"Is it a decisive thing to drink and peck?"

The Great Sage Kunpeng murmured and repeated this sentence. Looking at Zhang Fan's back with a long smile, he stepped into the Divine Stone Palace with a complicated expression and a little emotion. Even he himself could not describe it. **The fastest update**

"Search~"

A purple light flashed, and the magic sword had a spirit. It instantly shot out, caught up with Zhang Fan and sank into his sleeve.

"Forget it."

The Great Sage Kunpeng sighed and brushed his sleeves, as if he was going to brush away all the messy things. He walked several steps, followed Zhang Fan's back and entered the Divine Stone Palace.

... "Huh~~"

“Huhuhu~~”

The wind is whistling.

If a person is in a valley and meets the eyes of the wind, he can feel the situation of the overwhelming wind and full of the sound of the wind. However, at this time, as soon as he stepped into the Divine Stone Palace, Zhang Fan had the same feeling.

"Divine Stone Palace!"

Zhang Fan raised his eyes and gasped.

At this time, if someone looks at the highest point of the Divine Stone Palace, he will see a small figure as an ant, step by step forward and enter the back of the Divine Stone Palace.

Behind him, another invisible black shadow followed, and soon two small black dots stood side by side.

The two small black dots are naturally Zhang Fan and Kunpeng Great Saint.

With their experience, no matter what they face, they should not feel filthy and as filthy as dust. However, in this divine stone palace, no matter whether they think so, as long as there is someone in the middle and look at him, they will feel this feeling.

One is the Divine Stone Palace, which is magnificent and vast, and it is like erecting a palace wall at the limit of the world, the world, and the palace is circled into a palace. This is the most quaint desolate, as if the ancient sky, which is shrouded again on the heads of the two people through hundreds of thousands of years of light.

The second is to fill the breath of the Divine Stone Palace. There is an obscure and distant aura in the Divine Stone Palace, just like every wisp of air inside, originating from the ancient times, and dozens of powerful thoughts surround it, as if there are clouds in the clouds. ## Must go to read novels##

"This is……"

Zhang Fan suddenly stopped, his mind pulled out of the invisible oppression and insignificance, and his face showed a look of surprise and suspicion.

Beside him, the Great Sage Kunpeng sighed and said, "This is, the right position~demon~god~god~god!" The four words "right position~demon god" were spit out from the Great Sage Kunpeng's mouth. If it was a thousand pounds, it would be difficult to support it every word.

"The Demon God in the Right Place?!"

Zhang Fan was thinking. On the top of Mangcang Mountain, he heard the demon gods such as Jiuying mention these four words countless times. At this time, he saw the scene in front of him and truly understood what he meant.

In this divine stone palace, it is high above. If there is a throne, there are all kinds of smoke and clouds covering it, which is not real. Under the throne, there are statues of 72% of the earthly evil spirits, spreading all over every position in the divine stone palace.

If these statues were placed outside, each of them would need a hill of rocks to carve them from the ground up, which would be magnificent. However, in this divine stone palace, there were only ones, scattered everywhere.

It was these statues that made Zhang Fan lose his mind for a moment and could hardly pull it out.

On the left is a statue, a dog, a dog, a horse, a scale, a fire spurt in his mouth, a golden horn on his head, and an extremely fierce stunning one. Below the statue, an invisible blue wave was rippling. Looking at it intently, I felt like it was spreading into a vast ocean.

The divine beast in the ancient sea - Hun!

Zhang Fan's eyes moved away from the statue of Zhu. The vast ocean that filled the world seemed to be flooding him disappeared. He glanced out of the corner of his eyes and the statue returned to its dead shape.

His eyes turned directly in front of him, and a giant jumped into his eyes. It was as strong as a cow and had four corners. Someone looked at it, opening his mouth, as majestic as a mountain, and boundlessly violent.

As soon as Zhang Fan's mind entered the statue, a long sound suddenly sounded in his ears, like the sound of geese; there was a trance in front of him, as if he could see that there were evil mountains in the wilderness and evil water flowing out of it. All living beings would be crazy when drinking.

Ancient monsters - Zhu Huai!

"It's actually like this..."

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, murmured, his eyes turned, and he swept across the seventy-two statues. Wherever he saw, there were divine beasts like phoenix, green phoenix, green dragon, white tiger, Pixiu, Xiezhi, Kou Rui, Chongming Bird, and other strange beasts like Jihua, Snake, Feiniu, Tiangou... The seventy-two great saints of the Dharma Xiang Sect, the seventy-two superior Dharma images, and the seventy-two demon gods gathered here!

What really moved Zhang Fan was that he clearly saw the inspiration and felt the pressure on these statues, and there was an invisible connection between the Dharma. ## Must go to read novels##

For example, the statue of Thunder God had been found by him long ago. The relief of the stone gate had been broken out from the relief and finally broke through the stone gate and entered, and the breath of the Dharma phase that was also condensed on it.

Previously, I felt the place of birth on every statue of the demon god, and the breath of his transformation to the gods also comes from the power of the Dharma.

"Where is this statue?"

"This is clearly a demonic body of the demon god as an image, and a Dharma image as its spirit!"

"Is this the so-called right demon god?"

Zhang Fan finally could no longer suppress the horror on his face. Suddenly his expression changed. He pointed to a statue in front of the left and said, "Master Kunpeng, is this...you?"

The lower part of the statue is a giant Kun fighting against the sea, and infinite sea water retreats; the upper part is a wing of the back, and the surrounding wind and clouds are retreating.

