Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

The moment Xiao Changli transformed into a sword, the entire lower realm froze for an instant.

Countless cultivators were so shocked that they lost their composure. In the chaos of spiritual energy, many people couldn't even stabilize their flight, including the various sects that had been looted a hundred years ago.

Who would have thought that Xiao Changli, who suppressed them for a hundred years, was actually the fallen sword spirit they had been looking for for 1000 years? !

Not only the thousands of monks, but also the other sword spirits inside and outside Changhuan Valley were also dull.

This Xiao Changli is actually their evil elder brother? ? ?

But thinking about it carefully, the unfathomable Xiao Changli and the rumored powerful and unpredictable sword spirit leader seem to have inexplicable similarities.

One is the evil head of the lower realm who does evil and does all kinds of evil. He has wiped out dozens of demon clans in a single thought, and killed Lianxu Immortal Cultivator at the snap of his fingers.

The other is the head of the falling sword with evil thoughts and spirits. He was born to be a murderous soldier who feeds on evil.

Apart from Xiao Changli, who else in the lower realm can afford such a "bad" reputation?

click.click.click.

Just as everyone outside Changhuan Valley lost their minds, there was the sound of chewing fragments in Wuhuan Cave.

The first to accept the reality was the Spirit of Fear at the bottom of the ranking, and it sighed: "Brother Evil has already woken up..."

The Spirit of Love closed its mouth wide open, flew to the Spirit of Fear and asked strangely, "Where did you get the fragments?"

The spirit of love suddenly remembered that when it was talking to Yan Fei just now, fear seemed to be gnawing on pieces.

The Spirit of Fear secretly pointed at Yan Fei with his small hand.

"He?" Spirit of Love didn't believe it: "How could there be pieces of you eating on him?"

The spirit of fear only eats emotional fragments that symbolize fear, and the spirit of love looks left and right, but does not see a trace of fear or fear in Yan Fei.

The spirit of fear moved closer to the ear of the spirit of love and whispered: "When the master ran out just now, he was scared."

The Spirit of Love whispered: "...Really?"

"Really!" The Spirit of Fear was very determined, shaking the fragments in his hand vigorously, which could not deceive anyone, "He is afraid that his master will empathize with others, and he prefers evil... ah ah ah!"

The chubby spirit ball was suddenly grabbed into the palm from behind, and it was deformed on the spot, almost being crushed into a pulp!

"I won't say anymore!!!" Spirit of Fear cried and begged for mercy.

Yan Fei looked at it quietly, his eyes were as dark as night in a deep forest, obviously not angry, but the spirit of fear had a sense of danger that he would be killed if he made a single sound with a sword hanging from his neck.

The spirit of fear didn't dare to cry anymore, trembling, he threw away the remaining fragments in his hand.

This is too scary!

The spirit of anger laughed in the sea of ​​consciousness, this idiot, didn't you realize that it didn't go out to make trouble.

In the Three Realms at this time, both humans and spirits are panicking that the lower realms may be destroyed, but the spirit of anger doesn't care at all, because the destroyed lower realms are more pleasant than the scenery in the sea of ​​Yan Feizhi.

Unable to bear the cowardly look of fear, the spirit of anger couldn't help jumping out of the sea of ​​consciousness: "So what if Xiao Changli is evil? As long as the evil doesn't recognize the master, it can't break the seal. An evil with only half the strength can't be against the lower realms. , Changhuan Palace will be captured sooner or later, and you will die sooner or later!"

The spirit of anger is not worried about Yan Fei, it only hopes that Yan Fei will die soon and set it free!

Yan Fei: "So this is only half of Xiao Changli's strength?"

The spirit of love nodded hesitantly: "There is no aura of evil elder brother in the master's sea of ​​consciousness. It should not recognize the master. The sword a month ago was almost half of his previous strength..."

The Spirit of Anger gloated and said, "So it may not be long before someone comes in. Tang Huan will always run away if he can't beat him, so you just wait here to die!"

There was a moment of silence in the cave, and Yan Fei suddenly smiled, looking at the spirit of anger with helplessness and pity in his eyes, as well as a hint of hatred that iron can't be turned into steel.

"As I said just now, they broke into the Changhuan Palace only to die. The place where the sword spirit sleeps is not just a treasured place of geomantic omen. You should know what it means..."

"Huh? How do we...!" Halfway through speaking, the flames burning on the spirit of anger suddenly froze, and suddenly turned to look at love and fear, and the three sword spirits all showed shock.

