Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know - Chapter 43 Burning Heaven Immortal Lord

No matter what, Wen Ren’e wanted to take away the master of Ziling Pavilion today. As for the fact that the disciples of the Shangqing Sect could not save the leader without obtaining the core-locking grass, it had nothing to do with him. The leader of the Shangqing Sect was injured by his own hands back then. It would be a joke if Wen Ren’e helped him.

When He Wenchao saw that Yin Hanjiang was taking the master of Ziling Pavilion away, he wanted to rush forward to save people, but was held back by his fellow disciples around him.

“Senior brother, even Master Qingxue is an undercover agent of Xuanyuan Sect. What chance do we have of winning? We might as well… endure it.” Liu Xinye hugged He Wenchao’s waist and said.

He Wenchao’s body softened, but his fists were clenched tightly. He was annoyed at his own weakness.

If they don’t scream in front of the Demon Lord, they won’t kill them all if they hear someone’s misfortune. Kuang He Wenchao was still involved in the plot of the third volume. Before seeing “The World-Destroying God (Volume 3)”, Wen Ren’e decided to keep him temporarily.

Before leaving, Wen Ren’e glanced at the lost Baili Qingmiao and said through the message: “You can follow me back to Xuanyuan Sect.”

Qiu Congxue deliberately exposed her identity in order not to be pushed out to confront Wen Ren’e, but Wen Ren’e didn’t care. He never expected Qiu Congxue to have any effect as an undercover agent. The fact that he could disrupt the relationship between He Wenchao and Baili Qingmiao was far beyond his expectation. However, her identity will definitely put Baili Qingmiao in an embarrassing situation. If she returns to the Shangqing Sect, she doesn’t know what fate awaits Baili Qingmiao, so Wen Ren’e asked Baili Qingmiao and let Baili Qingmiao choose. 78 Chinese update fastest computer version: m./

Baili Qingmiao shook her head and said nothing. She was hit hard. If Zhong Liqian hadn’t forcibly controlled Baili Qingmiao’s emotions, she would have cried on the spot.

Qiu Congxue reached out to Su Huai. She planned to train Su Huai as the master of the Nether Fire Altar. As for the desire to follow his teacher, forget about it.

Su Huai also silently refused. The master was too stupid and he had to follow.

Zhong Liqian nodded to Wen Ren’e, and with the checks and balances of the Concentric Gu, he must return to the Shangqing Sect with Baili Qingmiao. With him here, Baili Qingmiao will not be in danger of his life.

Everyone in the Shangqing faction could only watch Wen Ren’e and others leave. After a moment of silence, Baili Qingmiao sacrificed Yingyue Xuanshuang Ling and rushed into the sea of ​​fire. He Wenchao shouted: “Junior sister, what are you doing?”

“Save people!” Baili Qingmiao wiped her tears. Zhong Liqian’s calmness made her understand what to do now.

Not sad at Master Qingxue’s betrayal, not shocked at Lord Wenren’s cruelty, but looking for survivors in the sea of ​​fire, saving every one he can.

Zhong Liqian felt Baili Qingmiao’s mood, sighed secretly, and said to Su Huai, “Do you know why no matter how confused Baili girl is, I will always find a way to help her get rid of her love sin?”

Su Huai shook his head.

“Because she has great love,” Zhong Liqian took off the white cloth that blindfolded her eyes and looked down at the sea of ​​fire at her feet. “Knowing that Qiu Congxue was a member of the Demon Sect and knowing that she had saved people by mistake, she did not regret it and would help those in need. People lend a helping hand.”

After twenty-two years together, Su Huai saw Zhong Liqian’s eyes for the first time. What a pair of wise eyes they were, full of indifference and thoroughness.

With the help of the tracking spell, Zhong Liqian clearly sees things that others cannot.

He saw that when Baili Qingmiao rushed into the sea of ​​fire, the fire retreated, opening a path for her. Earth Fire was afraid of her, but couldn’t help but want to hurt her. She was continuously burned in the sea of ​​​​fire, but she did not flinch and was still searching.

None of the Shangqing Sect disciples went looking for it. He Wenchao wanted to go into the fire with Baili Qingmiao, but Liu Xinye hugged his waist tightly and said that if you go down with her, I will die with you. He Wenchao was angry, but he couldn’t push Liu Xinye away.

