The alien demon originated from the Yuanzu Tianmo's primordial energy, and was formed by relying on Nuwa's shadow and absorbing the evil thoughts of the gods. Therefore, it is a true and true immortal body. Over the past tens of thousands of years, it has seen countless talented people and strangers in the world. The strongest of them are the martial arts myths more than 200 years ago, the leader of the Western Dalukshasa Sect, and the Xuantian Evil Emperor who came from the original source with him and was reincarnated by a turbid breath of the Yuanzu Tianmo.

The strength of the leader of the Great Rakshasa Sect lies in his special physique of "Twenty-Seven Deads". The closer he is to death, the more his strength can be improved without limit. This power obtained by burning his life is naturally sneering at him in the eyes of the alien demon who claims to be unparalleled in wisdom and extremely intelligent. The strength of the martial arts myth is in his hand, which lies in the Tianjing crystal of the divine weapon in his hand, and the heart of a phoenix buried in his chest. In the eyes of the alien demon, he can only achieve success by relying on external objects from beginning to end, so he also has a bit of contempt and disdain for the martial arts myth.

Only Emperor Xuantian Evil Betrayed the Demon in the end, but he practiced hard in the rock heart for a hundred years and studied the way of swords and swords. The three sword techniques, three sword techniques, and the three sword techniques combined with the magical skills are really shocking and shaking ghosts and gods. Although the demon is always a shame, he asks himself, even though he attached himself to the Cowherd, he swallowed the consciousness of the "Kui-Shuai" of the Demon Soldier that day, and turned into a wood and stone body, and learned all the superpowers. He also held the final demon "Ten Complete Demon Swords" in his hand, and his state and strength reached the peak and perfect state. Then he competed with Emperor Xuantian Evil. In the end, the demon still did not think that he could win, and that he could exceed 50%. Especially the ultimate magical skill "The vast and vast universe". In the view of the demon, as long as Emperor Xuantian Evil himself did not reveal his flaws, no one could defeat him.

If you don’t think it’s too simple and crude, and measure it by numbers, then in the eyes of the alien demon, the Yuanzu Demon is of course the strongest “10,000”. The Emperor of Xuantian is “9,900”, while the alien demon himself is “9,500” when he is at the peak that day. Although he doesn’t want to admit it, the martial arts myth has indeed surpassed itself and reached the level of “9,800”. By this standard, those masters in today’s world, You Niaojuan is attached to the alien demon with only 30% of its power, and can barely be almost “5,000”.

Jinhuanzhen, Ding Jiuzhong, and Zhou Lao sighed that they were even worse, and they each floated around "four thousand" to "four thousand five hundred". The Yin Hou Zhu Yuyan could have about "six thousand". The King of Henan Yang Zhao also had at least "eight thousand" and above. Although it was still not as good as the martial arts myth, it was indeed a saint, which was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The wordless scriptures are not ordinary martial arts, so although Yang Zhao did not use the "Yuanshi Chapter" before, the strange demons had a wide range of knowledge and had long noticed the huge real power hidden in the little prince's body.

As for the evil king Shi Zhixuan, although the alien demon had never met him directly, he could use You Niaojue's memory to speculate and compare his strength. The evil king Yinhou has always been as famous as the world. Even if Shi Zhixuan is indeed stronger than Zhu Yuyan, the gap between them must be very limited. The maximum is "6,200,300", and no matter what, it will not reach "7,000". In this way, even if the alien demon turns to Shi Zhixuan, it is probably...it will be difficult to achieve any great achievements.

The alien demon was originally the incarnation of the Yuanzu Demon, but now the Yuanzu Demon has been destroyed, and the reincarnated demon seed has abandoned evil and good. It can be said that the alien demon has no master. However, the nature of the demon is evil. Since it is born with fate this time, it is unwilling to waste time in mediocrity. It is necessary to try every means to harm the world before we stop. First, we must restore our own strength, then find the magic seed, and try every means to make him return to the right path. Finally, the demon saves all living beings, destroys the world, and makes all lives in the world struggle to die in pain and despair. This is the ultimate goal of the alien demon.

