Everywhere the black shadow passed, it was cold, and they all knew that it was just the young man on the throne, and his momentum was transformed.

So how high should his strength be?

Some people say it's the eighth order, some say it's the god level, and no one really knows.

Lai Shao, who had once dominated the world in Mtrance and was covered with blood, was already paralyzed on the ground at this time.

Those demons whose momentum was not facing around just now made these people feel a lot of pressure, not to mention Lai Shao, who was surrounded by terrifying qi.

I saw him tremble and say, "Lord Demon King, my lord wants me to bring you a message." ”

He didn't dare to dwell on Yu Yang's affairs, although Yu Yang was the illegitimate son of the Demon Tai Palace, he was also a key cultivation object of the Demon Clan, otherwise his status would not be higher than that of the eldest son of the Demon Tai Palace.

Besides, he didn't think that it would be like that, the Holy Son of the Elf Clan would be so evil.

"What?"

When the young man heard Lai Shao mention his master, he naturally knew who it was, and his response was very flat, as if nothing had happened just now, and he leaned back on the throne.

It's just that the dark shadow on the top wall still hasn't dissipated.

"My master said that the prophet and the other one were involved. ”

As soon as Lai Shao's words fell, the young man's body once again erupted with incomparable power.

The space suddenly darkened, and the black shadows on the top wall became agitated again, flying towards the demons below, and their whereabouts could not be seen in the darkness.

There were strange laughter and screams of horror, and in just a second, the darkness quickly receded.

Only then did I see that there were no less than ten fifth-order masters lying on the ground, and there was no life.

Lai Shao is not feeling well now, he just sensed that there are no less than a hundred black shadows attacking him in the darkness, if it wasn't for the young man to stop immediately, he really doesn't know what it looks like now.

As the darkness receded, those strange black shadows disappeared without a trace, and Lai Shao knelt on the ground, propped his hands forward, and kept panting.

Then the young man said, "Carry them out." ”

The demons present naturally knew what he meant, and several black-robed demons walked out of them and carried out the corpses of more than a dozen companions, but none of them dared to say anything disrespectful.

When the corpses were all carried away, he heard the young man whisper, "Mixiu, what do they want to do?"

All the sounds began to dim, and the inside of the hall seemed to have a shield of light, so that from the outside, it was no longer possible to see what was going on inside.

A drop of black ink flew out of the demonic energy, and the wind swayed and its whereabouts were unknown.

In the territory of the Shadow Clan, the abyss of terror.

It's still the roar of demons, and the sound of iron locks.

This is the ancient prison, and it is also the base camp of the Shadow Clan, a drop of ink quickly descends from the sky, and when it is about to land, it seems to touch an invisible diaphragm, and it evaporates instantly.

The Shadow Clan's main hall was still lined with scripture bookshelves and four huge pillars, and the old man who kept the scriptures glanced at the outside of the hall indifferently, and then withdrew his gaze.

There was no movement in his hand, as if he was waiting for something.

When the door of the temple opened, the slightest sound of footsteps was magnified countless times in the main hall, constantly echoing.

The person who came no longer concealed his whereabouts and walked directly towards the old man with the scroll in hand.

When I got closer, I saw the face of the person who came.

It can't be said to be a face, the person who came was wrapped in black fog, and he couldn't see the specific appearance clearly, but the breath on his body was very familiar.

"Crazy old. ”

Give it a bow.

The crazy old man didn't reply, just continued to place the scrolls, and then looked around, only then did he say helplessly, "Yingmo, you messed up the scrolls I just packed up again. ”

Shadow Mo seemed to have gotten used to the crazy old way of saying it, and walked to the corner to put the windswept scroll back on the bookshelf, only to hear the door of the temple slam shut and the howling wind in the hall also stopped.

"Crazy old man, why did the hall master allow Ying Tan to carry out that mission?"

Although Ying Mo didn't know what the specific strength of the mad old man in front of him was, he knew very well in his heart that the relationship between this old man and the hall master was extraordinary, so he was more respectful when he spoke.

Seeing that Yingmo was neither humble nor arrogant, the crazy old man showed a relieved mood at the right time, but he quickly covered it up.

It was at this time that the crazy old man's eyes suddenly changed, as if he noticed something and looked at the temple door.

It was a drop of black ink, exactly like the one that had fallen from the sky before, and it quickly disappeared when the crazy old man looked at it.

Shadow Mo followed the mad old man's gaze, but found nothing, but his eyes under the black fog were beating violently and irregularly.

Although the momentum of the crazy old man just now appeared very broken, he could also get a glimpse of a little qi.

It was no less terrifying than the eighth order.

I only heard the crazy old man sigh, "Yingmo, you can't come here in the future, and there are some things I have to tell you." ”

Without waiting for Shadow Mo to answer, the crazy old man continued, "Shadow Tan received that task because of his creation, his life is not something we can control, there was a force that followed you when you came in just now, and now I am temporarily blocking it." ”

After the crazy old man finished speaking, he looked at Shadow Ink deeply, he could see the fluctuations in Shadow Ink's heart through the thick black mist, "The person who connected with your fate has now arrived at that place, and he will soon be able to find the mission that you two need to complete, if you are still confused about your future, go find him." ”

The crazy old man said, put the last scripture scroll on the scripture shelf, and walked towards the secret door connected to the apse.

"Crazy old, crazy shadow. ”

Shadow Mo suddenly looked back at the crazy old man, and the crazy old man's words just now made him faintly feel like he was grasping something, and then he thought of the shadow of the old man.

In fact, he wanted to ask if he would be the future like Yingchen, just because he rarely speaks, and his expression is not very clear.

The crazy old man naturally knew what he meant, and his steps did not stop, but his murmur came from the air.

"Let's go to the elves to find Mi Xiu first. ”

Yes, the words just now, both in tone and in content, seem to be said by that person.

How did he get in touch with the higher-ups of the clan, this is a place where the stronger the strength, the more impossible it is to enter and exit.

"Shadow Ink commands!" Shadow Ink bowed to the secret door and left.

After coming out of the main hall, the surroundings were filled with the sound of crazy shouts and the sound of iron locks.

Rising from the bottom, passing through countless cages, from time to time a pair of bloodshot eyes would peek out of the darkness, and the gaze would be Ying Mo himself.

Every glance made him feel a piercing killing intent.

If it weren't for those cages, these ancient trolls would have swarmed and tore him apart.

"Elven Son. ”