Facing Old Man Zhao, looking at the steps under his feet, and then looking at the dim sky, there was still thunder and lightning flashing in the distance, as if he wanted to tear apart the darkness of the night.

The Demon Lord licked his bright red lips, but the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"It's easy to kill someone!" the Demon Lord's voice was slow and soft.

Xu Lin's head still hurt a little, but at this time, he couldn't care about the pain, because the person in front of him was the demon lord!

"But what is it like to temper him, kill him, tear him apart, destroy him, and crush all that he thinks he is proud of, when he is at the height of his prime, when he is in the height of his might, when he thinks he can be proud of himself?"

The Demon Lord's eyes already had an abnormal light of excitement, and he smiled and said, "Ripe apples are the sweetest!"

"Don't think that a mere Kunlun sect leader will threaten me. Old man Zhao stared at the face of the demon lord, and then said sarcastically: "Besides, the vision of the toad is limited to the size of the wellhead. ”

"You said that this seat is sitting in a well and watching the sky, and it is only the beginning, but this seat does not believe that there will be a god period in this world. ”

"Back then, you thought you knew a lot about the Sword Washing Pavilion, but think about it yourself, at that time, even though you were the only god transformation period at that time, what was your final ending?"

The demon lord finally put away the smile on his face, and the old man Zhao looked at such a demon lord, his eyes were full of infinite sarcasm: "The times are different, the years of sword cultivation are like sand in the hand, water in the bowl, if there is no more, there is no more." ”

"What do you want to say, do you really think I'm a three-year-old child?"

"A three-year-old child is never as good as you, you are four years old!"

Taking a step, the momentum around the demon lord suddenly changed, and there was an invisible pressure in the air around him, and a weak person like Xu Lin could already feel the tightness in his chest, and even had the illusion that the next moment, he would be able to die immediately.

The coercion of the real human realm, how can Xu Lin stand it, but this is only for a while, when Old Man Zhao sneered, Xu Lin's whole body suddenly relaxed, and an incomparably comfortable feeling spread all over his body, which made Xu Lin look at Old Man Zhao with some gratitude.

Ignoring Xu Lin's gaze at all, Old Man Zhao's attention at this time fell on the demon lord, and then said slowly: "Whether you admit it or not, the era of sword cultivation is over, and a new world is right in front of your eyes, this is an era of a hundred schools of thought, but it has already surpassed our time." ”

The demon lord pondered for a while, the coercion around him was still there, but a complicated color appeared in his eyes.

The reason why the original demon lord betrayed the Sword Washing Pavilion was that he thought that the old-fashioned and dogmatic era had tightly bound himself, and the demon lord longed for freedom, so he was free.

And what Old Man Zhao said, isn't this exactly what he expected at the beginning?

Can we hope to exist forever in an ideal world, in an age when humanity is depraved like a ghost, is there anything worth hoping for?

After the Demon Lord founded the Demon Sect, he had a new idea, he wanted to become a god, become the ruler of the ruling one, and then reshape a new world.

This is a rather crazy idea, but the demon lord is already crazy, so in the eyes of the demon lord, this is just an idea.

"Turning into a god, is it really like a dog?" the demon lord was happy, and then he looked at Old Man Zhao and said: "Humiliating this seat can make you feel pleasure, so you can imagine how bad you were at the beginning, so that you can hold a grudge to such a situation." ”

These words seemed to really poke at Old Man Zhao's weakness, and in his gloomy gaze, the Demon Lord grinned again: "This Kunlun seems to be much stronger than the Sword Washing Pavilion back then, at least there is already a Cunzi of the Transformation Period, although with you, there are two, but what can it do?"

Xu Lin's heart suddenly shook for a moment, and then immediately looked at Old Man Zhao, hoping to see the answer from Old Man Zhao's face, but at this time, Old Man Zhao only had hatred in his eyes.

"The more powerful the enemy, the more interesting it is, if it's still like the Sword Washing Pavilion back then, wouldn't it be boring?"

As soon as these words came out, the demon lord still had something to say, but it stopped abruptly because Old Man Zhao moved.

At the same time, a voice also appeared in Xu Lin's mind: "Boy, go back to Lianxia Peak, the next thing, the old man can't guarantee anything, just remember, save your life first." ”

A strong gust of power, or a tornado of violent winds, Xu Lin was like a leaf that was blown up, and suddenly it was rolled up.

The demon lord looked motionlessly at the direction in which Xu Lin disappeared, his eyes full of complexity.

This is a bane, such a thought came out of the demon lord's heart for the first time, and even the demon lord himself couldn't help but wonder why he felt this way.

