low-key warlock

hawaii.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the International Magic World Conference officially started.

There were not so many routine opening remarks, and the meeting directly entered the key topic-the representative of Huaxia Shanmen explained the current calculated time and place for the opening of the magic gate.

Master Zhixuan said with a serious expression: "After the joint calculations of the masters of the international magic circle, my Huaxia Mountain Gate, and the international Buddhist tantric monks, it is basically confirmed that the opening of the magic gate will be in the middle of May 2008. , there are a total of six opening locations, namely the Kunlun Mountains in Northwest China in Asia, Sendai in Northeast Japan, Greenland in North America, the Alps near the Brenner Pass in the southern German and Austrian borders in Europe, and the Congo region in Africa Nyamuragira Volcano area, at the southern foot of Mount Cook in the South Island of New Zealand. The location can be confirmed, but the exact location requires on-the-spot investigation, and the opening time of the magic gate can only be limited to within a week, and, It is not ruled out that abnormal conditions will accelerate the opening of the magic door, such as extreme natural phenomena, or, for example, man-made..."

In the venue, warlocks from all over the country began to discuss in whispers.

On the rostrum, Master Zhixuan paused for a while, and when everyone's discussion gradually subsided, he continued: "Considering the uneven distribution of magic powers around the world, and once the magic door is opened, it must be opened as soon as possible. To kill demons and seal demon gates, therefore, we must convene this meeting in advance to discuss and make a specific division of labor."

"Of course, due to various reasons, the techniques for sealing the magic door are different in different parts of the world, so it is even more necessary to come up with a specific plan in advance..."

Su Chunfeng sat under the stage, slightly closing his eyes and meditating.

……

Huaxia, the vast Kunlun in the northwest, is being shrouded in darkness and blizzards.

Diao Ping walked on the snow.

He heard the roar of an engine, coming from the whistling and raging snowstorm, getting closer and closer, and he was a little surprised-in such weather, there should be no vehicles on this road. After entering the mountain, almost For an hour, he didn't come across a single car.

So he couldn't help laughing as a prank. In this environment, at two or three o'clock in the morning, the driver suddenly found someone...

Will you be scared?

The roar of the engine was getting closer, the light beams of the headlights were blocked by the dense snow curtain, and a small passenger car appeared in the violent snowstorm.

Relatively.

It's that car!

When passing by, Diao Ping found that it was the vehicle he was tracking, and there was no one else in the vehicle except the two drivers.

The two drivers were obviously intimidated. The speed of the car was extremely slow and their vision was extremely poor. It was only when they almost passed by that they saw someone walking on the side of the road in the wind and snow, so they were shocked. Obviously braked a bit, then sped up and skidded on the mountain road, almost jumped down and crashed the car. Fortunately, the driver was very experienced and controlled the car steadily. It's flat, so Quan regards himself as being dazzled.

Diao Ping smiled in the wind and snow, thinking that the driver would be surprised when he met Master.

He didn't worry that the two ascetic monks and Cai Xian had crossed the border because of the car's return.Because even without the guidance of the fairy root-seeking bird, he can now clearly sense Cai Xian's position in this extreme weather, which is less than one kilometer away from him.

Also, they walk slowly.

Maybe it's the difficult mountain road, maybe it's because you're waiting for me deliberately?

Diao Ping didn't have the slightest worry or fear, nor was he in a hurry to perform spells to launch an attack. His heart was so peaceful at this moment.

far away.

Covered by mountain walls and trees, the turning point with almost no wind and snow is a cliff a few meters away.

The two ascetic monks clasped together and bowed to Amitabha Buddha. Looking at Cai Xian who was frightened and angry, he said respectfully but confidently: "The almsgiver has committed many evils. My Buddha is merciful to give the almsgiver a chance to repent. If the almsgiver survives this catastrophe , will surely become a Buddha."

"Is it fate or my luck?" Cai Xian was already in despair.