However, the most urgent task is to keep You Niaojuan, the only body you can use now. He was already in poor condition, and in order to escape, he had to lose 10% of his magic energy to instill into Zhu Yuyan. In addition, the previous loss of Yu Niaojuan's injuries, now only half of the power is left. You Niaojuan has five tuberculosis and seven injuries, and his strength is only about 50% or 60% at the peak, which is so bad that it is impossible to add. Fortunately, he is now far away from Luoyang City, and there are still two or three hours before dawn, so he can escape at night. After dawn, he will find a village or town to hide, so that no matter how powerful Yang Zhao's little thief is, he will never find himself. As for the matter of restoring his strength, it is not too late to think about it in the future. At worst, let You Niaojuan use the "sucking magic skills" a few more times and absorb the true essence and blood of a few martial arts masters. If you accumulate a little, you will always gain something.

With this bad idea, suddenly, You Niaojuan whispered softly, then stopped his steps and stopped using his light skills to escape. Because in the dark night, he suddenly saw a little light that was flashing and dark. When he looked carefully, he saw that there was a strange rhythm between the light of the fire, which was long and short. Perhaps because he noticed You Niaojuan's peeping gaze, the fire suddenly became prosperous, and its brightness was like a lantern. Under the light, things within three feet of radius were immediately shining clearly.

It was not a foreign object like zombies, ghosts, or monsters as you imagined. It was just a person. He was gray and obviously not young. He was wearing a sheepskin robe that the Turks often wore outside the border, but he looked like a Han man. He was sitting on a big rock on the side of the road, holding a cigarette gun in his hand, smoking a dry cigarette. The bright light of fire was clearly from the pipe.

This is the road outside Luoyang City. It is both wide and flat. If people and cars come and go on the road during the day, it will not be deserted. But the problem is that it is midnight now. For no reason, how could anyone be next to the road do nothing and stay here to smoke dry tobacco? But if you come specifically to wait for You Bird to be tired... it would be too incredible. After all, meeting Henan King Yang Zhao and being forced to flee is simply an accident that he had never expected to "take a rebellion". How could other people be ambushed here without knowing what others could have?

In any case, this old man has good martial arts skills. Otherwise, ordinary people would never have smoked dry cigarettes to draw such bright fire. You Niaojue was too lazy to pursue his origin. He would not eat the fat meat he delivered to the door without eating. He sucked the true essence and blood of this old man, and his injuries would be healed at least halfway. Although the "reverse actions" are not in a state now, the rotten ship has at least three kilograms of nails. The reputation of one of the eight masters of the Demon Sect cannot be blown out by just a mouth.

You Niaodian's eyes rolled, and he chuckled and stepped forward, walked straight to the old man, and said, "This dry tobacco is good. You can rush to the middle of the night and take a few mouthfuls to relieve your fatigue. If your father-in-law doesn't mind, he will share it with me. How about it?" Without waiting for the other party to agree or not, he grabbed the cigarette pole. This move seemed dull, but in fact, the five fingers were invisible to kill. No matter how the other party moved and responded, he would never escape his Five Fingers Mountain.

The old man who was smoking did not look up from beginning to end, as if there was no such "reverse action" in front of him. Although the other party grabbed the claws, it was as strong as a mountain. Even the firelight of the pipe was pressed down suddenly dimmed. The old man coughed twice, turned his wrist and the cigarette rod rotated half a circle, barely passing by Youniao's claws separated by a piece of paper. Two dull "pop~pop~" sounds faintly broke out in the air. Both of them leaned back at a slight magnitude that was almost impossible to detect. Immediately, the old man's dry tobacco rod in his palm passed through the air without any trace of axe, like flowing water. The tail end of the cigarette rod was unbiased and poked into Youniao's palm.

The smoke rod is dull and heavy, and has no edge. It is so slow that in the eyes of outsiders, perhaps even a window paper cannot be penetrated. However, "Take aside" screamed and pulled back, leaving for seven steps in a row before he stood firm. Judging from the situation, it seemed as if the other party used a magic weapon to stab it hard in his hand. He was shocked and angry, and hurriedly used his skills to suppress his injuries and adjust his blood and yelled sternly: "Damn old man, who are you?"

