Demon’s Diary - 1491. Chaotic Sword God Chapter 1491

At the same time, in the extreme north of the Ten Thousand Demon Continent, Hanzhou, which is thousands of miles away from the Central Dynasty, a glacial canyon covered in silver all year round is filled with black mist, like sticky ink, rolling. indefinite.

If someone who entered the Demon Abyss ten years ago was here, he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance. This gorge was the entrance to the Demon Abyss at that time.

Above a clearing in the depths of the canyon, a silver-haired old man with a slightly yellowish face dressed in a cyan Confucian robe was standing in the air.

The howling cold wind slapped the old man’s clothes with a large amount of black air, making a hunting sound.

Above his head, a gray vortex the size of a meter was slowly spinning, and thick black air was constantly escaping from it.

A low and obscure spell came from the old man’s mouth, and he waved his hands constantly, and every once in a while, he would strike a magic decision, which was immersed in the gray whirlpool in a flash.

If you observe carefully, you will find that every time the old man enters a magic decision, the gray vortex will expand a bit and the rotation speed will also increase by one point.

After a while, a deep roar suddenly came from the gray whirlpool!

Immediately afterwards, a huge dark red palm slowly protruded from it, followed by the entire dark red arm attached to the back, but the dark red skin looked dilapidated, and dark muscles could be seen in the broken place. And oozing yellow liquid.

Immediately afterwards, the other arm came out, and then there was a huge head with white light in both eyes…

Upon seeing this, the silver-haired old man flashed a hint of joy in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he muttered to himself:

“Very good! Almost ready to start…”

As soon as the voice fell, with it as the center, a large dense white light flashed suddenly in the surrounding black fog, there were as many as thousands.

…

Devil Palace, Kunxin Temple.

On the central altar, Huangfu Yong’s eyes were closed at this moment, and a ball of purple light was suspended above his head.

A purple light flashed in Liu Ming’s eyes, and he could clearly see that among the purple light was a fist-sized purple round bead, which looked crystal clear, emitting a scorching light, and quickly condensed into a group of numbers. Purple clouds the size of a ruler.

Huangfu Yong waved his hands again and again, playing a magic trick and blending into the purple cloud group, and from time to time there were obscure spells.

The purple cloud in the sky grew bigger and bigger, and in a blink of an eye it became several feet in size.

Huangfu Yong’s body also gradually lit up, and his body faintly exuded the powerful spiritual pressure of the Profound Realm, and his expression suddenly fell in awe.

Liu Ming’s face changed slightly.

With this level of mana spiritual pressure, no one can compare to the golden demon corpse that came across at the foot of the Demon Abyss Tower.

And that golden corpse had already stepped into the realm of immortality with one foot.

At some point, Huangfu Yong had already soared into the air, floating above the altar out of thin air, a large amount of purple flames gushing out of his body, waved his hands repeatedly, hitting a series of purple tactics, and sank into the statue in the center of the altar.

Huangfu Yupo and other three profound abilities in the midair also started to move.

Huangfu Yupo twisted his waist and flicked his sleeve robe. A fist-sized beam of light flew out and sank into the four statues of monsters around the altar. Huangfu Zhantian and the other silver-haired man were the same.

“Om!”

The entire palace was suddenly shaken, and a purple twelve-pointed array appeared below the altar. The structure of the array was extremely complicated. Every time the light flashed, countless magic patterns would flash and disappear.

Moreover, each corner of the formation projected a purple light with a thick finger line, just connecting the four statues around the main hall, and at this time, palm-sized runes appeared on the surface of the four statues.

At the same time, from the walls around the Kunxin Hall, billowing pure devilish energy rushed into the central magic circle continuously.

In midair, the Demon Sovereign suddenly shouted and waved his hands again and again.

The purple cloud in the sky suddenly rose several times, covering the top of the altar.

With a click, the purple crystal beads in the cloud shattered and turned into a piece of purple glittering particles. Most of them merged into the purple cloud, while the small one flew down, turned into five strands, and merged into the five on the altar. Among the statues.

Flames ignited on the five statues, and their eyes brightened red.

“Roar!”

With a loud roar, a humanoid phantom and four beast phantoms flew out from the statue. Four beast phantom human heads and four-claw demon flames entangled. The humanoid phantom in the center was holding an iron gun.

The five phantoms wandered in the air for a while, and flew into the purple clouds above the altar.

Purple light flashed all over Huangfu Yong, and on his forehead, a complicated magic pattern slowly emerged.

The next moment, a purple beam of light flew out from the magic pattern on his forehead and sank above the purple cloud in the air.

There was a roaring sound from the purple cloud group, and at the same time, the purple clouds began to squeeze and condense toward the middle.

After a few breaths, the volume of the purple cloud group had shrunk by half, but the light emitted by the cloud group was getting brighter and brighter.

Huangfu Yong, Huangfu Yupo and others all held their hands high, two rays of light ejected from their palms, blending into the purple clouds in the sky, and seemed to be controlling something.

