More than a thousand years ago, the king of the devil tribe was ambitious and not satisfied with the status quo. Trying to subvert the human and demonic worlds, he raised his troops to the south, and wherever he went, not a blade of grass was left, and for a while, the continent was devastated, and in order to win, the royal family of the demon race used the secret method of invoking the "Blood Coatings Formation" circulated in the Dragon Abyss tribe to attract the souls of living people to cast the ferocious swords, which helped him to win!

Finally, the Seven Sons of the Demon Monarch, each with seven fierce swords, namely, Jie Yun, Comet Eclipse, Bu Ange, Long Eyes, Brilliant Destruction, Great Moment, and Burning Silence, and all of them have sword spirits, which are comparable to the swords of the Immortals. They wanted to challenge the gods.

However, the behavior of the Demon King in this battle angered the heaven, because he used the lives of the world to forge his own hegemony, which was already against the laws of heaven. The heavenly emperor was not able to stop it, so he turned to Nuwa Niangiang.

In order to prevent the people from being devastated, Nuwa ordered her descendants to use the Ten Divine Weapons to seal the Seven Fierce Swords. After that, the Demon Race's attack began to weaken. The descendant of Nuwa of that term united with the Royal Heavenly Pavilion to kill the four sons of the Demon Monarch, the Demon Monarch was furious because the square was disrupted, she took the opportunity to drive him out of the Six Realms, and used herself as a seal so that the Demon Race army could not return to the Six Realms any more, and the rest of the Demon Monarch, the three sons of the Demon Monarch, one of them was captured, and the remaining two escaped from the Demon Race to unknown destinations. The Devils who stayed on earth were driven to the two heavens of ice and fire to be punished.

Afterwards, the Imperial Heavenly Pavilion was ordered by Heaven to unite all the sects in the world to subdue the seven swords. Among them, Murong Jie, the youngest son of the Demon Monarch, escaped and fled to the border of the Human Race with the ferocious swords, and then disappeared without knowing where he was.

There were many deaths and injuries in that battle. After sealing the murderous sword.

In order to repair the broken earth, she injected the Nuwa stone into the heart of the next Nuwa descendant, using her as a source of spiritual power, a continuous flow, repair and purification of the broken earth, the next Nuwa descendant will be frozen in the snowy area, ordered the Royal Heavenly Pavilion to guard it for generations, and must not awaken her until the Demon Clan reappears.

Eventually, the devil tribe withdrew from the Central Plains, the four seas were stabilized, the earth gradually recovered its vitality, and the earth began to be peaceful again, and everything was so beautiful.

The territory of the Devil Race, since a thousand years ago, was originally a warm and beautiful place, but the change a few decades ago made this beautiful world was divided into two parts, cold and hot, ice and fire, people living in different places have to endure the torture of cold or heat every day.

The cold side, perennial snow and ice, two thirds of the year are under the snow and ice, if it is not the special physique of the magic people I'm afraid can not survive in this, but even so still can not endure this added punishment of the cold, in order to survive, the cold side of the cold every day will be sent to the well inflammation of the mountain to carry the fire, because of the punishment can not be used in the vessel to hold, can only be used in the magic people of the flesh and blood of the carcass to carry, and the blazing side of the year—round There is no water to be seen, and there, not a cloud is to be seen. The clouds in the sky are taken away and it only rains one day a year. People there can even kill for a mouthful of water.

Such an environment was only set up by Nuwa to punish the demonic people.

However, this day, in the cold side came a woman, where the cold wind is piercing, like a needle penetrating the soul, this weather, pedestrians have been extinct, birds and animals, disappeared without a trace, because it is too cold, even carry the fire are forced to stop, but she still walk forward, not the slightest affected by this weather.

She a long blue coat and the ground, net a little eye—catching, body draped in a white cloak, the woman's head was covered by the cap of the cloak can not see, although can not be a detailed inspection of her cold and flawless face, but it is not difficult to find that she is a stunning beauty. Now she has been combined with this cold.

She was walking in the snow, the wind was blowing her dress, and it seemed to be a little displeased with her reaction, it was obvious that the cold was the worst thing she could endure, but she was walking like nobody's business without any hesitation.

, if not for the fact that the Demon Clan had something specialized in detecting intruders, I'm afraid it would have been difficult to discover her existence, and after discovering her, they immediately ran to report to the Demon Lord.

"Demon Lord."

The man on the stage was half leaning and did not open his eyes.

"What is it?"

"There are outsiders coming in from the Cold Ice Deadlands."

He suddenly opened his eyes when he heard someone come in.

"Who?" Someone actually came in.

"We don't know yet, it's a woman, but she seems to have a lot of skill, she's actually walking peacefully through the frigid deadlands."

He sat up, there was something interesting about that man, and with a casual wave of his hand the crystal ball in front of him had some images.

The woman in the snow and wind walked straight ahead, completely unafraid of the red thing that appeared in front of her.

"Interesting, actually not afraid of the Haoyue Elves," the Demon Lord raised the corner of his mouth in a rare praise.

Five Ghosts looked at him, "What about us?" He made a neck—wiping motion.

The Demon Lord looked at it, "It's better to wait and see what she's coming for." And to be able to walk there in this appearance, I'm afraid that her abilities are not small.

"Yes."

When the woman in white came here, waiting for her was a battlefield full of demon soldiers standing on both sides, the Demon Lord was sitting at the first place, but his eyes were always staring at the woman in white in front of him.

