Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know

For Wen Ren'e, exchange is impossible, not to mention this life, plus the past life and the next life are impossible.He just needs to make sure that "World Extinguishing God (Volume Three)" is in the hands of the Purple Spirit Pavilion Master. As for where it is, whether it is true or not, and whether the other party is willing to take it out is not important, anyway, he will definitely take it out.

So Wen Ren'e naturally spread his hands: "In that case, show me the third volume."

"What? Hahahahaha, ridiculous!" The Purple Spirit Pavilion Master shook his head, and said to Wen Ren'e, "Zhongli Kuang, you really deserve that name! Do you know who you are facing!"

After finishing speaking, the other party raised his hands, and a pair of golden bells were tied around his wrists. The master of the Ziling Pavilion shook the bells slightly, and the clear ringing sound was accompanied by terrifying true essence and sound waves.The surrounding formations also buzzed, and the spirit stones placed in the four corners of the room to maintain the formations were engraved with patterns that belonged exclusively to the Purple Spirit Pavilion. The patterns were stimulated by sound waves with terrifying power, and countless golden formations appeared in the void. Wenren is trapped in it.

The master of the Ziling Pavilion exerted a little force on his wrist, and the golden formations were tightly bound, tightly entwining Wen Ren'e.This is a double attack on the body and the soul. He had set up the formation long before "Zhonglikuang" entered the door, even if "Zhonglikuang" used the first volume of the book to get the treasures of heaven and earth in the past few decades and was promoted to the peak of the Mahayana period , is only at the level of the comprehension world.The formation he researched from the third volume was a divine formation, even if he couldn't use the full power of the divine formation with his skill, as long as he was prepared, he could trap a celestial being!

"Zhonglikuang, I don't have any conflict of interest with you, I just want to take a look at the first volume, why bother?" Ziling Pavilion Master saw that "Zhonglikuang" was completely trapped by the golden pattern, his sleeves dropped, Blocking the golden bell on his wrist, he said confidently.

"This deity is not trying to hold on," Wen Ren'e said leisurely in the center of the formation, "This deity is thinking about a difficult matter."

"The deity?" The owner of the Ziling Pavilion frowned. This claim reminded him of unpleasant memories, but it didn't matter. Even if he really met that person today, he would not be afraid anymore, "Just because you dare to call yourself the deity ?”

Wen Ren'e put away the book and sighed: "From the time you started, this deity has been thinking about how to capture you without disturbing others. The power of this deity's exercises is too powerful, it is really troublesome."

"What a big tone!" Although the master of the Purple Spirit Pavilion insisted, he still showed a golden bell, watching "Zhong Likuang" vigilantly, worried that he really got some secret exercises from the first volume.

"I really don't want to reveal my whereabouts, but... since I know why you changed from a woman to a man, it probably doesn't matter if you reveal your identity."

Wen Ren'e got up slowly, his robe was windless, and the elegant clothes of the scholar turned into his robe with black background and gold pattern, and at the same time, a war halberd of the same color appeared in the palm of his hand.

"You are not Zhongli Kuang, you are Wen Ren'e!" The Ziling Pavilion Master said in shock, his pupils shrank slightly, as if recalling some tragic experience.

"In 42 years, this deity had a century-old agreement with you. I hope that you will have the strength to fight this deity in a hundred years." Wen Ren'e said with a smile, "It seems that even if you give another thousand years, it will be nothing more than this. Be patient."

After all, the Seven Killing Halberds burst into dazzling light, and the power of the stars in the sky caused the entire Taiyin Mountain to shake.

"What's going on?" The members of the Shangqing faction who were discussing important matters in Baili Qingmiao's room couldn't help asking when they felt the vibration under their feet.

"Could it be that the ground fire is about to erupt?" Yao Wendan asked doubtfully.

At this time, Qiu Congxue's body reaction speed was faster than her brain, she immediately picked up Su Huai with one hand, and Baili Qingmiao with the other, and shouted: "Run, the farther you are from Taiyin Mountain, the better!"

This sentence is not to remind everyone of the Shangqing faction, but to remind Zhong Liqian.

Zhong Liqian had vaguely guessed what happened since the earthquake started, and when he heard Qiu Congxue's voice, he did not hesitate and followed her decisively to leave.

From the earthquake to the moment when Qiu Congxue and Zhong Liqian escaped from the room to the sudden shattering of the Wuchen Bell in Ziling Pavilion, it was only an instant. can fly.Qiu Congxue and Zhong Liqian didn't hesitate any longer, and flew to an altitude of nearly a thousand meters before stopping.

"Master, what happened?" Su Huai, who had never seen Wen Ren'e before, asked in a panic.

Qiu Congxue put down Su Huai and Baili Qingmiao, and said coldly, "You can tell by looking at the sky. I only saw this kind of sky phenomenon 31 years ago."

Su Huai looked up at the sky, only felt that the sky was dark and dark, and the stars in the sky were dim. There were only two stars that were as bright as the moon, and they were the two stars of Qisha and Pojun.

