The devil has too many vests

call……

The boundless wasteland paved with ice and snow spread towards the sky, and the raging sea of ​​fire ignited the wasteland. The cold white flame seemed to blend with the surrounding frost and snow, and it was all white as far as the eye could see.

The sky is high and the earth is far away, everything is white.

The scene in front of me looks really beautiful.However, no one present was in the mood to appreciate it.

In the icy sea of ​​flames that blazed, two parties confronted each other—or rather, a group of people confronted one.

The former are all dressed in various sacrificial costumes like those in a drama, and they are dressed up with magic sticks. They are clearly the lunatics of the famous cult organization "Tianzong" in Beimo.

——"Tianzong" is also called "Sacred Religion".People in the sect believe in the existence of ancient immortals and gods, regard the boundless snow-capped mountains in the southern border of Beimo as the birthplace of gods and men, and regard themselves as priests serving gods, and even fool many people in Beimo into a pit.The names of Fengsheng Town and Fengsheng City at the foot of the snow mountain come from this.

From nobles to commoners in Beimo, there are Tianzong believers among them.The tree is so big and deeply rooted that this difficult cult organization ran rampant in the northern desert for a while, and no one could control it.

But now, this group of Tianzong sect members who are rampant in the northern desert are blocked here by one person, and they are about to be burned to ashes in the sea of ​​fire, leaving no bones left.

"Crazy! You are really crazy!"

The raging sea of ​​flames intertwined with the surging ice and snow on the snow field, drowning everyone's sight. They could only vaguely see the same snow-white figure not far away through the whiteness in front of them.

Tongues of flames raged around, and the young man who was obviously the leader of Tianzong's team at the front almost jumped up and cursed: "Damn! What are you going to do? Are you really planning to die together?!"

"Cough cough..."

The man in white coughed a few times, remained silent, and looked down at the faintly shining ancient lamp in his hand.

The cold and bleak light reflected his painted face, and the ancient white clothes on his body fluttered in the wind and snow, as if he had stepped out of time.

Looking at that cold and indifferent face, more indifferent than ice and snow, the leading young man secretly thought it was bad luck.

... What a fleeting time!In the name of their Tianzong, where in the past have they not been respectfully regarded as honored guests?

This time their task was urgent and secret, to send the holy objects to the main altar of Tianzong.I thought that the members of Tianzong in Beimo were enough to run amok without worrying about any problems, and they also brought along the Grand Elder's direct grandson by the way.Unexpectedly, this time there was an accident.

——Firstly, the Tuoba family, who was about to take a break for a while, suddenly changed. The eldest son was killed, so that the arrest warrants were posted everywhere, and the city was full of disturbances.Such a big movement did not meet their original intention, so they left early.

However, after they left Fengsheng City, they discovered that the wanted criminals had swaggered into the convoy. Not only did they get out of the city smoothly, but they also used their strength to forcibly seize the holy flame—it was an item requested by the high priest of the sect. Lost something after escorting him, and he must be hacked into pieces by the high priest for the crime of blasphemy!

In the end, this daring thief, not to mention taking away the holy flame, even blocked the way with his own strength, even though the sea of ​​flames spread, he wanted to burn everyone alive. He didn't care about his own life at all. This deranged lunatic! ! !

Su Xinghan didn't know that in the eyes of Tianzong's lunatics, he had become a crazier existence than them.

He carefully touched the dark and exquisite ancient lamp in his hand, and there was a faint joy in his eyes, revealing an indescribable purity.

When he raised his head and turned his eyes to the people struggling in the sea of ​​flames, the expression of joy turned back to indifference.

"...Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

"Of course I want to live! I want to live!"

Seeing that he finally spoke, it seemed that there was an opportunity to discuss. Before anyone else could speak, the young man who was surrounded by a group of people and seemed pampered quickly nodded his head vigorously, as if he had seized the only chance, with an eager look on his face. Almost insane.

"Don't do it, just ask for anything you want! Even if you want the head of Patriarch Tuoba, my Tianzong can pick it for you!"

"I'm not interested in Tuoba's head." Su Xinghan shook his head, "Since I want to live..."

"This lamp..." He raised the ancient lamp in his hand and stepped forward step by step. The surrounding flames separated as if spiritually, and he asked, "Where did you find it?"

Before everyone could answer, he said the next sentence in a calm tone.

"Besides, apart from this lamp, where did the other things that were put together go?"

The sky was full of wind and snow, and the surrounding white sea of ​​flames stretched endlessly. The cold voice of the man in white was more piercing than the wind and snow.

After Qiqi was silent, everyone lost their voices in horror: "How dare you make an idea of ​​the sacred object?!"

"Saint?"

The corners of Su Xinghan's lips curled up, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his indifferent face, but it made people feel no warmth at all.His eyes that had been shrouded in mist flickered fiercely at this moment.

"—So, it really is in your hands?"

call……

The wind and snow between the sky and the earth seemed to be a little more grand, and the originally docile flames burned violently as if they had been doused with fire oil.

"It's something he left me. It's a crime not to ask for it, but I still refuse to return it..."

A series of fierce clashes of gold and iron resounded in the sea of ​​flames, accompanied by screams resounding through the sky, and the blood splashing all over the sky was evaporated by the sea of ​​flames.

Su Xinghan's voice was as soft as a dream.

