Reincarnation: Begins with the life of a black-energy immortal boy

Chapter 120 The Eight Demons
Suddenly, inexplicable fluctuations appeared.

Zhou Ming looked up at the sky, his brows furrowed deeply. This phenomenon was becoming more and more frequent.

That big ball of light is likely to invade soon, and unknown changes are about to occur.

It is for this reason that Zhou Ming can't wait to open the trap.

Zhalong Mountain, entrance of the cave.

A group of people stood here and saw the magnificent sight.

The valley is extremely large, with dense forests stretching as far as the eye can see and what looks like a plain in the distance.

"This... this is definitely a spatial ability." Kim Carroll looked at this place in shock. No matter how much he heard the words describe it, it was not as good as seeing it with his own eyes.

"The size here is abnormal. Looking from the outside, it can't be this big." The boundaries on both sides that Robert Kispal observed did not match the size of the mountain on the other side.

Seto Daiki looked at both sides with sharp eyes. This area of ​​the forest was very special, like a small square placed in a circle.

There are large open spaces on both sides, which are not forests.

"What are those two sides?" Seto Daiki asked directly.

Aoki Kazuo shook his head slightly, indicating that they didn't know either.

"You two take your men to explore the open spaces on both sides." Seto Daiki immediately commanded his Onmyoji.

Different cultivation systems have different strengths and forms of expression.

For example, the ability to fly, the Hell Ghost inheritance of the Navy Department, unless it is a special flying ghost, no one else has the ability to fly, regardless of their level.

It is very easy for Onmyoji to develop the ability to fly. In the French knight system, the sky knight who has just entered the fourth level also has the ability to fly.

Vampires have the biggest advantage in this regard, as they have the ability to fly when they are very weak.

The two Onmyojis nodded and took out a piece of paper. Then I conjured up a big bird and flew to both sides with some people.

Kokushibo did not refute Seto Daiki's order, but just glanced at the strong men from other countries. These guys might just sit back and reap the benefits.

Everyone looked at both sides to see what would happen if these people did not enter the forest.
The Yin-Yang Master on the left kept falling down, looking at the barren land below, with a lot of stones mixed in it, some of which looked like mineral veins.

"There doesn't seem to be any danger here!" Onmyoji said cautiously.

Before the people behind could respond, a rumbling sound was heard.

"Boom!"

A green rock-like hand suddenly appeared, and the ground split open and surged to both sides.

The Yin-Yang master's face turned red. Invisible pressure was exerted on him, like the might of a sacred mountain, making him feel as if he was crushed.

The huge palm grabbed the paper bird that was carrying several people and crushed it like a playing card.

"boom!"

A huge palm slammed down on the ground, and an extremely tall monster appeared.

It was green all over, with rock-like bumps, and it was dozens of meters tall when it sat there, with protruding red lips and purple eye shadow.

On the right, the Yin and Yang have been mixed in the soil, with no distinction between you and me, and the whole earth is surging.

A huge earthen altar was formed in the area of ​​thousands of meters. A red demon with a little yellow on its neck and other parts, like a cow, more than ten meters tall, stood in the middle and roared.

"Roar!" The sound spread throughout the canyon along with the shaking of the earth.

The group of people on the cliff looked at this scene in amazement. They saw pillars of light rising into the sky one after another in the distance, eventually completely covering both sides.

Flames, strong winds, huge waves, and other forces appeared, forming eight extremely powerful demon figures.

Then it slowly faded into thin air and turned into a dazzling ball of light, floating above their respective thrones or altars.

"Great Demon King! Each one of them is as powerful as the Great Demon King." Aoki Kazuo said with a trembling voice. Each of the eight auras was stronger than his fully victorious state.

Only by summoning the true body of a god general can one fight against it, but summoning the true body of a god general cannot be maintained for too long. After too long, it will consume one's lifespan and even one's soul.

"Oh my god! Such pure evil power, the Demon Lord! It must be the origin left behind by the Demon Lord." Robert Kispar said excitedly in his heart, staring at the eight light balls with shining eyes.

The Frenchman next to him was also trying to hide his excitement. When faced with an unknown and powerful existence, no matter which country they are from, they will look for similar existences in their own culture for comparison.

"The light balls left behind by powerful monsters like the Demon Lord, the Red Dragon King, and the White Dragon King are definitely top-notch materials and can create a power that is no less powerful than the throne."

Only Chen Wen and his team were able to remain calm, and they all looked at one person in their team with vague eyes.

"boom!"

Robert Kispar couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately changed into a black and red bat and flew towards the nearest ball of light.

His move set off a chain reaction, and people in other countries also took action, fearing that they would be left behind.

However, the closest ones are the two light balls on the left and right sides. The others are too far away, and the farthest one can only be seen vaguely as a light spot.

So most of them ran to both sides, and it might turn out to be a fierce battle.

"Master Wang, please hurry up! Everyone else has gone, but you stopped us and said there was a problem." Huang Ping, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but say.

Taoist Wang was sweating profusely, holding a compass with a nervous expression, his face became increasingly ugly, and finally he could not help but say: "What kind of feng shui pattern is this!"

"Master Wang, have you figured it out?" Huang Ping asked impatiently.

Chen Wen on the side glanced at Huang Ping with some dissatisfaction, but didn't say much in the end.

"The feng shui pattern is too messy, and it's impossible to figure out the details, but we can still see some mystery." Taoist Wang said with a grim expression.

"What's mysterious?" Chen Wen asked.

"This thing is artificially controlled and formed later. It is probably less than 200 years old." said Taoist Wang.

"200 years? Impossible. This is the tomb of King Xian, how can it be only 200 years old?" Huang Ping retorted with a look of surprise on his face.

"Isn't that obvious?" Taoist Wang curled his lips and said, "A senior master has been here before and set up his own trap. He is either raising something or fishing."

"Even if he really was a person from one or two hundred years ago, he would probably be dead by now!" Chen Wen said from the side.

“The one who could set up such a trap must be a senior who has cultivated his primordial spirit. It’s hard to say whether he would be alive or dead in 200 years, let alone 2000 years.” Taoist Wang shook his head.

"This is definitely not a good place. Even if there are some good things here, they either have owners or are used for fishing. It doesn't matter whether you leave or stay. I'd better leave first!" After Taoist Wang finished speaking, he waved his long sleeves and turned into a wisp of green smoke and ran away.

I have to go back and find out more with my good friends and seniors to find out which senior master has set up this trap. At the same time, I have to inform all my colleagues on all sides and ask them not to come and die!

He increasingly felt that this Yunnan Insect Valley was a trap.

(End of this chapter)