Yan Ning, who was shrouded in white light in the hall of the cave, only felt that after a trance, his foreground suddenly began to distort and change, as if he had fallen into an illusion.

In an instant, it seems that I have experienced the intersection of time and space, and when I am clear again, I am already in a strange city.

The crowd is boiling, the hustle and bustle, the shouting and selling are coming and going, and the laughter and scolding are endless....

"Look!

With this shout, the pedestrians on the street shouted loudly one after another, and rushed to both sides of the main street.

This is a mortal city, and there is no trace of any cultivators stopping here.

The market vendor who had just walked in front of Yan Ning bumped into him, but he walked directly through his body, as if he couldn't see his existence at all.

Stunned, he found that not only could he invoke his mana, but even his divine thoughts could not leave his body, and the pedestrians around him shouted and turned a deaf ear, just like a spectator who should not exist in this strange world!

The suona shook the sky, and the noise boiled and fluctuated!

"Champion Lang! Champion Lang is here!"

At the end of the long street, a pair of centaurs walked slowly.

The young man led by him wears a golden flower gauze hat, rides a white horse, wears a red robe, and opens the way with a happy flag, which is extraordinary!

However, at the age of more than 20 years, he is not very handsome, but he also has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he bows his hands to the crowd on both sides of the long street, and keeps clasping his fists in return, and his spirit is flying, which is when life is proud!

"I heard that he hasn't decided to marry yet, maybe our sisters still have a chance!"

"Really?!Oh, Zhuang Yuanlang smiled at the slave just now!"

"Phew.. What a shame to behold! Our champion is not only rich and rich, but also a big player appointed by the emperor, and his chess skills have long been famous all over the world, how can a vulgar girl like you be delusional to cling to it!"

Everywhere the procession passed, there was the admiration and praise of the crowd of onlookers, and the occasional sneer and ridicule was drowned out in the growing tide of cheers, until the procession entered a magnificent mansion, and it did not disperse for a long time.

At night, the lights are bright and the guests are full.

A scream pierced the silence of the night, and the armored knight besieged the mansion to the point that it was impassable!

The leading general took out a letter of Ming Huang Shengzhi and coldly read out the evidence of the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason with the intention of rebellion.

Not long after, a family of more than 100 people was pressed into the hall and led to be killed.

The old father was full of blood and tears, looking up to the sky and crying out, and the women and children were wailing in grief, and the wind was howling.....

The blood mist is rising, the heads are rolling, and the scene of raising a glass and drinking together has become a purgatory on earth in an instant, and the ambition of the champion Lang Qingyun has fallen into the abyss before he has been revealed!

At this moment, a black shadow flashed, grabbed his shoulder, and disappeared in an instant.

"Brother Jing, are you an immortal?" asked Zhuang Yuanlang in horror in front of a ruined temple.

The middle-aged man in black in front of him was a friend he met during his study tour, and when he saw that he seemed to be injured, the two hit it off again, and they talked happily with each other, so they invited him to the house as a guest, and this stay was three years.

"I can only save you alone. The middle-aged man replied unanswered, as if he had seen through what he was thinking, and his tone was light.

Zhuang Yuanlang was slightly disappointed, so he leaned over and kowtowed to the ground, blood seeping from his forehead, and said sadly: "I implore Brother Jing to teach me immortal arts, Fang Zhong Minggan is five, and he will devote himself to retribution in the future!"

"Just for revenge?"

"Just for revenge!"

The man in black stood with his hands behind his back and did not answer, as if he was thinking about something.

is called Fangzhong's champion Lang, with reverence and expectation, looking at his back, silent for a long time.

A few months later, the two settled down in the mountains.

At this point, Fang Zhong has officially stepped into the path of cultivation and has a master who makes him call himself the 'Demon Lord'.

For such a title, he who had just entered the immortal cultivation realm, naturally he couldn't understand the meaning.

He has turned all the resentment in his heart into the motivation to work hard to cultivate and improve his cultivation. Xu is this obsession is too heavy, and his cultivation qualifications are not too good in the mouth of the Demon Lord, and it only took more than ten years to build a successful foundation. It took another five years to polish his cultivation, and he immediately went down the mountain to find the enemy who destroyed his family in the past, and take revenge.

That night, in the mortal imperial city, it was like a demon descending into the world, and the demon power was raging, and the blood light stained the sky red!

Back at the mountain gate, Fang Zhong did not have the joy of revenge as he imagined, but his eyes were empty and godless, like a walking corpse, he came to the Demon Lord.

"Demon Lord, shouldn't we demon cultivators all act wantonly and be happy to take revenge?Why do I get revenge, but I don't feel a trace of joy, but I feel a little confused and heavy?" Fang Zhong asked puzzled.

"What you think is demon cultivation is just those ignorant people in the outside world who have found a reasonable reason for the unsightly desires in their hearts! Cruel and murderous, hurting heaven and reason, they are regarded as demons by people like you, and they are afraid to avoid it! You need to know that the avenue is boundless, and cultivating demons is also one of the means!" The Demon Lord replied lightly.

"Then what should I do to be considered a true demon cultivator?" Fang Zhong struggled inwardly and asked again.

