People are in Douluo, start with double Kamui

The female brat's expression froze. She could say such words openly and honestly, but a person with dignity and skin would really not be able to do so.

"Hmph! It's just that it's not. It's as if I am shamelessly willing to be your friend."

Jiang Yinyin put her hands on her hips and retorted with her neck scrunched up to cover up her embarrassment.

As we all know, Mr. Zhao likes to keep others from getting off the stage. He placed the glass of wine gently on the table, shook his fingers and said jokingly: "Are you sure? The second disciple of Fuzu, the Lord of Devouring..."

Hearing this, Jiang Yinyin's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and she reluctantly gave in. Her big eyes rolled around, and she decided to cause some trouble for Zhao An, so that he would have no time to worry about the fire in his backyard!

"No, I'm not sure. What do you think our relationship is? It's impossible to be friends. Could it be that I'm also your female friend?"

Ling Qingzhu pricked up her ears and eavesdropped, Lin Qingchan stopped playing with the Qingmu hairpin, and Miss Qing hugged Wei An with a playful look on her face. The girls all wanted to see how Zhao An would respond.

Good guy, this female imp dared to stab him in the back!

This is simply unreasonable. What is tolerable is unbearable. There is no need to endure it anymore. She must be taught a lesson!

Zhao An held his chin with his right hand, pretending to be deep in thought, raised his brows and said, "After signing the contract of betrayal, aren't you my toy?"

As expected of you, you never disappoint in terms of surprises.

The girls had a hard time suppressing their laughter, but the little girl who started the trouble was so angry that she almost fainted.

"Playing with toys?!"

"Of course, do you have any objections? Fu Zu's second disciple, the Lord of Devouring..."

"彳口口ba, toys are just toys."

Jiang Yinyin shrugged her shoulders and muttered in a low voice, scolding Zhao An in her heart.

"I have accepted the identity of the toy, then when will you fulfill your promise to resurrect the second junior brother?"

Zhao An waved his hand to show that he was not in a hurry, and said calmly: "We are new here and have not yet figured out the situation in the Demon Realm, so we are not in a hurry."

"In my opinion, it's not too late for us to rest in the Qingdi Palace first to relieve ourselves from the fatigue of traveling, and then go look for the remnant spirit of the Devouring Lord."

Although she always felt that something was not quite right, her identity as a toy left the female imp with no ability to refute.

Thinking on the bright side, tens of thousands of years have passed anyway, so what's the harm in waiting another three to five years?

Jiang Yinyin, Ling Qingzhu, and Lin Qingchan were taken away by the maid of the Qing Emperor Palace. Only Zhao An and Miss Qing were left in the simple palace.

Zhao An pretended to be serious and said: "Ahem, Qing'er, I heard that there are nine-tailed foxes in the Demon Realm... I wonder if it is true or not?"

Miss Qing smiled, thinking of the popular 'hot girl culture' in the Jiutian Taiqing Sect in Dongxuan Territory in recent years, and said with understanding: "Of course there is, and what a coincidence, the songs and dances of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan are also quite unique, no? How about asking your Majesty to taste and give some advice?"

"Isn't this not good?" Mr. Zhao, who looked like a gentleman, hesitated and blinked at Miss Qing.

"What's not good about it? It's really great! It's their dream for the Nine-tailed Fox Clan to be able to show off their talents here!"

"Your Majesty! We haven't seen each other for more than ten years. Are you unwilling to give Qing'er a chance to show off?"

Miss Qing pretended to be angry and said. After speaking, her face changed at the speed of light and she burst into tears. I felt pity for her.

Zhao An gave Miss Qing a big thumbs up in his heart and decided to reward her by winning the battle to break the universe and promote her to the number three head maid!

"Hey, that's fine! The one who knows me is Qing'er." Zhao An sighed as he walked down the paved steps.

……

The Demon Realm Nine-tailed Fox Song and Dance Troupe applies to compete!

The Demon Realm Nine-tailed Fox Song and Dance Troupe is in trouble!

After indulging in enjoyment for some time, Zhao An couldn't help but sigh: "Exotic customs, swing is supreme, the ancients would never deceive me!"

Zhao An, Zhao An, you have to cheer up and stop falling!

Mr. Zhao, who decided to change his mind, called the Nine-tailed Fox Song and Dance Troupe again in the evening and patiently pointed out the shortcomings of the dance moves, thus contributing to the culture of the Demon Realm.

Nothing happened today, there were many vixens in Rua, and Zhao An experienced the happiness of King Zhou of Shang.

The Lord of Life and Death is angry! He rushed into the pile of foxes and pulled Zhao An out, sternly scolding him for trying to awaken Zhao An's non-existent conscience.

