Chapter 924

"It ran away!!"

Hei Fangshan fell from the sky, and his spiritual sense penetrated into the ground, but he could no longer find the trace of the so-called celestial demon, and his face could not help but become ugly.

"Thank you, thank you Senior Black for helping!"

"Thank you senior!"

...

Many Nascent Soul practitioners who had survived the catastrophe came to thank them one after another. If Heifangshan hadn't appeared in time, they would have died.

Hei Fangshan nodded and didn't say anything more. At this moment, he was thinking, this time, the Heavenly Demon God's Palace is really special. Although Hei Fangshan himself entered the Heavenly Demon God's Palace for the first time, his two senior brothers But they have all been here. Before Heifangshan came, the two also introduced the situation to Heifangshan, but the two of them did not know the existence of heavenly demons in advance.

The old man just now had two wings and a fish tail. These are the characteristics of the Heavenly Demon, but if it was there before, it would be impossible for the two brothers to miss such a big news, so Hei Fangshan can conclude that this Heavenly Demon God's Mansion Something must have happened inside, and the demons will appear strangely.

At this time, Wan Chengtian, Wan Xingyun and many other cultivators from the Valley of Beasts also rushed over, looking at Heifangshan's somewhat ugly face, and then looking at the broken arm in the flames on the ground, everyone's hearts tightened, and there was a sense of disbelief. good feeling.

Seeing that Hei Fangshan was silent, Wan Chengtian asked more anxiously: "Shanzu, this is..."

Hei Fangshan's face was ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "This time, it is different from the past, with double wings and fish tails, it is indeed a celestial demon, but its strength is only half a step, but it is difficult to maintain a more powerful celestial monster. behind!"

"What? Shanzu, is there really a celestial demon? Didn't the celestial demon go extinct long ago?"

Wanxingyun's face changed drastically, and said with a bit of paleness.

He knew about the legend of the celestial monster. It was the guardian holy beast of the Taikoo Feng Clan. It was synonymous with blood and blood in the ancient times. , then it will be difficult to do next.

"Extinction is just a legend. There may be bloodlines circulating in the world, and it may even be resurrection!"

Speaking of this, Hei Fangshan's face became even more ugly.

The people around are also headed by Heifangshan. At this time, their faces changed drastically when they heard this, and they were resurrected? What kind of concept is this, the resurrection of the celestial monster in the ancient times, isn't that the old monster that has lived for more than 200,000 years? What a terrifying state that cultivation base will reach, just thinking about it makes everyone feel the scalp numb.

"Shanzu, what should we do then?"

Wan Chengtian's face reluctantly softened and said.

After all, he is the head of a sect, not something a junior like Wanxingyun can compare with!

"Using the strength to suckle, enter the inner palace of the heavenly demon as quickly as possible, seek the spiritual spring of the heavenly demon, and leave immediately. This time, I have a very bad premonition, and I must be extremely cautious in every next step. One wrong step, and the price is likely to be destruction!"

Black Fangshan said again with a serious look on his face.

"The Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts belongs to the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, do your best to crack the demon pattern, and move forward with extreme speed!"

Wan Chengtian nodded after hearing this, and immediately roared.

Everyone no longer hesitated, and they didn't hold back at all. They were joking. It was a demon, synonymous with blood. If you were not careful, you might lose your life. Who would dare to keep it.

At this time, Wanxingyun was still in a daze, and everything today was a bit big for him!

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The tomb of the demon, the underground tomb.

"This little devil, the more you look at it, the more you look at it. If you didn't need your body to steal the spirit, the deity would really consider accepting you as a disciple. It's a pity, but boy, it's not the deity's fault. You can only blame it on Lan Ran. Feng, if it wasn't for him, this deity would not have made such a move, and it's also your fault!"

The handsome man sat on a chair, a wine glass was full of blood, and he took a few sips from time to time. His eyes became brighter as he looked at the scene in the light curtain turned by the demon pattern in front of him, and his mouth kept talking. on.

Bright red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and smeared across the skin covered with blue lin and seven-colored demon patterns, with a bit of strangeness.

"Cough cough!"

Suddenly, the handsome man coughed a few mouthfuls of blood, his face turned pale, and he said angrily: "What's wrong, it's so slow this time!"

According to the previous speed, Chiwei should be back soon, but he didn't want it to be so slow this time.

At this moment, the handsome man saw a flash of red light in front of his eyes.

"Bang!"

A figure fell to the ground, it was the red-haired old man, and now his appearance is very miserable, many wounds on his body are bleeding, and one of the wings behind him has been cut off!

"Master, I failed!"

Chiwei slowly got up from the ground, knelt in front of the handsome man and said stiffly.

