The devil has too many vests

Several attacks bombarded together, as if the storm and thunder were coming together, the entire space was turbulent in the breath of destruction.

Under such a terrorist attack, even a celestial saint would at least be seriously injured if he was defenseless.

The moment of the shot.

In the minds of several people, a figure in white clothes like a cloud, with a clear breeze and a bright moon floated across the minds of them almost by coincidence.

——After leaving the Taishang Daomen, "Yan Wulun" traveled all the way, across thousands of miles. First, he paid a silent visit to Princess Dongli, and then quietly met several other celestial beings through the introduction of several people .

Ji Muyue pushed open the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, Lu Yiyu took the initiative to find the place where the Great Elder lived to practice, and a letter from the Lord of the Heavenly Religion was sent to the royal court of Beimo... Then came a journey of riding the wind and riding the clouds. coming figure.

At this moment, the picture from not long ago resurfaced in my mind again. At the same time as these celestial beings shot, the gentle, soothing, and elegant male voice seemed to resound in my mind, with inexplicable bewitching power.

"...Your Excellency, do you think that the Master of the Zhitian Pavilion is really as righteous as he has shown?"

"He is the one who is really trying to shake up the whole world..."

"The lifespan of heaven and man is eight hundred years. I'm afraid you don't know it yet. The master of Zhitian Pavilion has already lived for countless eight hundred years..."

"There is a secret above heaven and man in him..."

"...You don't need to turn an enemy into a friend. Your Excellency can continue to kill the evil spirits outside the sky. While fulfilling the promise, it is not too much to test the master of the Zhitian Pavilion a little bit, right?"

"Why don't you make a bet, I bet... Even if all of you make a move together, you can't do anything to him."

...I have to admit that they were indeed moved by that young man.

Of course, this is also related to the evidence given by the other party.Although it can't be fully confirmed yet, there are indeed some doubts about the master of Zhitian Pavilion...

——As a reborn Yan Weilou, although not all the memories of the previous life are clearly remembered, some crucial parts, such as some black materials about the master of Zhitian Pavilion, can still be brought out.

The clearest thing in Yan Weilou's memory is that when the Beidou Demon Palace attacked the three holy places of the righteous way back then, there seemed to be the shadow of the master of the Zhitian Pavilion behind it.It's a pity that the two celestial beings who knew about this matter have both died, and Du Jiuyou, who was still young back then, has never met the master of Zhitian Pavilion, and he doesn't know the details.

Even if Xiaoyao Building is used to collect intelligence, "Yan Wulun" can only give some vague evidence that is plausible.

But this bit of vague evidence is enough, those heavenly beings have already been shaken in their hearts, they just lack an excuse. "Yan Wulun" gave them an excuse.

Even so, they will not be completely led by the nose by "Yan Wulun".

Therefore, on the surface, they agreed to the plan of "Yan Wulun" to jointly target the master of the Zhitian Pavilion, but at the same time as they made their move, several people had already reached a tacit agreement to take advantage of his unpreparedness and deal with Yan Weilou together.

boom!

It was as if the sky was full of stars shaking down together, and the sky also collapsed.The peaks fell, the galaxy was like a waterfall, and the howling sword energy turned into a boundless sea, and the unparalleled terrorist attack enveloped the two of them together.

"...Since Mr. Mo, you care about the common people in the world, and we have fulfilled our promise to you. Then, for the sake of the common people in the world, you should have no regrets about this result, right? ?”

"An existence like you, appearing in this world, is too much of an eyesore after all..."

Countless pieces of words were flying in the air, and in the blocked space, several people shot at the same time.

Submerge Yan Weilou and the figure that just arrived.

In Yan Weilou's pupils, there was only an overwhelming brilliance, as if the sky above his head suddenly collapsed, and countless stars fell down together.

He raised his eyebrows.

"Tsk, we agreed to deal with the master of the Zhitian Pavilion first, but you still want to kill two birds with one stone..." The imperceptible murmur was faintly teasing, and his deep pupils were deep, "However, it's not unexpected."

The expression on his face did not change at all, Yan Weilou calmly drew his knife out of its sheath, and the black blade danced in his hand, leaving an afterimage.He floated up and took the initiative to meet him.

In the next moment, the storm-like attack was split open by a sharp knife light, and then the knife light gushed out from the sky like mercury pouring down the ground.

The sword energy and starlight melted like the first snow, and the young man dressed in black came out with the light of the sword. A deep and terrifying aura surged around him, as if a huge and boundless shadow had condensed behind him.While waving his sleeves, the pitch-black blade made hundreds of cut marks in an instant.

