The Great World of the Sunset.

"Wen Chunxiang came out." Mu stopped thinking for a moment, and even couldn't help but show some smiles.

"So fast, we haven't finished this game yet, hahaha." Yan Qiao laughed, "This is interesting." Why don't we cast a spell and take a good look?"

"He must have set up the spell of isolation." Mu stopped laughing, "But it's still quite exciting." I'm afraid that this spring world will be turned upside down by him. ”

"If it weren't for that, he wouldn't be Wen Chunxiang."

On the other side, there are also several rays of light leading to the world of Dao Chunzhong.

"The Demon Emperor is out of trouble." A young Taoist pinched his fingers, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"It's only a hundred years, which is the time to explore the secret realm." Another voice said, "A hundred years, can it be considered trapped?" I'm afraid that the Demon Emperor has already killed those who calculated him at this moment. ”

"Haha, I'm really looking forward to seeing the faces of those scattered immortals, it must be very beautiful."

"When the time comes, you must record it with a recording spar."

The world of Dao Spring.

"Wen Chunxiang?!"

Many of the monks were shocked, their faces were panicked, and as soon as they finished speaking, they turned around and wanted to flee.

"Want to go?" Wen Chunxiang laughed in a low voice and waved his sleeves slightly.

The monks saw that the sky was bright red like a glow, bright like the rising sun, and countless bright red demonic qi attacked them like a turbulent current, rushing like a sea, shaking the heavens and the earth. When everyone saw this, their hearts were even colder, if they were hit by this turbulent current, I am afraid that they would not be able to survive and die! Helian Xiangwen and others took out the talisman magic weapon one after another to fight for a glimmer of life for themselves.

"Carving insect skills, dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat?" Wen Chunxiang narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't even give a charity, he lowered his head and smiled, and hugged Xie Zhenghong by his side, "Little monk, you rest for a while." ”

Xie Zhenghong was confused, only to feel that a much richer peony fragrance had been surrounding him all the time, which was particularly reassuring.

It's great that the seniors were able to come out.

Wen Chunxiang looked up, raised his fingers, and countless demonic qi gathered into a stream, spreading in an instant, almost converging into a bright red sea.

"Go."

As soon as Wen Chunxiang changed his mind, he saw that these demonic qi currents had destroyed the magic weapons in the hands of these people one after another, hitting them directly in the chest.

Helian spat out a few mouthfuls of essence blood to Wen Shi Mulan and the others, almost unable to move.

"How...... How so? ”

However, before they could think clearly, they saw that these demonic streams were like green smoke straight up, spreading along the opening of the immortal weapon that Xie Zhenghong had bumped into before.

Rumble!

Boom Boom!

There was a burst of sound from the Immortal Tower, and it didn't take long for it to shatter in the surprised eyes of everyone and fall to the ground.

Helian stared at Wen and the others, almost in disbelief.

"Has his strength recovered? How can it be! "Wen Chunxiang was seriously injured at the beginning and has not recovered, and he has been locked by the immortal rope for nearly a hundred years, how can he recover his strength in his heyday? Wen Chunxiang, the master of the Tribulation Period and one of the three demon emperors, how could these juniors be able to resist it?

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you for the time being." Wen Chunxiang stood quietly in the air, the black coat on his body fluttered in the wind, and the robe on his body was embroidered with black peonies of the same color, which was lifelike and looked like he was alive.

Wen Chunxiang looked down at Xie Zhenghong's sleeping face, cast a dust clearing spell on him, and fed him a few pills, his red eyes gradually calmed down.

"The little monk was injured like this by you in order to save this seat, do you think this seat will let you die so lightly?" Wen Chunxiang said, his eyes sharpened, "Your master respects you, your sect, this seat will not let go of any of you!" If you want to get the method of dealing with the catastrophe from the hands of this seat, dream about it! ”

As soon as the words fell, those demonic qi turned into ropes, and the monks present were tied in a strong knot.

Helian Xiangwen and the others only felt that as soon as the rope touched them, the aura on their bodies was swallowed up, and they only heard countless ghosts crying wolf howls in their ears, and the cries were terrible, and every cry reached their hearts.

