Chapter 1415

Young people don't care about the ideas of scholars.

After all, no one cares about the idea of a mole ant.

For yuemingsheng, the scholar who was caught by himself as a servant is naturally no different from mole ants.

On the blue star, because he was calculated by the blood devil, his sub soul and main soul had to be combined again.

The result is that the power of endless years suddenly falls on yourself.

If you look carefully, although it looks like a teenager, Yue Mingsheng's sideburns have completely become the gray of the old man, and the young man's face is not tender at all, but looks a little old.

In those eyes, there is the dust of endless years.

Although when the blood devil wanted to escape, he had been cleaned up by yuemingsheng.

But I am also forced to be like this now. I can only wait for my own light to fall into darkness like the sunset.

In short, people who wait to die will not be in a good mood.

The only thing that can make people feel good is that some unexpected things will surprise people.

At the moment when Rocco's realm was elevated, yuemingsheng suddenly poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth.

"No taste."

As the only two strong men who have mastered the power of fate.

What Rocco can see at the moment, yuemingsheng has naturally experienced.

The so-called hold the destiny of the world and become the supreme destiny emperor.

This kind of thing, if you believe it, it is a ghost. If you are really confused by this force, you will only become a part of the rules of fate.

After feeling that Rocco obviously gave up the choice, yuemingsheng nodded slowly.

"It's not disappointing."

At present, yuemingsheng is no longer the remnant soul in the previous soul division state, even in the realm of Tianjun.

But the powerful God and strong man, who was able to be called human race double pride together with human demons at the beginning.

It's just a pity that he broke the spirit in order to live longer.

Although the cultivation of God has been restored, the way to continue further has been cut off.

There are countless ancient beings who wake up from their deep sleep and look forward to the arrival of the time of day, so that they can have the opportunity to become saints and ancient gods.

But for yuemingsheng, he had cut off all his future, and naturally he wouldn't have so many ideas.

The only idea is to think about how you want to die in the process of waiting for death.

But now, it seems that there is no need to die like this.

After all, there are still many interesting things, such as this so-called Terran Lord.

The inheritance of the human race Lord is generally silent for a long time, which is different from the demon race.

The demon family has a holy star and will eventually be promoted to a holy Lord.

However, after the fall of the last Terran Lord, the three light holy ware will be lost.

When it will recover is not a predictable thing at all.

Therefore, there was no so-called Terran Saint at all in the era when yuemingsheng went against the flow of human demons.

The Terran can fight against the demon race entirely because there are countless geniuses in the Terran in that era, and among those geniuses, he and the guy full of muscles are called together.

It has always been something yuemingsheng doesn't want to face.

Now there is a boy, who obviously has a strong field of destiny, but has learned the skills of that muscle fool.

Suddenly, the wine was tasteless.

Or, I didn't compare with that guy. After all, I killed a demon Saint against the current.

Even if yuemingsheng doesn't recognize this 10000 in his heart, he must admit that he doesn't have such strength even now.

But now, I'm dying.

Also look at a field of fate. The guy who should be regarded as his own successor should learn the skill of that muscle fool.

Yuemingsheng was suddenly angry. There was no reason for this anger.

But for a strong man whose life has reached dusk, what reason should he find to be angry now?

The scholar standing beside the young man didn't know what had happened.

But the atmosphere around him suddenly became very cold.

Originally, one's own strength has reached the point where the cold and heat do not invade, but now he finds that the night has not yet come, but he is going to be frozen into an ice sculpture.

Yuemingsheng's eyes suddenly fell on the scholar.

"What's your name?"

"Green wood sword... Zhuo ran."

The scholar also wants to report his name with some prestige, although the name is estimated to be worthless in the eyes of the young people in front of him.

But after all, it's the result of years of hard practice.

The moon Mingsheng smiled and said, "you're lucky."

While talking, a black light spot fell on Zhuo Ran's eyebrows in an instant.

In front of Zhuo Ran's eyes at this moment, there are countless fragments. Each fragment contains a majestic aura. When Zhuo ran wants to touch one.

All the black fragments dissipated in an instant, and everything around them returned to calm.

When Zhuo Ran's eyes fell on the edge of the cliff, the boy's body had already disappeared.

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On the daytime star, with the moment Rocco released his hand, the space between heaven and earth seemed to open up again.

Although their accomplishments have improved, they are not as obvious as mastering all destiny before.

But there is no doubt that such promotion is the most stable way to improve.

Rocco pressed one hand forward.

The Qi machine on the whole person began to be suppressed.

And then, a darkness swallowed Rocco.

With the improvement of self cultivation, it is inevitable to face the Tao rhyme mark left by the demon clan saints again.

This is an obstacle for Rocco.

It is also a kind of training.

The light of the sun and moon appeared on Rocco's shoulder, and the surrounding darkness was illuminated in an instant.

Above the end of the darkness is a huge white bone throne.

On the throne, a skeleton dragged his chin with one hand and looked at Rocco's position with great interest.

In the skeleton's eyes, the dark blue flame kept beating.

Luo Ke had no impression of the former Saint of the demon family who appeared in front of him.

After all, both Terrans and demons have developed for countless years. In these countless years, the life of each saint is only 2000 years, which is not long.

Most of the saints will only be remembered in his era, and with the passage of the times, many saints are only memories left in history.

The white skeleton on the throne had a very hoarse voice.

"I have only one sword. You can live or die."

Compared with what we have seen in the past, the demon Saint seems to be too simple.