When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Author:Cat Bubble Bath
Category:Martial Arts
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Last Updated:12/16/2024


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Anonymous question: I have been stuck in the devil’s path for nine thousand years, and now it’s too late to switch to the righteous path!
Antarctic Immortal: This is naturally possible. As the saying goes, men are afraid of getting into the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. If you choose the wrong direction, it will be futile to work hard for 100,000 years. I think the little brother has only been possessed for 9,000 years, and the sunk cost is not very big. Spend 10,000 to 20,000 years, study hard, and switch to our right path. In the future If you take the exam and go to work in heaven, who will live in that day knows who you are. ”
Jiuyou Demon Ancestor: "Don't listen to the nonsense of the old man above. Although our demon path does not follow a formal system, we are promoted very quickly. If you come here for another ten thousand years, I will guarantee you a position as a demon king. You go to the righteous path and join the three How can a boy in Tianshiyuan survive to become a meritorious person in ten thousand years and fifty thousand years? There is a pit full of carrots and the second generation of Dao is rampant. The water is very deep!"
Anonymous: "Well, boss, I am already a demon king."
Blood Sea Demon Ancestor: "Don't think that I don't know who you are. I'm still alive and you're just thinking about changing jobs. I advise you to figure out your own magic method and practice philosophy first."
Tang Yuan looked at the answer from the Blood Sea Demon Ancestor and sighed: "It seems that the severance compensation is no longer available."

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Chapter 1 One wave of destruction and one rebirth

Chapter 1 A wave of destruction and a rebirth

“Wake up, wake up.”

A burst of noise woke Tang Yuan up. He slowly opened his eyes and stared blankly in front of him. This ugly face.

"How many years has it been since I last saw him, 20,000 years or 30,000 years?" Tang Yuan stood up slowly, looking down at his hands.

Those are a pair of white, soft hands that are not stained with a trace of blood. They have not yet been trained to be a spiritual treasure harder than the
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