"What does this mean?" Xia Qianjie also raised her head curiously, only to find that she didn't recognize any of the strange fonts appearing on the black gemstone.
"It looks like a ghost drawing a talisman. Who knows what it means." Shen Lang shook his head.
He had been wandering since he was a child and had never read any books. Not to mention those awkward and difficult-to-understand bloody words, even the most commonly used words in the world, Shen Lang might not even be able to read them all.
Bang...
At this moment, the black gem suddenly exploded under the real fire. The three elders were shocked and slowly came to their senses. Although the real magic stone was broken, the meaning of the blood-colored words had been changed.
deeply imprinted in their hearts.
That text is the exclusive text of the demon clan. Not to mention Shen Lang and the others, even among the demon sect, only those at the elder level and above can recognize it a little bit. The meaning of the blood-colored text previously was astonishingly: "Heavenly Demon"
Level nine!"
What is the concept of the ninth level of demon?
The saint's bloodline is only at level eight! She has been the person with the strongest bloodline among the Demon Sect for hundreds of years!
Relying on her eighth-level bloodline talent, the Saint reached the realm of emptiness and underworld in just a few years!
But the mysterious master in front of him has reached level nine in bloodline power! Doesn’t that mean that given time, he will definitely be able to surpass the Saint?
Thinking of this, the elders suddenly took a breath of air, and could no longer have the slightest doubt about what Shen Lang had said before.
It’s impossible for the saint to fall in love with him? Why can’t such a magnificent person be liked by the saint? Why can’t a person with such a noble bloodline let the saint be his woman?
He can't come from the Holy Land? But the facts prove that he can only come from the Holy Land! And he must be a very respected figure in the Holy Land, even above the Saint!
"Oh God! God bless me as a demon cultivator!" Red Ghost suddenly burst into tears and knelt down on the ground. "I never thought that in my lifetime, I, Red Ghost, would not only witness the rise of the Saint, but I would also be lucky enough to see another person in the Holy Land.
Give birth to a Holy Son!”
The Demon Sect values bloodline the most. Leng Yanji, the eighth-level Demon Sect, is a Saint, and her status is higher than that of tens of millions of people. So Shen Lang, whose bloodline is stronger than the Saint, of course can only be the Son of the Holy Son!
The strong man in the Demonic Holy Land will definitely devote all his efforts to cultivating him! It is even possible for him to become the leader of the Holy Land! Become the leader of those who cultivate demons in the entire continent!
There is absolutely no need to doubt this.
"Elder Hong Gui of Demon Dao Gui Ming Sect, pay homage to the Holy Son!" Without any hesitation, Elder Hong Gui bowed down to Shen Lang.
"Elder Lan Gui of the Demon Dao Gui Ming Sect, pay your respects to the Holy Son!" Lan Gui also knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to where Shen Lang and Xia Qianjie were standing.
At the same moment, all the Demon Sect disciples in Heifeng Village, like ministers seeing the emperor, fell to their knees in darkness and whispered: "Greetings to the Holy Son!"
At this time, in the entire Black Wind Village, except for Shen Lang and Xia Qianjie who were still standing, the only person who had not knelt down was Qing Gui.
"Holy...Holy Son!" Elder Qinggui looked extremely ugly. In order to deal with Shen Lang, he tried all kinds of ways, and even deliberately bewitched Elder Red Ghost and asked Elder Red Ghost to take out the real magic stone, hoping to use this
Come and reveal Shen Lang’s identity!
But he never expected that what he did was to lift a rock and hit himself in the foot! Shen Lang, who looked like a nobody no matter how he looked, would suddenly transform into the Holy Son in the Demonic Holy Land?
For him, there is no situation worse than this one!
"Holy Son?" Shen Lang was startled, but when he thought of the specialness of the Proud Demonic Body, he laughed. How dare these people just discuss and throw gems, and the operation was as fierce as a tiger, but in the end
Still got it wrong.
However, this is not surprising. After all, who would have thought that he, an ordinary monk, would accidentally fuse the demon bones of the ancient demon?