The falling illusory mountain peak was chopped into pieces, the overflowing knife light danced in the sky like moonlight, and countless strands of silver "silk threads" complemented each other.

Although it is indeed a dangerous thing to be suddenly besieged by four heavenly beings at the same time, it is not so troublesome if you have anticipated and prepared.

Destroying all the incoming attacks one by one like a Pao Ding dispelling an ox, Yan Weilou stood out from the encirclement, his figure flew across the sky, the afterimage of the knife light that had not yet dissipated passed behind him, and the black robe seemed to be diffused with moonlight.

At the moment when Yan Weilou broke through, "Mr. Mo", who was also overwhelmed by the offensive of the four people, did not dodge or evade, but raised his head slightly, looking at the scene as if the sky had been turned upside down indifferently.

He was dressed in a black robe, wrapped in a pitch-black scribe's uniform, his originally vigorous face showed a faint color of weakness, there was a black chain-like mark on his eyelids, and his whole body was full of mysterious and unpredictable aura.

Under the heavy pressure of the mountains and tsunami, the wheelchair under him made a "creaking" sound, and it was the first to be unable to bear it, and it shattered all of a sudden.

But he just remained motionless, letting the force that could tear apart several mountain peaks hit him.

Yan Weilou turned around just in time, and his eyes collided with him.

The man smiled at him, with a bit of nostalgia, as peaceful as an old friend reunited.

...But the emotion in his pupils is not like this, it seems to be full of infinite malice, mixed with some subtle and unspeakable emotions, nostalgia and hatred are intertwined, and the surging killing intent makes his pupils shine .

Immediately afterwards, his whole body collapsed like a star point.

The heavenly beings who made the move were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions changed greatly, but they were not even half happy: "No, this is not his real body!"

The faces of several people were extremely ugly.

... This time the action was undoubtedly a failure.They didn't get rid of Yan Weilou, but also exposed their fear of the master of Zhitian Pavilion, which aroused the other party's vigilance.All calculations are in vain!

The Holy Master of Xuantian Peak, who was about to make a move in shock and anger, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly:

"I just said, Mr. Mo has always calculated everything, how could he be easily plotted by you! It turns out that he has been prepared for a long time, no wonder he specially gave me a teleportation spirit weapon before coming here."

Everyone's eyes turned to him, and their faces became even uglier: "What did you say? He was already prepared?"

The Holy Master of Xuantian Peak snorted coldly, he saw all the sneak attacks of these people just now, so he would not give them a good face.Therefore, he only said lightly:

"That's natural. Long before I came, Mr. Mo explained that if you want to see him halfway, I can agree to it. I will use the teleportation weapon to let you meet..."

At that time, he thought that Mr. Mo was just talking casually, and then, looking at the scene that happened just now, it was obvious that the other party had already calculated what would happen.

"It's ridiculous that you are planning secretly and think you have the plan, but everything is in Mr. Mo's expectation."

The cooperative relationship that existed in name only had broken down, and the Holy Master Xuantian Peak's eyes were cold, and he taunted a few of them unscrupulously in order to vent the unquenchable anger in his heart.

He is not a fool, from the tacit understanding of the several people, it can be seen that they have already made up their minds, and they may have reached a tacit understanding with Yan Weilou, so they just sang together and wanted to see the master of the Zhitian Pavilion.

If we say that at that moment before, he was angry at the refusal of several people and suddenly attacked.Well, now that he has thought about all this clearly, he is even more angry at being kept in the dark, and being played by these people like a fool from the beginning to the end!This is simply a great humiliation!

But after all, he wasn't such a flabbergasted young man, he quickly suppressed his anger, cast his eyes on Yan Weilou who was watching the play, and said in a deep voice:

"You guys are celestial beings at any rate. It's fine to attack Mr. Mo for no reason before. Don't you really want to break your promise and let this extraterrestrial demon go? This is the only chance to make up for it."

Yan Weilou, who stood watching the play, saw that he brought the topic to him, but he did not rush and smiled slightly.

...If it was before, these people might still fulfill their agreement with Zhitian Pavilion, but now...not necessarily.

His confident smile was an eyesore to the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak.

The two already had old grudges.

——Last time in Beimo, with the help of the Dao Map of the Universe, Yan Weilou almost completed the act of killing heaven and man as a great master of Taoism.

This also made the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak a laughing stock among heaven and man for a long time, completely losing face.

Now, Yan Weilou showed such bright mockery again, which made the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak look at him even colder, as if he was looking at a dead person.

