Hearing this said, everyone's mood fell silent all of a sudden. In this plane where Seraphim can run amok, the appearance of an eight-winged angel-level powerhouse is obviously very shocking news. Even the strong Liroya frowned, revealing a look of horror for the first time.

"Ahem!" At this time, Gao Sen seemed to be a different person, his face was bright, and after coughing twice, he said with a little smugness: "If you can break my contract and tell me how to get rid of the curse of the god of the underworld, I am willing to intercede with His Royal Highness the Prince and send you out of here safely!"

Bang, the answer Gao Sen got was a heavy kick for Forget Worry, and when he turned into a rolling gourd, he heard Forget Worry say angrily: "Just because you two waste wood are worthy of negotiating terms with me?"

Ouyang Ruolan said at this time: "Actually, we may not have to go in, everyone thinks, that demon prince has not been chased out until now, I think he may be trapped inside and can't get out." And we haven't seen any reaction from him along the way, maybe his influence is only that room. So as long as we don't provoke him, he will definitely not be able to do anything about us!"

"There are some things, escaping is not the way!" Poor Dao said lightly: "You wait here, I'll go talk to him!" After speaking, Poor Dao dodged a few times and left them to go. A few little girls did not follow very well, and they all stood there silently waiting.

Come to that entrance again. Poor Dao first exhaled and said: "The bastard inside listened, the uncle is going to come in!" After speaking, Poor Dao did not move, but released the Yuanshen Fire Phoenix, and then sank his consciousness into the body of the Phoenix. Poor Dao controlled the phoenix's body and swaggered in.

"Boom"! Just halfway through. A great bolt of lightning came to greet me again. The poor road is not big at this time, and the wings are only more than a meter apart, but in the face of the thundering lightning, I don't dodge or dodge, open the bird's beak wide, and eat it directly. Lightning, for Xuanqi Tianhuo, is just a tonic.

The guy inside was a little anxious when he saw that the lightning was useless, and immediately blasted three lightning bolts in a row. One hit is stronger than the other, but unfortunately it doesn't have the slightest lethality to the poor road, but it makes me eat very well. After the three lightning strikes, I also came to the room. After a closer look, it was immediately clear to me everything.

It's not big here. There is a rotunda with a diameter of 20 meters, and there is only one entrance. In the middle of the ten-meter-high roof hangs a beautiful magic lamp. Underneath the lamp is a cylindrical altar made of golden metal, about three meters in diameter and more than one meter high.

In the center of the altar is a giant crystal ball that is colorless and transparent. The diameter of the sphere is not much smaller than the diameter of the altar. The small half of the crystal ball is like an altar, and most of it is exposed. Its texture is very pure, and there is no trace of variegation at all. Faintly revealing extremely pure and powerful earth wind elemental magic fluctuations.

On the edge of the upper surface of the altar around the crystal ball, there are many magic symbols, and there are ten special areas the size of palms, which are used to let the controller go, and the record says that the crystal ball is absolutely not allowed to be touched. The whole hall was furnished with these two pieces, the altar and the chandelier, and nothing else.

Of course, there are some other things here, such as corpses. There were a total of eleven corpses in the hall. All are exceptionally complete. The guy lying on the ground at the door is a black-robed mage of the demon clan, and it can be seen from his gorgeous magic battle and a particularly high-level magic equipment that this guy is definitely a high-status figure.

Although 4,000 years have passed, the corpse is still in its basic form, without weathering or drying up. It shows that his own strength is already strong enough to preserve the corpse. In addition to him, the other ten corpses were all winged people, and they lay evenly around the altar, as neatly as they were arranged.

They should be the core figures of the Winged Human Race, the Ten Elders. It's a pity that all of them died here, causing the Winged Humans to be leaderless all of a sudden, and until now they have almost been wiped out. Didn't you know to keep a second-in-command at the time? What a bunch of fools!