"Amitabha……"

The two ascetic monks turned and strode away, and soon disappeared into the snowy night.

Feeling the undisguised coldness of Diao Ping in the distance, looking at the cliffs, the raging dense snow, listening to the howling wind at the pass, looking up at the sky, the dark night, rustling snowflakes, Cai Xian showed despair The self-deprecating smile at that time, is this life going to be buried in such a place?

He knew that Diao Ping could launch a magical attack at any time, and he couldn't escape.

He also knew that the reason why Diao Ping was not in a hurry to launch an attack was to make him suffer from this kind of fear, remorse, helplessness, and despair.

far.

Across the cliff, between the peaks and cliffs on the opposite side, two old masters in Taoist robes are like real immortals in the world, quietly looking through the heavy snow and night, looking at the place that can avoid the wind and snow, with peaceful expressions—— ——Qimen Jianghu is reckless, even if Su Chunfeng, Tie Guaxian, Wang Qimin, Luo Tonghua and others do the calculations, how can they figure it out, forcing Diao Ping into a demon, why should others fight, why stop him from revenge?Becoming a demon and becoming a demon, in fact, they all care about making things difficult for themselves.

There is a demon in his heart, and the demon is strong.

Last winter, Sixteen Vajras, an eminent Buddhist tantric monk, made an outrageous attack. It was already calculated that if he could not be killed, he would inevitably stir up his calm demons. Even if he was suppressed, the demons were only suppressed, but Not disappearing.

This is fate.

It is an inescapable fate that has always existed as a trick inheritor for thousands of years.

Diao Ping, who was walking in the wind and snow, suddenly thought of something. He was not in a hurry to attack Cai Xian. It seemed that he was becoming more stable and calm, not arrogant or rash, but in fact... on the contrary, he was more hostile, subconscious Zhong wants to torture Cai Xian, it is the intensification of hatred, and it is the evil spirit.So Diao Ping abandoned his previous plan without hesitation, and brazenly used spells to launch an attack.

Two invisible hatchets broke through the invisible snow curtain, and killed Cai Xian in an instant.

Already in despair, Cai Xian decided to fight with all his might for the last time in his life. With a wave of his hand, he cast his magical weapon, the Volunteer Seal, which fell like a tower in the air, suppressing the two hatchets.

However, although Voldemort is a high-grade magic weapon, how can it compare to Diao Ping's two invisible top-grade magic weapons?

Moreover, the difference in cultivation, the difference in attack power of spells...

It's almost a disparity.

The two hatchet knives froze slightly, one pierced Fu Diyin, and the other pierced Cai Xian.

Cai Xian waved his hand to perform the spell, and the spell covered his body for defense.

The long road is winding and winding, 500 meters.

The dense snow curtain was suddenly swept away.

The pitch-black night seemed to be dispelled by the berserk spell attack fluctuations formed by the aura of heaven and earth. On this winding mountain road, the night was light and thin for hundreds of meters, as hazy as the morning sky.Diao Ping strode forward, silently chanting spells to cast spells, one thought gave birth to a dragon, one hand captured the dragon, dragged and impacted, impacted... and then suddenly threw it out!

Dragon Slayer of Deceit!

Cai Xian looked ferocious, bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood, sacrificed and burned his cultivation base, fighting to the death!

Looking at this scene, the two real people sighed lightly, and waved the whisk to cast spells. The snow curtain flying on the cliff became more and more dense, and there was faint yellowish light shining, reflecting the falling snowflakes, which was magnificent , the light yellow light is getting brighter and stronger.

Finally, the snow curtain and the night were no longer able to stop, and in the huge airspace of the cliff, countless tangible but insubstantial yellow gossip patterns, yin and yang fish and Tai Chi diagrams appeared, the individual was slowly rotating, but the whole was rotating according to the precise law ,unpredictable!

The array is complete.

Hao Haoran, stretches endlessly.

Below the bright yellow magic array, deep in the cliff, black mist gradually appeared.

