The strong people in the Demon Mansion are like clouds, and Zhong Zihao approached cautiously all the way.

However, when they arrived nearby, an unbelievable feeling suddenly rose, and the several extremely terrifying auras that they had sensed were now only one left.

In other words, except for one of the Supreme Realm powerhouses in the Demon Mansion, all the others left.

Could it be that this is an opportunity that God has arranged for him?

Zhong Zihao ignored the reason for this situation, found a hidden place to lurk, and did not sacrifice his empty hand until dark to sneak into the Demon Mansion.

Even at night, the house is still brightly lit and the singing and dancing are level.

Cautiously probing out his soul power, he found at least seven or eight scantily clad women dancing in the main hall, and there were many well-dressed warriors in the hall who admired it while drinking, and the applause was endless.

Zhong Zihao suddenly realized, no wonder that there were very few female cultivators found in the Demon Burial Abyss, and they were all captured by these powerful forces to enjoy themselves.

It is estimated that this is what several hall masters of Tianxin Hall are worried about, if that Miss Lan is forcibly taken by the Demon Mansion, at most because of the strength of Tianxin Palace, the treatment is slightly better than these singers.

The thoughts flashed through his mind, and he continued to follow the sense of calling.

I have to say that the Demon Mansion is heavily guarded, and it took two incense sticks in just a few miles. If there was no magic power of tearing empty hands, Zhong Zihao would not dare to break in alone.

Eventually, he was led to a side hall by that sense of calling.

At this moment, that strong sense of summoning had already caused Zhong Zihao's body to explode with qi and blood, if it hadn't been for his repeated suppression, I am afraid that his whereabouts would have been exposed.

After carefully confirming it twice, there were no strong people guarding inside and outside the hall, so he dodged in.

It wasn't until he entered the hall that Zhong Zihao understood why no one was left here. Because there is an extremely domineering demonic aura here, ordinary people will definitely be delirious when they get close, and even die tragically on the spot.

Of course, at this moment, his eyes were staring at something that was guarded by the formation, and it was a fingernail.

Strictly speaking, just an incomplete piece of broken nails!

It was more than twice the size of a normal man's fingernail, but it exuded a monstrous demonic aura. This demonic aura is not only pure, but also accompanied by an irresistible demonic might.

He could even be sure that the terrifying level of this demonic aura at this moment was definitely beyond the evil aura emitted by the severed hand of the Cursed Land. Moreover, this is still the power after being shrouded in the formation!

And what really shocked Zhong Zihao was that the moment he saw this nail, he had already concluded that it was the nail dropped by the Demon Ancestor!

If it weren't for the fact that he had fused the essence blood of the Demon Ancestor, standing in this place at this moment, he would inevitably be suppressed by this terrifying pressure.

Zhong Zihao stood for a long time, and finally gradually calmed down.

Whether the nail was useful to him or not, he was ready to get his hands on it. In a real sense, in addition to the drop of essence blood that had been integrated, the broken nail in front of him was the first time he had contact with the Demon Ancestor.

Fortunately, this formation is not so subtle, and it can be completely solved with Zhong Zihao's formation attainments.

If the person who set up the formation condensed the enchantment with source power, it would be a problem for him.

In less than half an hour, Zhong Zihao finished comprehending the formation in front of him, and immediately raised his hands lightly, and obscure runes flowed out from his fingertips, covering one side of the formation after a while.

Immediately, the pure space power surged, pulling and pulling hard, and with a soft "poof", the guardian formation shattered in response, turning into pure demonic qi and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Zhong Zihao stepped out and reached out to pinch the nail in his hand.

In an instant, the pure demonic qi turned into a trickle, like a torrent that had found an outlet, and rushed into his body. At the same time, he could clearly sense that the sense of summoning at the end of the deep canyon had become more and more intense.

"Break it for me!"

Zhong Zihao was shocked, forcibly cut off this connection, and immediately threw his nails into the Netherworld.

"Who is the rat generation, how dare you break into the forbidden land of the Demon Mansion!"

At the same time, a cold roar suddenly resounded overhead, and a destructive aura descended in an instant, crushing towards this side hall.

Zhong Zihao didn't dare to stay, so he immediately tore up empty-handed, and his figure disappeared from the Demon Mansion.

"Boom!"

A deafening loud noise spread throughout the Demon Mansion, and the previous side hall turned into powder in an instant.

"Woohoo!"

A series of sounds of breaking the air sounded, and countless powerhouses appeared in unison, bowed down and said, "Lord of the Mansion!"

"Hold on to the Demon Mansion, and be careful of the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain!"

After the cold voice replied, his body rushed to the outside of the mansion at great speed, and a shout spread: "If you want to escape, it's not that easy!"

Zhong Zihao's position from the void was thousands of miles away from the Demon Mansion, and he thought that he had gotten rid of the terrifying strong man before. However, before he could stand firm, he sensed the aura approaching rapidly.

There is no need to guess, the person who came must be the head of the ten supreme beings, and he is also the supreme ruler of the Demon Mansion, Ji Huan, except for this person in the entire Demon Burial Abyss, it is impossible to find a second existence with such ability.

You must know that in the Demon Burial Abyss, aside from Zhong Zihao, a special visitor, the soul power of all martial artists has been infinitely suppressed, and they can only exert one-twelfth of their power.

In this way, only Ji Huan, who was at the peak of the Supreme Realm, could detect the situation thousands of miles away.

Zhong Zihao didn't dare to stay, his body flew at great speed, and when he found that Ji Huan's breath in the rear was getting closer and closer, he had no choice but to sacrifice his empty hand to shuttle through the void.

After the tea time, it wasn't until he was tens of thousands of miles away from the Demon Mansion that he finally got rid of Ji Huan's pursuit.

For the sake of insurance, Zhong Zihao did not stay, and went straight out for more than 100,000 miles before stopping.

Finding a hidden cave, he escaped into it and headed straight for the Netherworld.

Inside the Netherworld!

A majestic figure sat cross-legged, with a hideous face and a gloomy and terrifying aura.

In addition to the domineering seal in the dantian, it can be said that the current fang has already fully recovered, but in the inner world, even if he cultivates to the sky, he does not have the slightest power to resist.

"Do you know about the Demon Burial Abyss?"

Zhong Zihao appeared silently beside Fang and asked.

"Burial Demon Abyss? I've never heard that name. ”

Fang's voice was hoarse, and it was not surprising that Zhong Zihao suddenly appeared, and when he heard this, he seemed to think a little, and immediately replied.

Zhong Zihao was stunned, but he was quickly relieved. The name Burial Demon Yuan also came into existence 10,000 years ago, and the fangs and pestles at that time may have fled back to the Yuntian Continent, and it is normal to not know.

So he asked again: "Where is the place where the Demon Ancestor fell?"

"Hahaha......"

Suddenly, the fang roared, and seemed to laugh more and more happily: "Why did this seat tell you?"

Zhong Zihao raised his hand and made a move, and the nail that exuded a terrifying demonic aura suddenly appeared in his palm, and asked, "Do you recognize it?"

In fact, he didn't need to ask more, this nail had just swept into his hand, and Fang's gaze never left.

However, after half a ring, the fang, which had regained its composure, remained silent.

[PS: The next chapter is being revised, and it will take about half an hour.] 】

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