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Chapter 662: Eight Poles


Chapter 662: Eight Poles The leaders of the four clans, Tyrant, Thorn, and the Four Clans came to the Black Water Pool, and looked at the gurgling black pool, and their brows furrowed deeply.

The black thick cloud cotton that lingers on the black water pool all year round is cleanly extracted.

The pond is quiet, there is no strong aura trembling, and there is no trace of abnormality, but there is a row of handwriting floating in the middle of the pool: no destruction is allowed.

Xuan Ming was obviously not there, but he left a message, as if he knew that they would come.

Comoros' face was as cold as water, and with a little index finger of his left hand, a circle of light shot out, and he came to the middle of the pool of water to touch the handwriting.

On the ground, a burst of strong soul power, like a snake, wrapped up his soul directly, dragging his soul into a pool.

In that soul power, there is a kind of "forbidden" artistic conception, which can seal and lock everything and go straight to the depths of people's souls.

Comoros is also good at the use of soul mysteries, but his soul is imprisoned, and he suddenly feels cold to the bone, as if he has been sealed with countless ice crystals, and his consciousness is gradually lost.

The two heads of the ancient demon clan, Tyrant and Thorn, changed color slightly, ignoring a glance, and at the same time saw a trace of jealousy in each other's eyes.

The demon clan is not good at the use of soul power, this is the consensus.

It stands to reason that even if Xuan Ming has a high level of mana, it is impossible for the Comoros to submit to it.

What's more, this is not his own hands, he just left a wisp of the artistic conception of the soul, and actually let the Comorian soul restrain it, and he couldn't move a bit.

From the depths of the emotionless pupils of the leader of the Dark Spirit Clan, a ray of light emerged, like a long rainbow, shooting into the black pool.

However, the light touched the handwriting, as if it had been bombarded by lightning, and it was violently dispersed.

Kanter, the leader of the Dark Spirit Clan, was blinded, and a trace of gray and white lines appeared on his body, and the lines were entangled, as if they suddenly reached a continuous with the agitated light, pulling those points of light back and returning to his soul.

The corpse leader of the corpse clan was still waiting in the giant coffin, but suddenly a thick corpse qi was generated, and the corpse qi spread out and shrouded the black water pool.

In the middle of the sound, the huge coffin suddenly trembled and made a clicking sound, as if someone was gnawing on a bone, which sounded extremely terrifying.

Wisps of corpse qi also quietly dispersed, but they could not be condensed.

The three Hades Kings of Ah Bi, Hei Tian, and Huang Quan, motionless, were still guarding the cascading light and shadow, and one of the fleeting phantoms seemed to be seriously sensing the movements of the Black Water Pool.

Half a sound, from the light and shadow, there was a soul tremor that only the three Hades could perceive.

The Nose Hades King shrugged and changed color, and immediately exhaled softly: "Xuan Ming has stepped into the realm of the tenth-level demon clan with one foot, and knows how to use the realm of gods, his artistic conception can produce consciousness, even if it is thousands of miles away, it can be transmitted to the body." ” As soon as these words came out, the bodies of both the Comoros and the corpse clan trembled slightly, and then the faces of the two returned to normal, and the wisp of artistic conception that affected them also quietly dissipated.

The silence of the Blackwater Pool remains.

But the heads of the five clans who came were all unnatural at this time, and there were only violent rebellions and thorns, and they quickly calmed down, and their eyes were solemn.

"I really didn't expect that in this land, there could be such a powerful demon clan powerhouse."

Tyranny groaned for a while, and said in a deep voice: "It's no wonder that for so many years, all of our races have been sealed, in the cracks of the small space in the outside world, the living environment is extremely harsh, and the realm and strength have not advanced but retreated.

And the demon race, in addition to the human race, is one of the races that still remains on the land of Shenzhou, and it can also absorb the gestational energy of this land. ” Everyone nodded.

"It seems that we are going to pay attention to the demon clan, Xuan Ming only left a hint of warning thoughts, and did not stop our actions, which shows that he is still measured."

Thorn touched his chin and smiled in vain, "It's fine."

We don't need the help of the demon race, they have been with the human race for so many years, they have not experienced our misery, and the hatred for the human race is not so profound. ” "Be careful, don't destroy this forest too much.

After all, this is the territory of the demon clan.

Tyranny said.

The leaders of the other four clans couldn't help nodding, and under the artistic conception of Xuan Ming, they showed the terrifying place of the four holy beast remnants, making them also cautious in their actions.

The demon race, in any era, is also one of the strongest races.

In the battles of the ancient era, many races died out, and even the most powerful races have escaped into the cracks of the outside world to survive, but the demon race can still be safe and sound in the land of Shenzhou.

From this point of view, the strength of the demon clan really deserves its reputation, and the strength of Xuan Ming also impresses everyone.

Inner City.

The periphery was vast and dim, and countless prohibitions, enchantments, and formations that were invisible to the naked eye crisscrossed and criss-crossed, forming dense spider webs, covering every corner and extending in all directions.

In the depths of the earth, thousands of materials were piled up, all emitting a misty light at this time, and the energy was like streams, transported to the prohibition and enchantment through specific veins, releasing energy for the environment around the inner city, and then allowing the Eight Extremes Purgatory City to stand like a mountain peak, standing still.

