At that moment, a demonic cloud rolled.

Fang Hao's traces disappeared suddenly. In mid-air, only a female demonic dragon remained.

Just now.

Fang Hao's super powerful fist immortal technique! The impact fluctuations directly made him withdraw from a long distance.

The next moment.

and vanished, as if it had been prepared.

Situ.

Only a few demons, large and small, were left behind, and they didn't react at all.

......

"Bastard ......"

Seeing the young demon on the other side, he ran away directly

After a long time, the woman with an angry face spit out two words faintly.

The momentum of Fang Hao's battle just now was not weaker than that of the Dragon Maiden in the slightest.

Obviously, that runaway boy demon was definitely deliberate.

Meanwhile.

In the other direction of the Demon Realm, a black shadow was flashing at extreme speed.

He dragged a long stream of demonic energy, turning it into a cloud of smoke, towards a castle in the center of the demon.

"Meow Meow~"

The little thief cat on his shoulder seemed to smell the smell of treasures,

From time to time, he drank a sip of magic wine in his mouth, and looked drunk.

made Fang Hao's head big for a while.

in view.

See the castle below.

Shrouded in a mysterious dark cloud, it was as if there were countless demons flying everywhere above the castle.

There is even a feeling of ghosts crying wolves and howling bitterly, and the demons here are called demons.

In the direction of the gate at the bottom of the castle.

There are two huge stone statues placed on the left and right of the gate, like a monstrous momentum, suppressing the heavens and the earth.

The two stone statues, one is a demon dragon and the other is a demon phoenix.

In the ancient world of Xianxia, these two were huge divine beasts.

A presence side by side with the gods.

And at that time, human beings, among them, were nothing more than ants-like weaklings.

......

Soon.

Fang Hao dodged and landed next to the two demon stone statues.

The two stone statues seemed to be alive, and that kind of momentum was a great pressure to Fang Hao.

But this kind of powerful momentum is definitely not inferior to the royal family of the Kingdom of God in Fang Hao's eyes.

But no guards showed up and blocked Fang Hao's way.

There are only two stone statues of demons in silence.

This made Fang Hao wonder a little.

"I'll ...... How does this castle look like it's empty?"

Fang Hao's gaze swept around, and even the sensing power spread to the surroundings, and he didn't seem to find other demons wandering inside.

Even the little thief cat began to shake his head, sister, I noticed something unusual.

That's what I'm here for.

The treasure hunt that the little thief cat said is not the key at all.

He came here, but it was his "magic" token. There seemed to be some kind of induction, which was pulling Fang Hao over.

Maybe he's just gone now.

......

"I can't help it...... Let's go ahead and see if anything out of the ordinary happens......"

"Let's get away immediately!"

Soon Fang Hao made a decision, after he decided to do this vote.

I began to look for an exit from the Kingdom of the Elephant God.

They came out for about a month or so. She was also going to see Loring.

And the battle for the heir is almost at the expected time, I don't know what Shizun will ask him to help?

So he's almost had enough time here.

He can't afford to waste any more! This time he came over is an experience in itself, and he has already achieved the results he expected.

He at this time.

The power of the demon path and the power of immortal magic can be freely controlled at the same time.

And it feels quite familiar.

He has been thinking about the two extremes of the two extremes of the punishment without a trace.

His eyes began to glow, and he seemed to be very fond of a trick.

......

Say hello to the little thief cat.

Soon the two sides turned into a shadow and disappeared directly in the Demon Castle.

And they didn't know that this was the moment they just entered the house, in the dim sky, suddenly there was a pair of eyes.

Those eyes were almost transparent.

But having seen through the essence of all things in the world, those eyes glanced at Fang Hao slightly, and seemed to have some kind of thinking look.

In less than two breaths, those eyes turned into nothingness and disappeared directly into the air.

Meanwhile.

Fang Hao's figure directly submerged into the first floor of the castle.

At that moment, the gates of the entire castle suddenly closed.

The next moment.

Even the two huge demon stone statues in front of the gate disappeared together, turned into a streamer, and escaped directly into the castle.

"Bang Bang".

The central castle of the Demon Realm was completely plunged into darkness.

At this time, Fang Hao didn't notice the situation outside at all, and the moment he came in, he directly fell into a different dimensional space.

It stands to reason that this is definitely an area where a group of demon bosses stay.

It was only at this time that Fang Hao realized that something was not right at all.

This demonic castle, this demonic realm, is definitely a forbidden area.

Those powerful demons didn't dare to stay here, and it can be said that this is definitely a terrifying place.

Fang Hao frowned.

With the little thief cat, following the traction of the magic word, he fell directly into a different dimensional space.

"Where is this?"

Fang Hao looked at the surrounding scene, completely unaware of the situation he had fallen into, looking at everything around him, as if he was extremely strange.

Fang Hao used the power of induction and some spatial artistic conception to explore the void at this moment.

found that this was obviously an illusion, but this illusion seemed to have an emotion, and it seemed that this emotion, Fang Hao couldn't bear to break it.

This illusion.

The meaning itself is not to let Fang Hao break, but just let Fang Hao watch, without any hostility.

"It's... Is it someone else's dream?"

Similar to this kind of illusory thing, Fang Hao came into contact again, since this illusion was not hostile, of course Fang Hao did not break through, maybe this dream realm would be helpful for him to find the token of the "demon".

The little thief cat sat on Fang Hao's shoulder, looking ahead without saying a word, as if it was affected by some kind of emotion.

Even the alcohol on his body disappeared directly.

But Fang Hao left a trace of spiritual sense outside, and left one more precaution.

Look up.

A story-like scene slowly appeared in front of Fang Hao's eyes.

In a dream.

I saw a little boy living in a poor village.

The little boy is mortal, has no spiritual roots, and lives a carefree life.

Playing with his friends in his village every day is like a paradise where he doesn't ask about the world.

Until a certain day.

An accident happened, and some immortal cultivators somehow came here, saying that they were looking for some treasure.

No one knows, not even the whole village is hollowed out, it is not known, what they are talking about.

The immortal cultivator who was the leader was directly furious.

He thought that these people must be hiding, and the next moment he saw the sword on fire, in the midst of a scream.

All the people here have been reduced to a pile of bones.

That quiet village was directly turned into a corpse dumping cemetery, and these simple mortals, without the slightest strength to fight back, were all killed like this.

In the graveyard, only a little boy was seen with a shadow covered in dust, flickering and flickering.

is such a simple little boy.

witnessed a scene of slaughter, and at that moment of killing, his face turned pale, and this carefree life was wiped out from then on.

The more he wore it, the more scarlet his eyes became.

He buried himself deep in the earth, and for three days and three nights, he did not eat a mouthful of food or drink a sip of water, and the blood splashed on his face.

From the initial overwhelm, then it became extremely numb, and the whole mind was dark.

Until the end of the third day.

His whole immature face was only indifferent, or rather ruthless.

Until all the people are gone, the only ruins left in the air are waiting for that moment.

He slowly got up from the soil.

Then, with red eyes, and with his tender hands, he buried all the familiar inhabitants and friends of his village, one by one.

All the way to the fifth day.

For so many days, he had only eaten a little bit of rat meat.

Even the bones of their hands were raised, and a little grave was piled up for them.

There was not a glimmer of light in his eyes, except for darkness, which was utter darkness.

It's an obsession.

At last.

The young man knelt in the limelight for two days and two nights, even if the sun was exposed, he was forced to carry it.

There is no crying, only endless sorrow. for a better user experience.