Chapter 512 Brother's Furnace Cauldron (67)

"Yeah." With a snort, Feng Lao agreed.

He followed Feng Lao all the way, looking at the completely different scenery between the Demon Realm and Lingyu Continent.

The pitch-black demonic sun hangs high under the sky, as if it exudes endless demonic energy... No! Suddenly squinting, Xia Qiu raised his eyebrows. Unlike Lingyu Continent, the demonic energy of this demon world seemed to have emerged from that round of demonic sun.

At that moment, Xia Qiu seemed to see traces of demonic energy.

Infinite demonic energy shone on the entire demonic continent with the light of the demonic sun, and no one living in the demonic world, nourished by demonic energy, was born to cultivate, and then continued to evolve in the process of killing and devouring...

After that, the demonic energy was gradually divided into three, six, and nine grades. The stronger the strength, the purer the demonic energy that fell on the top of the head.

And this world doesn't seem to be complete, and the devil's sun is also getting weaker by blindly paying, so the purest source of magic energy that Xia Qiu can see, there are only five or six strands in the entire devil world.

They fell from the demonic sun, and then came out to the places where the five or six demonic creatures were.

In front of Xia Qiu's eyes, in the majestic palace at the highest peak of the black mountain, the thickest strand of the magic sun gushed out and landed on the palace.

That's probably the devil! If he realized something in his heart, Xia Qiu looked back at several other places, and sure enough, they were all near the magic capital.

The rough and atmospheric architectural style, without the meticulous craftsmanship of Lingyu Continent, the world of Demon Realm seems to be sparsely populated, so all the buildings are built extraordinarily tall.

Normal demons seem to be about two meters long, and they are more burly in armor, but standing in front of the palace, the majestic palace has crushed these guards into ants.

"go in."

The quaint chiseled and tall palaces that seem to be integrated with the devil world are all like an invisible pressure. No matter who stands in front of such a palace, they feel small and humble.

The huge palace gate was slowly pushed open, and it was extremely deep inside, and Xia Qiu's sight touched it, but what he saw was a throne that was in it.

There was a man sitting on the throne, black robes, soft armor close to the body and naturally connected to the key parts, making him taller and stronger.

Half leaning on the throne, Chen Ju looked down at Xia Qiu who was standing in the middle of the palace gate.

The black robe concealed her intriguing figure and snow-white skin, and her hair was simply pulled together, but she was still in good spirits.

Looking carefully at her face, she knew that Xia Qiu would definitely notice her arrogant behavior, but Chen originally wanted to give Xia Qiu a slap in the face.

Damn woman, he punished her, she dared to be so happy in the magic grass garden alone!

The wanton eyes became more and more hot, and it seemed that the frivolous one had already peeled off Xia Qiu's clothes with his eyes, but he did not open his mouth to let her in.

Facing Chen's presumptuousness, Xia Qiu looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and then continued to walk forward nonchalantly, seemingly unaware of his dismounting.

"Close the door!" The commanding tone.

A crisp female voice echoed in the palace, and at the gate of the palace, the guards who had been waiting for Chen's order did so subconsciously.

"Servant maid, you are so brave!" The voice came from between his teeth, and Chen angered and suddenly laughed.

The aggression in his eyes was as real, his heart shrank, his fingertips tightened, and Xia Qiu subconsciously took a few steps back.

But after these few steps, the momentum weakened, and the handsome face like a monster suddenly came close to her.