The devil has too many vests

While the border of Yunzhou was caught in the flames of war, another battle was going on on another battlefield far away.

Above the extremely high and extremely distant sky, several figures flew past.They stepped on the strong wind, bathed in starlight, and every ray of aura emitted from their bodies was extremely astonishing. Just a random attack could blow the clouds out of the passage for hundreds of meters, and their power was terrifying.

In just a short moment, these figures fought countless moves, and the visions of heaven and earth also changed accordingly.Sometimes the sun shines brightly, and the sun shines thousands of miles away; sometimes the sky is covered with ice and snow, and the thousands of miles are covered with frost... This is the power controlled by heaven and man.

The sky was dyed red, and the fierce wind whizzed past, almost cutting the hundreds of miles of mountain peaks encountered along the way to the ground, and the illusory tide surged on the sky, as if the sea turned upside down, and thousands of hectares of waves rolled down. It also collided with the large expanse of red light... Several martial arts images intertwined in the sky, and the shimmering knife light split the clouds in the sky.

In the end, the icy knife light fell like moonlight, and the bright light intertwined into a round of illusory bright moon. The sky seemed to be dark, and the bright moon rose from the sky. In the sky.

He flipped his wrist, and the black scimitar in his hand drew an arc. The moonlight pouring from the sky rushed back along the blade, and finally settled on his bright blade, giving off a cold and sharp light.

Several other figures also stopped at the same time, staring at him together.These are the five heavenly beings.

If there are other people here and recognize their origin, they will be surprised.It's because these five people not only have reached the pinnacle of cultivation, but also have extraordinary backgrounds.

Wearing a cyan scholar's uniform, holding a scroll in his hand, Pei Buming, the master of the Great Yong Kingdom, has a bit of elegance;

The Northern Mo royal court enshrined in Beimo’s unique attire, with her hair tied into a small bun; the elegant princess of Dongli, dressed in men’s attire, dressed in brocade and jade crowns;

In a linen robe, with no pendants on his body, he is plain but hale and hearty, with only a simple long sword hanging in front of him, the Great Elder of the Canghai Sword Sect;

And the last acquaintance of Yan Weilou, Lord Xuantian Peak.

These five celestial beings just stood quietly in the sky, and the aura emanating from their bodies was enough to stir up the wind and clouds and startle the world.

Layers of celestial and human domains overlapped together, and at this time, this piece of heaven and earth is like a deep sea with countless waves and waves. Under the seabed tens of thousands of miles deep, there is only an almost suffocating pressure.

"Enough, the realm of heaven and man, rebirth of flesh and blood, immortality... It is very difficult for you to kill me."

Gently caressing the blade with his fingers, Yan Weilou looked at the five people in front of him calmly. There was no trace of fear in his flat tone, but a strange calmness and composure.

It seemed like he was the one with the upper hand from beginning to end.

"It's difficult, but not impossible."

The Holy Master of Xuantian Peak stared at him coldly, with his hands behind his back, and his tone was somewhat condescending.

"It's already reached such a point, you don't need to struggle to your death anymore. This time, with Brother Pei and the others helping, do you think you can escape?"

"I don't know if I can escape, at least it's easy to kill you."

Accompanied by this ethereal and soft voice, Yan Weilou's dark robes melted like the night, and his whole body seemed to turn into a faint moonlight in an instant, passing through everyone's sight.

When his figure solidified again, they only had time to see the light of the knife returning from its sheath, and the splash of blood in mid-air.

——At that moment, he was as fast as teleporting.

The Holy Master of Xuantian Peak dodged quickly almost the moment he realized it, but he still couldn't avoid the blow.

He flew upside down all at once, most of his chest was stained red, half of his neck was cut open, he could only stretch out his hand to cover his throat, and bright red blood flowed down his fingers.

He made a "ho ho" sound in his throat, his eyes widened, staring at Yan Weilou as if he had seen a ghost.

A chill came from the backs of several people.

When the five people besieged Yan Weilou together, they still had the upper hand.

But at this time, Yan Weilou's sudden attack made them realize that although this young talent will be promoted to heaven, his strength has already far surpassed them.

If he fights alone, no one here has a half chance of winning in front of him.

