Chapter 1

A man in black is sitting on the platform of Tianmo peak holding his breath.

Cloud sky, sun and moon parallel, warm sunshine and cold moon awn at the same time sprinkle on the earth. The man took a deep breath, his hands to the sky, the two rays of light gathered together in an instant, at the same time shot to him, into his hands, the whole sky also suddenly dim down.

All of a sudden, the wind bursts, sending out a shrill roar, just like thousands of evil spirits howling.

The man's elegant long hair flew up against the wind, revealing a strange face.

As the two lights in the sky are inhaled into the body, the brightness of the sun and the moon gradually becomes dimmer, but the man's momentum is more and more powerful, and the whole body begins to emit black gas.

Feeling the piercing cold wind across his cheek, the thick black air has covered his whole person. The man took a breath and showed a strange smile.

Boom!

All of a sudden, a loud noise was heard, and the four peaks around Tianmo peak suddenly exploded, and the Tianmo peak was shaking constantly. The man who is absorbing the essence of the sun and moon suddenly opens his eyes and looks to the distance.

At this time, the sound of the seven was breaking in front of him. When the light dissipated, seven powerful figures appeared.

Eyebrows did not feel a shake, the man looked at the seven people in front of him, Yin compassion way: "you seven don't always look down on us, do you come to my Tianmo peak today?"

"Hum, the devil emperor Zhuo Yifan, don't you know the purpose of our coming here?" An old man with white beard stroked his beard and looked at him with a look of arrogance.

The heart does not feel to move, Zhuo Yifan cautiously tries a way: "sword emperor old man, your meaning I don't understand."

"Hum, you don't pretend to be confused. If you are sensible, you will hand in the secret record of Jiuyou." A Taoist nun took a step forward and ordered to shout.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan was shocked.

Only a month ago, he found the cave of the legendary Jiuyou devil emperor. After a lifetime of death, he finally got the Jiuyou secret record recording his unique skills. How did these seven people get the news in such a short time?

Thinking of this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, his face gradually darkened.

"Zhao Cheng, come out for me." Zhuo Yifan yelled.

The voice falls, a light laugh suddenly rings out in the hollow forest. Then, a handsome young man in white walked out from behind the seven, looked at Zhuo Yifan and said with a smile, "ha ha ha Master, are you looking for me

Staring at the hypocritical face all over his face, Zhuo Yifan said faintly: "what I got from Jiuyou secret record is what you leaked to them?"

"Yes Zhao Cheng nodded and said with a smile.

"You untied the mountain protection array I laid down?"

"Yes Zhao Cheng nods again.

"Why, I'm not mean to you." Zhuo Yifan clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes became more and more murderous.

Although he is a demon cultivator, he is not a man who kills people indiscriminately, he just acts with his own nature. Otherwise, it would have been quickly eliminated by those who were defending Taoism. Especially for Zhao Cheng, he was an orphan. Zhuo Yifan accepted him as an apprentice because of his good qualities. Unexpectedly, he betrayed him today.

Feeling Zhuo Yifan's murderous spirit is getting stronger and stronger. Although Zhao Cheng's face is still calm, he unconsciously moves back two steps and comes to the seven people.

"Master, your kindness to me is so great that Zhao Cheng naturally understands. However, you should not dominate the position of the eight emperors, let me live in your shadow forever, and you should not practice alone after getting the Jiuyou secret record, so as to prevent me from being like a thief and not even showing me a look. "

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan can't help but feel a pain.

Zhao Cheng didn't know that Zhuo Yifan did this because he was afraid that his accomplishments would not be enough. If he rashly comprehended the Jiuyou secret record, he would be possessed by the devil. Therefore, he had to understand it and then teach it to him.

I didn't expect that in just a month, he exposed his ambition.

"Ha ha ha Good, good. Zhao Cheng, you are really a good disciple of Laozi

Zhuo Yifan looked up at the sky and laughed, and his anger in his heart had risen to the extreme: "in this case, I will let you taste the taste of Jiuyou secret record."

"Zhuo Yifan, with seven of us here, you can't be so presumptuous." The old man with white beard stopped in front of Zhao Cheng and yelled.

"Well, Lao Tzu is recognized as the head of the eight emperors in the holy land. Even if you seven emperors go together, I will not pay attention to it. "

The voice just fell, Zhuo Yifan slapped Zhao Cheng.

