Deep in the ancient battlefield, the valley shrouded in silver mist became more and more dazzling. The mixed silver light was like a huge blazing fireball, rolling constantly, occasionally stirring up a trace of blue space power.
Around the valley, an extremely dense purple-black mist emerged from nowhere. It was not only filled with pure demonic energy, but also contained a strange energy that made people drowsy and filled with nightmares.
With the Silver Valley as the core, these magical mists continue to stretch in all directions, covering an area of dozens of miles, and are still spreading.
As for those magic spots in the air, whenever the magic fog approaches, they disperse and turn into a thick purple-black mist to replenish it.
…
At the junction of the magic mist and the silver ancient, there was a lavender shield falling on a slope. Seven demons stood in it. There was also a magic circle on the ground with strange totem patterns.
The new demon general named "Ye Ning" had his eyes closed at this time, and clusters of black halo balls appeared from the demonic mist and converged towards his body.
However, only a small amount of the demonic energy entered Ye Ning's head, and most of it dissipated directly, turning into pure demonic energy and entering the magic circle on the ground.
After a while, Ye Ning slowly opened his eyes, and a terrifying wave of soul flashed away. He looked at the demon soldiers around him with a look of awe on their faces, and said slowly: "Those demon beasts were put into the nightmare."
It’s foggy.”
"Yes, sir, with your help, there are three more level 10 monsters than before, and we will be able to keep the human gods out." A demon said in a flattering tone.
Ye Ning said disdainfully: "These hybrid monsters are mediocre in strength and far different from the monsters in the holy world. Their function is just to rely on the fog of nightmare to mislead... huh? The teleportation has begun."
Ye Ning suddenly changed his expression and looked towards the silver valley ahead.
I saw the huge silver mist beating like a flame, and in addition to the blue space power, purple-black lightning appeared inside.
The demons could faintly see that in the interlaced lightning, a small blue ball was rolling outwards and squeezing bit by bit, with a dark figure wrapped inside.
The surrounding silver mist is intertwined with lightning and flames, constantly impacting the small blue ball. If it weren't for the countless purple-black lightnings pouring out of the surroundings, I'm afraid this small ball would have been shattered long ago.
Seeing this scene, Ye Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "Although the surrounding spiritual energy has gathered due to the nightmare formation, providing more energy for the space seal, for Lord Demon Lord, this resistance is not worth it.
Nothing."
"The only thing that hinders you is the turbulence of space and the power of the interface. Now it seems that the transmission speed will be much longer. According to the previous plan, what will be transmitted at the beginning should be..."
Having said this, he suddenly raised his brows and turned to look to the southeast. He saw that the magic mist at the edge suddenly rolled violently, creating ripples like ocean waves in all directions.
"The human race came in so quickly, one, two, three...how come eight came at once? Fortunately, the nightmare formation has been formed, otherwise we would have been in trouble."
Ye Ning's face was a little ugly. He looked at the magic soldiers on the side and immediately ordered: "You guys, use all your strength to activate the formation and keep this defensive aura running."
"Yes, sir." The six demons at the level of forming pills quickly surrounded the formation on the ground, with their palms inserted on the edge of the formation, continuously injecting magic power into it, and the shield that enveloped them became even more intense.
Become thicker.
Ye Ning looked at the rolling magic mist in the distance. Although it fluctuated violently, its position basically did not change. His slightly nervous expression relaxed and he chuckled:
"This was activated by the Demon Lord using the treasure refined from the mirage beast. Although the suppression power of the interface is greatly reduced, it is a bit reluctant for the real god-transformation monks, but it is much easier to deal with those fake god-transformation monks.
.”
Several magic soldiers around were a little frightened when they heard this. They looked at the mist that kept hitting the surrounding shields, and they focused more on injecting magic power.
If such a terrifying formation at the level of a god were to impact, their souls would probably die directly in the nightmare.
…
Time keeps passing by, and more than a day has passed. The fluctuations in the magic mist still exist, but they have only advanced a few miles, and the speed of travel is very slow.
Ye Ning did not look at the magic mist anymore, but stared at the silver valley ahead. At this time, the blue space ball had squeezed out of the silver valley. With a circle of purple-black lightning rolling, a figure staggered away.
Out of the valley.
