Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know

Yin Hanjiang was buried in the snow for more than three months, but Zhenyuan didn't recover much. He forced Tiankang to fight Tianjiao and emptied his Zhenyuan. If he ignores the people living near the ice field and forcibly absorbs the spirits of the world, he will be able to recover, but Yin Hanjiang will not do so.

He flew slowly in the air, and it took more than half a month to reach the sea of ​​nether blood.

A few months ago, he discovered when he was in a sea of ​​ghosts and blood, he could absorb the chaotic energy here. If you want to restore strength, it is best to come here.

Yin Hanjiang slowly climbed up the cliff and looked down. The dark red eye made him dizzy. He sat weakly on the edge of the cliff, and there were countless smelling people in their eyes. They jumped down one by one and gently waved to him. Yin Hanjiang should go with them.

"Without Sect Master Yin, the deity is very lonely." A Wen Rene sat next to him, and said softly, "Is Sect Master Yin going to follow Ben Zong's life?"

Yin Hanjiang looked at the concentrated face of "Wen Ren'e" and shook his head: "Sovereign, I really want to accompany you down, but no, you don't allow it."

"The deity is allowed now." "Wen Ren'e" said.

"There is still nothing to be done by his subordinates." Yin Hanjiang said softly.

He took out the cracked ghost mask from his arms and looked at it as if looking at himself in the past.

"Wen Ren'e" around him also accompanied him.

"Sovereign, do you remember this mask?" Yin Hanjiang asked.

Naturally, no one answered, because the people around them were only conceived by Yin Hanjiang.

"Do you think your subordinates are loyal people, although unlike Zhong Liqian, he is at least bright and decent, and silent?" Yin Hanjiang felt the crack in the mask, his voice was extremely suppressed, "No ..."

A five-year-old family was slaughtered and lay in the **** sea of ​​corpses for several days. After being picked up by Wen Ren'e, he didn't listen to the children for more than ten years.

Before the age of eighteen, Yin Hanjiang lived a very distorted life. He knew he was rescued by a very powerful person, and he had little contact with that person. The man asked him to do a sword repair. He knew that he had to please the man if he wanted to live, so he concentrated on practicing the sword.

But Yin Hanjiang never said that he likes swords.

Before he was eighteen, he wanted to live, wanted to be stronger, and tried to please the man. After eighteen, he returned to his hometown and saw the man who had saved himself, knowing that he was originally called Wen Ren'e.

He watched quietly on the side, and saw that Ren Ee took his soldiers to protect his hometown, and the feelings of longing, admiration, and respect poured into his heart. Yin Hanjiang longed to be a person like Wen Ren E, but he couldn't. Eighteen years later, his character has been developed, and he is ultimately a dark and distorted person.

What Wen Ren'e didn't know was that after each battle, the fleeing aliens were captured by Yin Hanjiang one by one, and stabbed to death with three thorns.

He found the burial place of that year, buried the family members whose bones could not be identified into a tombstone, and dragged the bodies of the aliens to the cemetery, lighting them one by one, illuminating the whole cemetery.

Yin Hanjiang's face was uncertain in the firelight, and the hot flame could not warm his body.

After Wen Ren'e led the soldiers to drive out the aliens completely, he was drinking with many surviving soldiers, and Yin Hanjiang secretly hid him in the corner to watch him.

All the people around Wen Ren'e were drunk, and he who had blocked the mana was also invincible. He drunkly looked at the only person who was not drunk and took him to drink together.

Yin Hanjiang only took a sip of wine from Wenren'e's bowl and blushed. He fled in embarrassment. In order to cover up his blush, he took away a ghost mask hanging from Wenren's waist. This is the custom of the border town. After the war, you should wear a ghost face to pray for blessings to prevent the evil spirits from aliens. During the celebration, Wen Ren'e also wore a mask to pray for blessings.

After putting on the mask, Yin Hanjiang suddenly felt at ease, no one saw his expression at this time, he didn't have to pretend to be very upright.

He hid this mask and would wear it secretly whenever he could not fit it.

Disguised for a long time, he really thought that he had become the kind of person who respected his expectations. Only the existence of this mask kept reminding Yin Hanjiang that he was not.

Now, no more disguise, the man he wanted to hide was gone.

Yin Hanjiang let go of his hand, and the cracked mask fell into the sea of ​​blood and turned into nothingness.

He no longer paid attention to the illusion that was around him, summoned the sky-burning drum, laid a defensive formation, and sat cross-legged on the drum to adjust his breath.

The people of Xuan Yuanzong always believed that Tian Tiangu was the top fairy, but it was not, it was an artifact.

Yin Hanjiang was originally unclear. He had practiced on Tiantiangu for three months, and he did not find out about it. It wasn't until Zheng Demon's war that in order to arouse Wenren's war intentions, he forcibly knocked the Tiantian Drum and entered the body with anger.

During the thirty years of closed-door practice, Shu Yanyan was rewarded for practicing a year on Burning Drums. At the end of the year, Wen Ren'e closed the door, and Yin Hanjiang went to the forbidden place to wake up the right guardian in the closed door and drive people away.

After Shu Yanyan left, Yin Hanjiang jumped into the valley and stood on the burning drum, the sound of the war drum echoed in his ear. He wanted to improve his strength soon, and he hoped that he could sharpen his sharp sword and become the power of respect.

Who knows this time, he could not improve his strength.

Yin Hanjiang didn't understand why, when he used the magic sword before, he could still practice, but this time it was replaced by a broken army sword.

He stared at the broken army sword, and there was a voice in his heart as if telling him that the weapon was wrong.

