Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

"Shh-!"

"Let me show you how powerful I am!" Xiaoyu said confidently.

I saw the magic scroll in the little girl's hand suddenly open.

The temple guards who were surrounded subconsciously dodged a distance.

结果
Nothing happened.

The scene was a little quiet for a while.

Xiaoyu was dumbfounded. She waved the scroll in her hand in disbelief, but there was still no response.

"How. How could this happen?"

The magic scroll that was valued by everyone now looked like an ordinary scroll, swaying lightly in the air.

Across from him, the old temple keeper narrowed his eyes and said, "Hmph, little girl, you need a corresponding spell to use a magic scroll. If you don't have a spell, how can you use the power of magic at will?"

Xiaoyu felt extremely embarrassed. She scratched the back of her head and said, "Is that so? Then, can you tell me the spell you used?"

"Humph." The old man sneered and waved his hand, "Don't waste time, catch them!"

The temple guards around the old man no longer disguised themselves. The scarlet light in their eyes flashed even more, and they surrounded Yang An and Xiao Yu with a fierce smile.

Xiaoyu was just about to turn around and tell Yang An to run.

Yang An's palm was on her shoulder, and her gentle voice came into her ears.

"Leave it to me next."

Then, Yang An’s back was seen as he walked past her and towards the oncoming temple guard.

Xiaoyu gritted her teeth unwillingly.

No! She must figure out how to use this magic scroll!

“Hmph, son of darkness, I advise you not to be so ignorant of life and death.” The old man, no longer pretending, stared at Yang An who was walking towards him and said coldly.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the most powerful and intelligent of the eight original demons in the legend, the Moon Demon, Zhulan."

Yang An was in no hurry to take action, and the temple guards did not attack him either.

See this.

Yang An smiled, turned the magic ring on his ring finger and asked.

He guessed correctly. These temple guards whose bodies had been controlled by the black energy were also belonged to the camp of dark creatures, so they could not take the initiative to attack him.

Unless Yang An attacks first.

At this point, the old man no longer pretended. His scarlet eyes flashed, and then the temple guards spoke in unison in a strange voice.

"You are very smart, why do you want to go against me?"

"As a member of the dark camp, as a child born in darkness."

"Help me get rid of this part of the seal, and I promise that you will be richly rewarded and receive supreme power."

"Oh? A partial seal?" Yang An asked doubtfully.

Perhaps Zhu Lan valued his status and wanted to win him over, or perhaps he was confident that he could get the scroll back, or of course he could also be stalling for time.

The temple guards whose bodies were controlled continued to answer in unison.

"That's right. Do you think that this is a complete seal on me? Then you underestimated those gods. The gods have trapped most of my power on the moon."

It turned out to be the case.

Yang An suddenly realized.

In the plot, the first thing Zhulan did after coming out of hell was to go to the moon, probably to unlock his own power.

In addition, it seems that his followers are still sleeping in the moon. It seems that the moon in ancient times is probably different from what people see today.

"Thank you for answering my question." Yang An nodded to the temple guards opposite him and asked again.

"Then why do you care about a small seal here?"

"It's hard for demons to affect reality, not to mention that you have been imprisoned for countless years. Your magic power has weakened. It should be difficult to control these people."

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The puppets controlled by the cursed blue were silent for a moment, and Youyou said, "You know a lot of secrets."

"Hei Qi told me." Yang An put the blame on Hei Qi without hesitation.

Hei Qi probably wouldn't blame him.

"You know, the devil is not an ironclad person either." Zhu Lan did not investigate the truth or not, but turned around and spoke slowly.

Yang An had a flash of inspiration, "You are right, Holy Lord."

"traitor!"

Yang An shrugged, okay, okay, "Are you talking about the traitor Holy Lord?"

"Of course."

The old man among the temple guards walked out slowly, his eyes glowing red and his tone a little cold.

"The Holy Lord is called Shendu. He is cunning and good at disguise. He was sent out of hell by my brothers and sisters. But he broke his promise and enjoyed ruling the world alone, abandoning us in hell."

"You mean, you don't plan to pin your hopes on Shendu, but are prepared to rely on yourself?" Yang An asked with narrowed eyes.

Since Zhu Lan is willing to answer every question now, I should hurry up and ask a few more questions.

The old man shook his head upon hearing this.

"It is difficult to break free from the shackles of hell with my current strength."

