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Unfortunately, what emerged after the scream was not a super demon.

The muddy swamp rolled, and large areas of scorched earth made waves like lake water. Then, in the center of the swamp, a skinny evil mage, holding a gray staff and wearing a shadow magic robe, floated out from the ground.

In addition, there is a pair of peculiar wings on his back.

One black and one white.

The black wing is covered with magic patterns, cold and dark.

On the white wings, there is a golden holy light flashing, bright and mighty.

The two auras should have been completely opposed to each other, but they were harmoniously unified on his body, which looked very strange.

This pair of wings also makes his identity ready to be revealed.

"Mr. Sword Saint, this guy is from the [Fallen Angel] clan."

"However, it's really strange that among the fallen angels, some people actually choose to practice the [Evil Spirit Mage] lineage."

The little white tiger whispered in Yang Yunfan's ear.

The so-called "Fallen Angels" refer to the family of bright angels who rule the entire fairyland in the "Messai Fairyland". After being tempted by the devil, they judged the "Messai Temple". After falling into evil spirits, this light

The angel was also transformed into a special evil.

A family of fallen angels.

Their characteristic, which is very conspicuous, is that they have a pair of black and white wings on their backs.

"[Mr. Sword Saint], my name is [Wuhou], and I have been practicing here for more than 50 million years. I am honored to be able to meet [Mr. Sword Saint] here." The fallen man named [Wuhou]

The strong angel bowed slightly to show respect to Yang Yunfan.

This guy doesn't look amazing, but he's actually a strong man at the fifth level of the Evil Lord Realm.

Moreover, he also masters the weird and unpredictable [Evil Spirit Technique].

Yang Yunfan dare not look down upon him.

However, this guy suddenly appeared, showing courtesy for nothing, committing adultery or stealing... Yang Yunfan didn't like this kind of person very much. He nodded slightly and didn't even say a word, looking quite arrogant.

Faced with this situation, [Wuhou] did not have any dissatisfaction, but instead smiled all over his face.

Half a month ago, he also saw the battle that took place in [Zhouguang Immortal Realm] through the image of his spiritual consciousness. With a little bit of thinking, he could see the [Mr. Sword Saint] in front of him from the scene.

】, possessing very powerful swordsmanship!

I heard that even [Rasho the Great] was wooing him, promising him a high position, and wanted to invite him to join [Rashomon].

Originally, many people were still confused.

[Rashomon] This organization is a clan of evil spirits. How could Emperor Rashomon suddenly say that he wants to win over a human saint to join the organization?

They all thought that Emperor Luosheng was crazy, and under the threat of Emperor Luohu, the people were a little hungry and unscrupulous.

Until now, [Wuhou] saw Yang Yunfan's true face, and he finally understood the reason for Emperor Luo Sheng's insistence... It turned out that the [Mr. Sword Master] who caused a sensation in the entire Hongmeng world turned out to be a Shura clan.

Although, the bloodline is somewhat mixed and not so pure.

But he is definitely a member of the demon clan!

Oh my god!

It's too exaggerated.

[Mr. Sword Saint], who is of Shura clan blood, actually fought a shocking battle in Hongmeng World.

Are all humans in Hongmeng World blind?

The Black Throat Evil Lord felt that there must be some huge conspiracy involved... so much so that everyone who knew the truth kept it secret.

"[Mr. Sword Master] Are you here to challenge that legend?"

At this time, [Black Throat Evil Lord] suppressed the doubts in his heart and asked with a smile.

There is a legend among the Shura tribe that whoever climbs the [Red Lotus Demonic Mountain] may know the mystery of the origin of the Shura tribe.

For countless years, he has seen many strong men from the Shura clan come to climb the Red Lotus Demonic Mountain.

Although this situation has become less common in recent years, there are always young people who believe in the legend and come to try it.

Yang Yunfan did not answer.

He is not related to this [Black Throat Evil Lord], so why do you need to introduce him so much?

