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The Demon King has gone through calamities, and the power has been handed over to a few elders. The battle has lasted for three days and three nights, the soldiers of the Demon Domain have sworn to resist, the black flag with a red totem flutters under the city, the red magma is surrounded by a burst of magma along the cracked surface, and the black smoke can swallow these fighting creatures at any time.

The Demon Domain elders were anxious at this time, he was not afraid of these betrayers, rebels, those little Demon Domain warriors and intimidating kings were not afraid. The elders were all alive and well when the Demon Domain was first established, and they had experienced the War of the Gods, and the Demon War was much more immature in their eyes. What they are afraid of is that the seal of the ancient demonic beast has been unlocked, but there are four of them, they are "gluttonous, chaotic, arrogant, and poor" sealed in the east, west, north and south respectively. Although I can't see them, I can feel that they are ready to break the seal, and when the time comes, they will be ruined.

These people use the resurrection of demonic beasts as their spiritual power, and their ambition is not just to rule one place in the demon realm. Their madness can be described as a kind of paranoia, like the paranoid madness of ants on a hot pan.

A young figure appeared on the city tower, a young man wearing a black coat and a black hat waved a large flag of the "Qiqi" totem flag, his appearance immediately attracted a burst of fighting, and the weapons were also varied, including swords, ge, spears, halberds, spears and other cold weapons. He waved the banner hard, in order to boost morale, he was so intoxicated with this black faith, it was so psychedelic, until he was shot through the heart with a crossbow, and his young body instantly turned into nothing with the black wind and sand...

At this time, in the corner of the Lethe River in the Demon Domain, several people were very vigilant, holding weapons and looking left and right to protect the people inside, and at the same time hinting to each other and whispering to each other, ready to sacrifice themselves at any time. Chen Mo was in the crowd, his body trembling slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his palms and forehead.

Wu Chang retreated into the protective circle and said to Chen Mo who was squatting, "Don't be afraid, we will protect you"

Chen Mo trembled and nodded lightly. came to the Demon Domain inexplicably, encountered the Demon Domain War inexplicably, and almost gave up his life here. A group of people, still shouting to protect him, is too messy, for a student, he needs time to get used to it, and he needs to understand that this is a fact.

The small boat passed under the Lethe Bridge at dusk, and the people sitting in the boat were highly attentive to the outside, and they looked out through the windows of the cabin, and the rows of magnificent ancient buildings gradually disappeared and receded, and the walls made of large stones were scattered to form a wall, which was intimate and strange. The mythical beasts on the roof stood in all directions of the building, still solemn and gloomy, watching everything that came and went.

The people on the ship silently said goodbye, wanting to keep everything about the city in their minds. The grass on the banks of the Lethe River has long since withered, and only the mandala is still blooming so beautifully as before. Like a burning flame, like a blood-sucking spirit, red and pure. Separation is normal for them. The first flower and fruit of the underworld is worthy of being a ruthless flower, but people don't think about the poem "The flower blooms and the leaves fall and never disappears, and the ruthless and unrighteous is this flower".

The morning mist flashed on the turquoise river, several small boats floated briskly from the river, the boat went up the river along the narrow river with nine bends and eighteen turns, at this time the people on the river bank were already ready to shoot ten thousand arrows, those flying arrows cut through the sky, they flew around the boat like the speed of light, and disappeared instantly when they touched the aperture outside the boat, and the photon energy cannon held on the river bank attacked the boat in an instant. Apparently these are useless. The people on the riverbank looked a little discouraged after a few attempts.

The pursuers on the river bank looked dead at the boat in the distance in the Lechuan River, the soldiers were obviously a little anxious and wanted to continue the pursuit, and the leader smiled sinisterly with a little schadenfreude, and immediately withdrew the troops. I wonder if it's their helpless self-comfort that the boat has disappeared from their vision;

"It's here... Here we are..."The tension of the people in the boat gradually eased somewhat.

Wu Chang: Senior, you are not with us.

The old man touched his white beard and looked at the sky above the underworld, "The ferryman never goes ashore, and everything in the world has a fixed number." After saying that, he disappeared on the bank of the Lethe River.

The fine stone and sand made a deep and shallow sound under our feet, and we struggled along the ancient Mandala Grand Canyon, the temperature seemed to be dropping, and the sky began to drizzle and rain, a little sour, I don't know if the underworld was polluted and acid rained.

It's even worse for those who are on the run. The people who escorted me began to be a little overwhelmed by the sudden drop in temperature, they shivered, and their hands were wrapped around themselves, although it was cold, but their will was very strong.

We walked on the inside of the cliff in the hope of reducing the resistance of the wind and sheltering from the wind and rain. I touched them with my hand, very uneven, and looked sideways at the wall, the black mark on the wall concealed two-thirds of the cliff, like an unexploited coal mine.

At this time, there were several thunderbolts in the sky, which frightened my heart thumping. They broke through the sky and only hit the rocks on the cliff wall, and the cliff rocks sparked and burned excitedly, illuminating the Mandala Grand Canyon in an instant, and the gravel crackled and slid down, and the slightest mistake would be hit.

Because everyone dodged in time, fortunately I just burned my head and smoked in my mouth, looking at their shapes, hahahaha laughed, and the five people saw me laughing, and laughed along, and then everyone laughed together.

The mandala is like a lit cigarette, which one burns with the sound of a thunderbolt......

A few suave ghosts "are all non-mainstream, but it's a pity that the phone is out of battery, otherwise shoot such a classic shape, if it is all fashion, fashion, fashion... What a hit, traffic, fashion.

Dududu, Mr. Chen Mo? We are from my.com, we did an interview with a few of your friends last time, and the reward is in your account.

We are on the MY platform, and we launch non-mainstream peripheral products of ghosts.... There are new samples again .... It's been mailed to you.....

All kinds of propaganda calls came, which made Chen Mo overwhelmed.

The list of Boss Yan's seven-day tour of the underworld is out, please check it.

The Demon Realm Train was moving through the air, and the tracks appeared and disappeared as the train arrived. The faint scent of mandala flowers wafted into the car window, he was so psychedelic, enchanting, and comforting the restless and lonely heart. The people in the car looked out of the car window, the sky in the underworld was dark and gloomy, and the black and gray clouds were hovering over the low pressure, as if they would fall down and overwhelm this place at any time, and sometimes there were a few lightning bolts accompanying ,.....

Dear passengers, Underworld Line 444 is broadcasting here:

The final stop has arrived, everyone is welcome to join the seven-day tour of the underworld, please bring your own luggage. Have a great trip.

As soon as the broadcast was finished, Chen Mo found that he was already standing at the Lechuan Ferry.

It was dark all around, and it seemed to have lost its former solemnity, and there was a strange atmosphere, and the ghosts who had been riding with him were gone, only the mandala was still so red and charming.

(End of chapter)

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