It stands to reason that the strong human race would only realize the existence of extraterrestrial demons for the first time after the Doomsday War, but as early as the time when little Naduoduo was far from becoming the second demon ancestor, how could human race relics appear in the demon world?
For the first time, Yaoluo felt that she was trapped in Na Duoduo's memory for a reason!
If it is because of her intervention, Na Duoduo's memory has shifted, but if what she sees now is the real scene in Na Duoduo's eyes, then all this will be amazing!
Babel... Divine Pillar!
What day does it work? Enchanting raised her head and looked at the deepest part of the heaven. She could see nothing but the dim red sun.
Before the end of sight, there are winds and sands that blind the eyes, and black clouds cover the sun. Perhaps no one will ever be able to see what is hidden on the other side of the sky.
Different from the enchanting hesitation and shock, little Naduoduo and old Yam were digging in the sand excitedly. Although Xiao Naduoduo had never learned how to use magic skills, he was extremely powerful, and immediately dug to the bottom of the "Sacred Pillar" like flying.
"Wow! It really is a god."
Little Na Duoduo shouted excitedly.
"Yam, you didn't lie to me Supreme Warrior!"
Because the pattern at the bottom of the stone pillar buried by the yellow sand has not been worn down too much by the years, he saw many beautiful and strange totems. These strange totems made him shudder.
Enchantingly looking down, she saw more things related to the ancient race, the formation of the runes, the deformation of the characters, and the various totems of the gods and beasts that still survived on the Chuyuan Continent.
It's earlier than the prehistoric era, but it must be related to the ancient race! Something gently tugged at the enchanting heartstrings in my heart.
"It's a tree."
Old Yam's fingers were stroking a tree-shaped carving reverently, and the excited expression on his face could not be added.
"Also, this is all kinds of raw meat."
puff! Raw meat! Enchanting spray!
The old blind man was slobbering as he touched all kinds of phantom beasts under the tree. In the eyes of the old blind man, these fleshy phantom beasts without scales and covered with fur must be a hundred times more delicious than the giant black stone beasts.
"After eating this meat, will the women of the Demon Race have big breasts and big butts?"
The expression on Xiao Naduo's face was exactly the same as that of Old Yam. Directly paste the halazi overflowing from the corner of the mouth on the black stone.
"Of course!" At least this big... No! It's so big! Old Yam drew with his hand in a serious manner, constantly overturning his predictions until the distance between his hands was exaggerated.
"Yes, yes, yes... how big is it!" The little pervert's eyeballs popped.
So the two idiots went out of their bodies at the same time, dreaming about a better life in the future, squinting their eyes and giggling at the sky.
"Destroy hahahaha..."
Laughter echoed in the sky. Gives people a very silly and naive feeling.
Enchanting stood beside them. Lost in thought. There is no longer any urge to leave this memory in my heart.
This is the sixtieth "Tongtian" pillar, and there are twenty-eight more. It seems that this period of time is not very long for her now, because she has something to explore.
Year after year, Enchanting followed the two dream-seeking idiots like ghosts, watching them commit crimes together, watching them fight for half a piece of meat, watching them being bullied, ridiculed, and crowded out. The appearance of wounds and mud but never losing faith...
She didn't know what answer Old Yam and Nadodo would find in the end.
All I know is that this is Na Duoduo's journey, and it is also hers.
The names of Old Yam and Little Natati spread among the demon wanderers. Of course, it was not a good name that was spread. , because everyone knows that there are two wandering lunatics who have nothing to do and daydream. Little Natati is obviously very powerful, but he has rejected the invitations of many powerful old demons, and he is wholeheartedly looking for some broken pillars that can't be eaten with the old Yamu who only knows fantasy all day long. It's too ridiculous!
So the demons who met in romance over the years gave old Yam and little Nadodo two different names from each other.
"Crazy Yam" and "Natati Bewitched".
Yaoluo felt that this statement was wrong, because those demons didn't see it, and there was a "Xiaoluo hidden in the darkness" in the group who kept walking every step of the way.
Looking at Lao Yamu and Na Duoduo, the enchanting eyes became more and more complicated.
For Na Duoduo, enchanting is a strong heroine. And the Great Demon King didn't know that when he was young, the hostess had been watching him change and grow day by day.
