Magic Palace.

Ye Yunlan sat on the bed, watching the rain outside the window.

Mozun has been out for half an hour.

The enchantment covering the magic palace blocked the noise from the outside world, he could only hear the sound of wind and rain, and see the drowsy sky outside the window.

His body's Nirvana is not yet complete. Even though the Demon Lord has been trying to make it up for him with the method of dual cultivation recently, his current cultivation has only reached Mahayana, and there is still a little distance from crossing the boundary of transformation.

When Mozun went out, he spoke very easily.

However, he was still a little uneasy.

He stared at the Queying Sword placed beside the bed, and after a while, he was about to reach out to hold it, but suddenly he heard the sound of the temple door being opened.

Someone walked in from the wind and rain.

Black-haired Xuanpao, eyes like blood.

It's Mozun.

A shadow swayed at Mozun's feet.

"I am back."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and withdrew his hand from the sword.

Mozun approached, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to stroke his face.

There is obsession and admiration in his eyes.

"What a nice view."

Said to Fang in a low voice, wanting to lean over and kiss his lips.

Ye Yunlan suddenly felt something was wrong?

He tilted his head to avoid the other party's kiss.

Mozun held his chin, smiled lightly and said, "Yunlan, you are so obedient on weekdays, why don't you allow me to kiss you today?"

Ye Yunlan frowned.

The appearance of the person in front of him is no different from that of the Demon Lord, and the lazy and hostile look between his eyebrows is even more the same.

However, Mozun never called him "Yunlan".

"who are you?"

He wanted to grab the long sword by the bed, but was grabbed by the person in front of him.

"It's really sharp." Fang stared at him with great interest, "For a beautiful woman like you, just open your legs and serve others obediently. Being too smart is actually not a good thing."

He squeezed Ye Yunlan's jaw and forced him to look up, "Is this so? With a beautiful face, no wonder so many people like it, it creates desire for you, and it is hard to return to your obsession. Beauty is a disaster, but that's all."

The aura on the opponent's body was extremely powerful, far surpassing the sixth realm of the mortal body, even surpassing the mortal state, suppressing Ye Yunlan and making it difficult to move.

Ye Yunlan saw a shadow wriggling from the opponent's feet.

Cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

A ridiculous guess suddenly appeared in my mind.

He has seen only two people in the world who can manipulate darkness like this.

Maybe it can't be called human.

One is Demon Lord.

The other is the Demon King who came to the world after stepping through the abyss of heaven more than 200 years later.

How can this be.

The Heavenly Demon King is cultivated in the Void-Treading Realm, and was blocked by the laws of the outside world. He would not have been able to come to this world long ago.

He still couldn't believe it, so he opened his mouth to test with difficulty: "The mirage king?"

The person in front of him showed a slightly surprised look.

"Human, do you know me?"

Ye Yunlan's heart sank.

It turned out to be true.

How did this monster come to this world?

He clearly knew that the mirage king was different from the demon king.

It is a real demon from outside the territory, and it has no sympathy or pity for the human race.During the catastrophe, blood flowed like a river, and the mirage king would only laugh wildly, leading the monsters to invade the world.

Back then, he entered Tianyuan alone, burned his soul with a sword and buried himself with the demon king of the sky, so as to save the last life for the world.

But now that no one has reached Taxu in this world, who can stop this monster from wreaking havoc in the world?

Ye Yunlan's fingertips trembled.

He forced himself to calm down again.

wrong?.

The boundary membrane is not broken, and the Mirage King appears here, so it must not be his real body.Otherwise, the God of Myriad Tribulations would have thundered down from the sky, and this place would have already been reduced to ruins.

This is the clone of the Mirage King.

Although the aura of the realm is far superior to that of the ordinary, after all, it has not yet reached the void.

If his realm can also reach the level of transformation, relying on his own swordsmanship, he may not be invincible in a battle.

"What are you thinking?"

The mirage king looked at him with a smile on his face.

Ye Yunlan: "How do I want to... kill you."

The mirage king laughed.

"You want to kill me? The world is full of ants. Although you are the most beautiful, you are also the most delusional."

Suddenly a gust of black wind wrapped them around.