To be precise, it is not a black mist, but a black void that is difficult to describe in words. It is not big, it may be the size of a needle tip, but it will make people feel that there is a universe in the sky——Buddhist saying "one sand and one world , one leaf and one bodhi", just like this black void.

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hawaii.

At the ongoing International Magic Circle Conference, masters from all over the world were either discussing softly or giving speeches to explain their thoughts.

Suddenly, Luo Tonghua and Zhixuan, who were sitting on the rostrum, took out their mobile phones to answer the call almost one after the other.

Luo Tonghua's expression instantly became serious.

Under the stage, Su Chunfeng narrowed his eyes, his gaze was cold and severe.

In the venue, it was quiet, and everyone was looking at the rostrum.

Master Zhixuan who put down his phone coughed twice, and said lightly: "Just now I received a sudden news that in the Kunlun Mountains in the northwest of China, the magic gate suddenly opened. A number of experts are observing and calculating the specific location of the opening of the magic gate in the Kunlun Mountains. Judging from the current degree of sudden opening of the magic gate, it should be suppressed, but it cannot be sealed, because the opening of the magic gate is very small, like a demon. try."

There were uproars from the audience.

The magic door, is this about to open?

……

……

In the vast Kunlun Mountains.

The huge black dragon roared ferociously and rushed over, but when it launched a wave of offensive towards Cai Xian, it suddenly seemed to be attracted by the magic circle in the cliff, twisted its body and rushed towards the magic circle under the cliff, and then used The speed visible to the naked eye escaped into the small, endless black void.

Weird and mysterious.

Diao Ping rushed to the corner and saw the mysterious scene in the cliff.

Cai Xian vomited blood continuously and unknowingly retreated more than 20 meters away.

The two ascetic monks who had left before suddenly appeared beside Cai Xian, each of them stretched out a hand, grabbed Cai Xian's arm, and quickly fled away.

A dragon slaying hand quietly disappeared.

Diao Ping knew that he had severely injured Cai Xian, but the Dragon Slayer shouldn't have disappeared, he should have killed Cai Xian on the spot.

Under the cliff, what is that bright yellow magic circle, that nothingness black?

Diao Ping stood on the edge of the cliff, his eyes were attracted.

Then he was horrified to find that when his eyes looked at the nothingness under the magic circle, it seemed to be swallowed up, and he couldn't take back what was passed to his mind, so that he knew that there was blackness there, but his mind clearly knew that it's black...

This is an extremely contradictory and strange phenomenon that cannot be described.

At the moment when he sensed something was wrong, as if his whole heart was attracted, Diao Ping wanted to escape, but he couldn't escape from it.

He stood on the edge of the cliff in a daze, looking down.

In an instant, his thoughts crossed time and space and returned to his childhood.

Scenes of the past, appearing in front of your eyes, in your heart.

There is laughter, there is family affection, so there is happiness.

There is pain, there is despair, and there is hatred.

Because the fierce fighting ended suddenly, Wang Qimin, who noticed the abnormality, quickened his pace and finally arrived at the turning point of the winding mountain road.

He saw the clear figure of Diao Ping reflected by the bright yellow light below the cliff.

"Pingwa..." Wang Qimin called softly.

"Pingwa!" Wang Qimin roared loudly: "The void is like you, so you are free!"

Diao Ping's figure trembled.

Suddenly!

A small opening was opened in the huge bright yellow magic formation below the cliff, or a small piece was swallowed by the endless darkness below, so during the swift process of swallowing, some black tangible things were spit out backwards, and passed through. The small hole suddenly vacated above the magic circle.

Diao Ping performed the spell completely subconsciously, and launched an attack on those things.

Wang Qimin cast the spell without hesitation—half of the heavenly book unfolded.

In the calm valley pass, a sudden gust of wind swept through, and the blizzard fell like torrential rain.

"The magic door is open!"

Both Wang Qimin and Diao Ping knew in their hearts that they might face this day.

