Tianjian Pavilion·Child of Luck

"Your Majesty, please take it back." Shen Feng resolutely stopped Shen Wumo, with a complex and pleading expression.

Back then, he and Shen Mo sought help from the owner of the Tianjian Pavilion with their bloody enmity. Since then, Shen Mo has lived up to his entrustment as the owner of the Tianjian Pavilion said. They are worthy of the ancestors of the Shen family and the dead members of the clan. The Mozun who is Shen Wumo is not the Shen Mo he wants to see.

Since Shen Mo began to practice "The Law of Reversal Seizing", along with his rapidly rising cultivation base, he has also increased his ruthlessness and bloodthirsty. It is not surprising that such Shen Mo has become a demon cultivator Shen Feng. He and Shen Mo are the closest People, he knows Shen Mo's ambition, and Shen Mo's ascension to the top position cannot be done without his secret help, but now, he can clearly feel that there is a gap between him and Shen Mo at some point.

Maybe, he actually knew it, but he was conditionally unwilling to think about it.

Cultivators always respect strength, and in the devil world, this rule is even more thoroughly implemented.

On the first day of Shen Mo's ascension to the throne, he "swallowed" all the old monsters present under unexpected circumstances. Although Shen Mo almost died on the spot, fortunately, his crazy behavior did not put him in danger. deadly.The so-called seeking wealth in danger means that the current income corresponds to the original suffering.

From then on, there was no more pitiful Shen Mo in the world, but there was one more Demon Realm Supreme who commanded the Demon Cultivators and frightened the world.

Shen Wumo.

After becoming the demon king, Shen Wumo became more moody and unpredictable.He insisted on attacking the realm of comprehension, allowing and even encouraging all demon cultivators to wantonly massacre innocent mortals, even Shen Feng's opinion was no longer listened to.

Are the wings really hard?Such Shen Wumo made Shen Feng's heart cold and painful.Shen Feng watched Shen Wumo grow up, and naturally tied all his expectations and emotions to Shen Wumo's body. Now that his revenge has been avenged, the person closest to him has turned into a cruel devil. How can he bear it.

In front of Shen Feng's eyes was a golden crown, a black suit with blood-like red stripes on it, an extraordinary handsome face was hidden by the terrifying aura around him, people could only remember his cold and sharp eyes.

Seeing Shen Feng, Shen Wumo restrained his overpowering aura a little bit, and there was a little warmth in his dark and indifferent eyes, "Master Uncle."

Shen Feng took a deep breath and repeated: "Your Majesty, please take it back."

Shen Wumo looked at him expressionlessly, waved his hands, and followed the people behind him to salute and leave.Shen Wumo didn't speak, just looked at him so coldly, the atmosphere between the two seemed to freeze, and a moment seemed like a long time, Shen Wumo took the lead to break the heavy atmosphere, he raised a little by little With a bright and strange smile, he said slowly: "Does Prime Minister Shen want to stop me?"

Shen Feng said bitterly, "My lord, I don't understand the meaning of the battle of the boundary wall, and the human world..."

"I said that although ants are small, they are the foundation of the existence of the cultivation world." Shen Wumo stared at him deeply and said, "You are shaken."

"Shen Mo..."

"To shut up!"

Shen Wumo yelled, Shen Feng's face turned pale, and he took a half step back while clutching his chest.

Shen Wumo looked at him with dark eyes, "I said, don't call me by that name again."

He looked at Shen Feng's pale face anxiously, turned and left.

"...too many murders, you will be greeted with thunder that you cannot resist when you ascend." Shen Feng said anxiously, swallowing the blood from his throat.

Shen Wumo stopped walking, turned sideways, cast his eyes on the oppressive gray sky outside the magnificent magic palace, and said lightly, "Do you think you can become a fairy in this world?"

Shen Feng was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Shen Wumo turned his head slightly, and raised the corners of his lips, "Yes, you can't perceive it. How many people in this world can faintly perceive it? In this world, it is impossible to become a fairy. As for the way of heaven, it can no longer restrain me. .”

After finishing speaking, Shen Wumo had no intention of explaining, and left quickly.The moment he stepped into the dormitory and closed the door, Shen Wumo rested his hands on the purple-gold ebony table and panted heavily. Beads of sweat slid down his veined neck into his clothes and wet a large area of ​​his clothes. .Shen Wumo stared at the void with a ferocious expression. It seemed that his fierce gaze could penetrate the void and pierce someone out of countless holes.