Enchanting felt that if seeing the Doomsday War meant that she was the only witness to the death of the heroic spirits of the human race, then at this time, she was the audience of Na Duoduo's life journey before becoming the Demon Ancestor.
She is a shadow, watching the little servant Na whom she hates and cares about grow up day by day.
I got used to his existence, and even regarded him as the most annoying and most indifferent companion. The breeding of this kind of feeling is complicated and long and difficult to sum up in a few words.
Time, fetters, sharing... Feelings are a jar of wine brewed over the years after recognition, countless struggles and introspection.
When the wine first enters the throat, it is pungent, making the internal organs anxious, and then when the eye sockets feel a little wet, the taste of the wine warmly permeates the body and limbs, and it will not go away for a long time.
After countless killings, the little Nadodo turned into a young and strong Natati warrior. The murderous aura on his body became stronger and stronger, and it also overlapped more and more with the evil Naduo in the enchanting memory.
She understood the entire demon world through Nadodo and Yam. If her soul was born in this barren land, she would continue to kill. The killing made this world crazy like locusts. A large number of people died, and only the strongest fighters were left to carve up and occupy the meager resources left in this world.
The strong survival pressure makes this race far more advanced and selective than the Chuyuan Human Race. The Demon Race must become a strong one in order to survive. It must be fought day and night. Let the natural laws of nature, like high-speed machines, crush the barren land time and time again.
Therefore, she heard the sound of the desolate marching horn blowing on the demon continent from ancient times to the end.
Life is war, death is war!
war! war! war!
Although Yaoluo still cannot forgive the demons for their irresponsible behavior of invading the first yuan and ruthlessly introducing thousands of years of war, but as a human being who loves her homeland and homeland, she understands the survival of the demons in a higher artistic conception law.
That's one word... war!
ten years…
Na Duoduo's left arm was completely molted and regenerated, and his natural battle blood was awakened. Even without a qualified guide to teach him, he still undoubtedly became an outstanding fighter among his peers.
At this moment, sixty-nine pillars were found.
twenty years...
Seventy-five pillars were found, and the footprints of the three dream seekers traveled all over the world of the demons, from the long yellow sand to the poisonous swamp, from the polar iceberg to the flaming lava. Living in the wind and sleeping in the open, the old Yam was already so old that his back was bent, but he still supported his advancing body with his two-handed crutches.
During these twenty years, Yao Yao seldom spoke to Old Yamu, because no matter what she said or did, Old Yamu never showed the divine power that they had when they first met.
It was only when Na Duoduo left one day that Yao Yao sat beside the old Yam who didn't open his brows.
"It's the seventy-fifth, has Yam found anything?"
Enchanting, she smacked next to the old blind man without any qualms, and while asking softly, she wanted to smooth his wrinkled forehead with her fingers. But her outstretched fingers still penetrated Old Yam's body.
Over the past twenty years, Enchanting's attitude towards Old Yam has gradually changed from disdain to respect.
Because no matter how ridiculous his dream is, a blind old demon can sacrifice everything for his dream, and twenty years later, he is as firm as ever. This alone moved her.
He is a great demon born for dreams.
What's more, although the blind old Yam has no combat experience at all, he has an amazingly wise mind. Putting aside those wretched and shameless little thoughts... It is he who taught Na Duoduo how to think and how to remain strong and unyielding in a desperate situation to fight.
Enchanting would sometimes listen to his teachings, and feel that her state of mind slowly became...peaceful under the old Yam's wrinkled face.
Peace is not a cowardice, but an unbreakable artistic conception. Just like water, it is the most humble existence in this world, but nothing can be as soft as water and never break, magnificent and unassuming.
This is the way of heaven that old Yamu taught Yao Yao and Na Duoduo in the past twenty years.
Because of the strengthening of Na Duoduo's strength, the thin old Yamu has become fat and strong over the years, and his face is flushed. Although death is getting closer and closer to him, Enchanting can see a power beyond death on his face .
Of course, Old Yam couldn't hear the enchanting voice at this time. He just frowned deeply, and kept writing on the ground with a small iron sword to write about those ancient runes that had been branded in his heart. With Mu's knowledge and experience, Enchanting believes that Old Yam must have discovered something that is contrary to his original intention of excitement.