Such an image is the ancient demon god - Kunpeng!

The reason why Zhang Fan was moved was that he clearly felt the power of the demon body and Dharma image in these statues. It can be said that a statue is the fall of a demon god.

Kunpeng was clearly right in front of him, which surprised him for a moment.

"It's me, not me."

The Great Saint Kunpeng smiled bitterly, walked forward, stopped in front of his statue, and said with a little sadness: "Donghuang, look, is my statue different from the rest?"

"Um?"

Zhang Fan looked at him again and then suddenly realized.

On this Kunpeng statue, there is the breath of the Great Saint of Kunpeng and his power in it, but there is no dimness on it, not as good as the rest, and there is no such strangeness as if he is pulled into a special situation when he looks intently.

Seeing that he understood, the Great Sage Kunpeng continued, "These statues are all erected by us and the seventy-two demon gods, under the initiative of Jiufeng, in the Divine Stone Palace."

"Every statue has our original power. If we fall into heaven and earth, and the natal Dharma image cannot be produced from the Sunrise Valley in the East and return to the Stars of the Zhoutian, we will be directly involved. We call it..."

"The demon god in the right position!"

"So that's it." Zhang Fan nodded. He really understood.

The meaning of the Divine Stone Palace is to use the power of the divine stone born by this first generation of demon emperor, and then gather the power of the seventy-two demon gods to forcibly establish the demon king, completely stimulate the power in the divine stone, break through the barrier of the Sunrise Valley in Dongya in one fell swoop and return to the world.

There is a problem here. Everyone wants to do the Demon King, but the throne can only accommodate one person after all, so fighting among the seventy-two Demon Gods is inevitable.

In order to avoid the loss of the Dharma image after the fall, the entire plan was stranded, and all the demons and gods gathered together to create these 72 statues.

No one would think that they were losers, let alone that the seventy-two great saints of the Faxiang Sect were all shocked and powerful, and they would not be discouraged before fighting. Therefore, the establishment of the statue did not arouse opposition. At that time, everyone's eyes were staring at the lofty position.

Now tens of thousands of years have passed, most of the seventy-two demon gods are in full shape, only Kunpeng and others, and the statues are still the same as before.

"Look." The Great Saint Kunpeng stretched out his hand and pointed at several statues: "Lu Wu, Qiongqi, Zhulong, Jiuying, Zhu Yan, and I, Kunpeng, are all here."

Zhang Fan nodded when he heard this. In his opinion, the statues of the five demon gods were just like the Great Saint of Kunpeng, and they were still inadequate in spirit and did not exist. They obviously did not fall.

This thought was in the end. Zhang Fan and Kunpeng were shocked at the same time. At the intersection of their eyes, the statue of the demon god Lu Wu suddenly shone with a torch full of spiritual light.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The drums gathered soldiers, the nine divisions of the Heavenly Court, millions of heavenly soldiers, and thousands of wilderness, all together.

The statue of the demon god Lu Wu seemed to have turned around at this moment. In a trance, a golden-armored demon god inspected millions of heavenly soldiers. Wherever he passed, the nine heavenly soldiers cheered for it.

Such a mighty and immersive scene, as if he was in the ancient world, and he saw with his own eyes that the ancient demon god land had set up nine soldiers, purged the world and wiped out unjust officials.

The demon god Lu Wu, in the right position!

He didn't know whether he was finally chased and killed by Qiongqi, or whether Jiuying, who was eyeing him, took action, and he could not escape the death after all, and it was no different.

Looking at this scene quietly, Zhang Fan's heart moved and truly understood the principle of the seventy-two demon gods being in the right position and gathering their power to establish the Demon King.

"Even if the demon god Lu Wu has never fallen and has done his best, he will definitely not have such a huge momentum."

The special environment in the birthplace of the first demon emperor in the Divine Stone Palace is not the key to the seventy-two demon gods who are in the right position, and their original nature is actually the body of the demon god who is chasing the ancient one.

This kind of power is undoubtedly pure and powerful than the demon god transformed by the great saint of the Dharma Xiang Sect, and cannot be compared with the same thing.

No one knows whether the reason for this result is the Dharma image of the Zhoutian Star Map or the Divine Stone Palace, but the significance of it is self-evident.

Zhang Fan's heart was moved, remembering the changes that occurred in the Golden Crow Dharma Image after he was worshipped by King Dapeng three times in the central immortal world.

"If we use the seventy-two demon gods to gather their power and use the worship of thousands of demons, can we push the Golden Crow Dharma to..."

Zhang Fan could not describe what realm he reached at the moment. He only felt that this thought would have an invisible call throughout his life, resonating with the Dharma and communicating with him in his heart.

Suddenly he raised his head and suppressed the excitement in his heart. Zhang Fan looked at the invisible source of the call, and he could see that at the top of the Divine Stone Palace, in front of the seventy-two demon statues, the emperor was shrouded in all kinds of smoke and clouds.

"Come on...Come on...Come on..."

Although the Great Saint Kunpeng beside him had no idea, Zhang Fan could hear clearly, and thousands of voices were repeated in his ears, calling, as if they were endless.

"Oh, Zhu Yan..."

Just at this moment, the Great Saint Kunpeng sighed, and the statue of the demon god shone brightly where he pointed, just like the previous demon god Lu Wu.

Following Lu Wu, the demon god Zhu Yan was in full position!
Chapter completed!