The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

Demonic Abyss

If the resentment under the Wangmo Peak condensing into rain is already terrifying enough, then if those cultivators saw the resentment in the Demon Abyss at this moment, they would definitely gasp again.

The reddish-brown liquid that made people feel dazed gathered together and turned into an even more terrifying dark red color. It was filled with resentment and unwillingness, and the condensed rivers meandered along the uneven ground, and finally gathered towards the depths of the Demon Abyss.

Deep in the Demon Abyss, there is a bottomless crack that runs across the canyon. Above the crack stands a young man in red. His lips are as red as blood, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes are slightly raised. His originally inky pupils are now flashing an enchanting red light. His forehead is covered with dark red magic patterns, and around him, strips of inky light interweave to form a cage that traps the young man. Above the cage, a cluster of inky flames is burning quietly, making crackling sounds from time to time. Dark red gas can be seen emanating from the young man's body, merging into the flames above his head and being absorbed and refined by them. The flames are becoming brighter and brighter, emitting a heart-pounding light.

Under the boy's feet, array patterns intertwined and extended in all directions. The array light shone brightly, and the barrier formed blocked the blood river outside. The blood river that was blocked outside seemed to have lost its target here, and it kept flowing around the array anxiously, even covering the barrier of the array layer by layer, squirming here and there, as if trying to find a breakthrough to enter.

The two phases intertwined, and the barrier of the formation was constantly corroded. In the formation, a demon cultivator sat cross-legged on the eye of the formation, continuously injecting his own magic power into the eye of the formation, constantly repairing the rapidly consumed barrier of the formation. Whenever the magic energy was about to be exhausted, another demon cultivator would take over. The retreating demon cultivator had no time to check on his weak body and quickly swallowed the pill, recovering his own magic power as quickly as possible, waiting for the next rotation.

As the blood river on the formation barrier grew thicker and thicker, the formation was quickly consumed, and the magic power of the demon cultivators was consumed very quickly. Even though there was a magic spring here and they had the help of elixirs, they began to be unable to cope. There was a demon cultivator sitting cross-legged on the eye of the formation whose magic energy was exhausted and he had no time to evacuate before the formation instantly sucked all his energy away, turning him into a withered corpse. As such situations became more frequent, the light of the formation began to flicker, as if it would break at any time. The demon cultivators who could stay in the formation were at least at the level of Demon Lord (Spirit Refining Realm). Seeing this, their faces turned pale and they did not dare to hesitate at all. They tried their best to keep the formation running. With this formation, they could still maintain their sanity. If the formation was broken, they were afraid that they would become like the demon cultivators outside, becoming sanityless monsters and eventually die without a complete corpse.

"Tsk tsk, it's useless. You can't trap me with your own strength. You might as well become my blood food. I will extract your souls and refine your spirits, turning them into my soul soldiers. From now on, you will have eternal life. I will lead you to break this cage and sweep across the star field. Isn't it fun?"

Seeing the demon cultivators outside the formation being sucked into mummies by the formation, the young man trapped in the cage had a flash of regret in his eyes. These were all his blood food, it was a pity to waste them like this.

He curled the corners of his lips, and a bewitching voice rang out in the formation, stirring the soul of the demon cultivator whose magic power was exhausted and whose will was weak. The word "eternal life" was suddenly magnified in his heart, and he actually had a desire to obey.

"Shut up, it's just a remnant soul, don't be bewitched by it."

When some demon cultivators were about to take action, a voice carrying coercion struck the demon cultivators' sea of ​​consciousness directly, making the demon cultivators who were struggling to maintain the formation instantly clear-minded. Thinking that they had almost been bewitched and sacrificed their bodies and souls, they were suddenly frightened and looked at the figure sitting cross-legged in front of the cage with gratitude. They did not dare to think any more and hurriedly kept their minds focused and concentrated on presiding over the formation.

"Tsk tsk, you, a demon cultivator, have such a cruel heart. You tried to kill me the moment we met, and then you tricked me into falling into your trap. This poor little fellow is actually afraid that you will shatter your soul because of him being held hostage by me. You are such a fool. I'm afraid you have never taken him seriously."

The young man whose good deeds were ruined by Yongye again had a gloomy flash in his eyes, but he was trapped again just after he escaped, and the strength in his body was constantly drained by the Nine Nether Devil Fire. At this moment, he was unable to break the damn cage. Resentment was boiling in his heart, but he had no way to deal with it. He smiled sinisterly at Yongye and spoke in a slow voice.

Although he seemed nonchalant, his pair of enchanting red eyes were actually staring at Yongye who was sitting cross-legged not far away without blinking. He wanted to see an expression of indifference and surprise on his face. As long as he could find a flaw, he could take advantage of it.

But the man didn't even move his eyelids, which really disappointed him. He became furious and mad, and punched the cage. He let out a scream instantly, and the flesh on his fist disappeared when it touched the cage, leaving only bones.

This damn Nine Nether Devil Fire was born to be his nemesis. The evil god, who had finally broken free from the shackles, looked angrily at the Nine Nether Devil Fire above him, and after a moment he laughed sinisterly.

"Eternal Night, huh? How long can you hold on? The Nine Nether Demon Flame can indeed consume my strength, but it has absorbed the purest resentful spirit death energy that I have condensed for tens of millions of years. You... are not feeling well, are you?"

Hahaha……

"I have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. I never thought that the abandoned dead star that was used to imprison me would be revived and give birth to a creature as amazing as you. Don't struggle anymore. Why don't you and I join forces to break through this cage and let me take you to see the vast sea of ​​stars. Breaking through the shackles and competing with the gods, wouldn't it be wonderful!"

"Are you...willing?"

"Why would you make me your enemy just for these ants..."

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The evil god who occupied Moxi's body kept chattering at Yongye who had been meditating with his eyes closed. He tried all the methods he could think of, including seduction, threat, persuasion, and begging, but the damn ant still did not move. The angry evil god wanted to smash the cage again, but when he thought of the pain before, he endured it. His eyes became redder and his chest kept heaving. It was obvious that he was very angry.

He was an evil god, an immortal god with divine power, but he was surrounded and killed by those hypocritical gods just because he killed a few creatures in the star field. Fortunately, his life force was strong. As long as there were living beings, as long as there was malice in the hearts of living beings, he would be immortal. After those guys destroyed his body, they could not erase his soul. In desperation, they searched for this abandoned dead star in the vast interstellar space and sealed his soul in one of them...