Chapter 428
In the black Six Paths of Reincarnation Hall.
A young man opened his eyes, giving people a sense of oppression like a mountain.
Chen Fan stared at the man with a dim gaze, feeling a huge pressure.
He found himself like a small boat in a storm, which could be overturned at any time.
Because the aura of this man was too terrible, he was definitely an existence beyond the realm of heavenly immortals.
If he fought head-on, he would definitely be killed instantly.
Chen Fan felt something was wrong, knowing that he could not keep his clone.
Because the opponent was a peerless strong man, the gray-black mist on his body surged, giving people a feeling of invincibility.
"Accept my test!"
The terrible man spoke, and then a large amount of gray-black mist filled in and flowed into Chen Fan's body.
Chen Fan wanted to resist, but found that he could not resist at all, and instead felt that his soul was about to sink.
This place is really full of weirdness and unimaginable.
The land of evil demons is really evil.
Gradually, Chen Fan felt as if he had fallen into darkness and sank into an endless abyss.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Chen Fan opened his eyes abruptly, but smelled a scent of soil mixed with grass.
He found himself standing on a piece of ground, with a huge lake right in front of him.
His figure was reflected in the lake, and this figure was not the original him, but one of the six evil demons that suddenly revived.
"I became an evil demon?" Chen Fan felt incredible.
"It's so cruel, such a tragic battle, even such a powerful existence as the True Immortal will die in battle!"
Suddenly, he heard someone sighing not far away, with a sad look in his eyes.
Then, Chen Fan felt a memory flooding into his mind.
It turned out that the owner of his body was called Zhao Hengyi, a true peerless genius who cultivated to the realm of heavenly immortals at only a few thousand years old.
He was the strongest genius in their tribe and a true hero.
Not long ago, a beast from the heavenly realm attacked their tribe, and he fought to the death to kill the beast and protect the tribe.
"What exactly is my test?" Chen Fan was full of questions.
Does this evil demon want him to experience his life?
"Zhao Hengyi, why are you here!"
Suddenly, a voice like a silver bell sounded, and a woman in a purple dress with an ethereal temperament patted his shoulder.
The moment he saw this woman, Chen Fan felt his body tremble instinctively, and his cheeks suddenly turned red.
This was not his instinct, but Zhao Hengyi's instinct.
Zhao Hengyi liked the woman in front of him.
"Qingya!"
Zhao Hengyi called out the other person's name.
Chen Fan discovered that he was not completely able to control this body, but sometimes he could control it, and sometimes this body would follow his instincts.
He was more like a bystander, watching Zhao Hengyi's life.
"Idiot, my name is Lu Qingya. I told you to call me by my nickname, Yaya. Why can't you remember it?" the woman said jokingly.
Zhao Hengyi's face turned even redder, just like a red apple, so red and hot.
No one in this tribe knew that the strongest genius Zhao Hengyi would have such an embarrassing side.
You know, he usually behaves bravely and fearlessly.
Days passed one by one.
One day.
One hundred days.
One thousand days.
Every day was peaceful, but fulfilling.
Zhao Hengyi worked hard every day to improve his strength. In his spare time, there was a talkative girl like Lu Qingya who told him all kinds of interesting stories to relieve his boredom.
Chen Fan, who was in Zhao Hengyi's body, didn't even know how to end this test.
He could only wait quietly to see if there would be a turnaround.
A few years later.
Suddenly, a group of soldiers wearing black armor came outside the tribe. The leader was wearing golden fairy clothes, and the whole person was heroic and extraordinary.
He exuded a noble aura and a unique temperament, which made people unforgettable after just one look.
The patriarch of Zhao Hengyi's Futu tribe came to receive this person in person.
Because the other party was the son of the fairy king, he was feared by Daozhou and had a great reputation.
And Zhao Hengyi also learned the other party's name, Feng Yang.
He was also respected as Fengyang Zhenxian. This time he came to their tribe to investigate something.
Some time ago, a powerful Zhenxian fell, and they suspected that it was caused by evil demons.
Evil demons are the common enemy of everyone. They are cruel and bloodthirsty. Once they are discovered, they must be wiped out.
However, Zhao Hengyi was not too worried. After all, if the sky fell, there would be tall people to support it.
There will always be someone to deal with the evil demons, and he just needs to practice.
His goal is to become a Zhenxian and turn them intoThe Futu tribe flourished.
However, one night, the peace of the Futu tribe was broken.
The chief of the tribe gathered everyone and announced an incredible news.
All three nearby tribes were exterminated, and the perpetrators were suspected to be evil demons. Their tribe is likely to become the next target.
So there were many disputes at the scene. Some people thought that they should move quickly and find a new place as the settlement of the tribe.
Some people also thought that Fengyang Zhenxian was still nearby and could seek his protection, so there was no need to move the tribe.
But some people thought that Fengyang Zhenxian had too many tribes to protect, and might not protect them, the Futu tribe.
Zhao Hengyi was a little upset and powerless when hearing all kinds of quarrels.
Even if he was a celestial being, he would never be his opponent in the face of evil demons that could destroy several large tribes.
At this time, the chief suddenly clapped his hands and decided that he had a way to invite Fengyang Zhenxian to sit here so that everyone would not have to worry.
Everyone dispersed, not understanding how the clan leader could invite a son of an immortal king to sit in their Futu tribe.
This was simply like a fairy tale.
After a while, Zhao Hengyi had been trying to break through the realm in seclusion, wanting to make himself stronger.
One day, he came out of seclusion and suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums, as well as the sound of firecrackers, which sounded very festive.
Zhao Hengyi asked around and found out that Lu Qingya was going to get married, and the person she was going to marry was Fengyang Zhenxian.
