A piercing cry quietly sounded in his ears, like the cry of an ancient bird.

Just listening to this sound can make people think of the horror of the ancient demons.

Chen Changan stared at the stone tablet in front of him, the runes on it were no longer as good as they were at first glance, as if they had turned into an ancient demon bird flying over it, which was terrifying.

The terrifying demonic aura surged on the stone tablet, and there was a faint blue light flowing.

There is definitely a very strong demon clan inheritance hidden on this stone stele.

Chen Changan took a step forward, but was blocked by an invisible force.

Like all the stone tablets I had encountered before, I still couldn't get close.

I looked at it twice and sighed.

Chen Changan turned around and walked towards the depths of the thick fog.

Dozens of zhang later, I saw a four-zhang stone tablet again, the first time I saw the stone tablet, it was an ordinary appearance, but when he approached to about three feet, the runes on the stone tablet were golden, as if alive, this time it was turned into a dragon-like demon beast on the stone tablet.

A terrifying demonic aura poured out from the stone tablet, and a heavy dragon roar sounded in his ears.

However, just as he was about to get closer, he felt a huge force blocking him, making him unable to get closer.

Seeing this, Chen Changan sighed helplessly, so he had to turn around and go deeper again.

He didn't know that all the stone tablets on the road he had passed were glowing with a faint light and surging demonic energy, and before he came, these stone tablets had been silent for an unknown number of years.

Whenever Tianjiao of the demon clan enters the Demon Hidden Palace, it is enough to alarm the old city of Snow if he can attract a stone tablet.

In the depths of the White Emperor Palace, on the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, where the tablets of the thousands of ancestors of the demon clan are erected.

On the altar, those black wooden tablets that had been silent for an unknown number of years were full of light, shaking and trembling, and making a noisy sound.

A demonic wind blew.

The brass wind chimes hanging from the pillars of the temple were blown and shaken, making a tinkling and crisp sound.

The face of the peony lady standing in front of the worship platform changed suddenly.

"It's ......"

Peony Niangniang turned around and was about to find the White Emperor.

The void shook, and then the figures of the White Emperor and the Empress quietly appeared in the palace.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Peony Niangniang saw the figure of the White Emperor appear, and immediately asked.

The White Emperor's golden eyes looked at the offering platform, and his face showed a look of distraction.

This scene is familiar!

But how is that possible?

How could it be possible for such a peerless talent to appear in the same force at the same time?

The White Emperor's mind was surging, and the saint's mood fluctuated in an instant.

"It has been recognized by all the current ancestors of the demon clan!"

The emperor's beautiful eyes condensed, a layer of mist appeared in her bright eyes, her chest throbbed violently, and her red lips murmured.

How similar this scene was back then!

In the past, there was a white-clothed sword saint for a female goblin, one person and one sword into the snow old city, and when no one was invincible, he was introduced into the Demon Hidden Palace, and wanted to use the ancient formation of the demon clan in the hall to kill the other party, but he just entered the Demon Hidden Hall and did not wait for the formation to be urged, but it was actually recognized by the inheritance stone tablets containing the remnants of the demon ancestors.

Wasn't that the Ten Thousand Demon Temple like that day?

She will never forget that scene in her life!

The emperor's white hand gently covered her face and turned around directly.

The crisp copper bells echoed chaotically in the main hall, and the emperor and queen let the cold wind blow on her face, looking at the whistling snow outside the palace gate, as if she saw the white-clothed young man who called her a fairy back then.

That year, she was not the emperor, just a little goblin named Wen Renyue.

Grace's eyes suddenly reddened.

Although the emperor's voice was very small, the peony lady on the side could hear it very clearly.

Her beautiful eyes looked at the ranking on the altar, and her eyes widened!

She also knew what happened back then, although she was not big at that time, but after all, it happened to her brother, and the impact of that incident on the demon clan was huge.

After all, no one in the demon clan has been recognized by so many ancestral remnants for thousands of years, but it is for a human race to do it.

"Brother, do you want to send a message to let him out?"

Peony Niangniang looked sideways, looked at the White Emperor on the side and asked.

The White Emperor came back to his senses slightly, calmed down his surging thoughts, and said, "No, since I promised to let him in, I will let him stay until the third day is full!"

Peony Niangniang's beautiful eyes swept slightly, and she wanted to speak and then stopped.

......

At the same time, inside the Demon Hidden Palace.

Chen Changan didn't know what was going on in the outside world, and still walked all the way to the depths.

I don't know how long it took, the stone tablets on both sides disappeared, the white fog in front of me gradually dissipated, and even the road under my feet changed, no longer the pitch-black soil, but the ground paved with black square bricks, and each brick was engraved with a faint black pattern.

Chen Changan walked dozens of steps, his brows furrowed slightly.

The demonic aura in these surroundings gradually faded, but a faint demonic aura filled the void.