After Zhong Liqian looked at it for a while, he closed his eyes, covered his eyes again with a piece of cloth, and stopped looking.

“Mr. Zhongli?” Su Huai looked at him doubtfully.

Zhong Liqian said to everyone in the Shangqing Sect: “See for yourself.”

I saw a person covered in black rushing out of the sea of ​​fire. She was holding a silver cloth belt in her palm. It was Yingyue Xuan Shuangling. On the other end of Yingyue Xuan Shuang Ling were tied dozens of unconscious female disciples of Purple Spirit Pavilion. One of the disciples was holding a mature core-locking grass in his arms.

Baili Qingmiao’s legs were burned by the ground fire and she relied on Su Huai to stand firm. She wiped the ash from her face and said with a dismayed face: “None of the Ziling Pavilion disciples died. They were moved to the vicinity of the immature lock grass by someone unknown. The lock grass was ripened by the earth fire and matured. The sudden burst of power protected them.”

She also saw that He Wenchao had already helped the senior brother who was injured by Qiu Congxue to import the soul into his body. Wen Ren’e’s move turned the world upside down, but no one died, and only the master of Ziling Pavilion was taken away.

Baili Qingmiao glanced at Zhong Liqian and fainted. In order to resist the earth fire, her true energy had been exhausted.

Everyone from the Shangqing Sect finally got the Lock Core Grass. They took the Ziling Pavilion disciples and Baili Qingmiao back. No one said anything along the way, and they felt very complicated.

He Wenchao clenched his fists and said to his master in his mind: “Master, the devil is too arrogant. He framed me with a beauty trick and caused the Jueling Formation to be broken. Now he almost killed everyone from the Shangqing Sect and the Ziling Pavilion disciples. How can I become stronger and how can I get rid of Wen Ren’e, the leader of the demonic world?”

“Well…” the Blood Demon Ancestor said in his mind, “Actually, it’s not impossible.”

“What can we do?” He Wenchao’s eyes lit up.

“Because I am an ancient cultivator, I can see that Wen Ren’e is cultivating a mental method that is easy to be possessed by demons. He has already had problems with his cultivation, but it is still easy to deal with. He just needs a helper.” The ancestor of the Blood Demon said. .

He was the first blood cultivator in the world of cultivation, so he could see that Wen Ren’e had not absorbed the blood souls of others and was already at the end of his strength.

“What helper?” He Wenchao asked.

“Well… I’m not very familiar with the current cultivators, but a few days ago, didn’t you make friends with an unknown Taoist friend? I always feel that there is something wrong with him. Did he leave you a communication talisman?”

“Yes, that Taoist friend is both good and evil, but he is very loyal. I think he is worth making friends with.”

The Blood Demon Ancestor said, “Hehe,” “I think his skills seem to be like those of a demon.”

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When the Shangqing Sect returned, Wen Ren’e had already taken the Purple Spirit Pavilion Master back to Xuanyuan Sect. He called the Miao altar master directly, threw him to Miao altar master and said: “I want two things, first, he voluntarily handed over a book; second, do not destroy his soul for the time being, use a gentle method.”

When Miao altar master heard Wen Ren’e’s order, he actually showed a happy and excited smile: “Yes, sir.”

The Ruan altar master next to him couldn’t help but shudder.

Everyone knows that the one who likes death the most in the entire Xuanyuan Sect is the guardian Qiu, and the Miao altar master who hates killing the most. During the ten years of the war between the righteous and the evil, Miao altar master has been nagging that it is a pity for these righteous cultivators to die, and it would be great to leave one or two alive for him to use as materials for raising Gu.

For so many years, Wen Ren’e has been suppressing the guardians and altar masters of the Demon Sect, not allowing them to attack ordinary people. Even if he attacks a cultivator, he must pay attention to the cycle of heaven and earth, the cycle of cause and effect, and not everyone can be used to taunt him.

Miao altar master has been holding back for many years. He can’t raise new Gu worms without a Gu person, so he can only raise them with his own body. However, his body was immune to all poisons, and the poisonous insects he raised had no visible effect. He raised hundreds of poisonous insects but no one did experiments, which made him more and more gloomy.

Today, someone fed him poisonous insects, and Miao, the leader of the temple, was overjoyed. He repeatedly assured that he would not let Ziling Pavilion Master die and would definitely let him live well.

