Chapter 1262 Demon Lord

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There are countless caves on Mankuo Mountain, some are very shallow, and some are very deep, and they are interconnected, causing the interior of Mankuo Mountain to criss-cross, forming a complex and vast underground space.

From the outside, Wanku Mountain is riddled with holes, hence the name "Wanku".

The surface of Wankuo Mountain and the surrounding castles are just the surface of the Demon Sect. The real core of the Demon Sect is inside Wankuo Mountain.

The natural geographical advantage has become the strongest barrier for the Demon Sect.

Since ancient times, the Demon Sect has been looked down upon by the Righteous Dao. It can be said that it is the target of public criticism, but it has caused headaches to the world.

In the history of Yuanling Continent, there have been many wars involving coalition forces encircling Wanku Mountain, but only in the seventy years did they attack Huanglong for the first time and uproot the Demon Sect.

Now that the Demon Sect has resurrected, it has once again occupied the Wanku Mountain, and has stirred up the poisonous veins under the Wanku Mountain, making the geographical environment of the Wanku Mountain even more complex and harsh.

It can be said without a doubt that the strength of the Demon Sect today may not be as strong as it was seventy years ago, but it is definitely much more difficult to pull out the Demon Sect now than it was seventy years ago.

In Wanku Mountain, caves are crisscrossed, and at the very bottom, there is an undercurrent.

It's just that this undercurrent is not river water, but caused by poisonous veins and liquefied poisonous gas. This place has now become an absolutely forbidden area for the Demon Sect. Looking at the entire Demon Sect, only two people are qualified to be here.

At this time, there was a man in black sitting cross-legged on the shore near the poisonous veins. He actually breathed poisonous gas to practice.

This man wears a ferocious evil ghost mask, and he is none other than the Demon Lord, the leader of the Demon Sect who made the world fearful seventy years ago.

Demon Lord, who was practicing quietly, suddenly frowned and stopped practicing. Soon, a man in black came quietly behind him. This man wore a golden mask with a desert pattern carved on it. He was the desolate demon of the Demon Sect who was now inferior to one person and more than ten thousand people.

"You are injured." Demon Lord asked suspiciously.

His voice is not old, it sounds very young.

Just by listening to his voice, no one would have thought that he was over 200 years old.

The demon was confused now.

Huang Mo is an old and powerful man who has been famous for a long time. Looking at the world, there are only a handful of people who can hurt him.

Even though he was only at the seventh level of the Imperial Realm, some people at the ninth level of the Imperial Realm might not be able to hurt him. Otherwise, he would not have survived the turmoil seventy years ago.

Such a master was actually injured in his own territory.

The person who broke into Wanku Mountain this time had to attract the attention of the Demon Lord.

"This subordinate is incompetent." Huang Mo lowered his head in shame.

"Who is it?" asked the Demon Lord.

The fact that the wild demon can still come to see him means that the person has either been captured or has left, so he remains unmoved.

"Ye Tian." Huang Mo replied.

"How could it be him?" Demon Lord finally couldn't sit still anymore, stood up, turned around and stared at Huang Mo.

The wild demon would not lie to him, but he was still surprised.

Huang Mo told the whole story.

"Amulet given by a saint? Do you know which saint it is?" The devil's eyes were deep.

"Look at that aura, it looks like Meng Yixian." Huang Mo replied uncertainly.

There are only a few saints in the Yuanling Empire, and Huang Mo can naturally identify who they are by their aura.

"Ye Tian, ​​this kid, is really not that simple. He has only been in Yuancheng for a few months, but Meng Yixian thinks so highly of him." Demon Lord sighed.

Huang Mo sighed and said: "Ye Tian's growth rate is simply weird. To be honest, if he were not an enemy, I would extend an olive branch to him."

The Demon Lord sighed: "Yes, after all, when I saw him in the Warcraft Mountains two years ago, he was still an ordinary person with no power to restrain a chicken."

Huang Mo reported: "Demon Lord, Ye Tian pretended to be captured because he wanted to discuss cooperation with you alone. What do you think of this matter?"

The Demon Lord did not answer, but asked: "What do you think?"

Huang Mo said: "That kid is very scheming. I wonder if he wants to take this opportunity to harm you."

Ye Tian has the amulet given by Meng Yixian on his body. If he gets close to the Demon Lord and activates it with all his strength, and with the help of the saint's power, he may really threaten the safety of the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord shook his head and said: "What good will it do to him to get rid of me? I believe that he really wants to talk about cooperation. As for the content of the cooperation, I can't guess at the moment."

"However, I am already very curious!"

"Bring him to the Devil's Palace, I will meet him personally."



Ye Tian waited in the Desolate Palace for almost an hour before the Desolate Demon left and returned.

"Ye Tian, ​​follow me." Huang Mo said coldly.

Ye Tian followed Huang Mo to the top of Wanku Mountain, where a huge and oppressive stone palace was built. It looked like a toad lying here. Standing in front of it, Ye Tian felt very small.

"Demon Palace!"

Ye Tian looked at the plaque above and murmured, and suddenly chuckled.

Ye Tianzi saw at a glance that this so-called Demonic Palace was just used by the Demonic Sect to cover up people's eyes and was definitely not the core of the Demonic Sect.

But Ye Tian didn't care, as long as he could see the Demon Lord.

Entering the Demonic Hall, there are some strange sculptures and portraits carved on the stone pillars and walls of the hall.

There are people with three heads and six arms, snakes with nine heads, monsters with human heads and tiger bodies...

Overall, it is a monster, worthy of being the territory of the Demon Sect.

When ordinary people come here, the sight alone can make them startled and timid. Coupled with the poisonous gas and blood-evil atmosphere permeating the air, this is definitely a place that ordinary people don't want to set foot in.

Ye Tian walked around and watched the flowers, unmoved.

Although Huang Mo said nothing, Ye Tian's performance really surprised him.

Ye Tian does not look like a young boy who has not experienced much in the world, but like an old monster who has seen countless things in the world.

You know, when the so-called righteous people broke through Wanku Mountain seventy years ago, they were shocked to see various scenes in the Demon Sect.

Ye Tian seemed to have broader and deeper knowledge than those people.

After entering the hall, Huang Mo sat in the first seat on the left and said calmly: "Wait for now, the Demon Lord will be here in a moment."

Ye Tian sat down opposite Huang Mo in a familiar manner and looked around the hall curiously.

Although Wankuo Mountain is the place where the poisonous barrier is most concentrated, there are tools to dispel the poisonous barrier in the Devil's Dao Palace, so there is only weak poisonous gas floating in the hall, and the line of sight is not affected.

But it was still very dark and uncomfortable.

The throne at the top looks like it is made of piled human heads, which is both terrifying and cruel.

Ye Tian suddenly asked: "What do you Demon Sect worship? Why is it such a mess!"

Huang Mo was furious: "Ye Tian, ​​what do you mean?"

Ye Tiandao: "It's not interesting. I just feel that everything in your hall is a little bit different. Although it does look deceptive, it's all superficial and has no core."