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The memory of [Dragon Claw Demonic Tree] is intermittent and not very clear.

Maybe it's because its [soul] has been severely damaged and is difficult to recover from.

However, its memories also gave Yang Yunfan some basic understanding of that [old castle].

"A soul clone of the Gray Bird Evil Lord has been guarding the castle all year round and has never left. He is not like the owner of this [Demon Realm of Creation], but more like a gatekeeper, obeying someone's orders and guarding

At the entrance of the passage."

"Of course, it is also possible that this world is too dangerous and the Gray Bird Evil Lord is not strong enough to explore in depth. He can only occupy an old castle first and use it as a base to explore slowly."

Yang Yunfan learned from the memory of the [Dragon Claw Demonic Tree] that if he wanted to enter the [Demon Realm of Creation], he had to pass through this castle.

Otherwise, the body below the holy level would not be able to cross the bloody restriction in the sky. But now, the castle has been occupied by the [Gray Bird Evil Lord] and his group. In other words, Yang Yunfan must deal with the Gray Bird Evil Lord before he can enter.

The real [Demon Realm of Creation].

Whether it is to kill through the castle or to use resourcefulness to gain the trust of the Gray Bird Evil Lord, it is a test.

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Along the way, Yang Yunfan and his party did not encounter any danger again.

Although there were sporadic low-level evil spirits spying on them on the road, Yang Yunfan casually exuded the aura of the [Shura Clan], which made those low-level evil spirits pee out of fear and flee far away.

About half an hour later, Yang Yunfan turned a mountain col.

The next moment, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear.

Ahead, he saw two huge canyons sandwiching a magnificent castle, blocking his way like a natural moat, blocking the road ahead.

"Shasha~~"

The blood moon was in the sky, falling down and illuminating the old mottled walls of the castle, making it look extremely eerie and terrifying.

A large number of vultures and red-headed bats smelled the unfamiliar atmosphere and made desolate calls of "quacking". They kept flying from all directions and landed on the walls of the castle one after another. While combing their feathers, they stared at it with cold eyes.

Yang Yunfan and his party.

"Is this this place?"

Yang Yunfan raised his head. Under the ferocious iron mask, in a pair of eyes, a strange six-pointed star began to flicker.

He saw that there were black and sticky traces left on the walls of the castle.

Of course he knew that it was formed after the blood dried.

Looking at the scope of the black mud, he could imagine how many people had died in this ancient castle over the years.

There are also vultures and red-headed bats circling everywhere in this castle. These two types of monsters are low-level evil monsters in the devil world and specialize in eating corpses. With such a large number of vultures and bats living here, it can be inferred that

How many corpses are produced here every day.

"It seems that this place is not only a pass, but also a passage. There will be outside monks who are constantly coming in, so the soul clone of the Evil Lord Gray Bird is guarding here." Yang Yunfan secretly guessed in his heart.

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His eyes followed the walls of the castle and looked down.

Below the castle is a bottomless crack, like eighteen levels of hell. Each level is more evil than the next, making people terrified.

In the cracks, black mist rolled like boiling water, which affected Yang Yunfan's vision somewhat.

Fortunately, in this demon world, his eyesight has been greatly improved, and he can barely see clearly the existence under the black mist.

"Is it a river of blood?"

After seeing it clearly, Yang Yunfan suddenly felt horrified.

Below the black mist, there was actually a huge river of blood. The river was surging and exuding a strong smell of blood. Moreover, there was a breath of life fluctuating under the river. Apparently there was some kind of powerful evil spirit living there.

"How many people must be killed to create such a river of blood?"

"The former owner of this [Demon Realm of Creation] must have been a great devil."

Yang Yunfan could not imagine how many killings this place had experienced.

Because this blood river is just the entrance to the [Demon Realm of Creation]. And there are countless such blood rivers in the entire Demonic Realm of Creation.

"Today, I will smash the old castle to pieces, destroy this evil lair, and avenge those living beings who died in vain!"

Before coming, Yang Yunfan was still considering whether to break in by force or outwit him.

However, when he saw the river of blood, he immediately made a decision in his heart!

"This time, I will let you drink the blood of evil spirits."

Yang Yunfan looked at the [Dragon Claw Demonic Tree] on his left hand.

This piece of evil lord's magic weapon greatly boosted his confidence.

Although, with his current strength, he is still unable to fully unleash the power of the [Dragon Claw Demonic Tree].

Fortunately, this [Dragon Claw Demonic Tree] is extremely tolerant.

It can be downwardly compatible to the emperor-level evil demon, and now it is connected by blood with Yang Yunfan, which can bring out his strength to the greatest extent... No matter what, it is always much stronger than the emperor-level source soldiers he brought with him.

"Buzz~~"

At this time, Yang Yunfan looked at the [Dragon Claw Demonic Tree] and his mind moved.

"Puff puff puff!"

This [Dragon Claw Demonic Tree] understood what Yang Yunfan meant. The twisted and twisted tree trunk looked like a dragon, and each section began to shake, entangled together, and at the same time, it continued to extend forward.

Hundreds of branches, like twists, are tightly wound around each other, almost blending into one.

Soon after, this [Dragon Claw Demonic Tree] turned into a three-foot-long sharp demonic sword that grew on Yang Yunfan's left hand.

"Well, this is much more pleasing to the eye."

Seeing this scene, Yang Yunfan nodded slightly, and then said in his heart: "It would be better if I could collect it freely."

"Pulp and rustle."

As if he understood what Yang Yunfan meant, the body of the [Dragon Claw Demonic Tree] shook a few more times, and then slowly shrank, and then shrank into Yang Yunfan's arm section by section, and finally turned into a [Dragon].

The mark that looked like a claw was shining brightly on Yang Yunfan's arm.

"As expected of the [Evil Lord Demon Soldier], he is truly extraordinary."

Realizing that this [Dragon Claw Demonic Tree] was hidden in his arm, although invisible, it directly strengthened the strength and defense of his arm, Yang Yunfan suddenly laughed.

It is worthy of being a treasure of the Holy Class. It has a price but no market.

Even a hundred pieces of emperor-level source weapons are not as valuable to a strong person as a single holy-level weapon.

"Youyue, go call the door!"

Next, Yang Yunfan put the divine sword, heavy gun and other weapons hanging on his body into his storage bag, made a friendly gesture as if he came to pay a visit, and then asked You Yue to call the door.

"Yes, Master."

Youyue nodded, but after taking a few steps, she asked doubtfully: "Master, under what name should I call the door?"

Even if Yang Yunfan is pretending to be a big boss in the demon world, he should have a resounding title, otherwise, wouldn't it be obvious to others at once?

"I am the [Hermit] in the mist, coming from the immortal and everlasting [Eternal Boat]. And you are the ones who I have cultivated with my own Shura blood in the [Chaos Star Sea], and accepted it.

The human beings [the favored ones].”
Chapter completed!