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Heavenly Demon Palace, Heavenly Demon Tomb.

This is a cemetery, with bright red characters engraved on the tombstones. Those names are the pride of the Heavenly Demon clan from generation to generation.

The entire Heavenly Demon Tomb is boundless. At the core, there is a huge tombstone that is ten meters high.

Under the tombstone is a tomb.

This is a space of its own, with simple furnishings. There is a small spiritual field on the east side, a bed on the south side, a furnace on the west side, and a bookshelf on the north side. The center is the most eye-catching. This is a thirty-meter-long coffin covered with a thick layer of dust. From the side, you can see that the coffin is dark blue.

Around the coffin, there are eight statues. The strange thing is that these statues have human faces, but a pair of wings behind their scales, and their lower body is not legs, but a fish tail.

Among the eight statues, there is an old man, an old woman, a middle-aged man, a beautiful middle-aged woman, a young man, a young girl, a little boy, and a little Lolita.

The eight statues are lifelike, as if they were living things. Each of the eight statues holds a treasure in their hands, including a long fork, a broad sword, and a scimitar...

The eight statues are guarding the dark blue coffin, as if they are guarding the king in their hearts.

The whole tomb is filled with a strange atmosphere.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the coffin shook violently, and dust flew up. When the dust dispersed, the dark blue coffin was actually shining brightly, and pieces of demon patterns floated out from it, surrounding the coffin, and the whole space was suddenly illuminated with incomparable brightness.

The next moment, the demon patterns gathered rapidly in the air, intertwined with each other, and finally turned into a strange octagonal array plate covered with demon patterns.

Then, from the center of the octagonal array, a palm-sized shadow floated out. It was a human cultivator. His face was confused at first, but then it turned into a ferocious hatred. He stared at the coffin below and rushed into it.

"Crack...Crack..."

The huge coffin board actually moved vertically!

"Snap!"

A beast claw covered with blue scales suddenly stretched out and pressed on the side of the coffin.

"Crack, crack..."

"Bang!"

The coffin was pushed open for more than half, and was finally blasted away by a blue-scaled beast claw!

A huge figure sat up from the coffin!

Under the long blue hair was a handsome man's face of about thirty years old with sharp edges and corners. There was a blue pattern like a whirlwind between his eyebrows. The most bizarre thing was that his left eye socket collapsed, and a dagger was inserted in it. There were bursts of black mist on the dagger, and the left eye had long disappeared.

This made his originally handsome face become hideous and terrifying.

The handsome man's single eye suddenly showed a fierce light, and he shouted coldly: "Lan Fengran, you are cruel!"

Then, he fell into a short stagnation!

"Haha, good, good..."

After being stagnate for dozens of breaths, he suddenly laughed wildly, sweeping away the hatred in his eyes before, and his eyes turned into a crazy look!

Calming down, he roared: "Okay, okay, it's been ten thousand years, ten thousand years, Lan Fengran, you took everything from me, but I didn't expect that this time, the Heavenly Demon Palace will belong to me completely. When I get out of this predicament, no matter where you are, I will find you and kill you without a trace, haha..."

"The Eight Guards of the Demon King? Okay, okay!"

Calming down again, the handsome man looked at the surrounding Baju statues with surprise in his eyes, and couldn't help licking his mouth.

"Uh, no, my power..."

Suddenly, the handsome man's face became ferocious, and he roared. The blue pattern in the shape of a whirlwind at his forehead suddenly shone brightly, and then the seven-color demon patterns of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple continued to spread from his forehead, instantly covering his whole body.

Then the demon patterns shone brightly, and then the handsome man's huge body shrank rapidly.

After a moment, a furious roar came from the coffin:

"Lan Fengran, you actually sealed the power of your body, bastard, bastard..."

Then a figure about two meters tall stood up from the coffin. It was the handsome man before, but the body that was originally 30 meters tall was only two meters tall now.

The handsome man walked out of the coffin, or to be more precise, flew out. He also had a pair of wings on his back, and he had no legs, and his lower body was a fish tail.

"Hoo, hoo, damn it!"

The handsome man flew to a stone table and sat down. The seven-color demon pattern on his body imprisoned his power. The handsome man gasped and cursed!

His face was extremely pale, and he felt that the blood and qi of his body were absorbed by those demon patterns!

He knew that if this continued, his body would be completely decayed within ten years, and his soul would reach its limit at that time.

This was a must-kill situation. The handsome man did not expect that the man could calculate it a thousand years later.

