In the sword tower, the sage Russell spoke first.

He stood up, looked at Devin with praise, and smiled happily: "A year ago, when you dealt with the snake demon, I knew that one day you would achieve great success. Now, it turns out that it is true! I didn't even expect that your pace would be so fast."

Only twenty-five years old, he possesses the power of eighth level. In the history of the mainland, such people can count with one hand, and each of them has extraordinary achievements.

The most recent one is Sword Saint Heston.

At the age of twenty, Heston had already crossed the barriers of the holy realm. His bridge of power relied on his own understanding, not alchemy, so his understanding of the mystery of power was extremely profound, which brought him an unparalleled powerful force.

But when it comes to practicing martial arts, Heston has at least ten years more than Devin.

The Sword Saint started very early and obtained elemental fire at the age of seven and practiced martial arts. By the time he arrived in the Holy Realm, he had been practicing martial arts for thirteen years.

And the young man in front of him had only taken three years to reach the eighth level. It is hard to say what kind of achievements he will achieve in the future.

The Sword Saint also smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you really achieved level 8 in one month, which is really good."

He pointed to the old man in white robe on one side and said, "This is the leader of the glorious church, Pope Olacus. He has heard of you and has come here in person."

Dewen immediately stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Great the crown."

Oragus nodded and bowed back. He looked gentle and did not turn around and said his thoughts directly.

"I have been dealing with demons for a long time and have a very good understanding of demons. To be honest, I came here this time to cast demon magic and disguise you as a demon in the abyss. However, after seeing you, I hesitated."

The pope turned his head and looked at the sword saint and the wise man, and said, "You have also seen that the young man standing in front of us will definitely grow into an unprecedented and powerful man in the future. It would be a pity to disguise such priceless treasure as a demon and send it to the abyss of danger."

The Sword Saint smiled and said, "It's okay. Only with extraordinary hardships can there be an amazing strong man. Isn't that the glorious hand of the noble sect the same?"

"That's different, there's no comparison." The Pope still shook his head.

His family knows his family affairs, and the hand of glory is indeed very strong, but the reason why he can be promoted to the Holy Realm is mainly because of the Glorious Sword of Sage. His potential is exhausted, and compared with the young man in front of him, he is not at the same level at all.

Russell pondered, and he also persuaded him: "Dewen, it's indeed early for you to go to the abyss now. In another five years, it's just right."

With the growth rate of this young man, in another five years, even if he has not reached their level, it will be almost the same.

When you go to the abyss, even the demon lord cannot easily erase him.

Dewen was unmoved, with a calm expression, a clear and firm voice: "I'm going to save people, and there's not much time to wait."

Afu's soul mark may be broken through by the demon lord at any time, and perhaps it will be enough to spend a few months on them.

Devin can't wait.

The Pope still refused: "I will not send the genius of the main material plane to the demon camp. If you fall, how can we face it? I don't want to be a sinner on the mainland."

His worries were exactly the same as Ah Fu.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the Sword Saint spoke: "Olacus, stop talking nonsense, cast magic tricks. Only by practicing experienced sailors can one practice the vast sea, and only by the vast sky can there be a giant dragon flying in the sky. The main plane is too small, and you will always stay here and you will not be able to see any world."

"But if he falls..." Pope Olacus argued.

"If something really happens, I will solve it." The Sword Saint took the responsibility.

His words were finalized. When he said this, the Pope opened his mouth and could not express any objection.

"Okay, Heston, this is what you ask for. If something goes wrong in the future, you will be responsible for it." Olagus obviously had a bit of temper.

The Sword Saint nodded: "I know this."

The pope stood up and took out a black round bead, about half the size of a fist, exuding a chaotic and dark aura of level 5.

"This is the soul bead of the Abyss Dragon Blood War Demon. I will use it to pollute your soul and disguise you as the Dragon Blood War Demon."

Dragon blood fights demons, powerful demon species in the abyss.

It is not a demon native to the abyss, nor is it a pure-blooded demon. It is the result of a sudden whim of a demon lord in the demon invasion war ten thousand years ago.

He introduced the dragon's bloodline and created a demon species with alchemy methods.

Because the dragon bloodline is too domineering, although the dragon blood war demon is a mixed blood demon, its power is extremely strong, surpassing most pure blood demon races.

Ten thousand years passed by, and the Dragon Blood War Demon has grown and become the backbone of the Abyss Demon. There is even a demon lord who is the Dragon Blood War Demon.

In this case, the fact that the dragon blood fights the demon is mixed blood is no longer mentioned by the demon. This created race has been accepted by the abyss.

German is a dragon descendant, pretending to be a dragon blood fighter, and there is no flaw in it, which is better.

He said, "Then I'll give me a chance."

The pope nodded slightly, exhaled a long sigh, and with his hands spread, the demon's soul beads floated up, wrapped in a sacred force, floating in front of him.