But as long as Diao Ping does not become a demon, even if Diao Ping is blamed for the opening of the Demon Gate, so what?

In the ten thousand zhang cliff, the huge art formation closed up to block the small gap.

And in mid-air, in the night with violent wind and snow.

Several ferocious and huge black monsters roared and roared in the air, and then swooped down on Wang Qimin and Diao Ping who attacked first.

The ferocious magical power swept through several monsters in an instant, locking them firmly.

They struggle to get in.

At this moment, Diao Ping and Wang Qimin finally saw the images of these monsters clearly, but they couldn't give a specific description in their hearts—a total of seven weird monsters, of different sizes, shapes and colors The big ones are like a three-story villa, while the small ones are like ordinary pigs and dogs. Some have legs, feet, and heads that look like humans, while others look like fierce birds and beasts. Bald and hairless, some are real, while others are illusory and transparent.

Roaring and struggling, but silent.

Wang Qimin and Diao Ping could sense that the strongest of these monsters was at the mid-stage of Qi Refining among Warlocks, and the weakest was at the Pure Body state.

Facing these seven demons, Wang Qimin and Diao Ping, master and apprentice, had no fear.

Half-step heavenly book out of the magic circle, lock the three monsters, quickly restrain them and kill them.The two hatchets are like magic weapons, designed to kill monsters, and killed four monsters in an instant!

But the master and apprentice stood on the edge of the cliff, not daring to relax.

In the short fierce battle, although they won easily, they could clearly perceive that the seven monsters had no weapons, but had innate magic weapon defense power, and the attack power of the seven monsters was extremely powerful.This is only seven, if it is seventy, seven hundred...

"Pingwa, what happened to you just now?" Wang Qimin asked softly, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the emptiness and blackness under the huge magic circle that was about to disappear.

Diao Ping was stunned for a moment, the scenes of the past that had appeared in his mind before suddenly emerged collectively.

He roared to the sky!

His eyes were as red as blood!

Immediately, Diao Ping turned around and looked to the west—it was snowing heavily in the night, and the bright yellow light emitted by the huge magic circle under the cliff did not affect the space outside the cliff—Diao Ping thought of two ascetic monks , took Cai Xian away.

rescued? !

On the other side of the cliff, the two real people swung their whisks, and the magic formation in the cliff slowly faded away, and the black void and the magic formation disappeared at the same time.

Wind and snow raged across the empty cliffs.

Wang Qimin withdrew his gaze, and looked at Diao Ping, whose aura was extremely manic, in horror, and hastily stretched out a hand to grab Diao Ping's wrist, using his own strength to suppress his surging aura and essence, and shouted at the same time: "Pingwa, the void is like you, you are free..."

Diao Ping shook Wang Qimin away with a sharp wave, and rushed towards the dark night like a swift cheetah.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in Diao Ping's mind - the two ascetic monks should not be allowed to rescue Cai Xian...

Ten years of bloody feud!

Three years of long pursuit of revenge!

Childhood happiness, childhood encounters, childhood sufferings, grief and hatred, today is about to avenge the big revenge, the enemy was rescued in front of my eyes, no breath, no feeling at all—Cai Xian, gone where?Buddhism Tantra, why save people! !

The hostility is rampant, and the plan is like a devil.

Who can stop him? !

"Pingwa!" Wang Qimin roared, and hurriedly chased after him, but how could he catch up with Diao Ping?

Between the cliffs opposite the cliff.

The two real people looked at each other, and they both frowned and thought - could it be that Diao Ping really doesn't have a heart for tricks?Isn't it in the fate of the inheritor of tricks in the thousands of years of history?

As such...

Could it be that the mountain gate accidentally injured someone?

That's it.

After all, he is the inheritor of trickery.

According to the records of the secrets of the mountain gate, when tricks reappear in the world, the killers have their own destiny to bear, and the demons in the heart will become demons if they are easy to manifest, and if they become demons, they will be killed by Qimen Jianghu—the fate of the inheritors of tricks, Shanmen Deliberate indulgence, swept away the filth and dirt of the rivers and lakes, and then fell!