Seeing that they understood, Yan Fei let go of the spirit of fear in her hands, her dark eyes fell on the bed that had lost Tang Huan's body temperature, and she didn't bother to speak to them anymore.

The three sword spirits looked at each other, thinking that this guy would not die, the spirit of anger immediately dived back into the sea of ​​consciousness, fearing that it had nothing to do with him, he ran to the corner to steal the fragments, only the spirit of love confirmed Xiao After leaving his identity, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before, it was worried that Big Brother Evil would look down on Tang Huan, who had nothing to do with evil, but now it seemed that it was too worried. As expected of its master, it had tamed Big Brother Evil early on!

"I don't know how Master and Big Brother Evil met." Spirit of Love asked curiously.

The master seems to be less than a hundred years old. According to the people from the lower world, the evil elder brother has been awake for 1000 years, and it seems that he became his guardian when the master was young.

and many more……

The spirit of love suddenly blinked blankly. It seems that their lower realm is only 1000 years old, right?

Brother Evil has been awake for 1000 years, so doesn't that mean he hasn't slept at all?

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On the Changhuan Valley, the moment Xiao Changli transformed into a sword, the sound of battle in the lower realm disappeared, and all directions were silent.

The monks of all ethnic groups stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of them, which was far beyond expectations, and forgot to pursue the victory of Shibadongfu.

Tang Huan didn't stay too long after the crisis of the Eighteenth Cave Mansion was quelled. He scanned the crowd outside the converging valley, his eyes paused slightly on Yu Chuyang, and then he turned and left expressionlessly.

Before leaving, the cold sound fell to the ground.

"Those who dare to step into Changhuan Palace will be killed without mercy."

There was still silence all around.

After a while, the disciples of Changhuan Palace at the bottom of the valley woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and shouted out a group of sonorous and powerful echoes, shocking Baili: "Here——!!!"

The old turtle's defensive barrier has been shattered. At this time, the Changhuan Palace does not have any defensive formations, and there are not many disciples left by the palace master. Everyone wanted to say that he "remains stubborn when he is about to die", but it was not until Tang Huan disappeared. , and no one dared to catch up.

The monks of various races obviously didn't know Tang Huan very well, but at this moment they felt that the aura of the number one beauty in the Three Realms was a little different from the one in the previous photo, especially the indifferent and dead eyes in Tang Huan's eyes before he left, which made them feel uneasy for a moment. Dare to act rashly.

Li Heng reacted the fastest. While the others were still immersed in the aftermath of the sword of the master of Changhuan Palace, he had already used his spiritual sense to check the eighteen caves that were thrown out one by one.

"Without Yan Fei, Yan Fei didn't pretend to be in it!" He said in a deep voice, and then flew to Ye Zhilan's side and asked, "That was really Tang Huan just now? It's not the same as in the past..."

"That's Tang Huan!"

Ye Zhilan suddenly interrupted decisively, his eyes were still on the direction where Tang Huan disappeared, his eyes were particularly complicated: "Three years ago, Tang Huan lost his memory for no reason, and overnight he turned back to a pure and kind boy. The Lord...should have recovered his memory."

The eighteen caves nearby were all in a trance, trapped in a desperate situation besieged by all sides, but no one wanted to escape.

Three years may not be long or short, but as long as they get along with the amnesiac Tang Huan, everyone will have mixed feelings when they think that they will never see the lively Palace Master again.

Compared with it, it seems nothing to be used as a furnace for decades.

The devilish energy almost gathered into a cloud around Xie Xuan's body, and the invisible black mist wrapped him in strands, and the aura was so strong that even the distracted and strong would not dare to approach.

The nearby human race and monster race backed away silently, only the fox demon on Xie Xuan's shoulder stretched out its sharp claws angrily, almost tearing the sky-level black robe on Xie Xuan's body.

"Xiao Changli is not a trial surrounding the palace lord at all, it's just an evil thought, how dare he plot against us like this! How dare he induce the palace lord like this!"

Xie Xuan: "Inducement..."

Ji Yao said angrily: "If he hadn't been bewitching, with the nature of the palace master after amnesia, how could he have done such a wicked thing of using our genius as a furnace? If it wasn't because of his influence, how could the palace master If you meet for a hundred years, you will be like two different people!"

After hearing Ji Yao's roar, everyone was shocked.

The fox let out roars from its throat, and its deceitful and cute appearance gradually became hideous and terrifying, "Sword spirits feed on emotional fragments, and it must be because Xiao Changli needs to devour evil thoughts to cultivate, so he persecutes the palace lord to death." With his appearance today, the Palace Master after amnesia is his human nature!"

