114. The ancestor of the Demon Cult (ask for a recommendation vote!ask for a collection!)

Looking at the mirror, Chen Luoyang scratched his head a little.

The lava floated and sank, but it didn't look like it was damaged.

Even the frames, which look like metal, are jet black.

It looks ordinary, but it seems that the scorching heat of the surrounding fire lava does not exist.

Not to mention melting, even the temperature seems to remain the same.

Nothing on its own.

However, with the current environment, it is almost like writing "I am a baby" and "I am not simple" on the mirror.

Chen Luoyang muttered in his heart.

Can such a world make such a good thermal insulation material?

What's the point of the tech tree?

The frame is just that, what is the material of the mirror?

Or should science not be taught in this metaphysical world?

Putting the crankiness out of his mind, he glanced at the boy in his arms out of the corner of his eye.

The little guy was expressionless at the moment, with a serious face.

His eyes flickered slightly with a blue and black sheen, staring at the sea of lava and fire below.

Ever since the Stygian Sea Curse Seal was opened, Chen Luoyang could feel that the little guy in his arms had changed his attitude towards him.

Hugged by him in his arms, he was no longer so relaxed, but his body tensed, and he seemed to be full of guard.

Under the opening of the Stygian Sea Curse Seal, Xiao Su Yuan's emotions became extremely indifferent.

The malice towards other living beings is getting heavier and heavier.

In turn, he has become sensitive and wary of his existence that has the ability to threaten him.

Although Chen Luoyang didn't show any malice, at such a close distance, the little guy could faintly feel its strength, and he was roughly sure that this was a behemoth that he couldn't match at the moment.

Not only is he powerless to devour his soul, but if the other party has malicious intentions, he is in danger.

Under the influence of the Stygian Sea Curse Seal, the little guy just became emotionally thin and his mind became cold and murderous, but he would not go berserk and see who killed whom.

Therefore, he was honestly held by Chen Luoyang at the moment, and he did not dare to act rashly, so as not to be strangled by this more powerful existence.

He will do whatever Chen Luoyang asks him to do.

Like a domesticated beast.

And Chen Luoyang also has a general understanding of this little guy's current state.

So he was always on the lookout.

Seeing the strange mirror at this time, Chen Luoyang remained silent, and secretly adjusted the strength of the confrontation between himself and Zhu Rong Burning Heaven Array and the earth fire lava.

The pressure on the Stygian Sea Spell gradually increased.

The blue-black abyssal ice sea is obviously starting to thin out.

The little guy in Chen Luoyang's arms showed a hard look on his face.

He moved slightly, as if he were about to struggle.

Looking up, he looked up at Chen Luoyang's double pupils that were looking down.

The dark golden brilliance was gone, and the jet-black luster flickered again.

Chen Luoyang smiled slightly and did not speak.

The little guy was helpless, his calf couldn't twist his big arm, so he could only continue to grit his teeth and work hard.

The thousands of incantations and the Stygian Sea born from his eyebrow sigil gradually melted and shrunk like ice and snow.

In the end, the little guy couldn't hold on.

The little blue-black ocean left automatically retracted into the center of his eyebrows, re-forming the sigil, and then the sigil only flickered for a moment, and then faded away.

The blue and black light in Xiao Su Yuan's eyes also dissipated.

His gaze became lively again, and the expression on his face became vivid.

However, he just glanced at his own sect leader blankly, and then felt a wave of sleepiness hit him, and immediately fell asleep on his stomach in Chen Luoyang's arms.

Chen Luoyang immediately readjusted the strength of the Zhurong Burning Heaven Array, so as not to be unable to withstand the upwelling magma below.

He looked at Xiao Su Yuan in his arms and nodded with satisfaction.

Because he had forcibly killed Sixth Elder Zhou Pancheng under the interference of Great Elder Xie Chong before, Chen Luoyang now had to try to retain his own strength.

