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Chapter 831: Control the Heavenly Demon Monument

Watching the Human Saint King and the Earth Saint King leave, Chen Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Since I didn't ask, why should I think so much?"

He originally thought that the Human Saint King and the Earth Saint King were going to ask him why he absorbed the demonic energy, and they were even ready to tell each other.

After all, the immortal power is obtained from the place of inheritance, so it doesn't matter if you tell the other party.

However, the two of them didn't ask, which saved him from having to explain.

Then looking at the Heavenly Demon Monument on the ground, Chen Ling grinned.

This thing is a treasure.

The power of the immortal power is greater than the effect of the inherited ancient treasure on him.

He grasped it with five fingers, and the Heavenly Demon Monument was lifted up out of thin air.

After looking carefully, Chen Ling suddenly had a sudden idea. He put down the Heavenly Demon Monument, then sat cross-legged in front of the Heavenly Demon Monument and pressed his palm on the monument.

A ray of immortal power penetrated the body and disappeared into the Heavenly Demon Monument.

boom!

A ray of immortal power enters the monument, just like a dragon entering the body.

The Heavenly Demon Monument suddenly shook violently, the runes on its surface shone brightly, and the terrifying demonic power that had been immersed in it surged out crazily.

Bang!

Chen Ling's expression changed drastically and he withdrew his hand as fast as lightning. However, he was still shaken by the demonic power and retreated in embarrassment.

He stared blankly at the Demon Monument in front of him.

The Heavenly Demon Monument trembled non-stop. The ray of immortal power entered the monument. He didn't know what happened, but he couldn't feel it.

But the movement of the Heavenly Demon Monument has proved that it is definitely not a small movement.

"this……"

Chen Ling suddenly saw that the densely packed magic patterns on the Heavenly Demon Monument began to change. The original black patterns were now turning towards milky white.

"The immortal power is also milky white. Hiss, this is impossible, right?" Chen Ling stared at the first magic pattern and took a breath of cold air.

He just had a sudden thought, but he didn't expect that it would cause such a change.

One way, two ways...

A total of seven magic patterns changed and turned into a color similar to that of immortal power, forming a sharp contrast with the black pattern below.

The seven demon patterns changed and finally stopped, and the Heavenly Demon Monument returned to deathly silence.

Chen Ling took a deep breath and walked in slowly.

The seven changing magic patterns gave him a familiar feeling.

The breath of immortal power.

"What will happen if all the magic patterns on the Demon Monument are changed?" Chen Ling bit his lips and secretly said that his idea was a bit crazy.

If this could change the Heavenly Demon Monument, or even control it, wouldn't this magical power be a bit too scary?

However, his body stretched out his palm uncontrollably.

A wisp of immortal power once again poured out of the Heavenly Demon Monument.

boom!

The vibration reappears.

Chen Ling was prepared this time. He input his immortal power and immediately retreated. Only then was he not affected by the terrifying demonic power.

The magic pattern changes again.

This time, it has changed all the way to the fifteenth magic pattern.

Chen Ling swallowed hard and took a look at his immortal power.

About the size of a fist.

"continue."

He input the immortal power again, this time it was several times that of the previous two times.

The number of magic pattern changes instantly increased to nearly seventy.

In the open space, Chen Ling input immortal power again and again.

The immortal power in his body weakened rapidly.

In the end, about one-third of the magic pattern was left, and his immortal power was almost exhausted.

Chen Ling sat down and began to absorb the demonic energy to cultivate his immortal power.

After his immortal power increased, he continued to input the immortal power into the Heavenly Demon Monument.

Two days passed.

Chen Ling stood nervously in front of the Demon Monument.

The densely packed magic patterns on the stone tablet now only have about twenty at the bottom.

The others have all turned milky white, exuding a faint aura of fairy power.

That aura made Chen Ling feel inexplicably excited.

He had a hunch that if the magic patterns were completely changed, unimaginable changes would occur.

Perhaps, it can really reach his deepest guess.

"This is the last step, success or failure depends on this."

Chen Ling's eyes condensed, and a beam of immortal power penetrated the stone tablet.

boom!

The magic patterns changed one after another, and in the end, the more than twenty magic patterns all turned into milky white.

The moment all the magic patterns changed, Chen Ling was shocked, his eyes widened, and he stared at the Demon Monument.

call out!

A ray of milky white sword light shot out from the Heavenly Demon Monument like lightning and disappeared into his eyebrows.

The sea of ​​consciousness was shaken, and the world was overturned.

The incarnation of the will of the entrenched sky-swallowing giant beast was roaring wildly at this moment.

A palm-sized pocket version of the Heavenly Demon Monument appeared strangely in his sea of ​​consciousness.

When Chen Ling came to his senses, he stared blankly at the Heavenly Demon Monument within the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"This, this is the demon tablet spirit."

"hiss."

Chen Ling's voice was trembling.

By controlling the spirit of the Heavenly Demon Stele, he can control the Heavenly Demon Stele.

What shocked him even more was that the demon stele spirit appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness and was completely milky white, exuding a majestic aura, without any trace of demonic power.

Could it be that the immortal power purified the demon tablet spirit?

Chen Ling was shocked.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the Demon Monument.

The Demon Monument remained motionless and silent.

"Try it."

Chen Ling looked at the Heavenly Demon Monument expectantly, and then with a thought in his mind, he fixed his eyes on the Heavenly Demon Monument.

He grabbed it and headed towards the Demon Monument.

boom!

The Heavenly Demon Monument was caught in his hand, and instantly, a feeling of connection between mind and heart appeared.

"rise."

Chen Ling understood clearly and shouted softly.

The Heavenly Demon Monument suddenly rose to the sky, towering hundreds of feet high, like a giant sword holding up the sky. It was as black as ink, but its surface was wrapped with milky-white patterns, which was really weird.

Its power is similar to demonic power, but it is different from demonic power.

Chen Ling flew up, grabbed the Heavenly Demon Monument with both hands, and slammed it down towards the sky and the earth.

Boom!

The sky collapsed.

A ravine with no end visible to the naked eye appears on the vast plain, bottomless and hundreds of meters wide.

Just an ordinary smash.

Chen Ling grabbed the Heavenly Demon Monument and was stunned and shocked.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the stele spirit bloomed with halo, connected with Chen Ling's will.

"The Royal Demon Monument can suppress everything. If you have enough willpower to stimulate the power of the Demon Monument, you can suppress an entire world..."



The ancestral land is completely new.

Although the towering ancient trees, mountains, spiritual objects, etc. in some areas still retain deep demonic energy, they have gradually faded away under the power of some special majesty.

At a glance, the sky in the ancestral land is blue and there is no evil spirit.

One after another, figures were led into the ancestral land.

They are many members of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan.

The moment thousands of people with the blood of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan stepped into their ancestral land, they were all trembling with excitement, and some even had tears in their eyes and prostrated themselves on the ground.

The moment of returning to our ancestral land has finally arrived.

No matter how barren and desolate the ancestral land is now, it is the place where the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan was born and the ancestral land. It has indescribable special feelings for every Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan member.

It is a feeling that exists deep in the blood.

At the same time, the third level of the Holy Son selection officially begins.

Deep in the ancestral land, there is a simple bluestone square.

The square is boundless and is made of huge bluestones with a radius of about ten feet. There are dense knife marks, sword marks, footprints, fist marks on the square... just like an ancient battlefield.

Countless tribesmen gathered around the edge of the square.

Six figures stand in the center of the square.

They are the last six candidates for the Holy Son. (To be continued)


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