The two elders knelt down, and the so-called Black Evil Formation of Three Dragons no longer existed. The huge shadow of the token was still exuding endless talismans in the sky, as if it was about to explode at any time.
Shen Lang was very sure that with just one thought at this time, he could make all the Fu Yi burst out and blast the Green Ghost to the ground. However, there was no need for him to do this anymore.
There are many ways to kill someone, so why waste the magic talisman?
With a wave of his hand, Shen Lang took away the token that sealed the power, then took Xia Xiaoniu's little hand and walked step by step towards Elder Qinggui who refused to kneel down.
Xia Qianjie was a little dazed, looking at the Demon Sect disciples who were kneeling down, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
"Is Shen Lang really the Holy Son of the Demon Sect?" Whether it was the blood-colored words on the black gemstone or the reaction of the Demon Sect elders at this moment, she had a slight doubt about Shen Lang's identity.
But that trace of doubt only existed for a moment, and was diluted by the shock in my heart at this moment.
Because countless disciples of the Demon Sect have returned to the ground! Because the elder of the Demon Sect, who she once considered to be extremely powerful and not even half as powerful as Elder Qingyun, is also kneeling on the ground!
Because when she was walking with Shen Lang, the height of her boots when she gently lifted her feet was higher than the heads of the elders of the Demon Sect clinging to the ground! She even saw her own boots.
The moment it fell, wisps of dust stirred up on the ground and hit the face of the Demon Sect elder. However, the once arrogant Demon Sect elder did not even have the courage to raise his head to look at her!
When she was trapped in the dungeon, Xia Qianjie had imagined that there would be a powerful and righteous man who would help her punish rape and eliminate evil, and lead her to fight bloody battles and fight her way out.
But she never expected that in a place like Black Wind Village where masters of the Demon Sect gathered together, she, a helpless and righteous monk, could walk so easily and happily without having to shed blood or fight.
This was a feeling she had never experienced before. It was exciting and stimulating! At the same time, she felt relaxed!
"Shen Lang is the Holy Son? Who cares about him! Even if he is the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, he is obviously the Holy Son of the Demon Sect who is on my side. Besides, he cannot be the Holy Son at all. If he is really from the Demon Sect
How can a person deliberately go against the people of the Demon Sect? In the previous test, it was probably the people of the Demon Sect who made a mistake."
"If the people from the Demon Sect really made a mistake, will they be found out again?" Xia Qianjie blushed and patted her chest. The strong sense of thrill made her heart beat at an unprecedented speed.
Shen Lang walked forward in silence. It was difficult to see any unnecessary expressions on his body. His pace was neither fast nor slow, but he looked very imposing.
Moreover, his goal is very clear. He is looking at Elder Qinggui and is walking towards Elder Qinggui!
Step, step, step,
With every sound of falling footsteps, Qing Gui's heart became confused. Every time Shen Lang took a step closer, his pride as an elder of the Demon Sect collapsed.
Bang...
Shen Lang was still three steps away from Elder Qinggui, but Elder Qinggui, who had been reluctant to kneel down, suddenly knelt down.
Elder of the Demon Sect? What does he mean in front of the status of the Holy Son?
The cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm? Both the Red Ghost and the Blue Ghost have surrendered! Even if he wants to resist, he cannot be the opponent of the Red Ghost and the Blue Ghost!
The situation is over for him! Not to mention continuing to deal with Shen Lang, it is hard to say whether he can save his life.
"Holy Son, have mercy! Holy Son, have mercy..." Elder Qinggui kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. His forehead and the hard bluestone on the ground kept making banging sounds. He looked like a wild dog wagging its tail begging for mercy.
He has half the aura of an elder.
Shen Lang looked down at Elder Qinggui who was kowtowing to admit his mistake. He suddenly thought of a certain sentence he heard when he first met Elder Qinggui. He couldn't help but reveal a slightly mocking smile: "The way you kneel down and kowtow, you really look like a dog."