True Dragon Palace.

"Liu Fu is dead. The blood bank created by the Terrans collecting the blood of various races was looted. The essence blood of the alien race, including the essence blood of our demon race, is all missing. ”

"Who did it, we can't find out at the moment."

"The fire god flame drove that piece of broken land, and after it sank in the Fifth Realm, it never came up again."

"Not long ago, Yu Xin of the Heavenly Clan, and Dazzle of the Demon Scale Clan, they all got the news that no one was allowed to return to the Fifth Realm at this time."

"There is a wave of luck that flashed in the void outside the forbidden earth and was intercepted by a mysterious person."

"King Li, Li Zhaotian, Su Wanrou and the others are still not in the Fifth Realm."

"The fifth definition is that something earth-shattering has happened!"

“……”

A flock of gray sparrows, chirping in the empty hall.

The dragon who turned into a human sat alone on a high seat, with his arms on the armrests, as if he was outside the gods.

There should be many ninth-level dragons in a huge true dragon hall, and a group of demon kings on both sides.

But it was just him and a flock of grey sparrows.

His most important dragon was killed, the new generation of the Yanlong clan, Long Yan, also died, and the two ninth-level dragons were killed by Pang Jian one after another outside the Holy Spirit Continent.

The power of the Dragon Cave has never been so weak.

The "Poison Tribulation" broke out in the Holy Spirit Continent, causing the tragic deaths of many demon clansmen, and he acted as the vanguard of the alien race, first attacking the Rock Continent, and then preventing Li Zhaotian from becoming a true god.

As a result, the little girl in "Thunder Cave" was successfully rescued by Li Zhaotian, and Li Zhaotian was also successfully consecrated.

After merging with the "Heavenly Forbidden", Li Zhaotian's improvement in combat power was extremely terrifying, he was seriously injured not long ago, and had to retreat into the Dragon Cave, relying on the Dragon Cave and the Holy Spirit Continent to heal.

The old demon king began to question his abilities and his choices.

There are also many demon kings and big demons, although they are afraid of his power and don't say much, but they are all nostalgic for Tianfeng in their hearts, and miss the old Xuan Turtle who thinks about the future of the demon clan everywhere.

"Should I leave?"

Long Huan's eyes showed confusion.

He waved his hand in anticipation, and a flock of gray sparrows, who were in charge of reporting the news to him, flew out of the True Dragon Hall along the window.

The dragon looked at the dome of the temple, at the flame dragons, thunder dragons, frost dragons, and five-clawed golden dragons with teeth and claws, and at the real dragons soaring over the star-studded dome.

It's like swimming in the endless starry sky.

The dragon and star map engraved on the dome is the grand occasion that the dragon clan should have in the heart of the dragon, and he is reluctant to leave in purgatory, just to create many dragon gods.

He wanted to wait for the birth of five or more tenth-level dragon gods in the dragon cave to come out, and everyone would break through the heavenly ban together.

Since the dragon clan is an important branch of the ancient demon clan, isn't the appearance of many dragon gods also a sign of the great prosperity of the ancient demon clan?

Doesn't it mean the splendor of the demon race?

When the dragon clan is strong, it will naturally benefit the entire demon clan and allow more demon kings in purgatory to be promoted to demon gods.

It's just a matter of first and second, why are those demon kings dissatisfied with themselves?

The frustrated dragon wanted to go into the depths of the rocky ground and have an open talk with the reborn old turtle, wanting to ask the old turtle what he had done wrong.

Suddenly, he felt his heart flutter, a pressure that came from nowhere.

There was something that was both familiar to Him and strange to him, gathering momentum where He was not clear.

That power seemed to be able to threaten Him, to make Him die in Purgatory.

"Perhaps, I really should go."

This old dragon, who has dominated the Thunder Divine Path for thousands of years, so that those who cultivate the Thunder Spirit Technique cannot see the way out, muttered a little uneasily.

……

Beiqi Broken Land, and some Broken Ground where Tianfeng's bones fell, there were abnormal changes that occurred unconsciously.

Worm Valley, Black Water Pool, Lake Island and other places, a section of the once divine light, and then turned into a gray-white huge phoenix bone, the color gradually changed to black.

The demon who was active in the shattered ground noticed the color change of the bones of the heavenly phoenix, but he didn't know why.

Not only the demons here, but also many alien warriors of the Fifth Realm, noticed that the bones of the Heavenly Phoenix in the shattered ground also changed color.

For no reason, the bones turned from grayish white to black.

……

The Sixth Level.

After Pang Jian's real body sank, the Black Dragon King was silently waiting for Pang Jian's interrogation in a foreign place where the filthy power was more majestic and the dark power was more turbulent.

Suddenly, a dark power that he could not comprehend poured into his massive, sinuous dragon body.

Each of his dragon scales emitted an icy metallic sheen, appearing darker and harder.

His dragon soul, surrounded by a dark power that seemed to be a substance, was forced to accept the laws of darkness that he could not comprehend at the height of his current bloodline.

His dragon soul began to materialize!

Through Pang Jian, he knew that when the lower gods outside the heavens confirmed their ranks, they only had abnormal changes in their hearts.

Like Him, like all beings who strengthen themselves through blood, they all break through with such steps.

