The ancient capital of Xijing, in the thousands of years of history of country Z, I don't know how many generations of dynasties have been buried. However, the years have flown by, and the emperor has turned his flesh and blood into ashes, but only this thousand-year-old city is still standing.

Shen Hao's helicopter landed in a mountain villa on the outskirts of Xijing City, which also belonged to the property of Zhenwutang, and what was waiting for him here at this time was the head hall master of Zhenwutang, a king-level master who was proficient in Zhenwu Baguazhang - Mo Sheng Gu.

Mo Shenggu's actual age is over one hundred and fifty years old, but he looks like he is only about forty years old at most. Dressed in a black silk Tang suit, with his back hair combed, his figure is not particularly tall, but the aura of his body is deep and restrained, and he has obviously reached the peak of this realm.

Mo Shenggu practiced martial arts as a young man, and in middle age, he was already a generation of martial arts masters at that time, and he was also a well-known figure in the martial arts of that era. Later, he was involved in the Nightmare Realm, and when he first entered the Nightmare Realm, he was not lucky enough to meet the Nightmare Hunter to help, but he relied on his own skills to kill the weak Nightmare Demon on the spot.

After receiving the help of Wei Jing, he found that his strength had broken through again, and he seemed to have entered a new realm in terms of speed, strength, and comprehension of moves. However, at that time, he also told others about this matter, after all, it was like Nan Ke's dream, which could not be explained by common sense.

Then, he went through the Nightmare Realm several times one after another, and although he failed to kill the Nightmare Demon, he gained some gains. It wasn't until a year later that he finally encountered a terrifying demon with a strong opponent who surpassed him in strength, and his increasingly refined soul energy made him the primary target of the demon's hunt.

At this moment, a group of people appeared, and they used their inhuman abilities to concentrate the strength of several people and successfully kill the nightmare demon. After that, Mo Shenggu knew what a nightmare demon was and what a nightmare hunter was, and he became one of them.

The years passed, and those people died one after another at the beginning, but Mo Shenggu originally had a good foundation, coupled with the comprehension of the use of nightmares, but he became stronger and stronger the more he fought, and finally became a king-level powerhouse after a hundred years.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he joined the Zhenwu Hall, and under the guidance of the old hall master, he evolved the Baguazhang in his hand into a more powerful Zhenwu Baguazhang. Later, the old hall master retired, and he took over the position of the hall master and has been leading the development of the Zhenwu Hall.

Shen Hao politely greeted Mo Shenggu, although Shen Hao was a few dozen years older than him, he was barely a strong man of the same generation, and they had some friendship with each other. And the news that Shen Hao brought to Mo Sheng Gu also lifted Mo Sheng Gu's spirit.

Mo Sheng Gu hadn't fought the Seven Sins Demon King yet, but as far as he knew, almost none of the more terrifying Demon Demons had survived. Among them, there are also a few old guys whose strength is on par with himself. Therefore, Mo Shenggu was not completely sure whether he could defeat the Seven Sins Demon King.

Therefore, he could only make every effort to shrink the power of the True Martial Hall, and try to contact the large and small forces that still had the power of the First World War in various places, hoping to gather the collective strength and fight for a life in the hands of those Demon Kings.

"Actually, for this level of nightmare demons, the number of people is meaningless......" Shen Hao had reservations about Mo Sheng Valley's practice of gathering sand into a tower, and he told Mo Sheng Gu that this time on the battlefield of country M, he also gathered the strength of hundreds of people, but in the end, if it wasn't for his strong intervention, he would only be defeated in the end.

A super nightmare, the apostles released at will are at least high-level nightmares, and the clones drawn from the demon body have the strength of peak high-level nightmares or even close to super nightmares. The crowd tactic is just a joke in front of the other side and has no meaning other than to increase casualties.

"Fortunately, Mr. Shen has now broken through to the supreme level, and with your leadership this time, we can be regarded as having a fight with the Demon Nightmare." In the living room, Mo Shenggu picked up the teacup and saluted Shen Hao.

"If it's the same as Country M, there is only one Demon King who is doing it, I'll take it seriously......" Shen Hao waved his hand with a wry smile, "But this time there are three Demon Kings gathered in the country, and one of them is the strongest existence among the Seven Sin Demon Kings." Although I haven't been able to dig out the details from the mouth of the angry demon king I captured, I can guess from the look of jealousy in his eyes when he mentions the Lazy Demon King, that the opponent is definitely not ordinary......

Of course, Mo Shenggu would not doubt Shen Hao's words, when he heard him say that there were as many as three Demon Kings gathered in the country now, his face changed violently, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea, I don't know if he was asking Shen Hao or muttering to himself: "How is this good...... How can this be a good ......?"

