On the jet-black Demon Sealing Star, the corpses were everywhere, and they were all scorched by the high temperature, as if they were burned.

A figure filled with a strong qi machine stared at the scorched corpse, a pair of dark and deep eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, and the terrifying aura erupted, and the extreme qi of the Little Saint Realm rolled, sweeping away like a hurricane, wanting to destroy everything.

Immediately, he stared at the tall Demon Sealing Monument.

The dark and deep eyes were closed, the eyebrows seemed to be cracked, as if the third eye, the black light flickered endlessly, as if there were thousands of rune imprints, blooming out and falling on the sealed demon tablet.

Under the Demon Monument, the inside of the Demon Star is sealed.

"Lord Saint Emperor."

The eyes of the Dark Sun Demon Emperor, who were closing his eyes and accumulating strength, suddenly opened, and black light burst out, like a black hole that could devour everything.

"Who?"

The Dark Sun Demon Emperor said in a condensed voice.

During this period of time, he was always disturbed, and the hope of breaking the seal rose, but he was defeated, and again and again, so that the mentality of the Dark Sun Demon Emperor rose and fell, and there was a feeling that he was about to collapse.

It's really hard for him.

A good Demon Emperor, how strong, how amazing, and how strong his will is, but now it has become like this.

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

"Lord Saint Emperor, I am the ...... of the Holy Clan"

The voice sounded again, identifying himself and inquiring about the situation of the Dark Sun Demon Emperor.

When the Dark Sun Demon Emperor heard that the other party was a member of the Holy Clan, he was immediately excited.

"Junior of the Holy Clan, quickly help this emperor break the seal, as long as this emperor breaks the seal, he will accept you as a disciple and teach you the immortal holy demon body."

In order to break the seal, the Dark Sun Demon Emperor made a heavy investment.

After all, the Immortal Holy Demon Body is one of his strongest inheritances, and it will not be taught easily, even if it is to be taught, it will have to be selected and found a suitable successor, and now it is out in order to break the seal, no matter what.

"Holy Emperor, rest assured, the juniors will definitely do everything they can to help you unblock."

The voice rang out again with excitement.

His Yuan Mystic Technique also lasted too long, after all, this was the interior of the Sealed Land, and after a simple exchange with the Dark Sun Demon Emperor, the Secret Technique stopped.

"Disciple of the Holy Emperor...... Immortal Demon Body ......"

The dark eyes of the Little Saint Realm Extreme Demon Clan in front of the Demon Sealing Monument burst with a strong essence, and his qi fluctuated like a tide, showing the extreme excitement in his heart.

Immortal Holy Demon Body!

A well-known emperor-level body refining technique, which can be practiced without dying the body, but it was lost after the Dark Sun Holy Emperor was suppressed and sealed, which was a great loss for the Holy Clan.

If you can obtain the Immortal Holy Demon Inheritance, everything about yourself will be enhanced.

What's more, if he was accepted as a disciple by a Holy Emperor, how lucky he would be.

In the era when the emperor did not seem to be, it was impossible to become a disciple of the emperor, at most it was to get the inheritance, treasures, etc. left by the emperor, which was completely different from becoming a disciple of the emperor.

Becoming a disciple of the Great Emperor will naturally allow you to obtain the inheritance, resources, and cultivation of the Great Emperor.

"No matter what, I must help the Holy Emperor unblock."

The five fingers are clenched, as if they want to crush the void, showing the determination of the heart.

In addition, the matter that led to the death of hundreds of saints should also be investigated to the end.

"The breath of the sword, the person who killed hundreds of my fellow saint clansmen, could it be the human race sword cultivator?"

The demon clan naturally also has those who practice swordsmanship, but there are very few, not to mention, if it is a demon clan sword cultivation, it will also leave the breath that belongs to the demon clan.

There is no place here, only the breath of the sword, which is obviously the human race.

Cast a secret method, collect the remaining kendo breath, and quickly leave the Demon Sealing Star with this breath, as for the corpse of the demon people, of course, they were also put away and brought back for burial.

……

The main fortress of the demon clan at the gate of the thirteenth level of Tianguan.

"Your Highness Moshan, this is the remnant breath of the Terran sword cultivator who killed hundreds of my fellow Saint Clan." The demons at the limit of this small holy realm will take out the breath collected from the sealed demon star.

A wisp of condensed green aura like a substance was like a dragon snake winding, and it exuded an astonishing sharpness, as if it could cut everything.

"Please, Little Saint Master of the Moon."

The Great Shore Demon Clan, who was sitting on the top of the throne, stared at the azure sword qi with an astonishing sharp aura, but did not take it, but said in a condensed voice, and the low and indifferent voice contained an astonishing aura fluctuation.

Soon, the space inside the fortress fluctuated like water, and a graceful tall figure dressed in gray robes seemed to quietly emerge.

The figure's body and head were covered, and the head and face could not be seen clearly, and the gray robe had a black crescent moon imprint, exuding a gloomy and mysterious aura, which set off the graceful and tall figure more and more mysterious, and there was a kind of between reality and illusion, which made people more elusive.

"Meet the little saint master."

All around, one after another the demon people bowed to the graceful figure in the gray robe, looking very respectful.

"Little Holy Master, there is a human race sword cultivator who brutally killed hundreds of my fellow saint clansmen, and I ask you to take action and lock the accurate location of this person." His Highness Moshan, who was sitting on the top of the throne, spoke, his voice with a bit of politeness and resentment towards the murderer of the Holy Clan.

