Outside of the Great World of the First Demon, the dark chaos is the eternal prelude here.

An old man with a Taoist temple on his head and a white beard stood outside the pitch black, and not far in front of him there was a passage that could not be seen by the eye, like a black hole. He held a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, and the words on it flowed out of the bamboo slips like fluttering butterflies, forming a strange scene around him.

Huang Quan, the deputy head of the Dao Sect who had been robbed by Wu Chong once that day, and the five elders stood behind him with respectful expressions.

"Someone has entered the mezzanine again?"

The old man put down the bamboo slip in his hand and glanced back at the Great World of the First Demon behind him.

Just now, he received a message from inside the door, saying that someone was targeting the True Demon Level Elder of the Dao Gate, and the blue-faced elder had already fallen under this plot. When he saw the news, the old man originally wanted to go back and take a look, but now he suddenly reacted after discovering the fluctuations in the interlayer, and there may be some kind of connection between the two.

Because the elders of the Dao Sect are not weak, and they can kill their existence, there are only a few of them, and the only possibility is variable. What is happening on the other side of the interlayer now is a variable!

"Probably yes."

Huang Quan, the deputy door master, nodded in response.

He also felt the fluctuations in the interlayer, but what puzzled him was that who couldn't think of entering that ghost place.

"The last demon god to enter the interlayer was the Yuan Demon, right?"

The old man seemed to be caught in his memory, and it took a long time before he spoke.

Yuan Demon, who had also dazzled in the circle of demon gods for a while, didn't know how many top-level beings were watching him at that time, hoping that he could walk out of a demon god's path. It's a pity that he failed, and the Yuan Demon after death will be worthless, and no one wants to pay attention to it anymore.

Except for those who are weak.

"There are always restless people who feel that they will be the most special one."

Huang Quan sneered and stopped paying attention to this kind of thing.

"Door master, the others seem to have entered before us, should we continue to wait?" With that, he lowered his gaze to the passage opposite.

The contact between worlds is not a bridge between the earth, but a distortion of one invisible passage after another.

These passages can only be sensed by them, the top demon gods, and the weak can't even observe. Because in their eyes, the sky is still the same, there is no passage, and there is no other world.

"Restless people?"

The doorkeeper muttered, and then did not speak again, and the scene fell silent for a while.

The same scene also appeared in several other areas, and the top forces who could contact the outside world were themselves the top level people in the Origin Demon World, and they all focused on the same things.

The interlayer hides the deepest secrets.

It's a pity that it is occupied by the Corpse Demon God, even if they go in, they can't defeat the Corpse Demon God, on the contrary, in the case of home advantage, they will be suppressed by the Corpse Demon God. In the case of the same Shadow Spring Demon God, any slight difference would become extremely exaggerated.

There is a precedent for this.

The fallen Yuan Demon in the past was a warning to them from the Corpse Demon God.

Over the years, they have secretly sent in a lot of people, but it's a pity that those people have the same fate as the Yuan Demon, and none of them survived.

The dark hall.

Wu Chong looked around, it was a semi-oval house, the top was semicircular, the walls around it were made of pitch-black square bricks, and there were no windows. There is no light source, but the strange thing is that it is possible to see normally, as if the things in the temple will actively glow.

The pale-faced demon god ate quietly, his movements graceful.

If you ignore the ingredients, the picture is even more beautiful.

The pale-faced demon god put down the utensils in his hand and looked up at Wu Chong at the entrance.

The moment he raised his eyes, the light in the entire room seemed to be distorted, turning into a swirling kaleidoscope of light, and finally condensed into a single dot, resting on the center of his eyebrows. The moment this force touched Wu Chong, it was offset by the distorting power emanating from his side.

But in the shadows behind him, after the light disappeared, the invisible tentacles sprang out and began to wander unscrupulously.

A twisted world, two people standing still.

There are also Ning Luoyu struggling on the table and tentacles wandering in the shadows.

"You're disturbing me eating."

The pale-faced demon god raised his hand and tapped the tabletop, and the sound of his index finger touching it was as crisp as striking a bell.

The sound waves transmitted were also the same as the water ripples, turning into a visible force that rippled towards Wu Chong, and the whole process was very gentle. But with the increase of distance, the sound waves became more and more exaggerated, and by the time Wu Chong was in front of him, the ripple-like sound waves had turned into a landslide and tsunami, wanting to swallow him.

"I'm just here for someone."

Wu Chong stretched out his hand and lightly touched his index finger at the tsunami.

Laugh at!

The distorted power of the index finger as a medium instantly reversed, and the sonic tsunami that was originally roaring towards him suddenly received the power of the 'delusional path'.

'You're going in the wrong direction. ’

The acoustic tsunami, which was already unconscious, was really weirdly twisted one hundred and eighty degrees under the influence of delusion, and swept towards the pale-faced demon god at the table in an even more exaggerated way.

The pale-faced demon god on the other side, who had just picked up the utensils and was about to continue eating, paused, and then showed an expression of surprise.

In his perception, this intruder should not be a demon god.

How did a guy who wasn't a demon god rebel against his attack? He raised his eyes and looked at Wu Chong for the first time.

When the sonic force was close to the dining table, it paused, and after the part that did not stop collided, it exploded like a wave that touched a reef. For a moment, all kinds of strange sounds echoed throughout the space, making it even more eerie.

The sound, was shattered.

"Wu Chong? How could it be you! ”

Ning Luoyu, who was used as an ingredient, also recovered from the process of losing his mind and found Wu Chong who shot on the other side.

After confirming it, she was shocked.

Her perception of Wu Chong was still at the stage of joining forces to escape from the inner world of the Blood Demon. How did an ant who is not even a god come here?

He also fought with the 'Underworld'.

Judging from the results just now, it seems to be evenly divided.

Is it because I've been locked up for too long, and tens of thousands of years have passed outside?' But even tens of thousands of years will not progress to this point, because there is an upper limit to human beings. ’

It's just that she quickly reacted, no matter what secrets Wu Chong has, as long as he chooses to appear here, he is the enemy of the 'Hades'. She laughed maniacally at the thought of this.

"Hahaha...... Underworld, you didn't think about it, there are variables in this world, you think that the coveted opportunity is prepared for you, but you don't know that you are not human at all. As long as he exists, the priority will always be higher than you, the first demon, you are destined not to succeed!

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"Noise!"

Ying frowned and tapped the tableware in his hand, and Ning Luoyu, who was laughing, suddenly lost his voice.

No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't make a sound.

The characteristic of voice was stripped of her body by the 'underworld'.

"You are the master of the underworld?"

Wu Chong didn't look at the woman either, he had been observing just now, and the tentacle monsters in the entire interlayer seemed to be under the control of the person in front of him.

Wu Da, who had eaten the tentacles of the interlayer trolls once, had already regarded the interlayer trolls as his private property. He also planned to take revenge this time, and capture the interlayer trolls back and raise them in captivity, providing him with a steady stream of 'alchemy materials' like raising pigs. If you have a master now, it's a little more troublesome.

"The Underworld has no master, it has only one master."

The pale face laughed.

He is very familiar with Wu Chong's attitude of being like no one else, this is absolute confidence. Because he used to go out with this attitude, the difference is that this time the person with this kind of self-confidence has become someone else.