"You bad guy! Is this how you dress up? How can you be so embarrassed!"

The little girl's braids flew up, as if she had two cute horns, and she had no deterrent effect at all.

Zhao An scratched his head and suddenly realized: "Come here, give Fu Zu's disciple a seat! Let's play music and dance!"

Two vixens in the reincarnation realm moved out a child's seat prepared by Zhao An in advance and stuffed the Lord of Life and Death into it without any explanation.

Jiang Yinyin struggled hard, but this child's seat actually had the function of confining the energy, and she could not exert even half of her earth-shattering strength.

The poor little girl had a look of despair on her face, and the vixens, who had extremely low self-esteem, were all posing, with their snow-white tails swaying, and their cool dresses fluttering, trying their best to please the new owner of the Qingdi Palace.

Zhao An nodded repeatedly. The more helpless Jiang Yinyin became, the happier Zhao became. This is the 'happy transfer method'.

After admiring the exotic scenery for half a month, Zhao An finally cheered up and patted Jiang Yinyin on the shoulder and said: "Ahem, um, I heard that you have a junior sister who seems to be in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Dragon Clan."

The female imp's dull face regained some vibrancy. She dragged the child's seat and jumped into Zhao An's arms. She grabbed Zhao An's neck with her little hands and shook her. She warned her with words: "You are not allowed to take advantage of Junior Sister Dark!"

Zhao An waved his hand and pulled Jiang Yinyin aside, with a disappointed look on his face.

"Am I just like this in your mind? I have good intentions to help you rescue the Lord of Darkness, but you don't appreciate it. Instead, you suspect that I have ulterior motives. It's true that a dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't recognize a good heart!"

Jiang Yinyin, who has been familiar with Zhao An for a long time, automatically filtered out the words she didn't understand. She put her hands on her hips and sneered: "You? You are not serious every day! How can you show your image!"

"If you have the strength above the ancestral realm on you, God is really blind!"

Zhao An made a 'che' sound, clapped his hands and told the vixen singing and dancing troupe to retreat. After tidying up his appearance, he returned to his human-like, dog-like posture, lifted the female imp by the back of her neck, and put her and the chair back to their original places. .

"Then let's see! I'm going to rescue the Lord of Darkness, and at the same time resurrect the Devouring Lord!"

The female kid slapped the table of the child's seat and shouted, "Asshole! Let me out! Don't bully Junior Sister Dark, am I not enough!"

"Huh? It's broken! I can't hear in my ears."

Zhao An took out his ears and pretended to be stupid, circling around the child seat several times. From time to time, he poked Jiang Yinyin's swollen little face with his hand, easily avoiding Jiang Yinyin's bite on the neck.

"Jiejie, Jiejie, stupid little bitch, just wait here!"

Mr. Zhao swaggered out of the Song and Dance Hall of the Qingdi Palace, leaving the Master of Life and Death alone, powerless and furious.

'Junior Sister Dark, Senior Sister can't help you anymore, I can only hope that you will see through that bastard's ugly face as soon as possible! '

……

Chapter 49: Lord of Darkness

Demon Realm·Northern Realm, this place can also be called the 'Dragon Realm'.

As the name suggests, the Dragon Realm is the habitat of the Dragon Clan, one of the four major overlords. There are a large number of pure-blood dragons, mixed-blood dragons, and foreign dragons. They have been passed down from ancient times to the present, and they have firmly established themselves as the overlords of the Demon Realm.

But now? Overlord? Not even a dog! It is true to hold the thigh of Qingdi Palace firmly!

The vast expanse of wild land, dragon-like mountains creeping up, countless huge trees standing in the sky, all kinds of natural materials and treasures scattered but no one cares about them.

The roars of beasts and roars of dragons echoed across the heaven and earth, and the air of ancient wilderness spread.

Zhao Gentleman Artist An walked on the land of Dragon Territory, ignoring the miscellaneous treasures of heaven and earth, and headed towards the Demon Suppression Prison inside Dragon Territory with a clear purpose.

High-dimensional existence cannot be observed by low-dimensional life. Zhao An was too lazy to say hello to the smelly fish and rotten shrimps in the Dragon Realm. He easily stepped through the sealing circle and came to a man-made and reinforced sealing space.

In the majestic ocean of demonic energy, Zhao An, wearing a white background and gold-patterned robe, walked through the air, and the surging demonic energy waves calmed down wherever he passed.

The further down you go, the stronger the tacit understanding of sealing the space becomes, and the powerful alien demons suppressing them become more powerful, but they are all annihilated like flying ashes.