“Even with the power of this seal, it still won’t work?” Yang An asked.

The old man sneered, "You have never seen the power of gods, how can you understand how difficult it is to break free from the restraints when you are defeated."

"So you want to?" Yang An spread his hands and returned to the topic.

Only then did Zhu Lan say what he was saying.

"Son of Darkness, you have been favored by the black energy. I have said that as long as you are willing to help me, you will receive rich rewards. How about this seal power as a gift to you?"

"You're giving me all this sealed power?" Yang An was surprised.

The old man smiled even more, "That's right."

"Then what do I have to pay?" Yang An was silent, then asked, "There is no free lunch in the world, no reward without merit, what do you want me to do?"

The old man said without hesitation, "I told you that you are a smart child."

"I want you to find an object. That object connects hell and reality and can open the door that imprisons us."

"As long as you obtain that treasure and release us from hell, you will gain more powerful power and all the rewards you want!"

"By then, you will rule the world together with us!"

Seeing Yang An thinking silently, the old man waited patiently for a while, and then said, "If you have any other concerns, please tell me."

Hearing this, Yang An coughed, "What if I let you out and you break your promise? It's just like the Holy Lord, no, the traitor God."

The old man controlled by the blue curse nodded in agreement, "Such concerns are reasonable."

"I swear to the Black Qi, to the darkness that is the origin of the world, that I will not harm you and will abide by the contract. If you violate it, you will be punished by the Black Qi himself."

"Compared with the black energy punishment, what I gave you is nothing. After all, we are immortal demon gods who will live forever with the world!"

I have to say, Zhulan is really good at bewitching people.

After using both carrot and stick, if it were an ambitious son of darkness, he might be tempted.

In other words, how could the Son of Darkness be without such 'virtues' as greed, desire, and thirst for power?

In addition, there is a buff that prevents the dark camp from attacking the Son of Darkness.

It is inevitable to be bewitched by the blue curse.

Of course, there's more than just the blue curse.

The eight demons can all bewitch people, but some of them have been sealed for too long.

Wisdom and strength are destroyed by hell.

It seems a bit stupid.

But Yang An is definitely not the kind of guy who can be easily bewitched.

"Son of darkness, what is your choice?"

As the old man continued to ask questions and put pressure on.

Yang An stood there, seemingly in deep thought for a while, and finally raised his head and spoke very sincerely.

"It sounds tempting. I just need powerful strength right now."

"Then, you can step back. Once the seal is broken, I will transfer my power to you. You will then gain the magic power to defeat the God's Capital!"

The old man was immediately satisfied, and did not forget to seduce Yang An. But then, Yang An's expression became more mocking.

"But, I refuse!"

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After these words were spoken, Zhu Lan, who was controlling the old man, seemed a little confused.

After a few seconds, he asked in confusion, "Why?"

"You ask me why I reject you?" Yang An asked back with a little surprise, just like an old man asking 'Why one plus one equals two'.

"That's right." The red light in the old man's eyes almost burst out, but was suppressed again.

“It’s very simple. The Holy Lord has a very wise saying. I wonder if you have heard of it.” Yang An spread his hands helplessly.

"If you are going to reject us because of that traitor in Shendu," the old man controlled by the curse said without waiting for him.

“Everyone knows!”

"I am a devil, and devils never keep their promises!"

Yang An interrupted the old man.

"."

The air was quiet again.

Yang An said seriously, "So, I don't believe in demons. I won't believe in any demon."

"Besides, you are not telling the truth, Lord Zhulan."

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The old man continued to remain silent.

Including the temple guards around, they all had gloomy faces.

A pair of scarlet eyes fell on Yang An.

Full of pressure.

But Yang An was still talking and laughing. He pointed at the temple guards with a half-smile, "They are just passive. They were invaded by a part of your magic power and became your puppets."

"How dare I ask for your power?"

"Zhu Lan, ah Zhu Lan, you set a trap for me when you made your first choice. If I want to gain this power, I have to wait and see the seal broken."

"Once this happens, your plan will be successful."

"In order to appease me, you deliberately said that most of your power was sealed on the moon. You also said many times that you couldn't escape from hell and hoped to rely on me to deal with the gate of hell."

"Oh, the only thing you told the whole truth about is the Panku Box. It can indeed open the gate to hell."

