"That idiot Fenhou!"

Chaos Realm, an unknown forbidden area.

Under the dark and grey canyon, there are countless corpses hidden, faintly in the fog that permeates the canyon, and occasionally there will be a flash of dead souls.

It was in such a ghostly land that the mysterious man in gray robe sat cross-legged on an altar of white bones, and his face hidden under his hood showed anger.

The troubles of the Northern Wuao tribe were instructed by him, and that trip to the holy land also had a significant impact on him.

Now that his cultivation level is falling, let alone causing trouble for Zhang Yifeng, or snatching the Taiwu Jue from Zhang Yifeng's hands.

"Yinshan, it's rare to see you look like."

This depression suddenly rose in the canyon filled with death and rugged bone forests, and the old man in Yinshan immediately felt a wake-up call.

No creature can step into this place, and no one should know his existence in this Chaos Realm except the Si Ming of Zhitian Si.

"Is it the Hoyun Siming of Zhitian Si?"

Thinking about this, the figure of the old man in Yinshan turned into nothingness and disappeared, hiding in the mist of the canyon, wandering above the Bones Forest. For a moment, the old man in Yinshan turned into this entire canyon.

Haoyun Siming is a real divine realm. If he is at the peak, he can still compete with Haoyun Siming. But if Haoyun Siming arrives in this world at this time, the only thing that will welcome him is death.

"Hide, tens of thousands of years have passed, and you are still not as brave as you are! "

A hint of joke appeared in the majestic voice, and a gloomy smile appeared on the face of the old man in Yinshan under the gray robe, and his figure broke out from the bone forest.

In the bone forest under the canyon, a figure seemed to slowly walk out in the dark and gray mist.

When he saw the person coming clearly, the old man in Yinshan jokingly said: I didn’t expect that Baidi hadn’t refined you yet!”

As soon as the words came, the person laughed loudly, and the sound exploded in the canyon like thunder. The surrounding stone walls even cracked inch by the laughter.

The man had two strong men combined, and his naked chest was gray-black, as if on the muscles made of hard rocks, there were magic patterns flashing like slurry.

The most special thing is that there are three arm bones hanging on the left and right under the ribs. The arm bones alone are thicker than ordinary people's waists. Putting aside the two intact arms, the six arm bones on the left and right are hanging under the body, adding to the evil.

This is a demon, and it is also an imperial realm among demons.

Eight Bone Demon Emperor.

If the disciples of the Demon-Slaying Sect are here, they will definitely know that the Eight Bone Demon Emperors in front of them are the nine demon emperors suppressed in the Chaos Tower of the Demon-Slaying Sect and one of the demon emperors.

Although it is the last level, the strength of the Eight Bone Demon Emperor cannot be underestimated.

"If you want to refine, the first one should be your little slut."

The Eight Bone Demon Emperor suddenly smiled, and his sharp teeth grinned, making the smile even more ferocious. Before the old man in Yinshan could react, the Eight Bone Demon Emperor had already pinched the old man in Yinshan's neck and picked it up from the ground.

"Where is the Taiwu inheritance?"

A voice like a croaking metal and iron came from the mouth of the Eight Bone Demon Emperor. The old man in Yinshan was about to say something, but a red light flashed in the Eight Bone Demon Emperor's eyes: "Don't think of lying to me, I have been tempered in the Chaos Tower, and I know more than you."

As soon as this was said, the old man from Yinshan struggled and said, "I didn't get it in the holy land of falling bones, otherwise how could I hide here and survive!"

Hearing this, the Eight Bone Demon Emperor snorted coldly and threw it away casually. The old man in Yinshan threw out dozens of feet, dragging a raised dust on the ground.

He got up from the ground in a panic, but the old man in Yinshan had no intention of fighting back or running away.

"They have already started to take action in Chongyang. Emperor Zhenwu has arrived in this world to pacify the torrent of chaos and disrupt all the plans of the Demon-Slaying Sect."

The Eight Bone Demon Emperor sat on the white bone altar with a golden sword, with his arms on his knees, and his eyes pierced through the mist and fell on the old man in Yinshan.

"What!"

As soon as this statement came out, the old man in Yinshan was shocked.

As the old man in Yinshan with the weakest cultivation among the nine demon emperors, if the three immortal emperors begin to refine them with the rhythm of transformation of Taoism, then he must be the first one to refine them.

Looking at the surprise on the face of the old man in Yinshan, the Eight Bone Demon Emperor seemed to enjoy the fear from the old man in Yinshan, showing a satisfied look: "My external incarnation is different from you. If Chongyang and others were allowed to detect the scapegoat you left in the Chaos Tower, what would you think?"

The one who is undergoing refining in the Chaos Tower is not its original body, but the scapegoat he forcibly found from the endless torrent of time with secret techniques, and is undergoing refining by the Chaos Tower instead.

This secret method caused the old man in Yinshan to fall from the Demon Emperor and to the Demon Lord, and even once was no different from a mortal.

Now five hundred years have passed, and finally the supreme fortune has appeared in his sight, and the Taiwu inheritance also appears. Everything is based on the calculation of the old man in Yinshan. However, a sudden change has occurred, but the old man in Yinshan cannot bear the price.

Previously, the three great immortal emperors coveted the existence of the Chaos Torrent. For five hundred years, they were only using their own power in the Chaos Tower, but they did not think about completely refining it.

But now the torrent of chaos that the three great immortal emperors feared was dispersed. If they were to refine them, he would definitely be the first one to refine them.

After realizing his methods, he will inevitably die.

"Yinshan, you only have one chance to survive."

The Eight Bone Demon Emperor stretched out a finger and opened his bloody mouth and laughed: "Break into the Demon-Slaying Sect, defeat the Chaos Tower, and release us, otherwise you will definitely be the first to die!"

"What!"

Upon hearing this, the old man in Yinshan flashed his face with disbelief and anger, which was no different from asking him to go directly to die.

"You'd better think clearly. After all, time is enough for me, but not enough for you."

The Eight Bone Demon Emperor stood up, suddenly remembered something, and added: "If I remember correctly, it seems that what you are best at is the secret method of time? Then you must cherish time!"

Accompanied by the deafening laughter, the Eight Bone Demon Emperor disappeared from the sight of the old man in Yinshan.

When this breath completely disappeared, the anger and surprise on the face of the old man in Yinshan disappeared, and instead he was filled with gloomy smiles: "I am a demon, what a fool!"
Chapter completed!