Arriving at the bottom of the Demon-Suppressing Prison, a group of ancient and desolate buildings appeared. Endless dark light shields were stacked together, and the dark energy continued to corrode the mysterious runes on the light shields.

Some of the masks were eroded and cracked, and traces of strange demonic energy seeped out, flying into the sky to form the ocean of demonic energy that had just been stamped out by Zhao An.

"It is not the handiwork of 'Fu Zu', but a crude imitation."

Zhao An observed the runes on the seal mask and found that they were exactly the same as the runes on the ancestral talisman, ancestral stone, and talisman's ancestral seal, but they were very immature and lacked the noble Taoist charm of [Da Luo].

Passing through the intertwined light shield of light and darkness, we came to a pure dark space and saw the cluster of dark towers suspended inside.

Huge chains of darkness wrap around the tower, connecting the dark tower community together and forming the cornerstone for maintaining the existence of the Demon Suppressing Prison.

The roars, roars, and curses of all the demons are endless. The demonic energy gushing out is weakened by one level by the tower of darkness, absorbed by one level by the dark chain, and offset by one level by the purifying light shield.

The three-layer isolation structure makes it impossible for the powerful trapped alien demons to break the seal from the inside.

"Damn humans, damn the Eight Ancient Lords, the Tianxuan Continent belongs to us, the strange demon race! The day the Supreme Emperor returns, that's when you all will die!"

"Noisy."

Zhao An frowned slightly. Wherever he looked, the clamor of the strange demons sealed by the Dark Tower suddenly stopped. Their lives were taken away silently, and their existence was erased from the most basic level.

After wiping out hundreds of millions of strange demons with one glance, Zhao An continued to walk forward and came to the deepest part of the Demon Suppression Prison, where thousands of dark chains gathered.

The rusty dark chains gathered into a huge dark throne, and a slender figure sat on the throne.

The black-armored woman closed her eyes tightly, her body motionless, as if she had been like this from all eternity to the present.

The dark silence carries a power that shakes the world, and spreads to every corner of the Demon Suppressing Prison as the chains shake.

Zhao An walked to the Dark Throne and looked at the heroic black-armored beauty for a while.

The woman was wearing slender black armor, with long ink-colored hair. Her delicate face was slightly pale, and her heroic brows were slightly frowned, as if she was suffering from great pain.

The magical power that concealed his presence was cancelled, and the Lord of Darkness opened his eyes that had been closed for thousands of years. His dark eyes were full of coldness, and he took action without any explanation!

Thousands of chains swarmed in like snakes. The smile on Zhao An's face faded and he stretched out his finger to point in the void. All the chains that were attacked, along with the buildings of the Dark Tower complex, all collapsed and disintegrated.

"I said, it's very rude of you to do this."

The Lord of Darkness regained consciousness after his distracted thinking, and saw clearly the current situation of the Demon-Suppressing Prison. He quickly stood up from the throne and bowed respectfully to Zhao An.

"Thank you, senior, for eliminating the evil evil!"

She imprisoned the strange demon, but the strange demon also imprisoned her.

A normal person's mind would collapse after being locked in a completely dark room for a few days. The Lord of Darkness has persisted in this environment for tens of thousands of years, enduring the intrusion of demonic energy all the time.

Zhao An, who was planning to punish me with a small amount of punishment, stopped and said calmly: "You have contributed to suppressing the Demon Prison, but you have done something wrong to me. If the merits and demerits are equal, we will not be held accountable. Don't act recklessly in the future. Not everyone is like me. Easy to talk to."

The Lord of Darkness nodded slightly. She could not see through Zhao An's background, and coupled with the outrageous operation of erasing the Demon-Suppressing Prison, she guessed that he was a powerful person in the ancestral realm.

"What the senior taught me is, can the junior Fuzu disciples know the senior's name?" the woman cautiously asked.

"Hahaha! My name is 'An', just call me 'Mr. An'. The Lord of Life and Death is like this, and so are you. You are constantly thinking and cunning." Zhao An laughed and scolded.

The Lord of Darkness relaxed a little. Since this mysterious 'Mr. An' knew the senior sister, it proved that he had no ill intentions towards him.

"Mr. An, do you want to clean up the alien demon clan? Although this junior is not talented, he is still willing to follow the seniors and do his part!"

Zhao An shook his head, stepped forward to the Lord of Darkness, stretched out his finger and touched the red lips of the Lord of Darkness, and wisps of original energy passed through.

"You should recover from your injuries first. I have other arrangements for the alien demons, just some so-called consumables."

The Lord of Darkness' pretty face turned red, and he quickly held his breath and concentrated on refining the original energy that appeared in his body.

In just a few moments, the worn spirit was restored, the eroding demonic energy was eliminated, and the cultivation and soul reached their peak again. The famous Lord of Darkness in ancient times has returned.