Yin Hanjiang knew in his heart that he was not suitable for using a sword, and killing people with a sword was too slow. Triangular thorns are different. After penetrating into the human body, the wound is not easy to heal, and the blood flow is not stopped. This is his favorite weapon.

He took out the ghost mask and put it on his face, covering his expression, his mind was inexplicably open, and it blended perfectly with the burning drum.

This time, his training speed was a thousand miles. After ten years of retreat, the broken army sword turned into a broken army thorn, truly becoming a weapon suitable for him, and Yin Hanjiang was also promoted to the peak of the Mahayana period.

But when he left the burning drum and took off his mask, his realm fell into the inexplicable period, and the magic weapon of his life also changed back to the sword.

Wen Ren'e once said that the state of mind does not conform to one's own realm, like a three-year-old child with a dragon sword, but a strange treasure but unable to exert his strength. Yin Hanjiang knew that when he took off his mask and desperately suppressed himself, his state of mind was not enough to exert the mana of the Mahayana period. If he wanted to become stronger, he must cast aside this layer of concerns.

He didn't dare, he couldn't imagine that Supreme Lord saw that he had a military thorn instead of a sword in his hand, so Yin Hanjiang decided to do it for the time being, just like that.

It wasn't until the Lord Yuan Tan injured him that he wanted to take the Tiantian Drum, Yin Hanjiang had no choice but to put on a mask and exert real power.

The mask is not a magic weapon, but only a layer of protection for Yin Hanjiang to restore his nature.

Now, if it is no longer needed, let it go with the Lord first, wait for him to finish what he should do, and then come to the Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

After ten months of retreat, Yin Hanjiang opened his eyes above the burning drum. Only the god-man can absorb the energy of chaos, and he has fully recovered with the power of the artifact, and even made a breakthrough.

Yin Hanjiang didn't know how strong he is now. He vaguely felt as if he had broken through the robbery period. A year ago, when he chased the thunder encountered by He Wenchao, in addition to violating the rules of heaven, he also had the meaning of the sky during the robbery period.

He seemed immortal, but not very similar.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as you have enough strength.

Yin Hanjiang put away the robe of Fen Tiangu and Wen Ren'e, looked deeply at the sea of ​​nether blood, and turned into Dunguang to return to Xuanyuan Sect.

Xuanyuan Sect was a bit chaotic this year. First, Sect Master Yin and the right protector combined to kill the main altar, and then Mozun was surrounded by the righteous path in the sea of ​​nether blood. The original low-profile shadow Sect Master Yin broke out and sent the Qing Dynasty The head and his chief disciple forced the shrinking school to dare not come out for more than a year, and shocked the entire cultivation world with World War I.

Sect Master Yin disappeared after becoming famous in the first battle. The Xuanyuan Sect had no heads of dragons. The altar of Yuan Tan, the altar of the altar, was stunned in order to fight for the seat of the altar. In a hurry, the three altar masters fought with Qiu Congxue several times within a month, and are currently recovering from injuries and preparing for the next engagement.

Shu Yanyan, the right protector who had vigorously provoked the four altars, was sitting steadily. She had never participated in the battles of these people. She slumped lazily on the new bed every day, and occasionally went to tease Bailiqing Miao and Zhong Liqian.

Baili Qingmiao's life magic weapon was destroyed in the Nether Blood Sea, and was seriously injured. After being rescued by Qiu Congxue, he has been recovering from Xuanyuan Sect. Zhong Liqian was entrusted by the heard people to tell Yin Hanjiang one thing, and he would not leave here before he waited.

The two men and Su Huai have been guests in Qiu Congxue's dojo. Qiu Congxue has high mana and few men. They are very clean.

"Zuo Hufa's dojo is really calmer than a haunted house," Shu Yanyan came to "visit" the injured Baili Qingmiao again on that day, and when Zhong Liqian was letting Su Huai study, he said, "What about Juju?

"I made an appointment with the three altar masters to fight in the altar today." Zhong Liqian motioned to Su Huai to stop and got up to say hello, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Shu Hufa."

"It's not long, it's only three days," Shu Yanyan yawned lazily. "She can really beat, and the meat that has grown up has turned into a bone shelf, still playing."

Zhong Liqian pours a cup of tea for Shu Yanyan, and gently says: "Qiu Hufa is straightforward, but a frank woman. Only slight omissions in details, thanks to Shu Hufa's care this year."

"It's just a matter of raising hands." Shu Yanyan waved her hand improperly.

"Shuhufa came today, but is there something?" Zhong Liqian asked.

"I can't hide you," Shu Yanyan looked at Zhong Liqian's face, "Zhongli Master is a smart person, what do you say I want to do?"

Zhong Liqian also picked up the teacup himself, and said in a hurry: "Xuan Yuan Clan's heart floats, Shu Hufa is willing to join, and hope Qian is on your side."

"Talking to smart people is easy," Shu Yanyan looked at Zhong Liqian, "I don't know what Zhongli Gongzi meant? I know you have a better relationship with Qiu Congxue, but she is not a brain, and she has been a suzerain for three days. Xuanyuan Sect can be tossed away. "

Zhong Liqian said: "My opinion ... Qian persuaded Shu Hufa to wait patiently for a while to discuss again."

As soon as his words fell, Shu Yanyan felt that the Xuanyuan Sect's mountain protection method was broken, and an extremely terrifying force broke into Xuan Yuan Sect.

Shu Yanyan got up and said seriously: "This is Zhongli Gongzi waiting for this?"

"Exactly." Zhong Liqian put down the teacup and said to Su Huai, "Go to prepare the wound medicine and arrange the gathering array, your ancestor can't be hurt today."

Su Huai: "..."