About eighty miles away from Su Yang's location, in front of a huge rock with blood vessels and lines, a black-robed monk with a ferocious face and ferocious expression was constantly struggling. From his forehead exposed with blue veins and his eyes that were dripping blood, it was not difficult to see that he was about to fall.

More than ten blood-colored branches extending from the surface of the giant rock tightly wrapped around the black-robed monk. Unlike the demon branches that can be seen everywhere, these branches extending from the rocks are brighter and more powerful, so powerful that even this black-robed monk who is equivalent to the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level cannot escape.

If Su Yang saw this scene, he would be surprised, because he also knew this trapped monk in black robe, as if he was the true lord of the Illusion Corpse who escaped from the siege of three Nascent Soul cultivators, including Tang Zhan.

Since he was injured and escaped, the true king of the Illusion Corpse was afraid that the other party would come to chase him. He hid for more than a hundred days before returning to the Zhenxuan Mountains. He had recovered from his injuries, and he had only one purpose for returning to the Wuji Demon Sect and kill Su Yang.

However, before he could return to the Wuji Demon Sect's headquarters, he was attracted by the surging demonic energy that spread out from the core area of ​​the valley when he passed by the Beast God Valley.

He is the Illusion Corpse Demon Clan, with a unique talent and can improve his cultivation by sucking various dirty and evil energy. For the Illusion Corpse True Lord, the sudden appearance of the demonic energy in the core area of ​​the Beast God Valley is definitely a great and special supplement.

Without thinking too much, the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse rushed into this land of demonic energy and greedily refined the seemingly inexhaustible demonic energy here.

A few days later, following the increasingly intense direction of the demonic energy, the true Lord of the Phantom Corpse came to this huge and incomparable strange rock.

Just a glance, he recognized the origin of this strange giant rock. This is a treasure of heaven and earth that has been extinct for tens of thousands of years in the ancient domain and has been named "Demon-Sealing Stone".

If this object is used for refining weapons, you only need to add a little bit during the refining process to increase the level of the last refining magic weapon.

In addition, the magic weapon that is integrated into the Magic Stone has the special effect of restraining monsters and evil spirits. If it is placed in the market, as long as the size of a fingernail is enough to exchange for millions of spirit stones.

From this we can imagine how excited the true Lord of the Phantom Corpse should be after suddenly seeing this amazingly huge magic stone.

But just as he wanted to take the "Demon-Sealing Stone" into his pocket, something unexpected happened, which directly led to his trap now.

At this moment, the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse is on the verge of collapse. It is not that he is too fragile, but that the reality is too cruel. He has been entangled by these blood-colored demon branches for more than ten days. He has already used up all the magical powers and methods that have been in the bottom of the box and has never escaped.

Moreover, not only did he fail to escape, but after more than ten days, the blood-colored demon branches that constantly absorbed vitality and vitality from his body actually emptied his lifelong cultivation.

Now, he has regressed to the early stage of the Nascent Soul due to the great damage to his natal energy. If he had more than half a day of work, he would be unable to transform, and he would inevitably show his original form of an illusion corpse and return to the ranks of eighth-grade monsters.

In despair, the true Lord of the Phantom Corpse stared at the demon-sealing giant rock in front of him fiercely, remembering a rumor that had been circulating for more than 100,000 years but never believed it, that is, an ancient demon was imprisoned in the Beast God Valley.

"May it"

Now the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse has long lost the violent and arrogant he used to. Thinking of this, he immediately tried his best to release his spiritual consciousness and sent a message of begging for mercy at the Demon-Closing Rock, which was about to absorb his lifelong cultivation and even his vitality.

"Master Xuantian Zhen Demon, the young man is willing to worship you as his master, a slave and a servant. Please spare me a life of the offense."

For a glimmer of hope, the true king of the Phantom Corpse tirelessly tried to contact the Demon-Closing Rock with his spiritual sense, and released a humble message of living a life of silence.

A strange light flashed across the demon-sealing giant rock, which was originally silent as an eternal rock. The blood-colored demon branch, which was constantly absorbing the vitality and vitality of the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse, stopped.

"You are not a human monk"

Just as the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse showed a look of luck that could not be concealed, a thought that was so powerful that he could tremble suddenly came and printed a sentence in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The small Naihuan Demon Clan transformed into shape, not the human race." From this terrifying tone, the true Lord of the Huanzi felt the unique hatred of the former for the human race monks, and quickly said respectfully.

"Hmph, what qualifications do you have to be the slave of this demon in the middle stage of Nascent Soul?"

The powerful thought was cold and cold, which made the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse who had just felt more at ease smell the breath of death again.

Knowing that there is only one chance, the true lord of the Illusion Corpse hurriedly said: "The real demon is above, and the little cultivation is naturally not able to reach the eyes of the Demon Lord, but the little one is sincere in his wish to serve our Lord with all his heart. The little one will make an oath to the name of the Eternal Demon King."

As a result, before the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse said that he had expressed his loyalty, the powerful thought had already interrupted him: "Oath is the most illusory lie."

Hearing this, the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse couldn't help but gasp in fear, fearing that the other party would kill him the next moment.

But unexpectedly, the powerful thought immediately changed the subject and said, "Well, this demon lord is coming to the world, and you are not a human cultivator, so you will save your life and let me command the demon soldiers."

"Thank you, Demon Lord"

The true Lord of the Illusion Corpse did not have any of the aura of a transformed monster at this moment. He didn't count on his head when he turned around, but even knocked his head hard at the demon-sealing giant rock.

"Okay, since you have become the leader of this Demon Lord, that Demon Lord will give you some luck."

With a powerful thought, regardless of whether the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse was willing or not, he saw that the blood-colored demon branches that were originally trapped around him suddenly retracted back to the surface of the rock and turned into blood-colored demon patterns.

Then, in front of the Demon-Captaining Giant Rock, an extremely huge black claw appeared out of thin air, and he squeezed the Illusion Corpse True Lord into his palm with one hand.

What followed was the series of painful howlings of the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse.

Half an hour later, but with a loud bang, the huge claws disappeared, as if the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse who was in a coma was smashed hard on the ground from mid-air.

By the time the true Lord of the Illusion Corpse woke up, it was already three days and nights later.

"Hey, my cultivation has recovered to its peak period? No, it seems that there is still some improvement."

"Where did these magic patterns imprinted on their bodies come from like living creatures, changing shapes?"

"I remembered that it was given to me by the Xuantian Demon Lord... and it was also used to restrict me from betraying him."

"Haha, if you get the gift of the Demon Lord, you will not only have all your cultivation, but also have the opportunity to reach the realm of the Tenth-grade Demon King. So what if you are controlled by the Demon Lord?"

"As long as you are still alive, look at the ancient realm, when the Demon Lord comes to the world, who can stop him? At that time, all the world will be the Demon Lord. Why can't I, the demon soldiers under my command, live more comfortably as today?"

"By the way, the devil's explanation must be done quickly. Since there is no possibility of turning back, let me take this path from the devil thoroughly."
Chapter completed!