Although the five ghosts wanted to step forward immediately, they were still a bit between not being clear about her strength and didn't dare to venture forward, so they only had to look at the Demon Monarch.

The white—clothed woman took a step, and stopped halfway, looking around at this demon soldiers pointing at her, and gave a giggle.

"Demon Lord, is this the way to treat a guest?" She suddenly opened her mouth, which confused them a bit, a guest? To come all the way from the cold and dead land just to be a guest?

The Demon Lord glanced at her, rubbing his hand for a moment and thinking again, "Who are you? How did you come to be my guest?"

"How can't you do it?" She asked rhetorically, sounding a little pleased.

The Demon Lord stood up and looked at her, "How can I treat you like a guest when I don't even know who you are?"

At the word, the woman in white slowly unveiled her hood, to be looked at, half of her face but there is a mask, so that people can not see her face as well as the look on her face, but the pair of danfeng eyes exposed outside, staring straight at him, so that he felt a little bit of danger, can not help but frown, not waiting for him to open his mouth, she said to herself, "Self—introduce myself, my name is Witch Spirit. "

"Witch Spirit?" The entire Demon Race expressed confusion, having never heard of this name before

"What are you doing here?"

She slowly came forward, causing the Demon people to point their swords at her, but she didn't flinch.

"I want to make a deal with you!" The five ghosts were a bit confused, their faces full of ignorance, this very tough looking woman in front of them was actually just here to make a deal, was there something wrong? It must be a spy they sent. Slowly gathering offensive power in his hands, as long as she dares to come, let her regret doing this.

"Trade?" The Demon Lord looked odd and very puzzled as he looked at her, not knowing what he was thinking, "Yes, is there a wrong one?" The witch spirit inclined her head and laughed.

The devil ruler reveals a smile to, "These children years is quite a lot of people to come and I do trade, and what do you take to trade?" Then suddenly revealed an inscrutable smile, "The last end, are not too good ..."

Witch Spirit's face hidden under the mask smiled, "I've heard that the Demon Lord loves your lady."

As soon as he heard Madam, the Demon Monarch's face changed and he stood up with a whoosh, his face heavy as he asked, "What did you say?"

Witch Spirit said indifferently, "I said your lady — Lou Han Yue!"

The Devil Monarch's always calm face suddenly had a hint of pain, at the mention of his wife Lou Han Yue, he could not always control his heart.

The Witchling walked over, "I ask you now, are you willing to make this deal with me?"

Hearing her words, he calmed down somewhat and sat back down, "How can I trust you?"

Witch Spirit had known that he would ask this, and just smiled, "There is naturally a way to make you believe, and this lies in whether you yourself are willing or not." She took out the Heaven Swallowing Pot from her side, slowly transmitting the spirit for it, and then pulling out some aura along the mouth of the bottle and spreading it to the sky, the

"Now it's up to you whether you want it or not."

The mass of fog vaguely saw a crystal coffin inside another person, after seeing that person, the devil king no longer calm, get up and go there.

He then realized that she showed him not the coffin in the fog, the focus of that fog is the person in the ice coffin, could not help but murmur, "the more children." Eyes, deep love like water tenderness, reach out to touch her, but afraid of this smoke a touch on the scattering.

Witch Spirit looked at the Demon Monarch's expression, "It seems that the Demon Monarch still remembers, who is she?" Demon Monarch Murong Ze looked at the person without blinking.

"How could I not remember that she was my wife. My favorite." He did not turn around, and the Witchling glanced at his nails and asked slowly, "Now, can I have a deal?"

The Demon Lord looked back, his eyes seemed a little impervious, from the beginning of her appearance, to now she actually let him see Lou Han Yue, that means she must have some secret that can not be told, and this secret she will not necessarily say.

Witch Spirit thought that after he read it, he would trust himself and agree to make a deal with him, but now it seemed that he was more skeptical.

"Could it be that the Demon Lord thinks that this person is a fake?" Witch Spirit said with a straight face.

But the Demon Monarch revealed a thoughtful look at Witch Spirit, making her a little speechless, facing more and more sweetness, but instead, more suspicious, which is not a fraud.

The Five Ghosts hovered between the Demon Monarch and the Witch Spirit and suddenly spoke, "What proof do you have that this is true? Or perhaps you harbor ill intentions."

Hearing this, the witch spirit turned his head, thought for a while, his heart is actually very torn, whether to give it to him, if not, then it is a lifetime of no opportunity, give it, fear of another incident. Trust is really a big problem.

Now this situation was unfavorable for Witch Spirit, and there was nothing to be done about it, anyway, it didn't matter how to go behind, it didn't matter about herself. She slowly materialized a side of brocade handkerchief, the Demon Lord glanced at it and knew what it was.

"I think this Demon Lord recognizes it!"

Then the Demon Lord grasped the object in the air and directly took it over to examine it carefully, feeling the embroidered pattern on it, it was her!

After a while, the Demon Lord turned back, and although his face was calm, Witch Spirit could tell by his heaving body that she had succeeded.

The Demon Lord's eyes were full of Jinpa, and even his words were so good after seeing him, "Say, what kind of deal."

"Let me start by saying, what I want!"

The Demon Lord said, "What demands?"

The corners of the Witch Spirit's mouth rose into a smile, "For this deal, I only have one request."

"What's the request?"

"I want you to retreat."