"But although you told the truth, you hid a lot of things and turned them into the most insidious lies."

"Let me guess - you're going to take my body away directly under the pretext of infusing me with power, right?"

"Afterwards, whether you open the seal of the moon and gain more power, or take the Panku Box to release you and your brothers and sisters, it is none of my business."

Yang An said while paying attention to the old man's expression.

Unfortunately, the other party's gloomy face remained unchanged.

"But I can swear to the black energy, and I will do it now." The old man controlled by the blue curse suddenly said.

"Goodbye."

Yang An sighed, "We've already talked ourselves into such a mess. The more you want to salvage the situation, the more it proves there's a conspiracy."

"I guess when you asked the Holy Lord to leave, you must have made him swear all kinds of oaths, and even grabbed his lifeblood, right?"

Yang An stared at Zhu Lan with a half-smile.

In the plot, the seven demons each took away a portion of the original power of the Holy Lord's Fire Demonic Energy.

As collateral.

But what about the results?

"But didn't the Holy Lord break his oath and not release you? He didn't receive any serious punishment either. At least he didn't have to be trapped in hell to waste his wisdom and strength."

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The old man finally spoke, his voice hoarse and cold, "How do you know so much? Mortal!"

"Tsk, you just called me a kid, but now you've turned into a cold mortal."

Yang An grinned, "I told you everything, the black energy told me."

"And from the beginning, I knew you were lying to me, and I had no intention of agreeing to you."

"Human beings are indeed extraordinary."

The old man spoke after a moment's hesitation. His body slowly floated into the air, and his pair of devilish scarlet eyes stared at Yang An.

"How ridiculous! I was considered the wisest being in ancient times, but my wisdom has been worn away until now, and even a tiny ant like you can see through me."

"However, humans are too weak. Even if you see through my plan, it doesn't matter. You can't escape from my grasp!"

talking.

Originally, the group of temple guards seemed to be in a dilemma and could not take action against Yang An.

At this moment, a layer of deep purple demonic energy suddenly surged out from his hands.

"boom!!!"

It turned into a beam of light and shot towards Yang An!

"I am stalling for time. What about you? Ant, do you know that you will die here today?"

Looking at the countless purple lights coming towards him.

Yang An stood there, and he sighed, "The power of the Demon God is indeed much stronger than that Moon Demon."

He could feel that these purple pillars contained extremely vicious power, and if hit by them, the soul would be wiped out.

The Son of Darkness in front of him was motionless.

The old man controlled by the curse flashed some anxiety in his eyes. Did he overlook something? But everything was under his control.
Including the little girl who doesn't know how to use the power of the magic scroll
Wait!
The old man suddenly turned his head and looked towards the corner where the little girl was hiding.

Prophecy on the slate!

That little girl might be the key to sealing His power once again.

Although on the surface the little girl seemed to be just an ordinary person, Zhu Lan found that he actually ignored her involuntarily, which was obviously abnormal.

But it's okay.

The little girl in orange was still standing there, holding the magic scroll.

There is still a chance to undo the mistake.

The old man waved his hand, and several beams of light that were about to hit Yang An suddenly turned and flew towards Xiaoyu.

But just when Zhu Lan felt that he could make up for his mistake.

A clear cry came from the place that Zhu Lan least wanted to hear.

"Hey! Is this how you use the magic scroll?!"

All the temple guards turned their heads to look.

I saw Xiaoyu's figure appear at the lotus pond without knowing when.

She held the magic scroll in one hand and put it in her pocket, while holding the other hand high.

In the middle of the palm, there is a symbol of a talisman, emitting a dazzling white light!

"How is this possible?!" The red light in the old man's eyes suddenly shrank, and he said in surprise.

But what greeted him was a faster and more powerful white beam of light.

It suddenly burst out from Xiaoyu's palm and rushed towards the group of temple guards.

And split into countless beams of light in the air.

A part of them arrived later but blocked the deep purple magic pillars approaching Yang An, and turned into a crystalline shield, surrounding Yang An.

The other part accurately hit the body of the temple keeper.

Another part flew out of the room and disappeared.

At the same time, Xiaoyu pressed the magic scroll onto the empty space on the stone slab without thinking.

"boom--!"

Time seems to stand still.

Only Yang An replied calmly.
"Of course I'm stalling for time, smack down the street!"

(End of this chapter)