"Look, the demon emperor's stone carving has a crack between his brows!" Elder Dog exclaimed.
The little white fox and the elders looked up and saw that between the brows of the stone carving, a huge eyeball suddenly appeared.
This eyeball is larger than a table and glows with a strange green light.
"The Demon King has three eyes?"
Everyone was surprised.
The little white fox frowned slightly and said: "In the ancient books of the demon clan, there is no record that the demon king has three eyes."
"Then why does an eyeball appear between the eyebrows of the stone carving?" Elder Rabbit wondered.
Elder Xiong smiled and said: "There is movement in the Demon Emperor's stone carving, which means that Mr. Ye has resonated with it. It seems that Mr. Ye is very likely to inherit the Demon Emperor's inheritance."
Elder Ma said: "I don't know what the inheritance of the Demon Emperor is?"
Everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at the mountain top.
On the mountain peak.
When Ye Qiu saw an eyeball appearing between the eyebrows of the Demon King's stone carving, he couldn't help but think of a mythical character.
"Could it be that the Demon Emperor is Erlang Shen?"
Ye Qiu stared at the eyeball, observed it carefully, and did not look away for a long time.
That eyeball seemed to possess strange magic power, attracting his mind.
"Hey, the pupil of that eyeball is changing."
Ye Qiu suddenly discovered that the pupil of that eyeball began to turn red.
At this moment, the monstrous demonic mist gathered from all directions and completely submerged the world. As a result, the little white fox and the others on the ground could no longer see the shadows of Ye Qiu and the demon king's stone carvings.
Ye Qiu stared at the eyeball and did not realize that he had been wrapped in the demonic mist because he did not feel any discomfort at all.
The pupil of that eyeball became redder and redder, like blood, and finally a red light appeared and shot toward Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu was so frightened that he had no time to retreat. The red light was so fast that it enveloped his whole body in an instant.
In an instant, Ye Qiu felt as if there was an invisible big hand restraining his whole body, making him unable to move.
Then, his body flew towards the eyeball uncontrollably.
"what's the situation?"
Ye Qiu's heart was in his throat. He saw that the eyeball was getting closer and closer, and finally he bumped into it.
"Damn it, I'm not going to die like this, am I?"
As soon as this thought came to Ye Qiu's mind, he felt that he suddenly felt relaxed. When he looked up, he was in a strange environment.
There is nothing around.
There was a gray sky above my head, and the dark earth beneath my feet. It was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat and breathing.
It's like a dead place here!
Ye Qiu looked up and found that the four Qiankun Cauldrons, the Xuanyuan Sword, and the golden coffin were still hanging above his head, and he felt a little more at ease.
"What is this place?"
Ye Qiu's face was filled with doubts, and he clenched his fists quietly, his brows filled with vigilance.
"This is the world in your eyes!" Suddenly, a powerful voice sounded, shaking the whole world.
Ye Qiu quickly looked around, but saw nothing.
"To put it simply, this is a secret realm." The voice said again. "Who are you?" After Ye Qiu said this, he continued: "Are you the Demon King?"
"Hahaha..." A burst of laughter rang out.
The next moment, Ye Qiu heard the sound of footsteps in the darkness ahead.
Ye Qiu's eyes narrowed and he looked forward with a serious face.
To be honest, he was looking forward to it at the moment.
He wanted to take a look at what the generation of heroes who had unified the demon clan and established the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom looked like?
A moment later.
A figure gradually appeared in Ye Qiu's sight.
It was a very majestic figure, with a strong body, wrapped in hazy avenue runes, filled with billowing demonic mist, and exuding a compelling pressure.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him.
He knew that this pressure was not directed at him, but at the invincible power of that figure.
That figure seemed to be walking from the long river of time and space, saying as he walked: "When I sat down and passed away, I left a ray of spiritual consciousness behind, hiding the world in my eyes. I only wait for future generations to climb the Three Thousand Mountains.
This ray of consciousness will wake up."
When Ye Qiu heard this, he was extremely shocked and said to himself: "He is indeed a peerless powerful man. Although he has been dead for so long, the pressure of this ray of divine consciousness is still terrifying. Even the Saint King cannot stop this ray of divine consciousness.
hit."
Thinking of this, Ye Qiu immediately cupped his fists and bowed in salute.
"Greetings, senior!"
Now that it has been determined that the figure is a ray of divine consciousness of the Demon Emperor, the etiquette should still be indispensable.
The figure was getting closer and closer to Ye Qiu. Although his face was shrouded in demonic mist and could not be seen clearly, his eyes seemed to be an endless abyss, filled with a terrifying aura, like a god looking down.
All living beings in the world.
When he was still a hundred steps away from Ye Qiu, the Demon Emperor stopped and said softly: "You are the first to come here since I left Three Thousand Mountains."
"Back then, there was a man who climbed the mountain three times, and he almost succeeded."
"The last time, it was me who took action and shot him off the cliff."
Ye Qiu knew that the person the Demon Emperor was talking about was the Eternal Qingtian Emperor.
"Senior, why did you shoot him off the cliff?" Ye Qiu asked doubtfully.
The Demon King said: "He has good talent and good cultivation, but I don't like him."
Is this also a reason?
Ye Qiu was speechless for a while.
"By the way, little guy, what's your name?" the Demon King asked.
"Junior Ye Changsheng." Ye Qiu said.
"Your surname is Ye?" The Demon King's eyes narrowed, and his murderous intent was overwhelming. A large rolling mass of demonic mist appeared in the sky, accompanied by bursts of muffled thunder.
In an instant, Ye Qiu felt as if his whole body was about to transform into a Tao.
The Xuanyuan Sword and the golden coffin above the head shook violently, and the four Qiankun Cauldrons also appeared with endless light, covering Ye Qiu's whole body.
Even so, it still cannot stop the power of the Demon King's divine consciousness.
"I don't like your surname. There are not many good people with the surname Ye." The Demon Emperor said: "If I heard your surname a million years ago, I would kill you without hesitation."
Apparently, the Demon King has a grudge against the person named Ye!
Ye Qiu's face was filled with nervousness.
Then, the Demon King changed his tone and said, "But Changsheng is a good name."
In an instant, all the pressure was swept away.
"The path of cultivation goes against the will of heaven. Everyone is pursuing immortality. But throughout the ages, how many people can really achieve immortality?"
"Although your current cultivation level is low, you have created an immortal body and have reached the state of immortality."
"Very good!"
As soon as the Demon King said this, Ye Qiu's heart was filled with turmoil.