In the Holy Race or Demon Race, the status of the Holy Master (Demon Master) is extraordinary.

"This is my duty, Your Highness is polite."

A cold female voice suddenly came out from under the cover of the gray robe, with a bit of erratic charm.

Immediately, I saw the little saint master of the Dark Moon raise his arm, stretched out his hand from the wide sleeve of his robe, and a slender arm that was so white that it seemed to linger with a thin layer of fluorescence leaned out, and the slender fingers as jade lightly fell on the blue sword qi that was winding like a dragon.

That finger carries an incomprehensible mystery.

The sword qi trembled, and it suddenly disintegrated and dispersed between the tremors, as if it turned into a round mirror, and the round mirror fluctuated like water, presenting a dark and cold boundless void.

One after another, their eyes instantly stared at that round mirror, and so did His Highness Moshan.

I saw a figure appear on the round mirror.

Flowing cloud robes, azure sword weapons!

The appearance is as handsome as jade, the body is slender, and there seems to be a layer of divine brilliance flowing up and down the body.

"Terran Sword Cultivator!"

His Royal Highness Moshan's eyes froze, and the black light shone through, staring at that figure through the round mirror.

"Your Highness, this person's outfit is clearly the Terran Sword Cultivator Chen Feng who broke our Holy Clan's plan before." A demon's eyes froze, and he immediately spoke.

"It's him!"

His Royal Highness Moshan's face changed when he heard this, and there was even more anger in his words.

Twice!

Counting it up, it was two times that sabotaged the plans of the Holy Clan, and also caused a large number of Holy Clan people to die.

"Little Holy Master, please also cast a spell to kill this person." Mo Shan said in a condensed voice.

"Your Highness, the use of magic in the air consumes a lot, and if this person is too strong, it will be difficult to work." The cold female voice sounded again, and it seemed that she was not very willing.

It is indeed because of the remote operation, the distance is too far, the effect is relatively poor, and the consumption is large.

"Little Saint Master, whether it works or not, I will offer a seven-grade Saint Source Pill." Mo Shan said in a condensed voice.

"So...... I'll give it a try. ”

The value of a seven-rank Saint Source Pill is not low, it is better than ordinary seven-rank pills, and it is even comparable to some common eight-rank Saint Pills, which is worth her to perform a spell in the air.

Immediately, I saw a gray light shining under the hood of the gray robe, and the black crescent moon on the robe flickered.

A cold and cold aura then diffused.

"Mysterious...... The moon shines on the sky! ”

The cold female voice sounded, and her hands also swiped with it, and her white and slender fingers flashed with layers of dark moonlight brilliance, leaving traces through the air, condensing into a overlapping talisman, like a crescent moon exuding mysterious mysteries and cold fluctuations.

Immediately, the black crescent moon condensed by thousands of runes pushed forward with the little saint master's hands.

There seemed to be a whistling sound.

The black crescent moon disappeared into the round mirror.

……

In the void, Chen Feng, who was going through the Void Saint Realm to the Little Saint Realm Thunder Tribulation and cultivating his body to a stable one, trembled slightly.

"Huh?"

Chen Feng's eyes stared, and he couldn't help but feel like he was being watched.

It's just that I can't find where the source of the peep is, and it seems to be everywhere and difficult to tell.

The perceptual prompting was raised to the extreme, covering the whole body, and even the divine thoughts were diffused, but they were not aware of it.

But in the dark, Chen Feng had a feeling that he could find it.

And pointed like a sword, and was about to click on the center of his eyebrows to cast the Mystic Method of Locking the Soul Yuan for Ten Thousand Miles, a round of black crescent moon suddenly appeared in the void above.

The crescent moon hung in the void, and immediately filled with a cold and cold aura, covering all directions.

The void seemed to be covered in the cold aura.

Chen Feng also clearly felt that a cold and cold breath sprinkled out, covering himself, a layer of black frost spread rapidly everywhere on his body, and in the blink of an eye, he covered himself completely, and the amazing cold and cold quickly penetrated under the skin membrane with the black frost covering the whole body, and invaded the blood and viscera through the muscles, tendons, and bones.

In just a short breath, Chen Feng felt that the black frost not only covered the surface of the body, but also penetrated into every part of the body.

Every part of the body, inside and outside, seems to be frozen.

Originally, his own vitality was incredibly strong, but at this moment, there was a feeling of being frozen, this terrible cold and cold cold and cold were not the same, it belonged to a kind of dark cold, domineering to the extreme, and extremely soft, constantly invading all parts of the body, and even the deepest.

This kind of cold and cold power is irresistible.

Its power is even stronger than the limit of the ordinary Little Saint Realm, and even stronger than the previous Ninth Thunder Tribulation, but its power is not as direct and domineering as the Thunder Tribulation, and it is more feminine, making people unguardable.

In other words, even some entry-level powerhouses in the Middle Saint Realm were not so easy to resist.

In just three breaths, Chen Feng's whole body was covered by black frost.

An astonishing cold and cold aura continued to spread, and even the void around Chen Feng had black frost spreading rapidly, spreading and covering little by little.

In the first dark fortress of the thirteenth level, His Highness Moshan, the little saint master, and the other demons stared one after another.

Seeing the picture displayed in the mirror, a black crescent moon hung above Chen Feng, releasing an endless cold and cold forest, directly freezing Chen Feng and turning into the appearance of a black frost ice sculpture, and couldn't help but smile one by one.

"Little Saint Master......"

At the moment when His Royal Highness Moshan was about to speak, a sudden change occurred.