... Although these people attacked Mr. Mo for no reason, the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak did not believe that they would suddenly abandon the righteous way and join forces with the devil.Otherwise, they wouldn't have attacked together with Yan Weilou.Most of them were just provoked by Yan Weilou.

Now that the sneak attack is fruitless, as long as they don't want to form a death feud with Zhitian Pavilion and Xuantian Peak, they should know what to do.This is also the unspoken rule between righteous paths.

Before, they shouted and shouted to kill, and then they became as close as brothers for the sake of common ground. There have been many such things.In this rivers and lakes, the so-called distinction between good and evil is nothing more than seeing who is more shameless and can do a good job of superficial skills.

But the rest of them didn't move.

The surrounding atmosphere became weird.

"You, you..." He couldn't help frowning, and looked at several people with suspicious eyes.

Yan Weilou laughed slowly: "You're right, anyway, the owner of the Zhitian Pavilion is fine. As long as they kill me, they will have an explanation on the surface, and the Zhitian Pavilion will not sacrifice several heavenly beings." The news of the attacker's attempt to test it spread..."

"It's a big deal and I will say that I had a tacit understanding with the master of the Zhitian Pavilion beforehand, but I just pretended to cooperate with me, tricked me into losing my guard, and took the opportunity to block the space to attack me. Everyone is still a righteous little partner who slays evil and demons...

"For another example, I was misled by the devil before, and it was just a misunderstanding to attack the master of Zhitian Pavilion...

"Well, as long as you are willing to look for it, there are not too many suitable reasons. I believe that the master of Zhitian Pavilion is also willing to lie."

He spread his hands casually, and what he said was very straightforward.There was a kind of lazy and annoying smile on that handsome sharp face, which made people want to punch him in the face hard.

The holy master of Xuantian Peak frowned more and more.

Yan Weilou expressed exactly what was in his mind.But he didn't understand why the rest of the people looked so strange at this time, as if they didn't intend to follow the script?

A bad premonition gradually spread in his heart.

Seemingly seeing the doubts in his heart, Yan Weilou kindly explained his doubts: "Of course it's because...the performance of the master of Zhitian Pavilion is too perfect."

... In the past, the other side did indeed make several attempts to calculate the secrets of the sky, but they were all aimed at their enemies, and the results they gave were at most nothing more than big and vague words like "it is not suitable to travel today".

Every time the other party appears and leaks secrets, it seems that they are saving people, and they have never used this ability to plot against anyone.

For them, the master of Zhitian Pavilion is undoubtedly harmless.Especially when the other party will disappear for many years from time to time, no one will take it to heart.

But when they stood on opposite sides for a while, they discovered for the first time that the other party's ability to calculate the secrets of heaven was far more terrifying than what they had shown in the past, and they even knew all their plans clearly.

Giving the teleportation artifact in advance and arranging for the fake body to appear... This is a simple but highly targeted response, too detailed and too perfect.

A simple sentence "It is not suitable to travel today" is just admirable, but if it is detailed enough that "Sometime and place will meet someone or something..." What happened throughout the day can be calculated, it will only be admirable. It's frightening.

If it is said that these people were only provoked by Yan Weilou before, which aroused the inferiority of human beings in their hearts.So now, they are really full of guard against the master of Zhitian Pavilion.

Even as a celestial being, his every move cannot escape the other party's calculations.It seems that no one has any secrets in front of him.How can such a person not be dreaded, feared, and tried to get rid of him quickly?

Even if he was indifferent to fame and wealth and had no ambitions in the past, it still can't make people feel at ease.

Several people looked dignified, and the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak also raised his heart in this weird atmosphere, and looked at the others with vigilance.

Only Yan Weilou laughed heartlessly.

"Don't you think that I am really planning to ambush the Lord Zhitian Pavilion with you?"

Therefore, after the sneak attack failed, the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak would look at him like a dead person.

"——I didn't expect to kill him so easily."

The young man's black clothes are like ink, and there is a light smile between his flying brows:

"It doesn't matter if it succeeds or fails. From the beginning to the end, my purpose is to expose him from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, so that everyone realizes how terrifying this person is."

The face of the Holy Master Xuantian Peak gradually changed, and he suddenly realized the meaning of Yan Weilou's words.

Sometimes, it is a sin to be stronger than common sense and incomprehensible.The cultivation strength displayed by the master of the Zhitian Pavilion may not be enough to make people alert, but the exhaustive strategy is enough to make people fearful.

In fact, to understand the meaning of Yan Weilou's words, even the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak, who has always respected Mr. Mo, couldn't help but think deeply.If one day he is the one whose actions are all expected...

