There were two faint sounds of walking in the corridor: one light and slow, but as if preoccupied, and the other sonorous and powerful, as if it was inevitable. Both of them are young and promising demons, and they are walking to the demon king's dormitory.

The Demon King has to decide the next heir.

The Demon King is the third successor of the Demon Clan, and he is three hundred and ninety-two years old this year, and he has two sons under his knees, who are the two demons who are on the way. The eldest son's name is Yan Zhan, and he was born to a side witch. The demons are extremely demanding on blood, and not the most ancient races will not combine. But the demon woman is very dangerous when she gives birth, and if she doesn't control it, she will have to worry about her life, because the young son will rob the mother's essence in the womb to strengthen herself, and when he was born, he absorbed the essence of his mother's body, and his mother died in childbirth, so he showed great strength and strong character since he was a child, and because his mother died because of him, he was irritable and violent; Because his mother was alive, Yan Zhan had always hated him, and he understood his brother's feelings and had always endured it. Later, his mother committed suicide, he was grief-stricken, and his mother's death did not make Yan Zhan forgive him, and the relationship between the two became more and more estranged.

Why did Yan Che's mother commit suicide? But his mother's death made the three generations of demon kings protect and cherish this little son even more.

The two men met around the corner of the hallway, looking at each other. Yan Che avoided his gaze, and Yan Zhan glared angrily, approached Yan Che and said, "I tell you, if my father passes the throne to me, you'd better disappear from my eyes forever, otherwise don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood." Yan Che avoided answering, and when Yan Zhan left, he slowly followed him. Outside the demon king's bedroom, there was an old man with a tough body, who said that he was an old man, but in the age of the demon clan, he should only be considered middle-aged and elderly, but his hair and beard were a little white, and he looked older. He held a book in his hand, in the demon world, this is called the "Book of Eternity", which records the desolation from ancient times to the present, and is an encyclopedia that has existed in the world since the opening of heaven and earth. The holder of the book is the prime minister of the dynasty called "Ten Thousand Demons", and the brother of the demon king "Yan Tiege".

Yan Tiege saw the two of them coming and beckoned them to hurry up. The two of them were about to salute in front of him, and he waved them to hurry into the room.

In the room, a dying old man was lying on the bed, with much more gray hair than Yan Tiege, staring blankly at the ceiling. There are two long horns on the head that rise from the forehead to the top of the head, but they seem to fall off at any moment. The length of the horns is a testament to the vicissitudes that the deity has experienced. This is the third demon king, the ruler of the demon world, "Yan Tiexin". At the door of the room, Yan Tiege and the three stopped, and he called softly at the door: "Brother, the nephews are here." There was no sound in the room, but then Yan Tiege spoke as if it was silent, comprehending the meaning of the demon king who was silent on the bed, and said, "The demon king signaled that you can go in." I'm not going in. Yan Che and Yan Zhan were surprised in their hearts, thinking that this brother still had such a tacit understanding. Then one after the other walked into the room.

The room was so dark that I couldn't see the old man's face clearly. Probably because the demon king deliberately didn't want his son to see his old face, so he didn't light the lamp. "Come here. There was a weak voice on the bed, and the two brothers stepped forward and knelt beside the bed. Soon, the Demon King got up and sat on the bed with his body on his back. He turned his face to look at the children, as if remembering the scene when they were still children, and they could still be held in their arms. At this time, his face could vaguely see the sadness of wanting to cry without tears, which was the desolation of a person who was about to die.

Demon people have no tears.

He asked the children to raise their heads, and the two slowly looked up at the Demon King. The Demon King asked, "Do you know why you two were called over?" Yan Zhan replied: "The father asked his son to come, and the son came, no need for a reason." The Demon King chuckled, thinking that this eldest son was really competitive, and he had lost the opportunity for others to answer, knowing that today was the day of succession, and he had to appear to know nothing. The Demon King fiddled with his body, sat cross-legged on the bed, and said to them, "I feel like my time is short. As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two children were different: the eldest son looked incomprehensible, saying that his father was living with heaven and the sky, his body was strong, and he could enjoy another 300 years of prosperity, so he should not say such a depressing word, and the younger son had a sad face, saying that his father was going to leave him like his mother. Hearing this, Yan Zhan got up and scolded Yan Che, but was stopped by the Demon King. After Yan Zhan knelt down again, the Demon King spoke: "Today is to decide which of you can inherit the throne. I originally wanted to pass on the throne to Tie Ge, but he refused, saying that he had no intention of taking the throne, and that it was difficult to continue without children under his knees. He is a person I know, and I can't touch things that I don't like to touch, so I gave up this boring throne to me. The country cannot be left without an owner for a day, so one of you must take over the Demon Realm and lead our Demon Realm to continue to prosper. How to decide? Let the Demon Venerable Flame Demon choose. Then he stretched out his hands and urged the magic in his body to create a black vortex from his chest, and then a pitch-black sword flew out of the vortex and stopped behind the two children.

