The devil has too many vests

Faced with Su Xinghan's "sex-like" performance, Yan Weilou's mood was a little complicated, and he didn't think about how to deal with it for the time being.The attitude towards Su Xinghan became visibly cold to the naked eye, both the deity and the waistcoat avoided Su Xinghan intentionally or unintentionally.

The latter was busy building the Xiaoyao Building, while the former continued to interrogate the sky demon Gufeng.

He didn't seem to care whether the words of Tian Yao Gu Feng were true or not, he just used formations to punish him back and forth, and every time he had to torture him for the questions he asked.It looks a bit like venting anger.

It wasn't until Tianyao Gufeng was dying, and the demon soul almost escaped, that Yan Weilou slowly got up, came to him, and opened his mouth like every time before.

"Have you thought about it this time? Everything I want to know. Remember to think about it."

What was different from the past was that this time his voice was no longer cold and indifferent, but had a special rhythm.There seemed to be an abyss-like vortex in those dark and deep eyes.

The consciousness of Tianyao Gufeng, whose demon soul quickly escaped, was almost blurred, but the habit he had developed countless times before made him instinctively recall the questions Yan Weilou asked.

The secrets of the ancient times, the truth that was sealed back then, and other seal relics that may exist...

——This is exactly the purpose of Yan Weilou.

He is not a sadist, and torturing Tian Yao Gu Feng repeatedly is certainly not to satisfy some strange cravings.It's because he didn't intend to ask the truth from Tian Yao Gu Feng's mouth, and was going to absorb the memory simply and roughly.

It's just that Tian Yao Gu Feng, as the ancient demon king, has survived for thousands of years, and his demon soul is far more powerful than anyone can imagine.Only by constantly sapping his will and nearly obliterating his demon soul can he have the opportunity to absorb his memory.

Because of living for too long, the memory of Tian Yao Gu Feng is also very large, if Yan Weilou doesn't make a choice, his consciousness will go through his memory completely, maybe he will be assimilated by him.At that time, he will not know whether it is himself or the sky demon Gufeng.

Therefore, there is another reason for Yan Weilou's repeated questioning and repeated punishment, which is to let Tian Yao Gufeng deepen his memory and constantly recall the answers to the questions Yan Weilou asked.In this way, he doesn't have to search the other person's memory like a headless chicken, so as not to lose himself.

hum...

Yan Weilou calmly stared at the scarlet red pupils of the sky demon Gufeng, the power of the soul spread out, covering the other party's demon soul that was about to scatter, and his consciousness penetrated into it, and immediately saw the most profound scene after scene of the other party's death memory screen.

It was a dark battlefield. From the first perspective of the sky demon ancient phoenix, it soared above the sky, overlooking the ruins and scorched earth stretching thousands of miles below. Countless corpses fell in the ruins, dyeing the scorched earth blood red.This is a big city that Tian Yao Gufeng slaughtered after leaving the secret realm of the demon clan and entering the territory of the human race.

The next moment, the sky demon ancient phoenix let out a mournful cry, and fell from the sky to the ground. The ruins thousands of miles away were blown away by the strong wind, and an illusory palm that seemed to cover the sky and the sun fell from the sky. This hand grabs.Even Yan Weilou who only temporarily entered this memory can feel its incomparable fear.

In the next second, it was torn in half by the palm without hesitation, and blood and internal organs spilled into the sky.

The red golden flame was burning in mid-air, and the sky demon Gu Feng had just been resurrected from nirvana, when he was torn in half by that hand again.The red golden flame burned again.

Then came the third, fourth...

And the people behind the scenes didn't say a word, didn't show their side, just like a young and ignorant child tearing the wings of a butterfly, revealing an understatement of cruelty.

It wasn't until nine times later that a calm male voice sounded: "Interesting. The Heavenly Demon and Ancient Phoenix Clan is resurrected through burning blood. It is really a magical bloodline. But nine is the extreme number. With your current bloodline concentration, I am afraid that you will not be able to resurrect from Nirvana. right?"

"Yuan! It's you?!"

Even though it is the language of the demon clan, perhaps because it entered the memory of Tian Yao Gu Feng, at this time Yan Weilou actually understood its angry and desperate cry.

Its widened red pupils reflected a figure.At first it was just a blur of ink in the air, and then the ink dispersed, like a paintbrush slowly sketching in the air, and a figure changed from blurred to clear, appearing in the sight of Tian Yao Gufeng.

He was wearing an ancient black robe, embroidered with unusually noble patterns.Her black hair was scattered over her shoulders, a demigod mask was covering her face, and a blood-colored demon core was hanging on the wrist of her left hand, which was glowing with blood.

