Before I knew it, the sky gradually cleared and brightened again.

Xu Zimo stretched his waist, and the book in his hand had already turned to the last page.

"It's finished," he took a long breath and took a sip of the hot tea next to him.

The tiredness of the night seemed to be dispelled.

"Thanks," Xu Zimo stood up and said.

"I want to go to the Triumphant Palace, come again if I have a chance."

"I've been there all the time, the son can come anytime," the old man nodded and said.

Xu Zimo nodded, and then left the Taoguang Book Hall.

It wasn't until Xu Zimo's figure disappeared that the sloppy old man at the gate of the academy had just walked in.

He looked at the demon saint and asked: "Do you know him?"

"Know," the demon saint nodded.

"What a joke, how old is that kid," the sloppy old man obviously didn't believe it.

"You will understand later," Demon Saint didn't want to explain more, he just looked out the window and looked at the horizon.

Said: "I thought this old bone was going to be buried in this demon realm, but I didn't expect that there would be a chance to come out of the mountain."

"Where are you going?" The sloppy old man seemed to be a little confused.

"Go to the peak of the Nine Regions and walk again," Demon Saint said with a smile.

After he said this, he saw that the sloppy old man next to him was already dumbfounded, his mouth opened slightly.

It seems that some do not believe what he said.

"Is the ancestor of the demon saint reading too much? It's silly to read," he even whispered inwardly.

"You don't understand, it's rare to be confused, it's rare to be confused," the demon saint laughed and left.

The Palace of Triumph, which means the return of triumph.

In fact, many powerhouses of the Demon Race will leave their inheritance behind.

But they will not leave it to their younger generations for nothing, there must be some tests.

The test is not dangerous, but if you are not careful, you will die.

Therefore, the Triumph Palace was established.

I hope that the disciples of the trial can return safely, but they have to pass on.

When Xu Zimo arrived, he found dozens of young girls standing here.

These people are all different demons, and they are gathering together, chatting in twos and threes.

Seeing Xu Zimo's arrival, Wang Li, who was eagerly waiting in the crowd, had already waited for a long time.

He greeted him quickly and said with a smile: "Brother Xu, you haven't been here for a long time, but I'm worried."

"What are you worried about, afraid that I won't come?" Xu Zimo asked.

"That's not true, it's just that the trial of the Devil Dao is about to begin, and I'm afraid Brother Xu will not catch up," Wang Li replied, being able to speak, afraid that there would be a gap between the two.

"That's not enough," Xu Zimo shook his head.

Five people stood together, and Wang Li told Xu Zimo about the basic things of the Devil's Dao.

Like his name, Devil Road has only one avenue.

There is not such a vast territory, just a avenue with no other end, but this avenue is vast and boundless.

There are many demons on the road.

Of course, these demons are not real demons, they are all formed by the power left behind by the evil demon Mi.

It can be said that killing one is one less.

It's just that over the past thousand years, I don't know how many people have entered the Dao of the Devil, and I don't know how many demons have been killed, but there is still no inheritance.

Some people even died of exhaustion in it, and they did not reach the end of the road.

"Is it a phantom or something?" Xu Zimo guessed when he heard what a few people said.

"This shouldn't be possible," Wang Li replied.

"It's not that no one had doubted it before, but unfortunately, I couldn't find the flaw. I think it is real."

Several people were chatting, and suddenly a pair of people came from the side.

"Wang Li," the leader of the group was a somewhat arrogant man.

He was wearing a black robe and a monster with a small red horn painted on his chest.

Xu Zimo flipped through the books last night and knew that this image should be a fire demon.

They live in the northwest mountain of Demon Realm, where there are several continuous active volcanoes.

Seeing the incoming person, Wang Li's expression also became cold, and he replied, "Hong Ze, what's the matter?"

"I heard that you have gathered people together, let me see which one is crooked," the young man named Hong Ze laughed.

"Don't go too far," Wang Li said coldly with his eyes condensed.

"Excessive?" Hong Ze laughed loudly, then set his eyes on Xu Zimo.

"Are you the one who joined them regardless of my words?"

"Ignore your words, why should I listen to you?" Xu Zimo asked back.

"Good boy, bold," Hong Ze snorted coldly.

Then he approached a few steps and said faintly: "But you remember, kid, life and death are inevitable in Devil Dao.

Protect yourself. "

"Hong Ze, don't threaten us," Wang Li might be afraid that Xu Zimo was afraid, so he hurriedly stood up and said.

"The demons fight each other, you know the price."

"The price, the dead won't say it," Hong Ze smiled, and then left with a few people.

Only a few people left, Wang Li, looked embarrassed.

"Brother Xu...," Wang Li tried to explain something, but was interrupted by Xu Zimo.

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Xu Zimo shook his head and said, "I ask you, what is the origin of Hong Ze?"

"His father is the owner of Sun Mountain in the Seventy-two Mountains.

Sun Mountain ranks among the top three of the Seventy-two Mountains. It is extremely powerful. Even if it is the patriarch, it must give some face," Wang Li said.

"So over time, he became presumptuous, and everyone didn't dare to provoke him."

"It's interesting," Xu Zimo said.

"Brother Xu don't have to be afraid of revenge. My father is also the owner of the Seventy-two Mountain," Wang Li said again.

"Although Sun Mountain is not strong, it is not difficult to protect you."

When the two were chatting, there was a sudden noise coming from nearby.

"It's Elder Moyin who has arrived, everyone is quieter."

Upon hearing this, the originally noisy Triumph Hall became quiet instantly.

This magic sound elder is proficient in temperament and is very sensitive to sound.

If anyone speaks, I'm afraid they will be reprimanded, and they won't even be allowed to enter the Devil's Road.

After all, the elders of Moyin are also high in seniority, and everyone dare not rebel.

Xu Zimo looked up, only to see an old man in a red robe approaching with great momentum.

What is eye-catching is his ears.

It is as large as a screen, and it is also like a tree ring, with annual rings spinning around.

"The Devil Way is open, you all understand the rules, but I will repeat it," the elder Moyin walked over without talking nonsense, and said directly.

"The Devil's Dao will open up the world for seven days, and no matter what happens after seven days, you will be forcibly teleported out.

As for where you will be transported to the Devil Dao after entering the Devil Dao, it all depends on luck. "

"Elder, we all understand," someone replied.

"Inheritance is based on ability and chance, not to kill each other," said the elder Moyin.

(End of this chapter)