That's pretty much what happened in the hall, and I didn't find the person who attacked me. I was afraid that he would be invisible, so I carefully probed with my divine sense, but still found nothing. So, Poor Dao immediately focused his mental power on the crystal ball, and communicated with him with his spiritual power: "Are you coming out by yourself, or do you want me to beat you out?"

After receiving the threat of Poor Dao, there was finally a change in the crystal ball, and a black pillar of smoke suddenly appeared on it, revealing the upper half of a person's body on the top of the smoke pillar. This person's appearance is exactly the same as that of the demon mage lying on the ground. The only difference is that lightning flashes around his body from time to time.

As soon as Poor Dao saw his appearance, he immediately understood that he had actually cultivated himself into a demon spirit. The so-called demon spirit is actually a powerful demon race, after death, the soul is immortal, and he is unwilling to be reincarnated, so he cultivates his soul into a void body form, in order to survive for a long time.

Demon spirits have no physical limitations, and are immune to all physical attacks, but they are very cold to magical attacks. Their means of attack can only be magic, because they are all strong guys in life, so their souls are strong, and their spiritual power is also very high, and after there is no physical limitation, they can cultivate magic very quickly and the effect is also very strong.

It's just that because the magic elements of each system are easy to reject, when you have a body, it's okay to say that you can separate them with a physical body, but there is no way to solve this problem if you don't have a body. Therefore, the demon spirit can only practice one system of magic, and no spells from other systems can be cast. It's a little regret for them.

Because of this, the demon spirit can have different names depending on the system of cultivation. For example, this Tajik prince practiced thunder spells, so he was also called "Thunder Demon Spirit".

This guy appeared in front of the poor road. The body is the same size as a normal person, just sitting on the cigarette pillar, and stepping on the crystal ball, it looks very tall, and he actually looks down at the poor road and speaks, he asked me with a little horror: "Excuse me." Who is Your Excellency?"

"I am the master of this city!" said to him word by word, seriously. As I spoke, I spread my wings and hovered over his head, so that he had to look up when he spoke to me.

"You!" he looked very excited, his body was trembling, and the lightning on his body also increased, as if he wanted to use a spell to blast me to slag, but considering my performance just now, he didn't seem to care about his lightning, and then he forcibly suppressed the fire. He said politely: "Your Excellency, do you have any evidence to show that you are the master here?"

"You don't need that thing!" Poor Dao said calmly: "Whether it is in the Demon Realm or in the Continent, an eternal truth is that the strong are respected!

"Your Excellency, don't think that the lightning that can restrain me just enough will kill me!" said the Tajik prince angrily: "As long as I hide in this huge magic crystal sphere, you can't do anything about me, it's really forcing me." I'm going to cause the energy inside to explode. When the time comes, the whole city will be ruined, and you will be no exception!"

When Poor Dao heard this, he immediately couldn't cry or laugh, this guy even wanted to fool me. He didn't know that I had found the Record Stone in advance. knows the inside story of the city, otherwise he will not be able to say if he is really blinded.

"Hehe!" Poor Dao smiled, "Correct your mistake, the thing under your body is not a magic crystal." His name is the Heart of the Wind God, and it is an artifact made by the Wind God himself, if you really have the ability to detonate the artifact, I will be willing to die!

"You, how do you know?" said the Tajik prince in surprise.

"I know so many things, far more than you can imagine, His Royal Highness the Prince of Tajikistan!" said his name with a smile.

"Good. Your Excellency really knows a lot!" The Prince of Tajikistan finally regained his composure after a shock, and said, "Let's get straight to the point, what do you want to do?"

"I need you to surrender!"

"This can't be!" Prince Tajik replied: "I am a pure-blooded demon royal family, and when only others surrender to me, I will definitely not surrender to anyone." ”

"Would you rather be destroyed than surrender?" Poor Dao confirmed.

"Of course, I can lose my life and soul, but I must not lose my dignity and pride!" said the Tajik prince with righteousness and awe-inspiring.