The old man calmly turned the cigarette pole upside down, kowtowed a few times on the rock beside him, poured out the ashes and inserted it back into his belt. Then he slowly raised his head and sighed regretfully: "Oh, the so-called eight masters of the Demon Sect are just like this. It makes people feel very disappointed."

After a fight just now, although You Niaojuan suffered a small loss, he had already touched the other party's background. The other party's cultivation was indeed good, and he was even better than the three junior brothers Zhou Lao Tan, Ding Jiuzhong, and Jin Huanzhen. But compared with him, he was still much worse. Although he was in a state of incompleteness, if he really tried his best, he would have a 60% chance of winning no matter what.

The good ones don't come, and the comers are not good. Since they are clearly coming to cause trouble, there is no need to say anything hypocritical. Younn's eyes flashed fiercely, and suddenly he smiled from small to large, and finally turned into a hilarious laugh. The bitter wrinkles on his face pushed and squeezed each other, not only to the extreme, but also filled with the terrifying sense of madness. Before the laughter stopped, this "reverse action" suddenly shouted loudly, clenched his fists, and rushed from afar. He was cautious by nature, even though he was confident and could win, he always had some reservations. Therefore, he did not go close, but attacked from a distance of about a meter. Although he was injured in his internal injuries, he immediately rushed over like a rush of fierce energy. The fist was hidden in the boxing force, and the subtle changes were really difficult to deal with.

In a moment, a layer of light yellow energy suddenly appeared in the body of the old man. He raised his right arm and drew a circle out of thin air. The shape of Yin and Yang Tai Chi suddenly appeared, forming an indestructible barrier to stand in front of him. Youniao's fist force rushed up, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea, completely transforming into an invisible shape. Youniao's face changed drastically when he immediately turned into a palm without thinking, and also drew a circle invincible dragons and flew backwards, looking very embarrassed. The old man sneered, his five fingers grabbed out like the wind, and immediately spit out silk like silkworms, giving birth to thousands of strands of flexible and soft power that was much more profound than Youniao'iao's, and he wanted to pull back the "reverse actions" backwards.

After all, "Taking backwards" is not easy. At this critical moment, how dare he have any reservations? He shouted loudly and tried his best to activate his true energy. He used a "thousand-pound drop" skill, and his legs were nailed firmly to the ground without moving. The old man couldn't pull You Niao Nui, but instead he shook his body slightly, leaning forward and about to pounce on him. He felt awe in his heart, and had to stand up and remove the secret force of pulling. Before his remaining strength was gone, he still took two steps forward, and then he stood up. His chest was filled with blood and breathing was slightly uncomfortable.

The two fought for two rounds, and each suffered a small loss. But You Niaojuan had already found the origin of the other party. His eyes narrowed into a thin slit and sneered: "Tai Chi Feng, Tian Si Silkworm Bond? Hehe, you are Zheng Yidao's abandoned disciple, Huan Wangzi! Why did you actually run out of the frontier to join the Turkic people?"

The half-old man squatting on the side of the road smoking was Huan Wangzi. Seeing that his move had been discovered, he laughed dryly, straightened his back, tore off the Turkish sheepskin robe with his back hand, and said leisurely: "Dao Ye is powerful, and his methods are beyond the imagination of you, a person who is a slut, and you don't have to say much nonsense. You are so tired of Long Wudi. You are doing something like Long Wudi. Just follow Dao Ye obediently."

You Niaojuan was stunned when she heard this, and then she smiled wildly, "Haha, it's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. Huanwangzi, can you think you are still a lackey under Yang Su's sect, and Zheng Yidao is still the world's largest sect? Wake up, Zheng Yidao has been eradicated by Jile Authenticity, and Yang Su's Prime Minister's Mansion has fallen into pieces. Now you are just a desperate dog. What qualifications are you to point fingers at me?"

"Take a rebellious act" paused, and said with a grim smile: "Even if the one is still there, Yang Su has not fallen, it is only like a native chicken and a tile dog in my holy gate. What's the point? If you, a dejected dog, hide in the Turks, you might be able to live for a few more years. Unexpectedly, if you have a way in heaven, you don't go, but you have no way to hell, but you break in. Hehe, you can't blame others for......"
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