So I Am A Demon Descendent!

Li Wuxiang is a half-step extreme path. Although he has just entered this area for a short time, with his strengthening ability, he does not lose those highly-skilled half-step extreme paths. This is also why the Youth Division chose the three of them to enter the Pantheon. In the contemporary era, no such outstanding three young people can be found.

In just ten minutes, there was no shocking fight, no

Li Xiong and Tong Xuanzi jumped at the eyelashes and heard the whistling wind at the bottom of the pool. Something was catching up quickly. They didn't even think about it, they turned around and ran.

"call!"

The overwhelming tentacles protruded from the bottom of the pool. Of the three, only Li Wuxiang avoided them. Li Xiong and Tong Xuanzi were entangled by the tentacles and rolled towards the bottom of the pool.

"No phase, save me." Li Xiong shouted.

"No phase ....." Tong Xuanzi shouted.

Li Wuxiang's face turned wild, his whole body was soaring, his red pupil was bright, his hands grabbed Li Xiong's tentacles, and he broke apart.

The two hugged each other and were hit by flying tentacles.

Turning around, Li Xiong saw Tong Xuanzi's tentacles pulled into the bottom of the pool with despair.

Li Wuxiang carried Li Xiong, who had weak legs, to the bronze building and threw it away, sitting on the ground and breathing heavily.

powerful!

Far more powerful than the young division, the ancient demon's remains sealed at the bottom of the pool are by no means comparable to the young division. Regardless of the strength or the suppression from the blood, it must be far better than the youth who stayed outside the Pantheon.

Li Wuxiang relies on the ability to step into the half-step path, relying on the ancient demon gene, not the Qi machine, so the repression force in front of the ancient demon metamorphosis is far better than Li Xiong and Tong Xuanzi.

Ordinary people are not subject to bloodline suppression, because ordinary people do not have the ancient demon gene, and bloodline suppression depends on the strength of the individual's bloodline. And the one in the bronze building has a very weird ability, near it there will be a phenomenon of blood boiling, limbs and bones, joints around the body pain and itching, it seems to start the secondary development.

But by no means a good thing, because you lose control of your body. Pain and paralysis of the limbs can greatly reduce combat effectiveness.

"What are you doing." Li Wuxiang pulled Li Xiong.

"Save people, save people ..." Li Xiong's eyes flushed, pointing at the bronze building: "Tong Xuanzi is still inside."

Li Wuxiang said "um".

"Well, what do you mean?"

"It turns out that the legacy of the ancient demon is beyond our control. It is important to do business properly. It is time for us to enter the Pantheon." Li Wuxiang was silent for a moment and said, "It is too late to save people."

"That will be saved, too," Li Xiong said, holding on to Li Wuxiang's collar, his grimace: "At the time we said yes, we didn't want to be born on the same day of the same year but died on the same day.

He was guilty, and if it was not his proposal, Tong Xuanzi would not have been killed.

"Before entering the Pantheon, the young master said that this trip is a chance for life and death. I am sorry for the matter of Tong Xuanzi, but our task has not been completed." Li Wuxiang took a deep breath and managed his emotions "You stay outside to clean up the sculptural monsters, and take care of me by the way. This is your task."

"Why save me." Li Xiong lowered his head and asked.

"Instinct, I didn't think so much at that time." The air waves exploded at the foot of Li Wuxiang's feet, pushing him up into the sky, disappearing.

Li Xiong cleaned up the monster sculptures that had n’t had time to wake up nearby. He sat panting on the dark brown ground with an expression of frustration. He would be fine if he did n’t have much to do. He would not take any ancient demon remnants, and went directly to the Pantheon to investigate. After stealing the fruits and reporting the mission, the three brothers can leave in peace.

They are like warriors who entered the dragon's nest to steal treasures in the fairy tale. Before the dragons had seen the treasures, they had damaged an important member.

Li Xiong did not blame Li Wuxiang for being bland, and it was bland as if the person in trouble was not his brother. Because the real dragon is Li Wuxiang, he is the most dangerous one.

"Be sure to come back alive." Li Xiong found a pack of flattened cigarette cases from his pocket, smoked a cigarette that was also flattened and bent, and watched quietly as he looked around at possible sculpture monsters, while waiting quietly.

As far as he is concerned, he has regretted having promised to enter the Pantheon to explore. Although there are treasures here, there are also huge risks.

But in the end he will definitely come in, because Li Wuxiang and Tong Xuanzi cannot resist the temptation of the Pantheon, no blood in the world can withstand the temptation of it, just like a young man with energy can not resist the goddess' skirt The same temptation.

Since they are destined to come, how can they be alone.

Suddenly his thoughts fluttered, he heard footsteps.

Suddenly looking back, it is Tong Xuanzi, actually Tong Xuanzi.

