Villain: Be a teacher to the son of luck

The plan of Zi Anran and others is simple, but very detailed.

They wanted to use the mysterious and powerful power of [Mirror of the Dead] to defeat Wen Mingting with the combined efforts of everyone.

Simply put, this plan is to lure Wen Mingting over and kill him.

But the simpler the plan, the more difficult it is to implement it.

Chu Yueying, Xiao Zichen and others pretended to be an ordinary team of monks crusade against monsters to lure the demon Venerable Wen Mingting to chase them down.

Zi Anran, Han Ruqing, Nanyu and others ambushed at the predetermined location.It was a huge and deep canyon, the most suitable for hiding breath and using Gu worms.

However, at that time, there was another problem——

Wen Mingting is alert and cunning, why did he come alone to chase down a team of monks?
but
Chu Yueying stood up, she said, she has a way!
The development of the matter was exactly as Chu Yueying said.

Sure enough, Wen Mingting gave up all the followers of the Demon Race and chased them all alone.

However, they underestimated Wen Mingting's strength too much.

While fleeing all the way, Li Xunfeng, Han Miao and many other monks delayed Wen Mingting's pace for a moment at the cost of their own lives.

They understand—

The person Wen Mingting wanted to hunt down was actually not them at all, and there was only one. Chu Yueying!
Using life and blood as a cover along the way, Wen Mingting was finally led to the designated location.

[Mirror of the Undead] At that moment, it was suspended on the top of the canyon like a black hole of death that swallowed everything.

Han Ruqing, Nan Yu, Chi Yu, Zi Anran and other Yao Xianzong powerhouses also appeared at the top of the valley at this moment.

"Wen Mingting, you, prepare to die." The crowd gathered together, as if they were being judged by gods.

"Did Master not come?"

Wen Mingting stood alone at the bottom of the valley, but he remained calm and composed.

".That's right, Master, you won't use such a low-level strategy."

[Mirror of the Dead] is very powerful.

In a sense, it even surpassed the "Mie" of [Eight Arrays], and also surpassed a series of artifacts of the same level such as [Lightning Sword] and [Bai Lan].

However, they all underestimated Wen Mingting.

Wen Mingting snatched the ten-thousand-year demon pill of the demon emperor Chu Chi, stitched his head to the immortal body of the demon king Yanjin, and absorbed the mana of Yu Baicang and countless monks and demons.

As Xie Fuyi expected, he stayed in the Endless Demon Realm for six days.
But these six days were only for outsiders, but for him, Wen Mingting, it seemed like he had stayed for 6000 years.

6000 years time.

Wen Mingting is now the only tenth-level existence in the world today, even in ancient and modern times.

Break through layers of Taoist attacks.

Wen Mingting [Xian Yan] attached a fist, and a punch directly hit the mirror surface like a black vortex.

It was like the sound of space shattering.

[Mirror of the Undead] Cracks gradually appeared, and then instantly shattered.

Countless fragments fell one after another, reflecting Wen Mingting's faint smile standing in the air.

"Wen Mingting, what you did in the Jiangnan Corpse Cave, what you did cruelly in the Demon Realm, and what you did in the Three Realms"

Xiao Zichen was seriously injured on the ground and struggled to get up. While standing up, he cursed Wen Mingting.

".You are devoid of conscience, devoid of humanity, you have destroyed the peace of the Three Realms, and your crime cannot be punished!"

"You are ignorant."

Wen Mingting turned around in an instant, knocked Xiao Zichen to the ground, and stepped on Xiao Zichen's face.

Looking at the corpses of the other monks in front of him, the smile on Wen Mingting's face was still as gentle as before, but there was a bit more disdain in his words.

"...You only care about the peace of the Three Realms, but peace is only a illusory thing, and you have no chance to experience the pleasure that power and desire bring you."

"... What's the use of fighting like this?"

"that power?"

