Demon's Diary

Chapter 1491 A group of demons dancing wildly 1423 Void Demon Cauldron

At the same time, in Hanzhou, the extreme north of the Ten Thousand Demons Continent, thousands of miles away from the Central Dynasty, in a glacier grand canyon covered in silver all year round, there is a black mist everywhere, like viscous ink, tumbling indefinite.

If there were people who had entered the Demon Abyss ten years ago, they would be able to recognize at a glance that this canyon was the entrance to the Demon Abyss at that time.

In the sky above a clearing in the depths of the canyon, a silver-haired old man with a slightly yellow complexion in a blue Confucian robe was standing in the air.

The howling cold wind slapped the old man's robe with a large swath of black air, making a hunting sound.

In the sky above its head, a gray vortex about the size of Zhang Xu was slowly rotating, and strands of thick black air were constantly escaping from it.

A low and obscure incantation came from the old man's mouth, and he kept waving his hands. Every once in a while, he would cast a magic spell, which would sink into the gray vortex in a flash.

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

After a while, a deep roar suddenly came from the gray vortex!
Immediately afterwards, a huge dark red hand protruded slowly from it, followed by the entire dark red arm behind it, 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 also protruded, and then a huge head with white eyes glowing...

Seeing this, the silver-haired old man had a gleam of joy in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he muttered to himself:

"Very good! It's almost time to start..."

As soon as the words fell, with it as the center, in the surrounding billowing black mist, a large dense white light flashed suddenly, there were thousands of them.

……

Demon Palace, Kunxin Palace.

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

A purple light flashed in Liu Ming's eyes, and he could clearly see that within that group of purple light was a fist-sized purple bead, which looked crystal clear and radiated a scorching light, and quickly condensed into a ball of numbers. Foot-sized purple clouds.

Huangfu Yong waved his hands again and again, playing out one after another spells that merged into the purple clouds, and the sound of incomprehensible incantations came from his mouth from time to time.

The purple cloud cluster in mid-air grew bigger and bigger, and became several feet in size in a blink of an eye.

Huangfu Yong's body also gradually lit up with a powerful spiritual pressure of the Tong Xuan Realm faintly exuding from his body, and at the same time his expression suddenly became solemn.

Liu Ming's face changed slightly.

No one can compare to this level of mana spiritual pressure, except for the golden demon corpse encountered at the foot of Moyuan Pagoda.

And that golden demon corpse has stepped into the realm of immortality with one foot.

At some point, Huangfu Yong had risen into the sky, floating above the altar out of thin air, with a large amount of purple flames gushing out from his body, he waved his hands continuously, and shot out a series of purple magic formulas, sinking into the statue in the center of the altar.

Huangfu Yupo and other three masters in the mid-air also started to move.

Huangfu Yupo twisted his waist, flicked his sleeves, and a ball of light the size of a fist flew out, sinking into the four bottles of monster statues around the altar, as did Huangfu Zhantian and another silver-haired man.

"Buzz!"

The whole palace was shocked suddenly, and a purple twelve-pointed formation appeared under the altar. The structure of the formation was extremely complicated. Every time the light flashed, countless magic patterns would flash on and off.

Moreover, each corner of the formation emits a purple light with a finger-thick line, which just connects to the four statues around the main hall. At this time, palm-sized runes emerge from the surface of the four statues.

At the same time, from the walls around the Kunxin Hall, billows of pure magic energy emerged, continuously pouring into the central magic circle.

In mid-air, the Demon Emperor suddenly yelled loudly and waved his hands again and again.

The purple cloud in midair suddenly expanded several times, covering the top of the altar.

The purple crystal beads in the cloud cluster cracked and shattered, turning into a piece of purple crystal particles, most of which merged into the purple cloud cluster, and the small half flew down, turning into five strands, and blending into the five pillars on the altar. among the statues.

Flames ignited on the bodies of the five statues, and their eyes were bright red.

"Roar!"

With a loud roar, a phantom in human form and four phantoms of monsters flew out from the statue. The phantoms of four phantoms had human body and animal heads, surrounded by four claws of flames, and the phantom in the center was holding an iron gun.

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

Huangfu Yong's body was full of purple light, and on his forehead, an extremely complicated magic pattern slowly emerged.

The next moment, a beam of purple light flew out from the magic pattern on his forehead, and submerged into the purple clouds in midair.

There were bursts of roaring sounds from the purple clouds, and at the same time, the purple clouds began to squeeze and condense towards the middle.

After a few breaths, the volume of the purple cloud cluster has shrunk by half, but the light emitted by the cloud cluster is getting brighter and brighter.

