The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Yan Weilou had no doubt about the other party's difficulty.

You can tell just by comparing the time.

Yan Weilou was able to cross the river of time several times, of course because of the Dial of Time, but more importantly, he did not stay in each period of time for long, and the total life span he consumed was less than a hundred years.

The Dial of Time can only take him to jump in time, but it cannot make him immortal and transcend the life span limit.

And if Emperor Bai had actually lived from ancient times to the present - even if he had been sealed for a long time - what a terrifying number would the long years he had spent be? For mortals, it is almost equivalent to immortality.

The lifespan of a human being is only eight hundred, and even if Bai Emperor's realm is beyond that, it is only half a step higher at most.

And how can virtue be able to live a long life and survive to this day? Could this be all the result of that heavenly book? In any case, there is such an immortal enemy who has been lurking in the secret, but his true identity cannot be found; the enemy can attack him at any time, but he cannot find his seven-inch lifeline, which is unbearable for anyone.

This time, Yan Weilou decided to deal with him completely.

And this depends on the volume "General Outline of Mending the Sky".

After returning from the vortex of time and space, the "General Outline of Mending the Sky" that had been unable to be opened was finally opened by Yan Weilou, revealing its true face.

This is something that has been sealed in the forbidden land in the sky by "Yuan" since ancient times, and it is also his biggest trump card.

Yan Weilou was really surprised to see what this so-called "general outline" was.

The moment he opened the stone book, he received a lot of information, all of which came from the "Yuan" at least tens of thousands of years ago.

——It seems that as early as that year, he had an insight into the future countless years later, and planned the backup plan in advance.

Out of trust in himself, Yan Weilou decided to believe the news above.

After all, when "Yuan" chose to give up a Dial of Time, lose his former heavenly cultivation, turn himself into a blank slate, and travel through time to start over tens of thousands of years later, he must not have simply done nothing in vain.

When the night gradually faded and the morning sun burst onto the horizon, on the top floor of the inn, Yan Weilou got out of bed, threw on his clothes, gently opened the window, and looked out.

Through the consciousness of being one, he sensed that "Xu Yuan" was holding a sword and hanging in the sky, slaying demons to defend the way, and testing the sword for thousands of years; "Jiang Xuan" led a group of demon followers out of Yunzhou and went to the North to fight against the Beidou Demon Palace. The meeting set off a bloody storm; and "Yan Wulun" in white and light fur, alone in Xiaoyao Tower, connected to the court and the rivers and lakes, the intelligence network all over the world quickly started to operate in a short time, and one of his designated The news spread throughout the world.

——The embers of Biluotian have not been extinguished and are about to make a comeback! However, at this time, this news has just started to gain popularity, and not many people believe it yet.

“It seems like I’m the most laid-back.

" After sharing several other conscious experiences, Yan Weilou couldn't help but tease himself.

"You don't have to do anything, just enjoy the warm fragrance of soft jade, the high bed and the soft pillow..." Before he finished speaking, he felt a pair of eyes behind him staring at him, with a look of shame and anger.

Yan Weilou slowly turned around and looked.

The pale golden morning light shone in from the window behind him, giving the person on the bed a golden halo. The face that should have been as white as porcelain and as cold as ice was now stained with crimson, like It's the sunset that fills the sky little by little.

Even the ears are red.

It was as if the statues of gods enshrined in temples were desecrated by mortals and fell into the sky.

His long eyelashes trembled lightly, and his eyes were as clear as ink jade. They no longer had the blank and cold look of the past. He only glanced at Yan Weilou, not knowing whether he was more embarrassed or more angry.

"Mingguang..." Yan Weilou read the name, looked at him like this, and started laughing unconsciously.

It is different from the confident smile in the past, a confident and calm smile, or a contemptuous, cold, condescending smile.

He looked a little silly at this time.

Looking at his silly smile, the shame and anger in Su Xinghan's eyes gradually disappeared, and he sighed helplessly, but he couldn't help but frown.

He stood up and made a cup of tea for Yan Weilou and asked, "How is it? Is everything arranged?" Of course he knew that what Yan Weilou said before was just a joke.

In fact, Yan Weilou is not idle at all now, but is unusually busy.

Yan Weilou had already told him about the usefulness of the vest's incarnation.

This is not a soul split, it's just multitasking. The so-called vest incarnation and the original body are actually the same consciousness, doing different things at the same time.

Therefore, even though Yan Weilou is so idle now, in his mind, he is sharing what several vest incarnations are doing at any time, and he has to separate his thoughts and control them separately.

Handling so many things at the same time without any confusion shows that his spiritual realm has surpassed countless people in the world.

Yan Weilou did not take the cup of tea. Instead, he took the cup in front of Su Xinghan, took a sip, and slowly licked the water droplets on his lips.

Then he said: “Everything went well.

It’s just that I’m leaving it up to you on the other side of the Vast Sea Secret Realm.

"Xu Xinghan responded softly: "Don't worry, Ayan.

" He only said this, and his eyes revealed determination, which was stronger than a million words.

“Of course I’m relieved.

" Yan Weilou looked at him with a smile, his expression gentle.

Now, the most important thing is the incarnation of the vest.

According to what Yan Weilou saw in his dream, in the ancient times when "Yuan" lived, the two time dials in his eyes should have had more powerful abilities.

And now this method of using the power of light blocking to develop a vest incarnation is a new function he has come up with after traveling through tens of thousands of years, losing a time dial, and starting over with the name "Yan Weilou".

This is actually a more superficial use.

It's like actively downgrading his own golden finger.

However, the vest incarnation he used happened to be able to conceal the secrets of heaven and avoid the divination of the "Heavenly Book".

In his previous life, Yan Weilou relied on the characteristics of "Yan Wulun", the only vest incarnation that was not within the secrets of heaven, to escape many times.

——Is this really just a coincidence? Obviously, when choosing to temporarily give up a time dial, "Yuan" may have foreseen this day.

The ability of this time dial now seems to have declined compared to the ancient times, but the ability of the vest incarnation to conceal the secrets of heaven is more helpful to him.

·"Master, what happened?" In the south of Qinchuan, over the city a hundred miles away from Xuantian Peak, a huge flying boat flew across the sky, clearing away layers of clouds and leaving a long trail on the sky.

On the flying boat, there were only natives, but their cultivation levels had already entered the Dao, and they were great masters who could be famous in the martial arts world. However, these people were obviously dominated by a young man who looked like a novice.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, with ink-like black hair tied up with a jade crown. He had a slender figure and a handsome appearance. The most eye-catching thing was his pair of eyes that were bright, upright, open and calm.

He naturally exuded a majestic aura, but not overbearing. It was as magnificent as the nine-day sun. It seemed that all the dark and treacherous existences would melt in front of him like snow in the sunlight.

Facing the doubtful eyes of others, "Xu Yuan" shook his head and sighed softly: "Nothing, just thinking about the catastrophe in the martial arts world, I don't know how many fellow practitioners were involved in it and ruined their cultivation in vain, so I was moved.

" Hearing him say this, others couldn't help but sigh.

Xuantian Peak also suffered heavy losses in this battle with the demons. They all had younger disciples or close friends who were seriously injured or even died. Even if their cultivation had reached the level of a grandmaster, they couldn't help but feel sad.