Ye Yunlan couldn't touch his sword.

He has been swept out of the magic palace by the mirage king.

The mirage king hugged him, and the appearance of his face became blurred, distorted and changed, and returned to a beautiful and delicate face.

He raised his red lips, his smile cracked to the ears, and his eyes were like two blood-colored lanterns.

"Someone made a deal with me and asked me to take you out. Otherwise, I really want to taste it here. How do you like it?"

Ye Yunlan looked at that familiar yet distorted face.

It is tolerance.

How dare Rong Ran put such a monster into the world?

And who dares to make a deal with the Mirage King?

He was swept to Lumen Mountain by the black wind.

Ye Yunlan's pupils shrank sharply as he looked at the familiar formation.

This is the ancient magic formation.

Ever since the remains of the devil bones were not found in the ancient fairy boat of the Ye family, he has always been worried.

The thing he was most worried about now? It really happened.

The Mirage King licked his lips.

"The bones of the previous demon lord were actually left in this world. If this king can get it, heh..."

Ye Yunlan didn't hear the rest of the words clearly.

The mirage king slashed the back of his neck with a knife.

……

Sword lights criss-cross the sky.

Two huge sword intents entangled and attacked, and the collision of the metamorphosis stage shook the surroundings, and the sound was deafening.

Fan Tie in Qi Yunjun's hand was broken, and he retreated several miles.

His original natal sword had been broken by his own hands. In such a high-level battle, ordinary spirit swords could hardly carry his full sword intent, not to mention that for more than thirty years, the demon master's swordsmanship was not the same. Stepping forward, but advancing rapidly, even if the natal sword is still there, I am afraid it will still be difficult to withstand his impact.

This reminded Mr. Qiyun of the scene when the Demon Lord broke through the restriction of the pagoda to rescue people and released the river of blood to fight them.

Today, righteousness and demons are in a melee, and Daomen's great powers are coming out together. How is it the same as before?

It's just that the time is more than 100 years ahead of schedule.

The Demon Lord of the previous life knew the cause and effect between him and Ye Yunlan, and told him the truth during the battle, which made him ruthless? In an instant, a flaw appeared, recalling everything, he was seriously injured by him in a huge shock, and had to leave the battlefield to hide from the world recuperation.

However, the erosion of magic energy is more terrifying than imagined.

There were flaws in his way, but he was not as invincible as he is in this world, his cultivation base faded, and in the end it was difficult to control himself from becoming a demon.He imprisoned himself in the peach grove and deep valley back then, pierced his limbs with chains of trapped demons, struggled in the demonic energy every day, and kept silent.

Even so, his cultivation base is still constantly collapsing due to the ruthless? Dao realm.

His Taoist body was unstable, and he had already fallen into a mortal body in the end, and his vitality gradually became shallow.

What is owed is unpaid.

The person who wants to see is also gone.

He spent his whole life in the way of swordsmanship, but in the end he ended up like this.

Perhaps this is the fault of him not knowing people clearly and being too conceited.

He owed that man too much.

Before the Taoist disappeared, someone broke into the Taolin.

He raised his head with difficulty, wondering if it was the person whom the demons had been thinking of all these years had come back here.

No.

The other party was just a young man who broke in by accident.He looks young, carries a big sword on his back, and is also a sword repairman.

After discovering him, he hurriedly wanted to treat him, but there was nowhere to start.

He opened his mouth to let the youth not have to work any more, life or death? There is fate, he knows it himself.

Then he asked the young man what happened to the outside world.

From the battle of the Buddha Pagoda back then, the young man talked about all kinds of things in the world after the Battle of the Buddha Pagoda.It turns out that it has been ten years since the outside room flashed.

In the past ten years, the Dao Demon has returned to peace, the Demon Lord has disappeared, and the world is peaceful and peaceful.

But he didn't hear the news from the person he most wanted to hear.

He has never accepted any apprentices in his life, nor has he left any inheritance.

But in the last time, he taught the young man many sword techniques he had learned, and only taught the other party to do one thing for him.

Pass a word.

Say, "I'm sorry" to the person.