Lin Meng and Nirvana and other powerhouses of the True God Realm, as soon as they entered here, it was like being pulled to a strange world, with no sun, moon and stars, no mountains, rivers, flowers and plants, and just an endless dead and silent area in their eyes.

Countless invisible prohibitions and enchantments quietly played a role, and Lin Meng and the others suddenly felt as if they were in a quagmire, being plucked by invisible tentacles in the muscles of their bodies and the nerves in their minds, and they were uncomfortable all over.

When they reach the realm of true gods, their qi and blood are huge, and their bodies are like moving energy volcanoes, and every moment they will emit a strong power vibration, and that vibration can even resonate with heaven and earth, attracting and mobilizing the energy of heaven and earth, forming all kinds of incredible supernatural powers.

But after entering this area, everyone's body and the sense of heaven and earth were cut off by force.

Their perception is also as if they are in endless darkness, their eyes are dark, they can't touch the real thing, and they can't detect any abnormality.

The soul energy is exhausted, the speed of the essence is weakened, the powerful vitality in the flesh and blood is stifled by the invisible rules, and the qi and blood become gradually uncontrollable.

Weakness, old age, and the power of all kinds of powerful enchantments and realms slowly grow in this area, changing the rules of heaven and earth, and causing chaos in the energy of heaven and earth.

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Vaguely, the eight corners condensed the power of enchantments, prohibitions, and formations, forming eight doors that were difficult to see with the naked eye but could be touched by the soul.

The eight gates are composed of six directions, east, south, west, north, upper and lower, and two special forms that are constantly changing, called the eight poles, which are the mystery of this outer area.

Lin Meng and the others were aware of it, and one by one, they followed the induction of their souls, and after some exploration, they gradually came to the so-called Eight Extremes Land and tried to enter.

In everyone's hands, there were artifacts shining, and bursts of extremely strong power surged around them, forming all kinds of special barriers to protect their physical bodies.

Lin Meng came to a gate to the east.

She was suddenly stunned, her face suddenly became ugly, and the Qiankun Guiyuan Ding in her hand also vibrated again and again, as if she had found something abnormal.

A person who is exactly the same as her, dressed, looks, temperament, and charm, is not at all different, and even in the hand of that person, he is still holding the same artifact: Qiankun Guiyuan Ding.

That Lin Meng looked at her with a cold and arrogant look on her face, just like she treats others, as if she is the master of the land of Shenzhou, and anyone should surrender to her and listen to her orders.

From that Lin Meng's body, there was an aura that was completely consistent with her, and even the Qiankun Guiyuan Ding seemed to be as mysterious.

At this moment, she suddenly became in a trance, frowning deeply, feeling that in front of her eyes, there was not an extra mirror The so-called East Gate is a soul that illuminates the heart on one side, which can reflect a person's self Lin Meng sneered in his heart and snorted, his eyes were cold.

In front of her, the other Lin Meng also chuckled, and the laughter came out clearly, but that Lin Meng raised his hand, suddenly waved the Qiankun Guiyuan Ding, and actually hit her.

Lin Meng shrugged and changed color, her delicate body trembled, and she suddenly felt a strong uneasiness.

With that Lin Meng's move, she was horrified to find that the energy in her body was passing extremely fast, and even the attack signs that she was most familiar with in Qiankun Guiyuan Ding had become unfamiliar to her.

It seems that the power used by Lin Meng in front of her all comes from herself How is this going to be fought Whether she fights or not, she has already been defeated.

On the other side, Lin Meng consumes her strength, and when she moves, the flow of power will be faster, which is equivalent to double the reduction and consumption of energy, and it is still fighting with someone who is as strong as herself, and it is impossible to win.

Lin Meng's heart sank.

Also in the dim light of the outer city.

Nirvana carried the Evil Spirit Sword and came to the south gate that the soul perceived, and he was also stunned.

At the south gate, it was actually the entrance of the Thirty-six Evil Caves in the Demon Valley, which he was most familiar with, and the entrance of the cave was black, as if it contained countless evil spirits.

Nirvana was stunned for a while, and suddenly found that he had become younger, as if he had returned to his youth, when he was desperate in order to gain recognition, he resolutely decided to go to the Thirty-six Caves.

That year, he was just an unappreciated kid in the Magic Valley, only the cultivation of the human realm, his master was killed outside, he was alone in the Magic Valley and lived a difficult life, the beloved woman abandoned him, saying that he was a waste, and no one looked up to him.

Knowing that there was no hope for his future, he entered the Demon Valley without fear of death, and when he entered, he made up his mind to either get ahead or die.

It was also at that time that he went through countless mortal situations in the Thirty-Six Demon Caves, but he was lucky enough to find the Demon Valley's long-missing Demon Spirit Sword, which laid the foundation for him to become the master of the Demon Clan, so that he was finally recognized by everyone.

The turning point in his life was there, and he always knew that if he hadn't crossed that hurdle, he would have died a long time ago.

And today, he stood here again, time seemed to be messed up by a hand, and he came back again, and he had to experience the most unforgettable pain again.

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