"reason!"

The handsome man said with a cold voice.

According to him, the people who enter this demon realm are basically half-step divine tribulation practitioners. Occasionally, there are a few who are new to divine calamity, but they also need to suppress their cultivation in half-step divine calamity, and Chiwei is just like Like a puppet, after receiving his own order, he will do his best to kill the opponent, and he will not retreat unless he has no confidence at all.

Under such circumstances, how could anyone still be Chiwei's opponent?

"Reporting to the master, it is a peak cultivator who suppressed his cultivation. I am not his opponent and can only retreat!"

If Chi Wei was born with a dead face, his expression did not change in the slightest, and he said stiffly again.

"A cultivator at the peak of the divine calamity? Is the formation of the divine palace so weak?"

The handsome man's brows furrowed. In the past, with the formation of the seven orifices of the Heavenly Demon God's Palace, even if the cultivation base was suppressed, it was impossible for a cultivator in the divine catastrophe period to enter, let alone a cultivator at the peak of a divine catastrophe. It is also impossible for cultivators who have entered the calamity to enter.

But now, the cultivators at the peak of the divine calamity can enter after suppressing their cultivation base. It can be seen that the formation has been eroded by the years.

But the handsome man thinks about it again. After ten thousand years, everything will naturally change!

After thinking about it, the handsome man looked at Chi Wei and said coldly, "Chi Wei, do you know what failure means?"

"My subordinate understands!"

Chiwei, that is, the red-haired old man, said a stiff word again, and then he clenched the machete in his hand and suddenly swung it towards his neck.

"puff!"

Blood flowed, and a headless corpse lay in a pool of blood!

This is the rule of the Tianyao clan. Failure means death. The Tianyao family never allows failure. Because of this, every time the Tianyao clan fights against people, they are fighting for their lives. It is impossible to set off such a big bloody storm.

"Cough cough..."

The handsome man's face didn't show any concern, and Chi Wei's life and death had no impact on him. Suddenly, he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face became even paler.

I saw the seven-colored demon pattern on his body flickering, and he quickly absorbed some of the qi and blood he had just recovered.

"Damn, Lan Ranfeng, you bastard is ruthless!"

The handsome man's face was full of anger, and he could only curse the person who made him resent for thousands of years, and then he swept his gaze to the remaining seven statues.

"Orange-level demon pattern, transform!"

The handsome man roared, and a piece of orange demon pattern was punched out in his hand, and it fell on the statue of the old woman among the seven statues.

"Buzz!"

Those orange demon patterns fell on the statue of the old woman, and the statue of the old woman suddenly glowed with orange light.

"Orange guard, wake up!"

The handsome man gave a low drink, and another magic trick turned his fingers.

"Bang!"

The statue of the old woman suddenly shook, and the earth and stones all over her body shattered. The next moment, an orange-haired old woman wearing an orange robe and holding a cane appeared from it!

There was a look of confusion in his eyes, and after a short period of confusion, he flicked his fish tail and came to the handsome man. He looked at the handsome man, bowed and clasped his fists, and said in a somewhat stiff voice, "Master!"

"Yellow-level demon pattern, go!"

The handsome man ignored the old woman and roared again, and then a yellow demon pattern in his hand fell onto the statue of the middle-aged man among the seven statues.

"Buzz!"

Those yellow demon patterns landed on the statue of the middle-aged man, and the statue immediately spread out the yellow light.

"Huang Wei, wake up!"

The handsome man shouted again, another magic trick, and pointed it out.

"Bang!"

The statue of the middle-aged man was shocked, and the earth and rocks all over his body collapsed. Then, a yellow-haired middle-aged man in a yellow Taoist robe and holding a broad sword appeared from it!

The look of confusion in his eyes flashed, and then he flicked his fish tail and came to the handsome man, bowed and clasped his fists, and said with a somewhat stiff voice: "Master!"

In this voice, there is a little more vitality than the dead-like stiffness of the red-haired old man and the old woman before.

"The two of you entered the green-level demon realm for me to capture Nascent Soul. The minimum guarantee is that the Nascent Soul is a perfect Nascent Soul!"

The handsome man looked at the old woman and the middle-aged man and ordered.

"Yes! Master!"

"Yes! Master!"

The two of them said in unison, and the next moment, the orange and yellow demon patterns flashed on their bodies, and then their figures disappeared one after another.

"A god robbery cultivator? I want to see how many masters there are this time! Cough..."

The handsome man's pale face put on a cold smile.

The old woman and the red-haired old man are generally half-step gods, but they are the kind of half-step gods that are infinitely close to the gods, and the middle-aged man is a genuine gods cultivator. It will not suffer too much against a normal one-time cultivator.