Similarly, Chen Yu also felt that there were several breaths that had entered this Supreme Dao Palace not long ago, and he, like Ning Shenzong, had a pitch-black imprint on his body, and was called by something in the Supreme Dao Palace to come here.

Yu Xizhaosen's cold eyes turned, not as docile and demure as in the past, but like two abominable ice blades, piercing Chen Yu's heart.

If it weren't for Chen Yu, she wouldn't have turned her back on her identity as an outcast of the Heavenly Sword to enter Xuanxin Peak, and she would be discussed with Ning Shenzong......

If it weren't for Chen Yu, Ning Shenzong wouldn't have endured it for three years, just to make a splash and cover up the humiliation of the past......

It wasn't Chen Yu, Ning Shenzong was supposed to be the dragon of the East China Sea, the son of luck of an era...... It's not Chen Yu, Ning Shenzong, who used to be proud of his life, finally said that sentence unwillingly-I'm not as good as him!

All of this is Chen Yu's fault, not for him to appear, maybe she and Ning Shenzong should become a well-known immortal Taoist couple in the East China Sea......

Only hatred born of despair is the most unforgettable...... And now, all Yu Xizhao's fantasies and expectations have disappeared in vain, and all these mistakes come from Chen Yu.

Chen Yu's eyes were calm, but looking at the woman's extremely hateful gaze, it made him feel an irrepressible tingle in his heart, and the purest and most untainted memory of the past was severed, and there was no nostalgia for the emptiness.

Dressed in red and holding his arm, Dongluo Liuli quietly appeared beside him, and his smile was like a peach blossom that was evenly smiling.

The four of them were speechless, and they didn't need too many words, the entire huge square was like a boundless plain, and the four of them stood together, as if they saw that there were countless monks who looked up to the Supreme Dao Palace, and chanted with incomparably pious chanting, leaving indelible traces of the Dao in time.

"I didn't expect you to come to the place where the First Demon sat in advance!" The Holy Son of Shura walked out of the gray mist, and his body was covered with a layer of qi and blood, which made the four of them frown that this kind of qi and blood was very fresh, and it was definitely left over from the killing, and there was more than one.

He licked the corners of his blood-red lips, pouted with a meaningful smile, his gaze stayed on Chen Yu, and said, "Mad Jun, I didn't expect us to meet so soon. ”

"I didn't cripple you last time, so do you want to run again this time? Chen Yu looked at him directly, as domineering as ever.

"This time I won't run, no one will be able to run when I enter this Supreme Dao Palace......" Shura Holy Son said softly, looking at this Supreme Dao Palace, there was a look of yin and yin expectation.

"Then why is there no me?" With a wild roar, the wind remnant sky controlled the Red Moon Long Knife, which was also stained with blood, and looked at the entire battlefield, and finally fell on Chen Yu.

Buzzing!

A sea of fire shook, burning the sky, burning the heavens, burning the Dao Demon Battlefield into a sea of fire, and the Holy Son of the Red Flame Demon Sect came like a king in the fire.

The white practice of the frozen void on the sky, thousands of years of difficulty turned into Taiyin Xuan Ice like a milky way waterfall falling, and the Holy Son of the Taiyin Demon Sect came with a sword.

There were also three sounds of breaking the sky falling quickly, Yin Yue, Evil Spirit, Innocent Son, and others descended on the square, but not long after, the Ten Holy Sons of the Demon Dao seemed to come together.

The demonic aura was monstrous, and the Holy Son was shrouded in black light, like a fierce beast that chose people to devour, staring intently at the righteous path and several people.

"Why is it so lively, it seems that we came one step earlier, otherwise we could see that villain Chen Yu being beaten by the crowd. "The little witch Ye Yunyao controlled the fairy lotus magic weapon, reopened the layers of delusion, and descended on the void.

Then a magnificent figure appeared behind her, but the Immortal Venerable of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was hidden at the moment, no different from an ordinary monk, quietly guarding behind the woman.

Recite!