Huangfu Yong, Huangfu Yupo and the others all raised their hands high, two beams of light shot out from their palms, blending into the purple clouds in mid-air, as if they were manipulating something.

As time passed, the purple cloud in midair became smaller and brighter, and the roaring sound from it became louder and louder.

On the platform, all the patriarchs of the aristocratic families watched the situation on the altar intently.

The patriarchs of the three great families sitting in the front looked at the clouds in midair, with a more or less envious look in their eyes.

Liu Ming looked at everything in front of him with a calm face, but he was uneasy and somewhat puzzled in his heart.

If Mo Tian wanted to do something in this ceremony, why didn't he see him for a long time?
He turned his eyes and looked at the more than ten direct descendants of the Huangfu family sitting cross-legged on the altar, his eyes flickered slightly.

Among these people, except for Zhao Qianying who closed her eyes tightly, as if she had already entered the cultivation process, although the others sat here quietly, their faces were more or less restless and expectant, and their eyes looked at the purple color in midair from time to time. cloud.

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

The cloud suddenly shrinks and rises, and the purple light suddenly shines.

In the clouds, a huge purple tripod phantom flashed out, and then disappeared again!
On the platform, the faces of the heads of the three great clans changed, and they fixed their gazes on the phantom of the purple cauldron, their eyes flickering.

"Could that be the Void Demon Cauldron..." Liu Ming's eyes also changed.

Although the big purple cauldron just passed by in a flash, the image has been deeply engraved into his eyes.

"I think I've seen that big cauldron before..." Liu Ming's eyes were full of contemplation, and his peripheral vision glanced at Zhao Qianying who was on the altar below, and his body shook.

He remembered that Zhao Qianying's powerful magic weapon, the small purple cauldron that had been brilliant in the secret realm of the abyss many times, was very similar in appearance to the Void Demon Cauldron that had just flashed by.

"It should be an imitation made by the Demon Emperor imitating the Void Demon Cauldron." Liu Ming guessed in his heart.

At this moment, the purple clouds in midair changed again.

After the big purple tripod disappeared in a flash, the purple light in the cloud group flashed continuously, and after a while, it condensed into two huge purple silhouettes several feet in size, but they couldn't be seen clearly through the cloud group.

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

It was this feeling, the strange feeling in his heart when he entered the Kunxin Palace just now, it resurfaced again at this moment.

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

Several people muttered words, and the light from the palms immediately became thicker.

Huangfu Yong recited the mantra, and the magic pattern imprint in the center of his eyebrows flashed, and flew into the clouds in the air
The giant purple eyes moved slightly, then slowly opened.

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

A purple beam of light enveloped a handsome young man from the Huangfu family who looked only in his 20s.

The handsome young man's face changed, and a moment later, a slight pain appeared on his face.

The purple beam of light lingered on him for a moment, then quickly moved away and landed on another skinny boy next to him.

The handsome young man from before opened his eyes, with a dejected look on his face.

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

"So that's how it was chosen." Liu Ming secretly thought in his heart, looking at Zi Yunzhong's pupils, his thoughts fluctuated.

On the platform, most people have never seen this ceremony of the central royal family. At that time, Huangfu Liushui was selected, and so many patriarchs were not invited to watch as they are now.

Therefore, today's opportunity can be described as very rare, and everyone seemed quite excited.

Gao Herui looked at the purple pupils in mid-air, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to be thinking about something, but after a while, he sighed in a low voice, and closed his eyes, as if he was a little disappointed.

The expressions of Kong Xiangwu and the Patriarch of the Long family were relatively calm, and there was no change in expression.

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

The purple beam of light moved away from a simple and honest middle-aged man in the middle of the astronomical phase, and landed on Zhao Qianying.

Zhao Qianying's delicate body shook, and a moment later, a purple magic pattern appeared on her forehead, emitting a faint light.

The purple beam of light shrouded her body flickered for a moment, as if echoing, some faint purple runes emerged from the beam of light, faintly visible.

This is the first time that the purple beam of light has changed like this. The faces of Huangfu Yong, Huangfu Yupo and others all changed, especially Huangfu Yupo, who showed a smile of surprise and joy.

Seeing this scene, the faces of all the direct descendants on the altar changed, especially that Huangfu Jiangu, whose purple beam of light had not yet moved to him, looked at Zhao Qianying with a hint of resentment and unwillingness.

The purple beam of light stayed on Zhao Qianying's body for a full quarter of an hour. Zhao Qianying frowned suddenly, a look of pain appeared on her face, and the purple magic pattern on her forehead flashed and disappeared without a trace.

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

(End of this chapter)