The demon god Lu Wu, in the right position!

The demon god Zhu Yan, in full position!

The various strange phenomena on the corresponding statues of the two demon gods are like shouting loudly, telling the sad end of Lu Wu and Zhu Yan in the ears of Zhang Fan and Kunpeng. ## Must go to read novels##

After only a few breaths, the two demon gods fell into Mangcang and were in the Divine Stone Palace.

In this divine stone palace, the Dharma image seemed to be affected by a mysterious influence. It was clearly close to you, and neither Zhang Fan nor Kunpeng had found any trace of the Dharma image flying into the right position. It seemed that as soon as you entered the divine stone palace, it was absorbed, swallowed, and condensed onto the statue of the demon god.

It doesn’t matter how the Dharma comes from. The key is the fall of the two demon gods Lu Wu and Zhu Yan.

"They can't escape after all."

The Great Saint Kunpeng sighed, a little regretful and a little sad. A strong man of a generation has endured tens of thousands of years, but he fell outside the Divine Stone Palace in the last step. Isn’t it sad!

"With Jiuying's careful preparation, Zhang had all kinds of means to protect himself, and he almost felt regretful, let alone Lu Wu and Zhu Yan were unable to defend themselves, and they were defeated by the few. This result would be just a matter of time."

Zhang Fan did not have as much emotion as the Great Saint Kunpeng, but just said lightly.

As he said, this result was already destined after Zhulong burst out the power of Dharma images accumulated over tens of thousands of years in one fell swoop and used his strongest natal magical power - Huiming Tiandi.

After a moment, Zhang Fan's eyes moved away from the demon statue of Lu Wu and Zhu Yan, and condensed on the throne of the demon emperor above.

This occupies the best position in the Divine Stone Palace, and is like a throne that gathers all the power of the Divine Stone Palace into a furnace. It was originally covered by smoke and clouds all year round, and its eyes could not be penetrated and its divine thoughts could not be penetrated. It could only be seen vaguely standing in it, like a creeping tiger.

At this time, I don’t know whether it was illuminated by the spiritual light that exploded when Lu Wu and Zhu Yan were in full throne, or as the more and more demon gods were in full throne, this throne couldn’t help but show its true face.

"Boom!"

The silent roar was shaking, shaking the soul itself, and the Divine Stone Palace seemed to be still, and it was like a violent tremor. The strange state between movement and stillness made Zhang Fan and Kunpeng look intently.

Wherever you see, the smoke and clouds around the throne seemed to explode with the silent roar, gradually dissipating, revealing the divine stone throne covered in it. ## Must go to read novels##

The throne is about three feet high, with handrails on both sides, and the ancient wilderness earth pattern behind it. At the top is the Lingxiao Demon God Heavenly Court in the Clouds.

It is simple and simple, and magnificent. This is the true throne of the Demon Emperor, the Lord of Heaven and Earth. If you think the throne of the Demon Emperor in the Temple of Gods is not just like this.

The gold is forged and the dragon is full of patterns. It is just that the emperor on earth cannot represent the supreme power of heaven, so it is created with the secular dignity. When it reaches the point where the ancient demon emperor is powerful, there is only such a simple and magnificent throne that matches his identity.

When Zhang Fan's eyes slowly moved up from the throne's throne as the clouds dissipated, and moved to the handrail position, he seemed to have suddenly seen something strange, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da~~"

It's like knocking on a chess piece, and the lights are heard; it's like the sound of tying the door in the middle of the night... This strange sound came from the throne of the Demon Emperor, and its source was the handrail position where Zhang Fan was staring at.

As the "da da da" sound gradually became clear, a slender and powerful palm pressed his fingers and gently knocked on the handrail of the throne unconsciously.

"This is……"

Zhang Fan's expression suddenly became solemn. As his eyes turned, he first knocked on the palm of the handrail, followed by the arm covered with wide sleeves, and then a figure in a black and gorgeous costume... His eyes couldn't help but turn into a sigh.

In a trance, he could not tell what was happening on the throne of the demon emperor. Zhang Fan only saw a man in a black robe sitting on it. At his feet, there were billions of creatures and powerful demon gods, bowing their heads and bowing, without stopping.

"Demon King!"

"This is... the first generation of demon king?!"

Zhang Fan's expression changed and could not be described, but one thing can be confirmed. The existence on the throne in front of him must be the first generation of demon kings.

Just a knock on the handrail action made all demons in the world crawl at their feet and feel silent. Among them, there are also many powerful ancient demon gods, such as the source body of the seventy-two superior Dharma images.

All kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, which did not prevent Zhang Fan's gaze from continuing to move upwards, and finally condensed on the face of the figure on the throne.

"He..." "Who will it be?"

Zhang Fan's thoughts just moved, and the figure sitting upright on the Demon Emperor's throne barely revealed his true face. **The fastest update**

“Huh?!”

Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel surprised. He would not be surprised if the person on the throne was his own appearance or the shape of a demon god. However, he still looked disappointed when he saw it.

It seems to have a chaotic aura, weaving a veil to cover up the true appearance of the first demon emperor.

It was gray and empty, as if under the crown, inside the robe, above the throne... it was just empty and mist supported.

Zhang Fan's disappointment had just emerged, and the situation on the throne changed again.

When it bursts out, it is the brightness of the sun; it shines on all living beings and rises to the east.

The figure on the throne of the Demon Emperor was missing, bathed in the sunlight, and the wild reliefs on the back of the chair were squatting high above the nine heavens. They were all covered by the brilliance of the sun and were not truly visible.

