Misery mixed in the secluded world to be the devil king

Chapter 122
Jian Langya stepped forward, amidst the eerie atmosphere.

With the ultimate sword intent, he was unmoved and spontaneous.

Suddenly, a palpitation hit my heart.

Jian Langya frowned slightly, and stopped in an instant.

Cough cough cough...

The sound of coughing sounded again, and an old man was staggering from the depths of the darkness.

His body was shaking, as if he was about to die, he might fall down at any time, and his soul would return to the underworld.

But even so, Jian Langya could feel the sword intent hidden in him so deeply that it was hard to detect.

He subconsciously looked at the old man, but at this moment he heard the old voice, and immediately said: "Ahem...don't move, if you move again, you will die!"

Startled, Jian Langya immediately stopped his movements and released his consciousness, only then did he realize that there was a woman with the same appearance as him standing behind him.

Jian Langya was shocked to discover that at some point, his soul body had separated from his physical body without even noticing it.

At this time, he was able to think, all because his soul body was enveloped by an extremely special sword intent.

Fang Neng is safe and sound, but as the daughter of Fengmo, her sword intent is not weak.

Jian Langya could feel the strength and danger of this sword intent.

Seeing him watching from the corner of his eye not far away, he would think about Yuan Zu's explanation before coming here.

Then there was a countermeasure in my mind!

"This is the legendary sword move, if you lose your mind?"

Jian Langya asked tentatively, locked the old man's body tightly from the corner of his eye, and secretly moved the back of the body, before leaving, Yuanzu Mozun left behind on his sword.

"Girl doll has such aptitude that she actually knows this trick. Your swordsmanship is not weak, who taught you?"

Hearing the old man's words, Jian Langya was able to confirm his identity, and then replied, "My sword skills were taught by my father. As for the senior sword moves, it was said by a senior in the family. , created by a master of swordsmanship. That's why I know it!"

There was a look of nostalgia in the eyes of the old man, and he asked, "What does your elder say about this move?"

Jian Langya hesitated again and again, but in the end he took what the prodigal son had said and let it go!

"Extremely sad and sad, as if lost! Taking people's lives without knowing it! The sword technique is very good, the ultimate sword intent! The purest swordsman!"

Speaking of this, the old man nodded slowly, seeming to agree with Jian Langya's words.

However, at this time, Langya heard about Jian, and changed the subject: "A sword is a good sword, and a move is a good move. The only fly in the ointment is that the people who use the sword are not very good!"

Saying that, Jian Langya turned towards the old man, feeling uneasy.

In fact, with Jian Langya's original cold personality, it's not like this!
But because the prodigal son had explained before, no matter what, his own life is the most important.

What's more, the father Jianshang Que has just returned, and the father and daughter have finally had the opportunity to renew their family relationship over the years.

In order not to make his father sad, Jian Langya also had to care about his own life.

"Cough cough...!"

A weak cough sounded, and every sound was like an alarm bell in Jian Langya's ears, making her clenched her fists subconsciously.

Immediately, I heard the old man say: "The name of your elders? How did you know this name taboo?"

"This is my uncle's prodigal son, or he can be called the original ancestor Demon Lord! Where did my uncle know the origin of this move, I don't know. But before coming here, my uncle once said that as long as I find it, I will use this move." The old man, can I make my swordsmanship go one step further?"

"Are you here to learn sword?" The old man was very surprised, secretly thinking about the person Jian Langya mentioned, after thinking for a long time, he never remembered to know such a person.

A tempting thought constantly arises in my heart.

"Do you know who this old man is?"

Jian Langya hesitated for a moment, recalling the confession of the prodigal son that day, and said decisively: "Senior should be the person who created the tricks of Chuangtian Ruoshu! Jianzong—Changri Kunyi!"

"Ahem, ahem..., girl dolls are not easy!"

Amidst the coughing sound, the old man continued to say: "It's true that the old man is Chang Ri Kun, but you are so confident, will I definitely teach you sword skills?"

Seeing that the old man did not refute, Jian Langya immediately said: "My uncle said that you can teach! Because of one person and one sword, you will definitely help me improve my swordsmanship!"

There was a dangerous aura in the old man's eyes.

He said coldly, "Say it clearly!"

Jian Langya followed with a smile, and said: "Xuanlongling is the best! The person Jianzong wants to defeat all his life, and my uncle said that if I can improve my swordsmanship, he can help you pull out the famous god! Help you, Recover to the top! But you also have to finish the year and promise the unfinished business of Xuanzun Jiutian!"

"Nine Heavens Xuanzun...?" Chang Ri Kunchan recalled the promise he had made to Nine Heavens Xuanzun.

