There is a sky outside the sky, and there is a demon in the devil.

In the Demon Continent Shura Realm, probably no one knows about the Heavenly Maiden Phantom Flower, but there must be someone who knows about the Demon Lang.

Back then, Shenlang practiced the forbidden art of the sea, the three life tricks of immortals and demons, and in the six reincarnations, he entered the demon from the immortals, and was reincarnated as a demon from the Demon Continent.

Later, after going through ups and downs in cultivation, he re-entered the realm of the original immortals.

At the foot of the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms of the Sea Desolation, Mo Lang once said that he had been in the Demon Continent for 30,000 years. If it is replaced by the time of Shura Demon Continent, it will be 300,000 years.

Mo Lang is a peerless legend in the Sea Wilderness, and it is actually the same in the Demon Continent, especially among the high-level immortals of Shura, and he is regarded as the first person in the Demon Continent for thousands of years.

It's just that, unlike in the Sea Desolate Divine Realm, Mo Lang has never used the Demon Coffin in the Shura Realm.

At that time, Molang used to have a sword in his hand. That sword, green as water, it is called a sword clear stream. Therefore, the Shura monks have never associated the demon coffin with the demon lang.

The Demon Lang will always be a mystery to the Demon Continent.

The origin of the demon lang is no longer possible in the Shura realm.

Some people say that the demon lang came out of the Lethe Sacred Mountain in the Seven Wonders of Shura, or floated from the Lethe River. Some people also say that Mo Lang is a visitor from Tianzhou, and that sword and clear stream are the lightning of Tianzhou. Some people even say that Molang is actually from the ancient past, and he comes from the mysterious netherworld beyond the Three Realms.

There are all kinds of them, and they are divine. However, the Demon Lang has a scattered cultivation body, no door and no faction, but the name of the Demon Lang has spread far and wide in the Shura Star Domain.

Mo Lang can come and go freely in the Demon Continent Star Domain, and he never uses the domain gate, between steps. You can get away with it. Some people say that that was the realm that only ghosts could do back then.

Actually, this qiē. It's all because Molang has the power of the magic coffin, and it is a more powerful magic coffin than the current Amu's magic coffin. Because, the magic coffin of the demon lang has been repaired.

The heir of the demon coffin is also the heir of the demon lang!

This kind of information is enough to make Mo Zhenshan, the Rootless Valley Lord of the Heavenly Immortal Triple Realm. His face changed slightly.

"His name is Amu or Wang Han. In fact, he came from the boundary of the Sea Desolate Divine State, and he was the successor of the Demon Lang. No matter where you go, it will inevitably set off bloody battles and turmoil!" The white eyebrows of the shopkeeper Lian raised slightly. The voice was deliberately muffled a little.

Mo Zhenshan looked at the shopkeeper Lian. In his eyes, the essence flickered, but he did not speak for the time being.

Back then, Mo Lang walked the Demon Continent Shura Realm, and there was definitely not much killing. Because, Molang only does one thing, and that is to challenge all the powerful immortals in the Demon Continent Shura.

From Xuan Immortal to Heavenly Immortal, and even the Primordial Immortal who is almost completely hidden. They are all the targets of the Demon Lang's challenge. Enlightenment with war, this is everyone. Impressions of the Devil.

The Devil is undefeated! too, the result of all the battles.

For 300,000 years, the demon lang has practiced and wandered the Shura Star Field, mysterious and unpredictable, and he has been undefeated all his life. And how many Primordial Immortals or Heavenly Immortal Nine Immortals who took the initiative to challenge him were defeated under his hands, but there is no way to know.

I only heard that in the Shura Palace, there were top powerhouses in the Demon Continent who fought and finally bowed to the feet of the Demon Lang.

The origin of the demon lang is mysterious, but the disappearance of the demon has always been a mystery.

In the Shura realm, no one can say exactly when the demon lang disappeared in the Shura star field, and I don't know where the demon lang went.

Later, some Shura immortals speculated that there was no news of the Demon Lang at least 400,000 years ago. Mo Lang, just as a legendary immortal, spread his story among the upper-level monks of the Shura Demon Continent.

