Outside the Demon King's Palace!

This is an extremely magnificent square, the ground is paved with special white jade. Just standing on it will give people a refreshing feeling.

"Altar?" Ye Qingnan glanced at the square and soon discovered that the altar placed in the center had not been there when he first came to the Demon King's Hall, and it was obviously just arranged.

"Your Highness, please!"

At this time, Meng Yixiang made a gesture of invitation to Ye and signaled the other party to walk to the center of the altar.

"Uh..." Ye Qingnan was stunned for a moment and tentatively said, "Is there nothing special explanation for it?"

Looking at the formation in front of him, he always felt that he needed to pay attention to something to avoid unexpected situations!

As soon as he finished speaking, not far away, Wang Xishang frowned and said in a deep voice to Meng Yixiang: "The time has come, please don't waste your time again!"

"Hmph, start as soon as possible and end as soon as possible!" Feng Shenyu spoke at the same time. Even though his face was not angry, his words were extremely cold. Naturally, he did not want Meng Yixiang to help Ye Qingnan at this critical moment.

Meng Yixiang ignored them, but her thoughts moved slightly, and a soul power spread out...

At the same time, a solemn and worried voice sounded in Ye Qingnan's mind.

"Your Highness the Demon Lord, please remember that after entering the altar, remember to get rid of distracting thoughts and not think about anything!"

"Well...what if I was thinking about it?" Ye Qingnan responded tentatively.

"That's fine, someone will protect you!"

After a gentle and complex voice fell, Ye Qingnan saw Meng Yixiang making a gesture of invitation to him again.

"Okay!" Ye Qingnan nodded and soon walked to the altar. He hugged his hands with his chest, closed his eyes, and quietly felt the state of the Demon King's Eye.

He made a secret decision that once the Demon King Eye has any bad omen, he will teleport away without hesitation, and even... he will activate the Phoenix Seal!

After all, he only knew the general process of the ritual, and did not know how dangerous the ritual was, and whether it was possible to threaten his life!

Seeing Ye Qingnan take his seat, Meng Yixiang looked at the Eight King, and her already serious face suddenly became colder. She spoke in a deep voice: "Let's start!"

"Okay!" Wang Xishang nodded first, Yu Guang glanced at Feng Shenyu, and a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Feng Shenyu nodded and nodded: "Let's start!"

Soon, the nine kings soared into the air, surrounded the altar and hung in the void.

Buzz!

In an instant...

Tear-

A sharp hissing sound came out, and the space in front of the nine people became distorted. The next moment, a space crack suddenly broke open in front of each person, and a terrifying lightning flashed in the dark crack.

The lightning flashed just a moment, giving people the feeling that it could annihilate any creature in the world. Not to mention touching, it takes great courage to get closer.

"Is this the ability of a king?" Ye Qingnan looked up, staring at the scene in front of him, and his heart was longing... It won't take long, I can do it too!

but…

Before Ye Qingnan could finish his dream, a powerful energy surged out from the nine space cracks and rushed towards him. It was not spiritual power or soul power, but a more advanced power that can only be used by the king level...the power of origin!

Tear...

In the blink of an eye, the majestic energy submerged the altar, but did not hurt Ye Qingnan halfway, but formed something similar to the array pattern, which seemed to awaken something.

The next moment...

Boom! Roar! Roar!

A terrifying lightning flashed around the altar. Even though it was shining during the day, everyone in the field felt a palpitations of energy fluctuations.

"Go again!" Feng Shenyu grinned, his arms opened, and the crack in the space in front of him suddenly expanded. Then, a more violent energy burst out and rushed towards the altar.

"Add me!" Wang Xishang sneered. As soon as he finished speaking, the crack in the space in front of him expanded at the same time, and a large amount of original power poured into the altar.

"What are you two doing?" Meng Yixiang was shocked. He frowned and stared at Feng Shenyu and Wang Xishang, and scolded: "Are you planning to murder His Highness the Demon Lord?"

"Haha..." Wang Xishang grinned and smiled brightly, "Your words are so ugly. We are clearly helping His Royal Highness the Demon King to better accept the inheritance. How can we say it is a murder?"

"Or, your personal guard is afraid that this little energy will hurt Your Highness the Demon Lord?" Feng Shenyu frowned and then said in a deep voice: "If you can't even resist this little pressure, you should change to another Demon Lord as soon as possible!"

As he spoke, Feng Shenyu and Wang Xishang increased the transmission speed again, and the vast power of the original source continued to pour into the altar.

"And I!" Feng Xiaotian let out a low voice, and then exploded...

Not long after, except for Meng Yixiang and Zhang Chong, the other seven kings all burst out with a large amount of original power and poured into the altar without hesitation. They stopped until the energy of the altar was completely filled and even overflowed in large quantities.

"..." Meng Yixiang looked at the scene with her eyebrows. She didn't say anything anymore. She just held the palm hidden in her sleeves unconsciously. Perhaps because of the force, the fingertips carved like jade, penetrated into her palm, and a hint of pale appeared.

She knew very well that it did not take so much energy to activate the altar, but the kings in front of her were like this every time the throne ceremony, and this time it was even more excessive, and it directly filled the altar!

This has a great impact on the subsequent inheritance of the Demon Lord. If you are not careful, you may lose your life.

Although he knew that the Demon Lord was protected by the Phoenix Seal, he couldn't help but worry.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"After counting, this is the 666th place, or the one with a lower cultivation level in the first grade. It really makes me worry!" Wang Xishang laughed at this time, smiling extremely brightly.

"Your Highness, do you still remember how many demon kings fell here?" Feng Shenyu looked at Meng Yixiang with a smile at the same time, his smile was a bit joking.

"..." Meng Yixiang was too lazy to pay attention to it, but just stared at everything that happened in the altar with a deep eyebrow. The depth of her beautiful eyes was filled with deep worries.

soon…

A strange change occurred in the altar, and a black sword slowly appeared in the center of the altar, with a metallic luster all over the body. Even from a distance, you can feel the sharpness emitted by the sword and the arrogance of despising all living beings!

This is a sword with spirits, with spirits in the sword, and a sword spirit who has been silent in the sword for hundreds of years!

When the dark sword appeared, Wang Xishang and Feng Shenyu both showed joking expressions, staring at everything in the altar without blinking. They wanted to know... what would Ye Qingnan die!

Buzz!

As the sword emerged, a pressure suddenly suppressed the altar, and the flag inserted in the altar was instantly shattered.

"Phantom Spiritual Pressure!" Meng Yixiang frowned, and she murmured softly, falling into deeper worries.

The spiritual pressure of the illusion is exactly what she has always been worried about, and it is also the reason why the death rate of the new Demon Lords in previous generations is so high.

In this illusion, the inheritor needs to resist the powerful soul pressure and overcome all illusions in the illusion. If he cannot wake up in time and is addicted to this illusion, the other party's soul may be directly wiped out by the spiritual pressure!

"I hope... it's okay..." Meng Yixiang murmured softly.

Just then...

The nine kings suddenly noticed an abnormality, and they all changed their qualities...

"What's going on?"

"How is the energy of the altar shrinking?"

The Eight Kings frowned instantly, but didn't know that at this moment, Ye Qingnan's eyes completely fell into the system interface...

【Ding, energy source is detected, is it charged?】

【Recharge…】
Chapter completed!