Master is different

Through the mask, Wen Yang's golden eyes narrowed slightly on the man, his expression was indifferent, his posture was loose but casual, he looked at Xi Heng who was looking at him for a second, and then he turned his eyes to the man who was still trapped in the barrier. Afterwards, he still became irritable and doubled on the Warcraft body.

Not only Xi Heng was looking at him, but everyone else's eyes were focused on Wen Yang.

At the same time, everyone secretly guessed the purpose of the other party's visit.

Wen Yang ignored the gazes of others, his eyes were still fixed on the barrier, his lips parted lightly, and he explained his intentions word by word without any emotion: "I want it."

While speaking, Wen Yang raised his finger to point at the barrier, and following his movements, the roar of monsters could be heard endlessly.

Before Xi Heng could speak, a loud voice suddenly sounded beside Li Zhi, "What!"

Mo Xiao frowned tightly, as if dissatisfied with this.

"This monster appeared in our cultivation world, so it belongs to the cultivation world." Although the monster is not a good thing, Mo Xiao still wants to take care of it himself.

Furthermore...

How can a demon race be so arrogant in front of them.

Li Zhi paused for a moment, turned his face to look at Mo Xiao.

This Mo sect master may have something to do with the monster. The monster exists as a scourge in any of the six realms. Although they don't know why the demon master wants it, it does them no loss.

But leaving it behind might be able to find out something, Li Zhi thought of his guess just now...

Mo Xiao's words were obviously disrespectful to the Lord, Wen Shuang pulled the corners of her lips, and said mockingly: "Oh? When did the cultivation world start raising monsters?"

Warcraft is the public enemy of the Six Realms, Wen Shuang's words can be regarded as a big hat for Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao, who was already a little annoyed by what she said just now, was furious, "What do you mean by that!"

Wen Shuang rolled her eyes, "Our lord kindly wants to solve this monster for you..."

Liu Zejun has worked with Wen Shuang for thousands of years, and immediately continued after she finished speaking, "If you refuse, you will be a bit ignorant."

After finishing speaking, Liu Zejun took off the jade fan pinned to his waist to cover half of his face, and laughed softly.

Mo Xiao immediately said angrily: "What are you!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Xiao circulated the fire spirit in his palm, and the flames condensed in his palm, which turned out to be the true fire of life.

Wen Shuang's face was slightly cold, which was the reason why she looked down on these self-proclaimed righteous guys the most, so she started to fight if she couldn't say it.

The flames flew towards Liu Zejun and Wenshuang precisely, Mo Xiao didn't pay attention to Wen Yang at all, even though he was the Demon Lord and the most powerful in the Demon World for thousands of years, but he was only one person.

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, this is the Shangxuan Xianzong, at this moment there are people from all the major immortal sects, Mo Xiao can be said to have no scruples at all.

Just when Mo Xiao thought that the attack he unleashed would fall on the two of them, the originally bright and fiery raging flames suddenly turned into green smoke and dispersed, disappearing instantly, and the spiritual power he shot was also swallowed up.

Mo Xiao was shocked!

Just when he thought it was Wen Yang who made the move, he saw that the purgatory bird with its neck drooping suddenly raised its head, its long beak opened wide, and suddenly spewed out a burst of flames towards him.

"Nightmare Hellfire?"

Wen Shuang and Liu Ze, who were about to block Mo Xiao's attack at first, stopped their movements and looked at the purgatory bird spewing out the hellfire, and said in surprise.

Although this fire is the nemesis of monsters, it is also not weak against ordinary monks. Mo Xiao has fire attribute spiritual power and is not afraid of fire. He was almost burned by the flames emitted by this purgatory bird. He couldn't help being surprised, " What kind of fire is this?"

Wen Shuang didn't have time to think about why the purgatory bird could spit out hellfire, and immediately stroked the top of the purgatory bird's head with a smile, her face soft, but when she opened her mouth the next second, Mo Xiao was stunned.

I saw Wen Shuang smiling sweetly, and the corners of her mouth curled up when she spoke, "Zhe Rui sprayed him!"

After the words fell, another hellfire of hell rushed towards the Demon Lord. Mo Xiao didn't even have time to release the protective cover, so he had to dodge to the side, but he didn't expect that the flame could turn around, and quickly reacted to him with Mo Xiao's movements flutter.

Mo Xiao had no choice but to continue to dodge.

Everyone watched the majestic figure of the master of the Six Swords Sect being chased and dodged by the flames, and they were speechless for a moment.

A farce could not attract Wen Yang's attention at all.

When Wen Shuang and Liu Zejun confronted Mo Xiao, Wen Yang looked at Xi Heng again.

The two looked at each other again, and their eyes met, but it was Xi Heng who turned his eyes away first.

In the end, he just heard him say in a slow voice: "I don't know what Chaoye Demon Venerable wants it to do."

Wen Yang fixed his eyes on Xi Heng.

It was still the pair of pitch-black eyes, but there was no trace of his familiar look.

Xi Heng didn't recognize him.

***

Wen Yang finally decided to come to the Xuanxian Sect as a demon king, because he wanted to take this monster away.

Second come...

Since Li Zhi said that Xi Heng recognized him, he wanted to test him out.

But Xi Heng didn't know him now.

This made Wen Yang think deeply.

Xi Heng had seen him.

But they didn't know that he was Chao Ye Mozun.

Then... Wen Yang thought of a possibility, his heart seemed to be stabbed hard by something, and there was a burst of soreness, and the fine and dense numbness began to spread in his body along the point that was stabbed, it was not too painful , but he couldn't ignore it.

Xi Heng didn't recognize Chao Ye.

But he knew 'Wen Yang'.

