Chapter 196: Passage Demon Dao Fruit

Evil thoughts of the deep sea, Heng Yuan Tian.

The palace is majestic, the weather is deep, the rainbow hangs down in the air, there are thousands, horizontally in front of the window, its color weaves blood, a piece of red, gives people a kind of disaster that is coming.

Li Yuanfeng's body of the Lord of the Heart Demon sensed the abnormal movement, and paced out, and outside was the corridor, stretching out a volley platform in front of him, rising high, looking down on the abyss of evil thoughts. Further out, the periphery of the platform is not high stone railing, wooden railing, oblique railing, zigzag, uneven plane, high and low staggered, carved hollow out of the bronze ghost face, holding copper rings of different sizes. Each brass ring looks like a myriad of spells biting, rustling, giving people the sound of grinding teeth, which is very terrifying. The deepest, most terrifying, and most terrifying evil thoughts in the abyss were all drawn up, tilted inside, accumulated, and waited for the day of qualitative change.

Li Yuanfeng's Lord of the Heart Demon made Heng Yuantian sail in the Evil Thought Abyss, not just acting casually, not only to absorb the essence of the Evil Thought Abyss, but also to find the Heavenly Demon that might be bred, wanting to receive it under his command and contribute to the Heart Demon Road opened up for himself.

"Hey,"

Li Yuanfeng turned his thoughts, held the railing in his hand, condescendingly, and looked into the distance. There, on the abyssal sea, the waves are turbulent, the turbid waves are emptied, and it seems that countless evil dragons are making noise below. Even if you occasionally show a scale and a half claw, you can see the extraordinary magic contained in the pattern.

Yes, demonic.

Cunning, ruthless, changeable.

demagoguery, sowing discord, killing chaos.

I don't know how to describe all kinds of negative words used in it, but they can't show what if.

"Shang Jing,"

Li Yuanfeng's eyes were bright, and he sensed the agitation of the four qi machines, and nodded slightly. If it weren't for his own birth, the other party should be the first demon lord in heaven and earth, and there is no doubt about the great luck he carries. What's more, under the guidance of himself, intentionally or unintentionally, Shangjing "knows shame and is brave" and strives to learn from himself, which to a certain extent has been greatly improved from the trajectory that should have been. Of course, the most important thing is the expansion of the Evil Thoughts Abyss, and the Shangjing Demon Lord, as the only two demon lords, has benefited a lot, and the tide is rising. It is precisely in this way that the promotion of the Shangjing Demon Lord is deserved.

"It's the right time to get promoted. ”

Li Yuanfeng saw the extremely distant demonic boiling, black flames for thousands of miles, smiled lightly, turned his mind, and headed towards the destination. Judging from past experience, this Shangjing Demon Lord is a real "good person", and he has helped him a lot openly and secretly. Now it is at the critical juncture when his ghost car real body is impacting the realm of Daluo, and he needs to "make a contribution" from the Shangjing Demon Lord.

Evil thoughts in the deep sea, I don't know where, the void was originally silent, not to see the bottom, but now for some reason, heavy clouds stirred over, circle after circle, layer after layer, around it, condensed into a treasure wheel phase. As time passed, the treasure wheel gathered more and more, and with each turn, there were verses spit out.

Jingle bell, ding bell, ding bell,

The scriptures fell, hitting the smooth mirror-like abyssal water, touching it, jumping into the air, impregnated with the most original power of the abyss of evil thoughts, dyed with thousands of colors. At first glance, the entire abyssal water seems to rise hundreds of millions of mirrors, some semi-circles, some triangular, some bent like the moon, and some like vertical pupils. Different mirrors reflect different scenes, some killing, some destruction, some bloodthirsty, some cunning, and so on.

The main end of the Shangjing Demon sits upright on a lonely suspended high platform, between the top and the bottom, the whole looks purple and green, like a dragon, rotating like a spinning top, rubbing against the inexplicable qi of the circumference, deriving large and small apertures. In the circle of light, strange and wonderful scriptures are evolved, praising the upper realm, the supreme.

Under the light of the sky, you can see that on the high platform where the demon lord of the upper realm lives, there are golden biloba and silver peach, green bamboo and green willows, Hongqiao across the river bank, cold smoke and mountains, there is a clean atmosphere of empty mountains after rain. Such a scene is not owned by the yin side of the evil thought abyss, but is exactly the same as the yang world.

"This is the fruit of the Dao,"

Shangjing Demon Lord supported his eyebrows with his hand, she was above the door, shooting thousands of millimeters, holding up the real Dao fruit, like a circle but not a circle, like a flat and not flat, it looks very complicated, everything is not inclusive, but if you look closely, it is very pure, Hengyuan is the only one.

"Mine is the fruit of the Devil's Way,"

The Shangjing Demon Lord raised his head slightly, his vertical pupils shining, staring at the Dao Fruit that he had just condensed, and as soon as this Dao Fruit was completed, it immediately colluded with the rules of the entire Evil Thoughts Abyss in the Underworld, drawing a steady stream of power and secrets from it, and then infused it into his Demon Body, which immediately underwent transformation.

"Dao Fruit, Dao Fruit,"

The Shangjing Demon Lord whispered twice, his voice was not loud, but his tone was full of joy. She was really happy that she had achieved the Demon Dao Fruit. Not to mention anything else, because he realized the importance of this world to his demon lord himself and the abyss of evil thoughts, this demon lord usually went to this world to make waves. But when he arrived in the heavens and all worlds, without the protection of the power of the evil thoughts of the deep sea, and contrary to the rules of the heavens and all the worlds, he had to be careful, for fear of encountering the true power of the heavens and all the worlds, and became a prisoner. Now the Dao fruit is complete, but to a certain extent, it radiates to the present world, and its activity ability has greatly increased.

The fly in the ointment is that compared to Li Yuanfeng's unique mellow and flawless Heart Demon Dao Fruit, Shangjing Demon Lord's Sutra Demon Dao Fruit is much worse, whether it is the connection with the Evil Thoughts Abyssal Sea, or otherwise, it is not at the same level.

"Such power,"

The Shangjing Demon Lord faintly knew that her Dao Fruit was not perfect, but as for the specifics, she didn't know, she was just immersed in the joy of promotion now, meditating on the power of the Dao Fruit, and the subtlety of her demon body that was close to the Heavenly Golden Immortal, and she was happy.

Thundered

At this time, suddenly a loud noise sounded out of thin air, and the Shangjing Demon Lord suddenly raised his head, and found that the void in front of him collapsed, and a huge blood lotus appeared, a total of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine leaves, each leaf has its own time and space, or as big as a mountain, or as small as a mustard seed, inside or pavilions, or hanging gold treasure hall, or Hongqiao pavilion, or empty valley and deep mountains, sparse colors, constantly people flowing, male or female, old or young, there are joys, sorrows, seven emotions and six desires, and the mouth recites the Heart Demon Sutra. There was a majestic figure standing in the top hall of the blood lotus, endless scripture jumps appeared behind him, and his deep eyes cast over, even if the current realm and strength of the above Jing Demon Lord, he felt a kind of pressure.

"Hengyuan,"

The pretty face of the Shangjing Demon Lord sank, and his voice was low.

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