One Hundred and Eighty-Seven. Persecuting People Into Demons

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Yan Zhaoge's sword light stopped the bloodline that was about to be withdrawn from the black mist.

In this way, the blood line will not dissipate, Yan Zhaoge can follow the blood line and directly reach the core of the formation pivot, and no longer need to spend energy to continue to deduce and search.

Yan Zhaoge breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the pair of gloves that had been left on the ground after Xue Wuya died.

The glove, which was originally blood-red, gradually faded at this time, revealing its original black color.

Yan Zhaoge was a little bit interested: "A high-grade treasure soldier, at that moment, actually had the power to approach a low-grade spirit soldier temporarily? Although it is temporary, it will take a long time to recover after the incident, but it is quite an interesting method."

A warrior like Xue Wuya who is almost like a single gang, even if he joins Jueyuan, as a master, it is difficult to get spiritual soldiers.

"You can't underestimate the wisdom of others. After the Great Destruction, there are many talented people who have come up with a lot of skills." Yan Zhaoge put away his gloves: "I have time to study it later."

He raised his head and looked in the direction where the blood line extended, and squinted slightly: "First solve the big issue in front of you."

Yan Zhaoge followed the blood line all the way, and in the black mist in front of him, red light like lightning flashed from time to time.

The ground under my feet began to rise and fall, like waves.

Looking down, you can see countless complex incantations running back and forth like running water.

After approaching the core area of ​​the formation hub, the formation patterns here became more and more intricate and intertwined.

The powerful aura pulsates and oscillates constantly.

The terrifying aura that confuses people's minds and makes people fear and lose their minds is also more and more intense, as if it has formed a substance, drilling into every pore on the surface of the human body. Makes you feel suffocated.

Yan Zhaoge calmed down and walked all the way forward, suddenly feeling a burst of heart palpitations.

The entire Demon Realm world seemed to be shaking. And that terrifying aura suddenly soared!

Yan Zhaoge's eyes narrowed: "This is the boundary between the Nine Netherworld and the Eight Great Worlds. It's getting weaker and weaker. The gap is looming, and it's about to really tear a gap!"

Although in the demon realm. But Yan Zhaoge could feel that inside and outside the Demon Realm, the battles between the major holy places and the Jueyuan martial artist were even more intense!

The Gate of Nine Serenities is about to really open.

In addition to the Zhuolang Pavilion, other holy places also have experts to help, and it is gradually difficult for Jueyuan martial artists to resist.

But as the aura of Jiuyou became stronger and stronger, all the warriors who fell into the devil also had a faint momentum of rising!

In particular, Yan Zhaoge could clearly feel the magic formation at the bottom of the lake. After connecting the power of Jiuyou, the power began to become stronger and stronger.

Not only does it distort time and space, but also opens the portal to the Nine Serenities. During the operation of this magic formation, it even starts to turn its back on the defense, helping the Martial Artist of the Abyss and suppressing the masters of the major holy places!

Yan Zhaoge looked up at the dark fog in the sky, and muttered to herself, "The backup plan really didn't work. It's time to work hard. The Master of the Turbid Wave Pavilion shouldn't be slow to respond, right?"

Six holy places in the world. Guangcheng Mountain and Cangmang Mountain have holy soldiers but no martial arts, and each of the other four has a martial arts.

The first powerhouse of the Zhuolang Pavilion, the current pavilion master Fanyun Wusheng. "Trouble waves and clouds" An Qinglin is the only female Martial Saint in the Eight Great Worlds, and the world's number one female master.

Although it strictly adheres to neutrality and does not easily involve foreigners, the Zhuolang Pavilion is as guarded as an iron barrel on this one-third of Zeyu's land. It is difficult for others to intervene easily.

That is to say, the power of the Nine Nether Demons, which corrupts people into the invisible and invisible, can barely penetrate.

But when such a big thing happened in Zeyu, An Qinglin couldn't just sit back and ignore it.

Although the distance is thousands of miles away, at the speed of Wu Sheng, it does not take too long to get here from the gate of Zhuolang Pavilion.

The only thing Yan Zhaoge was worried about was that since the enemy knew his own plans well, then there should be some countermeasures for subsequent changes.

Yan Zhaoge didn't know if there was a Martial Sage in the Jueyuan Organization, or if there was a powerhouse that could rival a Martial Sage with the power of the Demonic Realm.

But he knew that if the enemy planned ahead of time, the flame demons in the East China Sea would take the opportunity to create chaos, forming a two-sided attack, and the inside should cooperate with the outside. No time to come alone.

"So, it's really a headache to have a traitor."

Yan Zhaoge rubbed his temples, sighed, and moved on.

Following the line of blood, Yan Zhaoge walked all the way, and saw that in the dark mist in front of him, a faint light began to appear.

The further forward he walked, the more dazzling the light became, the blood was red, and it looked terrifying and terrifying.

Yan Zhaoge passed through the black fog, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Under the shroud of red light, the huge area was blank, and only the most central place stood a building that looked like a tall tower.

The whole body of the tower is golden, but it emits a blood-red brilliance, and countless arrays of shining black light gather in all directions and concentrate on the tower.

The black pattern, like a chain of black chains, is tightly wrapped around the tower.

Yan Zhaoge looked intently, and found that this golden tower was rising from the ground, and it seemed that its height was gradually increasing.

The ground below the tower kept rolling, as if it had life, and the soil kept crowding towards the tower, adding to it and rising.

At the top of the golden tower, the red lights shone, vaguely, as if forming a portal!

This red light gate is projected on the ground in front of the tower.

What caught Yan Zhaoge's attention was that the red door of light in the air was vibrating continuously at this time, shuddering, as if it would open at any time.

And on the ground in front of the tower, the projection of the red light gate kept shaking.

The gap between the two doors was twisting constantly, causing the ground to twist violently.

It seems that something is about to drill out from the ground, tearing the ground into a huge abyss crack.

Yan Zhaoge's expression became serious. The red light gate on the tower was the result of the formation, and the projection on the ground was the real gate of the Nine Serenities that was about to open.

If the gap is really opened and turned into something that actually exists, what the abyss below leads to is not the bottom of the eight great worlds, nor the soil and rocks at the bottom of Qingzhe Lake.

It was the legendary Jiuyou!

Just by looking at the appearance of this portal, you know that it is about to open.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes flashed, and he saw that there were still several people near the distorted red light gate projection on the ground.

One of them was Liu Shengfeng who was defeated by singer Yan Zhao!

At this moment, his eyes are yellow, his eyes are red, and he has clearly fallen into a demon.

Beside Liu Shengfeng, there were two other warriors, with the same slightly neurotic and hideous smile on their faces as Liu Shengfeng, who were also demon fallen.

In front of the three of them, five of them collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Yan Zhaoge glanced over and saw that they were all people he knew.

Ye Chongzhou, Ruan Ping, Li Jingwan, Xiao Yu, Zhang Yao. (To be continued.)