But Diao Ping doesn't seem to necessarily become a demon...

The masters of the Buddhist tantric sect seemed to be aware of this, so they sent the two ascetic monks who had left to return again to take Cai Xian away, in order to intensify the inner demons of Tiao Ping—the great enmity will be avenged, but he came out Unexpected changes, the enemy escaped from birth.The magic gate and the magic circle that sealed the magic gate have caused the potential demons to make troubles, how can they not become demons?

Enchanted, enchanted.

The difference of one word makes a world of difference.

a few kilometers away.

In a hidden place in the mountains, two ascetic monks clasped their hands together and recited scriptures in a low voice.

Cai Xian shrank on the cold ground, leaning against the stone wall.His face was full of bitterness, but there was the joy and excitement of escaping from the sky—although sacrificing one’s body and cultivating one’s self-cultivation has become useless, but in the end...you can count it as escaping this calamity, being rescued by an eminent Buddhist tantric monk, how many more lives can you live? Years, it is better than being killed by Diao Ping.What's more, he escaped like this, Diao Ping must be going crazy?

Thinking of this, Cai Xian became more and more happy. If he hadn't been severely injured, he would have laughed out loud.

Dark night.

There is only snow and the raging roar of the wind all around.

Others, can it be regarded as silence?

A black shadow flashed suddenly, and the two ascetic monks who were silently chanting scriptures suddenly glared, and turned to look at the place where the shadow flashed, and there was nothing.

Things are now.

Blood burst out.

The first thing to appear is the knife.

The burst of blood light was the light reflected by the cold light of the blade from the blood that the blade cut through the throats of the two ascetic monks.

Dressed in black, Tu Xiluo didn't even look at the two ascetic monks who hadn't fallen to the ground, grabbed Cai Xian by the collar with one hand, and dragged him out of the hidden place of the stone wall, jumping and walking slowly .Finally, I stood on the road with a foot of snow.

Cai Xian was in unbearable pain all over his body, but he was unable to cry out in pain, and could only moan unceasingly.

Tu Xiao, who was dressed in black, dragged him forward in the snow.

In the hidden place in the mountains, the two ascetic monks whose throats had been cut did not fall to the ground, nor did they fight back.

Diao Ping, who was almost obsessed, rushed forward, broke through layers of snow and night, and then stopped suddenly.

There is a battle between heaven and man in my heart!

More than ten meters away, it was snowing heavily.

Tu Xiyao dragged the dying Cai Xian into the thick snow, stopped and said, "Diao Ping, Su Chunfeng has great expectations for you, and tried his best to prevent you from becoming a demon, so , Cai Xian can’t run away...don’t thank me, when you recover, just fight with me.”

After saying that, Tu Xilu turned the sharp dagger in one hand and walked away on the snow.

Diao Ping lost his mind for a moment and was stunned. After nearly three years of tempering, reason gradually gained the upper hand. After Tu Xiyao passed him by, he walked up to Cai Xian.

"You are going to die." Diao Ping said flatly.

Cai Xian didn't say a word, just lay on the ground and looked at Diao Ping absently.

"You know what your fate is right now, so you don't have too much pain and regret." Diao Ping sighed, and said: "But I don't have the pleasure of getting revenge, so even if I just watched Watching you die in pain in front of me, I wouldn't be too happy, but you have a little bit of joy because of it, it's too unfair."

Cai Xian grinned: "You are very smart, very talented, and practice deception, but I have tortured you for so many years..."

"Yeah, so my revenge is not over yet."

"You..." Cai Xian's eyes widened suddenly: in an instant, he seemed to be returning to the light, and his whole body was full of strength. He struggled to get up, knelt in the snow and kowtowed, while begging: "The rules of the world are not as good as wives and children. Ping, I beg you, don't kill them, I beg you, you can torture me however you want, I beg you, let them go..."

