Chapter 1 The Secret Record of Nine Secrets

On the high platform of Tianmo Peak, a black-robed man was sitting on the high platform holding his breath.

In the sky, the sun and the moon run side by side, and the warm sunshine and the cold moon shine on the earth at the same time. The man took a deep breath and turned his hands to the sky. The two rays of light instantly gathered together, shot at him at the same time, and merged into his palms, and the entire sky suddenly dimmed.

In an instant, the gloomy wind burst out, making a shrill roar, like the howling of thousands of evil ghosts.

The man's long flowing hair flew in the wind, revealing a sinister face.

As the two rays of light in the sky were inhaled into the body, the brilliance of the sun and the moon gradually became more and more dim, but the man's aura became stronger and stronger, and black gas began to emerge from his body.

Feeling the biting cold wind swept across his cheeks, the thick black air had already enveloped him, the man let out a long sigh and revealed a sinister smile.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud bang sounded, and the four peaks around Tianmo Peak suddenly exploded, and Tianmo Peak kept shaking. The man who was absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking the air, and seven streams of light arrived in an instant and landed in front of him. When the light dissipated, seven figures emitting a powerful momentum were revealed.

Unconsciously shaking his brows, the man looked at the seven people in front of him and said sullenly, "Don't you seven always look down on us cultivators of the devil's way, why are you coming to my Tianmo Peak today?"

"Hmph, Demon Emperor Zhuo Yifan, don't you know why we are here?" An old man with a white beard stroked his beard and looked at him with contempt.

Unconsciously, Zhuo Yifan tentatively said, "Old Sword Emperor, I don't understand what you mean."

"Hmph, don't pretend to be confused, and hand over the Jiuyou Secret Records to those who know each other." A Taoist nun stepped forward and shouted arrogantly.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but turn pale.

He only found the legendary cave mansion of the legendary Jiuyou Devil Emperor a month ago. After nine deaths, he finally obtained the Jiuyou Secret Record which recorded his unique skills in his life. How did these seven people get this news in such a short period of time?

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

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

The voice fell, and a light laughter suddenly sounded in the hollow mountain forest. Immediately afterwards, a handsome young man in white walked out from behind the seven people, looked at Zhuo Yifan with a slight salute, and said with a smile, "Hehehe...Master, are you looking for me?"

Staring gloomily at this hypocritical face, Zhuo Yifan said lightly: "I got the Jiuyou Secret Record, did you leak it to them?"

"Yes!" Zhao Cheng nodded and smiled.

"Then the mountain protection formation I set up was also untied by you?"

"Yes!" Zhao Cheng nodded again.

"Why, I don't treat you badly." Zhuo Yifan clenched his fists tightly, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

Although he is a cultivator of the magic path, he is not a person who kills indiscriminately, but just recklessly. Otherwise, they would have been eliminated by those defenders long ago. Especially for this Zhao Cheng, he was originally an orphan, and Zhuo Yifan accepted him as his apprentice because of his good aptitude. Unexpectedly, he was betrayed by him today.

Feeling that the murderous aura on Zhuo Yifan was getting stronger and stronger, although Zhao Cheng's face was still calm, he unconsciously moved two steps back and came to the side of the seven people.

"Master, you treat me like a mountain, and Zhao Cheng naturally understands it. But you shouldn't dominate the seat of the Eighth Emperor, let me live in your shadow forever, and you shouldn't cultivate alone after obtaining the Secret Record of Nine Serenities. Guard me like a thief, don't even show me a single glance."

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

How did Zhao Cheng know that Zhuo Yifan did this because he was afraid that his cultivation would not be enough, and rushing to comprehend the Jiuyou Secret Record would lead to confusion, so he had to understand it before teaching it to him.

Unexpectedly, in just one month, his wolf ambitions were exposed.

"Hahaha...Okay, well said. Zhao Cheng, you are really a good apprentice of Lao Tzu!"

Zhuo Yifan looked up to the sky and laughed, and the anger in his heart has risen to the extreme: "In this case, as a teacher, let you taste the taste of Jiuyou Milu."

"Zhuo Yifan, with the seven of us here, it's not your turn to be so presumptuous." The white-bearded old man stepped forward and stopped in front of Zhao Cheng, shouting loudly.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu is recognized as the head of the Eight Sovereigns in the Sanctuary. Even if you Seven Sovereigns go together, I won't take it seriously."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Yifan slapped Zhao Cheng with a palm.