Dozens of more steps.

"Immortal cultivator?"

A woman's voice quietly echoed in the void.

Chen Changan was shocked by the sudden sound, and immediately stopped, his eyes swept around, empty and nothing!

Auditory hallucinations?

Just as he was about to continue walking deeper, the woman's voice sounded again, "No, how could an immortal cultivator step into the Heavenly Demon Prison?"

Chen Changan was stunned for a moment, raised his head and said, "What Heavenly Demon Prison?"

As he spoke, his gaze looked around again, still empty and without any living beings.

"The strength is so weak, but this cultivation is the orthodox inheritance of my demon path!"

The woman's voice rang out again.

Chen Changan looked around, and an illusory figure of a woman in a black dress appeared in front of him.

She wore a black veil on her face, revealing only a pair of dark eyes.

In her eyes, two beams of gaze fell on Chen Changan.

Chen Changan only felt that his body stiffened, and his limbs couldn't move in an instant, as if he was held by an invisible big hand, and the spiritual power in his body stopped working at this moment.

Under these two gazes, Chen Changan only felt as if he had been completely seen up and down.

Who is this woman?

Could it be the predecessor of the demon clan in the Demon Hidden Palace?

That's not right, the predecessors of the demon clan should have demonic energy, this woman has such a strong demonic energy, a cultivator can perceive it, how can it be a person of the demon clan!

And before entering the Demon Treasure Palace, I didn't hear the White Emperor say that there was anyone in this hall.

Chen Changan's heart swelled for a moment, then he looked up at the woman in front of him and said, "Senior, who are you?"

The woman in black didn't pay attention to Chen Changan's words, but looked at Chen Changan's body for a long time before saying, "The physique is too weak, the talent is also poor, and the cultivation is not solid enough!"

Chen Changan: "......"

He was speechless.

The woman in black glanced at her and said, "But after waiting for so long, only you came, it seems that it can only be you!"

Chen Changan was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to ask what he meant.

In the next second, the woman in black in front of her disappeared out of thin air.

A force so powerful that he couldn't resist it poured out of the void around him, instantly engulfing him.

Chen Changan only felt that his eyes were dark, and then there seemed to be a wisp of strange power shooting towards his Mud Pill Palace.

He only felt that the power and soul power of the primordial gods in the Mud Pill Palace were instantly shrouded in a pitch-black light, and he lost the power to resist.

Then, that mysterious power actually drilled towards his primordial god womb.

A sharp pain erupted from the depths of his soul, as if a carving knife had carved into his soul.

Chen Changan instantly lost his perception of the outside world.

Around his body, at this moment, he was engulfed by endless black flames, and the source of those black flames was the gap between the black bricks under his feet.

When the black flames completely engulfed his body, the ground shook.

Chen Changan's body lost control and fell to the ground very naturally, and at the moment when his body fell to the ground, the black bricks around him shattered, and the pitch-black chains glowing with demonic aura shot out from the ground, surging towards Chen Changan's body with endless runic light.

In an instant, it seemed to turn into a demonic hell, with black flames raging and magic chains entwined.

Chen Changan's body was constantly sparkling in the black flames, like refined iron being tempered, and those black chains drilled into his body along each of his meridians.

For these, Chen Changan couldn't feel it.

In his perception at the moment, there was only a sharp pain in the soul, and the pain was so extreme that he even lost consciousness of the pain in the soul.

Chen Changan fell into a deep sleep.

At the moment when he was asleep, a woman's voice sounded in the Mud Pill Palace.

"I can't take it away!"

"I see, this son has actually cultivated into a flower on the other side!"

"Was it all fate?"

After a shock, the mud pill palace returned to calm.

Those black powers that were raging in the Mud Pill Palace slowly converged, and they all converged into the primordial god's womb.

I don't know how long it has been.

Chen Changan only felt that the sharp pain in his soul seemed to disappear, his perception slowly recovered, and someone from the outside world seemed to be calling him.

"Chen Chang'an!"

"Wake up!"

Chen Changan slowly opened his eyes and saw a man and a woman looking down at him.

Isn't this face the White Emperor and the Peony Niangniang?

Chen Changan was stunned, immediately opened his eyes wide, and said, "White Emperor, why did you come in?"

Emperor Bai looked at Chen Changan, who had a dreamy face, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, not knowing what to say.

And the peony lady on one side said angrily: "You have been sleeping for three days, don't you come in and let you continue to sleep?"

Chen Changan was stunned when he heard this, and said, "What, it's been three days?"

Peony Niangniang frowned, stared and said, "You don't know?"

Chen Changan looked around with a puzzled expression, only to see that the scorched earth was scattered with broken bricks and tiles, which was very different from what he saw when he came.

"How is this possible?"

Chen Changan himself was stunned, he raised his head and was about to explain, when suddenly a chill appeared from the depths of his soul.

"Shut up!"