"This depends on your performance, whether you can move my heart that is about to become a demon." Diao Ping smiled, with blood dripping from the corner of his lips, and turned to leave.

Cai Xian stared blankly at Diao Ping's back, then kowtowed violently.

Kowtow more than.

Although he didn't know whether this would achieve his goal, he still had to kowtow, and then kowtow...until he fell to the ground powerlessly and his energy was cut off.

Die, don't rest in peace.

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At the International Magic Circle Conference in Hawaii.

Su Chunfeng tapped the table lightly with his middle finger, three times in a row. Through the microphone in front of him, the sound of knocking on the table resounded throughout the audience, so the venue, which was full of discussions, fell silent.

Su Chunfeng said indifferently: "I have something to say, I have to say hello to all of you here, on the Qimen rivers and lakes of Huaxia, the warlocks of the Pingyang Department, I, Su Chunfeng, can't defeat Gong Hu, Tie Guaxian, Master Shi Linhuan, and Wang Qimin Diao Ping, master and apprentice, formally formed the Pingyang Sect after negotiation..."

Total uproar.

On the podium, Master Zhixuan was stunned.

Su Chunfeng knocked on the table again.

The hall fell silent.

"It's a coincidence." Su Chunfeng looked at Master Zhixuan on the rostrum, and said with a smile: "I, the elder Wang Qimin of the Pingyang Sect, and my disciple Diao Ping are currently looking for the enemy Cai Xian, the master of the Fudi Gate, in the Kunlun Mountains in the northwest. The previous conflicts and conflicts with Shanmen and Buddhist Tantric Sect, I think it is necessary to tell Master Zhixuan and the eminent monks of Buddhist Tantric Sect here that there are signs of the opening of the Demon Gate in Kunlun Mountain, and everyone should deal with it together. If the people in the mountain gate use an excuse to attack Wang Qimin and Diao Ping, then the Pingyang Sect will definitely launch a counterattack as quickly as possible!"

"The opening of the magic door, what if it has something to do with Diao Ping?" Master Zhixuan said coldly, "What if Diao Ping became a demon?"

Su Chunfeng said indifferently: "Handing it over to the internal handling of Pingyang Sect will naturally give an explanation to the world. If I, the people of Pingyang Sect, let Shanmen or Buddhist Tantric Sect help to clean up the sect, how can the Pingyang Sect that has just been established be in the future?" Look up in the rivers and lakes?"

"you……"

"Okay, that's all I'll say. Let's discuss how to deal with the opening of the magic door. This is the top priority." Su Chunfeng stopped the topic.

Luo Tonghua, who was also sitting on the rostrum, smiled and said to the audience: "In response to the opening of the magic gate, we should arrange many experts to go to other places where the magic gate opens. There are many, and there are many masters."

Master Zhixuan frowned and closed his eyes.

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In the Kunlun Mountains of China.

Undisturbed by the wind and snow, the two immortal old men stood quietly among the cliffs—so Diao Ping, Wang Qimin, and the descendants of the Killing Sect were allowed to leave Kunlun?

How is this possible?

The planning and arrangement took so long, almost all the masters of the mountain gate came out, even a few of their old guys who had been practicing in seclusion for decades came out.

But with such a result, no one would be reconciled to it!

Perhaps now, killing Wang Qimin, Diao Ping, and the descendants of the Shashengmen in this vast Kunlun is the best choice, right?

Even if it is, the two old guys have been contaminated with the world so much that they have no hope of returning to their true self.

Also, worth it!

But as soon as such an idea appeared in his mind, a handsome little Taoist priest came out from behind the boulder and said respectfully: "Master, Master just sent a message from the universe, and Su Chunfeng openly informed the world at the International Magic Circle Conference, Pingyang sect warlocks have established Pingyang sect, Wang Qimin is the elder of Pingyang sect, Diao Ping is the disciple of Pingyang sect."

The two old men looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

That's it.

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