After the demon king failed to beg for death

The sudden tremor at the bottom of the Nether Abyss made the patriarch of the Sky Spider Clan, who was searching for the seal, tremble in his heart.

Xiao Yunyi's words made him feel like a huge thunder exploded beside his ears.

"The seal... can't hold it anymore? Then should we go up first?"

After all, once the seal is broken, the two of them must be the first to be hit. If they don't escape at this time, are they waiting to die?

Xiao Yunyi's eyebrows darkened: "You must not forget our purpose of coming down, once the seal is broken, no one can escape."

The patriarch of the Sky Spider Clan felt terrified, the thing on the other side of the Demon Realm was a monster that even Fu Ling said was powerful, how could it not be scary.

He couldn't help but regret why he was talking too much just now.

Xiao Yunyi didn't intend to back down, and continued to move forward with his sword.

The surrounding rocks are loose, and things are constantly falling from the top of the cliff.

Stones mixed with ice and snow fell down one after another, as if to indicate that this disaster was inevitable.

The more you go down, the thicker the magic energy is, and you can see it with the naked eye. The bottom of the valley is pitch black, and you can't see anything clearly.

The enchantment that the two of them used to protect their bodies to resist the demonic energy has been eroded by the demonic energy, and it is becoming more and more difficult to maintain.

Xiao Yunyi raised his hand and threw a bead. As soon as the bead appeared, it broke through the devilish energy in front of him, illuminating the road ahead.

The patriarch of the Sky Spider Clan followed closely behind him. When he saw the bead, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Isn't this the magic bead refined by Fu Ling back then? How could it be with you?"

This magic bead is refined from the bones of ancient divine beasts. Although it is only the size of a palm, it is extremely useful in resisting demons.

After Fu Ling's death, there were still many people who had searched for this imperial magic bead, but they didn't expect it to fall into Xiao Yunyi's hands.

Xiao Yunyi didn't answer him, the Yumozhu cleared the way in front of him, the demonic energy seemed to be very afraid of this bead, and they didn't dare to get close to it within three feet.

Fu Ling said that the seal of the Demon Realm is in a cave deep in the Deep Valley. This cave was left by the great power who sealed the Dark Deep Valley back then. That is the source of the seal and the entrance to the Demon Realm.

If there is time, and before the seal is shattered, he can be reinforced, and it may be delayed for some time.

However, Nether Abyss Valley is really too big, surrounded by demonic energy, even though there are magic beads to open the way, it is still difficult to find.

The patriarch of the Sky Spider Clan broke out in a cold sweat.

And this time, the people waiting at the top of the valley began to get anxious.

"Where did the shock come from?"

"Both of them have been down for such a long time, why there is no movement at all."

"Everyone, the ground under your feet is about to collapse, hurry up and use your sword."

Everyone frantically held their swords and rose into the sky, the ground under their feet collapsed.

Not only the ground under his feet, but the entire Nether Valley began to shake.

The surrounding land all began to crack, as if something was about to burst out from the ground.

"Sect Master Xiao and the Celestial Patriarch are still at the bottom of the valley!"

"Hurry up and send a message to the people at the bottom of the mountain, and ask the ancestor Mingyuan to come over. Seeing this, the seal of Mingyuan Valley may not be able to be kept."

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and some disciples with low cultivation bases were stunned by the scene in front of them, and they didn't know what to do.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a black figure suddenly broke in.

"Tian Saran, what are you doing here?"

Tian Saran's eyes were red, his expression was very strange, and there was a rather ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hahahaha, you people must die today, you will all die, this world belongs to me, and I am the ruler."

"Why do I look at him as if he has lost his mind, and he feels a little delirious."

"What happened to Tianhuo Pavilion? Why did he come out alone?"

"Tian Saran, we didn't go to you to settle the score, but you sent it to your door yourself. Does this matter in the valley of the underworld have anything to do with you?"

"I just happened to be here today, so I made my words clear, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Tian Saran: "Are you settling? The Skyfire Pavilion was taken over by you. What kind of account is it, the Valley of the Underworld? Those demonic energy? Or those infected by the demonic energy? Hahahahahaha, come on then!"

His smile was even more wrong, with a feeling of madness.

"That's right, I've known about the things at the bottom of the Abyss Valley for a long time. I've been giving them away all these years, that's why the seal was destroyed so quickly. Otherwise, where would there be magic energy for me to use?"

