The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Yan Weilou, who was doubtful about his life, left Qingyang Fucheng in a daze with Chu Wushuang's expression of "I'm right, don't try to lie to me."

At the gate of Fucheng, the huge monster beast was squatting obediently on the side of the official road.

Smelling Yan Weilou's breath, its three heads turned to look in the direction of the city gate, and its lantern-sized blood-red eyes all looked at him.

"It's actually a bit cute..." Yan Weilou complained subconsciously, and sighed softly, "After just a while, my aesthetics have become distorted again?" He smiled, turned over and jumped on the back of the monster, muttering to himself He said: "Well, it's good to just keep it crooked like this.

"The figure of a man and a monster slowly disappeared on the official road. The cool breeze blew slightly, stirring the fallen leaves all over the sky, and slowly brought a low sigh from the young man.

“...Otherwise it would be too dangerous.

"Chapter 68 Sigh for Life (2) The thin clouds and smoke in the sky blend into the wilderness and distant mountains.

One after another, the ferocious demonic aura suddenly erupted, and in the blink of an eye, the originally peaceful and distant barren mountains were infected with a layer of demonic aura.

What came next was the sharp and cold sword light.

Most of the day passed, and the rich blood energy spread throughout the mountains and plains.

The mountain peak cracked, and a huge monster stepped out of the mountain stream.

The young man on the monster's back had a calm expression, and there was no trace of murderous intent in his body. Only the sword in his right hand was dripping with blood.

"This trip finally paid off..." After leaving Qingyang Fucheng, relying on the map given by Chu Wushuang and the sensitivity of the demon beast "Anhui" to the demon aura, Yan Weilou quickly found a barren mountain full of demons - It is said that these demons are actually related to him. They are all deserters who broke away from the demon tide that besieged Qingyang Fucheng not long ago.

As for those demons who were killed on the spot in the demon tide, their corpses had long been taken away by Qingyang City as rare materials. The blood of the demons left behind stained the wasteland, attracting many demonic beasts such as "Anhui" to follow their auras. Come.

Yan Weilou didn't say any more nonsense. He raised his sword and killed all the demons who were lucky enough to survive the battle. He collected a huge number of demon souls and harvested a wave of light-blocking demons. Strong enough to support the vest for a long time.

After basically saving up enough energy and activating the energy of the Han Hai Ling two or three times, he was satisfied and rode his "mount" that was already shaking with fear back to the original route.

Still in the place where he left the Hanhai Realm last time, in the ice field several feet in diameter, Yan Weilou activated the Hanhai Order again and left the secret realm again.

In the main hall of Huangquan Sect, when the young man's figure appeared again, a day and a night had passed.

Yan Weilou glanced around as a habit, then put away the Han Hai Ling and sat down again.

After leaving the Vast Sea Realm, there was no barrier between the two realms. Everything that the time projection incarnation experienced during this day and night was transferred to his mind.

Yan Weilou suddenly paused, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

The young man turned around and looked in a certain direction, and a scorching golden light suddenly bloomed in the pupil of his left eye: "Xu Yuan's side... seems to be going smoothly unexpectedly.

”·The time goes back to the night before, when Yan Weilou himself was still killing demons in the mysterious realm of the vast sea.

On a mountain road hundreds of miles away from the Huangquan Sect, two fast horses galloped past. This horse had a special bloodline and galloped like a hurricane. It carried "Xu Yuan" and Xie Qi for nearly a hundred miles along the mountain road.

"What a good horse! What a good horse!" The strands of her robe and hair were blown back by the strong wind. Xie Qi smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, and the excitement in her voice had not dissipated.

"As expected of the biggest gangster in this area, it's really fat to kill! It's a pity that he didn't have the foresight to provoke us, but we made an extra fortune and got two more good horses to travel with.

He smacked his lips and said, "It would be great if there were a few more such blind guys. Maybe we could get some good things."

