The Demon Lord has too many aliases

It seemed as if he was the one who had the upper hand from the beginning to the end.

"It is difficult, but it is not impossible." The Holy Lord of Xuantian Peak looked at him coldly, with his hands behind his back, and his tone was a bit condescending.

"It has come to this point, so don't struggle anymore.

This time, with the help of Brother Pei and the other four, do you think you can still escape?" "I don't know if I can escape, but at least it's easy to kill you." Along with this ethereal and soft voice, Yan Weilou's dark robe melted like the night, and the whole person seemed to turn into a faint moonlight in an instant, passing through everyone's sight in a moment.

When his figure solidified again, they only had time to see a flash of knife light returning to the sheath, and blood splashing in the air.

--At that moment, he was as fast as teleportation.

The Holy Lord of Xuantian Peak dodged almost the moment he realized it, but still failed to avoid the attack.

He flew backwards, most of his chest was stained red, and his neck was cut in half. He could only reach out to cover his throat, and the bright red blood flowed down his fingers.

He made a "ho ho" sound in his throat, his eyes widened, and he stared at Yan Weilou as if he had seen a ghost.

A chill came from the backs of several people.

When the five people besieged Yan Weilou together just now, they still had a great advantage.

But Yan Weilou's sudden attack at this time made them realize that although this young man was about to enter the heavenly realm, his strength was far superior to theirs.

If they fought alone, no one here would have a chance of winning in front of him.

Yan Weilou's figure solidified again, and a hint of sneer appeared at the corner of his lips. He no longer paid attention to the Holy Lord of Xuantian Peak on the side, but just looked at the other people with a bright smile.

"When we reach our level, we should practice hard to break through to a higher level.

What's the benefit of fighting each other to death? If you really want to fight me, you'd better be prepared to exchange your life for mine!" His eyes with a cold smile swept over the five people one by one, with an indescribable madness in his expression. His fingers also pointed at several people, and his eyes were careless: "-Is it you, or you, or the rest of you, willing to be buried with me?!" Yan Weilou's undisguised laughter echoed in the sky. He was lifted up by the wind, his black robe and hair fluttered in the cold wind, and his flying eyebrows were condensed with arrogance and unrestrainedness.

Several people fell into silence.

As Yan Weilou said, with the combined strength of the five of them, it would be no problem to deal with him alone.

But the realm of heaven and man is already extraordinary and beyond the imagination of ordinary people. It has the power of rebirth of flesh and blood and immortality of soul. As long as there is a trace of flesh and blood alive and a little immortality of soul, there is a chance to revive again.

Unless the soul is completely annihilated in an instant with absolute power and all the vitality in the flesh and blood is wiped out, otherwise, even if they have the upper hand, it is difficult to kill it completely.

If Yan Weilou is determined to escape, it will be even more troublesome.

If the other party is really forced into a desperate situation, with his strength, he will go crazy and it is really possible to exchange his life for his life.

It is true that sacrificing one of them may kill the other party, but who here is willing to make such a sacrifice? Pei Buming sighed softly, put away the scroll in his hand, and asked: "Then what do you want?" Yan Weilou withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "It's not what I want, but what you want? Do you really believe in that bullshit prophecy? With the vastness of China, what kind of power can overthrow it? If I really have the power to harm the whole world, how can you still be alive here?" The wild smile on his face was restrained almost in an instant, turning into a gentle and friendly arc, and even the tone of his speech was sincere: "In the final analysis, I have no deep hatred with you.

Now we are fighting to the death here, just because of the words of the Zhitian Pavilion Master. You are fighting for his words that you don't know whether they are true or false, but he stays out of it and nothing happened..." "Hehe..." Seeing that Yan Weilou seemed to have persuaded everyone with his few words, the Saint Lord of Xuantian Peak used a secret technique to forcibly regenerate flesh and blood, barely repairing the wound on his neck, and uttered a hoarse voice: "No!" He said anxiously: "Have you forgotten what you promised Mr. Mo before coming here? You promised to get rid of this evil demon from outside the sky!" This sentence was somewhat threatening.

The expressions of the other people became a little unhappy, but they did not refute.

Because they did agree to the request of the Lord of Zhitian Pavilion in advance.

To ask why Zhitian Pavilion is so responsive, and can drive so many forces to use it, even the saints of heaven are willing to be sent by it, this has to start from the beginning.

Zhitian Pavilion has always been low-key, unlike the three major holy places of the right way that are displayed in front of the world, but for hundreds of years, it has been secretly influencing the situation in the vast land of Shenzhou.

Where is the gate of Zhitian Pavilion, how many disciples are there in the pavilion, what is the overall strength... All of this is hidden in the fog, no one knows, and it is also feared.

The only person exposed to the public is the Pavilion Master of Zhitian Pavilion himself.

His origin is mysterious, and his whereabouts are a mystery. Sometimes he only appears once every hundred years.

The first time was three hundred years ago, when he appeared in Canghai Sword Sect and calculated that there would be a short-term road from the three lands and three states in the Central Region to other regions that had been isolated for a long time.

So, Xiao Baiji, the most watched Tianjian in the Central Region Shenzhou at that time, left the Central Region to pursue a higher realm.

The second time was 130 years ago, when he appeared at Xuantian Peak again and revealed the plan of Beidou Demon Palace to secretly attack the three holy places of the righteous way, which led to the failure of Beidou Demon Palace at the first stop, Xuantian Peak, and stepped into the trap set by Xuantian Peak.

That time, one of the three celestial beings of Beidou Demon Palace died and one was seriously injured. Not long after, the seriously injured died, leaving only Du Jiuyou to support Beidou Demon Palace, which indirectly led to the weakness of Beidou Demon Palace today.

In addition to the two times that are well known on the surface, he has appeared several times in other places, but every time he appeared, he revealed the secrets of heaven and helped people to avoid disasters. Then he floated away and retired after his success, which was quite a bit of the transcendent style of a hermit.

The master of Zhitian Pavilion acted in a profound and unpredictable way, and made many good friends. He showed favors to many forces through several divinations of heaven, making them all owe him favors.

The deeds of these years have successfully created for him an image of being indifferent to fame and fortune, never leaving the mountain unless there is something to do, and acting only for the sake of justice and saving the people.

Now, his years of accumulation have really played a role. No one doubts that he deliberately slandered Yan Weilou out of personal hatred. Even if someone does not believe his prediction, it is difficult to repay the debt of favor.

The favors he bestowed on many forces in the past have now come to be rewarded - he knows how to seize the opportunity. He never used favors easily before, but now that he spoke for the first time, it really has an extraordinary effect.

Even these celestial saints who are not bound by the secular world are sent at his command by a word.

When you reach the realm of celestial beings, you don't care about anything in the secular world. The only pursuit is to step into a higher realm of cultivation, so naturally you cherish your life.

Although they reluctantly took action for favors, it does not mean that these people are willing to fight with an opponent of the same realm.

The words of the Holy Lord of Xuantian Peak made the unhappiness in the hearts of several people surface again.

The eldest princess of Dongli, dressed in men's clothing and looking like a handsome young man, stepped forward and said, "Yes, Mr. Mo did a favor to my Dongli royal family back then, and I promised to repay him... However, the predictions of the gods are never necessarily fulfilled. Since it is related to the great calamity of Shenzhou, we cannot easily draw conclusions to avoid hurting innocent people. I wonder where Mr. Mo is? Can you show up and help us solve this puzzle?"