The space fluctuated slightly, and a space black hole was cut open.
Zheng Nan and Wuyou stepped out of the space black hole. Here, it was outside the gate of Molao Mountain, the world's number one Demon Sect.
At this moment, Mola Mountain was bustling with people, crowded with people, and endlessly entering and leaving the gate of Mola Mountain.
"Hey, why is this Mola Mountain so lively? So many cultivators come in and out?" Seeing such a busy and noisy scene outside Mola Mountain, Zheng Nan and Wuyou couldn't help but wonder.
In theory, ordinary people should not approach the demonic sect like Molaoshan. Even if they pass by, they will try to stay away and take a detour. How come there are so many people now?
Zheng Nan stopped a young man, who was flying towards the gate of Molao Mountain: "Fellow Daoist, what are you doing when you come and go in and out?"
"Ah? You don't even know this?" The "Daoist fellow" immediately looked at Zheng Nan like a country bumpkin, and said proudly: "Hmph, this is Molaoshan summoning the children of the demons in the world to find the demons from it.
Holy Son! Any practitioner of the Demonic Way can come to participate. Once it is determined to be the Demonic Saint Son, it will be highly cultivated by the two Demon Ancestors and may be given the inheritance of the divine position!"
"Oh? It seems that the importance of this Demon Saint Son to Molao Mountain is really extraordinary." Zheng Nan and Wuyou looked at each other and said.
The passing "Daoist" shook his hand in a hurry: "I won't talk to you two anymore, I'm going to go in and try my luck!"
As he said that, the man flew away.
"Brother Wuyou, let's go in and join in the fun, maybe the so-called "Demon Saint Son" is between you and me." Zheng Nan said with a smile.
Wuyou nodded and smiled: "Okay! If I were the Demon Saint Son, I might as well give up the identity of this Demon Saint Son to Zi Jiao, so as not to the bullshit Demon Second Ancestor, always thinking about taking away Zi Jiao's inheritance."
"Haha, Brother Wuyou is indeed the one who loves his wife. No wonder..."
"No wonder?"
"No wonder you came this time and didn't bring your eight beautiful entourages for the first time. I guess you knew you were going to see Zijiao?"
"Uh... I was in a hurry and didn't have time to bring it. What's more, with my charm, it's time to attract eight beauties in Mola Mountain, so why bother me to cause such trouble?"
While joking, the two entered Molao Mountain.
Wuyou is the inheritor of the god of Yin and Yang, and Zheng Nan is the inheritor of the Heaven-Devouring Art. Both of them have perfect magic skills, so they can naturally enter the Mola Mountain and participate in the selection of the Demon Saint Son.
The two of them flew all the way, and the more people walked, the more people went in. Later, they were crowded with people, and there were no more people who could burrow.
Wuyou looked up and frowned: "There are no ten thousand or eight thousand people in front of him. They are all waiting to participate in the selection of the Demon Saint Son. If we really do this, it will probably not be our turn within three days.
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Zheng Nan smiled slightly, "Isn't this simple?"
As he said that, he grabbed Wuyou's shoulder, his figure flashed, and disappeared from the spot. After a while, the two of them had already arrived at the innermost layer of the crowd, and there was still a few left to line up.
"Damn, the teleportation in the virtual realm is amazing..." Wuyou gave Zheng Nan a blank look.
Now Wuyou's cultivation has reached the peak of the Yuan Realm for many days, and both the body and the Yuanli have completed the transformation of emptiness, while the Yuanying Bead is in the transformation stage, and is just a line away from the virtual realm. It is just this line
The separation makes Wuyou unable to use space power, so he will naturally not teleport such a wonderful ability.
Soon, the people in front of Zheng Nan and Wuyou were tested, and they were obviously not the Demon Saint Son.
First, it was the worries-free test.
The person who tested the identity of the Demon Saint Son was a few Yuan Realm masters from Molaoshan. Wuyou came to one of them and said politely: "Senior, please help me test it."
"Yes." The Molaoshan Yuanjing nodded lazily, without raising his eyes to Wuyou, and said directly: "Put your hand on this."
Wuyou and Zheng Nan looked at it. It was a strange ink-colored round stone, which was as big as a basketball and was translucent. Inside the round stone, there were wisps of black smoke-like objects floating back and forth, like demonic energy.
Something like that.
Wuyou put his hand on it, and suddenly, he felt an inexplicable force of sucking into his palm, sucking a trace of his energy in!
"Well? What a magical stone." Wuyou sighed in his heart, then took off his palm.
As Wuyou's Yuanli entered the round stone, the round stone suddenly lit up and emitted a ray of black light! And inside the round stone, the ink air flow rolled up instantly, as if it was violently stimulated!
"Huh?" The Molaoshan Yuan Realm, who was responsible for the detection, suddenly raised her head and looked surprised. He looked at Wuyou for a while, and the surprise on his face increased because he realized that he was the first.
The strength of the middle stage of the realm cannot see through the depth of the young man in front of him!
Noting the other party's expression and Yuanshi's reaction, Wuyou also felt aroused in her heart and couldn't help but guess: "It won't be that coincidence. Could it be that I am a demon saint? This..."
At this time, the Molaoshan Yuan Realm, who was responsible for the detection, spoke: "It turns out that a hero is a young man. This Demon Soul Stone is specially designed to detect the demon attribute talents on humans and has nothing to do with the realm. Generally, the best talent,
At most, the demonic energy in the Demon Soul Stone will move slightly, but you will let the Demon Soul Stone emit black light! With your age and magical talent, you are qualified to accept the inheritance of the divine position."
