This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

"Hand over the "Lord in the Clouds Picture"."

The elder of Wuwangmen raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and his tone was not friendly: "I don't know... the former Demon Venerable came here, what's your business?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "predecessor", the meaning could not be more obvious.It is said that the elders of Wuwangmen and Su Yin have good friends, and it is reasonable to be hostile to him, the "former Demon Lord" who jumped out halfway.

Feng Wujing squinted his eyes and scanned the crowd in front of him for a week. He spoke slowly, but his words were filled with undeniable majesty - the aura of the Supreme Demon Realm.

"Why don't we make a deal. It's well known that the Evil God Realm is invading and the Immortal Realm is in danger." The red-clothed Demon Venerable paused, and slowly glanced upwards, "Then, I will go to the Evil God Realm on behalf of the Demon Realm to defeat the Evil God. According to the saying, the fairy world can reap the benefits of the fisherman."

"There is only one condition, hand over the "Lord in the Clouds Picture"."

After the words fell, the elders of Wuwangmen fell silent.

It was a depression, which was the consequence of the evil god's attack.

A person next to the elder said: "Master Mozun is saying that he wants to form an alliance with the fairy world? Immortals and demons are not at odds with each other. Your behavior is really ridiculous."

Feng Wujing shook his head, emphasizing his tone: "Naturally it's not an alliance, you can hear what I say clearly. The Demon Realm raises troops, attacks the Evil God Realm, and takes the initiative to be an enemy of the Evil God Realm. At that time, the Evil God Realm won't be able to take care of themselves in the battle, so naturally they won't bother you any more. Fairyland."

Feng Wujing thought, given the mercenary nature of the people in the Immortal Realm, this should impress them very much.

Speaking of which, Feng Wujing had never been so impulsive before, but at this moment, he just wanted to tear the Evil God Realm...and Chi Cang apart with his own hands.

Why?Master Mozun has no righteousness in his heart, the reason why he is so urgent can only be for that person.He thought about five years ago, when he learned that Gu Langqing was being chased and killed by the Immortal Realm, it seemed that his reaction was the same impulse. He rushed to the Immortal Realm regardless, and blocked the fatal blow for that person.

What did he think?What did he think?

There was no reason, at this moment, Feng Wujing finally admitted that he did not want Gu Langqing to die.

Gu Langqing must be counting on him.

Perhaps he had expected such a catastrophe, Gu Langqing had taken his blood essence in the illusion and recast the marriage line. He made him have feelings for him again, and he was sure that he would save him?

Feng Wujing found it funny, how could he fall into the same pit twice.

Far away, the elder finally spoke. He stroked his pale beard and said, "The conditions are very pleasant, but unfortunately, "The King in the Clouds" was stolen a few days ago."

Feng Wujing raised his head suddenly, his words were full of surprise: "What?"

The elder said: "I have always hung the paintings in the Library Pavilion, but a few days ago, the evil god led people to break into the Library Pavilion and stole many ancient books inside, including "The Picture of the King in the Clouds."

Feng Wujing firmly pressed against the back molars, with a frightening viciousness, he summoned up his drunkenness, swung the whip suddenly, and with a "pop", a huge crack appeared on the floor.

Originally he didn't want to say any more, Feng Wujing turned around and left, but he met a Xianxiu who looked hurriedly.

The man trotted all the way, entered the main hall, saluted hurriedly and said: "The evil god has attacked again!"

"What?" The elder stood up quickly, and looked at Feng Wujing with raised eyebrows, "Master Mozun, let me take my leave first."

The elder looked surprised but not flustered. It seemed that he was very used to the occasional invasion of the evil spirit world.

Feng Wujing groaned twice, "It's all here, so I just went to see a good show."

The vast square was supposed to be a place for many immortals to practice, but at this moment it was full of chaos.Swords, guns, swords and halberds were blazing, and people on both sides fought fiercely, and it seemed that there was no winner...

No, it looks like Immortal World is even better.Feng Wujing was a little surprised. He seemed to be familiar with the techniques of several people in the fairy world, and they all covered their faces. Although they were covered, they were dressed in the same way as other immortal cultivators. Scattered, so that without looking carefully, it is difficult to find the difference between these few people.

But Feng Wujing was very sharp, these people were masters of Kung Fu from the same sect, and the strength of their knives was exactly the same. They were indeed better than the others. They mixed in the crowd, quietly pulling Xianjie to gain an advantage in the battle.

Knife...but everyone else is using swords!

Feng Wujing stared at those knives, they were very familiar. He looked at those figures and cursed in a low voice.

"Gu Langqing, you are really good."

In the previous life, everyone in the Six Realms of the mysterious and treacherous Wuying Dark Guard knew about it. The Wuying sword technique is elegant and gorgeous, and it can kill the most evil people in the world. People with ghosts in their hearts are the most feared.

Later, he was framed by someone and the truth was made public, but the world still only knew that the Shadowless Guards belonged to Gu Langqing. Few people knew that there were no Shadowless Guards at all. Those people were all puppets controlled by Gu Langqing alone. .

The puppets right now are all alive and kicking. Gu Langqing's body is trapped in the evil god's realm, and he can still distribute mana to control these puppets. It seems that the so-called "Day of Heaven" is nothing more than that.

However, Gu Langqing followed him all the way, and manipulated these things to protect the fairy world?

The 30-year life is coming to an end, and the body will indeed become weaker and weaker.

Feng Wujing's face was grim, he jumped down, grabbed a puppet and left the battlefield.