The mysterious man stood quietly in mid-air, his whole body exuded a vicissitudes, ancient, and desolate atmosphere.

"Well?"

He was about to strike at the sky demon Gufeng and finish him off, but suddenly he let out a surprise, lowered his head and looked at the crimson pupils.

"I have a hunch that you are still useful."

After saying this, the mysterious man stretched out his hand at will, and drew a "ten" on the ground one by one horizontally and one vertically.

Rumble!The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

The aura in the air fluctuated violently, as if a gust of hurricane had cut the earth, revealing a dark crack like an abyss.Tian Yao Gufeng let out a miserable howl, and fell heavily towards the center of the "ten".

Countless strange formation runes diffused from the man's body like starlight all over the sky. With him as the center, they soared into the sky, forming a dense net, and rushed towards the crack where the sky demon ancient phoenix was.

The earth slowly closed, and deep darkness descended instantly.Tian Yao Gufeng was completely sealed deep underground.

Yan Weilou's consciousness then fell into darkness, and at the last second, he only felt that "Yuan" standing silently in mid-air cast a faint glance at him.

Under the mask, the two-wheeled time dial slowly turned, and he saw a pair of pupils burning with golden light.

A large amount of power of time surged towards him, and Yan Weilou's left eye suddenly burst into pain.

hum...

In the basement of Xiaoyao Building, a huge wave of demon soul quickly dissipated, and the vitality around Tian Yao Gufeng quickly faded away, leaving only a deep silence.

——The demon soul was completely shattered, it died!

Yan Weilou suddenly opened his eyes, and the left eye was uncontrollably filled with a brilliant golden brilliance. The dial of time revolved like a small sun, and the invisible power of time washed away like flowing water.

The iron locks in the basement became rusty and the walls were dim. With Yan Weilou completely out of control, the power of time around the basement became chaotic.

In the distorted time, everything around is in chaos, some things decay in just a few breaths, and some things are restored to newness in a moment.

Under the influence of the power of time, a layer of red-golden flames burned on the corpse of the sky demon ancient phoenix. From the original gray state, it turned into a gorgeous and unusual golden-red phoenix bird, and every feather was exquisite.

In Yan Weilou's chaotic time perception, it took more than a dozen breaths before the uncontrollable power of time subsided, and the time dial in the pupil of his left eye was dazzling like never before, like a child who had been starving for a long time , and finally had a good meal.

His pupils turned pure black again, and Yan Weilou remained silent for a long time, his face full of shock.

"That is……"

If he guessed correctly, the mysterious person in the memory of the sky demon Gufeng just now is the ancient saint master "Yuan" in the legend of the human race.

And the other party was able to transmit the power of time to him through an illusory memory and nearly ten thousand years?

...What kind of power does this mean?What kind of secret does it mean?

Yan Weilou's mind was in chaos, flooded by the sudden large amount of information.

"Yuan" has a sundial of time in each of his eyes. As early as 8000 years ago, he foresaw the appearance of Yanwei Tower, and even deliberately sealed the ancient phoenix here.Using the memory of Tian Yao Gu Feng as a medium, he instilled the power of time, which is too vast to be counted, into Yan Wei Lou 8000 years later.There must be a deep connection between the two.

"...Could it be that the sundial of time in my left eye was originally inherited from him?"

Yan Weilou guessed irresponsibly.

"In other words, the Sundial of Time is not an item, but something similar to the bloodline supernatural powers of demons, but the awakening of "Yuan" is more pure?And he foresaw that I, the awakened person of the future life, would help me on purpose? "

"Or..."

Yan Weilou thought of the original volume of "Bu Tian Jue" that he got from Shen Lao when he was reborn, and thought of the familiar square characters on it.

"...The time traveler is not bound by time and space in this world, and he has the golden finger of the sundial of time. "Yuan" is the senior traveler from a long time ago? "

There are various speculations.Yan Weilou's mind was wide open for a moment, and he almost forgot his original purpose.

After a while, he collected all these distracting thoughts and began to think about other useful information he found in Tian Yao Gu Feng's memory just now.

According to Tian Yao Gu Feng's memory, even though Shenzhou Haotu may have other places sealed by great demons, the lifespan of those demon kings is not comparable to that of Tian Yao Gu Feng, and it is absolutely impossible for them to live to this day.So there is no need to worry about the next similar incident happening.

At the same time, Yan Weilou also learned some ancient secrets that have not been handed down, including various rumors about the holy master "Yuan".

In the past, he only regarded "Yuan" as a figure in myths and legends, and he only had a general impression of the other party's deeds, but the miraculous scene that happened just now completely aroused Yan Weilou's curiosity.