The fairy phoenix chanted, spread its wings like a broken void and stand, there are beautiful women standing on the fairy phoenix, a seven-colored fairy sword swallows the glow, and the hazy fairy mist that does not melt all year round is difficult to hide the demeanor of the fairy.

"Why don't you see Wu Qian?" someone asked, the Demon Dao Holy Sons finally noticed something unusual, they all got the news about this mysterious world, and they were expected to obtain the inheritance in the Dao Palace, but Wu Qian did not come for a long time, and there was only one possibility, and he was killed by the righteous path when he entered the mysterious world.

"It doesn't matter, the weak will always be eliminated, not to mention just a waste!" Yin Yue said coldly.

The rest of the Holy Sons also expressed their disdain and did not sympathize with them.

"Supreme Dao Palace!" There were still many righteous demon monks who came, Sun Yaochen, Yusheng Xiao, Fang Lin, Lieshan and others walked out of the White Bone Plain one after another, and it was difficult to hide their surprise when they saw this magnificent Dao Palace.

The tragedy of the Dao Demon Battlefield and the desolate and desolate White Bone Plain undoubtedly prove that in the great battle of the past, a supreme man overthrew the Tokai Dao Sect, but pointed all the spearheads at this mysterious Dao Palace.

"There's a door there that leads directly to the Dao Palace. "A lot of people kept coming, including the righteous path demon path monks, who gathered in the square and rushed to the light gate.

"Let's go!"

The pitch-black imprint rooted in the depths of the Dao Sea was constantly calling, and Ning Shenzong whispered, with a decisive emotion in his eyes, and quickly entered the light gate with Yu Xizhao.

The figure of the long river of time like a king dominating the world was engraved in Chen Yu's soul, the pitch-black imprint was even ready to move, and countless pitch-black roots were like spider webs, Chen Yu even suspected that if he didn't go in, the pitch-black imprint would even swallow his own Dao Sea without hesitation.

"What's hidden in this, the Demon of the Middle Ages...... Why would a monk who slaughtered 100,000 Dao Dao and cut off the East China Sea from becoming an immortal, but wrote tender words like a lone wolf...... Only by going in can we figure out why he brought the Terrans into the Age of the End of the Law......"

He hesitated for a moment, took Dongluo Liuli, controlled the true dragon footwork, and quickly entered the light gate.

The blue light curtain is constantly fluctuating, like entering a world of water curtains, the sparkling light and shadow shuttle, after entering this light gate, the original throbbing black brand gradually calms down.

Call!

Rushing out of a piece of sea, Chen Yu and Dongluo Liuli took a deep breath.

There is a road ahead, Chen Yu pulled Dongluo Liuli and walked forward together, the straight road bypassed the short road, and when he looked at it, the two of them were shocked.

In front of him was a dark altar, as if enshrined a god, countless blood grooves on the ground formed a pitch-black magic pattern spreading, and at the edge, Sen Leng's huge fierce beast stone statue came to life, with a hideous face.

"How do I feel that this place doesn't look like a Dao Palace, it's a bit like a demon cave!" the little turtle shrank its head, and a pair of mung bean eyes kept looking around.

Ning Shenzong and Yu Xizhao's faces were calm, Chen Yu and Dongluo Liuli followed their gaze, and in the center of the altar, three black-clothed monks flickered, holding knives to cut their arms, and drops of red blood continued to drip into the entire altar, like an ancient sacrifice summoning mysterious creatures.

At the top of the altar shone two huge spirit crystals, and a bloodthirsty idol continued to ignite a ghostly fire under the flow of blood offerings, as if the fierce beast god statue was about to be resurrected, exuding an eerie and bone-destroying aura.

The three figures who were originally standing on the altar noticed that Chen Yu and the four of them from the Ning Shen Sect had entered, and a pitch-black monk in the middle turned around, and a pair of eyes like a ghostly fire seemed to pierce the pitch-black imprint of Chen Yu and the Ning Shen Sect.

Suddenly, he smiled coldly: "It turns out that the two brothers and sisters of Night Wind and Night Snow died in your hands!"

