On the second day, the sky changed dramatically, and black clouds shrouded the sky. The whole big world seems to be quiet, and the people in the City of Immortals and Demons have disappeared a lot, and many people either stop in the hotel or watch the rain through the window of the teahouse.

The weather began to get hot in May, and there were many thunderstorms in early summer, and at this moment, on the wall of Dongcheng, Lei Ling's figure was still there.

He waited here all night to no avail, and even Miao Yi, the fat man, and the horse demon were implicated and slept on the city wall all night.

But everyone is a cultivator, and even if they don't sleep, it's nothing.

"Boss, let's go to the city and take shelter, it's raining so hard. Those strong men should not be able to travel, you see, there is no one on the streets of the city! Besides, my stomach is ...... after waiting all night," said the fat man pitifully, his clothes wet from the rain, and his body full of fat was everywhere, and he could see it clearly through his clothes. As he spoke, a gurgling sound came from his stomach, making him feel embarrassed.

At this moment, there was a thunderclap in the sky. The thunder tore through the sky and slashed down to the ground, illuminating the entire world with a huge thunderbolt.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the hazy rain curtain, Lei Ling was startled, and quickly chased after him.

The hard work paid off, did I finally wait for Lei Ling?

The rain kept falling, and the four fields were blurred, and the figure disappeared in a flash, but the direction he was walking was captured by Lei Ling.

"Lei Ling!" An Miaoyi exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly followed, and the fat man and the horse demon also hurriedly got up and chased after Lei Ling.

"There's a clue, let's catch up, that person doesn't seem to have gone far!" Lei Ling urged.

"Lei Ling, don't get excited, you don't know who the other party is, will you gain anything if you chase it like this?" An Miaoyi asked.

"It's okay, even if it's not the old powerhouse of the fairy world, it's nothing, but we can't miss any clues!" Lei Ling said without looking back, he instructed Xiaolong to pick up An Miaoyi and the others, because An Miaoyi and the fat man were not as fast as him.

After a while, Xiaolong picked up the three of them and chased after him.

"Boss, be careful, even if we don't meet a demon powerhouse. But now that the world is in turmoil, all races are eyeing each other, and we must not take it lightly!" the fat man instructed.

"I know, if I think it's really a peerless master, I won't do anything to a little cultivator like me!" The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the vision around me was blurred.

The rain curtain shrouded the heavens and universes, and Lei Ling could only rely on spiritual detection to find the correct direction to move forward at this time.

Everyone rode the little dragon all the way to the direction of the Demon Realm, and gradually disappeared into the rain curtain.

The magic clouds are rolling, and the ghosts are foggy. The white bones besieged the city, in the skull demon hall in the north of the demon world, at this time, the immortal saw sorrow and knelt in front of the ghost king.

"Father, Lei Ling was not invited, and the child didn't want to forcibly bring him back!"

"It's okay, you're doing a good job, presumably your image in Lei Ling's heart is good at this time. As long as you befriend him and pull him slowly, I believe that he will inevitably become a member of our Ghost King's Mansion in the future!" Although Xian Jianchou returned alone, the Ghost King was not angry, but was very happy.

He looked at the fairy with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"I don't understand, although this human being is extraordinary, it has not yet reached any amazing level in terms of potential. I wonder why my father is so attentive to him?" asked Senmi suspiciously.

"You don't need to ask more about this matter, you will naturally understand in the future, if you want to step on the real peak, how can you do it without real flesh and blood?" said the Ghost King meaningfully, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

His eyes are deep and he sees extremely far-reaching.

The Demon Realm is boundless, and the races are mixed, especially the races of the demon creatures.

A moat traverses the southern part of the Demon Continent, where demonic clouds are shrouded and demonic energy fills the sky. The blood sun is mapped, and the magic light is shining.

This is an abyss, dark and bottomless. In the abyss, the ghosts cried and the wolves howled, and the magic sound rolled. From time to time, there are bursts of wailing, which is creepy.

However, in such a terrifying place, there is a figure sitting in it.

Bai Yi's face was delicate, his face was full of melancholy, and he sat on a stone protruding from a cliff in this bottomless abyss. His eyes stared blankly at the bottomless abyss.

Ten Thousand Demon Yuan, this name was once invincible in the Demon Realm. Everyone was shocked when they heard it, but at this time, they had long been forgotten by the people in the demon world. The glory of the past has been silent in the long river of history and will no longer be remembered.

The young man was sad, and he looked at Wan Moyuan stupidly. His eyes were like black holes, and there was no trace of consciousness in his pupils.

Decadence, there has been an unknown number of years spent in decadence.

He is not decadent because of his potential for cultivation, he has been overwhelming the crowd since his debut, and he has been the leader among the demon youth.

There is an undefeated belief in the heart, and the body is peerless**.

But he is still decadent, decadent for the sake of this lonely Ten Thousand Demon Abyss.

"I don't know how many years, no one else has set foot here, it's not terrible for me to be alone, what is terrible is that if I die one day in the future, who will take care of this Ten Thousand Demon Abyss?" As the yin wind of the demon world dissipated, it dissipated in the sky above the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss.

This young man is the young master of the Ten Thousand Demon Yuan, he has been alone in the Ten Thousand Demon Yuan for I don't know how many years, and it seems that he has spent it alone since he can remember.

"Qiushui, you have to believe in yourself, one day you will make this place glorious again!" After a long time of decadence, the young man suddenly got up and looked at the dim sky, his eyes were shining.

Reminiscing about the past, he broke out of the eggshell. Recalling the lonely and helpless gnawing on the bitter weeds, that scene touched his heart so much.

But he resolutely spent his helpless childhood, survived tenaciously, and embarked on the path of cultivation alone.

"Someday I'll make this place glorious again!" the loud voice shook the entire abyss, echoing again and again.

The white-clothed young man turned into a white light and disappeared into the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss.

Dense forest, full of bones. The ghostly vines and trees around it are dancing with their teeth and claws, and the ghost here is cold.

This was a jungle outside the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss, and at this time, the boy walked alone into the depths of the jungle.

Tall courtyard in the middle of the jungle. There was no one around, not even a ghost. The boy walked far away, and only the creaking sound of the door opening echoed in the air. Lonely and lonely, this is the house that the teenager built two years ago. The only purpose of his removal from the Ten Thousand Demon Yuan was to prevent his identity from being exposed, and now he is eighteen years old, more resolute than before, although he is young, but his eyes reveal the vicissitudes of his past.

"You're back!" a ghostly voice suddenly broke the dead silence and pierced through the room.

The young man was alert and his eyes were shining, and he quickly caught the figure in the house. An old man in the twilight of his body, exuding this trace of ghostly energy.

"People from the Ghost King's Mansion?" Qiu Shui looked at the figure suspiciously and asked, although this person came suddenly, Qiu Shui was not surprised.

"Did you find the human?" the old man turned slowly, only to see him in rags, with a rickety body and hair like weeds. There was an unmysterious piano hanging from his waist, and he was so weird that he couldn't see his true face.

"I found it, but I didn't mention it to him about my here!"

"Why not?"

"I don't think he's coming!"

The conversation between the two is simple, but straightforward.

"The Ghost King has a plan, you must not let him enter the Ghost King's Mansion, otherwise he will be doomed!" A sharp light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he looked at Qiushui as if he was giving an order.

"I see!" Qiushui approached the room, replied softly, and turned to walk towards the second floor of the courtyard.

"Don't delay this time, he is very important to you, you should understand it yourself!" the old man looked at the back of Qiushui walking away, and said again.