Amidst the enchanting soft questioning voice, Old Yam's back became more and more stooped.
Enchanting herself has countless guesses about the eighty-eight heavenly pillars, but she is not in a hurry to know, because time will tell her the truth at the end of this journey.
Thirty years...
There are eighty-one stone pillars, all of which are hidden in the most dangerous areas of the demon world.
Plop. The heavy object fell to the ground.
"Yam! Yam!"
Na Duoduo called urgently, but Old Yam was already sitting on the ground and couldn't stand up, with a struggling expression on his face. Yangshou is approaching, and his body is exhausted. Without the protection of the strong Na Duoduo, this blind old devil might have turned into a handful of loess in the barren world.
"Natati, Yam can't walk anymore."
Old Yam's old and hoarse voice made Enchanting feel sad for a while. Although no matter how powerful a summoner is, there will be a day when his soul will wither, but watching the people he spends day and night slowly dying, this depressing tranquility makes people feel sore and painful.
"It doesn't matter if you can't walk anymore! There's Natati the Great Demon King!" Nadodo patted his chest and threw Old Yam onto his back like a ripped bag.
"Yam, you promised me to touch the big ass witch together! Watch the treasures fall from the sky together!" The corners of Naduoduo's mouth trembled in pain, but his sympathy was well hidden in his voice.
"Well! I promise!"
Old Yam's shriveled hands tightly wrapped around Na Duoduo's neck.
"Natati... thank you."
Cloudy tears spilled from blind eyes.
"You have long been a warrior who can stand alone. You didn't need to worry about Old Yamu. It took Lao Yamu four hundred and sixty-seven years to find fifty-nine pillars, but with your help , I found the remaining twenty-two in thirty years. Without you, old Yam can only die with regrets for the rest of his life, so old Yam will persevere!"
"Don't be discouraged! Maybe the power of the gods will come again, and the gods will reward you with a lifespan of 10,000 years for the great hero who awakened the demon god again!"
Na Duoduo's vigorous figure flies towards the distance! time! Time is precious!
Only the laughter of the two devils, "Miehaha, big breasts and big butt!" lasted in the air for a long time.
Forty years!
Na Duoduo's face has completely shed scales, revealing a sharp-edged face. Although the enchanting look is pleasing to the eye, Na Duoduo himself is very dissatisfied, until one day he fought with a group of black stone beast emperors and was killed by a poisoned beast emperor. Picking out a hideous scar on his face, from top to bottom from the corner of the eye to the jaw, he was satisfied, and even happily released the poisoned black-skinned beast emperor who was scared out of shit because of this "handsome" scar My husband is naughty: the evil president is not easy to mess with. It made enchanting speechless.
The eighty-eighth stone pillar was found, and the wrinkles on Old Yam's brow were as deep as the cracked earth in the demon world. But he never told Natati, who was getting more and more agitated by the imminent realization of his dream, about his worries in solitary contemplation.
Na Duoduo went out to hunt again, leaving only Old Yam and Yao Yao sitting in a peaceful pile of rocks.
Enchanting and speechless, she looked at the old man with a bad complexion. His weakness was not faked, he was not powerful, he was not a hidden master, he was not a mysterious old evildoer, and he was even more incompetent than ordinary demons. He is an old lunatic who is too weak in the demon world, an old man who is aging rapidly in the years.
No one knows how long he will live.
Survive the next decade? next year? Or... tomorrow
Old Yam was panting heavily, unable to even chew the food left by Na Duoduo. Still drawing those complicated symbols on the ground, the symbols under his sword are getting closer and closer to completeness, almost carrying some power of formation symbols that enchanting people can perceive.
"Hey! Isn't this the crazy old Yam?" A sneering voice suddenly came from the enchanting ears who were paying attention to the old blind man.
Raising her head, Enchanting saw a gray and white face of a demon old man. She vaguely remembered that it was the powerful old demon Kiel who wanted to take away Na Duoduo on the 60th Heavenly God Pillar 40 years ago. .
For the sixth-rank God of War, forty years hadn't changed the old devil's appearance much. But for Yamu, who is no more than a Tier 1 God of War, forty years is enough for him to not even be able to lift a crutch.