In an instant, a black claw suddenly appeared in the sky and grabbed it with one claw.

His pupils shrank slightly, Zhao Cheng was already frightened and his face was defeated, and he hurriedly retreated.

The white-bearded old man suddenly drew his sword against the powerful pressure of the black claws. In an instant, a white sword light shot straight into the sky, instantly cutting the black claws into nothingness.

"Hmph, Jiuyou Milu, that's all." The white-bearded old man stood against the wind with his sword in hand, with disdain in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yifan smiled evilly, and put out his palms: "Old Sword Emperor, don't be too arrogant."

boom!

After a loud bang, thousands of black palm prints suddenly appeared in the sky like a thousand thunder, and they all pressed towards 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 panic.

"How is that possible? Could it be that he has already broken through to the holy rank?" The Sword Emperor couldn't help taking a deep breath when he saw that the entire sky was covered by the black seal.

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

Saint-level masters are simply not the existences that the seven emperors can deal with together.

Zhao Cheng's face was even more ashen, and he regretted it to death. Who would have thought that Zhuo Yifan, who had only practiced Jiuyou Milu for more than a month, would have become so strong.

"Hmph, damn traitor, this is your end." Zhuo Yifan looked at Zhao Cheng who was in a panic, and sneered again and again.

Swish!

Suddenly, a white light fell from above the clouds, passed through layers of black marks, and instantly came to Zhuo Yifan. Before he could react to what was going on, he was already penetrated by this ray of light.

puff!

A mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out, and thousands of black marks in the sky instantly turned into gurgling black gas and disappeared. Zhuo Yifan raised his pale cheeks and looked up at the sky, only to see a middle-aged man standing there, with a holy brilliance behind him.

"Saint!" Zhuo Yifan gritted his teeth unwillingly and muttered, already guessing the intention of the person who came.

"Devil Emperor Zhuo Yifan, this saint will take back the Devil Emperor's relics on behalf of the sanctuary. As long as you hand it over, this saint will save you from death." Looking down at everyone below, the middle-aged man's eyes seemed to be empty. If Zhuo Yifan didn't have Jiuyou Secret Records on his body, he probably wouldn't even bother to look at him.

This is the strongest saint in the sanctuary, even a powerhouse like an imperial master is like an ant in their eyes.

With a miserable smile, Zhuo Yifan took out a jade slip from his arms.

As soon as they saw this jade slip, everyone's eyes showed a strange brilliance, even the saint was no exception.

Swept towards everyone present with contempt, Zhuo Yifan sneered: "What guardian, what saint, isn't it a villain who wants to get rich? Even if I destroy the Jiuyou Secret Record today, I won't let it go. anyone gets it."

As soon as the voice fell, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from Zhuo Yifan's body.

"Oops, he's going to blow himself up."

The Sword Emperor's pupils shrank and flew out in a hurry, and the rest of the people hurried to keep up. Only the saint, with a gleam of panic and anger in his eyes, charged straight in the direction of Zhuo Yifan: "Stop."

With a smug smile on his face, Zhuo Yifan squeezed the jade slip into pieces when the saint came to him. Seeing the saint gnashing his teeth, Zhuo Yifan let out a hearty laugh.

boom!

With laughter, Zhuo Yifan exploded. The strong impact razed the entire Tianmo Peak to the ground.

When the smoke cleared, only the sage walked out of the dust with an angry look on his face, and his clothes were only cracked a few times.

"Saints are saints. In such a strong self-destruction, they are still safe and sound." The Sword Emperor came to the saints and deeply praised.

With a cold snort, the saint ignored him and turned to leave.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said, "The saint stays, the devil emperor Zhuo Yifan has many tricks. If he takes away others, he is the only one in the world who knows the contents of the Jiuyou Secret Record, and he will definitely find me in the future. revenge."

"Hmph, his self-destruction is a self-destruction with his soul, so what would he take to steal his body?" Flicking his sleeves, the saint disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

After hearing his words, everyone finally felt relieved.

With the presence of a saint, the master of the imperial rank wanted to let his soul escape by self-destruction, but he absolutely couldn't do it, but it was a pity that the Jiuyou Secret Record passed down by the ancient demon emperor.

Looking back at the ruins of Tianmo Peak, everyone has mixed feelings in their hearts, some are fortunate, some regret, and more are regrets...