Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

I don't know if there is a second demon master?

Since the earth-shattering massacre more than 600 years ago, the name of the demon head Wen Fang, the former favorite of heaven, has been spread throughout Wangxu Ten Continents.

Now Wen Fang has the final say on the entire Xiyuan Tianmo Clan.

With Longyuan Sword in hand, there are only a handful of monks in this world who can stop him.

"Congratulations to the Demon Lord for leaving the customs early." Xiao Linyuan's attitude was respectful, far less free and easy than before. "Watching the deepening of the Demon Lord's fire seal, this time will definitely improve your cultivation?"

Upon closer inspection, it wasn't just the fire mark between Wen Fang's brows that was red, the eyes that were once clear and translucent were now also faintly glowing red.

"The blood in the pool should be changed."

Wen Fang didn't answer, black flames danced at his fingertips, and the jade couch on the steps melted into a ball in the blink of an eye, leaving no ashes in the end.

"The fire rank is rising, so it's better." Xiao Linyuan nodded.

Wen Fang asked: "Keep an inch, are you talking about people from Yuzhou?"

Yuzhou has long been the domain of Ming Yi, the lord of Yelian City. Today's monks in Yuzhou mostly practice the evil skills of harvesting and tonic, and there is a great demand for the tail iris that can forcibly improve their cultivation.

And this thing is only available in Xiyuan, although Wen Ming and the two are incompatible, Xiyuan has compromised a lot on this matter.

"Yes." Xiao Linyuan glanced at the red-haired devil kneeling on the ground: "The people sent this time are like lions, most of them are above the fifth rank, and there are at least a hundred plants above the eighth rank."

"How much is the total?"

The red-haired devil replied, "Fifty thousand."

Wen Fang didn't turn his head back, and was silent for a while before he heard him say: "He thinks that Zhaixinglou is just a lair of prostitution, it's not enough, he has to create Shura Hell to stop."

A trace of cruelty flashed in Xiao Linyuan's eyes when he heard the words: "If it wasn't for Huaishan being in his hands, how could I, Xiyuan, have been restrained by him for so long?"

Wen Fang didn't seem to want to continue this topic, he turned his head and told the red-haired demon: "Kill it."

"Follow the order." After receiving the order, the Red Devil turned into a black mist and disappeared into the hall in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Linyuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became a little excited when he thought of something: "Could it be... the Dragon Yuan Sword has been completely refined by you!"

Because the Heavenly Demon Halberd was in Ming Yi's hands, Wen Fang couldn't get much benefit every time he fought against each other.

Fortunately, in terms of cultivation, Wen Fang is a bit higher than Ming Yi, and after the Longyuan Sword Sacrificing is completed, wouldn't taking whose head it is like finding something in a pocket?

"Hurry up, wait for Yanghuo to go up to another rank."

Wen Fang's expression was extremely cold, like a cauldron of ice placed on a weak fire that would never melt.

"Heavenly Demon Halberd?" He muttered these three words, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Linyuan couldn't see his face, and continued: "By the way, there is news from Dongzhou that all the remnants of Ruishoumen have been wiped out.

Apart from Yeliancheng, the biggest obstacle for you and me now is Sizhou. "

Wen Fang regained his senses: "Who is it?"

"Lin Buqing has been planning to rebuild the Chonghua Sect for these years. There are many loose cultivators in Sizhou. Not long ago, they have joined forces with the Loose Cultivator Alliance to attack I don't know the mountain."

Wen Fang couldn't see any emotion: "The scar is healed and the pain is forgotten. If they dare to come, I will dare to kill them."

"That's what I said, but this battle won't be fought after all."

Xiao Linyuan walked up to the pillars in the hall, gently stroking the dragon-shaped dark lines on the pillars: "Wen Bubu and Tiange Sword Sect have been mediating with them, and even sent monks to convert to Buddhism two days ago."

"Who is there?"

"The others are nothing to worry about, only Taoist Xuanwei and a ghost cultivator surnamed Zhang need to be worried."

Xiao Linyuan frowned: "I know Daoist Xuanwei, Chong Huazong's Dharma cultivation, as for that ghost cultivation, I don't know how it is related to Buddhism."

Wen Fang turned around: "I know."

"Oh?" Xiao Linyuan was curious.

Wen Fang, however, seemed to be attracted by the dark lines on the pillar, and didn't say again: "What's happening in the East China Sea?"

Xiao Linyuan said seriously: "The three continents in the east have frequent chaos in recent years, and other continents also have occasional chaos. It seems that the one in Qianlong City is determined to kill people with a knife."

Qianlong City in the East China Sea welcomed a new city lord more than 600 years ago, who is the last pure-blooded green dragon in Wangxu Realm.