After thinking about it, the only thing that made me look like this was the ghost domain invading the world!
Thinking of this, Changri Kunyi waved his hand, and Jian Langya's soul immediately returned to his physical body.

Immediately, I heard Chang Ri Kun said slowly: "Your aptitude is not bad, but if you want to learn swords from me, let the uncle you mentioned come here in person!"

As soon as this remark came out, he had just adapted to the physical body, and after looking inside, he confirmed that he was not under any circumstances.

Then he said: "Senior, are you serious?"

"Hmph...cough cough cough...!" Changri Kunchen snorted coldly, suppressing the discomfort in his body, and then said: "You don't need to believe it, I have a way to release the imprisonment, but I'm afraid you will die immediately. Already!"

The next moment, Jian Langya used his actions to tell Chang Ri Kun's shallowness.

I saw Jian Langya slapping the sword bag on his back, and suddenly a ray of light lit up, illuminating the surroundings.

In the light, only an illusory figure slowly emerged.

"Jian Zong Chang Ri Kun, it's really like the rumors, it's better to be famous than to meet!"

In the words, the prodigal son slowly appeared, looking at the haggard Chang Ri Kun in front of him.

It's really hard to imagine that this is actually the swordsman that both Moshi and Jiutian Xuanzun looked up to back then!
Facing the sarcasm of the prodigal son, Chang Ri Kunzhen's expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "Your Excellency, you will meet each other, is it because you are afraid?"

"Scared! Will I be afraid of you, an old man who is about to go to the ground?" The prodigal son shook his head in disapproval, and said lightly: "It's a pity that you failed to achieve Ling Jueding's last wish! Just say it! It is not difficult to pull out the famous god, but you must help me deal with Huang Quan!"

"What if I refuse?"

As a generation of kendo masters, Changri Kunzhen already has his pride.

Faced with the condition of leaving the prodigal son behind, he refused without hesitation: "The famous old man has his own way!"

"Hahaha..., I'm dying of laughter!" I saw the prodigal son leaning forward and back with a smile and said: "If you have a way, you won't be tortured into such a state by the tyrant Xiao's ghost blade! Yours The solution is Ling Jueding’s successor, Ye Xiaochai! Unfortunately, you are doomed to fail! Why do you think this is?”

Chang Ri Kun was furious, blatant threats, blatant provocations!

Regarding the original plan, Changri Kunzhen knew it well.

But the meaning of the prodigal son is also very clear, it's short of saying that if you don't teach Jian Langya, you will target yourself.

Seeing this, Chang Ri Kunzheng stared at the phantom of the prodigal son indifferently, and slowly raised his hand.

In an instant, a burst of sword energy shot out, immediately arousing the surroundings who had been soaked in the sword spirit for many years.

The sword power that has been integrated with the surrounding environment.

In an instant, countless sword qi appeared like a rainbow, rushing towards the prodigal son and Jian Langya.

"How dare you be so tricky! Chang Ri Kun, you are really old!"

As he spoke, he saw the bright light in the sword pouch behind Jian Langya's back.

A surge of pure and incomparable power of the holy devil surged out.

Immediately, centering on the prodigal son Xuying and Jian Langya, a huge Tai Chi diagram circulated endlessly.

It turned into an unbreakable shield, covering the two of them, resisting Chang Ri Kun's sword energy.

bang bang bang...

Amidst the clanging sound, Jian Langya saw the missing sword coming out of the back, and then concentrated his attention on guard, fusing the power of the supreme magic sword, and shocked the dust.

The sword that was caught off guard was concentrating on dealing with Chang Ri Kunzhen, who was swaying the power of the prodigal son, the holy devil.

Although it was discovered at the first time, it was dealt with.

But under old age and frailty, Jian Langya got close to him in an instant, piercing Chang Ri Kun's chest with a sword.

"you……"

Looking in astonishment at Jian Langya who was close at hand, in the unbelievable gaze, he saw Jian Langya's figure changing.

Quietly turning into the appearance of a prodigal son, Chang Ri Kunzhen realized at this time that he had lost his sight.

I don't know when, under the operation of the Taiji Diagram, the yin and yang poles are switched.

The Prodigal Son and Jian Langya have switched positions.

An intentional calculation and an unintentional sword immediately made the situation clear.

The prodigal son succeeded in one move, smiled lightly, and said, "Does Jianzong regret it now? It's a pity it's too late!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the prodigal son disappeared instantly.

It turned into a ray of soul light, and escaped from Chang Ri Kun's chest wound into his body.

"What do you want to do? Get out for me...!"

Chang Ri Kunzhen, who was in a panic, noticed the movement of the prodigal son, and a terrifying sword aura immediately emanated from his body.