At this time, even Ye Zhilan was shocked by Ji Yao's thoughts, and had to admit that Ji Yao, a fox demon who had never had a brain, would have a day to wake up the dreamer!

But... even so, there are many things that cannot be explained. Ye Zhilan silently swept across the eighteen caves in the arena, pursed the corners of his lips tightly,

For example, why Xiao Changli didn't throw Yan Fei out together, and why Xiao Changli chose Tang Huan, who had a hard time giving birth to evil thoughts.

Xie Xuan suddenly said indifferently: "What's the point of discussing these things?"

"I'm going to save the palace lord! How can the palace lord be manipulated by a sword spirit!!!"

"Heh, do you think Tang Huan will appreciate it? Ji Yao, you came to Changhuan Palace earlier than me, and you really didn't see or hear anything?"

Ji Yao froze, and then shouted "Shut up!" like a madman. He was dazzled by the anger, and snarled with his teeth on Xie Xuan's shoulder. In the end, Xie Xuan slapped him and flew him a thousand meters away.

The Demon Fox Demon King, who had been lurking for a long time, finally appeared, and managed to help his son stabilize his figure with [-]% of his strength, and then looked at Xie Xuan in amazement and disbelief.

This blow not only made Ji Yao squirt blood, but also shattered his vigor and anger. A little fox stood up with red eyes, collapsed to the point of crying.

"So strong...so strong...why are you so strong! This king is not reconciled! It's all because the good-for-nothing daddy's aptitude is not strong enough, I am so reconciled..."

The Demon Fox Demon King was scolded for nothing, his face was red with anger, his neck was thick, and after seeing his son crying with snot and tears, the scolding could not come out again.

Ji Yao cried and scolded: "Palace master... woo woo woo I can't beat them, but I am so unwilling! Why can't it be me, damn Yan Fei! Damn Xiao Changli...!"

"Shut up, stupid fox." Xie Xuan turned the wrist that had just hit Fei Ji Yao, his dark eyes reflected the spirit of desire in Fen Tian Jian who was scared by Xiao Changli and trembling, his voice was as low as whispering to himself Saying: "The spirit of evil... the head of the sword spirit, heh, something that is not even a human being, why is it so strong?"

So powerful that they can't be surpassed in hundreds of years, so powerful that they can be killed with a single finger, so powerful...that makes people desperate.

He didn't know who he was scolding: "You trash, what are you afraid of?"

With Xiao Changli here, the Changhuan Palace is doomed not to be happy, Tang Huan is doomed to be delusional, and the Eighteen Cave Mansion, which symbolizes a hundred flowers, is doomed to be just a mirror.

"Haha...too strong, the sword spirit is really strong."

The smile on Xie Xuan's face gradually became thicker, and his lowered eyebrows were raised high immediately. The black air was lingering in that handsome face, making his teeth even more white. Transformed into a sword, he suddenly slashed at the Burning Demon Clan on the south side of Changhuan Valley!

The power of the second-ranked Spirit of Desire could not be resisted by ordinary monks. There was an incomparably shrill scream from the Burning Demon Clan, and the sky was intertwined with golden light and purple light. Dozens of strong people fell in a blink of an eye.

"Xie Xuan——!!!" Burning Fire Demon King's eyes were tearing apart.

"You say that I am a traitor of the Burning Demon Clan? I will destroy the Burning Fire Demon Clan today, so that your clan will no longer be rebellious and will never suffer from future troubles!"

Calmness is just a disguise before the storm. Xie Xuanyuan is even more insane than Ji Yao. After killing an unknown number of people, his black hair is scattered, looking down and crying, "Hahahahahahahaha! You think only Xiao Changli is strong enough to kill you?" A human family? I can do the same! If the Changhuan Palace is not destroyed today, I will first destroy your Burning Demon Clan, and then kill Yan Fei, that half-human, half-demon remnant!"

Ye Zhilan was surprised and said: "You still want to kill Yan Fei? Tang Huan already has the evil spirit in his hands..."

Xie Xuan looked at him coldly: "Which Tang Huan are you talking about? Is it the Palace Master who we don't care about, or the Tang Huan who punished me to soak in the Xuanbing Cold Pool because I hurt him?"

Ye Zhilan was speechless for a while, and he didn't know which one was more profound for Tang Huan, the memory before amnesia or the memory of the past three years.

He was more inclined to the latter, because just now, Tang Huan had just fallen from the sky and rescued them from various tribes for no reason. If Tang Huan used to be, he might just watch indifferently from a distance.