"In that case!" Poor Dao laughed evilly, "Then you will die!" After saying that, Poor Dao suddenly turned into a huge palm, first cutting off the black smoke that connected him to the heart of the wind god from below, and then wrapped him in a clump. This attack was really unexpected, and the Tajik prince simply thought that I would fight if I said it, and he was captured alive by me before he even had time to react.

"Ah, despicable sneak attack!" the Tajik prince protested indignantly, while mobilizing the energy of his whole body to resist the invasion of heaven and earth.

"Idiot, don't you get tired of deceit, do you understand? Do you dare to say that you greeted you in advance when you led people to attack the wingman?" asked Poor Dao disdainfully.

"But, but you can't just beat it? Do you know how to be polite? Don't you talk about manners? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by others?" The Tajik prince was at a loss for words, so he had to be aggrieved and careless about these little things.

"Hehe, say you're an idiot, you still don't believe it!" Poor Dao said with a smile: "Don't you know that history is always written by the victors? As long as you die, even your soul and consciousness will disappear forever, who will know that I don't know how to be polite? Who can say that I have no grace? Who can laugh at me for anything? Hehe, even if you laugh at you, I'm afraid you are laughing at you, a loser." ”

"I!" the Tajik prince was speechless, he was not stupid, of course he knew that I was telling the truth, and in a while, he would disappear from this world forever. Whoever remembers him, who knows him, his name will be lost to history forever. As soon as he thought of this, he was particularly unwilling, although the time of complete extinction was approaching, his heart finally changed.

"I don't want to die, I can't die, I haven't lived enough, I still have to live!" The Tajik prince suddenly said to me frantically: "Spare me, I am willing to surrender to you!"

"Hehe, the one who knows the times is Junjie, your choice is right. It's just that you're too dangerous, I have to guard against it, you can make a statement yourself!" said Poor Dao with a smile. Seeing that the goal had been achieved, I immediately gathered the heavenly fire and stopped pressing, in fact, I was already merciful to my subordinates, otherwise, with his body as a demon spirit, he would definitely be burned down.

"Alas!" the Tajik prince sighed, and then formally signed a slave contract with me, and offered a piece of his soul as a guarantee for me.

After receiving him, Poor Dao immediately withdrew the heavenly fire, and then let him go back, and at the same time, he also drove the Yuan Shen back to the outside body. Quack, now, the city in the sky can officially belong to Poor Daura!

Then, Poor Dao swaggered in in the form of a human and said to the Tajik prince hiding in the heart of the wind god: "I talked to you just now, and the tiger was shaken, and the king's spirit was overwhelming, so you willingly surrendered to me." As for the rest, nothing happened, you know?"

"Understood, understood!" The Tajik prince was not stupid at all, and immediately guessed that I was deliberately trying to hide my strength, so he hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"Very good!" Poor Dao nodded with a smile and said, "Let me see what my companions are doing?"

"Yes!" the Tajik prince agreed, and immediately an image appeared on the heart of the wind god, and several girls were waiting anxiously in the passage.

This is a wonderful use of the Wind God's Heart, which can see any corner of the city and transmit sounds. This is used for long-distance command during battle, which is very convenient. Poor Dao knew that there was this function from the record stone, and he clearly wrote it down at the time, and now he just took it to try, and it was really magical!

"Oh, why hasn't it been so long!" said Elena, stomping her foot in frustration.

After hearing Elena's words from the heart of the wind god, Poor Dao's heart suddenly warmed, and it was good that someone cared, and then I smiled and said to them: "The matter is done, you guys come in!"

"Hell!" the girls jumped up in fright, they only heard the sound, but they couldn't judge the direction, and they couldn't find anyone left and right, of course they were afraid to pull.

Poor Dao didn't expect them to react so violently, so he had to smile bitterly, "It's not a ghost, it's me, if you want to hear the story of His Royal Highness the Prince, come quickly, don't wait for anyone if it's slow!"