31 years ago, during the Great War between Zheng and Demon, at the last moment of Wen Ren'e's all-out battle with 21 masters, the seven killing stars in the sky were extremely dazzling.

With a "boom", all the pavilions of the Ziling Pavilion and the top of Taiyin Mountain fell, and the ground fire in the tiankeng erupted. The temperature of the fire was extremely terrifying, and practitioners below the stage of transforming gods would be wiped out if they touched it.He Wenchao led a few brothers who were above the stage of transformation into gods to save people, and rushed to join Qiu Congxue and others before the ground fire hit.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the original snow-capped Taiyin Mountain was covered with magma, the fiery red liquid, and the terrifying high temperature that distorted the air, instantly turning Ziling Pavilion into a purgatory on earth.

"What happened?" He Wenchao put his arms around Liu Xinye who was crying in shock, and asked in shock, "Why did the ground fire suddenly erupt? Zhongli asked Zun and Zhongliyin, two fellow Taoists?"

Qiu Congxue glanced at him coldly, raised her finger slightly, and pointed to the center of the magma.

He Wen looked towards him, and saw a man in a robe with a black background and a gold pattern, holding a long halberd, standing on top of the lava, and behind him was a gloomy sword light.

At the moment when the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, when all the people fled to the sky, only Yin Hanjiang braved the gushing earth fire to find His Majesty, and confronted the Lord of Ziling Pavilion.

"You, you, it turned out to be you, it really was you!" The Ziling Pavilion Master pointed at the two of them, and the memory of being beaten to pieces in 42 years emerged again.

As if the scene was reappearing, it was still ice and snow turning into a hell of flames, it was still a halberd and a sword, it was still a crushing defeat.

"You guessed right, this book indeed belongs to Zhongli Kuang," Wen Ren'e said steadily, "Zhong Likuang was killed by the deity, so his book will naturally belong to the deity, and so will you."

Wen Ren'e pinched the Ziling Pavilion Master's arm, and before he could resist, he felt a sharp pain in his arm. It was not just a physical pain, but the pain of being torn and melted.He hurriedly cut off his arm with a burst of true energy, but failed to stop the erosion of his soul.He could only endure the severe pain and forcibly split his soul, and panting heavily, he saw his arm and part of his soul turned into a stream of blood and fell into Wen Ren'e's hands.

A sweet smell of blood poured into Wen Ren'e's nose. He stared at the blood color floating in his palm, knowing that as long as he absorbed it, the true energy he had just consumed and his lost arm would recover. This is the soul of Sanxian after all.

Wen Ren'e looked at it for a while, smiled lightly, and loosened his hand, the stream of blood fell down and disappeared into the lava.

The ground fire absorbed the soul of the master of the Purple Spirit Pavilion, and gray smoke came out. The master of the Purple Spirit Pavilion looked at the smoke in the lava, and obviously his body was no longer in pain, but his heart felt like it was being burned, as if he was watching helplessly. His arms were roasting on the fire, and he made the oily sound of "嗞啦啦" and "嗞啦啦".

"You are a blood cultivator, why are you a blood cultivator!" Ziling Pavilion Master asked.

He still wanted to ask something, but Yin Hanjiang didn't give him a chance to speak.The Pojun sword was unstoppable, and a sword pierced through the throat of the master of Ziling Pavilion.

"Your Majesty wants your book, you only have the right not to give it." Yin Hanjiang said coldly.

The emotionless gazes of the two demons made the Ziling Pavilion Master deeply realize that he has no right to argue in front of these two people.If you hand over the book, you may save your life; if you don't, you will die.

"You are very strong. Probably no one in the entire cultivation world is stronger than Wen Ren'e. I admit this," the Purple Spirit Pavilion Master smiled bitterly. He could no longer make a sound from his throat, so he could only speak to Wen Ren'e alone. , "But Mozun, you will die eventually, everyone will die, and only one person can survive. I still say the same thing, exchange the first volume for the third volume!"

"Do you think that as long as you don't hand in, this deity will throw a mouse at you and dare not embarrass you?" Wen Ren'e said coldly, "You probably don't know what the devil's method is, soul-hunting, soul-searching, puppets, Gu insects... Everything you need, Sect Master Yin, bring him back to Xuanyuanzong!"

Yin Hanjiang picked up the dying Ziling Pavilion Master and was about to leave, when He Wenchao rushed up and said, "Who are you? What are you going to do to Ziling Pavilion Master? Today, with He Wenchao from my Shangqing sect, I will never allow it." You hurt the Purple Spirit Pavilion!"

No matter how much Wen Ren'e and the readers of "Sad Love Fenghua" despise He Wenchao, as the hero of the two novels, He Wenchao's appearance is almost impeccable.He is not as powerful as Wen Ren'e, so powerful that it is difficult to ignore, not as wise and humble as Zhong Liqian, not as silent and loyal as Yin Hanjiang, or even as young as Su Huai, but he is handsome and full of righteousness.

