417 Chapter 416 of “The quick-traveling girl prepares to knock down the male protagonist”

The unwilling original match (one hundred) pearls 5700 plus update

“As long as we do a good job, even if Lord Translator Brahma knows about it afterwards, it will not help. Moreover, we are also trying to maintain the pride and dignity of the immortal world. Lord God will forgive us and understand our original intention.”

The immortals in Taijun Pavilion were silent for a long time, “God…are you a god who will understand your original intention…”

Immortal Lord Yushang was slightly startled, “For the pride of the immortal world, for the pride of God Translator Brahma, I am fearless…”

“I have used forbidden power to awaken the older generation of secluded Immortal Emperor cultivators in their respective sects.” Immortal Lord Yushang smiled strangely, sending chills down everyone’s spine.

“The group of immortals who woke up from the retreat will sacrifice not only their life span, but also their cultivation. Immortal Lord, you are simply crazy in order to prevent the people of the demon world from having a chance to breathe…”

Everyone looked at each other and felt that Yushang Immortal Lord seemed to have a stubborn madness towards the people of the Demon Realm. Especially after seeing the Demon God who was constantly entangled with the Yifan God in Cangjian, it seemed a little strange.

However, everyone still made their own decisions. Only the group of people who came out of the Chaos Realm frowned, as if they were tangled up in something and couldn’t make a decision.

“Let’s all go to meet the Immortal Emperor cultivators in the sect who are in seclusion.” After finishing Immortal Lord Yushang’s words, he turned around and strode out of the hall.

“Immortal Lord! Where are you going?”

“I’ll go to the Demon Realm first to check on the situation.”

When the figure of Yushang Immortal Lord disappeared, all the immortals gradually disappeared in place. Only Immortal Li and Immortal Wang remained in place.

“Should I tell Lord Yi Brahma?” Li Xianchang murmured to himself.

“I don’t know.” Wang Xianchang subconsciously answered Li Xianchang’s words.

The two looked at each other and saw the struggle in each other’s eyes.

People from the Chaos Realm and the Demonic Realm briefly got along and communicated with each other, and during the past hundred years, they secretly investigated many things about the Demonic Realm and the Immortal Realm, which were no longer mentioned in the Immortal Realm, but they really existed.

The relationship between immortals and demons was not hostile from the beginning. They really got along like brothers. However, in the end, because of the refusal of the immortal world to help, it gradually evolved into the current feud.

When Immortal Yushang led a large number of immortals to the Demon Realm, the entire Demon Realm was filled with sounds of fighting and wailing. Immortal Yushang led a group of immortals to fight while approaching Hanbei, where the Demon Palace was located.

When a person makes a decision, all that follows is to wait slowly and calmly for the final fermentation results.

He may not understand the God of Translation Brahma very well, but he knows the responsibility that every God has to bear. The God of Translation Brahma seems to be noble and compassionate, but he is indifferent and distant. He never takes the initiative to save immortals and slay demons. However, once people from the demon world take the initiative to kill a large number of immortals, then the God of Translation Brahma will take action even if it is not the date of the decisive battle, because that is the responsibility that a god has to bear.

As the Immortal Realm took the lead, the battle had already begun for several months without realizing it. Zhou Min listened to the sound of the battle outside with drums and horns blaring, and waved her sleeves to set up a barrier. She was quietly and calmly bathing and changing clothes in the palace.

Let the immortals and demons fight outside, causing chaos and bloodshed.

Because the date of the decisive battle was brought forward, Zhou Min knew that everything would be earlier than expected, but it was not surprising. After all, sooner or later, the relationship between immortals and demons would have to be reborn. To reintegrate the fixed situation, it must be broken. It cannot be broken or established.

And the person who breaks it must be that person.

And she only needs to add a little fire to the side to achieve his success, become the stone ladder at his feet, and send him away.

Zhou Min was sitting in the bathing pool, with layers of white mist floating on the surface of the pool. Coupled with the incense burning in the corner of the palace, the blood-red flowers were swaying on the dark glazed stones all around, and the white smoke was lingering. It was so foggy that he couldn’t see clearly, like a dream.

Zhou Min closed her eyes, hugged her knees, and slowly sank to the bottom of the pool. Suddenly, the surroundings were quiet and she could only hear her own heartbeat. Her whole body was wrapped in warm liquid, calm and peaceful, and she felt lonely and sad that no one would notice even if she shed tears.

With light smoke lingering, Zhou Min slowly walked out of the pool with her bare feet, like a lotus emerging from the water. In this extremely dark and enchanting room, she was as beautiful as the only shining light and vitality in despair. The most beautiful scene in the world is nothing more than this.

The slender hands like lotus root opened the layers of blood-red gauze hanging from the beams. The extremely dark red dress flew automatically and wrapped around her body. When Zhou Min was fully dressed.

The tassels swing lightly, making it extremely flashy.

Surrounded by four ribbons floating in the air, there was only a bell hanging on the waist. The simple outfit gave off an ethereal feeling. She was dressed in the ultimate red, with no other colors, like the last blood-red sunset in the world, so beautiful and alluring.

Only the bell on the waist became the finishing touch. The crystal clear deep purple color was Di Simo’s natal magical weapon. It was also something Zhou Min did not return to Di Simo in the end. Di Simo seemed to have forgotten it and never took it away.

Obviously, this magic weapon will automatically return as long as the owner gives an order, but since arriving in the Demon Realm, this bell has been worn on the waist and has never left.

Zhou Min dressed up in the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. She was familiar yet unfamiliar, delicate and beautiful but extremely sad. Her hand unconsciously slid to her waist and held the small and delicate bell in her palm. She was a little stunned and said, “This will be my most gorgeous curtain call.”

Smiling in the mirror, her eyebrows were clear and holy, without any hint of flattery, but for a moment, the holy beauty was mixed with a hint of enchantment and charm, just like light and darkness, a community of good at evil, contradictory beauty, but not a trace of awkwardness.

It seems to be so integrated and strangely natural.

The bell on his waist jingled, Zhou Min’s eyes lit up, he got up and walked out the door.

Sir, are you coming?

It started raining heavily outside at some point, the sky was dark and the wind was rustling.

Walking through the winding corridor, due to the rain, there was blood everywhere and corpses strewn everywhere.

Zhou Min’s long red clothes mopped the floor as he walked slowly along the dark corridor. Every step and every line, the flowers of the Demon Realm bloomed in the blood and under the heavy rain.

At this time, the inner three floors and the outer three floors of the Demon Palace were completely surrounded, and Yan Yan was standing by the door with his hands behind his back.

The wind blew the hairband hanging from his jade crown flying wildly, making his hair messy.

Zhou Min looked at him calmly, stretched out his hand to smooth up his hanging hair tie, “Qingyi, I believe in you for the future of the Demon Realm.”

“Who are you? Why, I always feel that you are strangely familiar to me.”

Qingyi’s eyes were complicated, his fingers were spread wide, and a bone fan in his hand was burning, but there was no murderous intent at all.