The woman's ice-cold face was slightly flushed, and her dark eyes became emotional. She took a step back and separated from Zhao An's fingers, bowing from the bottom of her heart.

"Words are always pale, but I still want to say thank you to Mr. An for his kindness!"

Zhao An happily accepted the Lord of Darkness's gratitude and asked with a smile, "Is there anything you want to ask?"

The Lord of Darkness pondered for a moment, "Mr. An, you mentioned Senior Sister before. I wonder how she is now? What is the situation outside?"

Zhao An waved his hand, and a screen of light appeared in the dark Demon Suppressing Prison, reflecting all the living beings in Tianxuan Continent.

The light curtain condensed into the Demon Realm, Qingdi Palace, and a sulking female ghost trapped in a child seat appeared.

"Your senior sister has food, drinks and exclusive seats. How can you live such a happy life?"

The Lord of Darkness was stunned for a moment, pulled back his hair at the temples, and echoed awkwardly: "Hahaha, that's it."

The light curtain continued to change into a macro map, marking the human race, demon race, and alien demon race with different colors, and the location of each reincarnation realm powerhouse was marked.

"The external situation is not bad either. The Blue Emperor's Palace in the Demon Realm and the Chaos Demon Haiyunlan Sect each have strong men above the ancestral realm sitting in charge. The foreign demons are just clowns and cannot make any waves."

"Except for the death of the Devouring Lord among the eight ancient lords, the remaining seven are either reincarnated or suppressing the Demon Prison like you, and their lives are pretty good."

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Chapter 50: Resurrection of the Devouring Lord

"Lord of Devouring, Second Senior Brother?" The black-armored woman murmured, with a sense of regret and remembrance in her words.

She was one of the eight ancient masters who first escaped from reincarnation. After resurrecting, she went to this demon-suppressing prison before she recovered.

Time flies and the sea changes. Nothing can be returned, and neither can the people who have passed away.

'boom--! '

Zhao An flicked the Lord of Darkness on the forehead to snap her out of her wild thoughts. With an incomprehensible smile on his face, he said in a wicked way: "If I can resurrect the Lord of Devouring and reunite the eight of you brothers and sisters, What price are you willing to pay?”

One business can earn several amounts of money. Mr. Zhao is truly a born capitalist, and he has a place on the street light poles.

"Then my life is yours!" the woman said firmly.

Zhao An nodded and smiled, snapping his fingers to disperse the light curtain, "It's a deal."

A bright light path spread from Zhao An's feet, dispelling the darkness of the Demon Suppression Prison, and the end of the light path reached directly to the outside world.

The two of them walked on the light path, and the dark space behind them collapsed inch by inch, and the meaningless Demon Suppression Prison quietly disappeared between heaven and earth.

……

Demon Realm·Northern Wasteland.

The vastness of the territory is relative. After Zhao An and the Lord of Darkness left the Demon-Suppressing Prison, it didn't take long for them to arrive at the location of the Devouring Lord's ruins.

The cold, strong wind rages across the vast desert, rolling up dust, sand, and rocks. The earth is like a piece of plasticine that can be kneaded, shaped amorphously by the strong wind.

The Lord of Darkness wielded the Dark Sword to cut into pieces of the wind. Zhao An reached into the void and pulled out the relics hidden in the cracks of space.

Then he held the relic and shook it downwards, and the remnant spirit of the Devouring Lord hidden in it fell into the wilderness of the North Prison.

The figure in black robe, who was as deep as a black hole, was very confused. He was sleeping so well. Why was he suddenly forced to demolish and drive him out of his house?

"Second Senior Brother, long time no see." The Lord of Darkness whispered in memory, a few words are worth thousands of words.

Hearing the familiar call, the man in black robe turned around, revealing his rather handsome face.

When the Devouring Lord saw Zhao Anzhi standing next to his junior sister, there was a playful smile on his lips, and his sword eyebrows were raised slightly.

"Junior Sister Dark, did you come to me specifically to prove that someone is finally interested in you?"

"That pretty boy is not as handsome as me, but he matches Junior Sister Dark very well."

The Lord of Darkness had a sullen face on his pretty face, clenched the jade hand holding the black sword tightly, and said in a cold voice: "Shut up if you don't know how to speak. If you die, you won't be able to speak properly!"

The Devouring Lord quickly begged for mercy, raised his hands above his head, and looked at Zhao An with extremely pitiful eyes.

'Brother, you can bear it in the future. '

The scumbag's sympathy made Zhao An understand the eyes of the Devouring Lord, and he replied: "It's a small matter, easy to handle!" ' News. The Lord of Devouring narrowed his eyes slightly, damn it, junior sister was targeted by a scumbag who was not beneath him! He is all too familiar with this scumbag smell!