The author gave him a flawless face, which makes people see that he is an elite of the righteous way and a future pillar of the cultivation world. Even if he dies, he must not let him hurt the appearance of the Ziling pavilion master.

Wen Ren'e knew that He Wenchao was indeed such a person.No matter which novel it is, it has been admitted that He Wenchao is a man of righteousness. For the sake of his brother, he would go both ways, and even sacrifice his sweetheart to save his brother and his elders.In the book, he did bad things with good intentions, not because of his bad character, but because he was misled and deceived.

There have been some comments in "Mie Shi Shenzun", saying that this is a traditional routine of ancient novels. The hero is full of justice, and the brotherhood is well written, but it is very unfriendly to women, and the three views are a bit of the dross of feudal society. .

At this moment, He Wenchao sincerely wanted to protect the Ziling Pavilion, and it was also the first time he saw Wen Ren'e's true appearance, and the first time he faced the power of the Demon Lord.The master in his mind kept telling him to run away, saying that he couldn't defeat Wen Ren'e at all, but He Wenchao didn't retreat half a step. Even if he died today, he still wanted to save the Lord Ziling Pavilion.

Baili Qingmiao and others also followed. She stared blankly at her senior brother and senior Wen Ren who showed a fierce look, and wanted to ask for love.

Wen Ren'e said: "Baili Qingmiao, if you dare to say a word, I will kill one of you from the Shangqing faction. I don't like everyone talking. I want to see how many people from the Shangqing faction are enough for you to intercede."

Baili Qingmiao hurriedly covered her mouth, for fear that she would say one more word.

On the contrary, a disciple of the Shangqing School who is not afraid of death shouted: "Little sister, don't be afraid, we will go together, no matter how strong he is, we must not let him take Ziling away..."

While talking, he leaned towards the strongest Daoist Qingxue at the moment, hoping to get some support, but before he finished speaking, his chest was pierced by a hand with only bones left.He looked back with difficulty, and saw that the one who assassinated him was the real Qingxue whom he wanted to rely on.

"A member of the Xuanyuan Sect will never turn his back on his fellow disciples." Qiu Congxue withdrew her hand, pulled out that disciple's soul, and said solemnly, "You can speak with as much strength as you have, and you can't rely on yourself as much as you can. "

The heat wave lifted her black robe, exposing her half flesh and half bone body.

In the past 30 years, Qiu Congxue can actually grow flesh, but she is very satisfied with what she is now. She has been studying how to use half of her body to display the power of a loose fairy, half of her body to do ghost cultivation, and walk unwaveringly on the road of Asura.This is the inspiration Su Huai gave her. Su Huai is a very special cultivator. His soul is a ghost cultivator, but his body is practicing the exercises of the Qing School. If he does not die in the original book, he does not know what he will practice. road.

Qiu Congxue threw the body of the disciple of the Shangqing sect into the magma, and He Wenchao hurriedly chased after him, snatching the body of the disciple at the last moment, and his arm was burned by the ground fire.

"Elder Qingxue, why did you do this?" He Wenchao said in shock.

"I am the left protector of Xuanyuanzong, Qiu Congxue." Half of Qiu Congxue's face gradually turned into bones, and she showed a half-kind and half-shocking smile to Baili Qingmiao, "31 years ago, thanks to the rescue of Baili girl, otherwise this The protector has already entered reincarnation."

"Master Qingxue, you..." Baili Qingmiao burst into tears, completely unbelievable that her master is actually a member of the Demon Sect, and so ruthless.

"Return this thing to you," Qiu Congxue threw the soul of the Shangqing sect disciple to Baili Qingmiao, "I owe you my life, if you need my help in trouble in the future, I will definitely do it."

Baili Qingmiao caught the soul of her senior brother, her whole expression seemed to be struck by lightning.The person she saved with all her life back then was actually a member of the Demon Sect who killed countless righteous monks back then. The master she had always admired would ruthlessly attack her senior brother.

Feeling her painful mood, Zhong Liqian sighed faintly. He has grown a little over the years and knows many things clearly.But still can't guess the heart of this Venerable Lord, and don't understand what he is doing.

He walked up to the owner of the Ziling Pavilion and persuaded him: "Pavilion owner, no matter what Mr. Wenren wants, I humbly advise you to give it to him. Based on what I know about Mr. Wenren, if he promises not to hurt you, he will do it." Will never break my promise.”

"What do you know?" The Ziling Pavilion master's voice was pierced, and he made a "hoo hoo" sound, still insisting, "I don't want to live like that, even if I die now, I don't want to live like that."

After that, he grabbed the Pojun sword and pulled it out forcefully, staring fixedly at Wen Ren'e, the true energy in his body was reversed, and he was about to explode the Nascent Soul to die.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wen Ren'e raised his hand, a ray of blood entered his body, instantly controlling the body of the Ziling Pavilion Master, and he couldn't die even if he wanted to.

"You are like this, which makes the deity curious. What is the third volume about? You would rather die than hand over the book to the deity." Wen Ren'e said secretly.