"how dare you!"

……

I don't know how long it has passed, and the ice field has returned to calm.

Where the flame disappeared, the frozen blood seemed to paint the ice field with a thin layer of crimson, which was crystal clear and had a magnificent beauty.

Someone followed the traces of the fight all the way, paused for a long time in front of this bloody ice field, and let out a mournful roar.

"Is Han Hailing still there?" After a long time, the man seemed to have finally calmed down and asked in a cold voice.

The subordinates behind him respectfully reported: "Reporting to the Great Elder, apart from the loss of the sacred fire, the Hanhai Token carried by the young master is also missing."

Suddenly, the wind and snow swept up, and the Great Elder's body was surging with violent fluctuations of true energy, and huge ravines suddenly opened on the ice sheet.The glacier shook, and countless low hills around it turned into ashes.

"This matter is considered a secret in the sect, even the sect leader doesn't know. On the surface, it is to escort the holy fire, but in fact it is for Han Hailing... If the old man was not watched by other elders, he would not have sent his grandson to adventure."

His low and cold voice echoed all around.

"But what happened now? In the northern desert, there are many people in my holy religion. But this time they were robbed and killed? There must be an inner ghost!"

"...As for that person, find him at all costs."

·

"Han Hai Ling? What is that?"

Shengjing City, North Qifang of Suzaku Street, where the rangers, gangs, and low-level civilians in Beijing live together.In a hidden courtyard, Yan Weilou asked.

At this time, he was wearing a "Jiangxuan" vest, a black robe like a burning flame, and black hair dyed with frost.He strode into the entrance of the hall, and with a flick of his sleeves, he sat on the main seat, looking down at the people below.On that soft and pale face, there was a hint of curiosity.

The people who were still discussing below fell silent, and quickly knelt down on one knee.

This is Jiang Xuan's secret foothold in Shengjing City, and it is also the entrance of Yinkui Gate, where there are many Jiang Xuan's former subordinates.

It's just that at this time, all of these are packaged together with the identity of "Jiang Xuan" and become Yan Weilou's property.

These people were still very dissatisfied with "Jiang Xuan" before, but they were only slightly respectful.However, as Yan Weilou bloodbathed the entire hall overnight, directly clearing out 1/3 of the staff, the remaining people were frightened by the disciple of the sect master who had been silent in the past, and they all chose to bow their knees and surrender .

Therefore, seeing Yan Weilou suddenly and silently appear, these people trembled and almost subconsciously knelt on the ground: "I have seen the Lord!"

"Get up. What is the Hanhai Order you mentioned just now?"

Yan Weilou vaguely heard what these people were discussing before entering the door, and was very curious in his heart, as if he had never heard of the existence of this thing before?

...Although he has quite a lot of experience in his previous life, he has to admit that many of his skill points are a bit off.

For skills like #How to Perfectly Destroy Corpse and Kill Tracks#, #How to Kill Silently and Kill Mouth#, #Human Which Part Is the Most Vulnerable#, or #论actor的自己必入#, I think he has already achieved it. Reaching the pinnacle is enough to establish a sect.

But as for other skills or even some common sense, he doesn't necessarily know better than any martial artist at the bottom of the rivers and lakes.

"Yes, my lord!"

With his permission, the people kneeling on the ground stood up respectfully, not daring to overstep.Even though Yan Weilou looked very pleasant.

——You know, there are still bloodstains in many places on the ground.

A woman boldly explained: "My lord, just now we were talking nonsense, talking about some unknown rumors in the world. We don't know whether the Hanhai Ling exists or not."

"It's okay, let's hear it."

"Yes." There was a smile on the face of the woman whose code name was Huan Yunniang, and she was blessed, and she habitually cast a wink, "Speaking of the Hanhai Order, I heard that it is related to the Great You Dynasty... "

When the Dayou Dynasty was at its peak, its territory was vast, once covering 33 prefectures in the central region, and now the lands of Dayong, Beimo, and Dongli are all the territory of the Dayou Dynasty, and all the sects of Shenzhou bow their heads.

It is said that there is an ancient secret realm in the hands of the Dayou Dynasty, which has been developed from generation to generation, and countless treasures of the royal family have been hidden in it.The Vast Sea Token is the key to unlock the secret realm, and there are only three keys in total.But the truth of this rumor has never been confirmed.

Later, Dayou was destroyed, and the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms invaded the capital, only to find that the royal treasury was empty.There are many rumors in the world, and many people think that the existence of the secret realm is real. The treasures of the Great You Dynasty are hidden in the secret realm, and the escaped remnants of the royal family took away the Hanhailing.

After satisfying his curiosity, Yan Weilou revealed the purpose of coming here: "Last night, you sent a letter saying that there was some accident at the entrance here?"

"Yes." Wan Qiu, the hall master in charge of the entrance of the hall, stepped forward and said, "We have found something wrong these days..."

His voice was a little dignified: "Someone is haunting nearby, and its aura should be someone from the Big Dipper Demon Palace. According to my subordinates, maybe we should move as soon as possible."

The Big Dipper Demon Palace is very powerful, and Du Jiuyou, a celestial being, is in charge. Even the head of the sect has been injured by the other party, so they don't want to fight head-on.

"Beidou Demon Palace?" Yan Weilou suddenly thought of something, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face, "No need, I have other arrangements."