The great abyss.
In the chaos, a huge world of red, black, deep purple, mixed with dark green and gray stands forever in the chaos.
From the outside, the structure of this world is similar to a spiral staircase, with the bottom layer leading to the deepest part of chaos.
This world is called the Abyss World, and the size of the Abyss World is extremely huge even in the entire chaos.
It's so huge that it's rare.
It is precisely because of its huge size that legends of the abyss are spread throughout the multiverse and planes.
In fact, there are legends circulating in many planes that the lower the Abyssal Plane, the more powerful the Abyss Demon Lord is, but in fact this is not the case.
"Of course, this is true in big data, but just like humans have geniuses, there are also rare exceptions among the demon lords of the abyss. The demon lord of the seventh level of the abyss is a famous exception." Zhu Yan leaned on the hill. Said to Gao Peng and the others.
"Then what's the lord's name?"
"How strong is it?"
Xiao Huang and the others asked impatiently.
Zhu Yan cleared his throat, "The full name of the demon lord of the seventh level of the abyss is Death Storm - Crow of Darkness. This name cannot be called directly in the abyss. Of course, we are in Jiutian now, so there is no problem in calling him by his name directly. .
As for how strong it is, it once fought with the Xuanwu God among the Four Sacred Appearances and escaped unscathed. "
"Tch." Xiao Huang curled his lips, thinking he was awesome, but in the end it was just a record of escaping unscathed, and all his strength was lost.
"Ahem, in fact, being able to fight with Xuanwu God and escape unscathed is already very strong. Xuanwu God once killed the demon lord on the fifty-fifth floor of the abyss, and it didn't take much effort."
"What's the name of the demon lord on the fifty-fifth floor?" Xiao Huang asked impatiently.
"Uh..." Zhu Yan was stunned. Bai Ze didn't seem to have told me this.
How should I answer.
One second, two seconds, three seconds passed.
"I still have something to do at home. I'll see you tomorrow. See you there." Zhu Yan stood up to say goodbye and turned around to leave.
Only Xiao Huang and Da Zi were still confused about why Zhu Yan suddenly returned, but Pang Dahai and Gao Peng guessed what was going on and looked at each other with a smile.
At night, the monsters chasing demons outside basically return to the base camp to rest.
Only the remaining demons are left lingering in the wild.
There is also a moon in the boundary vortex battlefield, which is a projection of the moon drawn from the nine heavens.
The bright moonlight illuminated the black earth.
Most of the valuable corpses on the main battlefield have been moved away, leaving only some low-level corpses of little value remaining on the battlefield.
The desolate battlefield looked a bit eerie.
A shadow appeared in the corner of the battlefield.
Lurking in the shadows is a little black-skinned demon who is less than one meter tall and can be called a miniature dwarf in the demon clan.
The purpose of the little black-skinned devil was very clear. He first carefully observed the surroundings to make sure there was no one lurking in the dark, then he turned into a ball of shadow and swam towards the center of the battlefield.
There was no trace of its movements, lurking in the shadows like a swimming fish.
Finally stopping, the little black-skinned devil raised its head, with a white mark between its eyebrows.
The little devil knelt down on one knee and used the dried blood on the surrounding corpses to draw a sacrificial formation.
Black-red mist floated over the formation, and the little devil's body twitched and fell to the ground unconscious.
After a while, the little devil opened his eyes and slowly floated up from the ground.
The arms are raised outward, and the legs are floating in the void.
A strange red light appeared in his eyes.
"The familiar world vortex battlefield." The hoarse voice said from the little devil's mouth. "Hohoho, let me give you a big gift~"
The little devil's body disintegrated, like a candle melted by high temperature, including the eyes, wings, and body, all turned into a puddle of black solution and sank into the soil.
One thousand meters underground.
A silkworm cocoon made of blood-colored silk threads lay underground, with countless densely packed blood-red silk threads extending from the surface of the cocoon, just like plant roots filling the entire earth.
It is sucking the death energy and blood from the entire battlefield.
The black solution submerged into the cocoon.
A quarter of an hour later, there was movement in the cocoon.
Contracting inward, then slowly expanding outward, like a beating heart.
... ...
"We collected the corpses on the battlefield." A foreign messenger who looked to be in his thirties walked in front, followed by his beast, the black and white long-tailed ape. Looking at the deserted battlefield, a smile appeared on the face of the alien ambassador. It seems that I came very early today, and there is still no one there even now.
Black and white vervet apes move very quickly.
He easily picked up two corpses and put them on his shoulders.
The foreign messenger identified the corpses in the pile of corpses, trying to select the corpses with higher value.
After all, it takes a lot of time and energy to go back and forth, so it is natural to maximize the benefits.
"Roar!" He heard his beast roaring uneasily.
The imperial envoy's face became solemn, he stopped picking out the corpses and prepared to leave here immediately.
Turning around, a dark figure was almost nose to nose with him.
"Ah." The imperial envoy was startled and leaned back.
Only then did he clearly see the shape of the black figure in front of him - a blood-stained scarecrow.
There were more than a dozen eyeballs hanging on the scarecrow's eyes. The green blood vessels on the eyeballs and the size of the eyeballs gave him a terrifying guess in his heart.
The Scarecrow's upper body was covered with a battle uniform of an alien warrior, with a blood-stained identity plate hanging on the chest of the battle suit.
"You..." The alien envoy stepped back repeatedly and fell to the ground with a thud.
But what made him relieved was that the scarecrow made no next move and just stood there quietly.
The foreign messenger stood up and ran back.
Bang.
Suddenly something knocked over.
When he turned around, he saw a scarecrow knocked to the ground.
The straw on the scarecrow's face parted, revealing the black hole inside, and he said faintly: "You touched me, so... let's play a game~"
Gulu.
The alien knight pretended to retreat, and the black and white long-tailed ape had already run behind him and stood at the feet of his beast. The nervousness in the alien knight's heart also eased a lot.
"Kill it!" the foreign envoy ordered fiercely.
play games? I'm going to play a stupid game with you.
The scarecrow had no expression on his face, raised his right hand, and made a slight upward movement.
A rusty hook emerges from the scarecrow and sinks into the body of the black-and-white ape.
Then the lifelike soul of a black-and-white vervet ape is locked in an iron hook.
The foreign envoy's neck stiffened, thinking that he had been tricked into something.
The black and white vervet monkey fell to the ground with a clang.
The blood contract of the death of the beast came back, and the foreign warrior vomited out a mouthful of blood. His whole body seemed to be drained, as if he had not slept for three days, and he was instantly sluggish.
"Shall we play a game?" The scarecrow's voice echoed in his ears.
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