"Get out, get out!" Several monks began to yell and scream, their expressions almost crazy, and it was obvious that the Dao Heart had been lost.

"Senior sister and junior brother, steady dìng mind." Helian shouted loudly to Wen.

"Division...... Senior brother ......: "Some of the few junior brothers and sisters who can barely hold on can't say more at the moment.

All they felt was that they had been slashed with knives, stabbed with swords, beaten with sticks, and beaten again and again. Every time they hit, their skin and flesh were open, but on the contrary, there was no change in their bodies.

"It's just such a little ability, it really makes me look down on it." Wen Chunxiang sneered, and as soon as his heart moved, those blood demon qi began to devour the demonic qi and immortal qi scattered in the sky, opening his teeth and dancing his claws. In just a short moment, the demonic energy and demonic qi that had originally covered the entire sky were devoured.

Seeing this, Helian Xiangwen and the others were even more desperate in their hearts.

Wen Chunxiang, one of the three major demon emperors, was Wen Chunxiang, the demon emperor of Kyushu, such a terrifying character?

He couldn't complain that so many high-ranking scattered immortals joined forces to deal with him, and he didn't even dare to take the initiative to come forward. Now that I see it, I know that I am a frog at the bottom of the well, and those ambitions in the past are nothing in the face of this person's absolute strength.

"Maomin child, for the sake of the little monk you once helped, this seat is not as knowledgeable as you." Wen Chunxiang looked coldly at the Mao Min Daoist who couldn't move on the side, and said casually, "If you go back and return to the Yuan Sect for a hundred years, and don't care about this mundane matter anymore, this seat will let you go." Otherwise, how long do you think that you will be able to withstand the devouring of the demonic qi of this seat? ”

Cold sweat gradually broke out on Mao Min's head, and he didn't know how long it took, so he closed his eyes fiercely, "...... Good. ”

"If the head of the faction says it, this seat will believe you for the time being." Wen Chunxiang flicked his fingers and untied the shackles on Mao Min's body, "Disappear immediately." ”

Mao Min glanced up at Xie Zhenghong in Wen Chunxiang's arms, and finally didn't say anything and quickly left here.

Boom!

The third thunderbolt fell.

"It turns out that you haven't survived the tribulation, little monk." Wen Chunxiang stretched out his hand to poke Xie Zhenghong's face, "Okay, as long as the last Heavenly Thunder Gift is absorbed by you." "This is just a thunderstorm, he doesn't pay attention to it.

When several demon kings rushed from the Xieyang Great World to the Daochun Middle World, what they saw was the scene of Wen Chunxiang holding a young Taoist with one hand and grabbing the heavenly thunder with the other.

The thunder light and the bright red magic light echoed each other, forming an extremely gorgeous and strange scene.

However, no matter how beautiful the scene is at this time, how can it compare to the person who stands proudly under the thunderlight?

Scattering the last heavenly thunder, Wen Chunxiang threw Xie Zhenghong in his arms into the air, and constantly guided Xie Zhenghong to accept the gift of heaven.

The dark wounds on Xie Zhenghong's body were gradually repaired, and the aura on his body began to calm down.

By the time this Heavenly Dao gift is completed, Xie Zhenghong will be a genuine god-transforming monk. All of his previous injuries will be recovered.

Wen Chunxiang touched his chin and felt that his luck had finally improved.

"Subordinate Hua Liqun," "subordinate Mei Feiyu," "subordinate Ye Chaoran," "subordinate Qiu Wenjin." ”

"Meet the Demon Emperor."

Four rainbow lights descended one by one and landed in front of Wen Chunxiang, revealing his figure.

"You're just in time." Wen Chunxiang looked at the four people in front of him, his face softened, and he pointed to the monks who were tied up by him, "Deal with them, let's go back to the Great World of the Sun." ”

"Yes."

Hua Liqun nodded slightly to the other three, and took the monks into his sleeve one by one.

"I haven't seen you for a hundred years, but the sleeves of your hands are becoming more and more proficient." Mei Feiyu couldn't help but admire.