I remember back then, when the Eight Ancient Lords with the lowest qualifications, the Lord of Devouring, wandered between the nine-tailed fox and Kunpeng, and fascinated the two banshees of the reincarnation realm. How cool and unrestrained it was.

It doesn't matter if you are a scumbag, but you will never allow a scumbag to get close to your junior sister!

"Why are you two winking? Is there anything you can't say in person?" the Lord of Darkness asked with a frown.

The Lord of Devouring ignored the Lord of Darkness. He was now focusing all his attention on Zhao An, trying to see through Zhao An's true identity.

But the more I looked at it, the blurrier it became, and everything about the hateful pretty boy was shrouded in mist.

"Ahem, this brother is quite unfamiliar. Why did you come to me?"

Zhao An raised his eyebrows and deliberately provoked the hateful scumbag and said, "Your junior sister asked me to resurrect you in exchange for being my little wife."

He, Zhao, is at odds with the scumbag! What makes me angry is the shameless scumbag like the Devouring Lord!

As expected, the remnant spirit of the Devouring Lord fluctuated for a while, and he said through gritted teeth: "I deserved my death, and I don't need to be resurrected! Can you leave my junior sister quickly and go and harm others!"

Mr. Zhao shook his head and said: "It's not up to you. You must have a share in the wedding wine when the time comes. Even if Fu Zu comes, it can't change the status quo!"

Having said that, Zhao An took action directly, constructing several strands of original energy into a 'net', covering the struggling Lord of Devouring, and using the true spirit mark as the basis to fill his missing soul.

The sublime regular rhythm of time, the traces of death recede and dissipate!

The telekinesis captured a massive amount of heaven and earth vitality, constructed the body of a three-year-old child, and stuffed the repaired soul of the Devouring Lord into it.

The soul rules penetrated into the child's body and were refined for a moment. The heartbeat sounded and the child's closed eyes opened.

"...You did it on purpose, right?" The young version of the Lord of Devouring Lala said fiercely with a stinky face.

The Devouring Lord discovered that this bitch was not only a scumbag, but also a vicious bitch who had permanently limited his physical age to three years old!

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao An laughed loudly and rubbed the Devouring Lord's little head vigorously.

"It's good to be young. Wouldn't it be nice to experience childhood more?"

The Lord of Darkness, who witnessed the resurrection of Second Senior Brother with his own eyes, said in a dumbfounded voice: "Second Senior Brother, just admit it, it is better to be alive than to be dead."

……

The Lord of Devouring was resurrected, and Zhao An, who discovered his conscience, simply resurrected his two wives as well.

But Mr. Zhao deliberately or accidentally set Kunpeng and the Nine-tailed Fox to be in their prime, making it difficult for the scumbag Lord Devouring to see them.

In addition to mutual sympathy between scumbags and scumbags, there is also the law of same-sex repulsion.

He, Zhao, is enough to fight against the scumbags of the universe! There is no need for a Devouring Lord to share the title of scumbag!

……

Chapter 51: Chaos Demon Sea, Goodbye Nalan Yanran

"Hahahahahaha! This ancestor is laughing so hard! Second Junior Brother, you have today too!"

"Hahahaha! I can't stop laughing! Hahahaha! Mr. An, you finally did something!"

Unbridled laughter echoed in the Qingdi Palace. The Lord of Life and Death could laugh at the Lord of Devouring. She finally had a target for persecution and could intensify the grievances she suffered from Zhao An and release it on the Lord of Devouring.

The Lord of Devouring, who was held in the arms of a woman in silver palace clothes, said disdainfully: "Senior Sister, are you still embarrassed to talk to me? Look at you like this! Sheep horns and pigtails, hahahahahaha!"

The Lord of Life and Death was so angry that he jumped up and was about to tear open the Lord of Devouring's mouth. The Kunpeng woman who was holding the Lord of Devouring quickly retreated, and the snickering fox was blocking the Lord of Life and Death.

"Lord Lord of Life and Death, it is pitiful enough to devour him, please don't add salt to his wounds."

The swallowed little wife, Dan Fox, said hypocritically, but she didn't use any strength at all to hold the Lord of Life and Death's hand.

"Oh~ The Lord of Life and Death is too strong, I can't stop you with my weak hands~"

The nine-tailed celestial fox pretended to be delicate and leaned on the table, with a look in her beautiful eyes that meant she was just having fun and didn't take it too seriously.

Without the restraint of Dan Fox, the Kunpeng woman alone could not stop the Lord of Life and Death. Three-year-old Yan Yan was dragged by the Lord of Life and Death by the face, Yan Yan had a look of despair on his face.

