The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1680 The Demon Race is the Seal of the Subduing Demon Pestle!

Feng Canglan's eyes were gloomy, "It turned out to be for suppression!"

"Seal the Demon Subduing Pestle!"

Jun Shiyu's fox eyes moved slightly, but there was no surprise in them.

What Lanlan said was exactly what he had guessed about this matter.

When the swords of the gods stabbed at the blood moon, all the demons in the demon realm were crying in pain, which is enough to explain everything.

"These demons are the last seal of the Subduing Demon Pestle."

"The demons have immortal reincarnation, they will never die, even if they die, they will be reborn."

"The Demon Race will last forever."

"This seal will never be broken."

"The Demon Race is the seal of the Subduing Demon Pestle!"

The ban on the subduing magic pestle is lifted, unless the demons are all dead.

And the demons have immortal reincarnation and will never die.

The person who sealed it really didn't intend to let future generations untie the demon pestle!
why?
The subduing magic pestle can strip the life of the demon god, and stripping the life of the devil is not a bad thing from any angle.

"So, this is simply a forbidden seal that cannot be broken!"

The last seal of the subduing magic pestle is constructed by the lives of all the demons in the demon realm.

Immediately, Feng Canglan's stopped smile spread again, crazy and insane.

After a lot of hard work, I finally found the Jiangmo pestle.

Seeing that it can be included in the bag, seeing that it is about to succeed.

Zong Zhengyu's hope of stripping the demon god's fate is in sight.

As a result, as excited as I was just now, I am disappointed now.

In an instant, he fell from the clouds to hell.

He hit the door with one kick, but fell to pieces.

Watching the Jiangmo pestle here, I can see it, but I can't feel it or use it.

This is an eternal, inextricable seal!
"Why is this happening!"

Feng Canglan's mentality immediately collapsed, since he didn't want anyone to find him, why did he leave traces.

Why not just destroy it!

To be about to gain and then to be completely lost is more unacceptable than never!
She spends so much time!So many experiences!

The demons are immortal, and the seal will last forever.

"Lan'er."

Seeing Feng Canglan's intense emotions, Feng Canglan stepped forward to hold her and comforted him softly.

Before touching it, Feng Canglan opened it with one hand, his red eyes were full of anger that had no place to vent, and his tone was unusually calm, "Now you are happy."

"You are satisfied."

"The Subduing Demon Pestle will never appear in the world forever, and you will not be stripped of the Demon God's life."

Zong Zhengyu's hands froze when he was slapped away, and his heart froze when he met Shangfeng Canglan's angry and calm eyes, his eyes were calm and serious, "Lan'er, I hope to strip the demon god's life more than anyone else."

"I want to never, ever, ever."

His dark pupils looked like torches, "Together with Lan'er."

Facing Zong Zhengyu's extremely serious eyes, Feng Canglan's anger welling up in his heart instantly vented.

She took a long breath and forced a smile, "Sorry, I'm a little emotional."

"I'll be alone first."

Feng Canglan left quickly, noticing that someone behind her told her to slow down her pace, "Don't follow, I just want to be alone right now."

Zong Zhengyu stopped following the steps.

Feng Canglan disappeared without a trace, only two figures stood apart under the blood moon.

"If you want to get the Subduing Demon Pestle, you need to break the restriction seal first."

"This prohibition seal is the life of the entire demon race." Jun Shiyu turned his gaze to Zong Zhengyu, and said in a gloomy voice, "and the demon race has immortality."

This seal restriction will last forever.

Zong Zhengyu ignored him, glanced at Jun Shiyu and left.

Looking at the leaving figure, Jun Shiyu withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

inside the palace

Feng Canglan stood quietly under the jacaranda tree, her eyes were out of focus and her face was calm.

Inside the hall, Zong Zhengyu looked at the figure under the tree through two rows of lights.

After staring for a long time, he suddenly closed his eyes to cover up the expression in them, "Lan'er, I'm sorry."

(End of this chapter)