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4822--Andrew The anger of the primitive demons

Although there are many murals on the first floor of the tower, they painted the scenes Lu Tianyu had experienced before, and they did not experience anything after painting. However, it was normal. After all, they had not experienced the levels afterwards.

"Let's go, let's go up to the second floor!" Lu Tianyu said.

Everyone nodded and then slowly stepped onto the stairs.

There is a teleportation array at the end of the stairs. Lu Tianyu and the others stepped into the teleportation array and appeared on the second floor of the tower the next second.

There is not much difference between here and the furnishings on the first floor, except that there are a few more columns in the corner, and the murals on the wall are completely different from the first floor.

Lu Tianyu and his friends naturally put their eyes on the murals on the wall first.

"These murals are much smaller than the first floor of murals!" Yan Luo Xuesheng said while looking.

"The number is indeed small, but the content on the painting is not inferior to the other layer at all. When you look at this mural, is there an original monster painted on it? I can almost feel the majestic demonic energy emitted from him." Moro Jiangshui pointed to a mural and said.

Lu Tianyu and his men came over after hearing this. Sure enough, on this mural, a man in a black robe and a sickle stood on the top of the mountain, his eyes shining with red light and looking down below.

And below him were skulls, densely packed, piled up into mountains!

"It's indeed a primitive monster!" Yan Luo Xuesheng nodded with a serious expression: "Look at the Xuan soldiers in his hand, even among the primitive demons, his status is very high."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Lu Tianyu asked curiously.

"Have you heard of the Death Scythe?" Yan Luo Xuesheng looked at Lu Tianyu.

Lu Tianyu naturally shook his head. Although he was the lord of the demon world, he really didn't know much about the demon world, so he naturally had never heard of the death sickle.

"It is holding a death sickle in its hand." Yan Luo Xuesheng pointed to the mural, and the huge sickle exuding a faint green aura and said: "In the primitive demons, in addition to distinguishing the status of monsters from their bloodlines, they can also distinguish them from the color of the mysterious soldiers. Generally speaking, the mysterious soldiers in the hands of the primitive monsters will emit various colors according to their strength. The most powerful monster Xuan soldiers emit red, and the second is like this green..."

"Although the primitive monster holding a green mysterious soldier is not as good as the primitive monster holding a red mysterious soldier, in terms of status, they should at least be at the level of the demon lord. In terms of strength, they may not be weaker than the emperor of your human race! Because they are primitive monsters, and their strength is beyond the reach of the heavens and earth, and these demon monks like us."

Lu Tianyu nodded slightly when he heard this.

He knew very well that the original monster was powerful.

After all, even the Three Saints Leader and Emperor Hongtian were captured by them.

"So, is the Golden Holy Demon Lord you mentioned possible that it is the primitive demon clan?" Kunlun asked from the side.

"No! The Golden Holy Demon Lord is a later generation of demon cultivator, not a primitive demon clan. This is well known, but he may have the bloodline of the primitive demon clan in his body, because his cultivation talent is too high and it is not comparable to ordinary demon cultivators."

The cultivators in the Demon Realm have doubted the true identity of the Golden Holy Demon Lord. He is too strong. His cultivation talent and strength have far exceeded the talents and strength that normal demon cultivators should have.

But considering the time he existed, everyone concluded that he was not a primitive monster, but just had stronger talent and strength.

After all, the primitive monsters live in the primitive era, and the era when the Golden Holy Demon Lord survives is separated from the primitive era by several times!

"In addition, the mysterious weapon used by the Jinsheng Demon Lord is a ghost claw. Although this ghost claw has been lost now, according to many ancient books, although the ghost claw is powerful, it is far less than the mysterious weapon of the blue and red level." Yan Luo Xuesheng said.

"Do you know who this person is? Looking at these murals, this person should not be an ordinary primitive demon cultivator." The leader of the Three Saints pointed at several other murals.

The contents of these murals are different, but without exception, the original magic cultivator in a black robe appeared.

His figure was found in several consecutive pictures, which shows that he should not be an ordinary demon cultivator.

"Maybe he is not an ordinary magic cultivator, but with just a few murals, we cannot tell his true identity. Moreover, senior, you forgot that the contents of these murals are only drawn on the second layer..."

When Yan Luo Xuesheng said this, Moluo Jiangshui suddenly woke up and interrupted him and said, "What do you mean is that we may face the original magic cultivator in the painting next?"

The Moro River water has a little fear in its words.

Although in terms of bloodline, they are descendants of the primitive demon cultivators, the primitive demon cultivators will not recognize them as their clan members.

Because the primitive bloodline in their bodies is too thin.

In the hearts of the primitive demon clan, these demon cultivators are not much different from those of the human race. After all, they all practice under the divine path.