He had no choice but to realize that deep down in his heart, he subconsciously became wary of Mr. Mo.

For a moment, his gaze towards Yan Weilou was filled with inexplicable fear.

Sure enough, it was a demonic way, and a few simple words shook his state of mind... This person is too scary!

And that clear and clear voice with a smile still sounded unhurriedly, and it was full of irresistible bewitchment in everyone's ears.

"... Now, is it me, the so-called extraterrestrial demon, who is more threatening, or the Master of Zhitian Pavilion who is more worthy of vigilance?"

A silence answered him.

The answer is already obvious.

The heavenly beings are already transcendent and refined, and the common people are overthrown, so what does it have to do with them?On the contrary, it is an omniscient "god", which is even more annoying to them.

Now that they are wary of the Pavilion Master of Zhitian Pavilion, Yan Weilou, who made him so eager to kill him, is naturally no longer their enemy.

...at least not yet.

But the righteous way is shameless after all.It would be embarrassing for them to just turn against Yan Weilou and let go of this "heavenly demon who will bring disaster to China".

Seeing everyone's expressions, Yan Weilou laughed: "It seems that everyone agrees with the proposal conveyed by the host Xiaoyao earlier?"

"...There is no enmity between me and all of you. This time, it was just a word from the Pavilion Master of Zhitian Pavilion. Who knows if he is accurate? I also said that he is taking personal revenge."

The psychological grasp of these so-called righteous people is extremely accurate, Yan Weilou opened his mouth and gave them an excuse to stop, making their expressions obviously relaxed.

"As for the personal grievances between me and the master of Zhitian Pavilion, let us settle it ourselves."

——Yan Weilou's purpose has never been to make these people turn against him and become his allies. The barrier between righteousness and evil alone cannot be crossed.

The goal he hopes to achieve is to let other people withdraw from this drama directed by the master of Zhitian Pavilion, and it is enough to achieve a situation where the two do not help each other.

Seeing that the tense atmosphere before was getting more and more relaxed, the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak didn't care about the entanglement in his heart, he said anxiously: "No!"

"The heretics of the Demon Sect are insidious and cunning, and you must not be trusted! The catastrophe of China is ahead. As heavenly beings, do you want to disregard the world and the common people for your own selfish desires?"

His expression was serious, and he used his usual righteous and awe-inspiring tone.

Since the establishment of Xuantian Peak, it has claimed to protect the entire world, and it is not just a pretense.Each of their disciples has been brainwashed since childhood, and he regards himself as the master of the world from the bottom of his heart, and has the responsibility of adjudicating good and evil and pacifying the world.

Since Xuantian Peak's strength lies there, as long as it is not too much, other people are willing to praise them.But this time no one agreed.

Holy Master of Xuantian Peak: "..."

Published a declaration that was almost second-year, but no one praised it, and the atmosphere became inexplicably embarrassing.

An increasingly bad premonition made him tremble, and he looked around calmly.

Only then did he realize that, including Yan Weilou, the rest of the people looked at him with very meaningful eyes.

……not good!

He suddenly realized the danger.

If these people made up their minds to stand on the opposite side of Zhitian Pavilion, then his presence as the spokesman for the master of Zhitian Pavilion would be extremely annoying.

Sure enough, Buming Pei suddenly sighed softly: "Brother Yan, I offended you."

Finally, the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak, who had a surname, had no time to say anything, so Pei took a step out without a name. He was dressed in a blue scholar's uniform, and his movements were extremely elegant. A terrifying murderous intent.

The illusory scroll was flying in mid-air, and a small "mountain" character burst out from the scroll, from as small as a mosquito at the beginning to as big as a mountain at the end, when it hit him head-on, the air around him was overwhelmed The sound of breaking through the sky.Then a small "fire" popped out, pulling the fire meteors all over the sky to fall together, and the crimson flame illuminated the entire different space.

His shot was like a signal.

The rest of the people followed closely, and the infinite martial arts images turned into infinite phantoms, almost devouring the Holy Lord of Xuantian Peak.

Of course, Yan Weilou would not miss this opportunity to add insult to injury, he chuckled lightly, and casually drew out his long knife.

The long and narrow blade came out of its sheath abruptly, like a pool of quiet moonlight flowing through the eyes of a young man, reflecting a pair of deep and indifferent eyes and a light smile in the eyes.

In an instant, the enemy and the enemy are exchanged.

Everyone's actions have already explained their determination.The Holy Master of Xuantian Peak stopped talking nonsense, and also drew out his long sword, and the breath around him was boiling, like an illusory sun rising slowly.He greeted them.