Ten thousand years have passed, and it is finally the day of the hundredth opening of the Heavenly Demon Palace. He finally escaped, but he did not expect this result. After leaving the seal, his life span will be the same as that of ordinary cultivators. If he continues like this, he will definitely die within ten years. The handsome man's eyes showed reluctance.

"Leave here, you must leave here within ten years!"

The handsome man roared with madness in his one eye.

After searching the memory in his mind, a trace of joy flashed in the handsome man's eyes, and he said to himself: "This time, I hope you will not disappoint me as a cultivator!"

"A total of six thousand eight hundred and ninety-two people..."

The handsome man's spiritual thoughts spread and merged with the Tomb of the Heavenly Demon. He immediately sensed the number of cultivators who entered the Heavenly Demon's Mansion this time, and even the specific cultivation levels.

Then he struck out like lightning, using his spiritual power as the basis to create demonic patterns in front of him. These demonic patterns were obviously not as complicated as the seven-color demonic patterns on his body!

Under the gathering of this demonic pattern, it turned into a curtain of light, with an influence emerging from it.

"The Tomb of the Sky Demon is deserted!"

"The fake tomb of the Sky Demon is empty!"

"There is no one in the outer mansion of the Heavenly Demon!"

"There is no one in the inner palace of the Sky Demon!"

"Colorful Demon Realm, it seems that the Heavenly Demon God's Mansion has just been opened!"

The handsome man kept moving his fingers, and the scene in the light curtain in front of him kept changing. The previous scene was empty, and it was not until the last scene that the scene appeared. The handsome man couldn't help but secretly whisper in his heart.

"Red-level demon realm, as expected, these little guys who are greedy for life and fear of death have all chosen the red-level demon realm on the fifth level. Such people are not qualified to become the soul-stealing body of me!"

The handsome man couldn't help but sneered when he saw the scene in the red-level demon realm.

Then the handsome man pointed his finger, and the scene changed again. This time, it was an orange-level demon realm.

"Third-level cultivators in the orange-level demon realm are rubbish. They are also rubbish! If you don't even have this bit of courage, what qualifications do you have to become the soul-stealing body of this deity!"

The handsome man looked at the people struggling in the Flame Mountain in the picture and couldn't help but sneered again.

Then he clicked his finger again, and this time, the screen changed into a yellow-level demon realm!

"The second-level cultivators are here, trash, just trash!"

The picture changes again, green level demon realm!

"For people on the first level, just try to do it, you can observe it!"

The screen changes to the green-level demon realm.

"Grandma, you guys are usually as timid as mice, but there are only about thirty people in the Qing-level demon realm. They are just rubbish. Let's pay close attention to these thirty people!!"

Seeing how few people there were in the Green Level Demon Realm, the handsome man couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Regarding the following two demon realms, I even don’t want to see them, but I have seen so many of them, and the last two are not bad. Just take it easy and the picture will change!

This time, it’s the Blue Level Demon Realm.

In the blue level demon realm.

There are only three people on Chishan Mountain and the Flame Mountain.

Among these three people, one is an old man and the other is an old woman. The two of them are on the left and right, protecting a young man in the center.

"Bang bang!"

The old man shot a spell in his hand and fell into the demonic flames in front of him. The next moment, the demonic flames collapsed and spread out!

On the other side, the same spell was shot out from the old woman's hand, and the same demon pattern flame collapsed in front of her eyes.

"Seventy-six demon patterns, transformed!"

The handsome young man's hands were like electricity, and he shot out the demonic patterns one by one, and the flames of the demonic patterns in front of him collapsed!

The three of them worked together, and the demon pattern flame formation in front of them was blasted away in an instant, and an empty road appeared in front of the three of them.

"Nine layers of these seven-colored demon patterns are ordinary demon patterns, which are extremely easy to crack!"

The young man said with a bit of contempt in his eyes.

The old man in gray clothes said: "Young Master, there is no need for Young Master to take action in the early stage. Whether our Beast Origin Sect can rise this time depends on Young Master. Just leave this Blue Level Demon Realm to these two old servants!"

Tianqin Taoist knows what this means to the Beast Origin Sect. He once ran the largest sect in the state, but now he is in such a state of decline. Under the pressure of other sects, there are only the last three people left. This time, the Beast Origin Zong's last hope, and this time, the most critical person is the young master in front of him.

He knew the talent of the young master. He was only ninety-nine years old and had entered the half-step divine tribulation period. This time, if he got the chance and got the remains of the demon, then the Beast Origin Sect would be in trouble in three hundred years. Neibike can restore its glory!