The gleam in Han Ruqing's eyes flashed away, and he suddenly raised his head and said——

".Only Master Master is qualified to rule the Three Realms. What are you, Wen Mingting?!"

The mana fighting energy around him became more and more concentrated, like a real red flame.

And Wen Mingting was not in a hurry, among the crowd, only the person in front of him could still make two moves with him.
But there are only two moves.

"Chu Yueying?"

After most of the enemies were dead, Wen Mingting came to Chu Yueying who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. He felt that this woman was very strange.

Whether it was that day in the Jiangnan corpse cave or now, he felt that the other party gave him a special feeling.

".Speaking of which, Ye Hanchen seems to like you very much, so I'll keep you alive first."

Wen Mingting said, as if he had given himself a reasonable reason, and then he moved his hands slightly.

A round pot emerged from the ring, sucking Chu Yueying into it.

With one blow, Wen Mingting wiped out all the [Purple Shirt Guards] in front of him.

But in the blink of an eye, they appeared in front of Wen Mingting again.
"Junior Sister An Ran, using such a large amount of magic power in vain will only make you look like the Nanhua High Immortal, why bother?"

"Wen Mingting, give me back Miao Jiang, give me back Senior Sister Wanyan, and give back my father!"

Wen Mingting touched his ear slightly, "Junior Sister An Ran, I haven't seen you for so long, you seem to have not grown up at all. No wonder, Master doesn't like you."

"Wen Mingting!" As the captain of Zi Anran's [Purple Shirt Guard], Chitong is also confronting Wen Mingting at this moment, "...that day, what you did to His Majesty the Demon Emperor, every one of us [Demon Emperor Guard] will not forget!"

"Oh?"

Wen Mingting pretended to be surprised, "It turns out that the aura I felt that day was you, no wonder. It should be Chu Chi who didn't let you show up, but he has persisted under my knife for a long time."

"You!" Chi Tong's eyes were about to burst, ". You bastard, go to hell!"

Wen Mingting's eyes were slightly opened, and there seemed to be magic in his cloudy white eyes.

In an instant, the original magic weapon in Zi Anran's hand broke.

Everything disappeared like a purple smoke.

Wen Mingting came to the side of Zi Anran who was seriously injured and unconscious. He suddenly felt that there might be a new game to play.

While Zi Anran and others took action.

Lin Yueyi, the master of the Star Picking Pavilion, suddenly came to Misty Peak of Yaoxianzong.

As today's Three Realms, two of the few peaceful places.

Different from Yao Xianzong's strength and speciality, [Zhaixing Loft] has always existed because it maintains absolute neutrality.

This sudden visit, however, runs counter to the neutral concept of [Zhaixing Loft] in the past.

Lin Yueyi claimed that she had brought Xie Fuyi the third gift she promised at the beginning - the method to wake Xie Xuan'er up.

After Xie Xuan'er treated Xie Fuyi's injury, she remained in a coma.
"Yueyi has a way, maybe it can help Nanhua Shangxian to turn the crisis into safety."

"The reason why Nanhua Shangxian fell into a coma was because he hurt his original essence. At the beginning, among the ninth-grade pills that Ji Hua Xianzun took from [Zhaixing Pavilion], there was one that could help restore his original essence. A class of dollars."

".It's just that this ninth-grade elixir needs to be guided by the heart and soul of the immortal demon to fully exert its effectiveness. Only then can there be hope for the Nanhua Shangxian to wake up."

In today's Three Realms, the only one who claims to be "immortal" is the previous Demon Lord Yanjin.

And at this moment, the body of Demon Lord Yan Jin became Wen Mingting's body.
Xie Fuyi knew that even he was not Wen Mingting's opponent at the moment.

He has been waiting.
Lin Yueyi's words made him shake his determination to wait.

Moreover, according to Lin Yueyi, Xie Xuan'er seems to be running out of time
If you wait any longer, I'm afraid, there will be no way to recover.