Archfiend Chapter 1219: : The first cohesion

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Xu Yang Yishen nodded his head in approval, Yuchang's eyes were old, this was exactly what he thought.

Wangu Pill King broke through to the realm of exalted saints, pale demons evolved, how is his own infinite truth?

Whether it is to open the Book of the Great Meng Contract or for the evolution of the demon, the infinite truth must rush to the realm that matches the realm.

Moreover, this time at the feast, regardless of whether the other party is the last to find out, he also needs a few top-grade pills in exchange for the devil's top-grade techniques and some other magic weapons.

Walking out of the palace, the sky above his head was red. Xu Yangyi raised his head and looked at the above. There were things that could hardly imagine the grand occasion at that time. For the same reason, he couldn’t imagine when the demon oven broke out. What kind of grand occasion will appear.

Io was already waiting there, his face full of anxiety, and he was pacing nonstop. Just now, this palace ushered in several fierce devilish eruptions, even if there was a prohibition seal, it made it feel frightened.

How is Master Xu? What happened here? The other party took away five million magic crystals in one go! I also handed in a three million deposit first! With a huge sum of eight million dollars, he got the right to choose a few pills first. Master Xu... won't he shut himself up again?

Eight million is more than half of the profit of this caravan... If the opponent retreats again, he will not be able to make a deal!

Thinking that Xu Yangyi left without saying goodbye just now, his heart was up and down, and he didn't dare to leave here for half a step.

So, when he saw Xu Yangyi appear again, his smile turned sincerely.

"Master Xu..." Excessive excitement and worry about gains and losses made it almost cry: "Let’s not make this kind of joke next time, OK..."

"Dad, it's so ugly." The red line said. Xu Yangyi glared at it: "You kid, how can you tell the truth?"

Immediately, he looked at Io: "Can you wait?"

"Let your goods go back first, and wait for me here for one year."

"Of course no problem!" Io let out a long sigh of relief.

Xu Yangyi nodded, turned and walked towards the palace, Io immediately followed.

Time flies very fast, and in a blink of an eye, a year has passed.

In a huge palace covering hundreds of thousands of square meters, the densely stitched black robe is as silky as a black swan feather. There is no extra style, but it is low-key and luxurious. Ordinary hood style, with two silver ribbons hanging down from the edges, and the sleeves are engraved with complicated patterns. A dry hand, with only four fingers, and a demon face in the palm of the hand, slowly stretched out from the cloak.

This is a sealed hall, magnificent and full of wildness. There are countless heads of monsters that are more than ten meters tall, and the throne where the cloaked demon sits is actually composed of the skull of a giant star beast that is dozens of meters in size. Crystal clear, **** and primitive chandeliers hung from above, and the murals of the Seven Monarchs became the background of the hall.

There was no one, only the demon himself. Five light curtains opened around it, sitting in the center.

There is a suspended magic crystal box in front of it. The carving is ingenious. It gently twists a black pill from it, obsessively looking at the pill pattern condensed by the billowing magic energy above it, which is already familiar to the top nobleman. After a deep scent of the leaf pattern, the whole pill was turned into a wave of magic energy, which turned into fly ash from its hands, and was sucked into the cloak.

The cloak shook slightly, and then let out a comfortable groan: "It's great...Master Xu has improved again... It is very possible to advance to the true holy order a hundred years ago. Although this is for the great devil The elixir used by the holy sage, but even if the king breathes, he still feels a little benefit."

Swipe, on the light curtain, figures in cloaks appeared one by one, some were as tall as a mountain, some were as thin as wood, and some were wrapped in a vast black mist. The cloak demon lightly closed the jade box and looked around: "The king of evil eyes... the remnants of the holy flames... the grizzly bear, the prince Sumendal, the dead gray prince Peros... the six of us are here today. , What do you think of Master Xu?"

Sheng Yan Yu Nie laughed out hey: "This is the first time we have held an independent party for a human in so many years. Master Xu...It's really a big face."

The Grizzly Prince said calmly: "Anytime the battle of the abyss ends, upstarts will rise, and old aristocrats will be silent. We don't want to be a fallen meteor. His strength is fully qualified to make heavy bets. This kind of super-large capital game , How much can a black horse get in return? Guys, you should know better than me. Don’t you? Messus, King of Thousand Maws."

The King of Thousand Throats stood up from the throne and waved his hand slightly. In an instant, the whole hall shone with brilliance, and a silver-white light rose from all directions. In a short while, the whole hall turned into a constant In the solid starry sky, countless silver magic threads converged into a shape between deception, and it was extremely clear.