Gradually, except for a few Shura, everyone began to gradually forget about the Demon Lang. However, Mo Zhenshan, I didn't expect that today's drunken demon Luo Lian shopkeeper has mentioned Mo Lang.

"Shopkeeper Lian, are you sure that your news is correct?" Mo Zhenshan squinted his eyes, really a little incredulous.

The people of the sea wilderness, the descendants of the demon coffin, the descendants of the demon lang, what kind of existence is that?

"Hehe, Lord Mogu, when did I miss the news of Drunken Moluo?" the shopkeeper Lian sneered faintly, "The heir of the demon coffin is the heir of the demon lang." Because, the magic coffin was originally in the hands of the demon lang. ”

"Molang, are you still alive? are you still ...... Shura Demon Continent?" Mo Zhenshan seemed to have a slightly strange voice when he asked this sentence. If the demon lang is there, then it seems that all the qiē has become meaningless.

"I don't know if Molang is alive or not, but he's been gone for too long. It shouldn't be in the Shura Demon Continent!" Shopkeeper Lian frowned slightly, it seemed that he was also speculating, and then sighed.

There was a brief silence in the room, and the two of them picked up the tea bowl at the same time and slowly tasted the tea. It's just that the taste of this tea seems to be a little different from Fang Cai.

After a while, after the initial shock, Mo Zhenshan gradually calmed down.

"Even though the Demon Lang is legendary, even if the Demon Lang is here in person, he must not care about the affairs of my Hatless Valley. Back then, Namo had no hatred, murdered his father and rebelled, and the evidence was ironclad, and even his biological mother pointed to him. Rebels, everyone can be punished. Shopkeeper Lian, what do you say?"

Mo Zhenshan seemed to increase his courage, his voice was quite low and slow, and the words fell to the ground soundly, and then he gently put the celadon tea bowl on a few cases and looked at the shopkeeper.

"Oh, that's natural!" Shopkeeper Lian smiled very cooperatively, but unfortunately there was no smile on his stiff face, and at the same time he looked up at Mo Zhenshan and said very formally, "At this point, Drunken Demon Luo and Mo Gu Lord have very similar opinions. Back then, Drunken Moluo was very clear, Mo had no hatred, and the wolf was ambitious, and he was to blame. ”

The words of the shopkeeper Lian were almost the same as Mo Zhenshan's tone. Both of them can understand each other's words, and they both see what they need in each other's eyes.

"Haha!" Mo Zhenshan leaned back, stroking the fur of the ancient beast with both hands, and seemed to let out a sincere laugh for the first time.

"Drunken Demon Luo, it's really extraordinary! The shopkeeper is even more shrewd! I just don't know how your building knows about this. ”

"In the Shura Continent, it is not easy to live, if you want to survive under the hands of the three major immortal sects of the Blood Moon, you will naturally have to have some use. Otherwise, you may not know how to die. The shopkeeper said with self-deprecation, slender fingers, and gently turned the tea bowl, "However, as for our news channels, we can't tell the truth for Mogu." Merely. I, Drunken Molara, definitely deserve the trust of the Valley Lord. ”

"Honest shopkeeper, Yan zhòng! Thirteen stores of Drunken Demon Luo are open all over the Demon Continent. Shura Palace, they are all impressed by your building, how can they say that they eat with a mouthful?" Mo Zhenshan smiled, "Since the heir of the demon lang has a grudge against the drunken demon Luo. If, he helps Mo Wuxian, then between us. Naturally, we should work together. ”

"Hehe, that's good!" shopkeeper Lian smiled faintly, "That's what I'm here for." Theoretically, Mo Wuxian and Amu must have arrived in the middle of the blood moon. A few days later, if it affects the birthday of the valley owner. Isn't that a big deal?"

"What you know about the descendants of the Demon Lang. I'm drunk, and I can say that I overwhelm Shura. Whether he helps Mo without hatred or not, in the following opinion, it is worth doing. ”

"Oh?" Mo Zhenshan raised his eyebrows, "How do you say this?

