Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

That day he was arbitrarily trapped in the light shield of the bedroom, cut off from all contact with the outside world.

He knew that she would definitely want to ascend the throne as soon as possible, but he had no idea of ​​the exact time.

Even the monks who followed her kept their mouths shut.

Until one day, all the constraints on him were released.

This is the secret technique of their Huyanluo family, which uses one person's soul to replace the soul of another person.

The only thing that can replace him is his father's spirit.

His father, Prince Wan, has passed away...

He could only look for the few people who had left their soul marks. He had planted them in various places so that he could use them when his life was in danger one day.

The flowing light can pass through the mark and come to this person immediately.

Yan Xun was his senior brother in the human world, but he just captured a few monsters for him to torture and treated him as a fellow traveler.

Yan Xun also didn't expect that this person was Huyan Luo Liuguang, who had been wanted by the demon clan.

"The Demon King has ascended the throne... it has been over a month!"

Liuguang pinched his neck tightly, "Who is it?!"

“Who else could it be? The Saint of the Demon Tribe!”

Liu Guang froze for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Sure enough, sure enough!"

"Where is Prince Wan? Is there any news about him?"

"He wanted to self-destruct, but was pierced by the Netherworld Chain..."

Liuguang slowly loosened his hands and grabbed his hair in pain.

"Dad...Dad..."

Yan Xun saw that he was emotionally broken, so he turned around and ran away, but no matter how he ran, he couldn't get out of the room.

"you……"

Yanxun turned his head and met Liuguang's face which was very close to him.

He opened his mouth and bit down hard on his face.

Those with strong souls can devour the souls of weaker ones.

Yan Xun wailed and struggled desperately, but he could only watch as Liu Guang crushed his soul and stuffed it all into his mouth.

The room was filled with silence.

Liuguang stood there, looking at the black crystal in his hand, without saying a word for a long time.

——Exiled to the Abyss of the Gods——

In the endless dark abyss, there are wandering ghosts and blazing flames everywhere.

The black mist was like a veil, covering the entire abyss.

The screams that come from time to time make people feel suffocated and frightened.

At the end of the darkness, a lonely figure staggered forward.

The ghosts around her kept coming forward to tear her flesh. She raised her hands to block them, but it was of no use.

When she came closer, the firelight illuminated her face, which was half rotten and half new.

As she walked forward, the rotten parts of her face became less and less, and the new flesh healed quickly, forming smooth skin.

The wild ghosts around no longer dared to approach, and the fear in their eyes became more and more intense.

When the woman walked out of the dark abyss and entered a blue cave, she finally lost all her strength and fell to the ground.

Her face has become very clear, and at first glance she looks about three-quarters similar to Ren Yi.

It is the pearl that has come back to life from the dead.

The wandering wild ghosts were very afraid of the cave and did not dare to approach it, so they dispersed.

The cave is very spacious, with two branches on the left and right.

There is a light blue magic circle in front of each fork in the road. The magic circle rotates slowly, and the blue light it emits illuminates the entire cave.

The walls of the entire cave are covered with clusters of blue crystals.

In the middle of the two forks are two huge blue semi-transparent doors.

This was actually the mysterious door that Ren Yi and the others had seen in the Exiled God Abyss.

Mingzhu lay on the ground, gasping for breath, with cold sweat on her forehead.

The formation in front of the left fork was a little dim, and a rough and hoarse female voice came from it.

"Xiao Mei, you disappoint me so much."

Mingzhu, who was lying on the ground, quickly got up and tore off a piece of black cloth from her dress to cover her face.

But before she could fasten the mask, her left arm suddenly twisted backwards 180 degrees, and the clear sound of bones breaking rang out along with her wailing.

Mingzhu fell to her knees, holding her left arm in severe pain, her face distorted.

"Blocking what? Do you really think I don't know why you made such a face when you transformed?!"

"Although I, your mother, cannot leave, you are my child, and I know you too well!"

"This face should be the face of that woman's child!"

Mingzhu was shocked and looked up at the blue magic circle in disbelief.

"What did you do during these few times you went out?"

"I, I have been gathering my strength and collecting my souls to rescue you..."

clap clap!

Two huge hands like smoke appeared beside Mingzhu and slapped her twice.

"The Juntian Academy that you spent countless efforts on has collapsed, the Xun bird that you have cultivated for many years has also died, and you have not even been able to get back Ercang's soul!"

"Why did I give birth to such a fool like you?"

"No wonder Yue Yuling is obsessed with that child she only saw for a few months. She beats you every time. It seems she is more useful than you!"

"No!" Mingzhu's eyes were red, "She can't compare to me, she will never be able to compare to me!"