As a sage of heaven and man, he has his own pride. Now that these people have made their choice, he will not continue to waste his words.Coupled with the fact that the surrounding space has been blocked, it is impossible for him to escape even if he wants to.

Then there is only one battle!

After all, this arena is based on strength.

The different space was violently turbulent again, and all kinds of brilliance collided together, and an astonishing explosion occurred.

It was also a one-on-five, Yan Weilou even had the strength to fight back before, but the strength of the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak was difficult to even barely support.

Just after one hundred moves, the breath around him became obviously disordered, and his face gradually turned pale due to excessive blood loss.

"Cough, cough, cough! Mr. Mo's clever calculations, all your plots were in his expectation..."

With a muffled sound, he didn't know who was attacked, and he flew backwards suddenly.

After finally staggering and stopping in mid-air, he raised his head with a gloomy face.

"...don't force me."

Before, he didn't know why Mr. Mo suddenly gave him a treasure in the name of reward, and he also specifically explained that it can only be used in critical moments, because once it is used, it will consume half of the body's blood.

But now...he already understood everything.The other party must have expected all this.

Thinking of the cost of consuming half of his body's essence and blood, the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak still hoped to persuade these people to stop, lest both sides suffer in the end, and no one would be able to please.

It's a pity that what responded to him was another knife light.

Tick ​​tock.

Blood dripped continuously from the blade, and Yan Weilou flicked it carelessly.Suddenly his expression changed slightly, and then his figure suddenly retreated.

His whole body was like a big black bird, flying backward hundreds of meters in an instant, his pair of lacquered eyes were fixed on the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak, and the pupils constricted suddenly.

Something was thrown out by the opponent, and it looked like a bronze medal the size of a palm.

The moment this thing was thrown, the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak suddenly let out a scream, the blood inside his body boiled instantly, his whole body was red like a boiled prawn, and the hot white air came from It emanated from every pore in his body.

"what--!"

In less than three seconds, everyone watched as such a big living person was drained of all his blood and turned into a shriveled skinny man.Immediately afterwards, the layer of flesh on his body began to burn.The body twisted under an indescribable terrifying force.

Bang!

Like a tomato crushed and crushed by an invisible hand, his whole body exploded and turned into countless fly ash.

Everyone watched helplessly as a transparent spirit flew out of his body at the moment his body collapsed, and was immediately enveloped by an invisible force, annihilated along with his body.

"……You lied to me--!"

Extreme resentment, unwillingness, despair, hatred... The overly intense emotions in this voice are almost deeply imprinted in the souls of everyone.

With the powerful consciousness of Heaven and Man, he immediately understood what happened to him.Most likely, he was deceived by the master of the Zhitian Pavilion and became a pawn in the opponent's hand.

Yan Weilou was not surprised.He knew very well that as long as there was a chance to kill him, no matter how crazy that person did!

The rest of the people suddenly had a kind of fear like the death of a rabbit and a fox in their hearts, but soon they had no time to think about it.

With the sacrifice of all the soul, flesh and blood of a celestial being, an indescribably deep darkness gushed out from the surface of the bronze medal that flew into the air, and an invisible force surged out along with it.The surrounding space was frozen in an instant, without light or sound.

Everyone was frozen in place, with horrified expressions on their faces.In their eyes, there is an endless and diffuse light.

boom!

Silently, it was as if a star exploded suddenly in the universe, and the endless light and heat annihilated everyone.

The violent explosion completely distorted the entire different space, the barrier shattered inch by inch, and a black hole-like deep vortex appeared on the spot. Everyone was almost involuntarily drawn into the vortex, and it was about to swallow them completely.

"Ayan—!"

Su Xinghan's voice came faintly, as if it was close to his ears, but also as if it was so ethereal that it was a world away.

In Yan Weilou's last line of sight, he saw a white shadow rushing into the surrounding space fragments without hesitation, rushing towards him.

As if being cut by countless wind blades from the whole body at the same time, his snow-white clothes were instantly dyed red.

The surrounding world kept distorting and crumbling. At this moment, Yan Weilou ignored everything around him, only those clear eyes full of worry were in his eyes.

Purer than ice and snow, softer than moonlight.

It seemed that because of the too intense action, at the same time that Su Xinghan flew towards him, a stone ancient scroll flew out of his sleeve, heading straight for Yan Weilou.This volume of the mysterious general outline of Bu Tian Jue fell into the center of the explosion first.

It seemed that it had absorbed the infinite energy scattered around, and the ancient scroll that had been unable to be opened before suddenly unfolded by itself.

There was a golden light in front of Yan Weilou's eyes, and then he completely lost consciousness.