"I'm tired. Let's destroy it. Who can help me die again?"

As soon as these words came out, even the silver-haired Kunpeng girl in palace attire who was protecting Swallowed became angry. She threw the three-year-old Lord Swallowed to the ground and joined the Lord of Life and Death's camp to deal with Swallowed.

"Shut up! You are shameless and devouring. You just hooked up with the fox behind my back, but today you are finally resurrected and you still want to abandon me?!"

The fox stepped forward. He was worthy of being the ancestor of the vixen. His ability to pretend to be pitiful was far superior to that of his current descendants.

"Oh~ I'm so pitiful~. I have no name and no distinction. I have been bullied by sister Kunpeng all day long and have nowhere to complain. In the dead of night, I can only hold my tail to keep warm."

"It doesn't matter if this heartless scumbag abandons the main palace. He doesn't even want his wife. Is there any justice?"

The Devouring Lord's head was buzzing. If he was not restricted to the age of three, he would be suppressed forcibly if he could not resist. There were many ways to resolve the unfavorable situation.

But now it's all over! How could it be so miserable to be played between Kunpeng and Danhu in this life?

'Zhao An! You bastard! Wait for me! If I don’t mess up the good things between you and Dark Junior Sister, I won’t be called the Devouring Lord! '

The three-year-old child swore fiercely and decided to make Zhao An's life difficult.

……

After all the fun, business must continue.

The suffering days of the Devouring Lord never end. Zhao An led everyone to leave the Demon Realm and Qingdi Palace, and went to the Chaos Demon Sea and Yunlan Sect to collect other Pokémon, ah, other eight ancient masters.

Tianxuan Continent·Chaos Demon Sea.

The place that was once the most chaotic is now extremely peaceful. The Flame Temple, Sea Sword Pavilion, Tianhai Cliff, Ten Thousand Seas Heavenly Palace, Immortal Whale Clan, Sea Giant Clan, Blood Shark Clan and other forces have all been subdued by Nalan Yanran.

The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen continents.

No one among the monsters and monsters in the Chaos Demon Sea can stop the sword of time and space coming from the top of Yunlan Mountain. All forces that dare to cause chaos have been educated by Miss Yanran, who is ruthless and doesn't speak much.

Comparable to the [Complete Type·Rule Sequence] of the Supreme Saint, it is more than enough to cover an entire world, let alone a chaotic sea of ​​demons the size of a small land.

Besides, Nalan Yanran has not been able to stand still for more than ten years. Although she is not as good as Miss Qing in practicing to the [Complete Type·Peak] level of a Semi-Dominator, she still has combat power that is comparable to that of the Supreme Saint Grade Heaven, and is only as good as that of the Supreme Saint. The [sky] back then was half inferior.

The ancient giant tooth shark was stuffed into the fish pond where the strong man in the ancestral realm was invincible. It was obvious what would happen.

Nalan Yanran's action efficiency was higher than that of Miss Qing. She couldn't help but pull out the 'Great Heavenly Evil Demon King' and cut it into pieces. After crushing the bones and scattering the ashes, she spread the ashes all over the chaotic sea of ​​demons.

The Flame Lord, Thunder Lord, Primordial Lord, and Space Lord were all rescued by Nalan Yanran.

The four powerful men were grateful for Nalan Yanran's kindness (and were afraid of Nalan Yanran's force), and "willingly" stayed in Yunlan Sect to serve Nalan Yanran. From time to time, they persuaded Nalan Yanran to drag out the Strange Demon King and slaughter him as a pig.

How could Miss Nalan, who practiced the kendo system, allow outsiders to shake her will?

The teacher's order was absolute. The swordsman girl ignored the outside world and practiced swordsmanship day and night on the top of Yunlan Mountain. The Yunlan Sect just gave up on her name.

Someone is forcing me to talk? Look at the sword!

Someone has ulterior motives? Look at the sword!

Someone is doing some tricks? Look at the sword!

Someone wants to run away? Let’s look at the sword!

The extremely upright Miss Nalan never speaks when she can take action. The Sword of Damocles hanging over the head of the chaotic sea of ​​demons is unparalleledly sharp. After a few iron-headed boys died, the remaining people did not dare to act like monsters.

Chaos Demon Sea·Yunlan Mountain, this sacred mountain standing on the endless ocean was cast by Nalan Yanran with the bones of several strange demons who suppressed the Demon Prison. The iron-blooded killing aura swept all over the world, and it can be called the first place in Chaos Demon Sea. A wonder.

If the mountains are not high, there will be immortals, and if the water is not deep, there will be dragons.

