Ai Xiaoshuang suddenly pulled the Green Snake Sword out of Mo Qianyu's shoulder, swung a palm, and slammed the boy's forehead!

Mo Qianyu was knocked away by a palm and fell from the cliff. The man struggled hard in the air. However, Ai Xiaoshuang's palm was too cruel. His sky spirit cap was almost broken. His soul was severely damaged, his body was no longer under control, and his consciousness was slow.

Slowly blurred, one foot stepped into the gates of hell!

"Puu..." The boy fell into Xuanjiang, splashing a splash of water, and then was swallowed by the surging waves and disappeared...

Ai Xiaoshuang watched Mo Qianyu sink into the river, her expression was extremely complicated, and she whispered to herself:

"Why, I didn't feel happy at all when I killed you, but I was filled with loss. Did I do something wrong?"

"Sister, you are right. When will the revenge be repaid? I shouldn't take the initiative to take on this task."

"Forget it, forget it, no matter whether it is right or wrong, the task is completed, the inheritor of Fahai will be eliminated... Alas, Qian, I'm sorry, who made you... Just like the fate mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures

...There is no way to change, I can only adapt, goodbye forever, my first good friend..."

Ai Xiaoshuang turned around and quickly left the shallow sea cliff...

Shortly after Ai Xiaoshuang left, a huge violet vortex suddenly appeared on the surface of Xuanjiang River. A light purple figure flashed in the sky and penetrated into the vortex. The next moment, the surging waves calmed down, and Xuanjiang River was like a pool of stagnant water.

Silence seems extremely strange.

In less than ten seconds, the river water returned to normal again, and everything seemed to have never happened.

Over Xuanjiang River, wind and thunder were thunder, and a golden lightning fell from the air. With the arrival of golden lightning, a beggar in sloppy clothes floated in the air. His face was particularly solemn. He looked around for a moment, then lowered his head and looked down.

He murmured to himself:

"Impossible? It's right that the aura of the Demon Spirit Clan appeared here? Why did it disappear again? Hell??"

"What else do these indigenous people want to do? Isn't it good to survive in the dungeon? I have to make trouble, which makes me an old beggar run around every day, and I'm so exhausted..."

"If you don't eat enough for lunch, you will easily have hallucinations. Nowadays, urban people are too sympathetic. They are all stingy and want to die. It's too difficult to be a beggar."

"I've left, I haven't done my business yet. If I don't go to the roadside to beg, I have no food to eat at night..."

The beggar's body shone with golden light, turning into a golden light and flew towards the distance...

......

In the remote area of ​​Sorensen planet, there is an ancient primeval forest, which does not belong to the scope of three continents, and is the most dangerous forbidden place on the planet. In the deepest part of the forest stands a super-large dormant volcano, underneath the volcano.

It is the dungeon on which the Demon Spirit Clan relies for survival.

The dungeon is divided into five floors.

The first floor is a dark forest, with strange rocks standing in the forest, and many ferocious monsters are alive.

The second floor is an endless huge stone city, which is also the current residence of the Demon Spirit Clan.

The third floor is the cemetery of warriors of the Demon Spirit Clan.

The fourth layer was occupied by several powerful evil tribes. They were all descendants of several evil kings of Sorensen Star in ancient times, and were sealed here by the Demon Spirit Holy Emperors of all generations. They had formed an alliance with the Demon Spirit Clan a hundred years ago.

The fifth floor is the guardian formation of Hell Valley: the main formation eye of the "Dutian Fierce Fire Soul Burning Array".

In the second floor of the Holy Imperial Palace in the dungeon, two men stood in a house made of black flame stone.

One of the men is 1.9 meters tall and thin. He has two star eyes that are as deep as the sea, as cold as ice, and as misty as dreams. The two sword eyebrows are thick and black and slightly connected, and the bridge of the nose that is shaped like a hanging gallbladder is straight and straight

, the lips that are neither thick nor thin, the corners of the mouth slightly drooped to form a slight arc. There are two small golden sharp corners on the head, and one ethereal and black shoulder-length hair is casually dispersed on the shoulders.