Ning Shenzong and Chen Yu were shocked, and at the same time, they felt the same aura flowing from the three pitch-black figures, and the thought of the soul imprint about to come out gradually shook in their hearts.

"Who the hell are they, the first to enter the Dao Palace, to the center of this altar, as if they are opening some formation. ”

Chen Yu deduced the clues of these three people with Ziwei Doushu, as if there was a dark barrier to cover their fate and tricks, and it was difficult to trace even half of the traces.

"You should be curious to know who I am. The three of them let out different laughs, mingling together like ghostly howls, making the hairs stand on end.

"In the past, the night wind and the night snow were just two slaves beside the deity, and I went to the East China Sea to ask the Dao Huiwu to explore your righteous path at the behest of the deity, but I didn't expect these two people to be really useless......" The old voice under the black robe came, and the family was disdainful in his words.

"However, the only thing that makes the deity happy is that they have placed their soul imprint on you, so that I can perceive some of the will of the first demon in the long river of time......"

Whew!

While Chen Yu and Ning Shenzong were hesitating with each other, many Dao figures appeared from the azure light gate, and all the cultivators of the two veins of the True and Demon veins entered this Dao Palace one after another, and they couldn't help frowning when they noticed that there was a hidden aura on the terrifying altar.

The Demon Dao Holy Son walked out of the crowd and came to the altar, and suddenly, Yin Yue hurriedly walked over, and said, "Junior Yin Yue, meet the Demon Lord!"

There was a faint fear in the faces of many holy sons, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence hidden under the three pitch-black robes.

The incomparably noble Holy Son of the Ten Demon Dao Sects actually surrendered to the feet of the three pitch-black figures one by one at this moment. The righteous path was stunned, and even some demon path monks couldn't help but be stunned when they looked at this scene.

"Who is this man under the black robe, who is above the Son...... Even the lords of the Demon Sect are not so noble, how come we don't know that there is such an existence in the Demon Sect. ”

"There is still a very mysterious existence hidden in the Demon Dao line, and I have a bad premonition!"

"You're all good...... Qualified to receive the Origin Demon Inheritance......" The old voice continued to admire, and when all the Holy Sons heard about the Origin Demon Inheritance, a strong excitement arose on their faces.

"Thank you, Lord Demon!" shouted the many Holy Sons in unison. In the depths of the black-robed demons, the pitch-black demonic qi continued to spread from the palms of their hands, and the pitch-black tentacles that opened like thick ink pierced through the bodies of several demonic saints.

Airplanes!

The pure black tentacles continued to drill into the bodies of several Demon Dao Holy Sons, and they raised their heads excitedly, allowing the pure black demonic qi to infuse their bodies, and the pure aura in the dark was like opening up a channel in the long river of time, communicating the innate aura of the ancient era of the long river of time, making the aura of a famous Demon Dao Holy Son continue to rise.

"Is this the breath of the First Demon?" Yin Yue's eyes widened, filled with blood, and she continued to swallow the pure black demonic qi transmitted from her tentacles.

That innate demonic qi constantly changed his demon body, and he could vaguely see a majestic body appear in his Dao Sea, making him feel more powerful than ever.

Many of the Holy Sons opened their eyes like devout believers, but the most greedy evil thoughts in their hearts gave birth to the flower of ambition at the moment of the surge in power, and wanted to firmly grasp this origin in the palm of their hands.

The dark pupils of the black-robed demon disciple were still bright and extinguished, and he looked at the demonic saints in the audience with interest, and sneered: "The world is chaotic, and the demon path is out...... We have been planning for hundreds of years, and we will recreate the peak of the Middle Demon Dao and open the entire place where the First Demon Sits...... Now, it is necessary to set the altar on fire with the blood of the righteous monks...... Become the sea of blood born from the First Demon...... Wait, follow the will of the First Demon and kill as much as you want!"

A Famous Demon Dao Holy Son's demonic aura went straight into the sky like wolf smoke, his cold eyes exuded murderous intent, and he suddenly roared loudly in the face of countless dazed righteous path monks.

"Kill!"