Hua Liqun smiled shyly, "It's still the Demon Emperor who teaches well." ”

The four of them were originally judged to be people with poor roots and bones who were not suitable for cultivation. If they hadn't been lucky enough to meet the Demon Emperor, they would have turned into a pinch of loess. Wen Chunxiang had learned a lot, and it was easy to find exercises suitable for their cultivation from the huge divine sense.

Wen Chunxiang often said that he was unlucky, so his four subordinates were also unlucky in ten thousand. It's just that after so many years, the people who laughed at them back then no longer knew how many lives they had been reincarnated, but the four of them followed Wen Chunxiang and practiced all the way to the merger period. Although the Demon Emperor has been alone all year round, and the number of times they have been summoned is even more pitiful, they have never had any heart of betrayal.

Ye Chaoran was a rare demon sword cultivator, and his temperament was very cold, but anything that had nothing to do with him almost didn't arouse his interest. However, at this moment, he couldn't help but keep his eyes on Xie Zhenghong in Wen Chunxiang's arms.

"Yezi, what are you looking at?" Qiu Wenjin couldn't help but ask.

"The monk that the Demon Emperor is staring at is very strange." Ye Chaoran frowned lightly.

"Indeed." Qiu Wenjin couldn't help but cast his gaze over, "In the past, almost everyone who threw himself into the arms of the Demon Emperor was injured by the demonic qi on the Demon Emperor's body. And even so many years. The Demon Emperor didn't have a furnace concubine by his side. Neither men nor women have seen the Demon Emperor take a second look. However, it doesn't matter if the Demon Emperor really likes a monk. With the character and appearance of the Demon Emperor, who doesn't like it when you see it? Qiu Wenjin couldn't help but laugh.

"But seeing that the Demon Emperor is interested in him, I'm afraid I really like it. I also helped with the Thunder Tribulation! Qiu Wenjin saw that the light of the Dao Dao gradually dissipated that day, and sighed, but he didn't expect the Demon Emperor to make a move, and it was amazing.

“…… Then we have to solve the problem of the demonic energy on the Demon Emperor first. Otherwise, I'm afraid they will die before they can hold their hands. Seeing this, Mei Feiyu interjected.

"It's over." Wen Chunxiang saw that the glow of the Heavenly Dao had dispersed, and cast a spell to get Xie Zhenghong down and take him in his arms.

Looking at Xie Zhenghong's white and red face, Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but smile.

Now, this man is his.

Mei Feiyu and Qiu Wenjin, who had just finished speaking, had round eyes, "He...... He wasn't hurt by the demonic energy? ”

How can it be? It's just a god-transforming monk who has just survived the Heavenly Tribulation. In the past, even if a monk in the merger period wanted to get close to the Demon Emperor, he was injured by that demonic energy, and his aura was unstable, so how could it be this one's turn and there would be nothing left?

"That person is a Buddhist cultivator." Ye Chaoran said affirmatively, "And the Buddha nature is pure, I'm afraid it has already been sealed." ”

At this moment, even the always indifferent Hua Liqun was stunned.

Lord Demon Emperor, don't you hate Buddha cultivation bald donkeys the most?

Xie Zhenghong felt like he was in a strange place.

It wasn't his space full of scriptures, and it wasn't any place he knew.

However, surprisingly familiar to him.

Xie Zhenghong looked at the furnishings of the room in front of him, and only felt that the owner of this room should be a person who likes to be quiet, and perhaps, he should also be a monk. Xie Zhenghong looked at the Buddhist scripture in front of him and couldn't help but open it to take a look.

But inside the cover of the Buddhist scriptures, there were not the scriptures he was familiar with, but neat stacks of drawing paper.

Open it and take a look.

This voice came to mind in Xie Zhenghong's mind, and his body involuntarily took down the top piece of drawing paper and opened it. The paper has been slightly yellowed, and there are many marks on it, and it can be seen that the owner cherishes it very much.

Xie Zhenghong slowly opened the drawing paper, and there was a strange painting on it.

There are countless flowers on the painting, tightly clustered around a white peony. The white peony is a collection of heaven and earth aura, slim and elegant, looks fresh and gorgeous, and has a kind of charm that does not tolerate the world.

And in the corner of this painting, there is a monk tied by countless flowers and vines.

