Chapter 346: Ancient Demon Tribe

Style: Fantasy Author: little white money manWords: 2276Update Time: 24/01/18 17:14:06
At this time, in the crowd, a demon elephant monk stepped out with a solemn expression and said: "Master, please stop. Ahead is the altar of the ancient demon realm, which is full of powerful mysterious power. We can no longer move forward."

"The altar of the ancient demon realm?" Zhang Liucheng frowned and carefully observed the altar in front of him, "What's so special about this altar?"

The demon elephant monk nodded lightly and said: "This altar is the only passage to the ancient demon realm. According to legend, only people with powerful power can activate its mysterious power. You have unparalleled power, but Prudence is always a principle that must be kept in mind.”

Zhang Liucheng pondered for a moment, and then slowly raised his head. His eyes looked towards the direction of the altar, with determination shining in his eyes. He gritted his teeth tightly, with a bitter smile on his lips, and said, "So, as long as I activate the altar array, we can be transported to the ancient demonic realm?"

The demon elephant monk showed a bitter look on his face, chuckled, and said: "Theoretically, your understanding makes sense. However, in actual operation, activating the magic circle requires a large amount of magic energy. If there is a slight mistake, we may fall into an unpredictable situation. In danger. In addition, even if we successfully activate the magic circle, there is no guarantee that everything in the ancient demonic realm will be as described in the legend. That realm is full of unknown dangers, and it may also contain endless opportunities."

Zhang Liucheng nodded silently, with the light of exploration and adventure shining in his eyes, and then turned to the Demon Elephant Monks and said: "So, let us start this adventure cautiously. No matter what, we all have reasons to go forward. "

Suddenly, three streams of deep black smoke rose from the altar, like ghosts in the middle of the night, tightly wrapping everything around them with a mysterious and dull atmosphere.

As the smoke slowly rose, three blurry figures suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, as if they were coming out of the abyss of nothingness, making everyone present feel a sense of awe.

The first figure stands majestically in the world. Its majestic figure is like a god and demon, standing hundreds of feet high. It exudes an invisible powerful momentum from the inside out, which is awe-inspiring. There are five dragon heads growing on his body, and each dragon head is curved with a sharp and hard dragon horn, like a sharp sword coming out of its box, unparalleled.

His body was covered with a thick layer of black scales, like steel growing on the ground, indestructible. This scale is like an indestructible shield, and no attack can break through his defense. A long tail, like a steel whip, when it is waved, it seems to shake the earth and change the color of the world.

The black spear in his hand emits deep black light, as mysterious as the night sky. Sometimes as calm as a stream, sometimes as turbulent as ocean waves, its divine light flickers, seeming to swallow the soul easily.

This figure is none other than the extremely powerful five-headed dragon demon among the demon clan. The power emanating from him is like a raging torrent, sweeping through everything around him, making it impossible for people to look directly at him.

Beside the five dragon demons, stood a hundred-foot-tall demon, his body releasing irresistible solemnity. He was covered in a thick layer of black hair, like a solid steel armor, which was visually shocking.

On the body of this demon, there are five tiger heads dotted all over the place. Each one is inlaid with a tiger eye that is as bright as a star and flashes with cold light. The gaze is extremely sharp, like a sword at dawn, piercing all the darkness. The tiger's teeth are as sharp as blades, as if they can easily tear through the void, making people feel awe when they look at it.

His body has a muscular tail, like a whip that is the source of power, strong and powerful. Its end resembles a tiger's claw, sharp and destructive, and appears to be able to easily tear any hard material into small pieces.

This demon is the indestructible five-headed tiger demon. Its existence is as stable as a mountain. No one can easily defeat him. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, scanning everything around him, as if he could see through all illusions, making it impossible to escape.

The last figure stands proudly, a hundred feet high. It is unique. It has five lion heads, strength and majesty, dark hair, and a powerful tail. It is tens of meters long. It is swung like an iron chain. It is extremely powerful. Among the demons, it is known as Five lion demons.

In this tense scene, a demonic monk solemnly pointed at three ancient demons. They exude a strong demonic aura, embodying the mysterious symbols of the dragon, tiger and lion. The cultivation of these three demons is unfathomable. They have reached the fifth level of the gods and demons realm, showing magnificent power.

The demon elephant monk had a serious expression and firm eyes, and explained to Zhang Liucheng in detail: "These three ancient demon clans have high status and powerful power, and their cultivation levels are all in the fifth level of the gods and demons realm."

After listening to the words of the Demon Elephant Monk, Zhang Liucheng's eyes flashed with a faint smile, showing his calmness and firm determination, like a boulder that is not shocked by a mountain collapse, as stable as a rock and unwavering.

Then, Zhang Liucheng's figure disappeared from sight like a shadow in the wind, leaving only a long afterimage, which made people think it was his phantom.

The next moment, he had appeared in the middle of five dragon demons, five tiger demons, and five lion demons. The broken treasure kitchen knife in his hand exuded a strong momentum, like the sky capping the sky, which made people feel irresistible.

The light of the sword flashed, and the momentum was like a rainbow. The powerful force made the surrounding space become hot, as if it could tear everything apart, making people feel an almost suffocating tense atmosphere.

Although these three ancient demons are all powerful beings in the fifth heaven of the gods and demons, in front of Zhang Liucheng, their power is as insignificant as dust and they are unable to exert any power.

In less than ten breaths, the fierce battle quickly came to an end.

Three ancient demons and fifteen demon heads fell heavily to the ground one after another. Their vitality was once as strong as fire, but now they have all been extinguished, and the scene was filled with coldness and desolation.

He gently put away the "Pobao Kitchen Knife" in his hand. The knife seemed to carry a deep mission and became steady and restrained.

Then, he took out a demon heart and put the corpses of three ancient demons into it. This was his battle victory and a symbol of his glory. At this moment, it seemed to become quiet and profound.

Zhang Liucheng walked up to the altar with eagerness, his eyes fixed on several mysterious black boxes.

He slowly opened a box and found that it was filled with all kinds of crystals. These attribute crystals were relics of the ancient demon clan, but now they all belong to him.

He asked the elephant monk beside him, "Do you know what treasure this box is?"

The demon elephant monk replied respectfully, "Return to the master, this is the magic storage box of the ancient demon clan. The space of one magic storage box is equivalent to the storage space of a thousand demon hearts."

After hearing this, Zhang Liucheng nodded slightly, and then cleverly used the space for storing the ring to easily put the box into it.

He gently opened another box and found treasure armor and robes placed inside. He stared at these treasures with curiosity and expectation shining in his eyes. He gently held up the armor and felt the mysterious runes and powerful demonic energy on it.

He continued to ask the elephant monk: "Do you know the origin of this box of treasures, or what kind of treasure it may be?"

The demon elephant monk's eyes flickered, staring at the items in the box, and whispered: "Master, what this box contains is the dragon magic robe, the holy war magic armor, the demon robe, the devil king's robe, and the tiger demon armor, all of which are ancient demons." The clan's holy treasure of defense. These holy treasures are infinitely powerful. Wearing them, a demon cultivator in the demonic realm can resist or even defeat a high-level demon cultivator in the first level of the god-demonic realm. Master, can you give me such a sacred treasure of defense? Woolen cloth?"