The Demon Lord has too many aliases

"Um.

” He nodded slightly and let out a syllable through his nose.

The voice was not as cold as he usually was, but rather soft, like a small animal that had been rubbed.

Yan Weilou showed a satisfied smile.

Sure enough, god teammates and pig teammates are different.

Although this companion who met by chance seems to be too naive and simple, and is a bit jealous of evil, the two of them get along with each other in a relaxed and happy manner, which is rare.

The smile on his face unknowingly became more comfortable, and he had the rare patience to explain more complicated details and responses to the other party in detail.

While explaining the content of the script, Yan Weilou did not stop other actions. After exploring the entire palace, he headed straight for the secret door hidden in the dormitory.

Adhering to the style of never leaving anything empty, he will plunder all the small treasury hidden by Mrs. Nishang.

The next second, the two hands touched each other.

Yan Weilou made a move.

However, Su Xinghan stepped forward naturally, opened the secret room before him, and then silently stepped back to the side. His eyes fell quietly on someone who was focused on searching for treasures, without saying anything.

It seemed like he just did something small and unsurprising.

"Well... I found it!" After putting a bunch of secret treasures in his bag, Yan Weilou suddenly laughed.

He raised something and turned around, his eyebrows arched, and his dark eyes flashed in the slightly dark basement, with a hint of youthful joy.

"Look, this is the command talisman of the Master of Xuandong Mountain.

"The demon tide besieged Qingyang City. Without the tokens issued by the big demons as a pass, it would be extremely difficult to get through. Once violent means were used, the true identities of the two people would inevitably be exposed.

Yan Weilou put away the command talisman and said slowly: "It seems that infiltrating in disguise is the easiest way at present.

"After hearing him explain the cause and effect, Su Xinghan suddenly said: "Don't you need to rehearse it in advance? "...Preview?" " Yan Weilou almost thought that he heard or understood wrongly.

Just looking up, he saw that the man in white next to him still looked so cold and indifferent, as ice-like as snow.

Under his gaze, Su Xinghan lowered his eyes in panic: "...I'm afraid I won't perform well.

" "oh.

Yan Weilou suddenly understood. He stood up and left the darkroom, while comforting, "Don't worry, if there is anything you can't handle, just leave it to me."

"As he spoke, he blinked slightly: "Don't forget that you are just a young master who doesn't want to be snatched away. If something happens, of course it will be me, the love-crazed mountain master, who will come forward.

"Xu Xinghan: "...Oh.

" ……disappointment:(.

·If you ask where to find big monsters now, naturally the most places are outside Qingyang City.

The master of Qingyang Palace failed to break through, and the news about the elimination of life and death had just come out. In the nearby realm, many big demons who had been suppressed by him for two years were almost celebrating.

They immediately united and launched the demon tide.

Now millions of demon soldiers have surrounded Qingyang Fucheng.

Qingyang Mansion's formation lacked the palace master's command, and its effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Those big demons were waiting outside the city at this time, waiting for the formation to be broken, then they invaded the city and did whatever they wanted.

As for what happened to the command talisman in Mrs. Nishang's hand? Coincidentally, it was sent by the "Spiritual King" who could be called the leader of the alliance of demons and demons this time to join forces with Qingyang City.

——According to the "Spirit King", they heard that the master of Xuandong Mountain was proficient in illusions and played a key role in their victory over Qingyang City, so they invited this similar person who had just been in Qingyang Mansion for less than a year to help out. So that we can get closer to each other and take care of each other from now on.

In case she didn't know the way, she was going to send an envoy to pick her up in person.

This statement can be said to be well-founded and polite.

It is quite rare among the monsters who are always fighting.

However, Mrs. Nishang knew her own fighting prowess and was not familiar with the demons in Qingyang Mansion. She was afraid that she would be deceived into being cannon fodder, but she did not dare to refuse openly, so she quietly went down the mountain and used Fang Qilang's shell. Just ran away.

Thinking about it, she was planning to go out and hide for a while, and then come back after Qingyang City was destroyed.

Who would have expected that he would just run into Yan Weilou's hands and lose his life.

After searching Xuandong Mountain, Yan Weilou walked out of the palace and went straight to the top of the mountain.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, in addition to the palaces living deep in the mist of the valley, there are countless demon corpses stacked on the mountain road, and large swaths of blood and debris almost dyed half of the mountain red.

This scene doesn't look like a normal painting. It's not an exaggeration to say that it was slaughtered from the inside out.

Phew... The sudden strong wind on the top of the mountain fluttered his black robe, and the hair scattered behind him also fluttered. He stood calmly, smelling the smell of blood in the wind. , showing a faint smile.

Yan Weilou clapped his hands gently.

Crash... An invisible wave swept across, and the monster corpses that had fallen to the ground in a mess were like a wave of wheat blown by the wind, standing up in rows from near to far.

As if controlled by invisible threads, they first raised their left foot neatly, and then took out their right foot. The awkward posture looked like they had been lying down for a long time and their feet were numb. They walked dizzy at first. After a few steps, the movements became more and more fluent and natural.

In less than half a stick of incense, the monster corpses all over the mountain road came to life one by one. The people in Yanwei Tower were divided into different teams, including those guarding the palace, those wandering back and forth in the mountain forest, and others The one who was patrolling at the foot of the mountain... seemed to be the same as before.

The only difference is that the eyes of these living corpses are slightly dull.

——This is really a chilling scene.

"It's no wonder that almost everyone in the Shenzhou Province wanted to beat the Zu Kui Sect, and later it even led the Taishang Dao Sect to personally destroy it..." Yan Weilou couldn't help but shook his head, "This move really caused too much hatred.

"He only learned a little bit about it at the beginning, and the living corpses he controlled had no combat power at all, and he couldn't control them for long.

But how strong would those members of the Zukui sect who are truly proficient in this art be if they encountered a suitable environment, such as on the battlefield? In a sense, the people of Zukuimen can only exert their strongest combat effectiveness in their lair. After all, Zuokuimen is built deep in a mass grave.

The Taishang Taoist Sect would rather fight on the home ground of the Zukui Sect and pay heavy casualties to destroy it. At that time, the whole world applauded in unison, and even the people in the Demonic Sect were unwilling to help. This shows how tempting these guys who play with corpses all day long are. People are afraid.

The entire Xuandong Mountain seemed to have returned to normal. Yan Weilou turned to look at Su Xinghan. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a strong sound of flapping wings coming from the horizon in the distance.

Yan Weilou instantly equipped Mrs. Nishang's dispersed demon soul to his body. The strange demonic aura was mixed with his own murderous aura. Just by watching from a distance, he could sense the fierce power of a peerless demon.

Storms and clouds were swirling in the sky, and a huge strange bird flew towards this side from the direction of Qingyang Fucheng, scattering the clouds like wings made of steel.

It let out a long chirp, then poked its head towards the top of the mountain below, and immediately met a pair of cold, teasing, and cruel eyes.

“It turns out to be a golden-winged roc.

" Along with a gentle laughter, a ferocious and vicious aura rose up and shot straight into the sky.

The cold evil energy contained in it seemed to have killed countless people.

Golden-winged Dapeng's heart couldn't help but tremble. He felt that the other party's tone was more like announcing the name of a dish. It seemed that he would be eaten by the other party as a sacrifice anytime and anywhere.