Looking at Miao, the leader of the temple, he could not help but use the black tortoise armor to wrap himself, rolling like a tortoise shell, getting farther and farther away from Miao.

After throwing the person to Miao, Wen Ren’e no longer cared about him. He only wanted the result, and Wen Ren’e didn’t care about the process.

After driving away the disciples of the main temple, he slowly walked back to the room. Yin Hanjiang still followed him, without any doubt about what the master did.

“You go out.” After returning to the room, Wen Ren’e said to Yin Hanjiang with his hands behind his back.

“Yes.” Yin Hanjiang turned to leave, and was about to close the door, but was pulled back into the room by a huge force.

The man in front of him had red eyes, his palm was on Yin Hanjiang’s neck, his fingertips were against his chin, he looked at his face carefully, as if he was hesitating where to start.

“Your Majesty?” Yin Hanjiang looked at Wen Ren’e without any sense of crisis, the Pojun Sword in his palm made a sword chant to protect its master.

The artifact protects the master, and whenever the sword feels danger, it will “clang” to remind the master.

Yin Hanjiang usually does not take his life magic weapon into his body, the Pojun Sword vibrates and pops out of the scabbard, the tip of the sword only points to Wen Ren’e.

The Seven Killing Halberd in Wen Ren’e’s body felt the hostility of the Pojun Sword, and it also trembled, reminding Wen Ren’e.

Wen Ren’e licked his cracked lips, closed his eyes quietly, and let go of Yin Hanjiang.

“Your Excellency?” Yin Hanjiang suppressed his pounding heart and his arms that wanted to hug His Excellency. He clasped his arms with both hands and said calmly, “What do you want, Your Excellency?”

“Master Yin, I will go to the Netherworld Blood Sea in a while. You stay in Xuanyuan Sect and act as the Sect Master. Before that, I hope you can be promoted to the Mahayana stage as soon as possible to convince the people.” Wen Ren’e turned his back and did not look directly at Yin Hanjiang.

Yin Hanjiang’s eyes were dull for a moment. He knew that Wen Ren’e was a blood cultivator and would definitely go to the Netherworld Blood Sea to cultivate in the future. He also knew that he was not strong enough and could not survive there at all. It would be better for him to stay in Xuanyuan Sect to eliminate the worries of His Excellency.

But…

He lowered his head and said deeply: “I obey your orders.”

After leaving Wen Ren’e’s room, Yin Hanjiang immediately felt a formation behind him, which prevented him from feeling His Excellency’s breath.

He stared at his slightly trembling hands, took out a ghost mask from his arms, and put it on his face.

After putting on the ghost mask, Yin Hanjiang calmed down miraculously. There seemed to be a voice in his mind saying, “It’s okay. After His Majesty leaves, you can secretly follow him.”

After taking off the ghost mask, Yin Hanjiang thought again, “But His Majesty has been away for so long, what should Xuanyuan Sect do?”

After putting on the ghost mask, the voice in his mind said again, “Isn’t it easy to govern Xuanyuan Sect? Shu and Qiu are not in harmony. Qiu wants to kill the master to train a new master of the Nether Fire. Ruan and Miao have a grudge. The master can restrain Miao’s poisonous insects. Yuan is worried that Shu will kill him and train a new master of the main altar. Find a way to let them kill each other for a hundred years. By then, His Majesty should be back.”

Yin Hanjiang took off the mask, his eyes were dull, and after a while, he moved his neck stiffly like a puppet and showed a bright smile.

Inside the house, Wen Ren’e summoned the Seven Killing Halberd and held his life-saving magic weapon that was about to flee. The magic weapon that had already merged with him was about to break out of his body when his blood was boiling, and no longer recognized him as its master. Wen Ren’e stared at the Seven Killing Halberd, and suddenly a method of turning the Seven Killing Halberd into blood and water appeared in his mind.

He slapped his forehead with great force, and then he barely calmed down.

He couldn’t be possessed by the devil, at least not now.

Wen Ren’e initially believed that the end of the first volume of “The World-Destroying God” tells the story of the male protagonist ascending to the immortal world, so there will be no second and third volumes in the world of cultivation. The second volume should wait until he ascends to the immortal world. roll. Unexpectedly, the third volume appeared early, and judging from the time, it was almost the same as the first volume.ァ78中文ヤ~⑧~1~ωωω.7~8z~w.còм