When Yunzheng heard about the 'demon spirit filling', a terrible guess flashed through her mind.
She pretended to be casual and asked with a teasing smile: "Your father should let you princes come to this place to worship more, right?"
"No..." Wen Renheng responded reflexively. In the middle of his answer, his eyes suddenly glanced at Yunzheng sharply, but Yunzheng no longer looked at him.
When Wen Renheng saw this, he frowned, feeling shocked and doubtful in his heart.
Could she have seen something else?
"Go down and pay homage."
Yunzheng said, jumping off the back of the monster.
Wen Renheng was about to jump off the back of the monster, but he inadvertently pulled the wound on his waist. He hissed in pain. He raised his eyes and looked at Yunzheng's back with a hint of cold murderous intention.
He hid his emotions and followed him with steps.
The two of them approached the group of worshiping young noble demons side by side, and then Yunzheng took out a small stool and sat at the back.
Wen Renheng: "..." Fortunately no one looked back at them, otherwise he wouldn't be able to speak clearly with ten mouths.
Wen Renheng thought for a while, then knelt down. He sent a message to her, trying to find out Yunzheng's intention of coming to this Demon Tomb, "This Demon Tomb is of no benefit to you as a human race, why do you insist on coming here?"
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"Visit and visit." Yunzheng sent a message back to him.
Wenren Heng choked, and his face changed several times in complicated ways.
He secretly wondered, are all the human disciples so bold now?! This is the Demon Tomb of the Demon Clan, and it is surrounded by demons. She is not afraid of being torn into mincemeat!
Nearly half an hour later.
Yunzheng was still sitting leisurely on the small bench, while Wen Renheng's face was even paler at the moment. When he was kneeling, the wound on his waist still couldn't stop oozing blood.
Wen Renheng regretted it thousands of times now.
If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have provoked this weird human girl...
Suddenly, a drum bell sounded.
‘Boom——’
The entrance to the ancient and dilapidated palace, the Demon Tomb, was wide open. The young demons who had been kneeling devoutly all stood up one after another, looking at the Demon Tomb with joyful expressions.
"Now that the Demon Tomb Palace is open, let's go in and do the 'Demon Qi Spirit Infusion'."
"Walk!"
"Recently, thanks to the grace of the Demon Emperor, we have been allowed to worship the Demon Tomb frequently to obtain higher magic power..."
"Soon, soon we will be able to kill out. Those humble humans, I will cut out all their hearts and feed them to low-level monsters, hahaha..."
The young demons did not hide the malicious, greedy, coveted, vicious, bloodthirsty and other ugly expressions on their faces.
The moment the bell rang, Yunzheng immediately put away the small bench.
She also stood up along with the other demons. When she heard what the demons and others said, her eyes flashed with an unknown meaning.
Wen Renheng held his waist and stood up with difficulty. When he heard these words, he immediately looked at Yunzheng, the only human being present.
Her expression was calm and composed.
No anger, no shock, no panic, no fear.
Wen Renheng's eyes darkened, and his fear for her deepened. This human girl was too calm.
The moment the demons wanted to enter——
Yunzheng felt that a mysterious force was pulling her into the demon mausoleum. She tried to break free, but the effect was minimal.
With a 'swish', Yunzheng's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
"Yun Zheng!" Wen Renheng saw this scene, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he said through gritted teeth.
How dare she!
How dare she enter the Demon Tomb?!
The young demons only felt a breeze passing by, but did not see Yunzheng's figure.
Wen Renheng pushed away the young demons angrily, and then rushed in. She wanted to die, but she didn't want to drag him along! She hadn't gotten the antidote back yet!
"Your Highness the Fifth Prince!"
"What's wrong with him? Why does he look so anxious..."
"Is it possible that there is a ritual inheritance in it?"
As soon as these words came out, the young demons showed joy and ran in.
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The moment Yunzheng saw the light again, she was stunned.
What came into view was an old and dilapidated inner room, with candlelight flickering, dimming and brightening, and a beautiful mural fell into her eyes.
She walked over involuntarily and stared closely at the beauty on the mural. The 'beauty' had the aura of a superior person looking down on the world. Half of her black hair was scattered around her waist, and her red robe fell to the ground and leaned against the peach tree.
The beauty in this mural has only one fatal flaw: her eyes are hollow and lifeless, without a fundamental soul.
Her eyes fell on the lower right corner of the mural, where there were several lines of vague ancient characters. For some reason, she clearly didn't recognize these ancient characters, but she could understand the meaning of the painter.
"Everywhere she looks is 'it'."
"If you want to get it, destroy it."
As soon as she finished speaking, a dense gnawing pain suddenly came from her heart, and a feeling of betrayal spread from her heart to her whole body.
Yunzheng covered her chest, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and gasped several times in pain.
Suddenly, the beauty on the mural moved. She seemed to be a spirit floating out slowly, and the beauty's fingertips lightly touched her eyebrows.
The pain in her body disappeared instantly.
The beauty's spirit gradually dissipated, her red lips moved mechanically, and a domineering voice that was indistinguishable from male to female passed into Yunzheng's sea of consciousness:
"After hundreds of reincarnations, you have returned."
"Kill the devil and protect 'it'. This is your innate responsibility."
These words made her body tremble, and a familiar feeling came to her heart again.
Yunzheng raised his eyes and looked at the spiritual body that was gradually dissipating in front of him, and asked: "Who are you? Who are the devil and 'it'?"
"The world cannot hear it, and you cannot hear it now."
"The devil is causing harm to the world and must be eliminated."
After the beauty in the mural said these words, she completely disappeared. Even her figure was no longer on the mural just now, leaving only a few lines of ancient text.
The moment the Dajuan, Erbai, Sanfeng, Siqing, Wulin, Liuqi and Qifan in the Fengxing space saw the mysterious 'fresco beauty' floating out, their bodies instinctively bowed to 'her'
He professed his surrender and immediately knelt on the ground, completely unable to resist.
It's like...
Everything should surrender at her feet.
They were so frightened physically and mentally that even the old green dragon trembled several times.
At this moment, all the spiritual beasts and demonic beasts in the entire demon-slaying battlefield were prostrate on the ground with instinctive piety, even those beasts that had been contracted.
This strange sight shocked Demon Killing Battlefield and others.
Yunzheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and she had some speculations in her mind that the beauty on the mural might have an inseparable relationship with her.
Is it her previous life? Or her previous life? Or her first hundred lives?
"Devil..."
Her eyes deepened slightly and she murmured in a low voice.
Yunzheng thought deeply for a while, but was interrupted by the noise from several guys in Fengxing Space.
"Hahaha, you used to bully me, but now both of you are kneeling down. You look so cowardly... tsk tsk." Liuqi put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly.
Sanfeng stepped on the small bench with one foot and raised her chin proudly: "Liu Qi, you just knelt down and talked about us but not you!"
"Uuuuuuuuuah, it's all my fault." The little old dwarf rolled back and forth on the spot, crying violently.