Qiyun-jun coughed up blood from his lips, and took out another spirit sword with a blank expression on his face, holding it in his hand.

He cannot retreat in this battle.

Mozun looked at him with a sneer on his lips, and was about to fight again, but suddenly felt something, and suddenly turned to look at the mountains in the distance.

Then I saw a man in white clothes and white hair in the middle of the black mist.

Like a white butterfly with broken wings, it fell towards Lumen Mountain.

His pupils constrict.

"Master!"

Float-like darkness gathers from behind him.

He completely ignored the danger around him and the sword light behind him, and flew towards Lumen? Mountain.

……

Ye Yunlan passed out.

It was the Demon King who knocked him unconscious.

Contaminated by the breath of the devil, some treacherous whispers sounded in his ears repeatedly, making his dreams hang upside down, as if he was walking and sinking in a sea of ​​blood.It was as if he had returned to the wedding banquet back then, when he stabbed the demon king's abdomen with a sharp knife quenched with poison, his hands were stained with pitch black blood.

But suddenly he felt a burning sensation emanating from his body, and the warm current flowed from the blood, dispelling the evil thoughts.

He opened his eyes?

The golden eyes were as bright as the sun, which surprised He Lanze who was looking after him.

"Junior Brother Ye, you're awake—" He Lanze wanted to help him up, but he waved away the opponent's hand and looked around.

Where he is now is a tent.

There was a soft blanket under his body, and the thin quilt woven with feathers slipped off his shoulders.

The sky outside the window was gloomy.

There was the sound of shouting and killing.

Yes……

The Primordial Demon Formation, and the Mirage King——Ye Yunlan got up from the blanket, staggered for a while because of dizziness, he stabilized his figure, and then got up and walked out.

He Lanze hastily stopped him.

"Junior Brother Ye, right now the outside world is fighting fiercely with Taoism and demons. You have just been rescued, so you should rest here and don't go out to take risks."

Ye Yunlan kneaded the space between her eyebrows.

He said, "Get out of the way."

He Lanze looked at his white-haired and blond eyes that were different from ordinary people, his expression of pity became even more serious, and his tone became softer.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid, and don't rush to run away. The Mozun has already been trapped by us in the formation. Now we are protected by the formation. He can't hurt you anymore."

Ye Yunlan raised his golden eyes suddenly, and his cold voice became a little anxious, "What? The Demon Lord is already in the formation now?"

Facing Ye Yunlan's sharp golden eyes and shocking face, He Lan lost his voice for a moment.Although he had some doubts about Ye Yunlan's attitude, he still nodded.

"That's right. That guy has been trapped in the formation for three days."

Ye Yunlan's face turned pale.

Demon Lord is a formation? Everyone.

When he was young, the Demon Lord was able to see the formation's context at a glance, but now that the ancient Demon Refining Formation is set up, with the Demon Lord's eyesight, it is absolutely impossible not to see it.

Demon Lord will enter the battle, there is only one possibility.

It was just like in the previous life, to save him.

The Mirage King brought him out of the Demon Palace just to bait the Demon Lord!

How is this similar to the previous life?

Who set up the game?

He still remembered what the Mirage King said that bringing him out of the magic palace was a deal with one person.

Ye Yunlan stared at He Lanze in front of him.

Is that him?

wrong?.He Lanze had no reason to be associated with the Mirage King, not to mention that as the senior brother of Tianzong, he would not risk the chaos in the world to seek skin from a tiger.

So who is it?

Suddenly, the sound of a wheelchair rolling was heard.

A person was quietly parked at the exit of the tent.

"Yun Lan."

The other party called him softly.

That face was ordinary and even a bit wretched, with missing limbs from half the body down, it was not anyone he knew.

But that kind of expression, and that kind of tone—"Chen Weiyuan." Ye Yunlan's voice was cold, and he paused every word.

Behind Chen Weiyuan, there were many people following, some of whom Ye Yunlan had seen before, while others were very strange.

"I heard that you finally woke up. Everyone is very worried and wants to come and see you." Chen Weiyuan said.

Xu Qingyue was pushing Chen Weiyuan's wheelchair, and when she looked at him, there was concern in her eyes, and she couldn't explain how much emotion she could tell, "You Daoyou Ye, luckily you are fine."