Xie Xuan suddenly said: "Forget it, it doesn't matter which one."

The previous Tang Huan also punished him to soak in the Xuanbing Cold Pond, also for one day, but at that time Tang Huan didn't come to visit softly, and he wasn't as stupid as he was after amnesia, when he almost "saved" him Not to mention drowning himself, when he jumped on Xie Xuan's body, he even splashed the water of the mysterious ice pool all over his face.

It may be that the water in the Xuanbing Cold Pool is too icy cold, and the water droplets splashed on the face have not completely dried up so far.

Xie Xuan pointed his sword at the Burning Fire Demon King, his eyes were watery, and he laughed maniacally.

"Hahahahahaha - don't care what kind of trial he is, whoever Tang Huan he is! I don't want to play anymore! I don't want it anymore!"

When Ye Zhilan heard the word "Trial", Ye Zhilan's mind suddenly trembled slightly. At the same time, from the corner of his eye, he saw the monks of various races who were secretly sneaking into Changhuan Valley.

Once the enchantment of Changhuan Valley was broken, although there were still many powerful sects who hadn't arrived yet, many people couldn't help but want to sneak into the treasure hunt one step ahead, whether it was the treasure house of each faction stolen by Xiao Changli back then, or The unopened Mysterious Ice Realm, and even a lotus seed transplanted from the Seven Star Lotus Pond of the Yue family in the Xiuzhu Garden, are treasures of opportunity worth sacrificing their lives for these monks!

Not only that, following Xie Xuan's ruthless words, many of the Burning Demon Clan who saw their fellow clan beheaded to death with a sword were frightened, and they used their concealment techniques to sneak towards the edge of Changhuan Valley. There is more than one Changhuan Palace, no matter how dangerous the bottom of the valley is, it is safer than the top, and as long as they don't go to the Changhuan Palace, Tang Huan may not necessarily attack them.

As more and more people withdrew their breath and disappeared into the void, the disciples of Diancang Mountain, Shuiyuezong, Rosemary Valley... and Baixiao Pavilion finally couldn't help but sneak into the valley. Unknowingly, half of it is missing.

The Eighteen Caves have not entered, they have stayed in Changhuan Palace for decades, Tang Huan has never restricted their freedom, so almost all of them know the bottom of Changhuan Valley well, and they don't care about those so-called secret treasures at all.

"...Why didn't Xiao Changli reset the barrier?"

Over the somewhat empty Changhuan Valley, Ye Zhilan suddenly murmured in disbelief: "The barrier of the old turtle's shell is broken, but he is also very good at defense. We have never breached any of the barriers that the Palace Master used before going to bed, so why doesn't he set up another barrier?"

Ji Yao hadn't recovered from the continuous blows, curled up into a ball and ignored them, while Xie Xuan looked coldly at the remaining Burning Demon Clan outside the valley, as if he was looking at a group of dead people.

Both of them ignored Ye Zhilan's question, and the others also had their own concerns.

At this moment, there was a voice that should not have appeared here from Ye Zhilan's ears.

Shu Tianyi, who was supposed to be in Changhuan Palace, followed out of the valley at some point, and came as silent as a ghost: "Why do you think?"

Ye Zhilan no longer has the energy to react to the abnormality of this "mortal". He stared at the Changhuan Valley under the clouds and mists. He still had that elegant and beautiful face, but the color on his well-colored face faded little by little. "We guessed wrong at the beginning. Tang Huan is not a sword spirit, and Xiao Changli is not a trial surrounding Tang Huan. He is the last evil spirit."

"It is said that every sword spirit has a trial place. The spirit of love is in the secret realm of aura, the spirit of anger is in the land of no man, the spirit of desire is Guixu Mountain, the spirit of fear is the building of cultivating the heart, and the spirit of evil the trials of..."

"Changhuan Palace." Shu Tianyi shared the information with this former "colleague" without hesitation, "Changhuan Palace is his trial place, because Heaven allows the sword spirit to exert its full strength in the trial, so Gu There is never any need to set up any defensive enchantment outside, that old turtle is just a bait to bluff people."

As he spoke, his palm touched Ye Zhilan's shoulder intimately, and the biting cold flowed into his body along that palm, Ye Zhilan couldn't help shivering, and looked back, "...how did you know? "

The four eyes met, and the handsome and pleasant young man showed him a shy smile at the right time,

"The last trial failed, I watched you die with my own eyes, have you forgotten?"