"how?"

Demon Lord Yang looked at Master Yang's appearance and asked lightly. The blood cloud in his hand had absorbed Muramasa's blood and had returned to the late stage of heaven. The prospects were limitless.

Master Yang looked down at the messy Dongjing, frowned slightly, and said, "What you do is harmful to Tianhe."

"Ha." Demon Lord Yang sneered again and again. Didn't he get hurt enough for someone like Tianhe?

Master Yang just mentioned it casually. None of them knew who the other was. Demon Lord Yang's thoughts could not affect him, and he could not affect him either. Everyone had their own beliefs.

Master Yang cast his gaze on Yang Xie and said, "I have discussed it with them. Since we have entered the devil's path, let's see if we can understand the way to defeat the devil in the devil's path."

"You mean, you are in the devil's path?"

"Well, let's enter your memory." Yang Tianshi nodded and said, "I hope Yang Xie can survive."

"I hope so." Demon Lord Yang nodded noncommittally, and then said: "If Yang Xie can't break the demon, then I will kill him myself."

Yang Tianshi sighed, but with a wave of his hand, Yang Xie's figure disappeared immediately...

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Yang Xie naturally didn't know all this.

His memory remained before he became possessed. He only remembered that he saw the miserable condition of Xu Yunyao and others, and then he was attracted by the overwhelming violence. When he regained consciousness, what he saw was a green patch of green.

The shiny leaves are stained with a full and clear water drop, and the entire field of vision is tranquil and harmonious.

This is?

Yang Xie subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the leaves, but found that his body was slapped with a palm, and the purple-green palm wind was raging, and the entire forest in front of him was destroyed by him.

Yang Xie was startled. How could his actions be inconsistent with his thoughts?

The next moment, there was a sneer in Yang Xie's mind, and he could only hear "himself" say: "Confuse my character and destroy your century-old foundation!"

Then, Yang Xie only felt that he was rising into the clouds and flying towards the distance. Yang Xie was immediately stunned. What was going on with him? Could it be that his soul traveled through time?

Isn't that right? Why do I feel like a spectator? This scene is just like when I met Yang Tianshi, but at that time, I was from the perspective of a third person, but this time, it is from the perspective of the first person?

Yang Xie is not sure yet, so he can only take one step at a time and wait and see.

This was a huge city. Yang Xie fell down. Everyone he passed had a look of fear on his face, and kept retreating towards the distance, pointing in his direction.

"He was the one who killed his adopted son and adopted daughter."

"Yes, he proclaimed himself Demon Lord Yang. His adopted sons and daughters were already innate. He was worried about being surpassed, so he killed them all."

"It's too scary. How can such a person be a master?"

"When will a master come and kill this perverted murderer..."

"Shh, keep your voice down. It is said that he kills people based on his mood. If he hears it, we will suffer..."

With the strength of the master level, these whispers were heard, and it was as if Demon Lord Yang had not heard them. What do they know? Do they know what faith is?

Demon Lord Yang walked straight through the bustling streets. In his eyes, these people were just ants, and he didn't even bother to kill them.

This vast city is where Mr. Mo's mountain gate is located. However, after a massacre, Mr. Mo's mountain gate no longer exists. It was only by chance that Mr. Mozun Yang met him and had a pleasant conversation with him.

Demon Lord Yang stepped in, and none of the guards dared to stop him. He was also the only person in the city who could see Mr. Mo without informing him.

"You're here." Mr. Mo wore a black cloak and sat in a daze. Since the aura of heaven and earth became a legend, his realm has retreated from war king to master, and what he usually does most often

, apart from looking for the other masters, all that was left was a daze.

"Well!" Yang Mozun stretched out his hand and sucked the pot of tea that was originally placed on the table. He poured it directly into his mouth. After the pot of tea was poured into his stomach, he

Then he frowned and said, "When did the tea come?"

"Yesterday? Or the day before yesterday?" Mr. Mo was also a little confused. Time has long lost its meaning to him. So what does it matter yesterday? What does it matter about the day before yesterday?

"The furnace cauldron technique we developed together last time, after trying it, it really works."

There was actually some excitement on Mozun Yang's face, which was really rare for a person with facial paralysis.

"Oh?" Mr. Mo stood up and said, "Is this the truth about why you killed your adopted son and adopted daughter?"

"When did you become such a gossip?" Demon Lord Yang frowned, all living beings are used by me, and I am above all living beings. This world is a natural selection of the fittest, otherwise how can you practice? After all, it is not plundering?

It’s just that the objects of plunder are different!

"Isn't this boring?" Mr. Mo sighed. He was indeed too bored. He spread his hands and asked a less boring question: "Are there any sequelae?"

"I don't know, I have to try again!" Yang Mozun said. Trying this means a lot of lives, but neither Yang Mozun nor Mr. Mo seemed to take it to heart.

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"Well, try it. You always speak demonic language, do demonic things, and your personality is most suitable for being a demon. Even if you practice a righteous method, you can practice it like a demon.

It is so powerful that it belongs to you. After you successfully study it, you may be able to use this method to be promoted to the War Emperor."

"The Empress of War, I don't know what it is!" Yang Mozun clenched his fists, his eyes full of longing.

"I don't know. I haven't heard anyone say that when I was the strongest, I was only at the peak of the War Emperor. I was sealed before I even touched the barrier. If you were born in my era, maybe you could

Touch it."

Demon Lord Yang didn't say anything, turned around and left. He said that everything he did was to become stronger. He must become the strongest war emperor, even if he goes all the way to the dark side on the devil's path...

After that, Yang Mozun recruited many disciples. Although he was notorious, because of his great strength, there were many masters who came to his door and listened to his orders.

Winter turned to spring, flowers withered and bloomed. Several years passed in the blink of an eye, and finally a few people reached the innate state. One day, Yang Mozun called this group of people to him. Seeing the timidity in their eyes, Yang Mozun held his hand.

With a wave of his hand, he said: "There will be a duel between two and the three losers will stay!"

After a fierce battle, two men and one woman were left behind, including a male disciple who was most valued by Mozun Yang. When the heavy brass door was closed, the three of them were already trembling, and the woman among them was

The disciple even said in a trembling voice: "Master, don't, don't kill me..."

There was no emotion on Yang Mozun's face. He stepped forward and put his hand over her head. The woman's whole body trembled violently as if she had been shocked by electricity. After a few seconds, she was paralyzed and limp on the ground.

The man was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. Yang Mozun stretched out his hands and aimed at the direction of the two people, spreading his fingers, and the two people were immediately sucked back...

Seeing this inhumane scene, Yang Xie was greatly shocked. How could this damn guy do this?

Demon Lord Yang seemed to have noticed something, but after only a moment of hesitation, the two men fell to the ground.

Disciple? Adopted son?

For Yang Mozun, these are just clouds. He is a lonely traveler and a dark pilgrim. For his faith, even his own life can be used as a stepping stone, let alone others?

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Chapter completed!