strokinit Chapter 379 The Third Level Of Demonic Abyss
Chapter 379 The Third Level Of Demonic Abyss
"Roar!"
Above the Demonic Steps, the Heavenly Demon Weasel stood at the 69th level, with a demonic mist billowing around him, accompanied by many demonic phenomena from time to time, and from time to time, there were waves of demonic roars.
Compared with the human race's divine level, every step of the demon level appears extremely dangerous.
The reason for this is that the demons are life forms derived from various negative energies and are suppressed by the heavenly laws of all walks of life. Therefore, every step they take is often extremely dangerous, but correspondingly, their destructive power is extremely strong, often more than Humanity monks of the same level are much better.
Of course, there are exceptions to everything.
In the past, in the race arena battles, the main reason why most of the Dragon Kingdom's extraordinary beings were able to overwhelm their demonic opponents of the same level was not only because of the Dragon Kingdom's rapid development in the extraordinary field in recent years.
What's more, it's because of the existence of the Luck Golden Dragon of the Dragon Kingdom.
After the Luck Golden Dragon is condensed, it directly turns into a luck mask to protect all living beings in the Dragon Kingdom. This is not just a simple physical protection, but also enables everyone in the Dragon Kingdom to continuously obtain a certain kind of buff state. This buff state has a great impact on cultivation. The taller the person, the more obvious it is.
The stronger the individual, the stronger the luck condensed. While making the Dragon Kingdom's luck stronger, it will also receive richer feedback.
The topic changed to Revolving Heaven Demon Weasel.
Seeing the surging demonic phenomena around him, the Demonic Weasel had a calm expression on his face, without the slightest hint of panic.
Not to mention that he himself is the body of a demon, and he was promoted through the natural VIP channel of the demonic path. His consciousness is divided with Yu Shiba as the main body, and he has been protected by the system. Therefore, this demonic phenomenon The impact on him can be said to be minimal.
The 69th Demonic Level was only one step away from the 70th Demonic Level, but at this moment it seemed like it was so far away. The moment he raised his foot, time seemed to have stopped.
As the demonic mist surged on the demonic steps, it began to condense into monsters with ferocious faces and huge bodies. They had different shapes, but their eyes had the same violence, flashing with a madness that wanted to destroy everything.
These demons are all reborn from the remnants of demons who failed to advance to levels 69 to 70. After their death, they became evil spirits.
"Seeing you advance is more uncomfortable than killing me!"
"Heavenly Demon, you should be damned if you bully the lower demons!"
"Why don't you just die and come down here!"
"Destroy it, everything should be destroyed! Hahaha!"
Dozens of demons condensed from the magic mist roared towards the Sky Demon Weasel and rushed towards it. Various demonic realms instantly enveloped it. At the same time, they were accompanied by many violent demonic thoughts that constantly impacted the Sky Demon Weasel's mind. .
In response to this, the Demonic Weasel had an indifferent expression, clasped his hands together, and whispered softly: "The domain unfolds: the throne of king!"
boom!
As the sound fell, an extremely dark and profound demonic energy swept away in the surroundings, and then a demon throne that was refined from the huge corpse of the sinful demon scorpion slowly condensed.
The throne was completely black, with ferocious and smooth curves. The armrests at both ends were densely covered with eighteen pairs of tightly closed demon eyes, each pair representing a kind of magical power.
The backrest of the chair is an extremely ferocious and dark and thick scorpion tail skeleton with distinct joints. A black mist lingers at the tip, and the energy of the magic law is faintly escaping.
The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the scene under the throne.
Under the throne was a dense pile of demon bodies. At first glance, there were at least tens of thousands of them, and each one was extremely huge.
This throne is a throne that towers above the mountain of corpses, covering all the demons.
The Demonic Weasel sat on the Demonic Seat, with his legs spread naturally, and beneath his feet was the ferocious head of the Demonic Scorpion.
He was in a lazy posture, with his right hand supporting his cheek, looking at the many demons who wanted to prevent him from descending the demonic level, with a stern look in his eyes (refer to the scene of Uncle Su Nuo appearing on the throne of Corpse Mountain).
"A bunch of bastards, do you know where the many demon corpses in my domain came from?"
At the end of the sentence, a cruel smile appeared on his face: "They are all the garbage that tried to prevent me from advancing in the past and was taken into the Demon Realm by me to sink forever! Today, you become one of them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the densely packed demon corpses to the lower left all opened their eyes and looked fiercely at the many demons outside the demon realm.
These demons that had interfered with the Demonic Weasel's advancement in the Demonic Stage were integrated into the Demonic Weasel's realm, and actually became existences similar to ghosts.
The next second, the eyes of these corpses became hollow, and illusory black shadows floated out from the corpses, like black lightning, shooting towards the many demons outside the Demon Realm.
At the same time, among the eighteen pairs of eyes on the magic throne, one pair of demon eyes opened, revealing deep purple vertical pupils. In an instant, the demon realm was bathed in a sea of purple thunder.
The purple lightning in the sea of thunder cannot cause any harm to the demons in the Demon Realm. Instead, it gives those demons a layer of thunder clothes all over their bodies, making their demonic power more prosperous and destroying all those outside the Demon Realm with overwhelming force. The demons were all captured and brought back to the Demon Realm.
Half a quarter of an hour later, there were no more demons shouting outside the Demon Realm, and the mountain of corpses under the throne contained thousands more demon corpses.
The Heavenly Demon Weasel smiled indifferently and withdrew from the realm. In an instant, all the strange phenomena disappeared, and he stood on the 69th Demonic Step again.
Ahead, the magic mist suddenly dispersed, revealing the 70th level of magic steps below.
The Demonic Weasel stepped forward.
boom!
The moment he stepped onto the 70th Demonic Level, the Demonic Mist began to evaporate violently again, spreading in both directions, as if to avoid some terrifying existence.
However, the Demonic Weasel had already expected such a scene, and he stood with his hands behind his back without any trace of panic.
The next second, all the demonic steps in front suddenly became clear, revealing the endless black abyss at the end of the demonic steps.
A huge demonic hand protruded from the endless abyss, reached in front of the Demon Weasel in an instant, and stopped suddenly in front of him.
Then the five fingers of the demonic hand spread out, revealing a palm with clear lines. On the palm, a series of demonic lines appeared.
Then, a portal opened in the palm of his hand, and there was endless darkness behind the door.
At the same time, a demonic thought sounded in the heart of the Heavenly Demon Weasel: "The Heavenly Demon clan should enter the third level of the Demonic Abyss. Do you want to seize the destiny?"
The Demonic Weasel didn't say anything, but took a step forward and entered the dark portal.
The next second, the scene changed, and he appeared on a vast land filled with blood-red colors. In the sky, a huge blood moon hung, emitting an ominous light.
All around, various ferocious plants stand on the ground. These plants are hung with tempting fruits. Each plant has its own territory. Within the territory, except for some completely black vegetation, no monsters can Survive.
At the same time, the screams of demons came one after another from the distance. There was an inexplicable magic in these sounds, which made people want to go there.
The Demonic Weasel curled his lips and walked forward.
Before he had taken two steps, the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, and a hill-like ogre flower salivated with foul-smelling demonic liquid in its mouth and swallowed it toward the Demon Weasel.