"Boss, you're really in a big trouble this time! Do you know what a demon heart is?"

Ao San's expression was panicked, and his tone was extremely smooth, and he didn't even stutter at all.

"That thing grows in a coffin, and the owner of the tomb must also be a great demon in order for this thing to absorb a large amount of demonic qi and turn into magic grass. You have to grind it into powder with the bones of the tomb owner, and burn it into a crystal, because they are originally made up of demonic energy, and after that, the demonic qi gathers in the center and does not disperse, refining the demonic spirit in the crystal. ”

"And then?" Wang Mu asked.

At this time, he has become an absorber of demonic energy, which can independently absorb the demonic energy that overflows between heaven and earth, and purify things that are polluted by demonic energy, so he is called the heart of the demon. ”

"Really, how are you so familiar?"

Wang Mu's face was serious, and a pair of pale golden eyes stared at Ao San's eyes tightly, making him a little overwhelmed.

"I, I, I, in the book...... I happened to see ......"

Ao San was a little flustered, Wang Mu still stared at him, and finally he lowered his head in frustration.

"Boss, I went there once hundreds of years ago. Where my parents died, I managed to escape with all my might, and I couldn't even get my body out......"

"Believe me, boss, you and I have absolutely no hope, so let's disperse as soon as possible. ”

Wang Mu gently tapped the stone with his fingernails, making a brisk sound.

"Don't you want to transport the bones of your parents?"

Ao San raised his head, his eyes seemed to be red, but he still refused to say a word.

Wang Mu didn't seem to see it, he still took care of himself, and said, "Let's leave in the afternoon, remember to wait for me at the door." ”

After saying that, he went into the cave, and Ao San sat on the ground, his stalk-like body swaying from side to side with the wind.

After reading the contents of the token over and over again, and then staring at his dark red flame for a long time, Wang Mu finally walked out of the cave, he had already hung the hedron that symbolized his status around his neck, so that the ban would automatically let him go.

Before he could reach the iconic gate of Flame Dragon Mountain, Wang Mu saw Ao San waiting at the door.

To be honest, at first, Wang Mu just thought that his flame was peculiar, so he let him follow him. As for the heart of the demons, he didn't expect him to go with him, after all, Wang Mu had the all-knowing big killer weapon of devouring stars, as long as there was a little residual breath, he could take Wang Mu to find his destination.

But it's not bad now, it's more fun to walk with a companion than alone.

Seeing Wang Mu coming, Ao San took a deep breath and flew out of Flame Dragon Mountain with a sigh. Wang Mu had no choice but to follow closely.

Speechless all the way, Ao San didn't seem to want to share his past with others, and didn't stop until he lost his strength.

Cough, cough, cough!

Ao San actually coughed up a mouthful of black blood, as if he felt Wang Mu's gaze, he waved his hand.

"Old, old, old, out of the way. The last time I went in, my body, my body was infected by a trace of ancient demonic energy, to be honest, I was afraid of death, otherwise I wouldn't have surrendered. It's a miracle that I've survived so far, I just want to swallow one more bite of fire essence, or take a bath in the lava, ha, ha. ”

Wang Mu suddenly didn't know how to answer, so he could only take off the ring full of fire essence and put it on his hand.

"Maybe I won't be the boss, but I won't watch my own people die, I can take you to devour fire spirits and swim magma, but all after this day. Be careful, don't die. ”

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, can't be an evil dragon. ”

Ao San mustered up the courage to scold, and flew towards the three giant peaks in front of him with Wang Mu.

These three peaks have no names, and they are very ordinary among the 100,000 mountains, but ordinary beings are hidden under ordinary appearances.

At the foot of the middle peak, there was a huge stone, and at the junction between the stone and the ground, there was a faint demonic energy wafting.

Wang Mu worked hard to remove the boulder, revealing a swarthy cave.

Wang Mu didn't understand, why he had been in this world for so long, and the treasures he encountered were all found in caves, could it be that the real things in this world were buried in the ground, and there were only some fur on them?