"Hatred will only blind your eyes and make you unable to see the road ahead; cultivation is diligent, and it is not something that can be supported by a little obsession! The road of cultivation is long, you must first ask yourself why you should practice in the future!" After the Demon Lord finished speaking, he threw him a formation book and said no more.

Fang Zhong picked up the formation book in a daze, wanting to ask the Demon Lord for guidance again, but he didn't get the slightest response.

Who knew that when he opened this 'Five Elements Formation', the most basic book in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, it opened another broad door for his future cultivation path!

At the same time, he started a legendary life of his own!

Time flies, time flies.

Two hundred years later, Fang Zhong, who had already become a Jindan monk, relied on his unparalleled talent and hard work in the formation to gradually emerge in the immortal cultivation world, and thus won the reputation of a 'chess array'.

Even the Demon Lord, who has always been above the top, did not hesitate to praise him, and sighed and said, "With your talent, it is a pity that you can only be trapped in this realm!"

Fang Zhong didn't know what he meant, and he didn't dare to ask, knowing that he couldn't ask anything.....

On weekdays, except for the questions related to cultivation, which the Demon Lord will answer in detail one by one, it is impossible to say a word about any other questions unless he takes the initiative to mention them.

The two have been together for many years, and Fang Zhong has long been familiar with his arrogant and withdrawn temperament, and it is not strange to see him.

The scene he has seen the most over the years is the back of the black clothes, always with his hands behind his back, staring at the sky and sighing!

The road is broken, and there is no going back....

"Demon Lord, with your cultivation and knowledge, what kind of superb skill does the most powerful formation mage you have ever seen?" Fang Zhong asked the question he was most interested in.

"Formed in the sky, formed in the earth, and made luck in people!" The Demon Lord's short few words showed the extremely high realm of the way of the formation, which shocked Fang Zhong and yearned for it.

"This can be described as an immortal method!" Fang Zhong praised.

The Demon Lord's gaze was like looking at a frog at the bottom of a well, shaking his head and saying nothing, and he didn't argue much.

It wasn't until after he advanced to the Yuan Infant that he completely realized how small he was in this world.

First of all, it was the Demon Lord who established the 'Xuanhuang Gate' in his name, and strictly ordered that no information related to him be disseminated.

Then he recruited disciples widely, gave all kinds of exercise books, spiritual stone resources, and let the disciples search for all kinds of strange visions day and night in the world of cultivating immortals, especially news related to space, no matter how big or small, both of them will go to verify and investigate.

Then he took him on a tour, covering deserts, oceans, all kinds of land, glaciers and snowfields, and even the True Dragon Mountains, which were taboo for all monks!

Everywhere he went, he experienced all kinds of different scenery that amazed him, and he also thoroughly knew what the meaning of 'this world' was often mentioned in the mouth of the Demon Lord!

I was deeply shocked by the origin of the Demon Lord and his earth-shattering plan!

He had already cultivated as a young man, standing at the top of the ranks of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, just as he was immature when he first entered the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and once again felt the majestic brilliance from that black figure, even more profound and profound than ever before.

I have been deeply favored by teachers for many years, and I should devote myself to repaying each other as I made my vow!

In the next few hundred years, the two of them not only traveled all over the immortal cultivation world, but also set up the 'Xuanhuang Gate' in every place they passed, as long as there was a large number of monks gathered, there would be a stronghold set up by the 'Xuanhuang Gate' to collect information for them and explore the secrets.

The prestige of the "chess array" has also spread far and wide on the mainland!

However, the good times didn't last long, and when the two of them went out to search, they encountered an ancient ruins, and just as the breaking of the formation was at a critical moment, they received a message from the people of the 'Xuanhuang Gate', saying that a huge spatial crack had also been discovered.

Fang Zhong had no time to care, so the Demon Lord went to investigate alone.

But when he returned from the ruins, he found that the stronghold of the 'Xuanhuangmen' had already been uprooted, and there were no chickens and dogs left, and he had completely lost contact with the Demon Lord.

With the Demon Lord's heavenly methods, Fang Zhong would not suspect that he might encounter an accident, and the only explanation was that the Demon Lord had found some important clues, and he couldn't wait to pursue it alone.

But with the prestige of the 'Xuanhuangmen' now, the stronghold was quietly erased, which was too abnormal, and my heart was inexplicably clouded again, and I had a bad premonition. So relying on the few words he left, and then relying on the only clues, he pursued all the way to the Chisha Continent, but he was also separated from his teacher.

The teacher is like a mountain, and the two have been teachers and friends for nearly a thousand years, and they have not had time to say a word of cherishment to each other, and they have become a farewell!

Fang Zhongxin was unwilling, firmly believing that the Demon Lord must have found a way to go back, maybe he had successfully fulfilled his wish, and it was not for any other reason.....

In order to confirm the speculation in his heart and find out the traces left by the Demon Lord, Fang Zhong single-handedly developed the 'Xuanhuang Sect' in the Chisha Continent into the most powerful super sect in the Sand Sea, trying to find clues with a huge number of sect members and a large amount of resources.

But it backfired, this is like looking for a needle in a haystack, even if there is occasional fragmented news, it is just chasing after the wind, specious....

The mentor and friend who has been with him for nearly a thousand years is like a character who has never appeared, and he can no longer find the slightest trace of his past!