His face was clearly angular like a knife and an axe, with a faint smile on his face, but the arrogance and luxury that emanated from his bones made people involuntarily feel ashamed in their hearts, subconsciously maintaining the relationship with him.

Quite a distance.

"See the Holy Emperor of Demon Spirit, I have something to report to you!" The door of the house was kicked open with a "clang" sound.

The man with golden horns on the inside of the house looked plain and uninterrupted, and said coldly: "Di Qingcang, do you still take me, the Holy Emperor seriously? Every time I am so reckless, sooner or later, the Demon Spirit Clan

Destroy it in your hands.”

Emperor Qingcang, who is respected in the Demon Spirit Clan, is one of the four noble princes and princes in the clan, and is honored as "King Qingcang". Now, in addition to the Demon Spirit Holy Emperor in the Demon Spirit Clan

The strongest person!

It is widely rumored in the Demon Spirit Clan that if the Demon Spirit Holy Emperor "Emperor Heaven's Demon Imperial" does not use the unique abilities of the Holy Emperor's bloodline, it is very likely that he is not a match for "King Cang"!

In the Demon Spirit Clan, in addition to the two special bloodlines of Demon Spirit Holy Emperor and Demon Spirit Holy Emperor, other tribes are divided into: Spiritual Boy → Spiritual Soldier → Spirit King → Spirit General → Demon Spirit Spirit in terms of cultivation level: Spiritual Boy → Spiritual Soldier → Spiritual General → Demon Spirit

Xuanzun.

After cultivating to the realm of Demon Spirit Xuanzun, his strength is comparable to that of Demon Spirit Holy Emperor!

In recent years, Di Qingcang has become increasingly active in the dungeon. Relying on his cultivation of Demon Spirit Xuanzun, he does not take anyone seriously except the Demon Spirit Holy Emperor, and his style of conduct is absolutely arrogant and domineering.

When Di Qingcang heard the Demon Spirit Holy Emperor's speech, his face showed panic. He closed the door with his backhand, half-kneeled on the ground, and said respectfully:

"Sir Saint Emperor, I am rude, please forgive me, but the saying "Son of Destruction" is purely nonsense. I want me to place the future of our Demon Spirit Clan on a foreigner, so I will not accept it!

”

"Sir Saint Emperor, please don't listen to slander, and it will ruin the last glimmer of hope of the Demon Spirit Clan!"

Di Qingcang spoke, his eyes were full of fierceness, staring at the man beside the Demon Spirit Holy Emperor. This man was short, only 1.6 meters tall, wearing a black cloak, two black sharp horns on his head, and a body

He is fat and big, with slender limbs and small, and his body proportions are extremely disharmonious.

This person is the "Master of the Demon Realm" summoned by Sun Lianxin in the underground secret room of the academy!

"Yan Di, you bastard, you can only use tricks and come up with bad ideas behind your back to disturb the mind of the Holy Emperor of our clan! If you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that those who cannot live today will walk out of this house!" Di Qingcang saw that

The short man ignored his eyes, became angry and started to curse.

The short man named Yan Di snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Di Qingcang, others are afraid of you, but I won't eat your trick. What's so great about you? You have strong combat power, and you're all pretending to be in your mind.

Stinky Dog S, I have dedicated everything to the Demon Spirit Clan, you are not qualified to evaluate me!"

"Demon Spirit Clan? Are you worthy of mentioning these three words? Look at your ghostly look, what do you think? Our clan does not have a bastard like you." Di Qingcang said sarcastically.

Di Qingcang's words were amazing, just like a sharp knife stabbed deep in Yan Di's heart.

In order to develop the Demon Spirit Clan, Yan Di went against his original intention and joined the human demon sect and forcibly practiced the magical martial arts, which led to his body mutating and thus became like this.

This is the most painful memory of Yan Di's life. No one dares to mention this matter in front of him. At this moment, Di Qingcang actually used this matter to stimulate him.

Yan Di felt angry and ignored the Demon Spirit Holy Emperor beside him, and stepped forward, pointed at Di Qingcang's nose, and said furiously:
Chapter completed!