He was bathing in blood, his hair was pale and his hair was loose.

"Tong Xuanzi ....." Li Xiongxi was overjoyed: "You're not dead, great, great."

He is happy like a child.

"What about others?"

"You've gone in, yes, how did you survive."

How did you survive ...

Tong Xuanzi looked around himself, then looked at Li Xiong, "because he is unwilling."

After he said this, before Li Xiong had time to react, he made a pre-emptive strike, smashing Li Xiong's Dantian with a single palm, his fingertips were diseased, and the flesh of the left and right lute bones was blurred. When Li Xiong reacted, when he wanted to resist, he could not escape from Tong Xuanzi.

The strength of the two was very different, and it was an unexpected attack. Li Xiong's resistance seemed trivial.

Hands and ankles were cut off, knee bones were shattered, Dan Tian shattered, and Fuyu, a seal gas machine, was stuck on his body. In a blink of an eye, Li Xiong became a waste.

He widened his eyes and couldn't believe it. "Why?"

"Put a name!" Tong Xuanzi said lightly: "The young master said to me, as long as you kill the two of you and bring out the fruits, I can join them and share the world together in the future."

"!!!" Li Xiong's brain was completely useless, he hesitated for a moment before chewing out the meaning of the words: "From the beginning, it never thought about leaving me and Wuxiang alive. Well, it said before What is the Lord of the Pantheon that destroyed the world?

"I don't know, but it doesn't matter," Tong Xuanzi said.

It's not important. The battle between ancient demons cannot be defined by pure justice and evil. It doesn't matter what kind of creature the Pantheon Lord is.

The important thing is that the Youth Division was not as bright as it said it was. From the beginning, it never thought that Li Wuxiang and Li Xiong would be alive. In its eyes, they were just tools to help sneak into the Dragon's Nest to steal Treasure tools.

It used the blood's desire for the Pantheon, drew a big cake, taught them to practice, and nurtured them as a teacher, it was just a tool.

"Don't be fooled by it, it will treat you like we do."

"We're different." Tong Xuanzi said: "In these years, it has been looking for a suitable heir. Originally, you were the candidate it liked, but it finally gave up on you. You are just too stupid to admit death, What you think shouldn't be done, death can't force you. What you think should be done, others can't persuade you. So it chose me. "

"Brother for so many years, do you say betrayal is betrayal?"

"Brother?" Tong Xuanzi's anger appeared. "Since you are a brother, why didn't you save me just now? Why!"

"When the young teacher talked to me about this, I was hesitant and didn't agree with him, but I suddenly understood that the so-called brothers should give up when they should give up. You give up your brother and choose to flee, and I give up the brother and choose What's wrong with the broad future? "

Li Xiong looked at him, looking at the madness and hatred flashing in those eyes. He understood that Tong Xuanzi had been deceived by the young master, and was no longer Tong Xuanzi.

That **** guy has been silent for several years, completely changing Tong Xuanzi, magnifying his inner darkness, jealousy, anger, unwillingness, greed ... These emotions burned Tong Xuanzi like wildfire.

"The Pantheon is my chance," Tong Xuanzi opened his collar, showed Li Xiong his dark brown chest, and the blood vessels burst on the surface of the skin: "It didn't take me away because it smelled the breath of the young master, That is his companion, and it recognizes me for that. After leaving the Pantheon, I will have two ancient demon relics. "

Tong Xuanzi stopped suddenly, took Li Xiong into his hand, held his neck, and looked up at the wrinkled sky.

Li Wuxiang is back.

When he went in, his hands were empty, and when he came out, he was carrying a large package. Instead of wrapping, he wrapped a basketball in a jacket and carried it on his body.

Seeing Li Xiong's appearance, and Tong Xuanzi's face full of hostility and excitement, Li Wuxiang froze, then stunned: "I already know that there is something wrong with the young master, but I didn't expect you to be deceived by it."

Tong Xuanzi asked, "Where is the master of the Pantheon?"

"do not know."

"Is fruit on my back?"

"No, it's basketball."

"..." Tong Xuanzi squeezed Li Xiong's neck and motioned: "Throw it over."

"No, you know what the consequences of handing them over to?"

"Crap nonsense, bring it."

"If I refuse."

"You won't," Tong Xuanzi sneered, "unless you can watch him die and hand over the fruit, and in terms of love in these years, I can ask the youth to let you go."

"I refuse!" Li Wuxiang said.

"You do not dare....."

He suddenly widened his eyes and looked at his chest. Li Wuxiang squeezed an air machine to the extreme, easily pierced through the chests of Tong Xuanzi and Li Xiong, strung your heart, his heart, in a string.

Li Xiong and Tong Xuanzi have the same expression: incredible!

What do you mean, you are the anti-skeleton?

