Entering this vast secret space again, Yin Dong felt even more insignificant as a grain of dust.
This is a demonic world... that is about to die.
Yin Dong walked through the jagged rocks and arrived at the steps of the Obsidian Temple.
Squeak——
The door opened, and the heavy turning sound of the door shaft was particularly harsh in this dead space.
Yin Dong's figure flew up like a ghost, and a black-robed monk came out of the door and floated past, as fast as a ghost, passing by in a flash.
The black-robed monk did not notice Yin Dong, but felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart. A flash of confusion flashed across his cold eyes, and he murmured: "There seems to be something wrong?"
No one responded.
The deathly silence all around was so quiet that it made one's heart palpitate.
The demon cultivator looked at the rugged rock belt in front of him, and there was a thick black air billowing there. He raised his hand and used the Demon Crow to Devour the Sky, blasting towards the rugged rock belt.
In an instant, a three-legged golden crow condensed with black light appeared, spraying countless black flames, covering the rubble, and burning quietly.
Apart from that, there is nothing.
"No one?"
The demon cultivator was shocked and looked at the rocks covered in black flames with sharp eyes, but found nothing.
However, when he turned around and was about to leave, Yin Dong's figure appeared like a ghost, with five claw-like fingers, it hit him in one blow and caught him in the back of the head, and devouring power surged out from his fingertips.
The demon cultivator didn't even have time to scream in agony before he fell into a coma, and Yin Dong used the soul-searching technique.
This demonic cultivator was marked with a soul restraint. After the invasion of external spiritual power, the soul restraint in his brain destroyed itself and he died suddenly on the spot.
Yin Dong had no choice but to drag the demon cultivator into the whirlpool ruins, take off the black robe on his body and put on it, then throw the body to the blood-devouring tree, then quietly left, entered through the half-open door, and entered the black palace.
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Inside the door was the same as he remembered. It was a large hall. There were many demon cultivators sitting cross-legged on the obsidian-paved floor, but it was as quiet as if there was no one around.
Around these demonic cultivators, demonic energy surges, as turbulent as the tide.
With only a door separated them, they seemed unaware of the fierce battle taking place outside. They also turned a blind eye when Yin Dong, who was wearing black robe, walked in.
Yin Dong walked through the hall calmly, pretending that these demonic cultivators did not exist, and entered the inner hall with great swagger.
In the inner hall, the flames of the long lamp on the wall swayed, reflecting the huge table, and standing behind a slender black figure was Qiu Ying.
"You must not disturb the saint unless you are summoned!"
The guard outside the inner hall door saw Yin Dong walking up the stairs and immediately shouted to stop.
When Yin Dong heard the word "saint", his heart suddenly agitated... This saint should refer to Qiu Ying, right? It is impossible for the demon sect to strip away her demon inheritance power so quickly and cultivate a new saint!
Without saying a word, he directly hit the guard with a blood dragon claw and a dragon soul stab.
When a sharp pain suddenly hit the guard's mind, Yin Dong rushed over, the blood dragon claws grabbed his chest, and the violent devouring force emerged from his fingertips. The essence energy of his body's flesh and blood was devoured, and his entire body instantly
It shriveled up and was swept into the whirlpool by the branches of the blood-devouring tree.
In the inner hall, Qiu Ying turned around suddenly, her fair face suddenly turned cold, and there was a violent and terrifying murderous intention in her body. The black robe wrapped around her curvy body was swaying in the wind, and the devilish aura lingered around her.
She saw the man in black robe walking in and recognized Yin Dong. She was not surprised at all, but... there was no trace of warmth. Instead, there was a flickering dark red light, and a mark like a flame flashed between her eyebrows, exuding
An extremely dangerous smell.
Yin Dong's heart sank and he shouted: "Yingying, I'm coming."
call out!
A stunning sword light shot out.
Without saying a word, Qiu Ying was about to kill Yin Dong, but he saw a burst of black sword light, which came in an instant, but he still made no attempt to dodge. He looked like he was frightened or desperate.
, I want to give this life to her.
The sword light flashed and struck... another guard who came in behind Yin Dong. The sword light exploded and directly split the head of the guard who rushed in.
Yin Dong raised his eyebrows, with a smile in his black eyes, exuding deep love.
"Honey, I know you are reluctant to let me die."
Walking to the huge desk, Yin Dong said with a low smile.
"What are you here for?"
Qiu Ying asked coldly, and without waiting for Yin Dong's answer, she added: "You can't help me even if you come here. My enemy is too powerful, even a master like your master is far inferior. You have to bring your son here."
Are you going to die?"
Yin Dong asked: "Your enemies are not the remnants of the Demon Sect, right? Even the Holy Master of the Demon Sect was killed by you in a duel. Is there a strong person hidden in the Demon Sect?"
Qiu Ying was silent for a moment and said in a harsh voice: "I cannot kill the Holy Lord of the Demon Sect alone. If your old Taoist priest is a small river, then the Holy Lord I see this time is the boundless sea.
"
"This time?" Yin Dong asked in surprise.
"Yes, the Holy Lord of the Demon Sect I killed last time was just a puppet clone. When I returned to the Obsidian Temple again, I saw the new Holy Lord..."
Qiu Ying said, paused, and said uncertainly: "Maybe, it's still a puppet clone. He can restrain me, and his control over Xiao Hei is stronger."
Yin Dong took a sharp breath and asked in surprise: "Does he have stronger control over Xiao Hei now?"
Black Sword's sword spirit, Xiao Hei, was cultivated by him with various materials, and was also greatly improved in the shadow world. Even when he followed the Demon God, Xiao Hei was not so powerful in his heyday, and like this,
It’s unbelievable that he is still controlled by the Holy Lord of the Demon Sect!
Qiu Ying shook her head. Seeing Yin Dong's shocked look, she couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I also find it incredible, but this is the fact!"
"No, there must be something wrong." Yin Dong touched his chin and thought seriously.
"Charming kill!"
After a moment, Qiu Ying shouted softly, and a ghostly figure suddenly appeared on the side of the pillar where there was no one. Yin Dong was frightened, and a layer of white sweat broke out on his back.
This charm killer is Qiu Ying's shadow guard, who has a soul contract with her. He saw him last time when he came here, and he was also so elusive. Before he was summoned by Qiu Ying, Yin Dong was not aware of his existence at all.
"Look, your soul power is many times stronger than before. You know it, but you can't detect the existence of Charming Killer, right?"
Qiu Ying smiled, even with a sly smile.
Yin Dong touched his nose and said with a smile: "With you here, I can't see anything else."
"Stop talking nonsense! In this Obsidian Temple, if I don't summon him, no one else will be able to discover Charm Killer."
After Qiu Ying finished speaking, a look of joy appeared on her face again, "Fortunately, this time I came, I brought some energy blocks created by the power of shadow, which improved the charm a lot. Otherwise, the new Holy Lord would be able to take away
Chapter completed!