"Then am I the Demon Saint Son?" Wuyou asked with a little expectation.
He didn't care about the identity of the Demon Saint Son, but if he was the Demon Saint Son, he could give this identity to Zi Jiao to resolve Zi Jiao's crisis.
However, the old man in charge of the test shook his head: "Although you are very talented and genius, you are still a little different from the Demon Saint Son. If you are interested, you can join me, Molao Mountain. I want the two Demon Ancestors.
I should be interested and personally accept you as my disciple and give you guidance."
"Hehe, thank you for your kindness, no need." Wuyou had to politely refuse.
He was the head of the Yanqiao Sect in the past, and now the master of the Yin-Yang Hall of Zheng League, how could he become a disciple of the Demon-Liaoshan Sect? He turned his head and smiled helplessly at Zheng Nan: "Brother Zheng, it's your turn."
Zheng Nan took a step forward and, without the orders from the Yuan Realm of Demonic Mountain, reached out to explore the Demon Soul Stone.
The Molaoshan Yuan Realm was still regretting Wuyou's refusal, and his eyes were always staring at Wuyou, obviously not paying attention to Zheng Nan.
Zheng Nan put his hand on the Demon Soul Stone, but he saw that the Demon Soul Stone had no reaction at all. Not to mention shining, even the demonic energy inside was still motionless!
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
After several breaths, the demon soul stone still had no reaction under Zheng Nan's palm. This surprised Zheng Nan and Wuyou: With Zheng Nan's talent and practice, how could it be possible
No reaction at all? It’s not that Zheng Nan has zero talent for demon attributes, right?
The old man in charge of the test also retracted his attention and placed it on Zheng Nan who was being tested. He couldn't help but frown: Such a talented person is also here to participate in the selection?
Behind Zheng Nan, many people began to quote: "Can you do it? If you don't, don't waste our time!"
"That's right, do you think anyone can be the Demon Saint Son? Just like you, it's better to go home and see the child quickly..."
Zheng Nan didn't care about the gossip behind him at all - he was not of the same level as those people, so why bother with them? But Zheng Nan felt very uncomfortable at this moment.
"Yaya, no matter how you say it, I am also the inheritor of the Heaven-Devouring Art. You are known as the supreme in the Demonic Way! How could you not have any magical talent? This broken stone will not be invalid, right?"
Zheng Nan muttered to himself and was about to take his hand away.
Anyway, he is not interested in being a demon saint. Even if he really has zero magical talent, he doesn't care. Anyway, his cultivation speed is unmatched, so he doesn't care whether his talent is high or low.
But at this moment, a strange change occurred on the Demon Soul Stone again.
The originally motionless Demon Soul Stone suddenly shone with light, like an erupting sun, bursting out dazzling black light! And inside the Demon Soul Stone, the demonic energy suddenly rolled like a tide, a hundred times more intense than the boiling water!
"Bang!" Suddenly, the demon soul stone shattered and turned into black light and demonic energy, dissipating between heaven and earth!
"This...this is..."
The old man in charge of the test was stunned and speechless. He observed the Demon Soul Stone up close, and naturally knew the process just now. It was obvious that Zheng Nan's talent caused too much fluctuation, so he gave the Demon Soul Stone all the Demon Soul Stone to
Break it!
Behind Zheng Nan, a group of ignorant people cursed: "What's wrong with you, kid? You don't have talent, and you even shattered the Demon Soul Stone?"
"I'm so fucking tired of living! If you break the Demon Soul Stone, wouldn't you openly fight against Molaoshan and the demon cultivators in the world?"
Suddenly there was a lot of curses behind him, and Zheng Nan was criticized by thousands of people.
Although Zheng Nan was not angry, he felt noisy! A group of ignorant sparrows chirping behind him was really annoying. But he naturally wouldn't do anything about it. He just turned around and looked at the few who said he had said the most.
The most ugly guy.
"Well……"
In an instant, the guys were covered in cold body, their throats were like ice, and their tongues were like knots, and they could no longer say a word! A cold murderous intent surrounded them, making them feel like they fell into it.
I couldn't breathe in the ice cellar!
And anyone who sees Zheng Nan's gaze is now covered with a shadow in his heart, and the two fights are fighting.
Those eyes are so terrible!
It is even more terrifying than the most brutal beast in the world!
"Bo..."
The space fluctuated for a while, and a space black hole suddenly flashed and appeared beside Zheng Nan.
At the same time, two men, one old and one young, walked out of the space passage.
The old man was covered in demonic energy and his aura was released. He was obviously a powerful and powerful man at the peak of the virtual realm! As soon as he appeared, he immediately shocked nearly 10,000 people in the audience. Everyone's eyes fell on him.
I dare not look at it or divert my sight.
The young man, who looked about twenty years old, was even younger than Zheng Nan, stood quietly behind the old man. He was silent, his breath was completely restrained, giving people the feeling
It is like he doesn't know how to practice at all, without any energy.
So, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the powerful old man, and his heart was speculating on the old man's identity. However, judging from the old man's strength and the demonic energy surrounding him, his identity was about to emerge - it must be the demon.
One of the two ancestors of the mountain!
However, when Zheng Nan looked at the two of them, he always had a strange feeling: although the old man was strong, he was only the peak of the virtual realm, which was not to be afraid; but the young man behind him seemed even more terrifying, a little deeper