It's not that Yunlan Mountain has magnificent scenery, but it's that the strongest man in the Chaos Demon Sea sits here, the 'Sword Ancestor' whose iron-blooded reputation spreads throughout Tianxuan.

The magnificent sword light cut through the world, and the girl in white sitting on the top of the mountain opened her eyes, with a heartfelt smile on her cold face.

"Fifteen years, seven months, twenty-one days, six hours and three quarters, teacher, you finally came to see me."

Under the sacred mountain made of pitch-black bones of strange demons, the gatekeepers F4 looked at each other speechlessly.

The Lord of Space whispered: "Who made Lord Sword Ancestor angry again?"

Flame Lord: "I don't know! After all these years, there are still people who dare to disobey the Sword Ancestor's will."

Thunder Lord: "You deserve it!"

Lord of the Great Desolate: "How about we go up and ask?"

Space, Flame, and Thunder shook their heads and refused: "I want you to go! Master Jianzu is still angry, and he will not seek death like this."

While the four of them were muttering, a cold voice spread from the top of Yunlan Mountain to the Chaos Demon Sea, and both the Wheel-turning Realm and the Samsara Realm heard the notification.

"The deadline is one hour and three quarters. Come to Yunlan Mountain and follow me to pay homage to my mentor. Anyone who violates the deadline will be killed."

Let’s not talk about how the strong men of the Chaos Demon Sea rushed on their way. The four ancestors of space, fire, thunder and prehistoric world only felt that their three views were exploding.

"The mentor of Sword Ancestor?!!"

The Lord of Space quickly blocked the big mouth of the Lord of Desolation and said seriously: "Be careful what you say!"

The Lord of the Ancient World nodded hurriedly, his purple-gold eyes full of fear.

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Chapter 52: Dao Zong Ying Huanhuan

In the chaotic sea of ​​demons and Yunlan Mountain, demonic energy surges, wronged souls roar, and sword energy soars into the sky.

Hundreds of strong men in the Reincarnation Realm knelt on their knees, and more than a dozen strong men in the Reincarnation Realm lowered their heads.

The eight ancient masters, the masters of the ancestral talismans, and the powerful ancestors were all as honest as the punished primary school students, not even daring to breathe.

Nalan Yanran also wants to give Miss Qing the extravagance she gave Zhao An, and she must not be compared to anyone else!

The girl in white with a temperament as cold as a sword stepped on the void, held the magical sword of rules in her hand, and stared in the direction of the demon realm.

The space in the sky fluctuated, and Nalan Yanran smiled, "Disciple Yanran, lead the chaotic sea of ​​demons to meet the teacher!"

Zhao An was speechless as he walked out of the space passage. One by one, they all gave him a hard time. He didn't need any pomp to prove his status.

"Long time no see, Yanran." A gentle voice sounded.

The famous Sword Ancestor's eyes were red like a little girl's. He cut through the space and threw himself into Zhao An's arms, hugging him tightly, fearing that he would disappear if he let go.

Tears soaked his clothes, Zhao An sighed, stroked the girl's silky hair, and comforted: "I won't leave this time."

"Yes!" The girl responded with a choked voice, which made Zhao An feel that his sin was even more serious.

Miss Qing took Ling Qingzhu and Lin Qingchan out of the space passage without disturbing the long-awaited reunion between master and apprentice.

The Lord of Life and Death and the Lord of Darkness came out. Ever since I saw the Qingzu of the Demon Realm respecting Zhao An, it was no surprise that the Sword Ancestor of the Chaos Demon Sea came again.

The Devouring Lord was sandwiched between Kunpeng Nu and Dan Fox, and the couple also walked out.

"Hmm? Junior Brother Flame, Junior Brother Thunder, Junior Brother Honghuang, Junior Brother Space?"

Yun Lanzong looked at the gate F4 and raised his head. He ignored the two masters and apprentices hugging each other. After thinking for a long time, he said uncertainly: "Senior Sister, Second Senior Brother, and Junior Sister Dark?!"

The female imp covered her face, and the Lord of Devouring moved her head into the broad chest of the fox. They both said in unison: "You have recognized the wrong person!"

Zhao An gently pushed the girl in his arms away, and in a flash threw the miscellaneous fish who should leave back to where they belonged, leaving only the seven ancient Eight Lords and the people around him.

As for the master of the Flame Ancestral Talisman, Moro, and the angel investor, Blue Dragon King, and Qing Pheasant mentioned in the original work, aren’t they still trash? No need to know.

When everyone came to Yunlan Mountain, Zhao An looked at the bare mountain gate speechlessly, and waved his hands to create several palaces in the void.

