The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Holy Lord of Xuantian Peak.

As we all know, Zhitian Pavilion has had a special relationship with Xuantian Peak since it helped Xuantian Peak resolve the sneak attack from the Beidou Demon Palace.

Ordinary people don't know, but they know very well that the master of Zhitian Pavilion has been enshrined by Xuantian Peak over the years.

There must be a way of contacting each other.

Facing the sudden "forced palace" in front of him, the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak was no longer as angry as before.

There was an indescribable strange look in his eyes, and he seemed to have just thought about it for a few moments before agreeing.

"Okay, Mr. Mo has long said that he wants to see with his own eyes that the evil spirits outside the world are eliminated and that China is restored to a pure land.

"A faint spatial sensation spread around him, and everyone could recognize that this was a unique secret method of space teleportation.

Generally, as long as two people form a special contract, or possess a pair of special spiritual weapons, and are strong enough to withstand long-distance transmission, they can come across the barriers of space.

The sound of the wheelchair turning sounded in the air, and a figure sitting in a wheelchair gradually emerged from the space. His eyes fell firmly on Yan Weilou.

Yan Weilou also looked at him quietly, with an unknown smile on his handsome and sharp face.

As soon as this man appeared, Pei Buying suddenly threw out the scroll in his hand. The ordinary scroll grew bigger and bigger in everyone's sight, and gradually seemed to cover the entire sky.

Countless magnificent words flew out of the scroll, connected end to end and turned into an infinitely long chain, winding around and around.

The surrounding space was completely blocked.

The indescribable power of heaven and earth descended, and the sun and moon seemed to appear on the sky. Everyone seemed to be dragged into a different space that was different from reality, surrounded by dreamlike and illusory starlight.

At the same time, Princess Dongni touched her hands, and a bright light spread out from her hands. It seemed like stars were falling from her sleeves. Thunder exploded around the Northern Desert royal family, and two beads like Buddha beads flew out in succession. The moment it flew out, it changed from small to large, like two mountain peaks falling from the sky; the great elder of the Canghai Sword Sect took a step forward and slashed out with a sword, like a torrential sea pouring down.

These multiple attacks all broke out at the same time, covering Yan Weilou and the figure in the wheelchair at the same time.

It was as fast as thunder and lightning, as fierce as heavy rain and wind, and almost swallowed up the two people together.

The shocked and angry voice of the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak sounded belatedly in this strange space: "What are you going to do?!" Chapter 150 Accident occurred. Several attacks bombarded together, like a storm and thunder. At this time, the entire alien space was turbulent in the aura of destruction.

Under such a terrifying offensive, even if a heavenly saint is unprepared, he will at least be seriously injured.

The moment he took action.

A figure in white clothes like clouds, with a clear breeze and a bright moon, floated through the minds of several people almost unanimously.

——After leaving Taishang Taoist Gate, "Yan Wulun" traveled all the way, spanning thousands of miles. First, he silently visited Princess Dongli, and then quietly met several other heavenly beings through the introduction of several people. .

Ji Muyue pushed open the door of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, Lu Yiyu took the initiative to find the Great Elder's place of cultivation, and a letter from the Heavenly Sect Master was passed to the Northern Desert Royal Court... Along with it, there was also a wave riding on the wind and riding on the clouds. Coming figure.

At this moment, the scene not long ago reappeared in my mind. At the same time as these heavenly beings took action, the gentle, soothing, elegant male voice that sounded like nature seemed to echo in my mind, with inexplicable bewitching power.

"...Do you think that the Master of the Zhitian Pavilion is really as righteous as he appears?" "He is the one who really wants to shake up the whole world..." "The life span of a heavenly being is eight hundred years.

I'm afraid you don't know yet, but the master of Zhitian Pavilion has lived for countless eight hundred years..." "He has a secret that is superior to heaven and man..." "...There is no need to turn enemies into friends. Your Excellency, you can continue to kill the evil spirits outside the world. While fulfilling your promise, it is not too much to test the master of the Zhitian Pavilion a little bit, right? "Why don't you make a bet? I bet...even if all of you take action at the same time, you can't do anything to him."

"...I have to admit that they were indeed persuaded by that young man.

Of course, this is also related to the evidence given by the other party.

Although it cannot be completely confirmed yet, there are indeed some doubts about the master of Zhitian Pavilion... - As a reborn person, Yan Weilou, although not all the memories of his previous life can be remembered clearly, some crucial parts, For example, some dirty information about the master of Zhitian Pavilion can still be brought out.

One of the clearest things in Yan Weilou's memory is that when the Beidou Demon Palace made a sneak attack on the three righteous holy places, there seemed to be a faint shadow of the master of the Zhitian Pavilion behind it.

It's a pity that the two heavenly beings who knew about this matter have died, and Du Jiuyou, who was still young at that time, had never met the master of Zhitian Pavilion and did not know the details.

Even if he uses Xiaoyao Tower to collect intelligence, "Yan Wulun" can only provide some vague and specious evidence.

But this vague evidence is enough. Those heavenly beings were already shaken in their hearts, they just lacked an excuse.

"Yan Wulun" gave them an excuse.

Despite this, they will not be completely led by "Yan Wulun".

Therefore, on the surface, they agreed to the plan of "Yan Wulun" to join forces to target the master of Zhitian Pavilion. However, when they took action, several people had already reached a tacit agreement to take advantage of Yan Weilou's unpreparedness and deal with Yan Weilou together.

boom! It was like the stars all over the sky were shaking together, and the sky also collapsed.

The peaks fell, the river of stars was like a waterfall, the roaring sword energy turned into the boundless sea, and the unparalleled terrifying attack enveloped the two of them.

"...Since Mr. Mo, you care about the people of the world, we have fulfilled our promise to you.

So, for the sake of the common people in the world, you will die together with the evil spirits outside the world. Such a result should not be regrettable for you, right? "The appearance of an existence like you in this world is too annoying after all..." Countless words flew in the air, and in the sealed alien space, several people took action in unison.

Submerged Yan Weilou and the figure that had just arrived.

In Yan Weilou's pupils, there was only an overwhelming radiance, as if the sky above his head suddenly collapsed and countless stars fell down.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Tsk, we agreed to deal with the Zhitian Pavilion Master together first, but you still want to kill two birds with one stone..." The imperceptible murmur contained a hint of joking, and his deep pupils were deep, "But, it's not unexpected.

"The expression on his face did not change at all. Yan Weilou calmly drew his sword out of its sheath, and the dark blade danced into an afterimage in his hand.

His figure floated up and he took the initiative to greet him.

The next moment, the violent storm-like offensive was split open by an extremely sharp sword light, and then the sword light filled the sky and spewed out like mercury pouring down the ground.

The sword energy and starlight melted like the first snow, and the body of a young man dressed in black clothes came out with the sword light. A deep and terrifying aura surged around him, as if an endless and huge shadow had formed behind him.

With a wave of his sleeve, the pitch-black blade made hundreds of slashes in an instant.

The illusory mountain peak that fell was cut into pieces, and the overflowing sword light danced in the sky like moonlight, and countless silver "silk threads" complemented each other.

Although it is indeed dangerous to be suddenly besieged by four heavenly beings at the same time, it is not that troublesome if you have expected it and prepared in advance.

Like a cook dispelling an ox, he defused all the incoming attacks one by one. Yan Weilou broke through the encirclement and flew across the sky. The afterimage of the sword light that had not yet dissipated passed behind him. The dark robe seemed to be filled with moonlight.