Then he began to recite the glorious prayer, which was very long and lasted for more than half an hour, but still did not stop at all.

During this period, the sacred power has been entangled in the soul beads, like a skillful hand, pulling out the dark souls in it bit by bit, and not purifying it.

The silk threads seemed endless, slowly covering Devin.

As time passed, a layer of black gauze was wrapped around Dewen's body, and he seemed vaguely and could not be seen very clearly.

This process continued until the soul bead in front of the pope completely disappeared, and the pope's prayer suddenly became clear.

The pope opened his arms wide, looked up at the void in front of him, and prayed loudly, and his whole body emitted a holy light like a rich flowing water.

"Omnipotent Lord, I want to tell you the truth. There is always darkness that cannot be penetrated by light in the world, and precious things are left in the dirty abyss. The merciful Lord, please let the lost lamb in the world enter the place of darkness and find his lost pearl."

With this prayer, Devin felt the void around his body suddenly tremble, as if boundless light was blooming, but when he carefully sensed it, the light had long disappeared.

Dewen was in awe in his heart, and this broad power was definitely the Lord of Glory.

He felt his body again, and he felt that the dragon power in his body was still the same, but all the power of flames turned into the power of darkness.

His physique has changed, and the power that surged back into the Chaos Bridge has become the power of darkness.

He looked down at his hands, but found that his hands had turned into sharp claws, and his arms, bodies, and even face were covered with fine scales.

He was touching his forehead and found a sharp horn growing in the center of his forehead.

At the same time, Dewen could feel that various desires in his heart were magnified ten times, surging and boiling, as if he wanted to swallow his reason.

However, this is not very scary for Devin today. He can easily grasp his rationality.

This feeling made Devin know that he had become a pure demon.

The pope was preparing the light purification technique in his hand, looking at him with vigilance, and asked, "Philrod, are you still you?"

Devin shook his head, suppressed the desire in his mind, and said, "It's still me, it's just that it's very noisy in his mind."

The Pope let go of his guard a little, and nodded, "This is the manifestation of the soul mark after being invaded by alien forces, which is normal. Remember, you must not stay in the abyss for more than one year. After a year, you must come back, otherwise your soul mark will be completely polluted and become a real demon."

Dewen Zheng’s key point.

Russell walked forward and said to Devin: "Now, I will open the space passage to hell. When I reach hell, all you have to do is to find the door of the abyss built by the demon as soon as possible and enter the abyss."

If you enter the abyss directly, it will inevitably cause the devil lord to be aware, but if you turn from hell, it will be basically no problem.

Dewen made complete preparations for this crossing plane. Afu had told him in detail about the situation of several surrounding planes.

So he was not unfamiliar with it, and responded to it: "I know."

Russell instructed again: "We are about to establish an outpost in Hell. When you get your things back from the abyss, you will immediately go to the outpost to seek asylum, and someone will send you back to the main plane."

This is his way of retreat, Devin carefully recorded it.

As he said that, Russell took out his staff and began casting spells in this small hall.

Taking advantage of this time, Devin took out the Flaming Red Lotus Sword, held it in both hands, and handed it to the sword saint beside him: "Mr. Crown, please ask you and I to save this sword."

This sword can be brought into the abyss, but it cannot be used. It will reveal its identity as soon as it is used. Moreover, he now has no flame power and cannot exert the great power of this sword.

The Dragon Soul Sword is fine. That sword can change its shape. As long as it does not use the unique Dragon Soul Sword skills, it will not be recognized.

The Sword Saint took the powerful epic sword and said, "Philrod, if you don't come back, I will pass this sword to your son."

Devin shook his head: "No, whoever is suitable for this sword will pass it to whom."

If his son is not talented and has poor strength, passing it to him will harm him, so let it go.

At this time, Russell had opened the plane passage, and a hole with a diameter of two meters appeared in the air, dark and faintly exuding an endless aura of depravity.

"Hell is wrapped in the outer circle of the main plane. Remember, when you enter the passage, don't look back, don't hesitate, go all the way forward, and you will reach the hell plane." Russell instructed.

Devin nodded, quickly took a few steps forward, and jumped into the plane passage.

It was extremely difficult to open the plane passage. As soon as Devin entered, Russell immediately closed the passage. Everything in this small hall was restored to its original state.

"Will he succeed?" Russell looked at the Sword Saint.

"I can't guarantee it. However, twenty-two days ago, I didn't believe that he could achieve the eighth level, but he came, and it was eight days earlier." said the Sword Saint.

He turned to look at the Pope and Russell and said, "It's time for us to start the establishment of the Hell Outpost. We're attracting Philrod, who has attracted part of the demon's attention. Now is a great time."

The Sword Saint is right. Russell and Pope Augustus no longer stayed, both returned to their towers and began to make final preparations. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianyi, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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