If there are primitive monsters in the painting appear on the second floor of this tower, the identities of Yan Luo Xuesheng and the Moluo River Demon Clan monks will not bring them any benefits.

In the eyes of the primitive demon cultivators, they were no different from Lu Tianyu and others.

Therefore, a little fear appeared on Moluo Jiangshui's face.

"This is just my guess. Perhaps, these murals are just for warning purposes. After all, we did not encounter any danger from the first floor." Yan Luo Xuesheng comforted.

However, at this moment, a "cracking" sound came, and then the scene in front of them changed, and they appeared at the foot of a volcano burning with raging fire.

"This is... the volcano in the mural!" Yan Luo Xuesheng recognized it at a glance. The volcano in front of him was the volcano in the mural.

In that mural, the volcano is immortal, and endless corpses are buried in it and turned into ashes. In the void above the volcano, the primitive monster looks down and a bloodthirsty smile appears on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Tianyu and others subconsciously looked up.

Sure enough, I saw two faint green lights appearing in the dim sky, as if a pair of eyes were staring at them.

"Primitive Demon Cultivator!" Yan Luo Xuesheng spoke in shock.

Although he was just a pair of eyes, he still recognized it, which was the original magic cultivator in the mural.

"What does he want to do?" Moro Jiangshui also recognized it.

"According to the contents of the mural, he will throw us into the flame and burn it to ashes... In fact, this flame is not the real flame, but the anger in his heart." Lu Tianyu murmured at the volcano in front of him.

"The anger in my heart? What does it mean?" Moro Jiangshui and others looked at Lu Tianyu together.

Lu Tianyu didn't say anything, but just sacrificed the fire phoenix flame, and then said: "The fire phoenix flame is the most fire in the world. It can swallow all the flames in the world, but it cannot swallow the flames on this volcano..."

"What does this mean?" Yan Luo Xuesheng was puzzled.

"It means that the flames on this mountain are not real flames, they are just the anger in the hearts of the primitive demon cultivator! As long as we are killed, the flames of this volcano will be extinguished... This scene is described in the murals in the tower." Lu Tianyu said lightly.

"I remembered that it really looked like a volcano was extinguished, and the corpse was burned all over the ground!" Moro Jiangshui said suddenly.

"But we have to step through this volcano, right?" Yan Luo Xuesheng asked.

"Yes!" Lu Tianyu sighed.

Originally, he had the fire phoenix flame and was not afraid of any flames, but the fire on the volcano in front of him was not the real fire, so his fire phoenix flame naturally failed.

Without the Fire Phoenix Flame, it is basically impossible for him to use power to extinguish these flames.

"Since you can't use your strength, then use your cultivation!" Emperor Hongtian suddenly said from the side.

Lu Tianyu was puzzled and asked curiously: "Use cultivation?"

"You said before that the volcano was transformed by the primitive demon cultivator, representing its anger. Where does its anger come from? From the heart, since it is the heart, then using cultivation is the most appropriate method." Emperor Hong Tian explained.

Lu Tianyu pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Senior mean, let me compare Dao Nian's cultivation with him?"

Emperor Hong Tian nodded slightly.

The leader of the Three Saints also said: "Hong Tian has a good idea. This secret realm that has been transformed into the most tests the monk's Taoist cultivation. Among us, your Taoist cultivation has the highest Taoist cultivation and the broadest knowledge. It is most appropriate to use your knowledge and insight to break the obsession of the original demon cultivator, that is, his anger."

"But where does the anger of this primitive monster come from?" Lu Tianyu murmured to himself as he looked at the pair of eyes in the void.

"It's nothing more than hatred for the human race, anger for breaking into their territory..." Yan Luo Xuesheng whispered.

But Lu Tianyu suddenly turned around and looked at him and said, "What did you say?"

"What did I say?" Yan Luo Xuesheng was stunned, not understanding why Lu Tianyu had this reaction.

"You just said that the primitive monster's anger comes from those who broke into its territory?" Lu Tianyu said.

"Yes! Although primitive monsters live in an era where humans, monsters and demons live together, they do not really coexist with the three races, but each has their own place of cultivation. They will reject human races, demon races, or other races that are not outside their own race. Once someone trespasses, they will be very angry." Yan Luo Xuesheng explained.

In fact, Lu Tianyu knew very well what he said, because in the primitive era, not only the demons had a strong sense of territory, but also the human race and the demon race.

The coexistence of the three races at that time was completely different from the coexistence of the three races at present.

Now the three tribes live together under the divine way. Therefore, no matter how much hatred the three tribes are, they can be truly integrated.

For example, the relationship between Lu Tianyu, Moluo River Shui, and Yan Luo Xuesheng at this time.
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