Yan Weilou's figure became solid again, a sneer overflowed from the corner of his lips, he ignored the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak on one side, and just looked at the other people with a bright smile.

"When you reach our level, you should practice hard in order to break through to a higher level. What's the benefit of fighting each other to the death? If you really want to fight with me, you'd better be prepared to trade your life for your life!"

His eyes with a cold smile swept over the five of them one by one, with an indescribable arrogance in his expression, and his fingers also passed several of them one by one, his eyes were careless:

"—Is it you, or you, or the rest of you, willing to be buried with me?!"

Yan Weilou's undisguised laughter echoed in the sky, his whole body was lifted up by the strong wind, his dark clothes and hair fluttered in the cold wind, and the indissoluble arrogance and freedom were condensed between the flying brows.

Several people could not help but fell into silence.

Just as Yan Weilou said, with the strength of the five of them, there is absolutely no problem in dealing with him alone.

But the realm of heaven and man is already extraordinary, beyond the imagination of ordinary people. It has the power of rebirth of flesh and blood, and the power of immortality. As long as there is still a trace of flesh and blood, and a little bit of immortality, there is a chance to recover.

Unless they use absolute power to completely annihilate their soul in an instant and wipe out all the vitality in their flesh and blood, otherwise, even if they have the upper hand, it will be difficult to kill them completely.If Yan Weilou wanted to escape wholeheartedly, it would be even more troublesome.

If he really wants to push the other party to a desperate situation, and use his strength to go crazy, it is really possible to exchange his life for his life.It is true that sacrificing one of them may kill the other, but who here is willing to make such a sacrifice?

Pei Buming sighed softly, put away the scroll in his hand, and asked, "Then what do you want?"

Yan Weilou withdrew his hand and said with a smile:

"It's not what I want, but what you want? Do you really believe in that bullshit prophecy? With the vastness of the vast land of China, what kind of power should it be to overthrow it? If I really have the power to harm the whole world, Where do you have your life to stand here?"

The wild smile on his face subsided almost in an instant, turning into a gentle and friendly arc, and even the tone of his speech was full of sincerity:

"In the final analysis, I don't have any deep hatred with you. Now I'm working so hard here, it's just because of the words of the Zhitian Pavilion master. You are fighting for his life and death for a sentence that I don't know whether it is true or not, but he is out of it. What's the matter?" nor……"

"Ho ho..."

Seeing that Yan Weilou's few words seemed to be convincing everyone, the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak used secret techniques to forcibly regenerate flesh and blood, and healed the wound on his neck, making a hoarse voice:

"No!"

He said eagerly: "Everyone, have you forgotten how you promised Mr. Mo before you came here? You promised to get rid of this extraterrestrial evil spirit!"

This sentence is a bit threatening.

Several other people looked a little unhappy, but did not refute.Because they did agree to the request of the master of Zhitian Pavilion in advance.

If you want to ask why Zhitian Pavilion is so responsive and able to drive so many forces to use it, even the saints of heaven and man are willing to be sent by it, you have to start from the beginning.

Zhitian Pavilion has always been low-key, and it is not as prominent in front of the world as the three righteous holy places, but for hundreds of years, it has been secretly affecting the situation in the vast land of Shenzhou.

Where is the gate of Zhitian Pavilion, how many disciples there are in the pavilion, what is the overall strength... All of these are hidden in the mist, no one knows, and it is also dreadful.

The only one exposed to the public is the master of Zhitian Pavilion himself.However, his origin is mysterious and his whereabouts are a mystery, sometimes appearing only once in hundreds of years.

The first time was 300 years ago, when he appeared in the Canghai Sword Sect, he calculated that from the 33 states of the central region, there would be short-lived roads leading to other regions that had long been isolated.

Therefore, at that time, Xiao Baiji, the Heavenly Sword who received the most attention in Central China, left Central Domain in pursuit of a higher realm.

The second time was 130 years ago, when he appeared on Xuantian Peak again, and broke through the conspiracy of the Big Dipper Demon Palace for many years to secretly attack the three holy places of the righteous way, which caused the Beidou Demon Palace to collapse at the first stop of Xuantian Peak. Instead, he stepped into the trap set by Xuantian Peak.