"Hahahaha, you idiots, once the seal of the Demon Realm is broken, everyone will die together. I can't live, and neither can you. The Skyfire Pavilion is gone. Why don't you all die together!"

Speaking of which, Tian Saran actually summoned his natal sword, and directly attacked these righteous people.

"Tian Saran has fallen into the devil's way, everyone be careful, take him down first."

As he spoke, Sect Master Zhao of Xingyue Sect went up to meet him first.

"So many disciples of my Xingyue Sect lost their lives at the hands of your Tianhuo Pavilion, let's end this enmity together today!"

The appearance of Tian Salan successfully aroused everyone's hatred, and all the fellow Taoists present raised their swords to meet him.

However, after the fight, it was discovered that Tian Saran had been hiding his own strength, and his cultivation was much higher than what everyone knew.

What's more, the spiritual power he used contained demon energy.

"Be careful, everyone, this monster is really powerful."

As soon as the words fell, Zongzhu Zhao was thrown out by Tian Salan's palm.

Over the years, Tian Saran's strength has improved extremely fast all the way, but no one knows that he actually uses the devilish energy at the bottom of the abyss valley to practice.

The magic energy was absorbed by him, helping him to cultivate, allowing him to greatly increase his strength in a very short period of time

That's why he trusted the man in black so much.

The benefits brought to him by the magic energy are too many, and the temptation is too great. This feeling of controlling power makes people sink, and it is difficult to give up.

He had to agree to the requests made by the man in black again and again in exchange for what he wanted, so that he became more and more crooked later, completely forgetting his original intention of creating Tianhuo Pavilion.

He was also high-spirited and wanted to achieve a career.

It's a pity that if you make a wrong step, you will make a wrong step.

The gap between the cultivation bases is difficult to predict. Tian Salan's strength at this time has reached the great perfection of the distraction stage, and the next step is the cultivation base of the fusion stage.

How can this kind of cultivation speed not make people excited.

None of the people present was his opponent, and they were knocked down one after another.

However, it's not the worst.

As the ground continued to tremble, countless demonic energy surged up from the bottom of the valley.

These demonic energy is very strong, visible to the naked eye.

A little disciple who fell on the side of the valley was not aware of it for a while, and was invaded by the devilish energy. In just a moment, he turned into an unconscious devil corpse.

These devil qi are highly poisonous to these orthodox sect members, but to Tian Salan who has been cultivating with devil qi, it is endless nourishment.

These nutrients can provide him with a steady stream of strength, allowing him to fight tirelessly.

Tian Saran hung in the sky with a ferocious face, and his whole body was wrapped in black air, so he couldn't see his original appearance.

"Hahahahahaha, who else can stop me now, who?"

Everyone was wounded, no one dared to step forward, and secretly hoped that the news would spread down the mountain as soon as possible, so that the rescuers would come to help.

The sword in Tian Salan's hand was also smoldering. He stood holding the sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at these sect members: "Aren't you going to settle accounts with me? Who will start first, you? Or you?"

Whoever he pointed his sword at, that person involuntarily took a step back. The coercion of the master in the distraction stage was too terrifying, and he had no ability to fight back.

"Why, I'm scared. Didn't you just say you're welcome? Is that enough?"

At this time, Tian Saran really looked like a demon returning from hell, making people daunting.

Everyone has already begun to despair in their hearts. Is today really their day of death?

Is it true that this demon will act recklessly and destroy the world?

Is this the death of the cultivation world?

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice sounded slowly.

"I'll settle accounts with you."

Xishan is covered with ice and snow all the year round, white snow is flying, and snowflakes are floating in the sky at some point.

The snow drifted down little by little at first, and then quickly turned into heavy snow. It fell with a puff, and the whole world began to become hazy.

In this wind and snow, a white figure came with a sword.

This figure was thin and thin, wrapped under a white robe, almost invisible in the vast snow.

However, this voice is like the sound of heaven to everyone.

The rescuer came.

"It's Master Ling Chen."

"Is the Nether Patriarch also here?"

"Great."

Everyone couldn't hide the joy in their hearts, and called out one after another: "Master Ling Chen, be careful of this monster."

Fu Ling chased Tian Salan all the way to the Valley of the Underworld. Seeing the Valley of the Underworld shaking and collapsing, a bad premonition surged in his heart.