"It doesn't matter," Wen Fang didn't care, "The only one he wants to kill is Renxiu, and I'm the devil, so to speak, he's half an ally."

Wen Fang's words are right, but as the leader of the monster clan, after seeing through Renxiu's cruelty and hypocrisy, there is naturally only one thing he wants: to avenge the annihilation of the clan for thousands of years.

But it is human beings to kill, not demons.Wen Fang wanted to kill people, but not only.

As for Ming Yi, perhaps in his opinion, the entire Wangxu Realm should be buried with Wen Sheng's death, especially Wen Fang.

With different positions and different hatreds, it is destined that there will be incomprehensible confrontation and killing intent among these three people.

Difficult to solve does not mean unsolvable, and the sound of "resurrecting from the dead" may give it a try.

"That is to say, after Wen Fang slaughtered Chonghua, he entered Xiyuan as a demon? Mingyi later destroyed the gate of Chonghua Mountain, and took Xiao Huaishan back to Yuzhou to do evil cultivation?

But the banquet sneaked back to the East China Sea, and then joined forces with the various tribes of the monster clan to destroy the whole family of Ruishoumen? "

The fire was gradually extinguished, and no one went to add more firewood.

"Well, although the Longyuan sword is gone in the banquet, the monstrous weather luck is still there, and now he has the ability to refine the emptiness." Jin Manman nodded.

"This is terrible! Three younger brothers? They are not good things!" Xiao Tian kept walking up and down, quite shocked.

Jin Manman glanced at the silent Hearing, and said: "Shooting Cannons and Ming Yi are in the same situation, but they are firm in their stance. Nowadays, the three parties of humans, monsters and demons can be said to kill as soon as they meet..."

Wen Sheng didn't think about it for long, "We split into three groups. I'll go to Xiyuan to find Wen Fang. No matter what, I will make him abandon the way of killing. Roaring sky?"

"Huh? Here!" Xiaotian finally settled down.

"Go to Yelian City and explain your identity to Ming Yi. If he is willing, send him back. If he is unwilling, bring him to see me."

This child became like this, after all, it was because of that unexpected turbulence.

"Okay!" Xiao Tian agreed.

"Then what about me?" Jin Manman couldn't wait.

"You go to Qianlong City." Hearing the voice against the firelight, the brows and eyes became a little more bleak, "Tell Que Yan that I am still alive, don't let him mess around, and wait for me to find him."

After hearing the sound, he raised his hand and turned into a jade tablet. He has no body now, and he happened to be a ghost cultivator, so he gave Jin Manman his own soul as a token of identity.

As for Ming Yi, he would naturally believe it when he saw Xiao Tian.

"Remember, don't overuse divine power, let alone use it to directly change anyone's fate," Wen Sheng said in a deep voice, "From now on, each of us is the executor of this world."

"Jeser!" Xiao Tian stood at attention and saluted.

Jin Manman was stunned and asked: "The previous goal has come to an end, what about the current one? What are we going to do? One person saves one younger brother?"

"Yeah, what is the purpose of our doing this?" Xiaotian realized later.

"There is only one purpose, to restore the luck and rules of this world to normal."

Hearing the sound paused, he continued: "I want Ji Han to know that the sanction system is not the only way to maintain the stability of luck rules."

Jin Manman understood: "That's right! Even if it's only our executors, it's still okay!"

Xiaotian rubbed his chin and thought about it for a moment: "That's right. If the divine power is limited or even not used, unnecessary variables can be reduced, and the problem can be solved fundamentally. What's the point of sanctioning the useless trash?"

"It's just..." Jin Manman could no longer agree, and was about to complain together, but suddenly got up when he heard the sound.

"Let's go separately, finish early and go back earlier." He stroked the hem of his clothes and disappeared from the spot first.

Xiaotian and Jin Manman looked at each other, and set foot on their own paths one after another.

The Temple of Heavenly Demon on the other side.

After Xiao Linyuan left, Wen Fang remained silent for a long time.He held a red oil umbrella in his hand, on which spots of splashed ink came out through the folded folds.

The breeze in the hall suddenly picked up, Wen Fang instantly regained consciousness, put away the red umbrella and turned around, seeing the sudden extra hearing sound in front of him, without much surprise.

The moment Wen Fang looked at Wen Sheng, Wen Sheng also looked at Wen Fang.

This child is now full of killings, and he is no longer the heroic and vigorous boy he remembered.

"A Fang?" Wen Sheng tried to call his name.

Wen Sheng thought that even if Wen Fang would not be as sticky as before, he would not be indifferent.

It turns out that he was right, but in a different extreme.

At the same time as he spoke, Wen Fang suddenly withdrew his gaze, turned his head and sighed secretly with contemptuous ridicule: "Again?"

As soon as the words fell, the cold light wrapped in demon energy rushed towards Wen Sheng's door.

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