" Yan Weilou was speechless for a while.

This guy is so arrogant now. Could it be that he has forgotten the days when he was always worried about being refined into elixirs in the Blood Refining Sect dungeon? I still selectively forgot that when I met a robber not long ago, I was almost beaten to death by three moves and two moves. In the end, I was saved by the sudden burst of "Xu Yuan", a lucky guy who "made great progress in his cultivation through adventure from heaven". The experience of sparing his life and launching a counter-attack? When uninformed passers-by heard his bold words, they probably thought that Xie Qi himself was superior in combat power, so he took down the gang of gangsters in an understatement.

Yan Weilou was also riding beside him, his blue shirt swaying in the wind, and the divine sword named Qianqiu was tied up with a strip of cloth and carried on his back. The young man's young and handsome features made him look like a wandering young man. smell.

He spoke calmly, and his voice was carried clearly by the wind into Xie Qi's ears: "Second Young Master Xie, I'm afraid you are thinking too much.

The group of people we met before was said to be the largest gangster in the green forest in this area, so they had a lot of wealth, and they also had these two rare exotic horses - which they had accumulated over the years.

If it were other small gangs, with that kind of wealth, I'm afraid they wouldn't look down on you because of your status.

" These words made sense. Xie Qi immediately felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her, and her excitement cooled down.

He muttered in disappointment: "It's really useless. Being a bandit is so poor. It's such a promising profession. It's better to go down to the mountains and farm as soon as possible."

" Yan Weilou shook his head slightly and explained: "Of course it's because there is no future for going down the mountain to farm.

" These days, except for a few who were forced to become bandits because they couldn't make a living, most of the so-called green forest heroes were driven by ambition: they learned a few martial arts by chance, and they were unwilling to continue to dig for food in the fields, nor did they want to be controlled by others, and always wanted to live a life of superiority.

Xie Qi's euphoria passed, and his mind finally became clearer, and he said again: "This time, thanks to Brother Xu, if it weren't for you, my life would really be over! I didn't expect that Brother Xu would have such an opportunity. Not only did you get a magic weapon, but your cultivation also improved by leaps and bounds, and you entered the realm of insight in a blink of an eye!" At this point, he was full of envy: "If I had known that the madman took people to make medicine, I would have gone with you at all costs. We would live and die together, and maybe we could get something good.

" Yan Weilou curved his lips and said modestly: "It's just luck, not worth mentioning.

" "No, it's not just luck.

"Xie Qi shook his head and said confidently, "The protagonists in the storybooks are all like this.

Those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune in the future.

Turn misfortune into good fortune, and good times will come after bad times.

" The more he spoke, the more he felt it made sense. He extracted the essential elements of the protagonist one by one and praised them: "Young, handsome, upright, gifted, fearless in the face of danger... Isn't this you, Brother Xu?" ...It was all his fault that he backed off for a moment. He was so happy when he heard that he didn't need to be refined into a pill, and he completely ignored the fact that Xu Yuan, who was captured to refine the pill, was about to die.

With his character, he was definitely not the material for the protagonist of the storybook, no wonder he didn't have any adventures.

At this moment, the second son Xie, who had read many Jianghu stories, fell into a deep imagination and couldn't extricate himself.

But it was no wonder. Originally, after the two escaped from the underground palace, the experience described by Yan Weilou to him was very similar to the adventures of the protagonists in the storybooks - his family was destroyed in the first place, he was imprisoned in the second place, and he was captured by the devil and survived. Not only that, but by chance, he obtained the inheritance of the ancient sect, got the magic sword to recognize the master, and swallowed the treasures of heaven and earth to make great progress in his cultivation.

If Yan Weilou himself hadn't stood in front of him, and the two had personally walked around the Blood Refining Sect, I'm afraid Xie Qi wouldn't believe it.

And now, looking at the hilt of the sword vaguely exposed behind Yan Weilou, Xie Qi was drooling with envy.