The Great Realm of the Abyss.

In the chaos, a super giant and huge world of bloody red, black, deep purple, mixed with dark green, and gray stands in the chaos forever.

From the outside, the structure of this world is similar to a spiral ladder, and the bottom layer leads to the deepest part of chaos.

This world is called the Great Realm of the Abyss, and the size of the Great Realm of the Abyss is extremely huge even in the entire chaos.

To a rare point.

It is precisely because of its hugeness that the legend of abyss is circulated in the multiverse and planes.

In fact, there is a legend in many planes that the lower the abyss plane, the stronger the Abyss Demon Lord is, but in fact it is not the case.

"Of course, this is true in big data, but just like humans have geniuses, there are rare exceptions among the Demon Lords of the Abyss. The Demon Lords of the Seventh Level of the Abyss are famous for their exceptions." Zhu Yan leaned on the hill and said to Gao Peng and the others.

"What's the name of the lord?"

“How strong is it?”

Xiaohuang and the others asked impatiently.

Zhu Yan cleared his throat, "The full name of the Demon Lord of the Seventh Level of the Abyss is Death Storm - The Crow of the Crows. This name cannot be called directly in the abyss. Of course, we are in Jiutian now, so there is no problem calling it directly.

As for how strong it is, it has fought with the Xuanwu God among the Four Saints and escaped unscathed."

"Tsk." Xiao Huang curled his lips, thinking that he was so awesome, but in the end he was just a record of retreating and his qualities were gone.

"Ahem, in fact, it is already very strong to be able to fight with the Xuanwu God and escape unsuccessfully. Xuanwu God once killed the Demon God Lord on the 55th level of the abyss, and did not take too much effort."

"What's the name of the Demon Lord on the 55th level?" Xiao Huang asked impatiently.

"Uh" Zhu Yan was stunned. Bai Ze didn't seem to tell me this.

How should I answer?

One second, two seconds, three seconds passed.

"I have something to do at home. I'll come to see you tomorrow. See you all." Zhu Yan stood up and said goodbye, turned around and left.

Only Xiao Huang and Da Zi were still confused about why Zhu Yan suddenly went back, but Pang Dahai and Gao Peng guessed something and looked at each other and smiled.

At night, the monsters who were chasing the demons were basically returning to the base camp to rest.

Only the remaining demons were left to survive in the wild.

There is also a moon in the battlefield of the vortex, which is a projection of the moon brought from the nine heavens.

The bright moonlight illuminates the black soil.

The valuable corpses on the main battlefield were basically moved away, leaving only some corpses with low levels and little value left on the battlefield.

The desolate battlefield seemed a little gloomy.

A shadow appeared in the corner of the battlefield.

Lurking under the shadow is a black-skinned little demon who is less than one meter tall and can be called a miniature dwarf among the demon clan.

The purpose of the black-skinned little demon is very clear. First, he carefully observed the surroundings and confirmed that there was no one lurking in the dark, and then turned into a shadow and swam towards the center of the battlefield.

Its movements are without traces, and lurking in the shadows is like a swimming fish.

Finally stopped, the black-skinned demon raised his head and had a white mark on its eyebrows.

The little demon knelt on one knee and used the dried blood on the surrounding corpses to draw a certain sacrifice formation.

Black and red mist floated above the formation, and the little demon twitched and fell to the ground and fainted.

After a while, the little devil opened his eyes and slowly floated up from the ground.

Raise your arms outwards and your legs float in the void.

A strange red light appeared in his eyes.

"Familiar Realm Whirlpool Battlefield." A hoarse voice spoke from the little devil. "Hohoho, let me give you a big gift~"

The body of the little demon disintegrated, like a candle melted by high temperature, including the eyes, wings, and torso, all turned into a pool of black solution.

One thousand meters underground.

A silkworm cocoon made of blood-colored silk thread lies on the ground, and countless dense blood-red silk threads extend from the surface of the silkworm cocoon, just like the rhizomes of a plant filling the entire earth.

It is absorbing the dead energy and blood from the entire battlefield.

The black solution sinks into the silkworm cocoon.

A quarter of an hour later, the cocoon became moving.

Contract inward, then slowly expand outward, like a beating heart

"We have cleaned up these corpses on the battlefield." A foreign army envoy, who seemed to be in his thirties, walked in front, followed by its beast, black and white ape. Looking at the empty battlefield, the alien army envoy smiled. It seemed that I had arrived very early today, and now I was still alone.

The black and white macaque moves very quickly.

It was easy to carry two corpses and put them on your shoulders.

The alien envoy identified the corpses in the pile of corpses, trying to select more valuable corpses.

After all, it takes quite time and energy to go back and forth, so naturally you have to maximize your interests.

"Roar!" He heard his beastmaster roar uneasy.

The imperial envoy's face turned solemn, he stopped selecting the corpse and was about to leave here immediately.

Turning around, a black shadow almost touched his nose.

"Ah." The emperor was startled and leaned back.

Only then did he see clearly the scarecrow in front of him with blood-stained appearance of the black shadow in front of him.

The scarecrow had more than a dozen eyeballs hanging on his two eyes. The green blood vessels on the eyeballs and the size of the eyeballs made him have a terrifying guess.

The scarecrow was wearing a combat uniform of an alien envoy on the upper body, and a blood-stained identity plate was hung on the chest of the combat uniform.

"You" the alien commander backed down one after another and fell to the ground with a thud.

But what made him relieved was that the scarecrow did not take the next move, but just stood quietly.

The alien commander stood up and ran back and ran back.

Bang.

Suddenly knocked down something.

When I turned around, I saw a scarecrow knocked to the ground.

The straw on the straw man's face separated, revealing the black hole inside, and said quietly: "You met me, so let's play a game~"

Gulu.

The alien commander pretended to retreat, and the black and white ape had already run behind him and stood at the feet of his beast. The alien commander's nervousness in his heart also relieved a lot.

"Bare it to death!" The alien commander gave a ruthless order.

Play a game? I'll play a bad game with you.

The scarecrow had no expression on his face, raised his right hand and gently hooked it up.

A rusty hook rushed out of the scarecrow's body and penetrated into the black and white macaque.

Then a black and white ape's lifelike soul was locked by an iron hook.

The alien race's neck stiffened, thinking that he had been hit by something.

The black and white long-tailed monkey fell to the ground with a clang.

The blood contract of the beast's death retaliation backfires, and the alien commander spits out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body seems to have been taken away, as if he hasn't slept for three days, and he is instantly depressed.

"Let's play a game?" The scarecrow's voice echoed in his ears.
Chapter completed!