After the throne, the red sun hangs high, and the sky is glorious.

Among them, there was a golden crow with three legs standing empty, two wings spreading, and crying at the sky... Just as Zhang Fan was immersed in it, a voice sounded in his ears, pulling him back to reality.

"Donghuang, what are you looking at?"

Looking back in the voice, the person who spoke was the Great Saint Kunpeng. This meaning was meaningful, not just a simple question.

Unlike Zhang Fan, he never set his eyes on the throne, but stared at more than 60 statues of demon gods in the throne, as if he was remembering the ancient times, the seventy-two great saints sang wildly, with the ambition to slander the world, and had the strength to overthrow the world.

"Master Kunpeng, what do you mean by saying this? Please give me instructions!"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and noticed the actions of the Great Saint Kunpeng, and immediately spoke out of doubt.

"Donghuang doesn't know anything."

The Great Saint Kunpeng smiled bitterly, turned his gaze to the throne, and then his whole body trembled, as if it was half swallowed and absorbed by the things.

"The Demon Emperor's throne of the Divine Stone Palace, any demon god at any time, as long as he stands in front of the throne, everything he sees is different."

"What you see is different?" Zhang Fan's heart moved, thinking.

"Good, completely different."

The Great Saint Kunpeng nodded, shook his head again, and finally set his eyes on the throne of the Demon Emperor.

"As I think at this moment, the person sitting on the throne is like when I, Kunpeng, became the Demon Emperor, and so are others."

"If there is anything similar, it means that everyone can only see themselves when they look at it!"

Zhang Fan frowned and said, "How could this happen?"

He could almost imagine that when the Divine Stone Palace was first established, a group of demon gods looked up at the Demon King's throne in the Divine Stone Palace hall, and finally saw the situation when he sat high above him.

Chaos and ambitions will surely blind their hearts like the smoke and clouds on the throne.

"I don't know." The Great Saint Kunpeng smiled bitterly: "No one knows, Jiufeng doesn't know, Bai Ze doesn't know, and we don't know, so we can only guess that maybe it's the role of the Divine Stone Palace itself."

"Um!"

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, but did not say that what he saw was not himself. He was different from the demon gods. They did not know what the first demon emperor looked like. However, Zhang Fan had long believed in his heart that there was no other possibility except for the golden crow of the sun.

"Thank you, Master Kunpeng, for your wake-up."

Zhang Fan smiled and said to the Great Sage Kunpeng. He said this, the reminder was obvious.

The Great Sage Kunpeng smiled self-deprecatingly. Just as he was about to say something, he opened his mouth, but no sound was heard. At the same time, Zhang Fan's expression moved, his arms trembled. If he wanted to lift it, he could not move at all, and suddenly became solemn.

At that moment, it seemed as if everything in the world was frozen, and whether it was the voice of the Great Saint Kunpeng or the movements of Zhang Fan, they were frozen in this moment.

Immediately, with a "boom", a shocking sound, overturning the world.

"not good!"

Zhang Fan and the Great Saint Kunpeng shouted in unison, and everything in front of him, the throne of the Demon Emperor and the statues of the Seventy-two Demon Gods, were trembling violently, with mottled light and shadows and dazzled.

“Rumbling ~ Rumble ~~”

The Divine Stone Palace was shaking violently, as if an ancient giant raised the sky with his hands and threw the Divine Stone Palace out, smashing countless mountains, and finally crashed into the earth, leaving behind a sudden pit.

No one knew how long the vibration lasted. It seemed like a moment, or an eternity. When everything stopped, Zhang Fan and Kunpeng’s Great Saint were all reflected by the light of spirit.

"This is……"

For a moment, the two of them had no time to consider why the Divine Stone Palace had such an unusual situation. They just frowned and looked at the source of the spirit.

There is boundless darkness. A giant snake winds out from it, long for thousands of miles, with a human face and snake body, which is regarded as day, sleeping as night, blowing as winter, calling as summer, and breathing as wind... The eyes are like candlelight, and penetrate the darkness!

——Zhulong!

The one who is full of spirit is the statue of the ancient demon god Zhulong.

"Zhulong?!"

"How could it be?"

Both Zhang Fan and Kunpeng's Great Saint both changed their expressions. It was not surprising that Lu Wu and Zhu Yan fell to the right position before. However, Zhu Long's reign had squandered all the power of his natal magical powers that had been accumulated for the Jiuying Plan without hesitation, which shows the level of trust between the two parties.

Lu Wu, Zhu Yan is dead, Qiongqi, Zhulong and Jiuying are one, so... "How did Zhulong die?"

In the Divine Stone Palace, Zhang Fan and Kunpeng, no matter how powerful they are, they can't stand what happened in the Mang Cangshan area outside the invisible barrier? They just frowned and watched the spirit light gradually condense on the Zhulong statue, and the demon god was in the right position!

"The seventy-two demon gods, only three of them are left, and the rest are all in full position."

There is an indescribable complexity in the spirit of the Great Sage Kunpeng. If it weren't for the return of the Golden-winged Great Pluto with a Qingming Festival and temporarily freeing him from the demonization, he would probably be one of them.

"Bang~"

At this moment, a muffled sound, with a slight thunderous force, broke into the Divine Stone Palace.

"Someone is here."

Zhang Fan and Kunpeng, looking back at the place where they came from, clearly the sound of the huge stone door opening in the Divine Stone Palace.

ps: This is the chapter at noon. I am depressed and late again. I didn’t say anything. I will update it tomorrow~Above~
Chapter completed!