The figures of the demons had already rushed forward, and the thundering drums sounded in their ears.
At this moment, Xu Zimo's prison-suppressing demonic body was activated, and boundless demonic energy rose into the sky from his body.
His eyes became pitch black, a strong demonic aura surged out of his eyes, and purple-black lines spread from his forehead to his neck.
Xu Zimo raised his head and looked at the gods directly in front of him with indifferent eyes.
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Jiuyou swore that he would remember the scene of that day throughout his life.
It was a sunny afternoon in July.
Hundreds of demons knelt on the ground, looking piously ahead.
The man was dressed in black robes, and his back became more majestic and lonely.
The loud drumming in her ears gradually faded away, as if becoming more and more distant, and the only thing in her sight was that man.
Demonic energy raged around, and endless demonic power spread down. At this moment, there was silence between heaven and earth.
Even the sound of the drums seemed to have disappeared.
"My subjects," Xu Zimo slowly stretched out his hand and looked at the demons behind him.
He said softly: "Since it is an obsession, let it go.
I swear, one day I will truly rule this world.
Everything the sun and moon shine upon is demonic land, and wherever rivers come, they all surrender to me. "
The hundreds of demons behind them all prostrated on the ground, their eyes gradually became clear, and those obsessions disappeared little by little from the horizon.
Seeing the demons dissipate, the obsession of the gods on the opposite side also began to dissipate.
The demonic energy in Xu Zimo gradually dissipated.
The wind blew, and everything seemed like nothing had happened.
Jiuyou shook his head and quickly came to his senses. At this time, the surroundings were completely silent.
"Get up," Xu Zimo slowly walked up to him and said.
"You just..." Jiuyou hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to ask.
"You didn't see anything," Xu Zimo replied and walked straight forward.
In the distance, Feng Changnian and the three of them had not gone far. Suddenly they saw that their obsession had dissipated, and the three of them quickly turned back.
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"Miss Jiuyou, Brother Lin, are you okay?" Feng Changnian shouted from a distance.
"It's okay," Xu Zimo shook his head.
"Why didn't you run away just now?" After Feng Changnian came closer, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked doubtfully: "And those obsessions dissipated so quickly?"
"It's dawn," Xu Zimo said lightly, looking at the white fish belly that had sprouted above his head.
"Ah, really," Feng Changnian looked up and said, "No wonder you are lucky too.
Obsession only appears at night, and the battlefield of gods and demons is relatively safe during the day. "
Jiuyou beside him couldn't speak, his mind was filled with the scene just now.
She looked at Xu Zimo, lowering her head and not knowing what she was thinking.
"Aren't we going to the Demon Clan Cemetery," Xu Zimo said.
"You didn't come out just now. We all planned to go back to Fenglei Pavilion," Feng Changyin scratched his head and said with a smile, "Then let's go together."
The five of them walked together to the cemetery. Jiuyou was worried all the way, while Feng Yuer was a little timid and didn't speak much.
Only Feng is considered a natural person all year round and can talk about any topic.
He told Xu Zimo about the battlefield between gods and demons in detail, and it seemed that he had made a lot of preparations before.
After walking for a long time, everyone finally arrived at their destination at noon.
The so-called demon cemetery.
A group of disciples wearing yellow robes were blocking the front. The cemetery was not too big, and they were blocking all four directions.
There were some casual cultivators around who were pointing fingers, but no one dared to break in.
"This battlefield of gods and demons is public, how dare they block us all from entering," the casual cultivator nearby yelled unwillingly.
"These people from Kowloon Villa have gone too far."
"They only allow some strong or powerful people to enter. Even if we resist, we are not opponents, so naturally we won't care."
Xu Zimo looked at it, looked at Feng Changnian and asked: "Your Fenglei Pavilion is also famous, can't you even go in?"
"No, our master is only at the peak of Rongtian, and we haven't caught their eyes yet," Feng Changnian sighed.
"Either the powerful Rongtian people come in person, or the forces they belong to must reach the holy level, otherwise they won't be afraid."
"How about we break in by force," Feng Changyin suggested from the side.
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Xu Zimo said nothing and walked straight into the mausoleum.
"Stop," several yellow-robed disciples nearby quickly stopped him.
These disciples wore yellow robes embroidered with a pattern of nine giant dragons circling.
Holding an ax in his hand, he blocked the front and asked loudly: "Which sect are you from?"
"Eternal Divine Sect," Xu Zimo took out the token that Gong Chuhe had given him before.
This is a symbol of a high-level token within the Eternal Divine Sect, which is difficult for ordinary disciples to obtain.
The leader next to him saw the token and quickly stood up to make way for an entrance.
"Come in," the leader smiled.
Even though their Jiulong Villa is famous, it can only be regarded as one of the stronger forces at the Holy Sect level, and there is still a slight gap between it and the real Shen Sect.
Xu Zimo walked in with everyone.
When he reached the front of the mausoleum, Xu Zimo just raised his head and looked at it.
The upper floor of this mausoleum is not too large, and the surrounding walls are made of magic stone.
Walking in from the gate, there are many magic pine trees planted inside. These pine trees are all pitch black and exude fragrance.
And in the middle of the pine tree, an underground portal was opened.
The door leads directly to the ground, the darkness is bottomless, and I don't know where it leads.
"It is said that someone accidentally opened the tomb. Later, after entering, it was corroded by the demonic energy. It was only made public as a last resort," Feng Changnian said.
"Shall we go in?" Jiuyou asked.
Xu Zimo nodded and walked into the portal first.
There is a void underneath this portal, somewhat similar to a space teleportation formation.
When Xu Zimo entered, he found that his feet were unstable and he fell completely, like an abyss with no end in sight.
And being in this darkness, it is impossible to step into the air, the space is completely chaotic.
If you resist here and disturb the trajectory of the space, you probably won't be teleported to anywhere.
Xu Zimo let his body fall downwards. After an unknown amount of time, the darkness in front of his eyes finally receded, and his feet were firmly on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Jiuyou and others also fell down together.
Xu Zimo looked up and saw that the surroundings were a bit desolate, with almost nothing.
Only right in front is a huge mountain of bones.
This mountain of bones is made of bones. It is hard to imagine how many corpses were used in it.
Moreover, every white bone has a vague divine power on it. It is obvious that these are all the corpses of the gods.
"This is it," Feng Changnian said from the side: "We were chased out just after we came in, and our lives were almost lost."
