Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1354: The mirror of the demon throne, the gods are in the position of only 3

Lu Wu, the demon god, is in position!

The demon Zhu Zhu, right!

The various shapes on the corresponding statues of the two demon gods are tantamount to screaming loudly. In the ears of Zhang Fan and Kunpeng Dasheng, the sad ending of Landing Wu and Zhu Yan is described. ##笔趣阁m看小说必去##

The two great demon gods, which fell in abundance, were in the God Stone Palace.

In this divine stone palace, dharma idol seems to have been affected by a mysterious influence, and it is clearly close, Zhang Fan and Kunpeng expert have not found the trace of dharma idol flying to the right position, as if entering the divine stone palace Absorbed, devoured for the **** stone, condensed on the demon statue.

How dharma idol came is not important, the key is the fall of Lu Wu and Zhu Yan, two great demon gods.

"They can't escape after all."

Kunpeng Dasheng Chang sighed, a little sorry, a little sad, a generation of expert, after suffering for tens of thousands of years, but on the last step, fell outside the Shenshi Palace, it is also sad!

"Under the careful preparation of Nine Infants, this Zhang has all kinds of means to protect it, and it is almost a bit of hatred. Not to mention Lu Wu and Zhu Han can’t touch it, so that they are outnumbered. This result is only sooner or later."

Zhang Fan doesn't have as many emotions as Kunpeng Dasheng, but just said lightly.

As he said, as long as Zhulong broke out the power of dharma idol accumulated over tens of thousands of years, and exhibited its strongest life source divine ability-after tomorrow, this result was already doomed.

For a moment, skill and Zhang Fan's gaze moved away from the demon statues of Lu Wu and Zhu Yan, and condensed on the first demon king throne.

This occupies the best position in the Shenshi Palace. It is like a throne that gathers all the strength of the Shenshi Palace as a furnace. It was originally covered with clouds of smoke all year round, and its eyes could not be worn, the mind could not penetrate, and it could only be seen vaguely. In it, it seems like a lying tiger.

At this time, I don’t know if it was illuminated by the spirit light that burst when Lu Wu and Zhu Yan were in position, or as the demon gods are more and more in position, this throne can’t help but appear true colors.

"Boom!~"

Silently roaring, shaking divine soul itself, the Shenshi Palace seems to be standing still, like a trembling tremor. The strange state between the movement and the movement makes both Zhang Fan and Kunpeng look and stare.

As far as the eye can see, the clouds of smoke around the throne seem to explode for the silent roar, gradually dispersing, revealing the emperor stone throne hidden in it. ##笔趣阁m看小说必去##

The throne is about three feet high, with armrests on both sides, and the ancient wild earth decoration on the back. The top is the heaven of the demon **** of the clouds in the clouds.

Simple and simple, and magnificent, this is what the real world dominates the throne of the demon emperor. If you want to come to the throne of the gods in the temples, this should not be the case.

Gold is created, and there are many patterns of Panlong. It’s just that the human emperor can’t represent the supreme heavenly prestige. When it comes to the Taiko demon emperor and the world of Weiling, there is only such a simple and magnificent throne, which matches its identity.

When the eyes of Zhang Fan, with the smoke spreading, slowly moved upward from the throne to the position of the armrest, he seemed to suddenly see something weird, and his face was surprised. The color emerges.

"Da Da Da~~ Da Da Da~~"

If you play the chess pieces freely, the lights will ring; like the middle of the night, lightly tapping the portal sound... This strange sound comes from the throne of the demon king, and its source is the position of the armrest that Zhang Fan is staring at.

As the "dada" sound became clearer, a slender and powerful palm clasped his fingers, gently tapping on the throne armrest, unconsciously.

"This is..."

The look of Zhang Fan suddenly became dignified. As the eyes turned, the palms of the armrests were knocked first, followed by the arms enveloped by the wide sleeves, and then the figure in a black suit... The eyes could not be doubted. It finally turned into a sigh.

In a trance, I can’t judge what happened on the throne of the demon emperor. Zhang Fan only saw Shi Shiran, a man in a black robe, sitting on it. At his feet, there are billions of creatures and powerful demon gods. , Bow down and bow, nonstop.

"Demon King!"

"This is... the first demon emperor?!"

The look of Zhang Fan is changeable and unspeakable, but one thing is certain, the existence of the emperor on the throne in front of him must be the first demon emperor.

A single action of knocking on the armrest will make all the world's monsters crawl under their feet, and they will be like a cicada. Among them, there are many sources like the origin of the seventy-two high dharma idol, the powerful ancient demon god.

All the thoughts flashed in my heart, which did not prevent Zhang Fan's eyes from continuing to move upwards, and finally condensed on the face of the figure on the throne.

"He...""Who will it be?"

The idea of ​​Zhang Fan has just moved, and the figure sitting on the throne of the demon king has also revealed its true face. Biquge m updates the fastest

"Huh?!"

Zhang Fan couldn’t help but be surprised. Whether the high-ranking character on the throne was his own appearance or the shape of the demon gods wouldn’t surprise him. However, in real sight, he still showed disappointment.

It seems to have the breath of primordial chaos, and weave it into a veil to conceal the true appearance of the first demon emperor.

Grey, empty, as if under the crown, within imperial garment, above the throne...just empty and foggy.

The disappointment of Zhang Fan has just emerged, and the situation on the throne has changed again.

Throwing out thinly, it is the big sunlight; it illuminates all living beings and rises for the rising sun.