Blink his eyes to look at the old man Zhao who was running towards him, looking at the ghostly figure like a wolf, the corners of the demon lord's mouth were slightly grinning, and the black light in his hand flashed, and he greeted him.

There was a sound that shook the heavens and the earth in the air again, Xu Lin's ears were buzzing, and his eyes were rolling back and forth in the air current, and he didn't know how long it took, like a stone falling to the ground, lying on the ground, but he didn't get up for a long time.

Looking around, Xu Lin found that he had now reached the peak of Moon Peak, and the buildings around him were still the same, without the slightest change, but there was no trace of Mingru Senior Sister, Xu Lin frowned slightly, and at the bottom of the mountain, there was still an earth-shattering sound, which was the sound of the battle between Old Man Zhao and the Demon Lord.

Thinking of the last words of the demon lord, could it be that there is also an old monster at the level of the god in the Kunlun Sect?

It's a pity that Xu Lin didn't get an answer from Old Man Zhao, and this guy didn't seem to want to answer the Demon Lord's question, just to make the Demon Lord jealous?

Thinking of this, Xu Lin hurriedly got up, summoned the blood jade sword, rose into the air, and immediately ran to the back mountain of Wangyue Peak, but after calling a few times, there was no figure of Wang Dazhu at all, remembering the words of Old Man Zhao when he was leaving, Xu Lin turned around, and then went to Lianxia Peak.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, at this time, the battle had become a mess, and the Demon Sect and the main gate finally began a tragic battle, and the reason for this loss of control was caused by the figure in the air.

White hair flying, like stars in the dark, the demon lord stood in the air, the corners of his mouth were smiling, his eyes were full of excitement and raging gaze, staring at the prey he had just caught in his hand - Qinghong Zhenren!

And at the moment, the Qinghong real person has completely lost all the ability to resist, and let the demon lord hold it in his hands, as if he is a mortal who has no ability to resist.

Qinghong Zhenren, who forcibly improved his cultivation, at the moment he was defeated by the demon lord, the exercises had already begun to backlash, and he was powerless, so he could only let the demon lord humiliate and torture.

Looking at the monks at the main gate under the mountain, watching them fight frantically with the disciples of the Demon Sect in the howling, watching Lu Zhennan and the others, trying to rush towards him again and again, but they were all stopped by the masters of the Demon Sect, it seems that this is over, for himself, now he is actually a dead man.

The demon lord left, and suddenly moved, and when the white hair was dancing wildly, the figure of the demon lord disappeared along with the figure of Qinghong Zhenren, and the monks at the main gate couldn't care about this, because the masters of the Demon Sect, the fight at this time, would never allow them to be distracted.

Under the yellow-character porch, Old Man Zhao seemed to have an invisible sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword was completely composed of the vitality of heaven and earth, and it was pierced on the chest of the demon lord's clone at this time. But even so, there was still a strange smile on the face of the demon lord's clone.

That look seemed to be laughing at the other party, because he seemed to have seen the other party's miserable end, because in the future, the real battle has just begun.

In the main hall on Lianxia Peak, when Xu Lin had just landed here, he was startled by a burst of shouts and killings, because this sudden sound seemed to announce that the Demon Sect had broken through Kunlun's defense line and killed Kunlun's life, the main peak.

Subconsciously, Xu Lin used the blood shadow ghost on the spot, and at the moment of the transformation of virtual and real, he turned into a misty Xu Lin, and floated towards the place where there was a shouting of killing like the wind.

A sword came out of his body, and after Xu Lin succeeded, he didn't care about the disciple of this demon sect, whether he was still alive or not, and he quickly fled away, when he hid his body again, his eyes wandered in all directions, as if he was looking for something, a person Xu Lin was most worried about, so Xu Lin's movements were extremely clean and neat.

Another monk appeared not far from Xu Lin, which made Xu Lin a little fortunate that the current Kunlun main peak, it seems that there are not many people in the Demon Sect, so he can be like a beast waiting for an opportunity, under a long period of preparation, to give the opponent a fatal blow.

Another sword slash out, or using the half-tone Void Hidden Sword Technique learned from Ming Kang, although it was only a half-tone, but for Xu Lin, it was completely enough.

The sword breath appeared quickly and ruthlessly out of thin air, and no one would have time to react, and it was about the same cultivation as Xu Lin, Xu Lin was confident that he could kill the other party with one sword.

But this time there was an accident, because this Demon Sect disciple reacted extremely quickly, turned around, and a strange serpentine-shaped blade actually automatically protected the master's sword Xu Lin's sword.

At the same time, when another buzzing sound sounded in Xu Lin's ears, Xu Lin was shocked and shouted: "Not good!"