The Demon Lord has too many aliases

In fact, if this strange layer of mist is removed, the mountain is not that tall and steep, nor does it look strange or weird at all. Just a year ago, it didn't even have a name.

At that time, a big demon suddenly came. Not only did he give this nameless mountain a name, but he also opened a cave and recruited all the little demons from the nearby wilderness. In just one year, the scene here was completely different.

——This originally inconspicuous mountain peak has now become a nightmare for many passers-by.

The owner of Xuandong Mountain calls herself Mrs. Nishang. Her only hobby is young and handsome men. Anyone with a slightly outstanding appearance will end up never coming back.

Just as the master of Qingyang Mansion went into seclusion to break through to a higher realm, the remaining great masters in the city had to keep an eye on other great demons with more ferocious behavior. As a result, Mrs. Nishang who was entrenched in Xuandong Mountain was unexpectedly unstoppable.

In the early morning, before the sky became completely bright, a powerful and fleeting demonic energy suddenly erupted from the depths of Xuandong Mountain.

Even though this breath was just a flash in the pan, it still caused the whole mountain to tremble. Some demons who were too weak were directly washed away from their bodies. After screaming, their souls were gone.

"Mrs. Nishang is angry! Who? Who has pissed off Mrs. Nishang?!" A group of little monsters in the mountain trembled under the sudden burst of pressure, and fell to the ground one by one, terrified: "Madam, spare your life! Madam, spare your life!" ” Just as these little monsters knelt down and kowtowed, a pair of dark black boots suddenly appeared in their sight.

Then came the gentle and polite voice of a young man asking for directions: "Excuse me, where is the cave of the master of Xuandong Mountain?" Many demons tremblingly raised their heads, almost all looking in a certain direction in the mountain. go.

So, Yan Weilou, who chased a certain big demon across space all the way to this place, but was separated by an inexplicable formation in the mountains, saw so many enthusiastic demons enthusiastically pointing the way, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Human! It's a human! It's so human!" Looking at the human boy standing in front of them, the demons recovered from their fear and finally realized what they had just misunderstood. There was actually a human in the demon's lair. Humans ran in on their own initiative, and they were not afraid of death to talk to them and ask for directions? ! Realizing this, they couldn't help but drool, and they surrounded the boy in the middle, as if they were looking at a delicious and delicious dessert.

The sky was already bright, but Xuandong Mountain was still blocked and dark.

In the sky, underground, in the stone walls, and in the mountains and forests, grotesque monsters appeared one after another, dragging the shadows all over the sky towards Yanwei Tower. For a moment, it seemed as if the sky and the earth had fallen into darkness together.

The young man in the circle stopped and suddenly sighed: "...What a pity!" He raised his eyes.

As the last syllable fell, something dignified and strange seemed to press down in the air. All the demons inevitably looked into those deep black eyes and saw a flash of sharp light.

The sudden flash of sword light! A flash of golden color flashed across Yan Weilou's left eye, instantly accelerating his own time. Suddenly everything around him seemed to turn into an astonishing and incredible picture, frozen in mid-air.

Under the dark clouds formed by the condensed demonic energy in the sky, in the mist formed by the grievances of countless dead people, facing the shadows everywhere in the sky and underground, the young man walked slowly and slowly, speeding It seemed extremely slow, but it managed to dodge all the attacks.

But his dark clothes and hair were spotless from beginning to end.

But the sharp scimitar in the young man's hand was like a crescent moon, and the ripples of the sword's light seemed to be like a stream of moonlight falling faintly.

The many monsters he encountered along the way seemed to actively collide with his knife edge, and countless blood splashed out.

When Yan Weilou finally stopped, there were bodies lying on the ground behind him.

If you look down from a high altitude, you will find that these severed limbs are laid out directly in a straight line, dripping with blood, without any twists and turns in the middle. It is extremely simple and rough.

Deep in Xuandong Mountain, a gorgeous palace that was exactly the same as in the illusion appeared at the foot of Yanwei Tower.

He looked down from a high position.

At this time, the place was heavily guarded, with teams of humanoid demons patrolling back and forth airtightly.

"What happened to Mrs. Nishang? Why did you suddenly give such a comprehensive defense order? Could it be that other big demons are about to invade?" "If I'm not mistaken, she was severely injured when she was hurriedly teleported back through the formation just now.

That's why they didn't have time to explain anything and instead asked us to protect them.

"Is this serious?" How about we..." A group of demons with their own thoughts exchanged glances with each other, and before one of them finished speaking, his eyes widened in surprise.

The companions next to him were still unaware.

In his sight, a black shadow fell from the sky in an instant, carrying the sound of the strong wind, like an eagle attacking a rabbit, and rushed towards them. The movement was so fast that only an afterimage was left in his sight.

He only saw a pair of dark, indifferent eyes.

...It took a little time to get rid of the guards guarding outside the palace. The next moment Yan Weilou stepped into the palace and opened the door-boom! Violent firelight filled all the space in front of him, and a turbulent sea of ​​​​fire suddenly gushes out from it, like hot magma.

The flames were filled with extreme destructive intent, pouring out like an endless torrent.

Like a sudden avalanche in a snow-capped mountain, this attack was too fast, too sudden, and without any warning. If an average person was not careful, they would probably be engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

Yan Weilou was unhurried and still had time to stretch out a finger.

With a "chi" sound, a wisp of white flame emerged from his fingertips. The dark white flame was like a flickering candlelight in the darkness.

The flames that were originally surging and seemed to be drowning him immediately split into two halves as if they were intelligent, one on the left and one on the right, pouring out from Yan Weilou's side, forming a vacuum zone around him.

"How is that possible!" The woman in red who was hiding in the dark couldn't help but let out a low exclamation.

The scene in front of her was really beyond the scope of her common sense. It was as if the flame itself had no intelligence, and suddenly a heart of fear was born in front of this young man.

And Yan Weilou's figure also disappeared at this moment.

It wasn't until a blocking shadow suddenly enveloped her and a cold blade pressed against her heart that the woman in red slowly raised her head and stared blankly at the face so close to her. "You know this token, right?" Yan Weilou took out his Han Hai Ling and waved it in front of her, "Tell me everything you know.

"The woman in red was silent for a moment, then suddenly curled her lips.

"If I tell you, will you let me go?" "I will let you die neatly.

"Then why should I say it?" "She seemed to be venting her words in a self-deprecating way, and suddenly said, "What? Don’t you want to know the whereabouts of your little lover? "...His life depends on my thoughts."

"The woman chuckled, and there was an indescribable charm on her beautiful face.

Yan Weilou: "...Oh.

" He stared at the other party for a moment, tapped the token again, and repeated: "Tell me everything you know.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

"He suddenly changed his words again, and sent the cold blade of Han Yue forward in his hand.

At the same time as blood gushes out, Yan Weilou's other hand suddenly shoots out of the air, taking the woman's demon soul that was about to escape into his hand.

Yan Weilou suddenly closed his eyes.