This was a burly demon eight feet tall, with dark black scales all over his body, and the muscles underneath were extremely thick, as if filled with explosive power.
The bone spurs between its joints are nearly two feet long. There is no hair on the head, but black water chestnuts similar to rocks. The scales on the face are lavender, and two fangs several inches long are exposed in the mouth.
When Ye Ning saw this person, a hint of excitement flashed from his pupils, and the spirit exuding the spirit of a true demon surged out: "Very good, I didn't expect you to be the first one to come over."
The strong demon man felt the aura of the divine soul, and his figure flashed and landed in front of Ye Ning. He knelt down on one knee and said with awe in his tone: "Xue Cheng has met my father."
The demon soldiers who were casting spells behind them looked up in surprise when they heard these words. With their strength, they could not feel the aura of this newly teleported demon, but judging from the pressure, it seemed that he was just a demon.
Will.
Ye Ning raised his hand and said, "Get up. Is everything going well with Lord Demon Lord?"
Xuecheng said respectfully: "The human race seems to have other arrangements in the space crack. For the sake of caution, Lord Demon Lord only sent the boy and one demon general over. Later, he should be preparing for the teleportation of the two demon kings."
Ye Ning nodded lightly. He felt the aura of the demon general who was at his mid-term peak, and said with a smile on his lips: "Xue Cheng, do you know why the demon king gave up on the peak of the demon general and sent you here instead."
Hearing this, Xue Cheng said with a hint of pride in his eyes: "Father once said that my son is the demon general under your sect who has the best chance of becoming the Demon Emperor."
Demon Emperor...
When the demon soldiers behind them heard this word, their bodies trembled violently, and the magic power in their hands became slightly stagnant.
Ye Ning reached out and patted Xuecheng's shoulder, and there seemed to be something meaningful in his smile:
"But Xuecheng, your physical cultivation is only ranked fourth among my disciples and descendants. Why is your potential ranked first?"
Xuecheng was slightly startled and said: "Father, didn't you say that the child's soul is special and has the highest degree of compatibility with the physical body, which is more in line with the conditions for the Demon Emperor's breakthrough."
The smile on Ye Ning's lips became brighter and brighter, and the purple-black magic light shone in his eyes. He said softly: "It is indeed the compatibility of the soul, but it is not with your body."
"Isn't it physical compatibility?" Xuecheng was a little confused.
"It's the compatibility with my soul..."
As soon as Xuecheng heard these words, he felt a series of mysterious runic restrictions suddenly emerge from the depths of his soul. The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his figure froze in place.
Immediately afterwards, a ball of purple-black magic light flew out of Ye Ning's head, with a purple-faced fanged face faintly inside. It looked extremely excited and jumped directly into Xuecheng's head.
Then a terrifying wave of soul began to roll inside this extremely strong body.
When the few pill-forming demon soldiers behind saw this scene, their eyes flashed with fear, but they did not dare to make any move and continued to control the formation honestly.
After about a stick of incense, "Xue Cheng"'s eyes gradually lit up with light, strips of purple-black lightning danced between the strong muscles under the scales, and a crackling sound came from his body.
The surrounding demonic energy seemed to be attracted by something and gathered here one after another.
"Disperse!"
"Xue Cheng" opened his mouth and let out a shout. The true demonic intention spread out and dispersed the gathered demonic energy.
"As soon as I fused the soul and combined the essence of the soul with it, there were signs of breakthrough. As expected, I tried every means to give birth to an heir with such a perfect match between the soul and soul."
"Blood Inheritance" felt the incomparable physical fit, and his expression became more and more surprised. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Six hundred years, I, the Blood-weeping Demon King, have been preparing for six hundred years to change my body and repair myself."
"At the risk of the soul being swallowed by the cracks in space, the Demon Lord took action and separated the origin of the soul. Otherwise, the demon king's later soul would not be able to merge with the blood-inherited soul."
"Next, as long as I break through to the realm of the Pseudo Demon Emperor, together with the remaining two demon kings, I will be equivalent to three powerful demon kings. After completing the mission of the demon king and receiving the reward, I will have the opportunity to enter the next level.
A big realm.”
The surrounding Demon Soldiers at the Core Formation stage trembled when they heard the man's wild laughter. The strong Demons were moody. If they heard such secrets, they might be silenced.