He shook out an ancient scroll that looked like gold but not gold, jade but not jade from his sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know 'Yuan'?"

The immature child's voice snorted softly: "Of course I know, but I owe you a kindness by accident. If it wasn't for repaying the kindness, I won't give in to you little devil for the time being."

"According to the rumors heard by Tian Yao Gu Feng, the origin of 'Yuan' is mysterious, it is likely to be someone from outside the sky, and he was favored by the luck of heaven, so he can defeat the demon with his own strength. Is this true?"

The term "luck of luck" is not popular in the vast land of Shenzhou today, but it seems to be very popular in ancient times.Isn't one of the conditions for opening the Vast Sea Order is the luck of humanity?However, Yan Weilou was skeptical about this.

He doesn't believe in the so-called destiny, let alone the theory of luck, but there are all kinds of things in this world that always subvert his common sense.

The tool spirit of Qiankun Daotu was silent for a while, and then said: "The people outside the sky should be real. Whether it is the fate of the heavens, it probably is."

"...I once sensed an extremely strong aura of the spirit of heaven and earth from 'Yuan'. He must be very popular with some spirit of heaven and earth."

Seeing that Yan Weilou didn't seem to understand, Qi Ling of the Dao map of Qian Kun continued: "The mountains and rivers have spirits, the water veins have spirits, and the heaven and earth have spirits. Every naturally born spirit of heaven and earth must be favored by heaven and fortune. .Then the 'Yuan' that can be loved by the spirits of heaven and earth should also be favored by the luck of heaven."

"It sounds like the Eldar are very unusual?"

"Of course!" The immature child's voice was full of pride, "It is too difficult for all things in the world to be born with spirituality. It is not easy for each of our spirit races to be born. As long as they can be born, they must be the darlings of heaven."

Yan Weilou nodded thoughtfully, and said casually: "It makes sense. The divine sword Canghai is just a magical weapon forged the day after tomorrow, but after it is conceived and cultivated, it can be called the number one in attacking the world. Qiankun Daotu is a natural The artifact that was born will not be compared, right?"

He naturally changed the subject, and Qiankun Daotu immediately jumped up: "Joke! How can this gentleman not compare to a mere Houtian artifact!"

"Really? What else would you do besides calculating the secrets of the heavens and ranking the people involved according to their talents and potentials?" Yan Weilou looked curious, but also showed faint doubts, "You must know that the divine sword Canghai attacks Wushuang and enters the Dao. With this sword, the master can even temporarily resist the heavenly beings."

The Qiankun Daotu was really stimulated by him, and the immature child's voice snorted coldly: "I don't know! What's the point of resisting the heavens and humans for a while? When I am at the peak, it is not a problem to beat ten or eight gods!"

Yan Weilou raised his eyebrows slightly, showing some surprise: "So powerful?!"

"Cough!" Qiankun Daotu coughed dryly, and added, "But it needs to consume a huge amount of original energy. The original energy is the foundation of the spirit race, and I don't spend it indiscriminately. Otherwise, like that little ghost surnamed Su , has consumed too much original energy, and it will be difficult to make up for it!"

Hearing it mention Su Xinghan, Yan Weilou froze for a moment, his brows furrowed unknowingly, and his emotions were complicated for a moment.

He asked softly: "Is the original energy important? How can I replenish it? What are the hidden dangers of consuming too much?"

Also, Su Xinghan only used the power of heaven and earth once, could the consequences be so serious?

Qiankun Daotu took it for granted: "Of course it's important! Although the lifespan of the spirit race is almost infinite, the original energy is like the blood essence of your human race. If it is completely consumed, your life will be lost."

"As for how to replenish, how do you human race replenish blood essence? It is nothing more than a long period of time and natural treasures for recuperation. But the 'natural treasures' that are useful to the spirit race are really too rare."

Speaking of this, it couldn't help but hate iron for being weak: "That kid didn't know how much original energy was consumed before, and his body was already weak, so he was just holding on. This time, he dared to continue to consume the original energy to forcibly control the power of heaven and earth." If you don't return to the original body, I think it is absolutely hopeless!"

Yan Weilou was silent for a while without speaking.

Seeing this, Qiankun Daotu said again: "I have agreed, I only stay by your side temporarily to repay your kindness. I will return to the void outside the boundary sooner or later. If you need anything, please tell me as soon as possible. As for saving that little ghost Needless to say, only he can save himself."

It seems that the matter here should be resolved as soon as possible, and I left Fenghuancheng earlier.Yan Weilou smiled: "Don't worry, it's not this matter. I want you to help me with another matter."

"...What is it?" Qiankun Daotu asked curiously.

"It's nothing, just helping to beat ten or eight celestial beings."

"..."