Chen Lang's drop of blood slowly rolled in the blood tank, and the runes on the earth seemed to be ignited, emitting a dark red light like blood.

The blood-colored light flashed and disappeared, like breathing.

There were whimpers like wild beasts when they were gnawing, and demonic energy surged out wildly, entangled and roared, devouring each other, and strange energy fluctuations surged.

Chen Lang keenly realized that this energy fluctuation and the previous sensing summons came from the same force.

Suddenly, the two of them changed their faces, and the ground they were on turned into a swampy form. They pulled their feet and wanted to pull them down.

Chen Lang subconsciously wanted to break free, but he was shocked to find that the power in his body had been sealed, and even his soul power was as silent as stagnant water, not driven by himself at all.

When I turned around and found that Zhao Wan'er was the same as him.

Fortunately, the two are together now and are not separated.

Chen Lang sent a voice transmission: "The man under the altar can seal our original power at will. He has never encountered this method before. He is likely to have surpassed the realm of a cultivator, and is even higher than the Taoist practice of the sword demon senior. When you deal with that person later, you must be careful in everything."[

Zhao Wan'er also knew that she was powerful and immediately remembered Chen Lang's explanation.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them had completely submerged under the altar.

At the same time, the altar became what it was before, and the runes on the earth stopped flashing and returned to peace.

The two of them seemed to be dragged away by a giant man. Their bodies were not controlled by themselves, and they were covered in darkness around them, and they didn't know where they were going.

As they passed by, the sound of several huge rocks rubbing against each other in the flood came to their ears. Rumble, rumbling! Even if they were still as powerful as before, their hearts were beating wildly and their cold sweat was flowing.

There seemed to be another unknown force in this voice.

Chen Lang couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Damn it, here is so weird, I don't know what's underneath?"

However, Chen Lang could only think about it in his heart, and now he couldn't speak at all.

Slowly, as if after a century, the roar around stopped and a gray light began to appear in front of me. Although the gray light gave people a feeling of depression, at least it was no longer impossible to see anything like before.

Chen Lang looked around and found himself passing by a ball of sticky liquid.

Before Chen Lang could find out what this viscous liquid was, his thoughts were interrupted by something further away.

The huge black pillars floating out of thin air seemed to support the place! And there seemed to be more than one, and there were several trance shadows in the distance.

Unfortunately, their power is now sealed, and their divine thoughts cannot be used, otherwise they can use their divine thoughts to carefully investigate.

As they kept approaching, the pillars in front of them were as wide as the walls that protected a great country.

When Chen Lang's magic eyes saw the pillar, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning and said, "What pure yin energy is made of the best pure yin material. How many pure yin materials do you need to make such a thing?"[

The surface of the pillar body is engraved with various demons, Feitian Yasha, Asura, Feitian Witch...

The above content seems to describe the origin, reproduction, rise and fall of the demon race, war, various small things that happen in daily life... and even farming.

The demons can still farm? Chen Lang couldn't imagine it, but this was indeed recorded on the pillar.

This pillar body is like a record of notes!

Looking down, I found that at the bottom was a demon with three heads and six arms, a hideous shape, holding the pillar with both hands.

Chen Lang and the others passed by the pillar in a daze, and their hearts were shocked.

When Chen Lang and the others passed by the pillar, they felt like they were pressed by a mountain, and the pressure came from all directions, squeezing their bodies.

But when they were sent out of the pillar, they found that the surrounding scenes were different from those seen outside, and they turned into another appearance, and the pillar behind them was gone.

It seems that what they passed by just now was a powerful barrier.

The pressure before disappeared suddenly, and most importantly, the power that had been sealed returned to their bodies.

At this time, Chen Lang began to carefully observe the surrounding scenes.

The light emitted from somewhere, with the breath of ancient times, reflects this vast world into chaos.

I don’t know what the vitality here is composed of, either an immortal, a demon, a Buddha, or a demon, it is mysterious and mysterious, as sticky as a paste.

Chen Lang inhaled a breath of energy and immediately derived various forces, spiritual energy, demon energy, Buddha power, and even soul power in his body.

"This..." Zhao Wan'er also found that her vitality was unusual, her mouth was wide open, and she could almost stuff an egg.

"Father! I finally waited for you!" A childish voice echoed in the empty space.

Chen Lang and the others were shocked, and they didn't notice anyone approaching.

Following the sound, a baby as dark as ink, naked as he was looking at Chen Lang with a burning gaze.

"Demonic Infant?" Zhao Wan'er took a breath and looked at Chen Lang suspiciously, "Why did he call you a father?"

Chen Lang shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

Chen Lang's eyes looked at the demon baby's deep pupils that made people tremble. A strange feeling surged in his heart. He couldn't explain what it was. He was both familiar and strange, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Suddenly, Chen Lang felt a hot chest, as if Rao Hong's soldering iron was pressed against his chest, and he looked into his chest.

