The full-level Demon Venerable was forced to obey

Almost at the same moment, everyone in the enchantment felt the ground tremble violently under their feet, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The ferocious monsters all fluffed up, screaming and running away, as if they were frightened by something terrible, instinctively terrified.

In a short while, the originally sunny sky turned dark, as if it was about to be overwhelmed.

A gust of magic wind came from nowhere, roaring out from the barrier, and with the increasingly violent vibrations, rolled towards the land of Shenzhou.

Where the wind blows, hundreds of flowers are competing to wither, poultry and livestock are cut off, corpses are everywhere, and blood flows like a river!

For a time, the sun and the moon were dark, and the mountains and rivers were churning!

The Lonely Wing Mountain, which was originally lifeless, looked from a distance at this moment, and the whole mass was trapped in the black-gray devilish energy, like a single wing that was about to fly.

The wailing of monsters faintly came from the mountain, making one's hair stand on end!

And the shaking of the earth, as well as the howling magic wind, have blown to the Five Realms unscrupulously.

The first to be tortured were the ghosts living in the ground. The vibration from the depths of the earth, with invisible suppression, made them have a splitting headache.

Many ghosts were forced to show the horror of dying, and the whole hell cried and howled for a while, and it was the ghost generals sitting in one side who protected the ghosts in their respective jurisdictions, which stopped the turmoil.

Then there are the deep-sea aquariums. They are like demons and immortals, with profound mana, but even so, they are still waiting for the formation, for fear of devastating damage to the enchantment.

And the fragile human race shouted, ran, and hid in their own houses. If it weren't for the pure and pure yang energy protection on their bodies, they would not be able to save their lives.

There are also the demon clan located in Xiaojiutian and the gods and Buddhas in Shangjiutian. They have shown their magical powers and protected their own palaces and temples. However, compared to other places, they are a little calmer.

"It's been a long time since I saw such a big battle." A white-bearded fairy sighed softly.

He looked at the pitch-black land of China under his feet, and there were only dots of light on the land, which were the yang energy of mortals.

Looking from the top down, the scenery is no different from what ordinary people see when they look up at the starry sky.

The little fairy boy next to him asked curiously: "Master Immortal, what's going on down here?"

"This is a sign of the birth of a great demon." The immortal stroked his beard with a confused expression, "The last time there was such a battle, it was thousands of years ago. This time, I don't know what will happen again... ..."

And at the birthplace of the disaster, Chu Shiluo stood in the clouds.

The invisible barrier protects him and the fairy pavilion, and completely blocks the raging demon wind. The palace behind him glows with a holy white light, which is the only place of light in the entire Lonely Wing Mountain.

Ah Mu sat on his shoulder, licking his paws lightly, his pure eyes looked curiously at the direction of the barrier.

Below them, there is a mess of losers.

The enchantment of the training field did not block those demonic winds at all. They were full of fierce murderous aura, sharp and almost pervasive.

The monks with a higher cultivation base can still use magic weapons to block them, but most of them are sent out by the formation when their lives are dying, and many of them have lost the ability to protect themselves.

Contrary to them, Chu Shiluo looked at ease, but if you look closely, you will find that the expression in his eyes is complicated and difficult to distinguish.

"Daddy, those people seem to be dying soon." Ah Mu's furry tail brushed against Chu Shiluo's ears.

The young boy's crisp voice was a little puzzled: "Daddy, don't you save them?"

Chu Shiluo came back to his senses, only to realize that the place below had already become a mess.

He waved his arm lightly, and a blue-white water light flashed, and then the seemingly weak water light blocked the valley where the monk stood, and it was airtight.

Only then did everyone breathe, and thanked Chu Shiluo one after another.

There was a moment of tranquility in the valley, but in other places, it was obviously not so peaceful.

The impact of this disaster spread across the Five Realms, and no one dared to act without authorization, regardless of humans, gods, demons and ghosts.

All living beings waited and watched, but it was the place where the disaster happened, that is, in the training field, the surviving monks were all red-eyed.

Those crazy monsters just now are all weak now, killing them is like cutting leeks, extremely easy.

"Scholar, you said that we killed nine hundred monsters and monks if not one thousand. The points should be far ahead, right?"

The one who spoke was the black-faced butcher who had previously claimed that he would win the entrance qualification.

Beside him is still the white-faced scholar.

The scholar's hair was disheveled and he looked embarrassed, but there was a strange red in his eyes, and his face was distorted when he spoke: "Pig, it's not enough. Only when this bracelet turns red can we have the qualification to enter the inner gate in one fell swoop." .”

"But isn't that a rumor?" The butcher didn't feel angry when he was called a pig, but shook his head instead.

Then there was a strange scene, the butcher's face was full of flesh, and it changed in a blink of an eye, and it turned into a fat pig's head!It turned out that this was a pig demon!

"No, this is what the master of Wangchuan Xianmen Lingqi Peak said, there can be no falsehood." The scholar shook his head, kept walking while speaking, and walked all the way to the depths of the enchantment. See monks also kill.

I saw that after killing the monk, the dead monk's bracelet turned into a streak of dark devilish energy, which penetrated into the scholar's bracelet, and the color of the bracelet became even darker.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a man and a demon suddenly stopped.

