Xu Zimo looked up at the scene inside the portal.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of people bowed down and bowed to him, and the black crushed crowd carried a magnificent magical energy.

His own prison demon body also became more and more riotous, and the evil spirit roared.

"You all get up," Xu Zimo raised his hand and said.

The sound of "Rumble" sounded, and I saw countless people all standing up, looking at Xu Zimo with a scorching eye.

That is their king.

"I came here to understand some things," Xu Zimo said.

"If you have any doubts in the Lord, you can just ask," the Zen Nightmare said quickly.

"What did the former Mozu, or the era once look like?" Xu Zimo said.

"I'm curious about my past.

There are always some people, and some fragments of memory will appear in my mind. "

"The events of that era are far away. If the Lord is not in a hurry, you can listen to us slowly," said the Zen Nightmare.

"What I have is time. I came to this place of seal this time. One is to meet you.

The second is to figure out his past," Xu Zimo nodded.

"Lord, please see," I saw Zen Nightmare waving his right hand.

A magnificent magical energy permeated from his hands.

Demon Qi enveloped the entire ancient devil cave, and evolved a picture in it.

At the beginning of the Zeze era, the world lived in peace.

There is no war and no contradictions.

Everything is to live and work in peace and contentment.

Later, the way of spiritual practice was prosperous in the world, and the world has embarked on a road to longevity.

There are hundreds of millions of creatures in the world, and three thousand races is nothing more than a saying.

In fact, the real race is more than three thousand.

The Demon Race is one of them.

The world is greedy, what is man?

Joy, anger, worry, thought, sorrow, fear, surprise are people.

Arrogance, jealousy, greed, **** are also people.

People are divided into two sides, both good and evil.

There are convenient places for people.

As we all know, there are ten immortals in the world.

They try to rule the whole world, but everyone in the world yearns for freedom. Who wants to be ruled?

Who is more noble than anyone?

Therefore, the Ten Great Immortals created the evil one.

They vainly attempted to transform themselves into good, and ruled the entire world on the grounds of sheltering the world.

So that the world can only depend on them.

The status of the Ten Great Immortals is above everyone.

The evil mission fell on the demons.

No one knows why the Ten Great Immortals chose the Demon Race.

May be chosen at random, due to luck.

It may be that they are weak, so they are easy to bully.

In short, from that day onwards, the demon clan has hit the evil.

This is a mark and label that will never be wiped out.

In the propaganda of the Ten Great Immortals, the Mozu has become an evil race that wants to destroy the world.

Everyone gets it.

And their ten immortals were transformed into heroes, they cut off demons and demons, and sheltered the world.

Naturally, he has the right to speak in this world.

In order to consolidate their status, they tried their best to completely push the demon into hell.

Since then, some people in this world have written books and others have painted, and when people talk about it, the demons have played an evil role.

For generations, children and grandchildren.

Has been passed down like this.

In this world, good and evil are originally very clear, good is good, evil is evil.

But I don't know when it will be. There is no distinction between good and evil, only fairy.

Devil is evil, no matter what he has done, as long as he is a devil, it is evil.

And immortals are good. When the world encounters difficulties, they will pray to God, and immortals will come to help.

When the mark of being smashed into evil was spurned by the whole world, the demon launched a redemption that lasted for several eras, even after several epochs.

In the Mogu, the people of the Mozu are hiding here with their panting.

Although they are also a huge race.

But after all, it is impossible to fight against the whole world.

In order to preserve the race and keep the incense, they can only hide themselves with humiliation.

Or hide in the mountains and forests, or pretend to be people of other races, and live alive in this world.

The Zen nightmare will have his real name duanmu.

He was sitting in the Magic Valley in front of the slowly flowing stream, and he watched his phantom reflected in the water, and was silent in a daze.

Where is the devil's way out?

It's okay for these people to endure humiliation, but in the future.

Their children, future generations, children and grandchildren really want to live like this forever and ever.

Over time, the truth may really get lost in the ancient river of destiny.

No one cares what the truth is anymore.

People will only learn from the books of the writers, the painters' paintings, and the stories passed down from generation to generation.

It is believed that the demons are evil.

Killing demons and demons is what everyone knows.

It was just when Duan Mupo was confused about the future.

The river in front of him appeared undulating waves.

He looked up and saw a flat boat slowly flowing down from the end of the river.

A man sat on the boat.

The man's eyes were plain, his hair was windless and he wore a black robe.

The red cloak fluttered slightly behind.

The knife-like face looked very determined.

The eyebrows are very thick, and the eyes are deep and boundless.

At this moment, the boat slowly stopped in front of him.

Duan Mupo just reacted, his complexion changed instantly.

Their Mozu has already humiliated and carried the weight, hiding here, but they were still found.

He stood up, distanced, and watched the person vigilantly.

"Are you a demon?" the man asked with a light smile.

Duan Mupo didn't answer, but there was a faint sweat on his forehead.

This man gave him an unfathomable feeling, not a level at all.

"You don't need to be afraid, I'm here to help you," the man continued, smiling.

"Help us?" Duan Mupo asked subconsciously.

"Let you be upright and live in this world equally," the man said with a smile.

Duanmu looked at the man in amazement.

He can't forget that day, he was an equal man, and it's been a long time since he heard these words.

From that day onwards, UU man reading www.uukanshu.com men proved themselves with their strength and leadership.

Thus became the devil recognized by all demons.

He led the Demon Race and started countless years of battle.

The devil's prejudice in the world is deeply ingrained.

So the devil didn't have to work hard or in vain to change these.

He used his fist as truth, in this age of martial arts, he vowed to treat the Demon Race as Ling Ling.

It doesn't matter if you are enemies against the whole world for this.

No one knows the identity of the man, his origins, or why he should help the demon.

It was only from that time on that Demon Race saw hope.

Not struggling as unnecessary as before.

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