When I came to the front of the camp, I saw that the clouds and mist were shrouded above the camp, and there was a mysterious force affecting the heavens. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It seems that Xiao Guinan is still impacting the realm of King Xuan, and he has not yet seen the difference.

The time required to attack the Xuan King is longer than Fan Lang's cultivation of the Dream Weaving Eye, and it is possible to drag it out for another ten days and a half months.

This juncture was very important to Xiao Guinan, so Fan Lang didn't go in to disturb him. He then came to Qin Huanfei's camp, this guy was also attacking King Xuan, and it was not over either.

After Fan Lang confirmed the situation of the two people, he walked to the south gate of the barracks, intending to go out to do some errands. His plan in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves should take the next step.

On the way, he met Yuwen Chengfeng, the general looked Fan Lang up and down, and asked, "Have you practiced your illusion?"

"It's done. Fan Lang smiled slightly.

"It seems that your strength has improved a lot. ”

"Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, how can you do it if you don't move forward. ”

"There is a good sentence of 'sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat', it is commendable to have this self-motivation. ”

"To be praised by the general is also commendable. ”

"Fan Lang, you and I are both straightforward people, I will say what you have to say, are you interested in joining the Tiger Army?" Yuwen Chengfeng's eyes were scorching, and he threw an olive branch to Fan Lang, he investigated some news about Fan Lang, and learned that Fan Lang did not seem to belong to any big forces, and there was a possibility of co-optation.

Wooing, forming alliances, etc., is what all forces often do, Fan Lang was not surprised, and Zhengse replied: "I have a lot of things to do in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, and I have no intention of joining the army for the time being, and I will think about it after I finish it." Galloping on the battlefield, fighting in all directions, showing manly spirit, I am still very interested in joining the army. ”

"Okay, it's enough to have your words, the door of the Tiger Ben Army will always be open for you. The army is a place where meritorious deeds are rewarded, as long as you have the strength, it is entirely possible to climb on my head in the future, you come to the Tiger Ben Army, it is not just an errand under me, there is enough world here for you to show your strength!"

"The general has a good reputation, you have great military achievements, both civil and military, you are a famous general of the Seven Heroes, it is not easy to climb on your head, and you will ask the general more for advice in the future, learn a little more skills, this is true. ”

Fan Lang was rarely humble.

His arrogance, his fierceness, is often only aimed at the enemy, for the friendly people, there is no need to be so aggressive, there should be a sense of sophistication.

Vulgar rites, secular rites, who in the world can be exempt from vulgarity?

The two chatted a few more words, and then Fan Lang said goodbye to Yuwen Chengfeng and walked out of the barracks alone.

Walking on the road, Fan Lang's thoughts fluctuated.

The Tiger Army is an army, and an army cannot exist alone, it is destined to be loyal to one person.

The allegiance of the Tiger Ben Army is the prince of Wanzhou, that is, the supreme ruler of Wanzhou.

Now that the heroes are divided, the Seven Heroes Kingdom has been divided by several high-grade forces, and it is not yet known who will die in the future, and the prince of Wanzhou is one of the competitors.

For a country, the division of the power means endless war, which is not a good thing.

No matter how strong Fan Lang's strength is, it is time to get involved in the struggle of the highest forces on the table of the Seven Heroes. There can only be one winner in the end!

The Seven Heroes is an unlucky name, a country does not need the Seven Heroes to stand side by side, what is needed is a world emperor who is above the heroes and the heroes.

"Rocks pierce the air, waves crash on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up. The country is picturesque, how many heroes are there at one time!"

It's definitely an exciting thing to compete with these heroes.

Fan Lang was so proud that he couldn't help but read a poem that was appropriate to the occasion.

Continuing to move forward, a red cloud suddenly flew in front of him, and the red cloud fell in front of Fan Lang from far and near, and the black-clothed Blood Killing Pavilion Master walked out of it.

The Lord of the Blood Killing Pavilion is haunted, and he has been staying outside the barracks to wait for Fan Lang these days. He is a man who keeps promises and speaks of credit, and the agreement between the two parties is not over.

"There are five days left until the appointed day. The Blood Killing Pavilion Lord said lightly.

"Five days is enough, I just happen to have someone I want to kill and ask you to deal with it. Fan Lang smiled.

"Who do you want me to kill?"

"Kill the Half-Demon Sect Master!"

The Blood Killing Pavilion Lord closed his eyes and recalled all aspects of the Half-Demon Sect Master, this is the leader of the cult, leading the sect to hide in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, his strength is the peak realm of Xuanzun, he has cultivated powerful demon skills, and he has turned half of his body into a demon race, and he has the strength close to that of the Xuanwang when he erupts, which is very difficult to deal with.

After a short period of weighing and thinking, he made a judgment.

"Give me a day, before the sun rises tomorrow, the Half-Demon Sect Master will definitely die. ”

The Blood Killing Pavilion Lord suddenly turned around, leaped into the blood cloud, and quickly walked away through the sky.

In a head-to-head confrontation, the chance of winning the Blood Killing Pavilion Lord is slim, but he can choose to assassinate, which is a killer's strength!

Fan Lang watched this free thug drift away.

The reason why he wants to kill the half-demon sect master has something to do with the Xuanyuan bone, and if he wants to cultivate the Xuanyuan bone, the first step is to deal with the demon worship sect, and this move must be played.

Let the Blood Killing Pavilion Master take the lead first, kill the Half-Demon Sect Master, and greatly weaken the enemy's strength, and then Fan Lang will single-handedly kill the past and turn the world upside down!

"This battle is just the right time to test the power of Dream Weaver!"

Fan Lang was full of expectations.

......

That night, in a room in the main altar of the Demon Worship Sect, this was the bedroom of the Half-Demon Sect Master.

After a busy day, the Half-Demon Sect Master could finally rest, and walked to the bedside step by step. He respects the demons, and there are some demon decorations in the room, as well as portraits of demons.

He had already transformed himself into a half-human, half-demon freak, which is why he would proclaim himself the leader of the half-demon sect. His hands are like hooks, he has cuticle armor on his chest, and there are several tentacles hidden in the pants of his lower body, which are all physical characteristics of the demons.

If he wanted to, he could have turned himself into a complete demon, but he was in no hurry to do so.

The innate demon clan is the most noble!

He wants to practice the Demon Dao and strive to be reincarnated as an innate demon in the next life!

"Bang bang bang. ”

There was a knock on the door.

The Half-Demon Sect Master frowned when he heard this, turned his head and asked, "Who is knocking on the door?"

"I was sent by the Demon Eye Venerable, and I have important matters to discuss with you. The man outside the door spoke, and at the same time, a demonic aura seeped through the crack in the door.

It's a noble demon!

The Half-Demon Sect Master didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly walked to the door and opened it.

Standing outside was indeed a young man of the demon race, with a single horn on his head, pointed ears, dark purple skin, a very arrogant expression, and one hand behind his back.

The Half-Demon Sect Master felt that the demon youth outside the door was very faceless, and he didn't seem to have seen it, but he still bowed down and said, "The demon clan is above, may I ask what is the matter with the Demon Eye Venerable?"

"It's about the living sacrifices, the next batch of living sacrifices, the Demon Eye Honorable hopes to ......"

Before the words of hope fell, the demon youth suddenly made a move, and he saw a flash of cold light, and the hand behind his back held the dagger and stabbed at the half-demon sect master, and the speed and strength all reached an extreme.

The ultimate in killing!