Lin Feng looked at this scene silently,

Is this the strength of the master of the small tower?

The great army of gods, which were tragic and dying in the spirit world, was vulnerable to its hands and did not even have the ability to fight back!

“Wow…”

A large amount of blood gathered into a river, dyeing the area within a radius of thousands of miles red...

This is all the blood of the strong!

It is the essence of their body. Their blood contains charm and emits mist, making the scene become hazy and illusory...

"No...we know we're wrong! Give us aside!"

"Please let us go, I will never dare to do it again..."

At the end,

Many powerful gods who were still alive could no longer hold back and knelt down to beg for mercy, begging the Lord of the Small Tower to have a lot of them to forgive their mistakes...

The Lord of the Small Tower is unmoved,

His tone was very light and soft, but his every move exuded a cunning murderous intent...

This is a super cruel person!

In order to refine the Heavenly Demon Tower, he sacrificed the lives of billions of creatures. How could he show mercy at this moment?

"Ye Xuan!"

Just then,

A cold voice sounded in everyone's ears.

The Lord of the Small Tower was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but stop the killing in his hand, and turned his eyes to the speaker!

Ye Xuan!

It was his name back then!

As time goes by, with the death of relatives and friends...

This title has been called for a long time, no one has called it!

He almost forgot this name...

"Swish..."

At the same time,

The others in the field were also surprised and looked in the sound.

But I found out that the person who was speaking was actually the little princess of the Demon God clan - Mo Li!

"Ye Xuan? It turns out that this senior is Ye Xuan!"

The man from Lingyun took a breath.

"Fellow Daoist Lingyun, have you heard of this person?"

The Lord Yaoguang asked curiously.

Lin Feng, Situ Kun, Jin Yuan, Zhao Chenyang, and Saint Yaoguang also looked at the Lingyun master, wanting to know the origin of the Lord of the Small Tower from him...

"I have mentioned this name in ancient books of Lingyun Chamber of Commerce... This goes back to the early days of ancient times and the late days of ancient times..."

"At that time, I accidentally saw it, and wondered who Ye Xuan was. Why I had never heard of it before. I didn't expect it was this senior!"

The man from Lingyun said in a deep voice.

As soon as this is said,

A storm suddenly broke out in the hearts of many human cultivators...

In other words,

This Senior Ye was born in ancient times?

The ancient times have been at least 100,000 years since then. This period of time has been broken, and even the oldest books rarely record the events of this era...

In other words,

The cultivators of the times can be said to have no idea about ancient times.

There was once a super ancient clan who used the power of the whole clan to explore the traces of ancient times, but none of them were available.

There are even rumors,

In ancient times, immortals could be born...

Later in ancient times, problems occurred in the world and immortals disappeared. Cultivators from all races asked about the Tao and searching for immortals, which was difficult to reach the blue sky...

"Are you... calling me?"

The Lord of the Little Tower stared at Moli, a little surprised.

"Ye Xuan! You don't know me anymore?"

Moli said as she walked towards the Lord of the Small Tower. Her beautiful eyes were red and she looked very sad and sad, as if she could cry at any time.

"Two souls in one?"

The Lord of the Small Tower saw clearly the reality of Moli.

He could feel one of the souls was releasing a faint fluctuation of spirit, and this fluctuation activated his long-closed memory and gave him a sense of familiarity.

"It's you...love the snow."

The Lord of the Small Tower suddenly realized.

"Get out!"

Moli could no longer hold back when she heard this.

Her face was filled with rain, and she accelerated her pace and wanted to get into the arms of the Lord of the Small Tower, but she passed through her body just like the Small Tower and threw a hole in the air!

"So many years have passed, but I didn't expect you to be alive..."

The Lord of the Little Tower looked at Moli, and his tone was a little complicated.

"Why? Why did you leave me behind?"

Mo Lianxue asked excitedly.

"What can I do if your father doesn't agree? The humans and demons have different paths. If I didn't leave back then, I might die in your demons and gods..."

The Lord of the Small Tower sighed.

"What about now? Are you willing to go back with me? With your current strength, no one will object to us anymore!"

"My soul is also healing quickly. I will be able to get rid of this body and return to my original appearance..."

Mo Lianxue asked with tears in her eyes.

The Lord of the Small Tower looked at Mo Lianxue quietly, as if he was in deep thought, and fell silent for a moment.

At the same time,

The onlookers were also as quiet as a cicada, and they didn't dare to say anything!

This is really a bit bloody!

Who would have thought that this ancient ancestor of the Demon God Clan who was parasitized in Mo Li's body would have an affair with the powerful man who refined the Demon Tower?

"The Demon Loves Snow..."

Huo Miaomiao felt that she had heard of this name somewhere.

Suddenly, she looked shocked and thought that her father had accidentally said the word "Demon Love Snow".

She also specifically asked who this person was?

As a result, my father, who was always kind, was furious.

She was not allowed to ask again in the future, otherwise she would be detained for a hundred years in prison.

“Can’t go back…”

The Lord of the Small Tower finally said this.

Mo Lianxue's body trembled and asked:

"Why?"

"You demons and gods were besieging me and wanted to kill me. If you watched silently beside you, it means we have come to an end."

"Are you blaming me? I had no choice at the beginning..."

"No... there is nothing to be surprised about like this! After so many years, all emotions have been relieved. The joys and sorrows of the world are common, so why should we stick to the past? Only the immortal path is eternal!"

The Lord of the Small Tower spoke very firmly.

"Haha...I paid the wrong payment after all..."
To be continued...