Often, one or two little devils will also cause huge killings when they wander into populous cities.

And the heavy losses of the witchers, especially the official witchers, have made this situation even worse.

The only thing to celebrate is that, anyway, Alius and the archdemons under his command have been killed.

The catastrophe of the destruction of this world was solved in this way.

At this time, Wang Zhenling was sitting in a laboratory, seemingly with various alchemy potions.

After this battle, Wang Zhenling seemed to suddenly have a great interest in the alchemy potions of this world.

In this world, ancient alchemy was originally a secret tradition.

It is said that in ancient times, there were not so many dark creatures.

At that time, the power of the church was so great that it was believed that all powers except the true God were heretics.

Alchemists are the same, they can only be passed on secretly, and taught by master and apprentice.

However, in modern times, with the rise of witchers, the demand for alchemical potions has increased.

Of course, it was impossible to supply so many alchemy potions with the previous secret model.

All of them have long since opened many schools for the training of alchemists.

However, the control of alchemy potions is still very strict......

It is very difficult for ordinary people to get the formula for alchemy elixir.

And if you don't have more than ten years of professional training, even if you have a formula, it would be wishful thinking to follow the formula and dispense that incomparably complex alchemy potion!

However, this is not a difficult thing for Wang Zhenling.

Those demons in Taras are so good in this world, if they don't have the slightest idea about these alchemy potions, they won't believe in the true spirit of the king who killed him.

Therefore, Wang Zhenling easily obtained the alchemy formula and the true secret of alchemy from Taras.

"I see, I see! I said that in those alchemy potions, how could there be divine power. I see!"

figured out the mystery of this alchemy potion, but the corners of Wang Zhenling's mouth were slightly upturned.

It seems that in the history of this world, it is not so simple!

At this time, Wang Zhenling stood up with his hands in his hands, raised his eyes to look at the sky, his heart moved slightly, and the sky turned dark in an instant, revealing the stars in the sky.

The pedestrians in the streets and alleys looked up at the sky in shock, showing a panicked expression: "Why is it suddenly dark?"

"Is it a solar eclipse ......?"

However, the next moment, Wang Zhenling snorted, took two steps back, and blood overflowed between his mouth and nose.

The darkness of the night quickly faded, revealing the bright sun again.

If it weren't for so many people who were shocked, they really thought that the scene they had just seen was just an illusion, or they had seen it wrong!

"Even with the help of Tianluo Zhu, the origin of this heaven and earth that I have mastered is only one or two percent!

But it doesn't matter, as long as I continue to evolve this day, I will be able to control this world after all......"

After such a period of time, Wang Zhenling already knew very well what he needed from this world.

For an existence like Wang Zhenling, who has already reached the Purple Edict level, what is needed next is the world itself!

Or the origin of the world!

In the Dongchen World, as long as there is a Heavenly Emperor for a day, it is obviously impossible for anyone else to touch these.

But this world is different!

At this time, Wang Zhenling already regarded this world as his own private property!

Perhaps this world is far less powerful than the origin of the Dongchen world.

It is a world that is still in decay and constantly falling towards the abyss.

But it was just convenient for Wang Zhenling to control......

"If this world is too strong, it's really inconvenient for me to control it!

But I'm not a demon clone for this kind of thing!

Moreover, the power of the devil is the power of destruction, and the conflict with the way of my immortals is too great.

It doesn't matter if I exist like this for the time being, but if it is too long, I am afraid that the power of the demons will also pollute my Buddha-figure.

But for the time being, this witcher world still needs to be guarded. This demon clone is still needed for the time being!

Thinking like this, the plan has been decided.

The next moment, Wang Zhenling had already stepped out of this so-called research room.

The entire bright and clean research room quickly turned into a ball of silver light, and then shrank into Wang Zhenling's hand, turning into a silver square.

It's the Temple of Destiny!

"Your Excellency!"

Taras appeared beside Wang Zhenling and said respectfully.

The power of this adult, he is becoming more and more incomprehensible.

Now even the mighty demon lord Alius has died at the hands of this lord.

You know, in that infinite abyss, Alius is a very powerful lord. It won't be weaker than any of the gods of the main god level!

And now, this lord is actually dead, dead in the hands of Wang Zhenling!

This also made him more and more in awe of Wang Zhenling.

In any case, the most powerful existence in this demon hunter world is of course the adult in front of him!

Wang Zhenling said lightly: "I asked you to make an appointment with those vampires, did you make an appointment?"

"Of course, these people are already in the conference room......"

Taras smiled cruelly.

These damned Bloods are against them at every turn, and now it's time to clean them up!

In the conference room, several vampires were arguing.

The demons, on the other hand, sat quietly, like puppets, no matter what the vampires were arguing about, they would not move.

"Damn, when is Taras going to let us wait? If he doesn't come out, we're leaving......"

Only the head of the Blaise family who sat at the top looked indifferent, did not say a word, and tasted the black tea in front of him in small sips, as if he was drinking afternoon tea with his friends.

Not in the slightest bit moved by Taras's tardiness.

This kind of thing is up to the subordinates to express their dissatisfaction.

As the superior of the blood clan, of course, you must behave in a manners.

The most important thing is, of course, that night, in the night of turmoil, the Bloods assassinated Taras without success.

This time, Taras must ask to get back on the field, and if the two sides don't want to go to war in an all-out way, then of course the blood clan will have to pay a sufficient price!

Of course, he was fully prepared.

If Taras wants to take advantage of this opportunity to kill him Blaze.

Then Blaise already has a backhand to deal with it!

At this moment, the door to the conference room opened, and two people walked in.

"Whose ...... is this?"

Blaitze's gaze shrank slightly.

The person who walked in front was not Taras.

Instead, Taras walked behind the man in front of him, his back slightly bent, clearly respectful to the man in front of him.