The Demon Lord has too many aliases

·In the distant forbidden land in the sky, Yan Weilou and Su Xinghan have been walking through the dark gray sea of ​​fog for several days.

This sea of ​​fog seems to be shrouded by a mysterious force, making people's sense of time confusing and difficult to tell what night it is.

The flow of time in the outside world is obviously much faster than here.

If Yan Weilou had not been able to connect with the consciousness of the deity, his sense of time would have been confused, resulting in the consequences of "one day in heaven, one year on earth".

In the dark gray sea of ​​fog, forest-white flames swayed like dancing. The light of swords, swords, mighty palm winds, and compelling fists emerged one after another in the turbulent sea of ​​fog, splitting the thick gray fog into a vast void. Through the passage, the invisible Liandi spread quickly.

After once again clearing out a group of obscure objects that surrounded him, Yan Weilou let out a breath and looked around, rarely feeling a little tired.

He calmed down his mind and looked inwards, and soon saw the crystal clear and round true essence in the qi sea of ​​his dantian.

It was suspended on the empty vortex of the sea of ​​​​qi. The originally thick and solid real energy shrank by a large circle due to the consumption during this period, and a steady stream of real qi escaped from it and poured into Yan Weilou's whole body meridians.

Yan Weilou took out the last spiritual stone he was carrying, held it in his palm, and then started to cultivate, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy in it.

Not long after, the originally pure jade-like spirit stone turned into a pile of powder in his palm and disappeared with the wind.

The spiritual energy entered the body, merged into the sea of ​​​​qi, and turned into a vortex of true energy. It circled around the meager true energy in his body, finally allowing Yan Weilou to recover some of his true energy.

But the expression on his face did not relax, but he stared at the boundless sea of ​​fog in front of him.

The place sensed by the calamity fire is clearly in front, but how far away is it? If he continues to consume like this, it won't be long before his true energy can no longer be used up.

Looking at Yan Weilou's slightly pale face due to excessive consumption, Su Xinghan called out softly: "Ayan, do you still have enough true energy? If not, why don't you let me try..." At this point, he Her voice became much softer, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her dark and beautiful eyes were filled with a bit of expectation and a bit of apprehension.

Yan Weilou caught his emotions at once, and suddenly became curious: "Let you come? What can you do?" Su Xinghan's eyes flashed, and he shook his head mysteriously: "...No.

It cannot be said in advance.

" He pursed his lips tightly, as if he would never reveal the secret in advance unless Yan Weilou agreed.

This made Yan Weilou even more curious: "Why can't you say it? Is it troublesome?" Su Xinghan's eyes flickered: "No, it's not troublesome.

It's actually very simple..." Although he said that, unless Yan Weilou agreed to try it, he would not tell him no matter how he pressed.

This mysterious look made Yan Weilou feel funny and helpless at the same time.

He could probably guess that the method that Su Xinghan said could help him must have something that he couldn't accept - or Su Xinghan wasn't sure whether he could accept it - so Su Xinghan didn't want to Say it in advance and just want to get it done first. If he doesn't accept it then he won't be able to go back on it.

In this case, Yan Weilou thought that he was not at the end of his rope, so why should he agree to give it a try? Therefore, he just smiled faintly and said comfortingly: "Don't worry Mingguang, I still have enough true energy in my body, and there will be no problem if I persist for a while.

" "……oh.

That's good.

"Xu Xinghan's erratic eyes settled down again, as if he glanced at Yan Weilou's face, and then he exhaled, with a little loss and regret.

The two of them walked in the sea of ​​fog for a few more days. The scene ahead suddenly changed subtly. Under the bright firelight, a vague outline appeared in the gray fog that was originally vast and invisible.

It looked like a small section of wall.

The two of them were overjoyed and quickly approached. The gray mist floating around was dispersed by the flames, revealing a gray-white ancient building.

Gray-white stone walls, gray-white houses, gray-white streets... This is a stone town hidden deep in the thick fog.

But before the two of them could be happy for three seconds, following a chaotic sound, countless scattered white bones suddenly appeared on the ground outside the town, as well as broken swords, spears and halberds, magic weapons and sharp blades... all kinds of strange things The strange wastes surrounded the town from all directions and blocked them in front of them.

The extremely rich smell of blood and decay emanated from it, stimulating Yan Weilou's sense of smell.

These scattered white bones are like jade and mercury, exuding the unique aura of the remains of heavenly beings, and those seemingly broken and decayed swords, guns, swords and halberds seem to have gathered boundless evil energy, just like the massacre of thousands of people. The crowd's peerless ferocious soldiers, the blood-evil aura rising into the sky stirred the thick gray mist above.

This mighty "army" was intercepted on the outskirts of the town, and its terrifying power spread out, like a surging tide in the deep sea, giving people a suffocating pressure.

Yan Weilou's already pale complexion became paler again. His steps did not stop, but his figure swayed slightly.

Compared with the big battle in front of them, the obscure objects they encountered along the way were simply small scenes among small scenes, not worth mentioning to the two of them.

If Yan Weilou was at the peak of his cultivation, he would not be so afraid of this formation, but now his true energy is less than one-third of the usual amount of earth, and this world is a land of extraordinary spirits, and there is no place for him to reach the realm of a great master. But he couldn't exert even a fraction of the combat power of a great Taoist master.

As for Xiu Xinghan, his strength is simply that of Schrödinger, rising and falling.

This is probably related to the fact that he was born as a spirit of heaven and earth, and unlike ordinary people who have practiced various martial arts since childhood, he only has strong spiritual power and lacks actual combat training.

It's extremely easy when you abuse vegetables, but you lack combat experience when facing strong enemies.

At this moment, it is obviously not enough to rely on Su Xinghan alone.

"Mingguang..." Looking at the slowly approaching "army" in front of him, Yan Weilou was silent for a moment and then suddenly spoke.

Xu Xinghan immediately turned his eyes to him: "...?" "...I regretted it.

" Yan Weilou blinked and slowly showed a helpless smile, "I seem to really need a little help.

"Xu Xinghan's eyes lit up.

Yan Weilou turned his head to look at him, and just as he was about to continue speaking, a misty white shadow like a cloud suddenly flashed across his eyes, and that streak of snow-white occupied his entire sight.

Some kind of wonderful premonition made Yan Weilou's reaction slow down at this moment, so that he who should have been able to dodge easily stood still in place with a strange emotion that he didn't even know.

The next moment, a soft touch fell on his lips, a slight coolness with a familiar cold fragrance.

At this moment, Yan Weilou's five senses seemed to be magnified to the extreme, and all the details were infinitely magnified in his senses, including the cold fragrance between his lips and teeth.

Phew - the breeze picks up.

From where the lips were pressed together, a wisp of intoxicating wind suddenly came in.

This wisp of invisible wind slipped past his lips and teeth, flowed down his throat, and flowed into his body, eventually dispersing into his limbs and bones.

Yan Weilou's Qi Sea vortex quickly spun, and extremely abundant power filled his body, making him get rid of his weakness.

All this happened in just one breath.

The warmth that clung to his lips was about to leave as soon as it touched.

Yan Weilou finally came back to his senses and saw a pair of hot and red ears.

He almost subconsciously stretched out his hand to fish it out, and suddenly caught the person who quickly retreated back into his arms. Perhaps because of the excessive force, the two bodies collided heavily, and warm heat spread from the place of contact.