Chapter 506

It is also because of the rumors that groups of online writers rushed into the abyss of the Black Sea one after another to explore the unknown ruins. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info there is a sea area that belongs to the residence of the author of the Qixi Wenzong network, and there are elders who stop here all the year round, and there are some powerful demon beasts in the town.

There are many sect network authors who will come to this sea area to hunt demon beasts and obtain demon pills to exchange for elixirs and spiritual weapons.

Night is approaching, and the dark night sky cannot even see the slightest silver star, only a waning moon hangs, and the entire Black Sea abyss is covered by dark and cold gray clouds.

This is a cloud and mist unique to the abyss of the Black Sea, called the mist of mystery, which can infect the divine soul, and the cultivation is low, and it is easy to be absorbed by the cloud and mist. The online authors who hunted demon beasts during the day all returned and stopped at the station, close to the depths of the abyss of the Black Sea, full of dangers.

Especially at night, some powerful monsters come back to hunt for food, so few online authors appear.

Most of the network authors in these residences are at the peak of their cultivation, and they have no hope of cultivating in the sect before they come here to seek a breakthrough. They hunt monsters during the day, and occasionally team up to explore the abyss.

"It is rumored that the online literature league has entered the semi-finals, and Qixi Wenzong has been shortlisted, and this time there is a great chance of winning the championship. ”

The online authors discussed that although they did not go to participate, they paid attention to the news from the sea area all the time, which made many people dispute each other in their spare time.

"In my opinion, these people are the pride of an era, and it is rare to have one, and the strongest person should be born among them. ”

"But I think Lu Xiaofeng of the Seven Joys Wenzong is good, it is said that he will not die if he is chased by the tree demon in the publishing realm. ”

Many people are silent, the dryad is a taboo name in the demon world, this Lu Xiaofeng, in the face of the hunt of the dryad on the publishing network, is not dead, and a troll like the dryad was defeated in the hands of an unknown online author, which is surprising.

"No matter who wins, they will become the giants of the Black Sea Abyss generation, highly sought after by the sect, how can we compare. ”

Among these people are online authors from the Three Sects of the Black Sea Abyss, who finally laughed at themselves, practiced for decades, and still stayed on the shelves, and it was difficult to even touch the threshold of publication, and they couldn't keep up with the footsteps of those geniuses at all.

"Talking nonsense, we believe that we will finally be able to step on the shackles of publishing, prolong our lives, and pursue the long river all the way. ”

Some web authors suddenly spoke, their eyes bright and firm, it is for such a road that they do not hesitate to leave their homeland and come to the abyss of the Black Sea to find opportunities.

If even this Dao heart didn't exist, then all these years of hard work would have been in vain.

"Well said!" a hoarse voice shook the entire Terran garrison like a night owl.

The gloomy smile was born all around, hidden in the misty clouds, and a group of Internet writers stationed in the abyss of the Black Sea immediately rushed out of the station, lighting up the entire station with Taoism.

The layers of fog lifted, and they saw a web writer in a black robe with a withered face standing above the station.

Only the bones were left in his hand with a strange magic weapon, shrouded in a black mist, and a terrible scream was faintly heard.

"It's ...... Demons!"

I don't know who suddenly spoke, they followed their gaze, and behind the withered old man, there were network authors bathed in black gas, and many of them were powerful.

A group of people in the dark broke through the large array of the garrison and came to them in this way.

"It's been thousands of years, and my Demon Dao lineage has finally waited for the opportunity to rise!" said the withered old man, and his deep voice made all the Black Sea Abyss Righteous Path Network Authors couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Behind the scenes, a group of people shrouded in black robes let out the same sigh, and some even hid their faces and wept.

They came from the depths of the Black Sea Abyss, survived between the righteous path and the demon beasts, and now they returned to the Black Sea Abyss Terrans, which made them happy.

"Bold demons, haven't you had enough of the suffering of a thousand years ago?"

A sword light appeared, slashing all the black qi, and the old man in a red robe appeared, and the Great Perfection Cultivation burst out unabashedly.

"It's the Demon Suppression Elder!"

Many online authors appeased the peace in their hearts, this is a publishing great consummation of the Black Sea Abyss Seven Joy Sect, using powerful cultivation to block the chaos of demon beasts and guard this lost sea.

"Tut-tut, the publishing is a great success...... I don't know how mellow the demon seed nourished by the blood of the Great Perfection of the Hundred Years of Publishing should be......"

The withered old man let out a wild laugh, and the black banner in his hand shook, and nine swarthy devil heads appeared, with teeth and claws, black qi and vertical and horizontal, emitting the sound of soul dementorship, directly ingesting the souls of some low-level online authors.

