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In the desolate place of the Demon Suppression Land, a white figure walked with difficulty.

"Since the Demon Suppression Land has restraint on him, he shouldn't go around...... And the connection between Hongqiao is still there, which means that he has not left the Demon Suppression Land...... Where will that go?Could the previous shaking of heaven and earth have something to do with him?It can't be ......" Wen Cangming asked Jun Ao to wait at the door before, but when he came out at this moment, he didn't find anyone, and he couldn't help but be very depressed. Now he has alarmed the group of sword demons in the cave, although they are shouting that they can't leave the cave, but they can notify the people outside, I believe that it won't be long before someone from the demon suppression land will come.

Moreover, idiots will really believe that those sword demons really can't leave the cave, in case a great power comes out, Wen Cangming still stands stupidly at the door, wouldn't it be self-defeating?

So one is to avoid the hidden danger, and the other is to find Jun Ao, although he can't use Baoyu to detect where Jun Ao is, but because there is a rainbow bridge between the two of them, Wen Cangming can tell where Jun Ao is approximately.

"Don't have any accidents......"

Eternal Calamity Prison, next to the Bronze Prison.

Jun Ao's eyes were indifferently opposite to the withered old devil, looking at the fierce meaning in the other party's eyes, like a dying beast, full of sorrow.

"Heh, even so, you still beg for mercy, you seem to have prepared in advance, and deliberately let the Dongji Sword Gate catch it, what is it?" ”

"Hahaha!" The old devil of the withered ghost raised his head and laughed, extremely crazy, stared at Jun Ao fiercely, and said in a vicious voice, "Are you fooling the old man?"

"That can't be helped, there's no solution to this matter. You don't believe me, I don't believe you, what else?" Jun Ao finished speaking, his face turned cold, his momentum changed, and he seemed to be ready to make a move.

"Wait!" The old devil was startled, stretched out his hand to stop it, and shouted: "Don't expect to ask the third one, to tell you the truth, the third one didn't come in five thousand years ago at all!

"Oh?" Jun Ao withdrew his killing intent, the old devil of the withered ghost did see through his thoughts, he planned to kill him, and then went to ask the third demon, listening to the old devil of the withered devil said this, for the sake of safety, he also decided to go and see the third demon first.

However, the moment Jun Ao turned around, the eyes of the withered old demon behind him were full of viciousness, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and then a surge of mana surged, a demonic qi burst out from his body, turning into a skeleton and instantly rushed out of the bronze prison, and slaughtered Jun Ao in one bite, and the sneak attack was successful! He fell headlong from the air like a kite with a broken string.

"Hahaha! This is your own death! The old man let you live, but you have to force each other hard! Even an ant dares to play tricks in front of the old man, and gives you three points of color, and he really thinks he is a character! Ahem, cough, cough!" Seeing that the plan succeeded, the withered old devil was extremely happy in his heart, and he raised his head and smiled, recovering a little of his demeanor back then, but unfortunately after laughing a few times, he began to cough violently, as if he was about to vomit out his heart and liver.

"Well, yes, I was careless. ”

Well!

The old devil raised his head suddenly, staring in disbelief at the arrogant king flying from below.

I saw Jun Ao's robe broken, blood stained the robe, and his face was embarrassed, like a butterfly with folded wings, hanging in the air, very desolate.

"How is it possible! You are just an ant in the Dan Realm! How can you survive!" The withered old devil couldn't understand the scene in front of him, although his strength was weakened by only thirty percent, and it would be weakened by two percent when he passed through the bronze prison, but let alone two percent, even if he only had one percent of his strength, Jun Ao would definitely die!

Jun Ao didn't answer, and took out two medicine bottles from the immeasurable bag of mountains and seas, a bottle of the best healing elixir 'Nine Spirits Life and Death Pill', and a bottle of the best exorcism elixir 'Demon Swinging Spirit Pill', and then took one of each together.

The medicinal effect of the best elixir is extremely powerful, Jun Ao's injuries are concerned about the speed that can be seen by the naked eye to recover, and there is a rattling sound around his body, and bursts of white smoke come out, this is the demonic qi that the withered old devil has hit into his body, if he does not expel it cleanly, he will definitely leave hidden dangers in his body, and he will be tortured in the future.

"What are you from! Aren't you a reincarnated person? Who are you?" The old devil of the withered ghost turned pale, and rushed to the front of the bronze prison and grabbed the two bronze pillars, and after grabbing them with both hands, it was like grabbing two hot copper pillars, and white smoke came out of his hands, but the old devil of the withered ghost didn't care at all, because he knew that he was going to die.