"Mr. Sword Saint, if you are here to challenge that legend, please leave from that direction. As long as you keep walking, you will enter the fastest mountain climbing road in half an hour." Seeing Yang Yunfan not speaking, Wuhou Evil Master secretly thought in his heart.

He was angry, but his face was still extremely respectful.

no way.

In the [Sword Master] state, Yang Yunfan's body was always filled with an invisible sword intent. And he also had the great feat of forcing back the [Six Saints] with one sword that day.

Who dares to easily stir up his power?

At least, this Black-throated Evil Lord didn't dare.

"I am also very interested in [Honglian Temple]."

Yang Yunfan did not move, but directly pulled the little white tiger and walked away from the [Black-throated Evil Lord] in the direction of the Red Lotus Temple.

"Oh? It turns out that Mr. Sword Saint is here for [Red Lotus Temple]. This is great!"

When the Black Throat Evil Lord heard this, he was not angry but happy, and actually followed Yang Yunfan like a follower.

"Mr. Sword Saint, do you know the origin of [Red Lotus Temple]..."

He was skinny and carried a staff, but his clothes were very gorgeous. He still retained the aristocratic style of the Angel of Light before his fall. While talking and laughing, he retold the story of [Red Lotus Temple] to Yang Yunfan.

once.

His story is not much different from the one told by Little White Tiger, but what he tells is more specific and more beautiful.

Therefore, neither Yang Yunfan nor Xiao Baihu interrupted him.

After a while, the group of people arrived at the broken wall outside the Zen monastery.

In some areas of the monastery, candles were already lit up. The appearance of these candles was like red lotuses blooming, which was very strange.

At the same time, there were bursts of wooden fish sounds and Sanskrit sounds of chanting scriptures coming from the depths of the Zen courtyard.

They, the evil spirits, felt uncomfortable all over after hearing this.

"This Sanskrit sound has a restraining effect on me."

Yang Yunfan frowned slightly in his heart.

He looked at the little white tiger next to him and found that she was also uncomfortable with it.

So, he silently took a few steps back until the influence of the Sanskrit sound dropped to a tolerable level, then he stopped and stopped to observe.

After observing for a while, he found nothing.

There seems to be an invisible barrier on the outside of the monastery, blocking the real fluctuations inside.

Looking in from the outside, everything you see may be "dream bubbles", and it is difficult to tell whether it is true or false.

"Mr. Sword Saint, are you interested in exploring this Zen monastery with me?"

Seeing that Yang Yunfan was also interested in the Honglian Temple, the Black Throat Evil Lord enthusiastically extended an invitation.

Yang Yunfan turned sideways in a strange way and looked at the Black-throated Evil Lord who was laughing endlessly.

He thought that this guy would suddenly take action at some point, causing him to suffer a hidden loss. Who knew, he had been wary all the way, but the other party didn't take action, but instead acted like a tour guide, welcoming him to visit here.

This situation made Yang Yunfan feel that something was wrong.

"Evil Lord Wuhou, instead of stopping me from exploring [Red Lotus Temple], you invite me instead?"

Yang Yunfan felt a little strange.

"Mr. Sword Master, why should I stop you?"

The Black Throat Evil Lord smiled politely.

So far, he still retains the aristocratic demeanor on his body. Although it may seem a bit artificial to others, if the other party's demeanor is used on himself, it is still quite satisfying.

"You have practiced in the magic mountain for tens of millions of years and have always been with the Red Lotus Temple. Have you never had the idea of ​​taking this Zen Temple as your own?" Yang Yunfan looked over with a burning gaze and pointed directly.

asked sincerely.

"Of course I've thought about it."

The Black Throat Evil Lord did not quibble and admitted this point frankly.

But then, he sighed softly and said: "In the past one million years, I have driven away many strong people who came close to this place. I used various illusions and defensive barriers to keep those people away. I wanted to be alone.

, Possess the secret of this monastery."

"But, what is the result?"

"I have spent tens of millions of years, but I can only enter the outermost layer of this [Zen Yuan]. As for the real core, the [Sutra-Tibetan Pavilion], I have never been able to enter."
To be continued...