In front of their eyes, it was no longer a high-density jungle, and there were no howling monsters. There was only a large piece of barren and bare Gobi.

Here the bright moon is in the sky, there is no magic wind, and the earth has stopped shaking at some point, and it is quiet and peaceful.

It seemed that everything had returned to calm, but in the depths of the Gobi, there was a mass of extremely black and deep black demonic energy, which was bubbling and steaming, vaguely like something in the shape of a human being wrapped around it.

The pig demon paused, hesitating a little.The reverence for the strong in Yaozu's bones was hidden, making him afraid to go forward.

On the other hand, the scholar had no fear, instead he was very excited, his suppressed voice was trembling with excitement: "Pig, that must be a big devil, kill him, and we will definitely be able to enter the inner gate of Wangchuan!"

The pig demon hesitated to speak, and subconsciously wanted to escape, but felt that what was wrapped in the black mist might just be a stronger monster.

His instinctive fear now should be the awe of the magic wind just now.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind and walked towards the black mist together with the scholar.

The closer he got, the more flustered he became, and the hand holding the hammer couldn't help shaking.

He really didn't dare to get closer, so he whispered: "Scholar, let's go, the assessment is almost over, and our points are definitely enough."

But the scholar seemed to be possessed by a demon, he ignored his words and continued to walk forward.

The pig demon couldn't bear to leave the scholar behind, so he had to follow.

About a hundred steps away, the black mist suddenly moved.

The pig demon subconsciously wanted to escape, but it seemed to be trapped in place by invisible hands, and he couldn't even open his mouth. The same was true for the scholar beside him.

The black mist suddenly boiled, as if boiling water, making a gurgling sound.

Within two breaths, the black mist twisted strangely for a moment, and then suddenly dispersed, turning the Gobi into black again, while the full moon and countless stars in the sky were still peaceful and peaceful.

The moonlight shrouded the Gobi covered in black mist, and the place that was originally covered in black mist finally revealed its true colors.

There stood a boy.A young man with an extremely thin back and dressed in ragged clothes.

He turned his back to the man and the demon, his long black hair was draped down smoothly, and he was dressed in tattered clothes. It could be vaguely seen that it should have been a strong black outfit, but now it was almost torn into rags, barely fit.

The boy looks thin and thin, but he is actually slender and muscular.His pale wrists were hanging by his side, looking even brighter and more beautiful than the moonlight.

Beautiful, so beautiful.

The pig demon was stunned by the sight, and the saliva flowed down from the corner of his lips, dripping on the slowly flowing black mist under his feet.

In the blink of an eye, the black mist seemed to be alive, rushing towards it, enveloping the pig demon completely.

But in an instant, when the black mist dissipated again, there was no longer any pig monsters, but the black mist seemed to have a little more.

"Hey." The young man laughed, and finally turned around.

The scholar who had regained his senses and was in a state of panic felt his heart stop for a moment when he saw that face.

It was a face without any blemishes. It was smooth and fair, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes. The facial features of the young man had not yet developed, but he could already see the stunning future.

Especially the thin, bloodless lips, the corners of which are now slightly raised. It looks shockingly beautiful, but it is also ruthless.

Cheng Mochi didn't even look at the scholar, but he still felt his obsessive eyes, and felt a little disgusted.

With a thought in his mind, the black mist tried to repeat the old trick.

But before the black mist touched the person, a water-blue fairy light descended from the sky, wrapped the scholar inside, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Mochi caught a glimpse of that light from the corner of his eye, and vaguely remembered that the water-blue fairy light seemed to be the fairy art of that dirty master he worshiped when he was young.

He just didn't think about it for a while, and then he was in a daze for a while, and let the scholar run away.

But it's true, the master in the previous life died early in Huajie Liuxiang, and a hundred years have passed since Cheng Mochi ruled the demon world and was admired by all living beings. It is reasonable for Cheng Mochi not to remember.

Of course, these are not important.

Cheng Mochi was a little confused now, he didn't understand how he, who had exploded and died, was reborn as a teenager again?

For a demon leader like him, if he can keep his three souls and seven souls after death, it will be difficult for him to turn into a beast in the next life, let alone change his fate against the sky and be reborn once again.

Cheng Mochi raised his palm and glanced, it was his body that was right, it was just him when he was a boy.

But this ability to control the devil energy is his ability after becoming a devil king. Could it be that he is not only reborn, but also has a hundred years of cultivation?

There is such a good thing in the world?

No, it's such a good thing, how did it find him on the head of this evil demon?

It's really strange.Just when Cheng Mochi couldn't figure out the cause of the incident, he felt a powerful force coming towards him.

That power is indeed strong, but compared with Cheng Mochi who is in full bloom, it really pales in comparison.

Cheng Mochi raised his head with great interest, and looked in the direction where the aura was coming. After a few breaths, he saw a cloud-top palace glowing with white and soft light, slowly stopping above the Gobi.

Wangchuan Yunge.

Cheng Mochi muttered silently in his heart, but he felt a little strange.

In the last life, this Yun Pavilion was destroyed by his own hands, but in this life, he saw it again, which is really amazing.