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Chapter 41 Master She Is Peerless in the World ([-])
Suddenly, the man's fingers hanging in the air moved, and he slowly raised his head to reveal a face full of lines.

Weird criss-crossing rune patterns covered the entire face, but it could be vaguely seen that the person's facial features were well-rounded.

A pair of scarlet eyes looked into the distance, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's been more than 5000 years. I never imagined that the first person to walk in front of this deity would be a woman."

"It was only 5000 years ago that the twelve golden immortals of Moqi sealed this deity here."

"I am afraid that no one in the current comprehension world can bear the deity's move."

"They tried their best to kill the deity, but in the end they exhausted their cultivation and trapped the deity in this world. They don't know that these 5000 years are just a closed time for the deity."

"Did you see these golden chains? These are the bones of the Twelve Golden Immortals. Temporarily trap this deity here. When I absorb all the power from the immortal bones, it will be the day when I respect the realm of self-cultivation." At that time, this deity will greatly increase his cultivation base, even if the Twelve Golden Immortals come again, they will not be able to hurt this deity at all."

Because he hadn't spoken for many years, the man's voice was dry and hoarse.

"I've said so much..." Shen Changming's figure slowly appeared on the edge of the cliff, and she raised her eyelids to look at the man, "Are you reminding me to kill you now?"

He didn't care about a junior's insulting words. After all, 99 out of [-] people who really knew him no longer existed. What he cared about was the self-proclaimed name of this junior.

"This seat?" He has lived for tens of thousands of years, and it has been a long time since anyone called himself this seat in front of him. The first person to call himself this seat in front of him was Lu Jingyi, the head of Mount Taihua.

It's a pity that Lu Jingyi failed to ascend before he became the Supreme Demon Realm, and his soul was scattered.

Seeing the man's self-reminiscence appearance, Shen Changming found a slightly flat rock and sat down. She didn't really attack the man, but sat on the rock and drank wine, as if looking for a place with a wide view Drank heavily.

The wind from the devil world has a fishy smell, blowing against the skin, leaving a sticky feeling.

There is a difference between retreating for 5000 years and being forcibly imprisoned for 5000 years. In the past 5000 years, apart from digesting the fairy bones, most of the men are in memory.

When the man recovered from his memories, he suddenly realized that he seemed unable to see through the cultivation of the woman across from him.

Even the Twelve Golden Immortals are no match for men, so how could he fail to see through the cultivation of a mere junior who has not yet ascended, unless the opponent has the supreme treasure.

But the Supreme Treasures were destroyed by him one by one tens of thousands of years ago, and none remained.

"Little girl, how did you get to Xiangu Peak, where is your fellow disciple?"

The mountain wind whimpered under the cliff.

The man waited for a while but the woman didn't answer, a dark light flashed in his eyes, the flagon in the woman's hand suddenly left her hand, and then flew towards the man.

The jug filled with wine is suspended above the man's head. When the mouth of the jug tilts, the wine falls, and the man raises his head and opens his mouth to catch the wine.

Shen Changming looked back at the man who snatched her flagon with no expression on her face. She just looked away for a few seconds and then looked away, noticing the stone that never stopped changing the picture.

This is the stone of rebirth, and it has the same function as the memory stone used to record some things in the comprehension world.

The killings and mistakes committed by this man are recorded on the stone of death. The person who imprisoned this man stayed to warn future generations. I hope that future generations can understand the horror and cruelty of this man before releasing him.

The picture that is appearing on the white stone is a young man in black wearing a silver mask standing on the city wall, while blood is flowing thousands of miles below the city wall and millions of dead bodies lie there.

Suddenly a little girl got up from the pile of corpses, she looked around and cried in panic.

The young man turned his head, and a silver blade flew out from his right hand and pierced the girl's throat.

Blood splattered, and the girl died of anger.

Shen Changming looked away after watching a picture of the stone of death.

At this time, the wine in the jug had been drunk by the man, the demonic energy was removed from the jug, and the jug fell on the rocks and shattered.

Licking the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, the man turned his eyes and saw the junior staring at him.

Such eyes are calm, indifferent and alienated, and the emptiness overlooking everything is something a man has never seen in his life for so many years.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

(End of this chapter)