Tushanjun said lightly: "That's because the big town is next to my seal."

"Even a real monk comes, he will become a powerless mortal.

"When the power of all beings is very equal, individual violence can never compete with the violence of the whole.

"But it doesn't mean that personal violence is useless. Violence is the only thing you can rely on. It is the foundation for you to accumulate everything and the bargaining chip to make the last blow."

Song Zhong had heard the story and couldn't help asking: "The same is true for the Emperor of Heaven?"

Tushanjun sighed: "The Emperor of Heaven used his chips too early, and... he was unwilling to kill the monks to survive, so he could only release a group of demon disasters to improve his plan."

Song Zhong changed his mind and continued, "But the Emperor of Heaven seems to be not a demon. If he was a strong man standing at the top, he would have a broader horizon. Maybe it was also a mistake in history, just like

Just like the monk who is righteous, seals the old man.”

Tu Shanjun shook his head and said, "No, what the Emperor of Heaven releases is the devil!"

"In his later years, he was powerless to turn the world back and hoped to save the world with the lives of countless demons."

"The real devil..." After the words fell, Tushanjun paused again. Speaking of which, he should be considered a kind of devil, but compared with ordinary devils, he has his own consciousness and basic view of good and evil.

This prompted him to refine the fake and return the real one, which prevented him from completely becoming a real devil.

A pure devil is very terrible, but it is also easy to be recognized. Once it emerges, it will be wiped out and become a nutrient for heaven and earth.

The more demons die, the less ordinary monks die.

Seeing that Tushanjun didn't want to talk about the devils, Song Zhong changed his mind and asked, "When will the old man be ready to teach me how to practice?"

"You already know."

Song Zhong opened his mouth wide and asked in surprise: "I already know?"

"You visualize me for twenty years with the visualization method."

"You used to be in a forbidden place where you could not practice, but now you just need to remember!"

"Remember..."

Song Zhong suddenly widened his eyes.

He found that when he was concentrating, he actually remembered the exact appearance of the old demon god.

Buzz!

The heaven and earth shake.

Song Zhong, who was united with form and spirit, found a golden elixir emerging above the ocean of magic power, like a bright and bright moon gradually rising.

His body also completely condensed into reality at the same moment, a flesh and blood body in the truth rather than a erratic soul.

"I'm done?!"

Song Zhong exuded his spiritual consciousness and captured the dead city in just a moment.

As soon as the thought moved, his body floated into the air.

Song Zhong shouted in surprise: "I can fly!"

"Sir, what are we going to do next?"

"Go to Luodu City."

Song Zhong was ready to beat his hands and said, "Fly over?"

"With your cloud climbing speed, you can't fly over until you die."

"What should I do?"

"The carriage when I came?"
Chapter completed!