The two fell to the ground, Li Wuxiang kicked Fei Xuanzi before he landed, stabbed his right hand into his chest, and seized the ancient monsters from him.

The dark-brown ancient demon twirled wildly in his hand and issued a frightening roar: "It's you, it's you, you're alive ..."

Li Wuxiang erased its consciousness.

The ancient demon lay on his palm quietly, like a giant slug.

After doing all this, he went to Li Xiong and squatted, and opened his wrists, blood dripping into his mouth.

After a while, the dilated pupil returned to focus and the wound healed. Li Xiong sat up and stared blankly: "What's going on."

"Let's walk and talk, we are in big trouble this time," Li Wuxiang said.

"What's on your back is fruit?"

"The young master is lying to us. The ancient demon who escaped from the Pantheon have been waiting for the time to wait for the fruit to mature. They don't know the exact time when the fruit matures. Of course, time has no meaning for them. The time is like three or two days of human beings. So from the Qing Dynasty, all the way to the demon world, and then to us, all were just pathfinders. "

"Now, the fruit is finally ripe?"

"No, it's still not there, but it's coming soon." Li Wuxiang said, "The fruit is on me, but I can't give it to them. This thing is not something that any creature can touch, otherwise there will be a catastrophe. Don't worry about this , I will settle it flat. I will take you out of the Pantheon, and then you will obediently go back to Shanghai. "

"This is impossible."

"There is something I need to ask you for. In fact, in the few years I was looking for Huayang, I was not idle. I found a woman who was willing to give birth to me, and I would have a baby in a few months."

"Really fake? Why have I never heard you say that."

"Of course it is true, two years younger than your daughter."

"Actually my daughter ..."

"Anyway, if something goes wrong, my son will support you later. You can help me grow up."

"Okay, from now on, your son will be my son."

.......

There will be no more. The diary of the adoptive father ends here. Although there are still many doubts in my heart, the past events of that year are already clear in my heart.

Li Xianyu closed the notebook and sat at the desk, with the image of his father born in his mind. About 20 years old, he was dressed in a classic trendy man, with a frothy head, bell bottoms, and a checkered shirt.

Among the three worshippers, he was the most well-formed one. He came from Tongxuanzi's path, which means blandness and calmness. The adoptive father is a bastard, representing pomp and market.

Three young men of very different personalities met in this city more than two decades ago, met, and worshipped. Then, a few years later, they turned into enemies. One died 20 years ago, and the remaining two died together 20 years later.

The enmity of that year, a few days ago, came to an end.

It's over, dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil.

Li Xianyu closed his eyes and sighed softly.

.....

In the living room, Cuihua cuddled her pillow, curled up on the sofa, and watched TV in her most comfortable position. Grandma was wearing a loose female high school uniform, leaning on the sofa with her eyes closed.

The Thunder Fighter Ji sat among them, glancing sideways at the grandmother on the left. Not to mention, the 120-year-old lady was so dressed and really a tender and delicious girl. If she were a man, she couldn't help it. Now men are not all soft sisters, soft and easy to overthrow, especially this exquisite and cute little girl ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ If it has a mature woman's breast, it is simply perfect.

Regardless of age, grandma and grandmother undoubtedly meet all the aesthetics of a soft girl-controlled man.

Look at Cuihua with a lazy posture on the side. The cat's milk and hips are so pretentious. You don't have cubs. What's your big breast? What do you want to do and keep others from living? Even if the **** are big, why is the buttocks so plump and plump, you can slap a layer of meat waves with a slap, and you have a strong sensual desire to seduce anyone.

Thunder Fighter Ji found sadly that her proud long legs were not dominant here in Cuihua, and her self-proclaimed perfect **** did not seem to be dominant here either.

On the left is jk or soft girl style, on the right is a mature woman style. The middle one is just a young and beautiful woman. There is no such thing as a soft girl and a mature woman.

Even San Wu's uninteresting one is actually a very popular type for men.

At this time, the four women in the living room got up at the same time, their faces changed slightly, and they felt a strong and unparalleled breath like a tide.

Hua Yang flew out of the kitchen and looked at them face to face.

The five were close to the enemy, and after a while, Grandma whispered, "Bedroom direction."

When she brought Huayang, Cuihua and Sanwu, Thunder War Girl pushed open the door of the master bedroom and saw not the enemy, but Li Xianyu sitting at the table. He bathed in the sun and looked calm.

"I'm half a step away."

Xiaobao Jun said

Thanks to the 200,000 reward for the "Dirty Demon King who worked hard to get up". The gangster was so shivering that it made me shiver. I wanted to add more, but the stomach has been uncomfortable, especially after eating, the bloating, always vomiting. The whole person was stunned, no spirit. Every meal eats very little, it is easy to be hungry, and you have to eat again, but after eating, you will vomit, which is painful.