The Burning Heaven Drum sped along and returned to Xuanyuan Sect in less than half an hour.

Yin Hanjiang completely threw off Yao Jiaping's skin and stood on the drum. His red clothes fluttered in the strong wind, outlining his thin figure. A silver belt in the red made his waist look even thinner.

When he arrived above the main altar, he did not land immediately, but said in a loud voice: "Xuanyuan Sect members, listen to my order, set up the Ziwu Soul Locking Formation."

Everyone in the main altar heard his words and was extremely shocked.

Qiu Congxue, who had been depressed ever since Yin Hanjiang cut his flesh, suddenly brightened up his eyes. He grabbed Su Huai, who was sleeping with a book in his arms and drooling on the table, and laughed wildly: "Come on, disciple, follow me to set up the formation!"

"What, what formation?" Su Huai's mind was shaken by Qiu Congxue so much that the sea waves were surging. He immediately pulled out the Love-Destroying Stick and said, "What, what happened? Are there foreign invasions?"

"It's the Ziwu Soul-Locking Formation. I've only seen this formation once in three hundred years," Qiu Congxue licked his lips excitedly. "A hundred years ago, Wen Ren'e and Yin Hanjiang attacked the headquarters. The old sect master was attacked by the Burning Heaven Drum. When he was dying, he asked us to set up the Ziwu Soul-Locking Formation to seal the two of them."

At that time, the sky and the earth were dark, and day and night were reversed. Hundreds of masters of Xuanyuan Sect set up the formation. The wounded Wen Ren'e and Yin Hanjiang were trapped in the formation. Everyone thought they would die at that time. Qiu Congxue, who had a sword in the head, protected the formation desperately, determined to trap the two of them to death.

The formation lasted for three days and three nights. When everyone thought they were going to die in the Ziwu Soul Locking Formation, the two stars of Qisha Pojun in the sky shone brilliantly. A blood-red magic sword and the Qisha Halberd rushed out of the Soul Locking Formation together. Wen Ren'e flew out to recall the Qisha Halberd. The blood sword turned into Yin Hanjiang, and fell down dying. Wen Ren'e grabbed it and held it in his arms with one hand.

"It's admirable that you can force me to this extent," Wen Ren'e said slowly, "I thought that the Xuanyuan Sect was all evil, and no one could be spared. Now it seems that I can take care of it."

The long halberd was swung, and the stars of the North Dipper and the South Dipper descended star power, and the star map took shape above Wen Ren'e's head.

The will to fight made Wen Ren'e feel no pain in his body and soul. The star power replenished his overdrawn true energy. The black robe fell, and the starlight flickered on Wen Ren'e's back.

That was not a deliberate practice of the mind, but the scars left by Wen Ren'e when he was still a mortal and survived a near-death experience on the battlefield.

The scars miraculously formed the star map of the fourteen main stars, which continuously absorbed the star power. The Seven Killing Halberds swung, and the star power spread out. All the more than one hundred disciples who set up the formation at that time were severely injured.

At that moment, Wen Ren'e stood at the top of the sky with Yin Hanjiang in his arms. All the people of Xuanyuan Sect who were thinking of trapping and killing him just now, as long as they could get up, knelt on the ground with their hands on the ground and their heads bowed deeply.

They knelt for Wen Ren'e's strength of one against a hundred, for the courage of only two people to kill Xuanyuan Sect, and for the wonders in the sky full of stars.

From that moment on, Wen Ren'e was a well-deserved Demon Lord.

The Ziwu Soul Locking Formation also became the secret formation of Xuanyuan Sect. As long as Wen Ren'e was there, this formation would never be needed, even when the battle between good and evil was not performed.

And today, Yin Hanjiang was about to activate the Ziwu Soul Locking Formation. What kind of enemy was worthy of his caution?

"It was from that time that your master made up his mind to advance to the Mahayana stage, and then he mustered up the courage to enter the hungry ghost realm." Qiu Congxue said, "I was afraid of pain and death before, but then I realized that cultivation is like sailing against the current, and only the word "courage" can determine the outcome!"

But your "courage" should be written as "reckless"... Su Huai pursed his lips and didn't say it out loud, he was worried that his master would beat him.

"The Ziwu Soul Locking Formation requires at least ninety-nine masters above the Nascent Soul Stage, and I don't know if we can get so many people together," Qiu Congxue said, "Let's go, Master will take you to watch the fun."