Yin Ling, dressed in red, stood by the door, next to Lin Xiaowan, who was petite, and many disciples of Tianzong.

"Junior Brother Ye, it's great that you are fine."

There are many other faces that are very unfamiliar, but they all stare at him with eagerness.

"Xianjun Ye!" "Xianjun Ye is awake, but do you feel any discomfort?" "I have healing elixirs here, as well as fairy herbs. If you need anything, feel free to ask."

Many of them were injured, most of them were injured during the great battle between righteousness and evil, so they retreated from the battlefield and gathered here.But at this time, he didn't hide it, and showed it to him as if showing a medal.

Noisy voices linger in my ears.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Chen Weiyuan quietly looked at him and smiled among the crowd.

Ye Yunlan said: "It's you who colluded with the mirage king."

Chen Weiyuan still smiled, "Yunlan, I don't know what you are talking about."

Ye Yunlan said coldly: "You're crazy." Chen Weiyuan has past life memories, so it's impossible not to know what kind of Mirage King exists, but he has gone completely crazy for daring to seek skin from a tiger, and he doesn't even care about the safety of the human race.

Chen Weiyuan said: "I know that you have been imprisoned by the demon for too long, and your mind is a little confused. I hate that my body was crushed by the demon's sword back then, and my soul is now able to return to the world, but I failed to save you in time. Fortunately, you have no matter. Yunlan, you should cultivate for a while, and as for the Demon Lord, leave it to me to wait? Let’s solve it.”

The monks behind him also echoed.

"That's right, Xianjun, you should take a good rest, Demon Venerable, leave it to us to deal with it." "Xianjun just rest at ease." "Xianjun just rest, we are here to protect you."

Ye Yunlan only felt it was ridiculous when he heard it.

When will it be the turn of outsiders to intervene in the matter between him and the Demon Lord?Chen Weiyuan was full of lies, so did those people believe it?

He wanted to push everyone away from the camp.

But Chen Weiyuan said meaningfully: "Yunlan, they all came here for you, and all the injuries they suffered were all because of you. No matter what, I don't want you to fall into the hands of the Demon Lord again."

Ye Yunlan stopped in front of the tent.

The people outside the camp had surrounded the place in groups, and they were all staring at him, each with bleeding wounds on their bodies, and their eyes were full of eagerness and desire.

However, Ye Yunlan was reminded that many years ago, when he was wearing a ghost mask and walking in the world, all living beings stared at him with fearful eyes and cursed loudly.Likewise? Such a hustle and bustle.

Seems to be all the same?he thinks.

In the world of mortals, most people only want to believe what they think and pursue what they want.

Ye Yunlan closed his eyes?, said.

"I'm with Mozun, and I'm in love with each other. There's no such thing as coercion. Get out of the way."

The noisy surrounding suddenly became quiet.

The way those people looked at him changed.

A little confused, a little angry, and even more unbelievable.Someone said: "Ye Xianjun, how can you be willing to degenerate! That monster is a massacre of countless people, covered in filth, how can it be worthy of your fairy appearance?" Someone scolded, "I heard others say three times. More than ten years later, the immortal monarch has already been surrendered by the Demon Lord, I still don't believe it, but now it seems that I was wrong!" "How can you be called a Taoist disciple by colluding with the devil and helping the evildoers?"

It was bustling and noisy.

And Ye Yunlan didn't want to explain a word anymore.

In such a situation, he didn't leave any room for himself when he said it out loud.

Just like in the previous life, he chose to be with the Demon Lord and turned his back on all sentient beings, until the end of his life, he never regretted it.

"Yunlan, you have been imprisoned for too long, have you been blinded by that demon?" Chen Weiyuan sighed, and said, "It is impossible for us to let you destroy the formation and rescue the demon. You can stay here with peace of mind , wait? Everything subsides, isn't it good?"

And among the crowd gathered around the tent, those who swore that they were here to save him and protect him also spoke one after another.

"Xianjun, please think twice before taking action." "The Demon Venerable has been raging for a long time, and you were only blinded by him for a while. As long as we can turn back in time, we will not blame you." Don't stop me from waiting? Do this plan."