After reminiscing about old times, Yunlan Sect Kanmen F4 was extremely grateful to Zhao An. After all, their second senior brother was resurrected, and he couldn't thank him enough.

"Yanran, have you been here like this all these years?"

Zhao An felt a headache. The dark magic mountain made of the bones of strange demons really opened his eyes. He wondered if there was something wrong with Nalan Yanran's aesthetic sense.

The Four Ancestors of Primordial, Flame, Thunder, and Space felt the same way, but they did not dare to say a word of advice for fear of upsetting the Sword Ancestor and dying from a blow from the Sword of Time and Space.

"Yeah, what's the problem?" the swordsman girl asked doubtfully.

"I don't know how to manage. I only know how to kill people and use the bones of strange demons to scare all the monsters. Isn't this the best use of everything?"

Don't mention it, Nalan Yanran's statement is quite reasonable. Yunlan Sword Ancestor's iron-blooded reputation is inseparable from the Demonic Mountain of White Bones.

"Teacher, don't talk about me. Your current state is the body of a true spirit, right?"

Zhao An nodded slightly, [Complete Type·Rule Sequence] was already at the top of the Dominion and Second Sequence Gods. It was normal for two women from the same origin to see something was wrong with him in close contact.

"Back then, Dou Qi Continent competed with that [sky], and I was slightly better. He took away the shackles that bound me, and the fragments I left behind with you were reunited."

Having said that, Zhao An took a special look at Lin Qingchan and found that Lin Qingchan was no different. Not only did he not relax, but he became more vigilant.

It's not that Zhao An is suspicious, but something is wrong with Lin Qingchan.

The origin that cannot be traced, the unknown reason for approaching the Taiqing [Daluo] signpost, and the strange age.

At Zhao An's level, there are no unreasonable 'coincidences', let alone Lin Qingchan's three 'coincidences' added together.

A bold guess is that either [The Sky List] wants to play black under the light, or Lin Qingchan is [The Sky List] deliberately throwing out a spare tire to attract firepower.

No chess player is a fool, especially if [Sky List] suffered a loss.

There is a blatant conspiracy here. Killing Lin Qingchan may help the real hidden target, and letting Lin Qingchan go may allow [The Sky List] to shift the target to Lin Qingchan. Zhao An can only use his troops to block the water. Come and cover yourself with earth.

That's why Zhao Ancai didn't teach Lin Qingchan any cultivation system, but still took Lin Qingchan with him just to monitor Lin Qingchan's every move.

Nalan Yanran nodded slightly, her blue and white space-time eyes filled with murderous intent.

"That is to say, teacher, your body is still suppressed, so the Cang Qiong Bang should be damned!"

Zhao An laughed dumbly. If he really wanted to be investigated, he should be the one who deserved the intruder, but there was no need to say more.

"Okay, it looks like you Yunlan Sect doesn't need to worry about it anymore, so just follow me back to Dongxuan Territory."

"It just so happens that the junior sister of the Eight Ancient Lords, Lord Ice, is also in a certain sect in the Dongxuan Territory, so that they can reunite after tens of thousands of years apart."

Nalan Yanran was good at everything. If she wanted to take care of the Yunlan Sect, how could the demonic mountain gate be like this?

"Yes, it all depends on the teacher's arrangement."

The seven ancient Eight Lords were even more impatient. Lord Licking Dog Yan had no idea what was coming to greet him.

The same is true for Ling Qingzhu, who has been away from Jiutian Taiqing Palace for several months. This magnificent journey takes time to digest.

……

Tianxuan Continent·Dongxuan Territory.

The eight super sects of Dongxuan Territory formed an octagonal force, protecting Dongxuan Territory inside like giant pillars holding up the sky.

In the southwest region of Dongxuan Territory, there is a vast mountain range hundreds of thousands of miles long. This mountain range is called 'Dao Domain', and 'Dao Sect', one of the eight super sects, is located here.

Deep in the Daoyu Mountains, the lingering clouds and mists are clearly cut by Jingwei. Tens of thousands of mountains are clustered together, and the magnificent building complex on the top of the mountains can be vaguely seen.

There are cities built at the foot of the mountains, and their existence value is to serve the disciples of the Dao Sect.

Deep in the Ten Thousand Mountains, there is a light curtain tens of thousands of feet above the building complex, shaped like a bowl turned upside down, protecting the Dao Sect headquarters.

In front of a cliff, the girl in red was very confused, chaotic memory fragments emerged, and her dark hair was dyed ice blue.

The reincarnation seal between the girl's eyebrows shone brightly, everything froze as she waved her hand, and she whispered softly: "I am the Ice Lord, and I am also Ying Huanhuan." (End of this chapter)