Ao San stuffed his mouth with fire essence, and a fierce man stabbed down.

Wang Mu secretly exerted his strength, his sharp nails became two points longer, and his golden eyes were like lanterns in the cave.

The cave was very deep, and Wang Mu didn't know how long he had been flying down, only that there were already shiny crystals around him, and the surroundings were getting hotter and hotter.

"We're almost there, so be careful. I was better than you!"

Throwing a depth charge, Ao San clenched one of his short knives and stepped forward with extreme caution.

Strictly speaking, it doesn't look like a tomb, but rather like a cave deep underground, with countless crystals clustering around the half-cut coffin in the center. Like the stars and the moon.

It's just that the bones that should have been in the coffin are gone.

Wang Mu did his standard movements, and took a deep breath of the air here, damp, fishy, and very pure demonic energy.

This demonic qi was not as good as the demon bones in the stone stele, it only brought Wang Mu a sense of threat, he looked at the remaining half of the stone stele, where there were some powdery bone residues, and two shiny beads.

"Is this what it is?" Wang Mu was a little unsure.

He looked at Ao San and saw that he had already walked up and picked up the two beads in an extremely respectful manner.

This is the relic of Ao San's parents, a pile of bone powder that has been drained of the essence, and two dragon balls.

He carefully put them away, as if he were moving the most precious treasure in the world.

As the Dragon Ball left, a thick cloud of black smoke came out from under the half of the coffin, which was the incomparably rich demonic energy.

With a creak, the coffin was lifted up, and a corpse-like hand stretched out.

It turned out that there was a big hole under this coffin, and the demon corpse that gave birth to the spirit had been hiding underneath, if it wasn't for the feeling that someone had moved their own things, I am afraid that they would not be willing to come out.

The demon corpse only had an upper body, and the flesh on its body was not completely corrupted, but it had lost its moisture and turned into dry flesh.

What was shocking was that he was still breathing, and his rotten jaw moved, spewing out a breath of pitch-black breath from time to time. The two purple-red eyes were extremely terrifying, as if they were going to take Wang Mu down to the Nine Hells.

"Boss, let's run. This guy doesn't move fast, but as long as he catches him, that demonic energy will pour into your body and devour your flesh!"

As soon as Wang Mu heard the music, this could really be regarded as a pillow when he wanted to sleep.

When it comes to devouring, who can compare to devouring stars?

He made a reassuring gesture to Ao San, and walked straight into the pitch-black demonic qi.

Ao San's jaw was about to fall, and he obviously reminded him like this, but he still walked over, isn't this looking for death?

Did he think he could carry this demonic energy?

Alas, with a sigh, Ao San sat on a stone, and in his heart, Wang Mu could not live anymore. But he still wanted to wait, and spraying a breath of fire at the demon corpse would be considered revenge.

It's a scene he's never dared to face, because he doesn't want to remember that his parents are dead, so he's never wanted to come back.

Today, too, should be the end. Ao San thought to himself.

Suddenly, the vast demonic qi spread around, and Ao San felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer in his chest, and the blood blocked in his chest spurted out.

"Stand back!" Wang Mu shouted, he stretched out a hand and regathered the spreading demonic qi.

Ao San couldn't believe his eyes, since ancient times, demonic qi has been synonymous with brutality, except for the same ferocious demon cultivator who lost his reason, no one could control them.

Only then did Wang Mu deeply understand the ferocity of the demonic qi, and he felt that every meridian of his body was scratched by countless barbs, but this continuous power made him unable to give up this opportunity.

The claws of the demon corpse's iron pincers grabbed Wang Mu's arm fiercely, almost breaking him alive, but every time he was about to succeed, a ball of demonic qi would heal Wang Mu's injuries, forcing him to let out a silent wail.

He didn't understand why such an ant could eat his power, and why the demonic energy he was most proud of would be useless.

Vaguely, he had a hint of fear, which was impossible.

He was just a corpse, born out of a hatred for the world, and that person would be tormented under him on the day he was born.

But now, how could he be willing to die like this!