Qiu Congxue and Su Huai were the first to arrive, followed by Zhong Liqian, and Shu Yanyan came with a dozen subordinates after a while, all of whom were above the Nascent Soul Stage.

Baili Qingmiao fell gently. At this moment, Wen Ren'e had already left her body. She said to Zhongli Qian, "Brother Zhongli."

Zhongli Qian rarely took off the blindfold, looked at Baili Qingmiao's condition, and put the blindfold back despite the dizziness. He was relieved and said, "You have entered the Tao."

"I still have to thank all the seniors for their help." Baili Qingmiao said softly.

"Who is the purpose of the Ziwu Soul Locking Formation?" Shu Yanyan asked.

"It's He Wenchao, and also the Blood Demon." Baili Qingmiao said, "Master Yin broke into the Shangqing Sect alone and captured He Wenchao. At this time, He Wenchao was only in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but the Blood Demon was difficult to deal with and still had to be sealed."

"Yin Hanjiang captured He Wenchao, and you didn't stop him?" Shu Yanyan didn't care about He Wenchao's life or death. She looked at Baili Qingmiao with a little concern.

Shu Hufa didn't touch love, but admired lovers. She had a slight crush on Baili Qingmiao, she liked this simple, unpretentious, kind and undemanding woman. If possible, Shu Yanyan hoped that Baili Qingmiao could be treated the best. Unfortunately, fate played tricks on her. Such a passionate love met a heartless man.

Baili Qingmiao smiled obediently: "Thank you Miss Shu for your concern. Baili has seen through the world and is practicing the ruthless way."

Hearing her call herself "Miss Shu", it was obvious that she was thinking of the past. Shu Yanyan smiled and said, "When we first met, you were still a little girl who would get mad at me and my senior brother. More than forty years have passed, and you have become a leader on this road to heaven."

The beautiful woman looked up at the sky and sighed, "The road to Shu is difficult, more difficult than ascending to heaven. The road to Shu is so difficult, let alone this vast sky? There are countless dead bones under the road, and the slightest mistake will destroy the soul. If you can't find someone who can join hands with you to go against the sky, it's better to cut off all feelings and love and go on the road alone."

She said this to Baili Qingmiao, and also to herself. It is one thing to be moved, and it is another thing to be willing to take risks for this heartbeat.

She, Shu Yanyan, has never been a person who indulges in love. Only strong strength is what she pursues!

Shu Hufa did not look at Zhong Liqian, but Zhong Liqian understood. He was blinded by his eyes but not his heart. Zhong Liqian always understood the kindness of this smart woman, and he also admired Shu Hufa. Zhong Liqian never said it because he knew that this femme fatale would live forever and freely and would never be bound by anything.

But... Zhong Liqian felt the fierce murderous intent in the sky and thought that if it was like these two, a love that supported each other would not be bad.

It is difficult to ascend to heaven, and it is even more difficult to find a close friend.

"Are all the people here?" Yin Hanjiang said coldly, "Set up the formation!"

The square in front of the main altar of Xuanyuan Sect was originally a huge formation. Ninety-eight masters stood in positions that matched their own attributes, and the position in the middle was left for Yin Hanjiang.

Yin Hanjiang carried the unconscious He Wenchao down, covered the Burning Heaven Drum above the main altar, and activated the formation.

The true essence of the ninety-nine masters began to operate with Yin Hanjiang as the center. He wanted to control the power of so many masters with his own strength, and direct it to He Wenchao, completely sealing him.

Logically speaking, He Wenchao was only in the foundation-building stage at present, so he didn't need to be so strict. But Yin Hanjiang had read "The Destroyer God II". In the book, He Wenchao also met with countless disasters, and was even forced to self-destruct his Nascent Soul once. However, as long as he was not completely killed, he could always revive and crush his opponents with stronger strength.

In this regard, Yin Hanjiang had to be cautious. He not only had to guard against the Blood Demon, but also against He Wenchao.

Therefore, he made an exception and opened the Ziwu Soul Locking Formation. If this formation was used for attack, it would have the power to destroy a civilization with one strike. If it was used to trap someone, even a Daluo Jinxian would not be able to escape.