Just above this silver-gray hell, countless faces of demons appeared, and an ancient clan emblem hung below them all. Looking around, more than a million! Even approaching the number of tens of millions!

A row of numbers is beating above the head. There are tens of thousands of huge light spots in this fictional hell, which are very eye-catching. The most avatars are gathered around them. A face disappears every day.

A tentacled tentacled from the cloak of the King of Thousand Throats, hitting one of the light spots, hoarsely said: "The number of people who have signed up now has reached 8.72 million. This has only begun for four years. The peak of registration is far from coming. Although most of the **** will be screened out before the final quota for 50 years."

"Heaven and hell's leftover family from the battle of gods and demons, Gauss's Scorching Moon." The tentacles moved gently and hit a spot. Suddenly, that piece of **** instantly boiled, a huge one-eyed demon imaginary on the head. Shadow appeared, roaring deafeningly.

"The rating is hidden, the strength is hidden, and the betting funds are not announced, but..." The King of Thousand Throats paused: "As far as this king knows, its betting funds have reached 40 million. Press it into the next round. Everyone, this is just the beginning."

"And here, it is also the survivor of the war between gods and demons, the Yuan clan. According to intelligence, there are already 30 million magic crystals pressed on it." "Here, the **** Eastern genealogy, I can't detect their players, But someone reported that the eighteen large magic crystal reserves in Chaos Hell have been emptied." "And here, the dirty family of the three brothers and sisters of Doom. Their caravan has never been since its return a hundred years ago. Have never been out. It is all caravans."

"Here." "Here..." "And it..."

Swiping Lala... For more than ten minutes, countless demonic shadows hovered in the hall like tokens, shining like stars arching over the moon. Illuminating this desolate battlefield to the ground, just from a projection map, you can smell the smell of blood.

The King of Thousand Throats looked around obsessively, like the sun scrutinizing the stars. Those phantom tokens refracted patches of silver-gray brilliance, with an intoxicating number of magic crystals underneath, hundreds of thousands of cloths. The whole hall is full. Finally, the tentacle points to the position of Deception Palace.

With a brush, Xu Yangyi's figure jumped out, but... his name is zero!

Not a single bet!

Don't look at the demon that I just pointed out is tens of millions, but now it is just the beginning! Those real chaebols, such as them, haven't made any moves yet. Even so, these numbers are far ahead of other demons with a few million. Compared with Xu Yangyi, it is simply a difference between clouds and mud!

Even if he ended the Battle of the Abyss in an hour!

All the brilliance around was dimmed, leaving only Xu Yangyi's figure, the King of Thousand Throats slowly said: "Master Xu has his strengths, and the pill can be guaranteed to be free of injuries, and he will fight in the peak state... …"

"But he is equally disadvantaged." Before he was finished, Prince Sumender said: "It doesn't understand the habits of other demons, and doesn't know the specificity of the bloodline. The most important thing is..."

"His status is honorable~IndoMTL.com~As a quasi saint, he does not need to purify his blood like us. Does he have the kind of killing intent and determination to stand before the demon oven at all costs?"

"If not, he will not be able to pass the fourth round, let alone advance to the top 1,000."

At this moment, the King of Thousand Throats suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky. Not only it, all the demons raised their heads and looked into the air in disbelief.

At this moment, coincidentally, between the original, between tyranny, between deception, between killing, between madness, between viciousness... one hell, a pair of ancient eyes suddenly opened. Qi Qi looked into the air. And the highest peak of every **** is on the eighteen huge towers. Eighteen eyes that were ancient, as if they were eternal, finally woke up from their deep sleep.

Among the deceptions, the core deceives the Nie Gong. In this huge palace, there is a high tower rushing into the clouds.

It's called the Grey Tower of Deception. Correspondingly, there are the Tower of Tyrannical Deep Blue, the Tower of Crimson Killing, the Tower of Crazy Darkness, the Tower of Primordial Holy White and so on.

If the deception palace is the core, then these eighteen towers are the brains and the hearts of all demons.

Because... they are the eighteen demon kings, the ancient place of sleep for the eighteen who survived the battle between heaven and hell.

Deception to the summit of the Grey Pagoda, where the most turbulent and most quintessential devilish energy has been densely populated for tens of thousands of years. At this moment, one of the darkness is deeper than the darkness, longer than the history, and greater than the plane. The figure trembled slightly, and then slowly opened one eye.

About one meter big, I swept lightly, and then looked over my head in surprise, as if I saw the sky through the gray tower, a voice that seemed to be inscribed in the long river of history slowly sounded: "Ahead?"

"Why? This...this is the first time that the demon oven's cohesion has advanced. Does this mean that the outbreak will also advance? How could this happen?"