Why am I invincible again?

Chapter 1112 Demon Seeds Naturally Formed (146)

Through the fog, the building in front of me gradually became clear.

This is a pitch-black castle, and in front of the castle stands a lush and dense tree, an unknown plant, with red branches and leaves, standing in the darkness.

A pale moon hangs above the head, and through the thick fog, only a not-so-clear outline remains.

Under the moonlight, the tree trunk grows silently with teeth and claws. Looking through the tree trunk, the castle in the distance is even more ancient and gloomy.

There were rows of jackdaws parked on the tree, their red eyes staring straight at the two people under the tree.

Zhou Ye planned to continue walking, so he casually glanced at Qingsang.

I don't know if it's the moonlight or something else, Qingsang's complexion is a little pale, and her movements are a little slow.

"The evil spirit here is too strong, which is not good for me."

"You walk behind me."

Now I can be sure that what I have to face is not someone from the fairy world.

And why the demons took so much effort to lure the two over is unknown.

Walking to the door, the two closed doors slowly opened, and there was a dim candlelight standing on both sides in front of you. If you looked into the depths, you could see that this was an unusually empty and dead hall. The dark depths on both sides of the hall There are two rows of blurred shadows standing, and in the deepest part of the hall is a strange throne carved from stone, with a huge black crow parked on the back of the high chair.

There was a figure sitting on the chair, I don't know what it was, it was vague and indistinct, and there was a group of high and raised things coiled underneath.

There was a deathly silence in the hall, and the faint coldness continued to drill into the bones.

After a while, the thing above spoke.

"The last young patriarch of the Qinglong clan, and...girl, where do you come from?"

The voice was old and hoarse, echoing in the empty hall.

Zhou Ye looked at the black shadow in front of him, and heard Zhou Shuncai's trembling voice in the bottle.

"This is His Holiness, don't hand me over to him, please, don't hand me over to him!"

The hall was quiet, two rows of scarlet eyes suddenly turned around and stared at Zhou Ye in unison, as if waiting for her answer.

Zhou Ye narrowed his eyes.

"You don't care who I am, I have farts."

Playing tricks, what the hell.

Zhou Ye could not understand this kind of thing.

Well now, with such an outrageous sentence, those scarlet eyeballs are already filled with murderous intent.

The shadow who had been sitting quietly stood up suddenly and slowly. Under the dim pearly light, the shadow on the wall continued to elongate and become taller.

With a human face and a snake body, it slowly approached, and there was a "rusting" sliding sound in the hall, which was very weird and frightening.

"You speak so arrogantly, I want to see how capable you are!"

After finishing speaking, a weird and distorted face with black eye sockets appeared in front of his eyes!
Zhou Ye was slightly taken aback, looking at the ugly face in front of him, that was a subconscious reaction, and punched him directly in the face with a fist.

Unfortunately, the fist passed through the face.

This guy is the same as the previous ones, his whole body is composed of a mass of evil spirits, making him invulnerable.

Zhou Ye didn't want to continue wasting time here, and the moment he pulled his hand, he found that his hand seemed to be imprisoned in cement, and the huge suction force pulled her forward even with her arm.

The face in front of him opened his mouth wide and pulled Zhou Ye into his body. Seeing that people were about to stick to him, Qing Sang behind him grabbed Zhou Ye's arm.

"Since we are called here, there is still something to talk about. If you have something to say, talk about it, can't you?"

(End of this chapter)