Outside the Demon King's Palace!

This is an extremely magnificent square, the ground is paved with special white jade, and just standing on it will give people a feeling of refreshment.

"Altar?" Ye Tingnan glanced at the square, and soon found that the altar placed in the center was not there when he first came to the Demon King Palace, and it was obviously just arranged.

"His Royal Highness the Demon Lord, please!"

At this time, I saw Meng Yixiang make a gesture of invitation to the south of the night, signaling the other party to walk to the center of the altar.

"Uh..."Ye Tiannan was stunned, and said tentatively: "Isn't there anything special to explain?"

Looking at the situation in front of him, he always felt that he needed to pay attention to something to avoid unexpected situations!

As soon as the words fell, not far from the side, Wang Xishang frowned, and said in a deep voice to Meng Yixiang: "The hour has come, please don't waste any more time on Your Highness!"

"Hmph, start it as soon as possible, finish it as soon as possible!" Feng Shenyu spoke at the same time, even if there was no anger on his face, but the words he said were extremely cold, he naturally didn't want Meng Yixiang to help Ye Yannan at this juncture.

Meng Yixiang ignored them, but her heart moved slightly, and a wave of soul power rippled open...

At the same time, a solemn, somewhat worried voice sounded in Ye Tannan's mind.

"Your Highness the Demon Lord, please remember that after entering the altar, remember to get rid of distracting thoughts and don't think about anything!"

"Hmm... What if I'm confused?" replied tentatively.

"That's fine, someone will protect you!"

After a soft, complex voice fell, Nightfall Nan saw Meng Yixiang make a gesture of invitation to him again.

"Okay!" Ye Tiannan nodded, and quickly walked to the altar, he clasped his hands to his chest, his eyes closed, and meditated on the state of the Demon King's Eye.

He secretly made a decision that if the Demon King's Eye had any bad signs, he would not hesitate to teleport out of here, even ...... He activates the Phoenix Seal!

After all, he only knew the general process of the ritual, and he didn't know how dangerous the ritual was, and whether it might threaten his life!

Seeing that Ye Tanan was in place, Meng Yixiang looked at the Eight Kings, her already serious face instantly turned cold, and she said in a deep voice: "Let's start!"

"Okay!" Wang Xishang nodded first, and glanced at Feng Shenyu, the corners of his mouth curled.

Seeing this, the wind god feather bowed his head, and then nodded: "Let's start!"

Soon, nine kings rose into the air, and they surrounded the altar, suspended in the void.

Airplanes!

In a flash...

Tear pull –

A sharp hissing sound came out, and I saw that the space in front of the nine people became distorted, and the next moment, a spatial crack suddenly tore open in front of everyone, and the dark crack flickered with terrifying thunder.

That thunderbolt only flickered for a moment, and it gave people the feeling that it could annihilate any living thing in the world, let alone touch, and it took great courage to even get close.

"Is this the ability of the king!" Ye Tannan looked up, he stared at the scene in front of him, and his heart longed...... It won't be long before I can too!

But...

Before Ye Tannan could finish his vision, a powerful energy poured out from the nine spatial cracks, raging towards him, it did not belong to spiritual power, nor did it belong to soul power, but a more advanced power, which only king-level could use...... The Power of the Origin!

Tear pull...

In the blink of an eye, the majestic energy submerged the altar, but it did not hurt the night tilt for half a minute, but formed something similar to the formation pattern, which seemed to awaken something.

The next moment...

Boom! Boom!

Terrifying thunder flashed around the altar, even if it was shining during the day at this moment, everyone in the field felt a fluctuation of palpitating energy.

"Go again!" the corners of Fengshenyu's mouth furrowed, his arms spread, and he saw that the spatial crack in front of him suddenly expanded, and then, an even more violent energy burst out, surging towards the altar.

"Add me!" Wang Xishang sneered, and as soon as he finished speaking, the spatial crack in front of him expanded at the same time, and a large amount of origin power poured into the altar.

"What are you two doing?" Meng Yixiang was shocked, he stared at Feng Shenyu and Wang Xishang, and scolded, "Are you planning to murder His Royal Highness the Demon Lord?"

"Hehe..."The corners of Wang Xishang's mouth furled, and he smiled brightly: "What you say is ugly, we are obviously helping His Royal Highness the Demon Lord to better accept the inheritance, how can it be said that it is murder?"

"Or is His Highness the Guards afraid that this bit of energy will hurt His Highness the Demon Lord?" Feng Shenyu frowned, and then said in a deep voice: "If you can't even resist this pressure, it's better to change a Demon Lord as soon as possible!"

As he spoke, Feng Shenyu and Wang Xishang increased their transmission speed again, and the vast power of the origin continued to pour into the altar.

"And me!" Feng Xiaotian let out a low sigh and erupted...

After a short time, except for Meng Yixiang and Zhang Chong, the rest of the seven kings all burst out with a large amount of origin power, and poured into the altar without hesitation, until the energy of the altar was completely filled, and even overflowed in large quantities, they did not stop.

Meng Yixiang stared at this scene, she didn't speak again, but the palm hidden in her sleeve unconsciously clenched, maybe because of the force, the fingertips carved like jade went deep into the palm, and there was a trace of paleness.

She knew very well that she didn't need so much energy to activate the altar, but these kings in front of her were like this every time they ascended the throne, and this time it was even more excessive, directly filling the altar!

This has a great impact on the Demon Lord's next inheritance, and one careless person may lose his life.

Although he knew that the Demon Lord was guarded by the Phoenix Seal, he couldn't help but worry.

"Tut-tut..."

"Do the math, this is the six hundred and sixty-sixth, or the lower one in the first grade, it really worries this king!" Wang Xishang laughed at this time, and his smile was extremely bright.

"Your Highness, do you remember how many Demon Lords have fallen here?" Feng Shenyu looked at Meng Yixiang with a smile at the same time, his smile was a little playful.

Yumeika didn't bother to pay attention, just stared at everything that happened at the altar with a deep brow, her beautiful eyes filled with deep worry.

Soon...

There was a change in the altar, and I saw a pitch-black long sword slowly emerging in the center of the altar, the whole body shimmering with metallic luster, even from a distance, I could feel the sharp aura emanating from the long sword, as well as the ...... The arrogance of contempt for all beings!

This is a sword with a spirit, there is a spirit in the sword, and there is a sword spirit who has been silent in the sword for hundreds of years!

When the pitch-black long sword appeared, Wang Xishang and Feng Shenyu both showed playful looks, staring at everything in the altar without blinking at the moment, they wanted to know...... What kind of death will Nightfall Nan be!

Airplanes!

As the long sword emerged, a pressure suddenly pressed down towards the altar, and the banner planted in the altar was shattered in an instant.

"Illusion Spiritual Pressure!" Meng Yixiang frowned, and she muttered softly, sinking into deeper worry.

Illusion Spiritual Pressure, this is exactly what she has been worried about, and it is also the reason why the mortality rate of the previous new Demon Lords is so high.

In this illusion, the inheritor needs to resist the strong soul pressure, and to overcome all the illusions in the illusion, if he can't wake up in time, but indulge in this illusion, then the other party's soul may be directly wiped out by the spiritual pressure!

"Hopefully... It's okay?" Meng Yixiang muttered softly.

That's when ...

The nine kings suddenly noticed the abnormality, and they all changed color...

"What's going on?"

"Why is the energy of the altar shrinking?"

The Eight Kings instantly tightened his brows, but he didn't know that at this moment, Ye Tilt South, his gaze completely fell on the system interface.

[Ding, energy source detected, is it charged?]

【Charging...】