Enchanting immediately stopped between old Kiel and old Yam. If she could, she would break Kiel's neck when he said the second sentence!
"Cough, cough, cough..." Old Yam coughed for a while, raised his head and fell into silence, his proud hearing was also aging with time.
"Who are you?" Yam couldn't even recognize that the demon who walked in front of him was an acquaintance who had met once.
"Hahahaha! Old Yam, why are you so weak, are you still alive?" Old Kiel laughed wildly, stepped forward, stepped over his enchanting body trembling with anger, and kicked Old Yam's blind eyes hard !
Boom!
One sound!
Yam, who couldn't even withstand the gust of wind, naturally staggered and fell to the ground immediately, and the magic horn was knocked in two on the ground. Blood spilled from his mouth.
"Hahahaha!" The insolent Keir laughed even louder.
"Old Yam, you are such a waste! Back then, you still forcibly left behind the junior I liked. Don't you know how famous Kiel and I were as a guide in Knuckle City? The junior taught by me, None of them are lower than the fifth rank! It's you trash who refuted my face!"
Kiel proudly pointed to a fourth-order demon boy beside him. He laughed loudly and said, "I never expected to meet you today! Have you found the pillar? Has your cute little junior finally escaped from your mercy and left you? A food waste like you is simply unworthy of being born." come out!"
"Let me end your pain!" Keir is really a narrow-minded old madman who counts pennies and pennies, but after forty years, he still doesn't forget to hit his opponent when he is weakest. While grinning grinningly, he led his new companion towards Yam who was lying on the ground!
Faced with the unprovoked beating, Old Yam didn't say a single word of begging for mercy, but when he heard that Kiel was going to forcibly deprive him of his life, the old blind man suddenly showed an expression of extreme panic!
"Lord Kiel, Lord Kiel." Regardless of his broken magic horn, Old Yam got up humbly and kowtowed in pain: "Please, let old Yam survive, my dream will come true soon Please, killing old Yam is easier for you than killing a black stone cub, but old Yam needs this extra day of life, which is very precious to me! Tomorrow, tomorrow I can Find the eighty-eighth Heaven-reaching Divine Pillar, and Happiness will once again rule the land of the demons."
Old Yam's stammering and hasty pleading made Kiel and his companions laugh wildly.
"Ahahahaha! A lunatic is a lunatic! To be so obsessed! I laughed so hard! My stomach hurts from laughing so hard!"
"The happiness of the demons? The demons are very happy now! Unfortunately, only you are an old lunatic who has nothing to do and doesn't work hard all day long. If there are too many lazy scum like you, the demons will be unlucky!"
Keel laughed loudly, while instructing his accomplices to practice with old Yam's life.
"It's so boring, such a weak old guy is not as good as an adult black stone beast." The boy who was walking with Kiel took out the silver knife on his waist.
don't want!
Gritting her teeth enchantingly, she just wanted to turn into a demon immediately and tear the two villains in front of her to pieces!
The moment she thought about it...
Click!
The sneer of the demon boy who just showed his silver knife froze in the corner of his mouth. The body suddenly split in half!
"You are not allowed to laugh at Yam and my dreams!"
Surrounded by majestic dark spiritual power, Na Duoduo came from afar with a gloomy face! Step by step, the burning body melted the gravel on the ground into a river!
"Ah!" Kilton, whose feet were weak from the fright, yelled heart-piercingly!
How can it be!
Why is that kid still by Old Yam's side? Why...why did he follow Yamu, that trash, and still be promoted to the terrifying eighth-rank god of war
"No… "
Before he could finish his sentence, Keir's silver-gray body exploded into blood mist in the sky!
"This is a dream! You trash can't be trampled on!"
A king's air suddenly erupted from Na Duoduo's body!
Looking at the broken magic horn of Old Yamu, Na Duoduo couldn't help but join forces with the instantly dead Kiel and his wicked apprentice to kill another 10,000 times!
He hugged the old Yam's body with bloodshot eyes.
"Yam, Yam, the last divine pillar found me, our dream is about to come true! I will take you there now, you must hold on!"
The magic horn was broken, as if all five were injured. For Yamu, whose vitality was already too low, this was enough damage to kill him immediately, but the old Yamu just bit his lip, and said firmly to Naduoduo seriously. nod.
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