Wanting to stop the movement of the prodigal son, but the prodigal son who has seized the opportunity, how could he let Chang Ri Kunzhen go so easily.

The soul light was incomparably swift, instantly invading Chang Ri Kun's body.

"Don't eat or drink fine wine for a toast! Save yourself some energy and struggle for a long time! Under the light of my soul, even you in your heyday have to deal with it carefully, let alone an old man who is so weak now... Hahaha ...!"

Amidst the evil laughter, Chang Ri Kun's true energy was surging, and the fierce resistance from the beginning gradually became calm.

Slowly and silently over time.

Until there was silence, Chang Ri Kun's old body suddenly fell down, causing dust to fly.

Jian Langya looked at everything in front of him, only feeling a deep chill from the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, I have a new understanding of the horror of the prodigal son.

And as the number one swordsman of You Mo's lineage who can sit on an equal footing with the prodigal son, he also has a new understanding of what his father's Feng Mo sword lacks.

If the prodigal son Piaopiao learned about Jian Langya's thoughts, he would be very pleased.

This silly girl is really two people who are sworn brothers, so they can be between brothers!

Time passed silently, no matter how long it had passed.

Suddenly, Jian Zong Chang Ri Kun's eyes suddenly opened.

Immediately, like a corpse, he sat on the ground startled and gasped.

Jian Langya was startled, and immediately stood on guard.

But Changri Kunzheng glanced at Jianlangya lightly, and said coldly: "If you want to learn swords, come with me!"

After the words fell, Chang Ri Kunzhen turned around on his own, and headed towards the cold and damp interior of the cave.

Jian Langya, who was confused, was left alone, hesitating alone.

After thinking for a few moments in his mind, Jian Langya mustered up the courage to follow Chang Ri Kun's footsteps.

Doubts left alone!
………………

In Yifa Shangdu, Weimeng led the Four Demon Venerables and continued to interrogate the subordinates of the evil god Baqi.

After the Yifa Shangdu was breached that day, Weimeng led the Four Demon Venerables to sit here.

Although it occupies a huge city, after some understanding, it has not been discovered.

The evil spirit of Badi seems to be secretly planning an unknown plan.

According to some information obtained from Yifa Shangdu.

Since the emergence of the evil god Baqi, Yifa and Shangdu have begun to give alms widely.

Accept the people who fled everywhere because of the disaster of evil contamination.

And paid a lot of money and food to build homes for them and gather people to develop their beliefs.

Because all parties in the righteous way faced the power of the evil god of Baqi, they failed to detect the undercurrent under the table for a while.

In a short period of time, the Yifa merchants gathered no less than one hundred thousand people.

After hearing the news, Weimeng instantly understood the reason why Piao left the prodigal son and wanted to attack Yifa Shangdu.

However, when Weimeng heard the news, she discovered that there were a total of 10 people.

They didn't know where to go, as if the world had evaporated, and in the entire Yifa Business Capital, they couldn't find out where these people went!

Knowing that this matter may be plotted by the Eight Qi evil god.

Weimeng immediately sent the news back to the Demon City, and at the same time sent someone to send a message to the Xianmen and the Confucianism to inform the matter.

And please ask both parties to find out the whereabouts of these people.

In the central hall of Yifa Shangdu, Weimeng listened to Mo Qiantui's report on the situation in Yifa Shangdu, and remained silent.

"There are not many revelations. In the capital of Yifa Shang, the total obtained now is 1000 million taels of gold, more than 300 million taels of silver, and countless treasures and antiques. The grain and grass are 300 million stones..."

Weimeng interrupted Mo Chitose's words with a wave of her hand in annoyance.

"Chitose, do you have any news about the hundred thousand people?"

Mo Qiantui looked at Wei Meng's gloomy expression, and hurriedly replied: "The subordinates have already sent people to investigate. The magic city has limited manpower. It will be a while, and the news may be slower. Please wait patiently!"

"Okay!" Sighed, Weimeng blamed herself every time she thought of the situation with only a few people in the magic city.

Although the prodigal son had told himself that under his arrangement, the Youmo lineage did not have much loss, so he was relieved.

But Weimeng still can't forgive the loss caused by her dereliction of duty!
Feeling depressed, he waved his hand to signal Mo Chitose to step back.

At this moment, Youmoqin rushed in quickly.

Anxiously said to Wei Meng: "Wei Shao, the Confucian sect replied, and the 10 people have news!"

Hearing this, Weimeng immediately stood up.

After learning what happened from Youmoqin's mouth, he immediately ordered: "Mo Fukuang oracle and Abilie stay in Yifa Shangdu, Youmoqin will follow Ben!"

"Subordinates take orders!"

(End of this chapter)