothing. Don't you want to survive?"

Pipe dream silent.

Solicit? ha-ha.

It's just controlled by others.

She, as well as all the people behind her, are determined to die and attract decent troops here, so that young disciples can leave with ordinary believers with the files of the demon sect.

After all, she didn't want them all to die.

To die, she and other old people die first!

Guan Meng stretched out his left hand and wiped the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He was ready to fight again and fight for the last half of his life. At least it was enough to kill several people.

However, at this time, a burst of rapid footsteps came, followed by Lin Zhuo's familiar cry:

"Holy lady! We have come to save you!"

Although the dream looked greatly changed, he roared without looking back: "didn't I let you take someone first? Why did you come to save me?"

She didn't know that Lin Zhuo was determined to bring someone to save her from the beginning, but no matter what she said, let the old man die and the young man stay.

Lin Zhuo shouted:

"My Lord, even if we are different in age, don't we have the same heart to protect the demon clan to death!"

"Ha ha, too."

Guan Meng laughs miserably.

She knew it would happen. If so, it would be good.

Guan Meng looked up and looked at more than 400 decent masters in front of him, which was more than four times the number of all their hands!

"Lin Zhuo, sang Xiu, it's not unjust for us to die here together!"

Guan Meng lifted the knife and said in a loud voice.

She obviously has an extremely bright and beautiful appearance, but at this moment, she is covered with blood, black and blue, and the long knife is the wind, but she has a sense of grandeur of impassioned elegy.

Her blade rose and pointed to several decent leading experts from a distance.

"I am the saint of the demon sect. Today, I want to make the reputation of the demon sect recorded in the history of the Jianghu!"

With tears in his eyes, Lin Zhuo understood the meaning of managing dreams. The history of the Jianghu was originally written in blood. He also raised his arms and shouted:

"Demon sect disciple, listen to my orders. Today's bloody battle will not end without death!"

All disciples responded:

"Never die!"

The sound rumbles and vibrates under the action of internal force, and spreads out with majestic momentum.

"The demon sect is really here." A decent person who was still persuading to surrender sneered at Guan Meng, "it's really effective not to kill you immediately. What's the use of old death? Naturally, it's to catch the demon sect!"

However, this offensive tactic has completely affected the management of dreams.

The gorgeous Sabre light suddenly blooms in the field with the unique innate power of the enchanted skill, like burning flames.

The magic works in the body with all its strength and takes away a glimmer of vitality in Guan Meng's body every week. However, the blade in her hand has become more dangerous, and almost every move will take a life.

Lin Zhuo and sang Xiu watched her fall into the enemy's Bush and took the greatest pressure alone. They admired and grieved. Master Guan Meng, this is to exchange life for life!

At this time.

"Pipe dream, enough."

Outside the battlefield, someone whispered, and then the color of the world changed.

The smell of black spread like pouring ink, and filled the whole world in a moment.

The blue sky, the white clouds, the scarlet earth and the green vegetation all lost their color in an instant, and were given a dark color again by the unknown existence.

The vision shocked everyone present. A sense of fear of mystery and unknown made them lay down their weapons and stop fighting. For a moment, the needle fell in the battlefield.

In the dark world, someone came.

That man is the center of darkness.

On him, countless small black lights floated up, twinkled in the air, and then integrated into the whole world.

Guan Meng looked at him and said:

"You are really... The great demon God in the demon world."

Today, Guan mengcai finally completely believed the identity of Huang Si.

Except for the real big demon God, no one can make the world like the legendary demon world!

Lin Zhuo and sang Xiu were shocked. They also realized Huang Si's identity. Therefore, they both bowed down with the formal etiquette of the demon sect to worship the demon God, and shouted:

"Demon sect disciples welcome the arrival of the great demon God in the demon world!"

After this, all the demons present knelt down and repeated this sentence.

Their bodies trembled with excitement. How many years have they waited, more than ten years, decades?

no

Almost a thousand years have passed since the first demon God came to the world to let the world know the existence of the devil!

Their demon sect, like the belief of gods, finally looks forward to the arrival of the demon god they worship!

Huang Si went to Guan Meng, stopped, and then held out his hand to her.

Because she was weak, Guan Meng reluctantly supported her body with a knife. Seeing Huang Si stretched out her hand, she didn't hold it, but just looked up and looked at him.

"Why?" Guan Meng asked.

Although there was no specific question, Huang Si understood her question.

She wanted to ask why Huang Si only came to her and only rescued her.

She didn't even want to hold on to her last hope until she knew the answer.

"Because I don't want you to die. I don't want to wait until you die or kill you myself to assimilate you. So, Guan Meng, I want to know whether your faith can be strong enough to change something that even I can't change." Huang Si looked at her clear eyes and asked gently, "Guan Meng, what you said in those years is still valid?"

"You mean..."

In fact, Guan Meng's heart has slightly guessed which sentence it is. However, in the face of her familiar face that has not changed for more than ten years, which once made her angry and noisy, that sentence is stuck in her throat and can't speak to him.

"What you said to me when you took over the saint, you swore that the great demon God of the demon world,..."

Guan Meng's voice rang out and took Huang Si's words. With a trembling voice, she recited the words that had echoed countless times in her heart:

"The great demon God of the demon world, you demon gods, please also listen to the believers' oath to manage dreams. The believers hereby swear to worship the demon God for life, become the substitute of the demon world in the world, and take over the post of Saint..."

Her voice grew louder and louder, and her back, which had been lifted up because of physical exhaustion, gradually straightened. A strong momentum broke out from her: "in the past, now and in the future, always believe in the demon God with a sincere heart -"

"The saint governs dreams and dies without regret!"

She remembered.

Once the oath, the decision of this life.

Not because of foreign things and change, not because of time and obliteration.

Guan Meng finally stretched out his hand.

"Give me your soul and be my family." Huang Si said to her, "then, I will give you strength. I don't save the demon clan, because you should save the demon clan yourself."