In a flash, a black claw suddenly appeared in the sky, and one claw grabbed it.

The pupil of his eyes shrank slightly. Zhao Cheng was so frightened that he was defeated and retreated in a hurry.

The old man with white beard suddenly took out his sword under the strong pressure of his black claws. In a flash, a white sword light rushed into the sky, and instantly chopped the black claw into nothingness.

"Hum, Jiuyou secret record, but so." The old man with white beard stood with his sword in the wind, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

See this scene, Zhuo Yifan evil strange smile, two palms together out: "sword emperor old man, don't be too arrogant."Boom!

After a loud noise, like thousands of thunder galloping, thousands of black palm prints suddenly appeared in the cloud sky, and they all pressed on the seven people. The size of each palm print is more than twice the size of the previous black claw, and its power makes everyone's eyes show the color of fear.

"How could it be? Has he broken through the steps? " Seeing that the whole sky was covered by the black mark, the sword emperor could not help but take a breath.

When the rest of the people saw it, they all trembled.

The saint level master is not the existence that they can deal with together.

Zhao Cheng is even more pale, in the heart already regretted to die. Who would have thought that Zhuo Yifan, who has practiced nine secret records for more than a month, has become so strong.

"Well, damn traitor, that's what happened to you." Zhuo Yifan looks at Zhao Cheng who is in a panic and sneers at him.

Shua!

All of a sudden, a white light fell from the cloud, through layers of black marks, and instantly came to Zhuo Yifan. He did not know what was going on, but was penetrated by the light.

Poof!

A mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out, thousands of black marks in the sky suddenly turned into gurgling black gas and disappeared. Zhuo Yifan raised his pale cheek and looked up at the sky. There was a middle-aged man standing there. Behind him was a holy light.

"Holy one!" Zhuo Yifan is not willing to bite his teeth and murmured. He has already guessed the intention of the visitor.

"The magic emperor Zhuo Yifan, this Saint represents the holy land to recover the relics of the evil emperor. As long as you hand it over, Ben Sheng will save you from death. " Overlooking all the people below, the middle-aged man seems to have nothing in his eyes. If Zhuo Yifan had nine secret records on his body, he would have been too lazy to look at him.

This is the most powerful saint in the holy land. Even a strong man like a master of imperial rank is just like a mole ant in their eyes.

With a sad smile, Zhuo Yifan takes out a piece of jade slips with a glow in his arms.

At the sight of this jade slip, all people's eyes shine with extraordinary brilliance, even the Holy One is no exception.

Scornfully swept to all the people present, Zhuo Yifan sneered and said: "what kind of guardian, what saint, is not a villain who makes money? Today, even if I destroy the nine secret records, I won't let anyone get it. "

As soon as the voice falls, Zhuo Yifan suddenly rises a breath of terror.

"No, he's going to blow himself up."

The sword emperor's eye pupil shrinks, flies out in a hurry, the rest of the people listen to is also in a hurry to follow. Only the Holy One, with a look of horror and anger in his eyes, rushed to Zhuo Yifan's direction: "stop it."

With a proud smile on his face, Zhuo Yifan, when the saint came to him, suddenly squeezed the jade slips into pieces. Looking at the saint gnashing his teeth, Zhuo Yifan gave out a hearty laugh.

Boom!

With laughter, Zhuo Yifan exploded. Strong impact, the whole Tianmo peak to the ground.

When the smoke of gunpowder was gone, only the saint came out of the dust with an angry face, and his clothes were only cracked a few times.

"Saints are saints. In such a strong self explosion, they are still safe and sound." The sword emperor came to the saints and said in praise.

With a cold hum, the saint ignored him and turned to go.

At this time, Zhao Cheng hurriedly stopped him and said, "the saint will stay. The devil emperor Zhuo Yifan is full of tricks. If he takes away others, he is the only one in the world who knows the contents of the secret record of Jiuyou. He will surely seek revenge from us in the future. "

"Well, he blew himself up with his soul. What did he take away from him?" Brushing his sleeves, the saint disappeared in front of the crowd.

Hearing his words, the people were finally relieved.

There are saints on the scene. The emperor level masters want to rely on self explosion to escape their souls, but they can't do anything. It's just a pity that the nine secret records handed down by the ancient devil emperor.

Looking back at the ruins of Tianmo peak, we can see that there are five flavors in people's hearts, such as happiness, regret, but more regret

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