Although Wa Xin has been in Sihuan Demon Spirit City for a long time, there are only two places that Sihuan Hall has visited, one is the Sihuan Hall where the monks of various counties are received, and the other is the "Demon King Hall" where the Sihuan Royal Court discusses confidential and important matters. In fact, the location of the Demon King Hall is only separated by a wall from the Sihuan Hall, and the huge Sihuan Hall is precisely because Waxin is just a dancer, and many places are not at her level to go.

Walking out of the teleportation array, there were demons who came to interrogate, but when Wa Xin explained his intentions, these demons actually "knew it" and obediently let Wa Xin go to the Sihuan Hall. If it was a normal procedure, the Four Huan Demon Spirit King was not in the hall, and Wa Xin could only wait in the main hall, and the moonlight shone through the transparent top, sprinkling a white light.

Mo Yang concentrated, carefully feeling the location of the summoning and guiding Wahin on.

"Let go to the end of the main hall." Through the transmission, Mo Yang said to Wa Xin that even in the Qilin Bone Ring, Mo Yang tried to use the shortened transmission as much as possible, and he couldn't be sure how high the cultivation of the Four Huan Demon Spirit Kings was after all.

Wa Xin's expression did not change in the slightest, and she walked in the Sihuan Hall casually, but the place she finally reached was the only arched door at the end of the hall, and through this door, she came to the Demon King Hall.

With her identity, waiting in the Sihuan Hall has already reached the "permission", once she steps into the Demon King Hall, she can be regarded as stepping into the so-called forbidden land. Time was urgent, Wahin didn't have time to think, pushed the door, and slowly opened.

Unlike the previous hall, this place was full of gloomy aura, and Wa Xin didn't dare to release any spiritual sense, and looked around curiously, as if he really accidentally broke into here.

"Central location." Mo Yang could now sense the summoner's position, which should be closest to the center. As Mo Yang, he didn't want the blue-robed god venerable to take risks, after all, the secret of the eighteen demon kings was not very important to him, and the most important thing was to rescue the human slaves and complete the mission.

Sure enough, when Washin came to the center of the Demon King Hall, the sound of the summoning gradually became clear.

In fact, this so-called summoning was just a feeling of Mo Yang, but he didn't know that it was guided by the Night Demon Yuan in his body, "Here? Mo Yang muttered, a feeling familiar and unfamiliar ensuing.

"You... Here it comes. A deep voice finally reached Mo Yang's mouth.

Although Mo Yang was in the Haoran Righteous Qi Temple, he closed his eyes and pondered, carefully sensing the familiar feeling, and now when he opened his eyes, the scene of the entire hall began to distort, and then it was replaced by a gray mist, and when the gray mist was removed, he vaguely came to a scene similar to an altar.

This is a huge disc carved from the ancient black stone, with itself as the center, spreading outward eighteen fan-shaped areas, each area is depicted with different ghost faces, which are lifelike, stacked on top of each other, if you look closely, this fan-shaped area depicts not only the appearance of the demon king, but also a lot of strange creatures, they are either captured by these demon kings, or stand on the shoulders of the demon king, most of them Mo Yang has not seen.

Along the fan-shaped areas, at the end of each area is a stone wall, but the stone wall is covered with chains, binding the shadows one by one, they are tall and short, fat or thin, the years of captivity have made them give up the struggle, just the gasp makes the chains make a "bell" sound.

Mo Yang looked around with great curiosity, but saw eighteen fan-shaped areas, only two of which had no shadow at the end, and the chains were idle there.

Wa Xin didn't understand why Mo Yang let him stand here, but there was no sound coming out of the back, the "induction conversation" between the demon kings, she couldn't hear it, Wa Xin felt a little at ease, because even she didn't know how to go down, in case she strayed into some mechanism, it was too late to escape.

Mo Yang had a feeling of being stared at by everyone, and he could now clearly feel that this place was under the position where Wahin stood, and it was for this reason that he was able to come to the "altar", "Elders, where is this?" Mo Yang clenched his fists with both hands, if he guessed correctly, these are the prisons where the primordial gods are imprisoned in the mouth of the Black Demon King, and this shadow is very likely to be the primordial gods of the Eighteen Demon Kings!

Don't underestimate the chains one by one, in which the runes flow, it is obviously a very high-end means of prohibition, and the altar built by this black stone is obviously built to imprison them.

Mo Yang was facing the demon king who called him this time, and his "head" swayed slightly, as if he was looking at Mo Yang, a newcomer.

"It's called the Altar of the Trapped Demons, and you're welcome, young man." The original demon king's voice was very slow, vaguely the boss of these shadows, according to what the black lord said at the beginning, this is the thunder of the great demon king!