"Nine Demon Dementor Banners, you are a thief of the Three Realms...... You're not dead!"

The face of the Demon Suppression Elder turned pale, a thousand years ago, there was a Demon Dao network author who used thousands of Yin Souls to refine the soul flag, which caused the righteous path network author to be angry, and it was rumored that he was chased to the depths of the Black Sea Abyss and fell into a Jedi, but he didn't expect him to survive.

"It's too late to know now!" the withered old man smiled, revealing his white teeth.

The Demon Suppression Elder looked panicked and slashed out a wave of red flames, not to resist, but to flee directly.

"I want to run, dream!" With a wave of his hand, the nine-headed demon caught up with the crimson figure and shrouded the demon suppressor with the method of escaping the sky.

"The old man fought with you!"

The Demon Suppression Elder knew that this old demon was a well-known online author of the Demon Dao in the millennium.

Now that he was born, it was definitely not that he was a new little god who could resist, so he fled as soon as possible, but unfortunately he was caught up by the old devil and had to face it hard. He formed a mysterious Dao pattern and summoned several fire spirits to protect him.

"There is nothing but fear and surrender ...... to me"

The Three Realms of Thieves took a step, and a pitch-black aura passed through the layers of fog and descended in front of the Demon Suppression Elder, burrowing into the Demon Suppression Elder's body, ignoring his resistance.

The Demon Suppression Elder looked panicked, and he felt that the Natal Treasure Book was spreading under a black qi, and something was hidden and took root. It seems that there is a demon fetus that is absorbing the natal treasure book to grow.

"What did you plant for me!" the Demon Suppressor shuddered in his flesh.

"Dao Heart Cultivator, haven't you heard of it? If you are really young, it is no wonder that when this demon is rampant in the world, you may not have been born yet......

The Three Realms of Thieves looked intoxicated, and they felt the mana of the network author transmitted by the demon seed, gradually filling the body that had been dry for a long time.

"No!" The Demon Suppression Elder opened his eyes wide, and the demon fetus instantly devoured his entire natal treasure book, not even letting go of the divine soul, and after a few breaths, all the flesh and blood essence elements were stripped away, leaving only a few bones and flesh to fall.

Whoosh! A black ** seed vibrated in the void, exuding a rich fragrance.

Devouring the whole body essence of a published Great Perfection is like an ancient elixir, which is directly ingested and devoured by the stolen Three Realms.

"I miss this taste so much, it's so delicious...... "The terrible screams of the Demon Suppression Elder woke up all the online authors, and they saw that the powerful publishing Great Perfection online authors could only fall.

"Run!" shouted to some of the authors, and all the web writers fled as fast as they could.

The Three Realms of Thieves licked the juice of the demon seed, and looked at the authors of the Dao network holding their heads and scurrying, with a cold smile. "Little ones, your feast is here!" Behind him, countless shrouds in black robes lifted. These pale-skinned demons showed their demonic gaze and poured out in droves, using the methods of the Demon Dao to hunt down these Dao network authors and devour their Dao Ji.

This night was very long, and layers of blood mist poured out of the Lost Sea, and the Three Realms of Thieves set foot in the Righteous Path station, coughing slightly, and still witnessed the Demon Dao hunting and killing the Righteous Path.

"Demon Lord, I heard that our fine work was killed on the online literature league!"

A black-robed online author came and revealed a powerful aura, only stronger than the Demon Suppression Elder, not weaker, and both belonged to the minor gods.

When it comes to the Holy Lord of Pirate, that little god and demon has a pious gaze, and on his body, there is a dark demon pattern imprinted, and there is a powerful aura that constantly improves his cultivation.

"The two of them are too weak...... However, I secretly felt that the powerful will that came from the pirated Saint Lord Seal, and I seemed to be very satisfied...... It seems that the two of them did not die in vain. ”

"According to the Parable of the Holy Lord of Pirate, the Lost Sea is the place where he once fell. There, he left a lot of things, and only by opening the magic circle and communicating the ideas of the Holy Mind of piracy, our mission was accomplished. ”

The Three Realms of Thieves carried the Nine Demon Dementor Banners, collected the souls of lonely online authors everywhere, and his eyes stopped in the depths of the Lost Sea, where something was calling him.

"All for the sake of the Demon Lord, all I hope you can get the inheritance of the Bootleg Holy Lord!"

The little god demon lowered his eyebrows, revealing a burst of flattery, but the moment he lowered his head, an irrepressible greed occupied his eyes.

The hands of the Three Realms of Thieves stood solemnly in the sea of blood and mystery, constantly screaming, and an indescribable throbbing appeared on the old face.

"I believe that the Holy Lord of Piracy will come, and the Demon Dao will rise again......"