At that time, one of the three celestial beings of the Big Dipper Demon Palace died and the other was seriously injured. The seriously injured died soon after, and Du Jiuyou was the only one left to support the Big Dipper Demon Palace, which indirectly led to the current weakness of the Big Dipper Demon Palace.

In addition to the two well-known two times on the surface, he has also appeared in other places several times, but every time he appeared, he revealed a secret, helped people to avoid disaster, and then drifted away. There is a bit of detachment of a hermit.

The master of the Zhitian Pavilion is unpredictable and has a lot of good ties. He has benefited many forces through several attempts to make up for the sky, making them all owe him favors.

The deeds over the years have successfully created for him a detached image of being indifferent to fame and fortune, never going out of the mountains for nothing, and only acting for righteousness and saving the common people.

Now, his years of accumulation have indeed played a role. No one suspects that he intentionally slandered Yan Weilou out of personal hatred. Even if some people don't believe his prophecy, they will not be able to pay back the debt of favor.

The favor he bestowed on many forces back then is now time to be rewarded——

He knew how to seize the opportunity. He never used favors lightly before, but now he spoke for the first time, and it really had an extraordinary effect.Even these celestial beings, who are not bound by the secular world, are at his disposal under a word.

At the realm of heaven and man, everything in the world is ignored, and the only pursuit is to set foot on a higher realm of cultivation. Naturally, I cherish my life very much.Although they are reluctant to fight for the sake of favor, it does not mean that these people are willing to fight with an opponent of the same level.

The words of the Holy Master Xuantian Peak brought back the unhappiness in the hearts of a few people.

Dressed in men's attire, the eldest princess of Dongli, who looked like a handsome young lady, took a step forward: "That's right, Mr. Mo was kind to my Dongli royal family back then, and I promised to repay it... However, the calculation of heaven's secrets is never necessarily fulfilled, Since it's about the Great Tribulation of China, we can't draw conclusions lightly, so as not to accidentally injure innocent people—I don't know where Mr. Mo is? Can you show up and explain to us?"

The rest of the people couldn't help nodding: "That's reasonable. I wonder if Mr. Mo can meet in person?"

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

As we all know, Zhitian Pavilion has had a special relationship with Xuantian Peak ever since it helped Xuantian Peak solve the sneak attack of the Big Dipper Demon Palace.

Ordinary people don't know, but they know very well that the master of Zhitian Pavilion has been enshrined by Xuantian Peak all these years.There must be a connection between them.

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

An indescribably weird look flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to agree after thinking for a while.

"Okay, Mr. Mo said a long time ago that he wants to see with his own eyes that the evil spirits outside the sky are eliminated and return the pure land of Shenzhou."

Faint space ripples spread around his body, and everyone could recognize that this was a unique secret method of space transmission.

Generally, as long as two people have concluded a special contract, or have a pair of special spiritual weapons, and have enough strength to withstand long-distance transmission, they can descend across the barrier of space.

The sound of the wheelchair turning resounded in mid-air, and a figure sitting in the wheelchair gradually emerged from the ripples in the space, and his eyes fell firmly on Yan Weilou.

Yan Weilou also looked at him quietly, with a smile of unknown meaning on that handsome and sharp face.

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

Countless magnificent words flew out of the scroll, connecting end to end to form an infinitely long chain, entangled round and round around.

The surrounding space was completely blocked.

The indescribable majesty of heaven and earth descended, and the sun and the moon seemed to appear together on the sky, and everyone seemed to be dragged into a different space different from reality, surrounded by illusory starlight like a dream.

At the same time, Princess Dongni wiped her hands, and a radiance overflowed from her hands, as if there was a galaxy falling from her sleeves;

Thunder exploded all over the body of the Beimo royal family enshrinement, and twelve beads like beads flew out in a row, and the moment they flew out, they changed from small to large, like twelve mountain peaks falling from the sky;

The Great Elder of the Canghai Sword Sect took a step forward and slashed out with a sword, just like the surging sea capsized.

These multiple attacks all broke out at the same time, enveloping Yan Weilou and the figure in the wheelchair at the same time.It was as fast as thunder and lightning, as strong as a torrential rain and strong wind, almost engulfing the two of them together.

The startled and angry voice of the Xuantian Peak Holy Master was only a step late, and it sounded in this different space:

"What are you going to do?!"