"I see, that guy from Sihuan wants to destroy Zhaoye, but he doesn't know that Zhaoye is not in that child, haha, it's really self-inflicted!" Immediately after, a woman's voice sounded, although Mo Yang had never seen these so-called "demon kings", but there was a familiar feeling in his heart.

"Shine the night, is it really me?" Mo Yang muttered, until now, if Mo Yang still didn't believe what the Black Demon King said, then he would be a fool, but then again, how did he become a night?

"Boy, listen to what you mean, it seems that I don't know my role very well, although I don't know what happened in it, according to the general situation, Zhaoye should be on the body of that prince, who expected it to be inherited by you." The Thundering Demon King quickly realized that the young man in front of him didn't know why he had inherited the night, so he made this analysis, and this analysis was very correct.

Hearing the words "prince" and "child", Mo Yang suddenly struck a wit, and the past echoed in his mind like a movie.

The prince they are talking about must be the baby born by Blue Star, when he came to the Demon Realm, the first thing he did was to witness Blue Star's birth, there was a casual plot at that time, that is, a ray of light entered his body, could it be that it was the Demon Yuan who illuminated the night!

Ya's yo-yo, no wonder a human can have a magic element, it turns out that this is the reason! Mo Yang suddenly realized that the light was the night, which should have belonged to the prince, but it backfired and entered his body. Hurriedly asked, "So, what the Black Lord said is true?" ”

"Nonsense! Lao Tzu can still lie to you! You know, that's the remnants of Lao Tzu's consciousness! But seeing the second fan-shaped area on his left, a tall and thin shadow suddenly said, this is the primordial god of the Dark Lord.

Mo Yang scratched his head embarrassedly and looked at the tall and thin shadow, "Uh, I'm sorry." ”

"There's nothing to be ashamed of, you have absorbed the power of Lao Tzu's residual consciousness, I'm afraid you won't be able to use it yet! I'll teach you how to quickly dissolve into your Demon Element, so that I can awaken your true power to shine the night! "The temper of the Black Lord doesn't seem to be very good, but as one of the two Demon Kings who can escape, they must pin all their hopes on the Night Demon King and the Reincarnated Demon King.

Soon, as soon as the Black Lord's words fell, the magical power in his body accelerated, and at the same time, a consciousness was transmitted to his mind, even if the consciousness of the Black Lord was left, its power was enough to reverse the sky, Mo Yang was tantamount to a pie in the sky, quickly sat down cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, and tried his best to receive the power of the Black Lord.

The black armor covered Mo Yang's body again, originally after such a long period of perception, the black armor has undergone a great change, at first it covered the entire body, and then the area covered gradually decreased, but now, the black armor dissolved again, not so much dissolving, but re-tempering, Mo Yang only felt that his body was burning around him, but this pain just stimulated the power of the black armor, but there was a hearty feeling.

The current Mo Yang, like the Phoenix Nirvana, was originally just an ordinary human being, but because of the relationship between the Night Demon Yuan, he began to embark on the path of cultivating demons, and it was precisely because of this coincidence that he had to accept the suffering and harvest that the Night brought him.

The Demon Yuan of the Night Demon King is a powerful force of one of the eighteen demon kings of the ancients, but he has just been born, and he can't exert his true power at all, and now with the help of the Black Demon King, coupled with such a long period of understanding, finally at a certain node, the black armor is blood-red, and the whole appearance has also undergone a sense of earth-shattering.

There are no ornate patterns, some are just the most rustic armor, but the energy contained in them is not what it used to be.

But that's just the beginning! After the original demonization, Mo Yang's figure became taller, and he naturally got rid of the appearance of a black-faced bull's head, but in the past, there was still black armor covering his cheeks, but now, the black armor has completely disappeared, and Mo Yang finally has a unique face belonging to the demon king!

The long brown hair fell down, like a knife-cut face, and on his forehead, there was a scar similar to a half moon, the man was sitting cross-legged, but now he stood up, his height was doubled, and in addition to the strong muscles, the black and red armor was just right, just protecting the joints and other important parts.

"Hmph, the new life of the night is even more handsome than in the past!" A voice said viciously, I don't know if this is envy, or if it is really a bad relationship with Zhaoye in the past.

"Yo, it's worthy of the object chosen by the Night Stalker, I like it!" The woman's voice sounded again, full of seduction.

At this time, the Thundering Great Demon King coughed dryly, "Don't disturb him, he is receiving the inheritance of the night!" ”

If the change in appearance makes Mo Yang feel happy, then what is even more exciting is that his cultivation has directly reached the Great Perfection of Ying Tian Demon in such a short period of time, although so, Mo Yang believes that his real strength is not as unbearable as his real cultivation looks!

This is the energy of the Eighteen Demon Kings of the Ancients!

Mo Yang slowly closed his eyes, and a wave of consciousness began to become clear from blur.