Shopkeeper Lian shook his head, and then said slowly: "Lord Mogu, what do you think of my Drunken Demon Luo's financial resources?"

"Huh?" Mo Zhenshan was slightly stunned. Then he smiled, "Rich and invincible." Objectively speaking. The dividends I have received from the Valley of No Hate alone are by no means a few!"

"Oh, that's all as it should be. Shopkeeper Lian nodded, and said slowly, "The Lord of Mogu knows that the value of the Demon Lang's heir is probably still above my Drunken Demon Luo Thirteen Store!"

"What?" Mo Zhenshan's face changed, "Shopkeeper Lian, isn't it alarmist?"

"Alarmist?" shopkeeper Lian sneered, and then said in a calm tone, "No matter what else, a demon coffin, do you need to say more? Nine coffins have one, but the town of the three realms, this is a famous saying of the Three Realms." ”

"Not bad!" Mo Zhenshan smiled bitterly, "But although the magic coffin is good, it is not for everyone to control." That kind of Three Realms Chaos-level treasure may also be a life-urging talisman. ”

"Haha!" shopkeeper Lian laughed, "Lord Mogu, what a hero." Put down what should be put down, pick up what should be picked up, and you can never go wrong. Yes, the magic coffin is by no means controllable by everyone. ”

"Lord Mogu, this is not the first time we have worked together. This time, if it happens, I'll be drunk with a broken coffin. Everything else is in the Valley of No Hatred!" The words of the shopkeeper were loud.

"Oh, hehe!" Mo Zhenshan looked at Shopkeeper Lian and smiled, but seemed unmoved, "Shopkeeper Lian, apart from the Demon Coffin, what else can Amu have?"

"What's there?" shopkeeper Lian sneered, "The Buddha coffin divine thought of one of the nine coffins, the ancient lamp of the god of war of the ancient god clan, the dragon god whip of the demon lang back then, and the many treasures of the Tianzhou Spirit Clan,......"

Shopkeeper Lian knew a lot, and he almost wanted to exhaust Amu's heavyweight treasures, but he didn't dare to say the god-like power behind Amu.

For example, the ancient flow of the sea, such as the nine turns of the heavenly fox, such as the heavenly maiden phantom flower. Because one magic lang is enough to discourage many people. He could only let Mo Zhenshan see the most favorable side.

Shopkeeper Lian, every time he said the same, Mo Zhenshan's eyes became a little more cold.

Pingchuan Chenglian shopkeeper, Mo Zhenshan is not the first time to see.

Although the shopkeeper Lian has an evil aura and a stiff face, like a mask, the shopkeeper basically does not tell lies.

Two thousand years ago, they had a very pleasant cooperation. Over the years, although Mo Zhenshan still looks down on Drunken Demon Luo in his heart, he has nothing to do with each other.

However, the matter of dealing with the descendants of the Demon Lang is not small, and Mo Zhenshan is still groaning.

"Gold and silver spirit coins are like rubble to the descendants of the Demon Lang. The inheritance of immortal arts is even more handy!" The shopkeeper Lian's tone was still calm.

However, Mo Zhenshan is not a three-year-old child.

"Mogu Lord, this time it comes true, the entire Drunken Demon Luo is willing to assist the Valley Lord and climb to the top of the Blood Moon. There was a cold glow in the eyes of the shopkeeper Lian, and he threw out the most powerful bait.

For Mo Zhenshan, this is the most tempting sentence.

Many people regard money as dung, but how many people die for money? Many people look at fame and fortune like floating clouds, but how many people spend their lives for fame? Many people regard power as vulgar, but how many people live just to have power?

Everyone pursues differences, and what you despise may be what he has worked so hard to get. This is probably a taunt of the gods, a qiē.

Mo Zhenshan is the last kind of person, there are too many unwilling ambition factors in his blood, and power is what he is always passionate about.

Climb to the top of the blood moon! After listening to the words of the shopkeeper Lian, Mo Zhenshan raised his sword eyebrows, and finally his heart moved. (To be continued......)