"With my own strength, I naturally still have shortcomings, but in fact, it's not that I can't find a suitable helper." Shen Hao smiled slightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, "The Nightmare Hunter has been inherited for hundreds of years, and I am not the only master who has broken through to the supreme level during this time...... For example, Zhao Yin, the old hall master of your True Martial Hall. ”

"Hall Master Zhao?" Mo Shenggu's hand holding the tea shook inadvertently, he looked up at Shen Hao, and asked with some incredulity, "You mean, our Hall Master Zhao is not dead yet?" ”

"I was also present in that battle, but I was not qualified to participate, I just hid in a far corner and peeped. However, I did see that your Zhao Hall Master used his sword to split the space of the Nightmare Realm and escaped, and the battle was very chaotic at that time, and no powerful Frontal Demon noticed his departure, and he was not chased and killed after thinking about it......" Shen Hao put down the teacup and habitually reached out to touch the cigarette case, and at this time, Ling Jiancheng, who had been standing on the side and listening, had already taken a cigarette and a lighter and respectfully lit it for him.

Shen Hao nodded in thanks, took a sip lightly, and continued, "If Zhao Yin is dead, the artifact 'Sword of the Son of Heaven' in his hand should have a special channel to be transferred to you, as far as I know, this sword should not have returned to your hall, right?" ”

Heaven and earth have their own treasures and creatures, can follow the master into the nightmare world to kill demons, among which these spiritual objects are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, the strongest is praised as an artifact, can make the master's strength increase exponentially, and have their own unique strange functions. For example, the "Imperial Ghost Wheel" encountered in the country of R, such as the "Sword of the Son of Heaven" discussed at this moment.

"Hall Master Zhao is not dead...... Great......" Mo Shenggu stood up and couldn't help pacing back and forth in the hall, "But after all these years, why didn't he come back, especially now in such a crisis situation." If he doesn't come back, the True Martial Arts Hall he founded will be completely finished......"

"He probably doesn't know what's going on in the outside world right now." Shen Hao waved his hand to calm Mo Shenggu down, and then said, "After that great battle, although he was able to get out, his own aura must have been locked by the demons. In order not to be killed by the raiders, he will definitely find a secluded place where no human will set foot in it......"

After a pause, Shen Hao smiled again, "The reason why I asked you to come here to meet is to go to him together." ”

Mo Shenggu was stunned, Shen Hao meant that the place where Zhao Yin lived in seclusion was near here, but this area had long been developed, the beautiful mountains and rivers were full of tourist and vacation attractions, and their Zhenwutang had been operating in this vicinity for decades, and there could be no place suitable for long-term seclusion in the entire Xijing vicinity.

"Don't forget, what kind of exercises are you Zhao Hall Master practicing." Shen Hao smiled and spat out a puff of smoke, and his index finger lightly pointed to the ground, "There is the most suitable place for him to practice seclusion." ”

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At the same time, the Holy See shrines far away in Europe.

A middle-aged man dressed in a luxurious robe, with a face like a crown of jade, holding a scepter and wearing a moray eel crown on his head, slowly appeared on the balcony of the main building. A gentle white light rose from him, and his whole person was like the incarnation of a god, kind, majestic, and inviolable. He is the Pope, the supreme leader of the Holy See in Europe.

"Evil heretic, what are you doing here?" The Pope pointed his scepter at the square below, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of the target he was talking to.

In the square, more than a dozen heavily armed deacons of the Inquisition clenched their weapons tightly and surrounded a man and a woman in the center in a semicircle.

The man and the woman didn't look very old, fifteen or sixteen years old at most. The girl was dressed in a pink tracksuit, chewing gum in her mouth, and her dark eyes were curiously surveying everything around her. On her back, she carried a large cello case, the black case shell was slightly reflective, and it did not seem to be made of ordinary leather. And the one used to bind the piano case was actually a thin iron chain that was also black, and the chain was tied to the girl's body, and the chain body collapsed very tightly, as if the seemingly light piano case actually had a weight that was not commensurate with its appearance.

The boy standing in front, wearing a well-fitting suit and also having short black hair, but the hidden eyeballs under the black-rimmed glasses were slightly blue, he waved his hand at the Pope upstairs with a big grin, and shouted, "Hey, old man...... Well, Your Majesty the Pope......" Seeing the Pope's face sank, the boy quickly changed his words, "I have said it many times, I am not a heretic, in fact, I am an atheist...... Okay, okay, it doesn't matter, I really had something urgent to discuss with you when I came over this time......"

The Pope's eyes twitched, and he ignored the young man shouting below, and prepared to turn away. The teenager below finally couldn't help but shout, "Hey! Robben, aren't you determined to save the world? I have a chance to save the world, do you want to participate? ”

The Pope paused as he had just raised his footsteps, he glanced back at the two of them, and said lightly: "Take them to my parlor." ”