The monk was wearing a monk's robe, and his face was a little old, but his eyes were quiet and soft, and he looked very comfortable.

Xie Zhenghong looked at this strange painting, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend.

He smoothed the drawing, laid it out on the table, and removed the second piece of paper.

The second one is even more strange than the first, and the painter's anger can be seen with every stroke. This time, the old monk was chased by a bunch of demon beasts, and in a panic, a white peony stood on the top of the mountain, standing in the wind, looking like he was watching this joke.

3rd ......

Fourth ......

In every case, this old monk has an unlucky method, either being beaten, bitten, or chased, but his expression is always only like that.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the painter, the old monk he knows, only this is the best-looking.

Although the handwriting is immature, it can be seen that he has a good relationship with this old monk.

It's just that the age may not be too big, or even very small, otherwise you can't do such a childish thing.

Xie Zhenghong walked to the window, and there was a mark of being crushed by a flower pot.

There should have been a pot of flowers, a pot of white peonies that attracted the attention of the world.

Xie Zhenghong touched this trace, and his heart was surprisingly calm.

"Strange, why hasn't the little monk woken up yet?" Wen Chunxiang paced back and forth in the cave mansion, and his expression became a little impatient.

"I'm afraid that the injury I suffered before was too serious, although I received the gift of Heaven and became a monk of the Transformation Period, but I haven't recovered yet. It's about the same as Iriding, so the Demon Emperor doesn't have to worry. Qiu Wenjin and the others said dryly.

"Of course I know." Wen Chunxiang waved his hand. The contract between him and Xie Zhenghong did not end there, on the contrary, he was still able to sense the situation of the second monk. At the beginning, he told the little monk that this contract would not be untied until he got out of trouble, and he was purely lying to him. That parchment scroll was obtained by Wen Chunxiang occasionally, and he hadn't used it at all before, but the things around him were careless before, and there was only such a thing by his side, so he couldn't pick and choose.

Moreover, the effect of this contract was still beyond Wen Chunxiang's imagination, and for a while, he had no intention of unraveling it. He was able to recover so quickly, not only because the aura of the immortal rope was absorbed by him, but also because Xie Zhenghong was there.

At that time, Xie Zhenghong had already received two heavenly thunder baptisms, and the true yuan on his body was gradually transforming. Similarly, Wen Chunxiang also received this part of the gift, and his body's ability to recover was also much stronger.

Because of this contract, the demonic energy on his body almost did not react to the little monk. At that time, he didn't think about anything when he caught the little monk, and only after using it did he find that the little monk was not injured by his demonic energy. Even the prohibition left by Song Qing didn't work on him back then, I'm afraid it was because of the contract.

Back then, Song Qing was afraid that the pure demonic energy on Wen Chunxiang's body would be discovered, so he found an ancient method and planned to make a seal on Wen Chunxiang's body. Who knew that there was a business trip halfway, Wen Chunxiang relented for a while and believed Song Qing's words, and as a result, he became an unapproachable physique. Song Qing couldn't cry or laugh, but he didn't expect the ancient method he specially found to become like this? However, there are still benefits, at least for a long time, the demonic energy on Wen Chunxiang's body still obediently quieted down.

Otherwise, he didn't know if he would be able to survive that period of time.

Wen Chunxiang thought of Helian Xiangwen and the others who looked crazy when they were stained with the slightest bit of his demonic energy, and the disdain in his heart reached its peak.

What is the pain he endures every day?

Since they have enjoyed the convenience brought by demonic energy, the resentment and cries they bring will naturally have to be borne one by one.

"The four of you are here to guard him, and this seat is out for a walk." Wen Chunxiang commanded softly.

It was time to return the storage ring that Wei Chi Xiuping took from him back then.

"Yes."

Inside the Tianque Palace.

"Xiang Wen, Xiang Wen?" "Hyland?" Each time a name was called, the Taoist's face became more and more ugly.

The spells he set up on a few disciples could communicate even if they were separated by three thousand worlds, and only a few people could hinder the transmission of his divine sense. But there are almost no people who can do such things.