Almost at the moment when this thought came up, there was a piercing pain in Wen Yang's consciousness, the pain gradually merged into the limbs and bones, washed Wen Yang's consciousness, and made him tremble.

Who is Xi Heng...

Wen Yang searched in memory.

Those who know 'Wen Yang' are almost dead.

So who is Xi Heng...

His thoughts seemed to be suddenly occupied by this matter, Wen Yang didn't reply for a long time, Xi Heng looked at the former with some doubts, but saw that the gaze cast from under the half mask was complicated, as if with a trace of inquiry.

Sweeping at the man's chin and its clean and sharp lines, Xi Heng closed his eyes lightly and asked again.

Li Zhi also communicated with him at this time, "Chaoye seems to be a little distracted..."

While transmitting the voice, Li Zhi clicked his tongue.

This was the first time he met someone who ignored Xi Heng, and Li Zhi couldn't help but think of his little apprentice, who dared to tease Xi Heng with "the number one beauty in the cultivation world". His attitude didn't shock him that much.

Xi Heng also saw that Wen Yang didn't mean not to answer him, but seemed to be thinking about something, so he waited quietly for a while.

Not long after, Wen Yang's indifferent voice just came, with a slightly hoarse voice, the tone was concise and full of indifference, "It's useful."

Xi Heng raised his eyebrows slightly.

What is the use of a Warcraft.

Warcraft have no wisdom or even the possibility of enlightenment, they are a group of monsters who only know how to kill.

Wen Yang didn't intend to explain to him, Xi Heng remained silent.

In the end, it was Yu Zhenzi, the owner of the Tianji Pavilion, who took the lead in expressing his opinion, "In that case, Chao Ye Mozun will take him away."

Li Zhi was stunned, but seeing Mu Ruqin and Master Daochi nodded in succession, he understood, maybe he also nodded in agreement.

As Yu Zhenzi's voice fell, Wen Yang flicked his fingers and shot a stream of magic energy on the barrier that trapped the monsters. In the next moment, the black magic energy that was originally the size of a fist spread instantly, enveloping the entire barrier in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, the Warcraft that was still struggling in the barrier just now had disappeared.

With just raising his hands, he can penetrate the barriers jointly set up by many great powers, and the art of heaven and earth in his sleeves is so superb that even monsters can be accommodated.

Wen Yang didn't give the people below too many opportunities to explore and brought back the monster, so there was no need for Wen Yang to stay here anymore.

As for the Nine Sects Conference...he didn't come to watch the conference.

With a thought in Wen Yang's mind, the purgatory bird that was still spraying the flames of hell at Mo Xiao stopped for a moment, suppressed all the flames in its mouth, and became docile again in front of him.

Seeing that the neck that was stretched aggressively just now was drooping again, it fell to Wen Yang's hand obediently, and rubbed against his palm.

Wen Yang lowered his head, stretched out his hand to caress its head, his voice softened, "Go back."

A group of people came suddenly and left quickly.

If it wasn't for Mo Xiao's particularly embarrassing figure in the arena, which showed that the Mozun had indeed been there just now, the unusually peaceful scene right now really didn't look like a demonic beast had haunted it.

Mo Xiao was furious, "How could you just let the monster go away like that!"

The flames emitted by the purgatory bird really made Mo Xiao suffer, he didn't expect Wen Yang's movements to be so fast after only a while.

Mo Xiao was the first to go to Yu Zhenzi who had just seen Wen Yang.

Yu Zhenzi held the jade dust whisk in his hand, flicked it slightly and did not speak.

Just when Mo Xiao was about to question him, a deep and gentle voice interrupted him, "Thank you, Pavilion Master."

Yu Zhenzi smiled and waved his hands.

Mu Ruqin's complexion is a little pale, his body is not what it appears on the surface - he is really healthy, he spent a lot of spiritual power just to set up the barrier, if he really wants to deal with the monster, it may not be possible...

Mo Xiao held his breath for a while, then flicked his sleeves and disappeared.

The disciples outside the mountain gate of Shangxuanzong scattered, only Mu Congyan walked towards the "battlefield" where the purgatory bird was breathing fire just now, he looked at Mu Ruqin, his brows gradually curled up, "Master..."

When he approached, he suddenly noticed something again, and his expression froze.

This breath...

Somewhat familiar.

Mu Congyan frowned, and the closer he got to this side, the more intense the aura he felt with his spiritual sense, and it made him more certain that this aura...was what he had noticed when he heard that the Taoist friends were gone in the back mountain of the Mixing Sect. been there.

It's magic.

Mu Congyan was startled.

Until Mu Ruqin called him, "Qiran."

The rest of the people have all gone to the sect.

Mu Congyan withdrew his thoughts, stepped forward and said the unfinished words: "Master, is there any discomfort?"

Mu Ruqin smiled, "No, you can rest assured and prepare for tomorrow's competition."

Mu Congyan nodded, feeling a little relieved.

The master and the apprentice walked very slowly, and then said something, "From now on, if the master is not around, Congxue will hand it over to you."

"Master!"

Mu Congyan's voice was rare, and he cut off Mu Ruqin's next words.

Mu Ruqin smiled, but did not continue.

Outside the mountain gate, most people had dispersed, Mu Congyan followed Mu Ruqin slowly up the stone steps.

After walking a few steps, Mu Congyan turned his head as if aware of it, and saw a figure walking slowly at the bottom of the stone steps.

With a smile on Mu Congyan's lips, he called out to the other party, "Friend Daoist Wen."

The person at the bottom of the stone steps walked steadily, and his feet were equally slow.

It was Wen Yang who had just left and returned.

Wen Yang did not return to the Demon Realm.

Instead, he came to Shang Xuan Xianzong.