The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Xia Ling returned to the firmament and continent.

She placed Qi Yan's soul into the demon king's body.

It was visible to the naked eye that the demon king's body, which blotted out the sun, suddenly trembled.

Xia Ling stood in the shadow and took a few steps back, but she seemed to have heard something.

Bang, Bang, it was like that powerful drum beat.

And the place where the sound came from was above her head, the demon King's heart.

Hai Hai: "host, I'm afraid that the demon king is about to wake up. Look at that chain. "

Xia Ling looked up.

The second chain that crossed his heart was almost transparent under the blood-red sky. Only a trace of it could be seen.

Waking up... ...

Whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Xia Ling had enough points.

She upgraded Hai Hai Hai to level 3.

Hai Hai, level 30 / 20,000

She left 2,000 points and added the rest on herself.

Level 3 inheritor 5,330 / 20,000

After completing the points allocation, the Demon King's abnormal heart movement had ended.

Everything returned to normal, but it was only the calm before the storm.

"Hai Hai, send me on a mission. "

She had to try her best to break the chains before the devil King's consciousness woke up and get another devil blood bath.

Hai Hai: "Okay. "

White light appeared.

When Xia Ling disappeared from the firmament and continent, countless divine senses swept across this unremarkable world.

From the man who had been pierced through by the chains, the gods sensed the will of the abyss. This was the aura of the abyss ancestor's clone.

They did not dare to act rashly. Their divine senses swept across this world.

They continued to search for the existence of the main God in the three thousand great worlds and three thousand small worlds in fear.

They wanted to take advantage of the main God's recovery to completely destroy his inheritance.

However, they did not know that when they let the firmament and continent go, they would miss the best opportunity to destroy the main God's inheritance.

*

In the distant abyss, the black-robed man on the throne held the space between his eyebrows.

The Aura in his mysterious black eyes was hidden.

He knew that he had protected that woman's life again.

Sitting on the throne, he could not leave the throne for a moment. The abyss was constantly sinking, and he could only rely on his strength to maintain it.

However, from the moment he saw that thin soul, he did not know why he had gone crazy and sent that wisp of his spiritual sense into that clone in the firmament and continent.

This was a small seed... ...

When all the restrictions were lifted, it would take root and sprout in that body.

What was the final result?

*

The white light disappeared in front of Xia Ling's eyes.

When Xia Lingshu entered this world.

The production crew was bustling with activity. light-up boards and cameras surrounded her from all directions.

Her face was burning with pain, and her mouth had a strong smell of rust. It was the mucous membrane in her mouth that had been slapped and ruptured.

"Miss Wang, if you really can't enter the state, shall we take a break? "

A woman in a bright red palace dress stood in front of Xia Ling with a faint smile. Her Chin was sharp, and her calm eyes had a hint of coldness.

She gently rubbed the gold-plated finger gloves on her fingers.

The woman looked at Xia Ling with a calm gaze, which made Xia Ling's body restless, irritated, and hateful.

Xia Ling could feel the emotions in her body.

But now, she was not as powerful as her opponent. It was futile for her to continue struggling.

The original lead's acting skills were crushed by the woman, and her face was also somewhat disfigured by the slap.

So even if Xia Ling used her acting skills to suppress the woman, her face could not enter the realm today, and she was still being beaten for nothing.

Xia Ling's eyes flashed, and she accepted the plot and the original lead's memories.