The figure on the throne of the Demon Emperor is missing, bathed in the sun, and the wild reliefs on the back of the chair are high above the heavens for nine days. They are covered by the big daylight, and they are not real.

After the throne, the red sun hangs high and the sky is brilliant.

Among them, there is a Golden Crow with three legs standing upright, two wings spread out, and the sky is long... When Zhang Fan is immersed in it, a voice sounds in his ears, and he is brought back to reality.

"Eastern Sovereign, what are you looking at?"

Looking back and looking around, the person who spoke was Kunpeng Dasheng. This remark means something, not just a question.

Different from Zhang Fan, he never focused his gaze on the throne, but stared at the statue of more than sixty demon gods. The ambition of the world has the strength to cover the world.

"Kunpeng ancestral master, what do you mean by saying this? Please show me!"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and noticed the behavior of Kunpeng Dasheng.

"Eastern Sovereign is unknown."

Kunpeng Dasheng smiled bitterly and turned his gaze to the throne, and the whole man trembles, as if why the things were swallowed and absorbed half.

"Shenshi Palace Demon Emperor Throne, any demon **** at any time, as long as you stand in front of the throne, what you see is different."

"What you see is different?" Zhang Fan thought, thoughtful.

"Good, completely different."

Kunpeng Dasheng nodded, shook his head again, and finally fixed his gaze on the demon throne.

"As I see it at this time, the person sitting on the upper end of the throne is what my Kunpeng achieved when he became the demon emperor, and so are others."

"If there are any similarities, then everyone can only see themselves!"

Zhang Fan frowned and said, "How could this be?"

He heard this, and it is almost imaginable that when the Shenshi Palace was first established, a group of demon gods looked up at the demon emperor throne in the hall of the Shenshi Palace, and finally they could see themselves sitting on it.

Confusion, ambition, will certainly be like a cloud of smoke on the throne, blinding the heart.

"I don't know." Kunpeng Dasheng smiled bitterly: "No one knows, Nine Phoenix doesn't know, Bai Ze doesn't know, I don't know, I can only guess, maybe it's the role of this **** stone palace itself."

"Uh!"

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, but did not say that what he saw was not himself. He is different from a group of demon gods. They don't know exactly what the first-generation demon emperor looks like. However, Zhang Fan has long believed in his heart that there is no other possibility except for the big day Golden Crow.

"Thank you Kunpeng ancestral master for waking up."

Zhang Fan smiled and said to Kunpeng Dasheng, he said so, the reminder could not be more obvious.

Kunpeng Dasheng laughed with self-deprecation, just about to say something, opened his mouth, but no voice spit out. At the same time, the look of Zhang Fan moved, and his arm trembled a bit. If he wanted to lift it, he couldn't move anymore, suddenly dignified.

At that moment, it seemed that everything in the world was solidified, whether it was the sound of Kunpeng Dasheng or the movement of Zhang Fan, it was frozen at this moment.

In an instant, a "boom" sound, heaven shocking loud noise, upset the world.

"Not good!"

Zhang Fan shouted in unison with Kunpeng Dasheng. Everything in front of him, the throne of the demon king, and the seventy-two demon statues were trembling violently, with light and shadow mottled and dazzled.

"Rumble and Rumble~Rumble and Rumble~~"

The Shenshi Palace shook violently, as if there were archaic giants with both hands, throwing the Shenshi Palace out, breaking countless mountains, and finally crashing into the earth, leaving a sudden pit.

No one knows how long this vibration lasted. It seemed to be a moment, and it was like eternity. When everything stopped, Zhang Fan and Kunpeng Great Holy Week were all reflected by spirit light.

"This is..."

For a time, the two of them had no time to consider why the shrine was so strange, but they frowned and looked at the source of spirit light.

There is boundless darkness, a giant snake snakes out from it, thousands of miles long, with a human face snake body, regarded as day, sleep for night, blowing for winter, calling for summer, breathing for wind... Fire, the hole is penetrating!

——Candle Dragon!

The spirit light blaze is the statue of the Taikang demon **** candle dragon.

"Candle Dragon?!"

"How come?"

Zhang Fan and Kunpeng Dasheng both changed their looks. It was not surprising that Lu Wu and Zhu Yan had fallen to their previous positions. However, Zhu Longlong did not hesitate to save life source divine ability for the Nine Infants Plan Spend a squandering effort, which shows the degree of trust between the two sides.

Lu Wu and Zhu Yan are dead, Qiongqi, Candle Dragon, and Nine Infants are all in one, then..."How did the Candle Dragon die?"

Being in the Shenshi Palace~IndoMTL.com~ Zhang Fan and Kunpeng Dasheng are divine ability. What happened to the Mang Cangshan area outside the invisible barrier? Just frowning, the spirit light on the looks at candle dragon statue gradually condensed, being the demon god!

"Seventy-two demon gods, only three of them, remaining people are all in place."

Kunpeng Dasheng's expression has unspeakable complexity. If it was not the Golden Wing Dapeng dharma idol, he returned with a clear and clear, temporarily freeing him from demonization, fearing that he is also one of them.

"Bang~"

At this time, a muffled sound, with the sound of thunder and shatter, broke into the God Stone Palace.

"Someone is here."

Zhang Fan and Kunpeng Dasheng, simultaneously look back and forth, the sound is clearly the sound of the huge stone gate opening of the Shenshi Palace.

PS: This is the noon chapter. It’s depressing, it’s too late, nothing to say, I will add more tomorrow~~~~

(To be continued)