However, if Tian Saran is not resolved, he will not be able to go down to the bottom of this valley.

Fu Ling stood in front of the crowd, with his hands behind his back, looked at Tian Salan who was already possessed, and said in a low voice: "One wrong step, one wrong step, Tian Salan, it's still too late to turn around now."

Tian Saran couldn't help but sneered: "It's too late? What's too late, the Skyfire Pavilion has been destroyed by you and You Ming, and the disciples of the sect have scattered like birds and beasts, and I have no one to rely on. Why should I look back? Since I made a mistake, it's better to make a mistake to the end. "

After finishing speaking, he changed the subject: "But I'm curious about your identity, and you still use the face-changing technique. Is it because you are shameful?"

Tian Saran's words made everyone unable to bear to turn their eyes to Fu Ling.

Their cultivation was insufficient, and they couldn't see the face-changing technique on Fu Ling's body, but they were horrified at the moment, who is this person?

Fu Ling didn't fluctuate because of these words, the ground under his feet was still trembling, and those things in the demon realm on the other side of the seal were hitting the seal.

If it wasn't for the fact that the seal was about to be broken, how could there be such a big shock.

If you can't hurry up, it will be too late.

However, if you want to go down to the Valley of the Underworld, you must first get rid of Tian Saran.

He no longer had the patience to stay with him any longer, thinking that Fu Ling didn't even say hello here, so he rushed towards Tian Salan.

Tian Salan is a master in the distraction stage, and Fu Ling has just come out of his body, so with his own strength, he is not his opponent.

But in terms of actual combat experience, even ten days of Saran are not worth one Fu Ling.

What's more, although Tian Saran's cultivation has improved extremely quickly, his state of mind can't keep up, and his strength is not stable at all.

It is under the support of countless demonic energy that he is so confident.

The most important point is that although Fu Ling's cultivation base is not comparable, his spirit is extremely powerful. Even if the strength is not enough, as long as he is not prepared, it may not be impossible to win.

Tian Salan looked at Fu Ling who came from Yujian, and said with a sneer, "Overestimate your own strength."

With a flick of his wrist, he waved the sword infested with magic energy to meet him.

Fighting against masters, especially at this level, is a rare scene for ordinary people to see.

Fu Ling's figure is fast, and his moves are unique. When Tian Salan catches up with him, he can always dodge by surprise and then counterattack.

Moreover, for some reason, even though his cultivation level was higher than his, Tian Saran felt a kind of fear welling up from the bottom of his heart when he faced him.

He actually felt that he was no match for this person.

But...how is this possible?

The continuous stream of demon energy is Tian Saran's confidence, he does not hesitate to make a move, and his moves are fatal.

Fu Ling raised his hand, and his spiritual power surged. At that moment, countless vines rose from the ground and went straight to the sky.

He hadn't used this trick in front of people for a long time, just to cover up his identity as Luo Xuan.

Because he didn't want the cover-up identity of Li Chen's Nether Patriarch to be known.

But right now, he couldn't help thinking too much.

As soon as these vines appeared, they blocked Tian Saran's way.

Countless vines fluttered around him.

These vines are extremely thick, but they are not easy to cut off. It is like a group of people entangled Tian Saran, making him unable to do so.

But this can only be entangled for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fu Ling fell into the crowd and said loudly: "Sect Master Zhao, the Xingyue Sect is best at forming formations. Think of a way to block these demonic energy and block the connection between Tian Salan and them."

Zhao Qicheng responded loudly: "Okay!"

After Fu Ling finished speaking, he left again, because the vines couldn't stand it anymore.

Tian Saran was more difficult to deal with than he imagined.

The current situation is quite severe, and if the seal cannot be strengthened in time, they can only wait for their demise together.

Thinking of this, Fu Ling's eyes darkened, and the hostility between his brows was full.

As soon as he raised his hand, the Chu Qi sword fell into his hand with a buzzing sound.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Isn't this... the Chu Qi sword of Demon Lord Fu Ling?"

"How is this possible? Chu Qijian disappeared when Fu Ling died."

"But this sword is the sword of life, only its master can control it, ordinary people can't use it at all."

When this word came out, everyone was shocked.

Could it be that... is this Master Ling Chen actually the Demon Venerable Fu Ling who has been dead for many years?