-Demon Lord-

This is a gorgeous but outrageous legend. The heroine is sinister and powerful, pretending to be a pig and eating tigers to conquer the world. In the Demon-Slaying Continent, a sword master can defeat thousands of armies with a snap of his fingers, and a spiritual saint can overturn mountains and rivers with a wave of his hand. When Feng Qi traveled to this strange continent, the pattern of fate also changed at this moment. While everyone was mocking, ridiculing, and even taking the opportunity to cause trouble because of her failure to advance in strength, the latter was secretly thinking about her homemade secret weapons while secretly remembering the ugly faces of these people in her heart. Once he succeeds, everyone will definitely punish him! She holds the whip of destiny and cuts through the thorns. She stepped on the top of the starry sky, and her blood spattered the earth. She has the potential to be as stunning as a monster! Shocking cultivation speed! Incredible beast taming techniques! She is the orphan of the demon god who has been sealed for thousands of years. ---- "Don't give it? Take away the spiritual power." "Don't accept it? Kill him and silence him." The corner of her lips raised slightly. This was not overbearing, but just debt collection! Among the cherry blossoms flying all over the sky, the floor-length black hair and white robes were fluttering. The handsome face was engraved with deep sadness. There was only that little person in the white and hollow pupils. He said: "Feng Shitian, can you let me listen to your thoughts? Can you let me be your friend? But not just a friend. Can you let me like you?" "My heart is like the ocean, able to accommodate all souls, but it can only tolerate one 'love'!" Standing with their backs facing each other, her hair was flying, but she could not hide the trace of vicissitudes on her face. ---- Episode one: Waving the jade fan in his little hand, Feng Shitian walked in front of him swaggeringly, "Well, this one is pretty good, I'll take it." "This one is not bad, take it." "This... And this... Take it." I saw her little hand, and the beasts who were touched couldn't help but tremble. Finally, a certain beast couldn't stand it anymore, and said tremblingly: "Sir, you see that you want so many of our beasts. It doesn't take up a lot of space in your fantasy beast. How about..." Why don't you just stop accepting it? It's just that a certain beast really didn't dare to say this. "Yes, Master. We must accept beasts that are actually usable. These beasts are not as strong as me!" A certain ginseng spirit waved its fist angrily, its eyes full of provocation. "Little brat, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! Master, I have thought this through carefully!" A certain Feng smiled evilly. "This, Master, is a matter of careful consideration." A certain beast's forehead twitched and he couldn't help but remind him. "Shit, I said it's deep thinking, it's just deep thinking! How can it be cooked without fire?" Hearing this, the beasts fell to the ground one after another, foaming at the mouth and twitching all over.