Ye Yunlan looked at these people coldly.

Many people in the crowd have already drawn their swords, and it seems that no matter what, they will stop him here today.

Ye Yunlan didn't have a sword by his side.

So he can only raise his hand.

But one step ahead of him, someone drew a sword and stood in front of him.

This person is also a sword cultivator in the Mahayana period. His sword intent is clear and awe-inspiring, and the body of the people around him trembles.

Chen Weiyuan's face changed slightly.

"Qingyue!?"

Xu Qingyue had a slightly hesitant look on her face, but now she became firm.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, right? I have the gift of swordsmanship. If you want to hurt him, kill me first."

Chen Weiyuan reprimanded: "You are a disciple of the Tanqing Sect, how can you be so disregarding the overall situation."

Xu Qingyue said: "I don't know the overall situation. I only see that all the events this time are all due to my selfishness."

But a monk interrupted him and said: "What selfishness! Eliminating demons is a major plan of the Taoist sect. No matter what kind of kindness you have, you need to put it aside."

Xu Qingyue held her sword horizontally in front of Ye Yunlan, not moving a muscle.

On the other hand, Yin Ling stepped forward, dressed in bright red, she drew her sword to face the crowd, "I don't know the overall situation. I only know that it was Junior Brother Ye who went into the sea of ​​fire alone and rescued more than a hundred disciples of my Tianzong." .”

The faces of many Tianzong disciples around were a little touched.

However, more people seemed unable to understand their words. Their disappointment with Ye Yunlan and anger at being betrayed made it difficult for them to think about it. The injuries they suffered from the battle between Dao and Demon seemed so ridiculous now.

Seeing that there was going to be a fight, and Xu Qingyue and Yin Ling were about to unleash their swords, but Ye Yunlan grabbed Xu Qingyue's wrist and said, "It doesn't have to be like this." Then he looked at Yin Ling, "Senior sister Yin, do you have a spare sword? Can I Use your sword."

Yin Ling looked at the golden pupils he was staring at, so calm and unwavering, it seemed that she was not shaken by the predicament that her husband pointed out, her heart was unknowingly stable, she nodded her head, He took out a spirit sword from the storage ring and handed it to Ye Yunlan.

Ye Yunlan took the long sword, and his aura changed in an instant.

The Nirvana Sword Intent flowed all over him.

So cold and lonely.

The nameless spirit sword seemed to have become the sharpest killing weapon in the world.

Many people were forced to take a step back by the sword intent, looking at him with a hint of fear and fear.She didn't seem to have thought that a sickly beauty who had been kept in the deep palace for many years by the devil would actually have such a state of swordsmanship.

He draws a sword.

Only one sword "shower".

Then there was a crackling sound, the sound of long swords colliding, like a torrential rain.

Among the crowd, there were people whose cultivation level was similar to his, but they couldn't see how many sword lights flashed out in that instant.

And all the sword drawers in the crowd have fallen to the ground.

Such sword skills.

Everyone gasped.Ye Yunlan raised his sword and looked at them coldly. Ming? Ming? Such a soul-stirring and beautiful face, but because of the imminent sword intent, he felt awe-inspiring and unbearable.

Everyone subconsciously made way.

Who can stop him?Who dares to stop him?

Chen Weiyuan also received a sword, and a talisman in his hand was broken.

"Yunlan, if you go to save him, you will die too?" He said hoarsely, "You should know the reason."

Ye Yunlan gave him a cold look?

Chen Weiyuan still has a lot of magic treasures in his hand, and Mozun is in the formation, so he has no time to waste on this useless person.

What he said was cryptic, but Ye Yunlan could hear it clearly.

The mirage king knocked him out, and he disappeared, presumably hiding somewhere to spy on.

Heavenly demons outside the territory exist by devouring each other, and the deal Chen Weiyuan made with the mirage king was most likely designed by the demon king.

But at this moment, he didn't think deeply about the danger in the formation.

All kinds of sinister, all kinds of schemes.He is going to go on this journey after all.That being the case, what good is it to think more?

He walks through the crowd.

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