As time passed, the purple clouds in mid-air were getting smaller and dazzling, and the roaring noise in it became louder and louder.

On the platform, all the family patriarchs watched the situation above the altar intently.

The Patriarch of the three great tribes sitting at the forefront, looking at the clouds in the air, a look of envy appeared in his eyes more or less.

Liu Ming looked at everything in front of him with a calm face, but he was uneasy and a little confused.

If Motian wanted to do anything in this ceremony, why didn’t he see him doing it?

He turned his gaze and looked at the more than ten Huangfu family descendants who were sitting cross-legged on the altar, his gaze flickered slightly.

Among these people, with the exception of Zhao Qianying’s eyes closed, as if already in the cultivation, the others, even though they were sitting still, had more or less anxiety and anticipation on their faces, looking at the purple in mid-air from time to time. Cloud group.

At this moment, the purple clouds in the air made a loud rumbling noise.

The cloud group suddenly shrank and rose, and the purple light suddenly released.

Among the clouds, a huge purple cauldron flashed out, and then disappeared again!

On the platform, the face of the Patriarch of the three great tribes changed, his eyes fixedly looking at the phantom of the big purple cauldron, his eyes twinkling.

“Is that a virtual magic cauldron…” Liu Ming’s eyes also changed.

Although the big purple cauldron just flashed past, the image was deeply etched into his eyes.

“That big tripod, I seem to have seen it somewhere…” Liu Ming’s eyes showed a hint of hesitation, his eyes swept over Zhao Qianying on the altar below, and his body was shocked.

He remembered that Zhao Qianying’s powerful magic weapon, the small purple cauldron that had shined in the Demon Abyss Secret Realm many times, was very similar in appearance to the virtual magic cauldron that had just passed by.

“It should be an imitation made by the Demon Sovereign imitating the virtual magic cauldron.” Liu Ming guessed in his heart.

At this moment, the purple clouds in mid-air changed again.

After the phantom of the big purple cauldron flashed and disappeared, the purple light flashed continuously in the cloud, and after a while, it condensed into the outlines of two giant purple eyes measuring several meters in size.

Liu Ming’s expression changed, and a tremor suddenly rose in his heart.

It was this feeling that when he entered this Kunxin Temple just now, the strangeness that arose in his heart appeared again at this moment.

Above the altar, Huangfu Yong and others became extremely solemn after their purple giant eyes emerged.

A few people were muttering words, and the light shining from the palms of the palms immediately became thicker.

Huangfu Yong’s mouth was chanting a spell, the magic mark in the center of his eyebrows flashed and flew into the mid-air cloud.

The purple giant eyes moved slightly and then slowly opened.

Two purple beams of light shot out suddenly and landed on the ring below.

A purple beam of light enveloped a handsome young man from the Huangfu family who seemed to be only in his twenties.

Young Junxiu’s face changed, and after a while, a slight painful color appeared on his face.

The purple beam of light stayed on him for a while, then quickly moved away and landed on another thin boy next to him.

The handsome young man before opened his eyes, with a frustrated expression on his face.

The beam of light stayed on the skinny boy for a while, a little longer than when it was on the first handsome young man, but moved away again.

“So that’s it, that’s how I chose it.” Liu Ming thought secretly in his heart, looking at the pupils in Ziyun, his thoughts fluctuating.

On the platform, most people have never seen this ceremony of the central royal family. At that time, Huangfu Liushui was elected, and they did not invite so many Patriarchs to observe it.

Therefore, this opportunity today is very rare, and everyone seems quite excited.

Gao Herui looked at the purple pupils in the air, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking of any idea, but after a while he sighed in a low voice, seemed a little distracted, and closed his eyes.

Kong Xiangwu and the Long Family Patriarch’s expressions were relatively calm, and there was no change in their expressions.

Above the altar, the purple beam of light swept across a group of Huangfu disciples one by one, staying for a long or short time.

After the purple beam of light was removed from a simple middle-aged man in the middle of the sky, it fell on Zhao Qianying.

Zhao Qianying’s body shook. After a while, a purple magic pattern appeared on her forehead, emitting a faint light.

The purple beam of light shrouded her body suddenly flickered, as if echoing, some faint purple runes appeared in the beam of light, looming.

This is the first time that the purple beam of light has undergone such a change. Huangfu Yong, Huangfu Yupo and others have changed their faces, especially Huangfu Yupo, showing a surprised and happy smile.

All the direct descendants on the altar saw this scene, their expressions changed, especially the Huangfu Jiangu, the purple beam of light had not yet moved to his body, looking at Zhao Qianying, a hint of resentment and unwillingness flashed faintly.

The purple light beam stayed on Zhao Qianying for a full quarter of an hour. Zhao Qianying’s eyebrows wrinkled, her face showed a trace of pain, and the purple magic lines on her forehead flashed and disappeared without a trace.

The purple runes in the beam of light shrouded her body immediately dissipated.