As the human-shaped halo was finished, the black mist around it began to become irritable. They seemed to be swept by a vortex, rushing towards the location where the little demon was!

"Ahhhhh! It hurts so much!" The little devil was excitedly looking forward to it the moment before, but after just a moment, he started to wail in pain!

"Bause, hold on!" A low and hoarse voice cursed angrily, feeling a sense of regret.

Yan Jinghong's brows slowly frowned and said coldly: "Your energy is too huge, it can't bear it at all!"

And there will only be one result if this continues, that is, the little demon explodes and dies!

"If you can't bear it, go and die! Let's die together!" The low and hoarse voice became sharp again, and there was a hint of madness.

"Is there no other way?" Yan Jinghong didn't want to die, nor did she want the little devil to die. After spending time together, she had already regarded the little devil as a special friend.

"Another way? How can I know what else to do!" If there is a little solution, he would not have been trapped in this ghost place for thousands of years!

At this moment, Yan Jinghong couldn't help but curse a waste in his heart, "Why do you want to pass on your skills to others?"

"I want to go out!" the man replied without hesitation, "Only by losing all his skills, this formation will lose its effect!"

"Can't your skills be passed on to others?" Yan Jinghong added, "For example, me?"

After a brief quiet, the man sneered, "Swish... do you want it?"

"I don't want to die." Yan Jinghong said calmly, "If you have a better way, I respect it."

"Tsk, it's so impressive that I'm not coveting my skills!" The man said with disdain and sarcastic words, "But I can also let you try!"

Yan Jinghong could clearly sense the trace of disdain and malice in the other party's tone. She narrowed her eyes slightly, which was the action of thinking and also the action of releasing danger signals.

"Then try it, it's better than waiting for death here." When the two of them spoke, the little devil had already started bleeding from all seven orifices!

"Then come here too!" The malice in the man's tone became even more obvious.

Yan Jinghong walked over quickly without hesitation, and the moment she approached, the black mist began to surge into her body!

"Hahaha, you, a human, actually want to accept the inheritance of your deity. It's simply a delusion!" When the black mist poured into Yan Jinghong's body, the voice burst into laughter wildly and wantonly!

Yan Jinghong asked coldly: "Why?"

"Hehehe, you asked why, don't you feel your body hurt?" The man laughed nervously, his laughter a little bit despicable.

"There is one thing." Actually, there is no, because she did not really absorb the mist, but transferred the mist into a spiritual weapon, which was a spiritual weapon she refined a long time ago. It had only one effect, that is, it was to load various gases. She always felt it was useless, so she threw it into the corner of the space.

"Hahaha, don't worry, you will soon explode and die!" the man said in a very bad tone.

"Why? This fog should be your skill, can't I absorb it?" Yan Jinghong asked in confusion.

"These mists are indeed my skills, but do you know who I am?" the man asked in an extremely proud tone.

"I don't know." Even if they are famous, they are not people from the same plane!

"Ignorance!" The man immediately turned into an angry tone, "You don't even know who I am!"

"Then do you know who I am?" Yan Jinghong asked in a faint tone while absorbing the black fog wildly.

The man was obviously choked, but then he said in anger, "You are an unknown man, what qualifications do you have to let me know!"

"You don't know who I am, how do you know that I am just an unknown person?" Yan Jinghong felt that this person was not only in a bad mind, but also unreasonable!

"...Don't talk nonsense, why are you not dead yet!"

"You haven't told me yet why you will die if you absorb your skills?" Yan Jinghong brought the topic back and won't bother with a mentally ill patient for the time being.

"Because I am the Demon Lord Zhi Ao!" This sentence is the most impressive sentence this person has said so far.

Yan Jinghong really wanted to say that she had never heard of this person’s name!

"So you are a demon cultivator." Yan Jinghong had a guess, but then he had another doubt, "But even if you are a demon cultivator, your skills can be absorbed by others."

"...It seems that you really don't know the existence of the deity!" The proud tone suddenly became lonely, and there was even a trace of very obvious sadness.

Yan Jinghong was unmoved. The change in this person's tone was even more numb than that of the dramatic artist, and she was numb.

"Forget it, so what do you think!" the man continued, "I once encountered an opportunity. The method of cultivation was the ancient demon clan's unique knowledge "The Demon Heart Destruction". Those who practice this technique can live with the heaven and earth!"

Oh, then how did you die? Yan Jinghong asked silently in his heart.

Although this person can still speak now, Yan Jinghong was once a spiritual practitioner and was most familiar with the monks after death.

"... And the most unique feature of the master's martial arts is that it can erode all martial arts!" the man said proudly.

Yan Jinghong was a little confused, "Since it is eroding all martial arts, why do you still need to find the bloodline of the demon clan to inherit it? And why do you need to find the inheritance?"

"You're talking nonsense." The man said disgusted, but finally explained. Maybe he hadn't talked to anyone because he hadn't talked to anyone for too long.

"I was harmed by those hypocrites, but although those people could destroy their bodies, they could not erase their souls!" When the man said the hypocrite, his tone was full of hatred, "So those hypocrites trapped their souls in this formation. Not only did they want to suppress their deity, but they also wanted to use their skills as a place for the disciples of the sect to practice. Hahaha, I really thought it was beautiful!"

"What?" Yan Jinghong asked casually.

The man continued, "How could I surrender as a demon master? Have you seen the ferocious beasts all over the mountains? They are all my bloodlines!"

Then your bloodline is so ugly!

"... I want those so-called famous and upright disciples who are trying to come here to experience all die in the mouth of their bloodlines, without a complete corpse, to vent the hatred in their hearts!"
Chapter completed!