Shen Wumo chuckled, "What a Tianjian Pavilion, what a Tianjian Pavilion owner."

There was another burst of meridian-like pain, Shen Wumo gritted his teeth, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, he moved his kung fu with one hand, and the majestic energy burst out with a scream, forming a violent storm in the indoor space. The storm of spiritual power, the storm of spiritual power is getting more and more crazy, sweeping everything, roaring outward in an unstoppable posture.

"Boom!"

Shen Feng turned his head abruptly, seeing the pupils of dust soaring up to the sky from the Mozun's dormitory, the pupils constricted, and the Mozun's spirit pressure roared towards him, Shen Feng let out a muffled snort, with dead blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.Shen Feng was horrified, and hurried to the bedroom after wiping off the blood.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the Demon Lord's dormitory had been destroyed in ruins. Shen Feng concentrated his eyes and looked towards the center of the spiritual riot. Shen Feng looked at each other, and disappeared in a flash.

Shen Feng frowned, Ah Mo...

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"Tianjian Pavilion! This deity is Shen Wumo, open the door! Otherwise, don't blame this deity for being rude!" Shen Wumo's voice full of spiritual power swayed like a bell, shaking this secret place as if there was a resonance illusion.

As if a gust of wind had blown by, the boy's shadow appeared at the gate of Tianjian Pavilion.Shen Wumo sneered, and the moment the boy appeared, he moved in front of the boy, grabbed his thin neck and lifted him up. A trace of surprise flashed in Shen Wumo's eyes, and then he smiled contemptuously, "Oh, Zeng Jin But I didn't see it, you turned out to be a puppet. Watchdog, where is your master?"

The young man raised his neck, but the hollowed-out mask on his face suddenly fell off, Shen Wumo was taken aback for a moment, the closed eyes behind the young man's mask slowly opened, revealing two crystal-like pure eyes, one black and one white.Shen Wumo's heart suddenly bulged, and he felt that there seemed to be countless distorted symbols emerging from the depths in those eyes, as if the world was upside down, the sun and the moon were out of order, and a strong sense of dizziness and nausea made him let go of his hand involuntarily.

The boy fell to the ground, slowly picked up the mask, put it on and stood up, glanced at Shen Wumo, turned and opened the door.

【The master is not here】

The young man didn't speak, this period of consciousness suddenly entered Shen Wumo's sea of ​​consciousness, which made him understand what the young man wanted to express.Shen Wumo stroked his forehead and let out a sigh of relief, stared at the young man gloomyly and then stepped into the door.

The scenery inside the Tianjian Pavilion is exactly the same as when he first stepped here, without any change.Perhaps it was the impact of his spiritual consciousness just now. Looking at this scene, Shen Wumo, whose mind is extremely tough, felt as if he had returned to the past. Shen Feng pulled him to kneel here and begged a superior person, the most proud and the best face His uncle kept kowtowing his head, and the sound touched his flesh, and the sound of blood splashing on the ground seemed to flow all the way to his heart along the cracks in the ground.

From then on, Shen Wumo swore in his heart that he would make those cultivators pay the price.It was also here that he knew for the first time that there was a kind of person in this world who was born to stand on a height beyond the reach of people like them. That is called being blessed by nature, the child of luck, who does not need to struggle between life and death, and does not need to fight for life. Go down by whatever means, just stand there, there will be countless rare treasures, countless spiritual beast pills.

Shen Wumo couldn't deny that he hated this kind of people the most.He has mobilized people countless times to find the person who is most loved by heaven and earth shown in the "Luck Eye", but he always finds nothing.Shen Wumo almost sneered, this is the protection of heaven, even if he has robbed that person of a lot of luck, he still can't find the son of luck, let alone do any substantial damage.Only by constantly diverting the evil spirit of heaven and snatching that person's luck can he feel more at ease.

Shen Wumo's thoughts turned and he settled down.Based on the movement he made just now, I believe the elusive Tianjian Pavilion Master can perceive it.Shen Wumo thought of the temptation to the puppet boy just now, and his fear of the owner of the Tianjian Pavilion deepened in his heart.Especially in this pavilion, he used to be unable to perceive it, but now, he just feels like sitting on pins and needles in this pavilion, as if he has entered the territory of a ferocious beast unsuspectingly.If it wasn't forced by the situation, Shen Wumo really didn't want to put himself in danger.

The method of rebellion, eye movement, humanoid puppet...

Lord of the Tianjian Pavilion, who the hell are you?