The nine-headed candle dragon tattoo appeared again, and the last tattoo appeared was when he felt the familiar fluctuation of energy.

Chen Lang asked: "Why did you call me a father?"

The demon baby said, "Because there is also the same pattern on my father."

Chen Lang pointed to the nine-headed Zhulong on his chest and said, "Are you talking about this?"

The demon baby nodded.

Chen Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "I think you recognized the wrong person. I am not your father. The 'Nine-Headed Candle Dragon' on his chest appeared inexplicably. I don't know what happened. If you think I am your father like this, it would be too hasty."

The demon baby shook his head, and his pupils seemed to have become deeper. "I have been here for billions of years. Over the years, my mission has been to wait for my father to appear. Even this place forbidden demons outside was summoned by me with divine power in order to attract my father. I am very sure that you are my father."

"The Forbidden Demon Land..." Zhao Wan'er murmured and repeated the words from the demon baby's mouth. Suddenly, she exclaimed: "The Forbidden Demon Land you are talking about is the Holy Demon Island?"

The Demon Infant seemed not to hate Zhao Wan'er, and actually smiled at her and said, "I don't know what the Holy Demon Island is. Maybe it's what people outside you call it. Seven billions of years ago, a big world was destroyed by a great master. The powerful fluctuations made me temporarily wake up from my sleep. After another 100 million years, I felt that there was a place in a barrier to the world where the demonic energy was not too thin, so I took it, and slightly changed the law of time and space inside, and it became a place for forbidden demons. I hope it could attract my father to appear earlier."

Zhao Wan'er's scalp was numb when she heard it. She knew that the demon baby was right, but that was it that way, that was really terrible. How powerful would it take to absorb a large piece of space out of thin air?

She said: "Seven billion years ago...how long have you been sleeping?"

A trace of confusion appeared on the demon baby's face and said, "How long have I forgotten... I have forgotten. I was created by a trace of original power that my father retained in the dark, and I have experienced more than ten years of replacement."

Zhao Wan'er was completely shocked and could not speak.

Chen Lang couldn't help but feel anxious and said, "You said I am your father, then who is your father?"

This sounds awkward, but it is indeed a question in Chen Lang's mind.

The Demon Infant said respectfully: "The Father is the most powerful and selfish God, the creator of all living things, the origin of everything and the origin of the universe."

At this moment, the magic baby's face was filled with inexplicable brilliance, and his language was filled with magic power that could penetrate people's hearts. He seemed to be luring prey, and then said: "You have the same power as your father, the kind of power that can create everything."

Chen Lang seemed to be possessed, and almost fell down, sweating all over, muttering: "You mean, soul power."

The Demon Infant said meaningfully: "In this era, there is another person with the breath of soul power, and relying on his own understanding, he has made him practice to the limit to the peak of the realm of creation. But he is different from his father. His father is the person chosen and can cultivate to the realm of the universe."

The giant with a nine-headed candle dragon wrapped around Chen Lang's heart appeared in his heart.

"Didn't the scene I've seen before actually happened?"

Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from Chen Lang's body.

Chen Lang was stunned and pinched a magic seal with one hand.

Buzz!

A black light flew out of the dantian like a swimming fish, and instantly turned into a three-foot-long sword - it was the Yanshui Sword.

Chen Lang couldn't help but feel a little strange because there was a wave of excitement coming from Yan Shui Sword.

He looked at Yan Shui Jian and Demon Infant, and suddenly, he understood something.

The demon baby was created by the "father" he mentioned, and the sword Linglinger in Yanshui's sword was created by Pluto.

Although Ling'er cannot escape from the Yanshui Sword and does not have entities like a demon baby, both are created by the same force.

The demon baby was overjoyed, and Yan Shui Jian was also excited to fly around in front of the demon baby.

Buzz! Buzz!

Yan Shuijian made a buzzing sound as if responding.

"That's great. It turns out that I'm not lonely. There are people like me. Hey, you don't have a physical body. It seems that the person who created you has not had enough understanding of soul power. Well, let me help you condense the physical body."

As he said that, the demon baby quickly pinched his hands, and in an instant he had already used hundreds of millions of magic tricks. The vital vital energy around him was quickly extracted by the demon baby, and condensed into a cloud in front of him. The large number of colorful runes flying like happy butterflies, flying beside the clouds.

Suddenly, the demon baby stopped pinching his fingers and grabbed out of thin air, grabbing a ball of air from Yanshui's sword.

Chen Lang's heart was already in his throat. He knew that the mass of air was Ling'er. Now it was the critical time. After doing it well, Ling'er had his own body and became a living life. If he couldn't do it well, Ling'er would have to scatter and disappear and would never exist.

The demon baby's face was as solid as a rock, and the ancient well was not wavering. He skillfully threw Ling'er's origin into the clouds in front of him.

boom!

After the cloud group absorbed Ling'er's origin, the runes also entered at the same time.

The clouds began to shrink continuously.
Chapter completed!