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Demon Venerable looked at Zhang Xiaofeng and said: "Zhang Xiaofeng, the Dragon Bell Sect is afraid that the catastrophe is coming, I believe you also know a little bit about this, and now act carefully." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info After all, five thousand years ago, I wiped out many sects in one fell swoop, and those sects must be unwilling!"

"Hehe, if I had that ability, it would be strange if I didn't go to their doorstep!" Zhang Xiaofeng said with a smile. I also thought in my heart that if anyone dared to bully Ling'er and Biyue, they would kill them even if they tried their best.

"I'll thank you for myself, if not, I can't think of any ideas. After the Demon Venerable finished speaking, a pot of wine appeared in his hand, obviously Liu Fangchun.

"Demon Venerable, are you really Lao Liang?" Zhang Xiaofeng looked at the wine, glanced at Mozun again, and asked with some suspicion.

"What about Demon Venerable? What about Lao Liang? If you can really be chic and free, do you still care about your identity? I stayed in the Longzhong Sect just for Yan'er. Yan Er blamed herself and apologized, so I helped her atone for her sins and protect the Dragon Bell Sect for her. Now, those sects in the past are ready to move the Dragon Bell Sect again, so I won't see one kill the other. Grievances and grievances, when is the head?" Demon Venerable sighed, glanced at the crystal coffin again, and then covered his head and took a sip of wine.

"Demon Venerable, Lao Liang, it's better to call you Lao Liang, what realm have you been in for five thousand years?" Zhang Xiaofeng asked curiously.

Ling'er was also curious at this time, the ancestors of the Black Demon Sect were all said to be people who were going to cross the catastrophe at that time, and after the silence, the cultivation was definitely still growing, no matter how it was said, it was impossible to stay in the cultivation realm for so long. Like the fire evil of the Dragon Bell Sect, now five thousand years of cultivation is about to be tribulated, and the Demon Venerable is at least ten thousand years of cultivation.

"Five thousand years ago, hehe, the late Mahayana realm!" the Demon Venerable thought for a moment and said.

"In the past five thousand years, have you cultivated for a long time?" Ling'er asked in surprise, and suddenly felt that she seemed to be a little presumptuous, so she changed her words and said: "Demon Ancestor, the younger generation is rude, and I hope that the Demon Venerable will forgive me." ”

"It doesn't have to be like this! Seniority, power, and title are all as light as floating clouds, and now I am just a scattered person. In fact, according to the cultivation, I am afraid that I would have passed the catastrophe a long time ago. Demon Venerable sighed lightly.

"Can you stay like this?" Zhang Xiaofeng asked in surprise. Could it really be that he could compress his technique of never ascending in the cultivation realm, if so, I am afraid that this cultivation realm would not be chaotic.

"That's not the case, the consequences of forced compression, even I am a little afraid, when the catastrophe really comes, the power will naturally be even greater, and now I can only barely survive, in a few years, I'm afraid I can't. It's like a scattered immortal, once every thousand years, and the power of the tribulation is stronger and stronger every time, I am so endlessly compressed, on the day of casting, you can know the horror of the tribulation. The Demon Venerable seemed to be worried, but he seemed to see it, and said very calmly.

After all, like him, he has spent the most glorious years, and he has also suffered the parting of the love of his life, which can be said to be the same in life, in the eyes of the Demon Venerable, what about being an outer disciple in the Longzhong Sect? Every day to carry water and chop wood, it is just a day, but when the sun sets, the sorrow will come endlessly, and the only way to kill the sorrow is to drink alcohol.

Whenever I think about the sunset, my heart is painful, how can it be that water and wine can be relieved. In the past thousands of years, the Demon Venerable has traveled to almost every corner of the cultivation realm, looking for a way to cure Xiyan, but each time he has returned to no avail.

When Zhang Xiaofeng broke the Dragon Bell, the Demon Venerable paid attention to Zhang Xiaofeng, originally angry in his heart, after all, the Nine Dragons Bell had the meaning of memory. On that day, it was the bell of the dragon bell, which led to the red line between himself and Xiyan.

When he saw Zhang Xiaofeng and Biyue together, he didn't object, but he just hoped that the two could be together, wasn't he like this in the past? The shadows of Zhang Xiaofeng and Biyue made Mozun think of himself and Xiyan in the past.