And in the mezzanine connected to that space are many ancient demons.

They are demons.

The demon clan has a long history and many powerful people have appeared. They are descendants of the Chaos God and Demon, and their ancestor is the demon ancestor Luohu.

In the vast history of the prehistoric world, the demons have also been the overlords of the prehistoric world for a period of time.

But as more and more powerful people rise, the demons fall, and their glory disappears into the smoke of history.

But they were not extinct. It is said that the Demon Ancestor was killed by the Dao Ancestor.

The Taoist ancestor did not kill all of them, and some descendants of the demon clan still survived, but they were dormant.

Yang Xuan and the others were very fast, and they arrived at the weak area in a short time.

He met Tathagata here that day. If the Patriarch of the Styx had not taken action, Tathagata would have saved Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva that time.

It is still this mountain range, and it is now guarded by heavy troops from the underworld.

There was a yin general sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, when he saw Yang Xuan and Fan Wujiu.

The Yin General quickly stood up to greet him.

"The last one will meet the Emperor of Fengdu and the Eighth Master."

"No gift." Yang Xuan spoke, then he looked at the Yin General and said, "What are the abnormal movements here?"

"You have reported to the Emperor of Fengdu, the last general has been guarding here and no abnormality has been found."

Yang Xuan nodded and said, "You should continue to guard this place and do not slack off at all."

"Abide by the order!"

As he said that, Yang Xuan waved his hand and a terrifying force spread.

This weak area of ​​space was torn into pieces by Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this place would be so weak. He just waved his hand and the void cracked open.

As the large crack in space appeared, a vast demonic energy spread out from it.

In just a moment, it swept across the entire mountain range.

Many Yin soldiers and generals all looked solemn, but with Yang Xuan here, they had no worries.

Yang Xuan looked at the big crack in the void, then looked behind him and was about to step in.

"Wait for a moment, I will be the vanguard for you." Fan Wuji said hurriedly.

Fan Wujiu has never been to this three-world mezzanine. They don’t know if there is any danger inside.

Therefore, Fan Wujiu dared not let Yang Xuan take risks.

"No need!" Yang Xuan waved his hand, then took a step forward and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

"Wait for me, Fengdu Emperor." Fan Wujiu was shocked and hurriedly followed.

This is a dark space, which is almost the same as the underworld.

However, there is no yin energy here, and some are surging demonic energy, boundless.

The environment here is harsh and the spiritual energy is exhausted. Even if the demonic energy soars into the sky, there is no energy that is beneficial to practice for absorption.

"This place is barren enough. These demons still survive, which shows how strong their survival is." Yang Xuan looked at the barren land around and spoke slowly.

The earth was dark red, the ground was dry and cracked, and even many cracks appeared.

He saw some low-level demons crawling on the ground. They were a kind of demon race that was almost ferocious, but they were different from ferocious beasts. They were like steel pouring out all over, emitting a cold demonic aura.

Feeling the arrival of Yang Xuan and the others, they seemed to smell a danger and all escaped with a whoosh.

At this moment, deep in this demonic realm, above a giant mountain, a figure full of demonic energy sat cross-legged on it.

The moment Yang Xuan and the others arrived here, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the eyes were like two fiery red lanterns, emitting a faint blood ray.

"The person from the underworld actually arrived at my territory?" The demon body remained motionless and slowly spoke.

Afterwards, he didn't pay much attention and then closed his eyes again.

But a wisp of his aura still spread out and he was monitoring Yang Xuan.

After all, in his sense, Yang Xuan is very powerful, and he must always pay attention to the other party to avoid the other party's sudden attack.

Yang Xuan suddenly looked up and looked deep in the Demon Realm. He felt a terrifying aura reviving.

That aura is very powerful, not under the Tathagata.

The other party seems to have discovered himself and is paying attention to him.

Yang Xuan ignored it. If he guessed correctly, the other party might be the master of this demon realm.

"Hmph! You used the Tathagata back then, and today I, Yang Xuan, want to ask you for an explanation." Yang Xuan snorted coldly, and then a vast force suddenly burst out.

Suddenly, the demon body on the huge mountain deep inside trembled. He looked in Yang Xuan's direction and murmured: "The person who came is not good."

"It seems that I angered this Yin Emperor by using Tathagata that day." The demon body's face darkened.

Yang Xuan walked forward and walked towards the distance. He passed by the tribes of the demons.

Those tribes fought against each other and plundered their only resources.

Of course, some demons who died in battle will also become food for various tribes and supplement their strength.

This seems to have formed a tacit understanding. Every few years, a war will take place between two different tribes.

Otherwise, the tribe members would die if they were exhausted.

After the first battle, the two tribes will be able to be stable for several years.

Yang Xuan had no sympathy for this phenomenon.

Each race has its own survival rules, which may be a means for the demons to cultivate strong people.

The weak become food, and the strong will always be strong.

Yang Xuan walked forward and walked straight towards the Demon Lord's sacred mountain.

He was not fast along the way, and he saw the entire demon race's phenomena.

This is a group of people who are respected by the strong. As long as you are strong, you can command demons.

Finally, Yang Xuan arrived at the giant mountain.

This mountain is towering and can't be seen at the top. It is surrounded by surging demonic energy, gloomy and heavy, like a black cloud pressing on it.

Above the mountain, there were terrifying waves, and the pressure was rippling. Even Yang Xuan felt the pressure was huge.

"Yang Xuan, the underworld, come to meet the Demon Lord." Yang Xuan looked fiercely at the top of the giant mountain.
Chapter completed!