Yang Fan did not care about the soul-stinging needles, but observed the black booklet he had just obtained in his hand.

When Yang Fan first saw this book, he felt a familiar breath. When he saw it, he saw a few words on it:

"Nine Nether Demon Sutra. Middle Volume"

When Yang Fan saw these words, his heart beat faster.

He quickly put it in Xianhong Space and took out another book "Nine Nether Demon Sutra. Previous Volume".

"No wonder I was able to enter here so easily. It was indeed due to opportunities."

Yang Fan finally figured out some problems.

He looked up at the demon god stone statue in front of him, and had an inference in his mind: Could the person depicted in this stone statue be the Nine Nether Demon Lord who looked down on the human world in ancient times?

Suddenly, the Nine Nether Demonic Energy in his body started to move in a strange way. The stone statue of the demon god near him seemed to come alive. The man suddenly stretched out a hand and a ball of dark flames popped up. Yang Fan felt a shocking demonic power coming, and he was as small as a drop of water in the sea.

puff!

The Netherworld Demon Flame in his palm jumped out involuntarily, as if he wanted to compete with the similar Demon Flame in the hand of the Demon God.

At the same time, a stream of demonic energy rose from his body, and it surged out like a tide.

"not good!"

Yang Fan suddenly exclaimed, quickly retracted the Netherworld Demon Flame and suppressed the Nine Nether Demonic Qi in his body.

Swish!

The lifelike stone statue of the demon god just now turned into a dead object, but there seemed to be a little more teasing and ridicule in the charm.

Um ~~

A thrilling sound came from the tomb hall on the other side. A surging demonic energy soared into the sky. The terrifying demonic power was centered on the hall where the headless demon corpse was located, covering dozens of miles in a radius.

In an instant, wherever the magic power reached, the creatures trembled and were silent, as if all the creatures were dead.

It is an indescribable power that penetrates directly into the soul.

"Oh no, it wakes up..."

Yang Fan looked shocked. What he was most afraid of happened happened.

Deep in the dark hall, the headless demon corpse about twelve feet high slowly stood up, and a stream of demonic aura swept across all directions, within a few dozen feet of twelve, it was enough to melt gold and iron.

Um ~

The sound was extremely terrifying and creepy.

“What should I do now?”

Yang Fan took a deep breath, and the demonic energy in his body had been completely suppressed, but the headless demon corpse seemed to have completely awakened.

Bang bang! Bang bang!

The thousand-year-old headless demon corpse began to move forward, making Yang Fan's heart beat faster.

Whoosh!

Yang Fan gritted his teeth, waved the mysterious black whip in his hand, and took away the keys and maps on the stone table.

Immediately, the silver light waves of "Xiangyun Boots" under his feet trembled, and a silver arc of light flashed in the temple.

Swish!

In an instant, he moved to the entrance of the dark golden gate, but happened to see the headless demon corpse emitting the shocking demonic aura.
Chapter completed!