The figures of Zhou Dangmo and the others were directly knocked away.

Xu Zimo jumped into the air.

The vast demonic energy around him rushed into the sky, and the demonic energy poured in and annihilated the entire sky.

The sky seemed to have been splashed with ink and turned pitch black.

The billowing demonic energy is vast and majestic.

From the forehead down, countless black and purple lines spread down.

The eyes are scarlet.

Xu Zimo looked around, and even the three corpse experts present felt a great sense of oppression.

"Who are you?" Zhou Dangmo asked warily.

"You have tried so hard to kill me, why would you ask such a stupid question," Xu Zimo said.

"No, you are not him, he is not that strong," Zhou Dangmo shook his head.

"It doesn't matter anymore, we all have a common name.

Demon King!

If you can successfully conquer the heavens and break your destiny, then you will have the opportunity to make your name known to the heavens."

Xu Zimo asked calmly.

His eyes looked around.

Finally it fell on the Immortal Lord.

"That kid back then has actually grown to this point now.

You do have capital, no wonder they fought so hard to protect you back then."

The Immortal Master's eyes darkened and he did not speak.

Xu Zimo looked at the temple again.

"Compared to Saint Ancestor, I am used to calling you Yan Yingzhou.

Those people who cut off their tails in order to survive are now sitting at the top of the Nine Realms. This era must have been declining for a long time."

"This is your trump card," an old voice sounded in the temple.

"But this power is not his after all, so how long can you hold on?"

"What did you say?" Xu Zimo raised his head slightly.

He slapped the Immortal Lord next to him.

The mighty demonic energy fills the sky.

The face of the Immortal Master changed drastically, and when the Immortal Mist filled the air, a Immortal Gate opened by itself.

"The gate of all immortals is as mysterious as it is mysterious."
Chapter completed!