The air was unusually quiet, as Luo Ning remembered something.

Several people did not speak, and quietly watched the woodcutter walk to the side of Sycamore.

......

In this world, there are only a few people who can make the few people present unable to move without even looking at themselves.

But in this world, there is only one person who can make Wutong call his father.

Then Luo Ning knew who he was.

The woodcutter looked old-fashioned, but no one really thought he was old-fashioned.

He just looks old, but he's not dirty.

The woodcutter looked at Luo Ning calmly, his face was extremely calm, there was no anger or joy.

"You're Luo Ning? ”

Luo Ning replied, "You're the Demon Lord? ”

......

......

Yang Dingtian was originally outside the barrier of the thirteenth mountain gate, but when a piece of the barrier broke, he suddenly felt that the power of this barrier was not as great as before.

He stroked his beard, and the scar on his face rose slightly.

An incomparably huge dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance, enveloping the thirteenth mountain gate of Jian Yuan, obscuring the moonlight in the sky.

Yang Dingtian's body disappeared in place.

......

......

Luo Wuwu looked up at the darkness in the sky, and his expression was a little nervous.

They had already passed through the palace and were still rushing forward.

Then Yang Mubai looked up with a pale face, he had become an ordinary person, and his perception was not as strong as before, but he also felt that something was faintly wrong.

The black clouds in the sky were like the open mouths of wild beasts, devouring the endless glow of the night.

Luo Xue frowned, "Something happened." ”

......

......

In fact, it was exactly what happened.

He was the strongest man in the world, and he created the Demon Sect, one of the four great sects in the world.

He has seventy-two demon generals and thirty-six demon kings under his command.

But in a big war a few decades ago, he was one against six and did not fall behind. It's just that he didn't expect that one of the six masters was a young man who watched the river and entered the sainthood, slashed him with a sword, and then the six masters shot together, which defeated him.

Decades ago, he was in Guangming City, and a few decades later, he was cowering in the deep mountains and old forests.

This is his first appearance in decades, and of course it can't be as simple as that.

So he came to the thirteenth mountain gate of Jianyuan, the mountain gate where the young man who killed him was alone.

He looked at the teenagers in front of him and sighed helplessly.

"One generation is not as good as the next. ”

Then the Demon Lord's gaze fell on Qin Boyi, and he said with great interest, "I'll find something, little girl, do you know where that thing is?"

Qin Boyi said calmly, "I don't know. ”

She actually knew that Yi Shuihan's note was in her arms, and then she hugged it a little nervously.

The Demon Lord smiled, and then he stretched out a hand, which was extremely natural and calm, and then Qin Boyi found that his body could not move.

The book in his arms flew over very calmly, and then fell into the hands of the Demon Lord, who turned the first page with great interest and saw the contents on it.

"I practiced at the age of four, and in the same year I ...... Dan"

He continued to look behind him, "In the next five years, the Demon Sect will be rampant...... Defeat the Demon Sect. ”

The Demon Lord smiled suddenly, he looked at the few people in front of him and said seriously, "You may not know one thing, history is always written by the victors. ”

Luo Ning thought for a while and said, "But this history is for him to see." ”

The Demon Lord's voice suddenly sharpened, "That's because he doesn't know the truth either. ”

Qin Boyi asked, "What do you mean by the truth?"

The Demon Lord said lightly, "You don't deserve to know now. ”

Then his gaze fell to the ground, and he saw the dead body of the Daredevil, and he sighed, "It's a pity, he's a demon I like very much, but only a little bit. Just like I was back then, just a little bit. ”

He looked at Luo Ning and said, "There was Yi Shuihan back then, and now there is you, but you are too far behind Yi Shuihan." ”

There was a sudden nostalgia in the Demon Lord's eyes.

He continued to look down

I saw the scribbled page.

“... Yunshan, Gu Changsheng ......"

"Guns... Ye Qing ......"

"Jian Yuan, Luo ......"

He flipped another page, and there was nothing behind it.

Then the Demon Lord raised his head and looked at Qin Boyi with some appreciation, "You are very fast." ”

The one behind the book with the Xuantian Divine Iron Hidden Map was torn off by Qin Boyi for some time.

The Demon Lord said lightly, "Maybe you're too easy. ”

Then several people felt an extremely heavy pressure on their bodies, Luo Ning was standing, but at this time he was half-kneeling, and his face seemed to be ripe with great pain.

Qin Boyi lowered his head, only to realize that he couldn't even move a little finger at this time.

The Demon Lord said, "Now you should hand over that map." ”

Qin Boyi said, "I won't pay it." ”

The Demon Lord said calmly, "Then I'll kill you and find it yourself." ”

He didn't make any moves, because he was so powerful, so powerful that he didn't even need any movement to kill the few people in front of him.

An easy water sword intent emerged from Luo Ning's body.

Although the sword intent left by Yi Shuihan had been used up by his demon slaying sword, this was his own comprehension.

"You inherited Yi Shuihan's sword?"

The Demon Lord was a little surprised, and then those sword intents shattered inch by inch in the air, like pieces of ice crystals.

Then a leisurely killing intent emanated from his body.

He glanced at Luo Ning, and then Luo Ning vomited blood.

The killing intent has arrived.

Luo Ning couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and said in his heart, did Yi Shuihan fight with such a monster back then?

But the Demon Lord's killing intent failed to completely fall on Luo Ning's body.

Because a sword appeared in front of Luo Ning.

A man holds a sword.

An old man with a sword, to be exact.

The old man stared at the Demon Lord's face calmly, and then the sword intent emanating from his body instantly tore through the dark clouds in the sky.

He had an iron sword in his hand.

The iron sword exudes a flickering gaze.

He blocked the Demon Lord's blow.

The Demon Lord's eyes were a little cold, but he was not surprised by this.

Because this is something he had expected a long time ago.

In fact, he was ready to see him when he left for Jian Yuan this time, because he still had a little hatred in his heart.

Because he was one of the six masters of the year.

The Demon Lord looked at the old man's eyes and the iron sword, and said calmly, "Sword Saint Yang Dingtian, long time no see. “

Yang Dingtian looked at him, his face remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Long time no see." ”