The formation lasted for seven days and seven nights. During this period, Wen Ren'e's spell failed, the Blood Demon woke up, and there were many blood shadows in the formation. He Wenchao, an ordinary cultivator, actually let out the roar of a monster.

"You guys, you guys! If I were in my prime, what would the mere Ziwu Soul Locking Formation do to me! When I get out of this, I will absorb the blood souls of all of you!!" the Blood Demon Ancestor roared.

He had absorbed the power of seventeen masters before, and was very difficult to deal with at this moment. The disciples with low skills were already unable to hold on, and even Shu Yanyan was gradually losing strength.

Only Yin Hanjiang did not move at all. He pointed at the Blood Demon Ancestor with one hand, continuously injecting his true essence into the formation to consume the Blood Demon's power. With the other hand, he quickly pinched the spiritual formula, and the Burning Heaven Drum made loud sounds, and each time it made the blood color fade a lot.

After seven days and seven nights of stalemate, the Blood Demon Ancestor's true essence was exhausted, and he was burned by the Burning Heaven Fire, and finally he could not bear it.

Yin Hanjiang was actually at the end of his strength, but his expression remained unchanged. He managed to hold on until the Blood Demon Ancestor was exhausted and still maintained his dignity. His voice was not at all chaotic. He shouted in a low voice: "You have ruined the reputation of my Lord and attempted to assassinate the Lord twice in the Netherworld Blood Sea. Blood Demon Ancestor, kneel down!"

With a roar, Yin Hanjiang pressed his fingers down forcefully, and ninety-nine black and white airs sank into He Wenchao's body. The Blood Demon Ancestor struggled for a long time with the help of He Wenchao's body, and finally ran out of strength and knelt down on his knees facing Yin Hanjiang.

The black and white air locked his true essence tightly, making it difficult for him to escape.

Yin Hanjiang's body had been hollowed out, but his face remained calm. He said to his disciple, "Throw him into the water dungeon and have the ghost cultivators guard him day and night. Notify me immediately if there is any unusual movement!"

After recovering his illness, his disciple's power increased greatly and he said delightedly, "As you command!"

"You two," Yin Hanjiang pointed to Shu Yanyan and Qiu Congxue, "watch Baili Qingmiao for a month. She has not yet reached the Mahayana stage of the ruthless way. I'm afraid something will confuse her mind and she will let He Wenchao go out of her soft heart."

He added, "Master Miao, take the righteous disciples to find Master Zhongli and discuss a way with him so that those righteous people will not dare to disobey my invitation.

"Master Ruan, follow Master to the water dungeon to set up the formation for guarding. You have the strongest defensive armor. If there is an accident, try your best to protect the ghost cultivators before I get here."

"As you command, I obey. "Everyone said in unison.

At this moment, Yin Hanjiang has proved with his own strength that he is absolutely capable of becoming a new Demon Lord.

After taking back the Burning Heaven Drum, Yin Hanjiang returned to Wen Ren'e's room, covering his heart and holding on.

The inner demon, the forced use of the Burning Heaven Drum, and the opening of the Ziwu Soul Locking Formation, no matter which one, made Yin Hanjiang unbearable, but he did it.

"Your Majesty, I finally... subdued the Blood Demon." Yin Hanjiang smiled, although he was tired, but he was happy.

He was obsessed with revenge, even if Wen Ren'e was still alive, he would have revenge! Not only to vent his anger, but also to announce to the world that the Demon Lord I am protecting, you can't even think of touching a hair, if you want to kill Wen Ren'e, you must pass Yin Hanjiang first.

"You did very well, better than me." An "illusion" who was the least like Your Majesty came over and whispered to Yin Hanjiang.

"Are you Your Majesty?" Yin Hanjiang looked at him confusedly.

"Close your eyes. "

Yin Hanjiang closed his eyes obediently.

Wen Ren'e slowly touched his head in the void. Yin Hanjiang, you did a great job.

Unknowingly, fifteen days had passed.

Wen Ren'e took advantage of Yin Hanjiang closing his eyes, lowered his head slightly, kissed his lips, and put his forehead against his forehead.

Even though there was no entity at this time, Yin Hanjiang still felt a hint of warmth on his lips.

What happened? He wondered.

As he thought about it, he felt sleepy, and even his soul fell asleep. Wen Ren'e entered Yin Hanjiang's sea of ​​consciousness and began the second soul treatment.