A Demonic Cultivator's Desire to Survive

In the battle between immortals and demons, the demon army was defeated and the demon king was killed. Zhan Ling fell into a large pile of corpses of demonic soldiers. When he was in a trance, a fairy bell sounded softly. He tried his best to open his eyes that were blurred by blood, reached out and grabbed a piece of clothes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Help me. Seeking help from the immortals was a stupid and fatal move. But the immortal seemed to be thinking, and then slowly squatted down. Zhan Ling could only vaguely feel that he had long snow-white hair, which slightly brushed his cheek. "Okay. " Is the sweet and gentle voice of the immortal. * Zhan Ling was rescued by the most kind-hearted immortal in the immortal world. His strength was even more powerful and mysterious than the immortal emperor, and no one dared to stop him. The entire immortal world, including Zhan Ling, felt that the immortals were too kind. Until Zhan Ling accidentally broke into the Yuquan forbidden area and caught a glimpse of the immortal's naked back. The black totem of the demon spread, in sharp contrast with the snow-white hair. He fell to the ground in shock, and the immortal walked slowly in front of him, with his gentle and graceful eyes slightly lowered, and touched the broken magic horn on his head. "Long time no see. "The black pupils full of compassion have become as red as blood jade. —— *Do whatever you want+Dual identity+A white-haired beauty who can destroy the three realms at a glance+Strong desire to survive+Scars on the face+Strong demon cultivation Intention:.