Temporarily suppressing the seal can be achieved by consuming the Stygian Curse Seal to a certain level and causing it to automatically sleep in order to preserve itself.

When this matter is completely over, Chen Luoyang has plenty of money, and then he will use the power of Emperor Wu to completely suppress the curse seal.

He turned his gaze back to the sea of magma fire below.

A small black dot floats and sinks in the lava.

Chen Luoyang held the child in one hand, and made a move downward with the other hand.

Then he took the little black dot and flew up and came to him.

Chen Luoyang carefully looked at this strange mirror and looked at himself reflected in the mirror.

The god and demon order on his body did not react.

Chen Luoyang muttered in his heart, it was difficult to tell if this was a treasure belonging to the Demon Sect or from somewhere else.

He reached out and tried to touch the mirror.

The temperature on the ancient mirror is indeed as usual, as if it has not been affected by the earthfire lava at all, and it is completely abnormal at the moment.

But what made Chen Luoyang care more was that when he came into contact with the ancient mirror, the illusory mysterious black pot in his mind actually flashed with brilliance, and dark golden light patterns covered the body and lid of the pot.

Then, on the black mirror, a dark golden light also bloomed.

After the mirror light flashed like water waves, the mirror surface really fluctuated like the surface of the water.

A dark shadow emerges from it.

Chen Luoyang retreated vigilantly.

And I saw that what emerged from the mirror seemed to be a human figure.

The figure was pitch black, falling in the red light transformed by the Zhurong Burning Heaven Array, supported by the red light, hovering in mid-air, facing Chen Luoyang.

The black mirror, on the other hand, returned to normal and did not react at all.

It seems that the value and purpose of its existence is to store this figure.

But Chen Luoyang faintly felt that the mirror itself was more special.

It's just that I haven't figured out the clue yet, so the mirror doesn't react.

However, the pitch-black figure in front of him shook slightly.

The divine and demonic orders on Chen Luoyang's body did not react to the mirror, but faced this figure, faintly inducing.

And the pitch-black figure seemed to suddenly have life at this moment, and its closed eyes opened automatically.

The black light in his eyes flickered, exactly the same as Chen Luoyang's eyes.

...... A certain ancestor of the Demon Cult!

A thought flashed in Chen Luoyang's heart.

Cultivating the Heavenly Demon Blood and holding the Divine Demon Order, there is no other possibility except for the Demon Sect Masters of the past dynasties.

But the question is, which one is this?

Chen Luoyang was a little difficult.

The statue of the Demon Sect is dedicated to the ancient gods and demons such as Pangu, Fuxi, Nuwa, Chiyou, Zhurong, and Xuanming.

The ancestors of the ancestors did not erect statues.

So Chen Luoyang was very dazed.

And as far as he knows so far, although this martial arts powerhouse on the vast land of Shenzhou has good combat effectiveness, and it is not a problem to push mountains and reclaim the sea to change the landform, but the lifespan does not seem to be exaggerated.

If it is an old-timer who has become history, is this rebirth after death, or is it a fetal breath that barely leaves a glimmer of life to be awakened?

However, Chen Luoyang did not relax his vigilance because the other party was a senior of the Demon Sect.

After observing it quietly, he secretly knew it in his heart.

The black figure in front of him is similar to the golden body relics of Buddhist monks after they have been seated.

This old-timer is already a dead man strictly speaking.

However, there is still a wisp of remnant soul intent that has survived to this day.

Chen Luoyang was relieved.

The two sides looked at each other, and the same jet-black light was intertwined.

A loud voice rang out.

"I am the ancestor of the ancient god religion, I will not die until now, waiting for the future generations, all the descendants of my god religion, abide by my edict, the stakes are very high, remember to remember ......"

"Bang!"

Before the words were finished, the black figure was kicked over!

Then one foot is placed on the face of the figure.

The eyes of the portrait flashed black.

Above, Chen Luoyang looked down at him expressionlessly.

"You're the first Sect Master to build the main altar on the crater?"