Unwillingness! Unbelief! Resentment! Hatred!

Five thousand years! He spent a whole five thousand years of time waiting, and when he was about to finish, he killed a king in the middle of the way, and ruined everything!

How could he not resent?

With a crazy face, he pressed his face against the bronze pillar, and was burned to the point of green smoke, but the withered old devil ignored it, and looked like he wanted to break out of the cage. This scene, like a demon about to break out of hell, is hideous and terrifying.

"You did two things right, first, tell you not to hesitate when facing the so-called adversary. Second, the power of the Eternal Calamity Prison has weakened! It has weakened much, much! It is so much that you can cast spells!" Jun Ao looked coldly at the crazy withered old devil, like a high king, who was pronouncing the sentence of the criminal, and said coldly: "I can find the next thing by myself." In fact, you've already told me, the Demon Altar, the Living Dead. If you don't let me go to the Demon Refining Altar, and you don't tell me about the living dead, then it means that everything is related to these two, which is good, very good!"

"Haha! Go! Go and get it! I curse you! Curse you with no place to die!

Jun Ao didn't say more, a glance passed, and the ancient will crushed him, directly shocking the withered old devil. Then he turned around, didn't stop for a moment, and flew towards the place where the third breath was.

In the bronze prison where the third breath was located, there was a human figure whose face could not be seen clearly, and the whole person was covered with a thick layer of dust, lying motionless in the prison. Just as the old devil said, this demon has been in a state of false sleep, which is equivalent to a state of suspended animation, and once this kind of suspended death is deployed, it cannot be awakened on its own, just like death. In order to preserve his life, the demon in the Eternal Calamity Prison is willing to sleep forever.

Jun Ao only stopped for a short time and left. Since he was already in a state of false sleep, why bother to make some effort to wake him up and then kill him? He didn't come to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and he would definitely kill when he saw him alive, but he didn't bother to spend his strength on something like this, which was equivalent to death, which would make him feel like a whipped corpse.

This time, Jun Ao flew directly to the Demon Refining Altar, since it was the 'Demon Refining' Altar, it was only a demon, what did it matter to him? He was not a demon, although he had a demon fetus. But when the Extreme Demon Fetus is hidden, it's like it doesn't exist, so as long as you are cautious, there should be no problem.

The blood-colored altar looked like a mountain, red all over, as if it had been stained red with blood. You can feel the huge ferocity and murderous intent contained in it, just like a knife mountain, ordinary people will feel fear at a glance.

When he got closer, Jun Ao could see the altar from a distance, the floor of the altar was like a clean and transparent layer of ice, and he could see a huge circle of Hell drawings buried below, and then eight strange flags were planted in each of the eight directions, with long red silk and yellow paper charms tied to them.

What shocked Jun Ao the most was the center of the most demon-refining altar.

There was a man sitting cross-legged, what kind of man was that? Like a god! The place where he was seemed to be a dojo! It was a temple! He sat cross-legged like that, dream-like, majestic, and silent, which made people revere in their hearts and couldn't help but worship him. Even more terrifying was his back! Four huge chains came from the void and plunged deep into it, and the other end of the chains extended backwards, submerging into the endless void. It is unimaginable who such means are, and such a handicraft has never been heard of.

In addition, what caught Jun Ao's attention even more was a picture scroll suspended in front of the man, which was unfolded and one person high. The scroll is bone, the edge is bleeding, exuding an inexplicable coercion, as if the whole world is centered on this scroll and worships it. If I guessed correctly, this picture scroll is the famous - the picture of eternal hell!

Jun Ao slowly approached, and then slowly landed on the altar. The moment his feet stepped on the altar, he felt like he was falling into an ice cave, and his body was cold, as if he had come to a place of extreme cold, and he had to use his mana to resist the cold. However, it is useless, because this chill is not a physical chill, but a soul chill!

Jun Ao's expression was solemn, his thin lips pursed, and he strode towards the center of the altar. Strange things happened, no matter how he walked, he couldn't close the distance with that person and one picture, it seemed that the road under his feet was also rolling, he frowned, mobilized the holy wheel root seed and wanted to fly away, but found that no matter how he flew, his feet couldn't leave the ground!

Trapped!

Although this demon refining altar looks wide, it doesn't feel big in Jun Ao's eyes. However, when people stand on it, they feel the desolation of being isolated in one place.

No matter how you go, you're just wandering in the same place.