His dragon heart melted into a filthy essence, and many hidden bloodlines rejuvenated their strength, and he also regained his lost memories in one fell swoop, and re-transformed into the black dragon king who was rampant in the Fifth Realm.

However, outside of heaven he was just a lowly god.

The sign of the median god is to cast the materialized Godhead, and it is the soul to have the carrier of the Godhead!

And now, he is being pushed by the dark power of the Fifth Realm, and he has directly opened the godhead condensation of the path of the middle god!

The Black Dragon King couldn't help but let out a low roar of emotion.

He said in his heart: "I knew that in the Fifth Realm of Purgatory, I could have such a great luck, and I should have sunk before I fought with the dragon hustle. When I become a median god and have a godhead, how can Long Huan be my opponent? ”

"Darkness, the fifth, sixth, and seventh levels of purgatory!"

"Darkness is the eternal theme of the world below, and I was born with dark mysteries in my veins, I should have been the darling of the world below!"

"I should have understood!"

The Black Dragon King was excited.

……

In the seventh realm, Pang Jian descended in his true body, feeling like he was in a box without a bronze medal.

Extreme darkness, vast void, without any energy he knew well.

Nothingness, silence, emptiness, is how he feels about the world.

Unlike the situation in the box, the Seventh Realm was not cold, and there were no abnormal forces that affected his physical sensations.

He lit a ray of fire at his fingertips, and he unleashed a bolt of lightning that could not illuminate the darkness.

Darkness engulfed all light in an instant.

He didn't perceive the vitality with his qi and blood sense, he spread out his divine consciousness, and he didn't find the magnetic field of the living soul nearby.

The First Demon, Rugged, and perhaps also here, Luo Hongyan, who had not been able to contact him since his arrival.

He wandered aimlessly.

In the beginning, he could not see his limbs with his eyes, but only with his godhead.

And in the fifth and sixth realms, he can see in the dark.

There is no dirt here, no gold, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, thunder and lightning, no sun, moon and stars, only pure black, and this black does not even have energy.

It's just black.

But in the Sixth Realm above, the darkness itself has energy, and so does the Fifth Realm.

He roared here, he sensed in his godhead, he tried to find the first demon.

At one point, his eyes were suddenly able to see, allowing him to see his limbs.

In the pure darkness of the Seventh Realm, his eyes returned to normal, and he examined himself in great surprise, and subconsciously touched the bronze medal.

The bronze medal was unusual, and there was no abnormality in his body, which prevented him from finding the cause.

Since he hadn't found anything and had no clue about the situation in the Seventh Realm, he didn't rush to communicate with the Black Dragon King and tell Xiao Hei about his current situation.

He continued to fly, continuing to swing aimlessly.

……

Beyond Thunder Hell.

The underground palace that symbolized Zimo's noble identity surrounded the vast soul rivers, and Huo Ran flew away from this treacherous fog area.

"Evacuate."

The sound of purple ink came from the crystal cards.

Listening, there was a hint of frustration.

A group of people gathered near the Thunder Prison and laid a net of heaven and earth, and the gods who were waiting for Pang Jian to appear were dumbfounded when they pinched the crystal cards in their hands.

"Those Thunder Hell Demon Gods who are loyal to Hemotian have not only revealed their identities, but also failed to force Pang Jian out."

The voice of another ghost clan god sounded from the crystal card corresponding to the major gods, and he said for Zimo: "Since Pang Jian knows that we intercept and kill him outside the Thunder Prison, he will definitely shrink in the Thunder Prison and will definitely not come out." ”

The gods were in an uproar and shouted and evacuated.

Not long after, due to the fall of Youkui, the gods of all parties who had sunk into the mist due to the summons of Zimo scattered in a hurry.

"Why don't you go?"

The sun god was controlling the altar, and when the sun was about to go away, he suddenly noticed that Hanyi's altar was not moving.

He couldn't help but come over, and his handsome face showed a bright smile, and said, "I heard that you and Yingyue have a good personal relationship, can you help me say a few kind words, my heart for Yingyue can be learned from the gods!" ”

Han Yi had a cold attitude and said, "When I see him, I will tell you what you think." ”

The sun god smiled at the corners of his mouth, bowed in a chic manner, and said, "If Yingyue is willing to accept me because of your matchmaking, I will be very grateful to you!" ”

"Then don't bother."

The sun god was also interested, and seeing that Han Yi was not interested in talking, he said: "It's not peaceful in the fog recently, you'd better not stay for a long time, I heard that Pang Jian killed Youkui." ”

"Like us, Youkui is also a median god, so it's better for you to be careful."

With a kind reminder, the sun god also stayed away from the outer heaven and earth of the Thunder Prison.

……

A few hours later.

A figure with colorful brilliance came out through the boundary wall of the Thunder Prison and appeared at the bones of Na Fandi.

Han Yiton realized it and hurriedly flew away.

……

Also in the depths of the treacherous fog, Yang Luo, who had a human face and a spider body, did not leave in a hurry.

This ruthless deity who surrendered to Luo Hongyan in purgatory and had severely injured Pang Jian in the treacherous fog had been secretly keeping an eye on Han Yi, observing his expression and demeanor, and watching his worries and sorrows.

"Sure enough, there are ghosts."

Yang Luo sneered.

……

ps: Cheeky to ask for a monthly pass~

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