BSI Chapter 221 Young Demon Sovereign
Chapter 221 Young Demon Sovereign
Under the gaze of the eight demon kings, the blood-colored beam of light soaring into the sky slowly dissipated, and the blood-colored coffin shattered and turned into fragments that filled the sky.
Mo Xieyan glanced around lightly, raised his palm expressionlessly, and said, "Be flat!"
"I saw a figure, he seemed to be called by the practitioners around... Xuan Heavenly Emperor!"
"In such a long time, with the damage of this huge seal, a solution has been found."
This Demon Sovereign, in the appearance of a young man, has a tall and straight body, his long blood-red hair flutters in the wind, his face is extremely handsome and handsome, and his body is surrounded by destructive fluctuations. This is the authority he possesses, the legendary destruction. Authority, inscribed with the Six Paths Chaos Crystal.
The Wind Demon King asked in surprise. After all, in his opinion, the cooperation between the ancient demons and the Abyss of the Underworld is foolproof. At most, there is a little risk, but it is also borne by the Underworld.
"Have you found a way to break this seal?"
"Congeal!"
Other Half-step Tian Zhizun level practitioners, although the distance from Tian Zhizun is half step, but that half step is extremely far away, spending countless years, but it is insurmountable.
The wind demon king will always remember that scene. Two half-step heavenly supreme cultivators were instantly defeated by this young demon emperor and wiped out in an instant, without spending too much demonic energy at all.
At the same time, this young demon emperor is still mastering the power of the Supreme Being to a certain extent. Even the human cultivator who almost became the master of the three thousand worlds before the hundred Ten Thousand Years, under the blessing of the power of the world , In the end, they could not defeat the young demon emperor.
The blood-colored armor was engraved with various peculiar patterns, which made people feel a stinging pain in their eyes just by looking at it.
However, because the young Demon Sovereign made a huge mistake, he was sent by the Demon Race to this 3,000 Great World.
At the same time, due to the limitations of the world rules in the three thousand worlds, the existence of cultivators at the Heavenly Supreme level is not allowed. As a last resort, the young Demon Sovereign sealed his own Cultivation Base and suppressed it to the Half step Heavenly Supreme s level.
And this young Demon Sovereign is extremely close to the level of Heavenly Supreme. Although Cultivation Base is also at the level of Half-step Heavenly Supreme, it is far beyond Half-step Heavenly Supreme.
On his naked body, there are blood-colored lines inscribed, and they keep wriggling with the gushing of demonic energy, as if they have spirituality.
The Wind Demon King looked respectful and said, "After that war, all the cultivators at the peak level fell, and only a few cultivators fell into a deep sleep. Among the three thousand worlds, even the cultivators at the peak level fell into a deep sleep. are extremely rare.”
Then, from the blood-colored coffin, a ghostly figure stood up slowly, and in Crimson's eyes, a magic energy flashed away.
Click!
In an instant, the entire Endless Demon Realm vibrated violently, as if welcoming the master's awakening, causing countless demon powerhouses to turn their attention to the deepest part of the Endless Demon Realm.
Mo Xieyan sat down slowly, and suddenly a blood-colored throne appeared under him, engraved with various patterns, revealing a bloody aura.
"why?"
Although, because of the existence of the eight demon kings, many tyrannical practitioners were dragged down by them, but there were still two half-step heavenly supreme cultivation practitioners who killed the young demon emperor.
Mo Xieyan said indifferently, his heart was full of disdain for today's three thousand worlds, and he felt like an ant.
"Congratulations to the arrival of my emperor!"
The young Demon Sovereign's handsome face was expressionless, as if it did not have any emotional fluctuations. Two blood-colored rays of light burst out from Crimson's eyes.
In desperation, the human cultivator of the Half Step Heaven Supreme level had to unite with many 3,000 world cultivators, at the cost of his own life, to severely injure the young demon emperor, create a huge seal, and destroy the ancient demon race. All are sealed into the endless demon realm.
"In the prophecy screen, I saw my ancient demons use their own power to unlock this huge seal, causing the fire of war to sweep across the entire three thousand worlds, but at the end of the screen."
However, although this young demon emperor Cultivation Base was suppressed to the level of the Half Step Heavenly Supreme, but in the war before the hundred Ten Thousand Years, many cultivators from the three thousand worlds were dispatched together to surround and kill this young demon. Emperor.
Suddenly, there was a sound of swishing in the endless demon domain, which seemed solemn and solemn, and then fell into silence.
However, Mo Xie Yan can feel that outside this endless demon domain, there is still a huge seal shrouded in it, which is the seal set by those human cultivation practitioners with their lives.
"Yes!"
The name of the young Demon Sovereign is Demon Evil Flame, which is like a thunderous existence both inside and outside the Three Thousand Worlds.
Therefore, the wind demon king is very puzzled, what is the problem with his own demon emperor, so he can say such words.
At that moment, the eight surrounding demon kings kneeled respectfully on one knee, and at the same time, the mighty demon powerhouses in the endless demonic realm, along with the eight demon kings, kneeled respectfully on one knee, facing the young demon in the distance. The figure of the emperor.
Accompanied by this voice that had no emotional fluctuations at all, a violent blood-red storm condensed around it, and a tyrannical oppression spread to the surrounding, shocking the world and causing the entire endless Demon Realm to vibrate.
Mo Xieyan glanced at the Wind Demon King, spoke lightly, and the indifferent voice resounded between heaven and earth.
Among these demon powerhouses, the wind demon king was very excited, feeling the familiar sense of tyrannical oppression, as if he had found the backbone, his body trembled slightly.
"Hehe, it's entering the era of the end of the law."
The wind demon king immediately handed over the information from outside the three thousand worlds, and at the same time told everything about the god of the underworld.
"It's a great approach on the surface, but in reality it's totally unlikely to work."
In the impression of the wind demon king, his own young demon emperor is a well-known figure even outside the three thousand worlds. Countless demon wars.
The crisp sound continued to sound, and the blood-colored demonic energy spurted around the young demon emperor, condensed into a blood-colored armor, and completely wrapped the young demon emperor's body in it.
Then, Mo Xieyan shook his head gently, and his white fingers tapped the Scarlet Throne, making a crisp knocking sound.
In the feeling of Demonic Evil Flame, one hundred Ten Thousand Years have passed in the Three Thousand Worlds now, and it is a long time away from that war, and there is a feeling of vicissitudes.
After that, Mo Xieyan's cold eyes aimed at the Wind Demon King, and said lightly, "Wind Demon King, is there any movement in the Three Thousand Worlds recently?"
The deafening voice was very neat and reverberated continuously in the endless demonic realm, causing the whole world to change color, covered with blood-colored dark clouds.