On the stairs of the yellow-character porch, Old Man Zhao looked at the person in front of him with an unkind face, and then smiled at the corner of his mouth, but said mockingly: "With the concept of the past, it is obviously your mistake, thinking that a doppelganger can really solve the problem?"

The demon lord's face became not very good-looking, this is indeed what he didn't expect, this external incarnation was refined by him with the flesh and blood of those monks in the Langya Secret Realm, and standing in front of this old man who didn't know the details at this time, it was really useless.

What's more, at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, unexpected changes have taken place, is this the so-called man is not as good as the sky?

It seemed that he remembered another thing, the demon lord didn't speak for a long time, but Old Man Zhao looked at such a demon lord, but his heart was extremely happy.

He enjoyed the subtle changes at this moment very much, it was the joy of defeating the opponent from the heart, and he was deeply intoxicated by Old Man Zhao's state of mind at this time.

Once upon a time, he was the person in front of him, he was the person in front of him, in a fight, he beat himself into an army, and he didn't even have the ability to resist, but now he has the opportunity to completely trample him under his feet, how can Old Man Zhao be unhappy?

It has nothing to do with the rights and wrongs of these two people, Xu Lin, who has been standing aside and has been silent, watched the changes in the expressions of the two from time to time, and from their words, he heard a lot of things that he didn't know back then, and now he is very sure.

The demon lord in front of him is not a real demon lord, so he can't kill himself, although he is coming for himself, but this demon lord is just a clone.

Xu Lin sighed in his heart, it is said that at that time, he had surpassed the cultivation of life and death, and the only regret was that he had to receive the baptism of the heavenly tribulation every four hundred years. But the two people in front of them don't seem to have taken this catastrophe seriously, aren't they all alive and well?

The demon lord was imprisoned in the Langya Secret Realm back then, because of the effect of the secret realm, so he could avoid the catastrophe, but as long as he came out of the secret realm, he would inevitably accept the bombardment of the catastrophe, and it was a catastrophe that several catastrophes were entangled.

The demon lord is alive, and he is still alive and well, his deity should be fighting with the master of the main gate at the bottom of the mountain at this time, looking at the light and darkness of the distant sky, especially after seeing the colorful dragon, Xu Lin's heart is completely settled.

As long as Old Man Zhao is fine, he is really fine!

"The doppelganger of this seat is indeed just a real human realm. The Demon Lord suddenly looked up at Old Man Zhao, and then said with a smile: "You are not Huo Tianhua, but you must be the one who washes the Sword Pavilion." ”

"That's good!" Old Man Zhao replied so heartily for the first time, and then said fiercely to the Demon Lord: "On Tianjun Mountain, do you still remember a person called Zhao Xiaolin?"

"Zhao Xiaolin?" the demon lord repeated with a frown, but after this sentence, in the distant sky, there was a sudden sound that shook the heavens and the earth, as if it was ringing in his ears, and even the old man Zhao was slightly stunned.

Xu Lin covered his ears with his hands at this time, his face was full of extremely painful expressions, and the demon lord's face suddenly turned pale, but his eyes did not deflect in the slightest, and he still stared at Old Man Zhao's face and said, "I won!"

Qing Xuan Zhenren's expression was extremely wolf, and the blood-stained Taoist on the opposite side had long since disappeared.

The door of the Treasure Pavilion was wide open at this time, and Qing Xuan Zhenren helped Qing Ming Zhenren up, frowned and looked at the sky in the distance and said, "Something is wrong!"

Qing Ming Zhenren glanced at the distance a little weakly, and then looked at the treasure pavilion with the door wide open and said, "Just let him in?"

"There are some things you don't know yet, and it may be the best place for this devil. Qing Xuan Zhenren said meaningfully.

Qing Ming Zhenren looked at the Treasure Pavilion suspiciously, and then said as if he had a point: "That's why, the reason why our Kunlun's Treasure Pavilion has always been on the bright side?"

Nodding, Qing Xuan was humane: "The reason why Kunlun is Kunlun is that there are always places that others can't think of, and this is one of them." ”

No matter what it was, Qing Ming Zhenren couldn't figure it out at this time, but Qing Xuan Zhenren had already said it very clearly, and more things were not something she could know as an identity.

Kunlun is a person who pays great attention to the rules of identity, and every level has secrets at every level, but the things that can only be known by the first and the real person in charge must be an unexpected earth-shattering thing.

"Then why don't you keep him!" This is the doubt of Qing Ming Zhenren, if the bloodstained Daoist is kept here, then this secret will always be a secret weapon of Kunlun, but now it will be announced to the public.

Qing Xuan Zhenren showed a somewhat unnatural expression, and then smiled helplessly: "Back then, so many sect masters rounded up the blood demon together, but they didn't succeed, you are really overestimated as a brother!"

Recalling the previous experience of fighting with the bloodstained Taoist, Qing Ming's face was also a little relieved, this demon's technique was really weird, every time he moved, the essence and blood of his whole body did not obey the order and cheered, it seemed that he was excited to come out of his body in the next moment.

And the most troublesome thing is the figure of the bloodstained Dao person, gathered and scattered, no matter how many swords he cut, this guy can always recover to normal in a breathing time, which is simply out of the category of human beings, and it is really similar to a demon.

Thinking of this, Qing Ming Zhenren said to Qing Xuan Zhenren very seriously: "It's true that I overestimate you!"

Qing Xuan Zhenren smiled bitterly, a little embarrassed for a while, this Qing Ming is really straight, let him, the first seat of the party, really feel a little off the stage.

"I'm going to take a look at Senior Brother Zhang, looking at this situation, things down the mountain don't seem to be as satisfactory as I imagined!" Qing Xuan Zhenren sighed with a worried face.

"I'm okay, I'm guarding in the main hall, senior brother, go ahead!"

Nodding at Qing Ming, Qing Xuan Zhenren's figure was displayed, and he disappeared in an instant, and Qing Ming Zhenren glanced back at the Treasure Pavilion with the door wide open, sighed for a long time, and then ran to the main hall.

At the foot of the mountain, Qinghong Zhenren stood in place with a pale face, the sword in his hand buzzed from time to time, and there was still a black cloud rolling in the sky without a trace of sunlight, and at this time, even the colorful light of Fang Cai disappeared.

The demon lord was still standing not far away, and the bronze tripod in his hand was still rotating, but the top cover had been fastened.

"Is there a back hand?" the demon lord said to Qinghong Zhenren, but the voice reached the ears of everyone in the main gate monk word by word, like a cold wind blowing, cold to the heart.

There was already a fierce color in his eyes, and Qinghong Zhenren took a step slowly, holding the sword in his hand tightly. In his heart, he had completely ignored life and death at this time, because he was Kunlun's head teacher, and Kunlun's dignity was in his hands at this time!

Raising the sword and flattening the chest, this is a starting hand, and it is also the last fight of Qinghong Zhenren.

He didn't look back because there was nothing to see.

They didn't put their swords down, because they couldn't put them down.

He took a step forward, in the direction of the Demon Lord.

Looking at the firm Qinghong real person on his face, the demon lord nodded, and then shook his head again.

Nodding is affirmation, shaking head is sighing.

Another talent, once again to taste the sweetness of the fruit, and this fruit is really delicious. The demon lord stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, and his heart seemed to be desperately longing, longing for the ending after this play, it must be wonderful and abnormal, so let's eat you, the ripe fruit!