Eighteen devil wings.
The ferocious flesh is full of evil.
The negative emotions around Chonglou and the fluctuating dark evil Qi.
It seems to be telling that Chonglou is a big devil.
The black wind sword in Chonglou's hand is now a magic sword.
The shaking of the prophecy platform directly shocked the prophet of the holy palace.
"The tower of gravity."
"It's really ominous to practice such magic skills."
"If this boy enters our holy palace, it will be a great disaster in the future."
Said the old man in red.
"Yu Liang."
"It's not as bad as you think to practice magic skill."
"Everyone has a devil in his heart."
"Even if many people don't practice magic skills, they will fall into the evil way in the end."
"It has nothing to do with magic."
The grey robed old man retorted.
"Shigan, I don't want to talk to you."
"The boy's magic skill is arousing the devil."
"Didn't you find out?"
"If he gets the chance left by the big devil."
"What do you think will happen?"
The old man in red said coldly.
"Bloody devil..."
"If you really let this little guy get this chance."
"It's a bit of a problem."
"The ghosts of the den."
"Maybe it will be brought out again."
The white robed old man, the head of the three saints in the holy palace, said faintly.
The old man in the white robe spoke, and the old man in the grey robe fell into silence.
"Don't be cold."
"Well, if this tower really gets the chance of the bloody devil, what should it do?"
Shi Gan, the grey robed old man, asked anxiously.
"Kill him."
Said the old man in red.
"Yu Liang, that's a little too much."
"If he really gets the chance of the bloody devil."
"Don't let him join the palace."
"We have no right to decide whether he lives or dies."
The old man in white shook his head.
"Don't be cold. How can it be?"
"The devil's cave and our holy palace are mortal enemies."
"The boy got the chance of the bloody devil."
"Then, he will be the devil of the den."
"If we let him grow up."
"Isn't it the enemy of our holy palace?"
"How many people in the holy palace will be killed then?"
Said the old man in red.
Obviously, he was dissatisfied with the arrangement of the old man in white robes.
"The grotto has been closed for 7000 years."
"It hasn't been opened yet."
"Even if this son has the chance to inherit the Qi of the blood weeping devil."
"It won't have a big impact either."
"And."
"This boy is the son of the goddess."
"Even if he falls into the devil's way, there are people of the Earth Spirit Protoss to manage him."
"We don't have to worry about that much."
"Don't say much about it."
"That's it."
At the end of his speech, the old man in the white robe waved his hand, not letting the old man in the red robe say more.
Above the sky of the prophecy.
The whole body of Chonglou is evil, bloody, insidious, cruel, lecherous, killing and heartless. Countless negative dark evil Qi roll around Chonglou.
In the mind of Chonglou, the scene of a sea of corpses suddenly reappears in Chonglou's mind.
The evil devil holding the magic sword and 18 magic wings behind him.
At the moment, it is completely integrated with Chonglou.
However.
The dark vision of the prophecy did not last long.
Soon.
The colorful Xuanli Qi luck, directly back to the sky.
"Very powerful evil spirit."
"Unfortunately, you met me."
"Look at my heart and eyes."
"Qingfeng cuts the night."
Ji Feng yells at the tower.
The long sword, an artifact in his hand, vibrated directly.