The puppet landed on the ground with his lapel lifted, Feng Wujing tore off the mask, it was a strange face.

The Red Demon Venerable thought for a while: "What's your name?"

The puppet said: "You... are you really the Demon Lord Feng Wujing? My name is Xiao Si, and Xiao Liu just told me that he seems to have seen the Demon Lord go up the mountain, so it is true!"

Feng Wujing was speechless for a moment: "How do you talk to Gu Langqing?"

Puppetry, the caster controls the puppet to talk to others is the most basic.

But the puppet continued to talk to himself as if he hadn't heard Feng Wujing: "Master Mozun, we are here to observe the movement of the evil gods, and we will join the battle in time when the evil gods invade. A few days ago, Xiaowu was defending the Zangshu Pavilion. , people from the Evil God Realm broke in, Xiao Wu still saved a few scrolls and left in time... Would you like to go and have a look, is there anything you need?"

Feng Wujing raised his eyebrows, and there was already a bit of doubt in his tone: "How do you know that the purpose of this trip is to scroll?"

The puppet said: "I... a few days ago, Heavenly Stems and Immortals entrusted me."

Feng Wujing looked at the appearance of the puppet and nodded: "Well, where is Xiao Wu?"

The puppet pointed to the place where the arms and guns were exchanged not far away, and gestured to a person: "That's Xiao Wu, I'll take the adults there."

Xiao Wu also used the knife, covering his face so he couldn't see clearly, the puppet raised his head to the side, Feng Wujing recognized the person, and strode over.

The two waves of men and horses fought fiercely, the scene was messy, and their strengths were evenly matched, and no one could hurt anyone at all. Obviously, if the fight continued like this, there would be no results.Feng Wujing understood the situation, and probably understood the evil god's intentions, he didn't want the life of the immortal world, he wanted Gu Langqing.

Gu Langqing grabbed Xiao Wu, the man struggled for a while, but after seeing the face of the visitor clearly, he didn't move. He asked softly, "Master Mozun?"

Feng Wujing nodded, it seemed that what the man said was true, these puppets really knew who he was, did Gu Langqing arrange it?

Feng Wujing grabbed the person and walked to the corner, Xiao Wu took the initiative to take off the cover, with a handsome face.

"I was placed here by Gu Xianzun to protect the fairy world. I don't know why Master Mozun is looking for me?"

Feng Wujing took a look: "Are the paintings and calligraphy you took out from the Library Pavilion a few days ago still there?"

Xiao Wu hesitated for a moment, then paused: "In my Qiankun bag, do Lord Mozun need it now?"

Feng Wujing nodded: "There is a picture called "The King of Clouds" picture."

Xiao Wuhua took out the Qiankun bag and thought for a while: "I seem to have this impression, Master Mozun... how did you know that I have this painting?"

At the same time, Xiao Wu had already taken out the "Travel of the Lord in the Clouds". The painting was rolled on the scroll, and the face of the "Lord in the Clouds" could be seen vaguely. For a while, he slowed down the movements of his hands, showing a bit of respect and piety.

Feng Wujing was about to answer, but saw a blank in front of his eyes, a figure passed by like a gust of wind, and the picture scroll in Xiao Wu's hand suddenly disappeared!

He subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed it, but he didn't catch anything. He was about to get up and chase, but another person caught him by the cuff.

Feng Wujing turned his head and saw Xiao Si who was grabbing his wrist.

Out of breath, he shook off the man's sleeve, only to see the figure stealing the scroll smiling at him in the air, and then he cast a spell, disappeared with the person and the words, and was teleported to another place.

Feng Wujing was annoyed, he looked back and saw that Xiao Si had also taken out the same spell as that person, and was making out the formula.

Between lightning and flint, a burst of swift red light forced past and flashed onto Xiao Si's face, the spell instantly turned into powder, the red light went out, and a vertical bloodstain appeared on Xiao Si's face.

Feng Wujing returned Kuangzui to the palm of his hand, stepped forward a few steps, the tiger's jaws grabbed the man's neck, and lifted him into the air.

Xiao Wu was also a little flustered, as if he hadn't reacted, he opened his lips in a daze: "What happened?"

Feng Wujing didn't respond, he just grabbed the man's neck fiercely, Xiao Si couldn't breathe well, and his veins bulged out.

"who are you?"

"Little Four" blushed from being pinched: "I... I am Wu Wang's disciple, I am a member of the evil god, if you kill me, the evil god will come to you!"

Feng Wujing sneered: "Since when did the Immortal Realm and the Evil God Realm collude? You fight and kill on the surface, but cover each other behind your back? Then you pretend to be Gu Langqing's puppet just to lure me into the bait? "

"Xiao Si" said: "I... the evil god will save me, you can't kill me, even if you kill me, the evil god will resurrect me, let me go!"

Xiao Wu finally understood what happened: "Master Mozun, this person told you that I have a collection of paintings? Yes, that's right, Gu Xianzun placed us here. There were originally ten people, but recently, no Knowing the situation of Gu Xianzun, the mana supply he gave is getting less and less, only my mana was higher at the beginning and I retained the human form, and everything else..."

Feng Wujing looked at the bunch of little paper figurines that Xiao Wu took out from his pocket, and his heart beat a beat suddenly.

With a bang, the flames in front of Feng Wujing's eyes burned, and the scorching breath enveloped him, "Little Four" screamed and was swallowed up.

He closed his palm and patted away the embers, with obvious disgust and impatience on his face.

"The technique of rebirth requires a complete soul. Your soul has been burned to ashes by this seat, and even the great ability of that evil god can't save you."