The sword was suspended in the air, and the sword body was wrapped with a cold black sword qi, and the pattern on it was a burning flame, but it was a black sword body. The sword grid is like the horns on their heads, and at first glance it is a thing that kills the evil of the underworld. What's even more surprising is that the sword actually spoke: "Yan Tiexin, I didn't expect that you have fallen to this point in the first demon king, and it is really a shame for my demon clan to be so embarrassed." ”

The demon king bowed his head and replied ashamedly: "The younger generation has failed to live up to the ancestors, and today I want to pass on the throne to the descendants, hoping that the ancestors can choose the descendants from the two and inherit the unification of the demon clan." The magic sword sneered, "Hmph, you are so incompetent, and your child is no better." You two who have not dried up, and if any of you can bear my black flame, I will recognize him as its host. I remind you that the black flame will not be extinguished unless it burns everything burned, you have to gamble with your lives!" The demonic energy wrapped around the sword body suddenly transformed into a black flame, this flame is different from ordinary red fire, it will not be extinguished when it encounters water, it will not be extinguished when it is extinguished when it is fired, and it will not be extinguished if it is ignited by black flame, and it is extremely vicious. The demons call it the fire of annihilation, and without the heart of the overlord to manipulate the black flame, it will set itself on fire.

Yan Zhan got up and was eager to try. Without thinking, he reached out to take the sword, and as soon as he touched the hilt of the sword, Hei Yan went up, Yan Zhan screamed in pain, the green tendons burst out, and his luck competed with Hei Yan. But this black flame can even burn with power, and continuous exercise will only make the fire never stop, like setting fire to self-immolation. Yan Zhan's qi fought with the black flame, intensifying the black flame even more violently, and the black fire filled the entire room. However, Yan Zhan still didn't let go, the sleeve of his right hand had already been burned, and the skin and flesh were sizzling like meat on the grill. As he gritted his teeth, the Fire Demon flew into Yan Zhan's heart. In Yan Zhan's heart, a cloud of black smoke appeared in front of him, and the black smoke made a dull voice: "Boy, you don't have the ability to bear me yet, let it go, otherwise you will die." Don't think that my descendants can do whatever you want, but weigh yourself first. And Yan Zhan also replied in his heart: "Impossible! I am the strongest demon, my mother passed on the strongest qi of her clan to me, the demon clan will rise again because of me, from now on we will not just live in this dark abyss, you give me the power quickly!" And Yan Zhan was still holding the magic sword, and the black flame had already wrapped around his whole body, and he would burn him to death at any time. Yan Che saw that his brother was in such pain, and then looked at his father, Yan Tiexin just sat and did not have any mercy for the child's pain. Yan Che stepped forward to push the sword away. Unexpectedly, as soon as he held the hilt of the sword, the black flame also entwined up. But the black flame did not spread to him again, and Yan Che's arm was scorched, but it continued to be reborn. The fire demon was very puzzled in his heart, and also flew into the world in Yan Che's heart. When Yan Che saw his ancestors, he knelt down to intercede for his brother, hoping that Yan Zhan would not hurt Yan Zhan, saying that he had no intention of taking the throne, only Yan Zhan was suitable, and then let Yan Zhan become the demon king. He said that he was not interested in the throne, and the Yan Demon laughed when he heard this: "The demons do not tolerate waste, what is the point of your intercession for waste." When you say this, you think you will be able to control me? Let me ask you, why can you heal yourself?" Yan Che replied: "My mother is a descendant of Nuwa, and my mother is invincible to all kinds of poisons, and her injuries can be cured at any time, probably the younger generation has obtained her mother's inheritance. “

"Hahaha", after listening to Yan Che's answer, Yan Demon laughed, "I can't imagine that my clan can still combine with Nuwa's descendants, what a coincidence this is from a thousand years ago." Could it be fate?" the flame demon seemed to remember the past events of the beginning of the flood wilderness, the opening of the heavens of Pangu, and the Haotian of the universe. "Boy, I decided to let you try. ”

Hearing that Yan Demon made himself the demon king, Yan Che decisively refused: "I also ask the ancestors to take back their lives, I have no interest in power, and I don't have the confidence to lead the demon tribes." My brother's personality is a little anxious, and he has some resentment towards me, but it's all for the sake of the demon clan's strength. Please also ask the ancestors to choose the Yan War. “

The flame demon was even more surprised: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about? How many people have fought for me, today the old man gave you a face, and you actually refused me!"

Yan Che replied more affirmatively this time: "Please also ask the ancestors to choose someone else!"

Yan Che's refusal did not provoke the anger of the Yan Demon, but the Yan Demon smiled happily: "You kid is very interesting. You don't want an old man, the old man wants to choose you! What the demons want to do, no one can stop them. As soon as Yan Che wanted to speak, the fire demon had already flown away from his inner world, and in front of him was already his father's dormitory, as well as a dazzling black sword. The sword flew up, and the head of the sword stabbed at Yan Che's chest, but it didn't hurt him, and the sword flew into Yan Che's body. Yan Che and the magic sword were merging into one, his body was like a wave rolling, making him miserable, his crimson pupils sometimes had black flames drifting by, and his body was also bursting with green tendons, and from time to time black qi was exposed. The last force was about to burst out from his body, and Yan Che looked up to the sky and roared, and black flames erupted from his mouth and rushed through the roof of the building. The demon world is dark, only the faint light of the earth and the light of magma, but most of the demon people can see in the darkness that the demon capital is rekindled with a great power, and the black flame can actually be dazzling in the dark, which makes people surrender and sigh. All the people of the Demon Realm who saw this scene knelt down one by one to welcome the next Demon King to succeed to the throne, turning a new page in the history of the Demon Realm.