He is handsome and elegant, with a ruddy complexion, and a beautiful beard that adds a bit of elegance to him, and the accumulation of years has not allowed him to come and go, on the contrary, it has added to his charm. As a Tribulation Scattered Immortal, his status is already very comparable, and there are almost no people who can talk to his peers, let alone go against him. It's just that as the next Heavenly Tribulation approaches the Fa, his quiet temperament gradually becomes a little manic.

Yu Chi Xiuping couldn't contact the few disciples he sent to the Daochun Middle World for a long time, and he already silently had a guess in his heart.

I'm afraid, Wen Chunxiang has already come out.

And he and several other scattered immortals jointly calculated Wen Chunxiang's affairs, which will also be exposed.

"Yu Chi Xiuping." A mirror several people high flew in front of Yu Chi Xiuping's eyes, and a beautiful face appeared, which was none other than Fairy Jiayu.

"What?" Wei Chi Xiuping calmed down and asked in a deep voice.

"The Kyushu Demon Emperor Wen Chunxiang has come out of trouble." Fairy Jiayu's beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness, "Now, it's a real immortal." Wen Chunxiang will not let us go lightly. ”

"Not bad." Another mirror fell, and the face reflected was Feiyi, "Wen Chunxiang has returned to the Great World of the Rising Sun, and this matter is already widely known." Mu Zhu and Yan Qiao also intervened in this matter, I'm afraid it ......"

Wei Chi Xiuping's face turned pale, "We discussed the matter of calculating him together, and no one can escape." ”

"His cultivation has been restored, and he has regained the position of the Demon Emperor." Fairy Jiayu sighed and said, "When he returned to the Great World of the Rising Sun, all the ghosts cried together, the demonic qi boiled, and countless demon god virtual images came from the sky, and almost all the demon cultivators were affected. ”

There can only be nine Demon Emperors of the Three Thousand Worlds, and after Wen Chunxiang left due to injury, countless Demon Cultivators wanted to make up for the remaining vacancy. After all, there can only be nine Demon Emperor positions, and if a new Demon Cultivator wants to ascend to the throne, he must first defeat a Demon Emperor. But which of the nine demon emperors is a fuel-efficient lamp, in the past 10,000 years, only one person has successfully ascended to the throne, and it is the season of the blood sacrifice world. And Wen Chunxiang took the initiative to vacate such a position, which was naturally easier than defeating the Demon Emperor.

It's a pity that in the past hundred years, countless demon cultivators have died for the position of this demon emperor, but none of them have been able to succeed.

Now that it has only been a hundred years, Wen Chunxiang has returned again, and the thoughts of those demon cultivators have suddenly been suppressed.

They are still practicing honestly, where can the position of the Demon Emperor be obtained lightly?

"So what?" Feiyi couldn't help but retort, "Wen Chunxiang is only one person after all, and he may not be able to beat a few of us joining forces. ”

As soon as these words came out, Fairy Jiayu and Yu Chi Xiuping couldn't help but laugh.

"Does he still have to fight us?" Fairy Jiayu said lazily, "In a few decades and hundreds of years, our second Heavenly Tribulation will come." When the time comes, Wen Chunxiang only needs to do a little trick when we cross the tribulation, which will be enough for us to never recover. Haven't you ever experienced the power of the Heavenly Tribulation? For those of us who failed to ascend, how could the power of the Heavenly Tribulation be comparable to that of ordinary small tribulations? ”

"Not bad. If I were Wen Chunxiang, I would have waited quietly for a few years. A wry smile appeared on Yu Chi Xiuping's face, "Isn't it the best entertainment to look at us scattered immortals, waiting day by day for the taste of the coming of the heavenly catastrophe, and living in despair all day long?" ”

Suddenly, the faces of several people changed slightly.

"What about the ring you were given, has the seal been unsealed?" Fairy Jiayu asked out loud. When Wen Chunxiang left the Great World of Xieyang to go to the Middle World due to injury, they hid in a secret ambush and brought several storage rings from Wen Chunxiang. Who knew that these rings were all sealed, and they couldn't be unlocked without Wen Chunxiang's order.

I thought that there would be Wen Chunxiang's secret against the Heavenly Tribulation in these rings, but I didn't expect it to be unlocked now.

"Wei Chi Xiuping, get out of this seat!"