Invincible BOSS System

"Why? Two hundred years later, when the two of you saw me again, it seemed shocked?"

"But I'm more curious, why did you two get together?"

Chen Xinglie looked at the shocked two people and said with a smile.

The Demon God snorted coldly, and withdrew his hand, knowing that the guy in front of him was already at least five to five times stronger than himself, even if he continued to shoot, there would be no result.

But he didn't say anything, just looked at Chen Xinglie with a cold look.

Mo Antian stared at Chen Xinglie.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Xinglie, I really regret now."

"I regret that I didn't kill you first in the heart demon world two hundred years ago!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xinglie showed a smile on his face.

There was sarcasm and disdain in his smile.

He said frivolously, "Hehe, what you said is the same as you didn't want to kill me."

"I don't know who it was at that time, hiding in the Eastern Region like a tortoise with a shrunken head, dare not come out to fight me head-on.

Mo Antian's expression became even more gloomy, his eyes full of killing intent when he saw Chen Xinglie, and he didn't even want to hide his killing intent at all.

There is a terrifying demon **** around him. No matter how strong Chen Xinglie is, he is at best like him. What is he afraid of?

Seeing that the two were silent, Chen Xinglie turned his head and glanced at Liu Ping and Ling'er.

Liu Ping still looked lifeless, Ling'er still closed his eyes tightly, and his body had no breath.

"Stand up, can you make Ling'er come alive with this look?"

Chen Xinglie said.

Liu Ping looked startled when he heard the words, and then gently placed Ling'er on the ground.

Turned around and knelt on the ground and kept kowtow towards Chen Xinglie.

He kept saying: "Uncle, please save Ling'er!"

Chen Xinglie is Feng Yi's master, but Chen Xinglie still asks Liu Ping and Ling'er to call him uncle.

"Hey."

Chen Xinglie sighed softly, knowing that Liu Ping could not put down Linger.

Then a ray of green light containing the breath of majestic life appeared in his palm.

The green light slowly drifted towards Ling'er, and after touching Ling'er's body, it instantly merged into Ling'er's body.

The majestic breath of life erupted on Ling'er, and even the demon battlefield that was surrounded by murderous aura and death was affected by the breath of life at this moment.

The endless murderous aura and death aura around were washed away, and a ray of green light shot straight into the sky.

In the dark battlefield of the Mozu for two hundred years, a hole was punched out by this green light, and a ray of sunlight fell on the earth.

The long-lost light spilled on the earth again, bringing some vitality to this deadly place.

"Ahem..."

A slight cough sounded.

Liu Ping's expression changed drastically, and he turned to hug Ling'er in his arms.

"Ling'er, when you wake up, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Said softly towards Ling'er.

Ling'er opened her eyes, the divine light in her eyes flickered, and there was a half-weak look in her eyes.

He smiled and said, "I'm fine."

"It's great, great!"

Tears came from Liu Ping's eyes.

Then he turned around and continued to kowtow to Chen Xinglie, and kept saying, "Thank you, Uncle!"

"Stupid boy, since I am your uncle, I can't let Ling'er leave it alone."

"I hope you understand a truth. Only one person is strong enough to protect the people around him from suffering."

"You have to work hard to become stronger to protect Ling'er, instead of kneeling and suffering like a waste after Ling'er's accident."

Chen Xinglie spoke, his tone increasingly severe.

Liu Ping's expression changed slightly, and then he became solemn, with a firm expression in his eyes.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will start to retreat after I go back. I will protect Ling'er!"

I don't know if this is a promise to Chen Xinglie, a promise to the woman in white behind him, or a promise to himself.

Chen Xinglie chuckled, then looked at the Demon God, and said, "Devil God, can that soul be spit out?"

The Demon God snorted coldly, but did not continue to insist, and actually opened his mouth to spit out the soul of the Spirit Summoning Race.

The spirit caller who appeared again, his eyes were full of sluggishness, and it took a long time to gradually restore the light.

"Hey."

A sigh, with regrets that spanned two hundred years, and sadness.

Ling'er looked at the soul floating in front of her with a complicated expression in her eyes.

"I am a dead person. This world has long since no longer belonged to me, nor do I belong to this world."

"This is the inheritance of the Spirit Summoning Race. If you leave it to you, you are the inheritor of the Spirit Summoning Race."

"I hope you can become stronger as soon as possible. I don't ask you to avenge the Spirit Summoning Race, but at least the inheritance of the Spirit Summoning Race will be passed on!"

With a ray of divine light from the soul of this spirit caller, it penetrated into Ling'er's eyebrows.

This soul began to become illusory at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it could dissipate in this space at any time.

Ling'er nodded solemnly, and agreed to her last wish in her previous life.

Seeing his reincarnated body nod his head, the soul of the Soul Summoning Race began to turn into a bit of light, and then gradually dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

Since then, Ling'er, the reincarnated body, is the only one left in Ling'er Race.

Chen Xinglie looked at Liu Ping and Ling'er, and said, "You two should go back first."

Without waiting for them to say anything, Chen Xinglie waved a big hand, and a void crack appeared in front of the two of them.

The two understood, and did not stay for a moment, hand in hand into the void in front of them.

The Void Crack gradually closed after the two entered.

Chen Xinglie turned around and looked at the Demon God, as Mo Antian had been ignored by him.

It's not worth mentioning the mid-term of a big Luojin Wonderland.

"Devil, I have a question, I hope you can solve my confusion."

Chen Xinglie said with a smile.

The devil snorted coldly and said, "Say."

"Does your demon world have the so-called heavenly way?"

This problem has troubled Chen Xinglie for a long time. In his opinion, it is the same world, since there is a heaven in the holy realm.

Then the Demon World should also have its own way of heaven!

The Demon God was silent, as if he was bewildered by Chen Xinglie's question.

It took a long time to say with doubts: "It should be there, but as the strongest person in the Demon Realm, I have never passed through the Heavenly Path of the Demon Realm, and I can't even perceive its existence.

Chen Xinglie nodded slightly, this was beyond his guess.

Is the strength of this demon **** far from reaching the level recognized by the demon world, or is there no such thing as the demon world?

"The way of heaven and earth in this world will be destroyed in fifty years. If our realm is destroyed by it, I am afraid that your demon realm will not be far from being destroyed."

"What do you think?"

Chen Xinglie then spoke, keeping his eyes on the Demon God, wanting to see something from his expression.

The Demon God nodded and said, "I have been thinking about this for these years."