Zhao Hengyi felt like something was cut in his heart, and wanted to ask Lu Qingya if she was sincere.
But he was stopped by the clan leader, who handed him a letter and told him that he would know everything after opening the letter.
After Zhao Hengyi read the contents of the letter, he did not go to see Lu Qingya for the last time.
Because these characters were indeed written by the other party.
Lu Qingya told him that this was her best destination, and hoped that they would be strangers and never meet again, so as to avoid misunderstandings.
Zhao Hengyi closed his heart and began to practice hard, and no one could open this closed heart door.
Time passed like flowing water, and a hundred years later.
Zhao Hengyi practiced to the pinnacle of the heavenly fairyland, becoming more and more powerful and majestic.
People in the entire Futu tribe were saying that Zhao Hengyi would most likely become a true fairy in the future and have a bright future.
Countless people wanted to marry their daughters to him, but Zhao Hengyi was unmoved.
But one day, someone suddenly came back to report that Lu Qingya was dead and was killed by evil spirits.
The body was transported back to the tribe, allowing it to fall and return home.
Zhao Hengyi personally took back the body and saw with his own eyes that the person he loved most at the time had thousands of wounds on his body. Each wound was like a knife scraping his heart.
These wounds didn't seem to be caused by evil spirits, because most evil spirits kill people directly, and they don't bother to abuse them.
Zhao Hengyi vowed to investigate the truth and catch the mastermind behind the scenes.
He did not bury Lu Qingya's body, but used a thousand-year-old ice coffin to preserve her body and never decay.
He investigated secretly and did not alarm the tribe members, but one day he was exposed and was discovered by the tribe leader.
The tribe leader wanted to stop him, but he was defeated and fell to the ground.
"I want the truth, even if you are the tribe leader, don't try to stop me!" Zhao Hengyi now has absolute strength and prestige in the tribe.
Even the tribe leader cannot resist him.
The tribe leader sighed heavily and told him the truth.
It turned out that the letter was not written by Lu Qingya voluntarily, but was forced by Feng Yang Zhenxian.
If she didn't do this, not only would the tribe perish, but he, Zhao Hengyi, would also die.
It turned out that Fengyang Zhenxian had taken a fancy to Lu Qingya at first sight and wanted to take her as a concubine.
Lu Qingya kept refusing, which completely angered Fengyang Zhenxian.
This Zhenxian was angry and even destroyed three tribes. He had the support of the Immortal King behind him, so he directly framed the evil demon. Even if someone knew the truth, they dared not speak.
He was warning Lu Qingya and the entire Futu tribe that anyone who disobeyed him would die.
This was the tyranny of Fengyang Zhenxian, this was the tyranny of the Immortal King's own son.
If he continued to investigate, when he found out the truth, the entire Futu tribe would be buried with him.
Because Fengyang Zhenxian was a madman who could do anything.
After knowing the truth, Zhao Hengyi laughed up to the sky and laughed for a whole day and night, laughing so hard that tears flowed and his heart was torn.
A seed of hatred was sown.
He wanted to overthrow the rule of the Immortal King, and he wanted to kill Fengyang Zhenxian with his own hands.
But he didn't expect thatOn the second night, screams continued to be heard from the tribe.
A group of men in black attacked the place at night and slaughtered non-stop.
Zhao Hengyi immediately burst out with the strength of the Heavenly Immortal Realm and killed several men in black, but this alarmed a stronger existence.
A figure surrounded by the True Immortal Law appeared. The other party was extraordinary and heroic. It was the Fengyang True Immortal he had seen that year.
"A genius in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, it's interesting. Let me personally send you to hell!"
Facing the extremely powerful Fengyang True Immortal, Zhao Hengyi was unable to resist at all. He was hit through the chest with one move, breaking his origin.
Then Zhao Hengyi watched helplessly as the people of his tribe were slaughtered.
Zhao Hengyi asked unwillingly: "Why?"
Because he knew the truth and it should not have been exposed, why did Fengyang True Immortal want to destroy their tribe?
The other party gave him a cold answer: "Because I hate the word Fu Tu, and I hate that bitch named Lu Qingya even more. If you want to blame someone, blame her for not getting my love and trying to resist me. I tortured her to death with my own hands. This is the price!"
Feng Yang directly admitted that he killed Lu Qingya, and the so-called evil demons were all directed and acted by himself.
Zhao Hengyi was filled with hatred, and his eyes were full of bloodshot, but it was useless. He could only watch and listen to the other party's rampant laughter.
That day, it rained heavily in Fu Tu tribe, and it turned into a sea of blood. The sky was reflected in blood red.
Countless corpses floated on the sea.
And on this day, a figure appeared on the sea. The other party was wearing white clothes, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and stepped into the air.
Zhao Hengyi couldn't tell whether the person who came was a man or a woman, but he heard a sentence.
"Do you want to live, do you want revenge?"
"I do!"
Zhao Hengyi answered with all his strength.
Then the figure chuckled, stretched out a white and slender finger, and gently pointed in the direction of Zhao Hengyi.
The time around him suddenly froze, and the raindrops falling from the sky also stopped, as if it was paused here.
Then countless gray-black mists poured into Zhao Hengyi's body, making his breath continue to become stronger.
Soon his pupils turned gray-black, and the breath on his body became stronger, I don't know how many levels.
He gained power far beyond the heavenly fairyland.
"Once a hero of the human race, take your anger and swallow everything!"
The white-clothed figure, holding an oil-paper umbrella, was ready to leave.
"Benefactor, who are you?" Zhao Hengyi asked.
"You can call me, Xiezu!" The white-clothed figure disappeared completely.
Xiezu, the ancestor of evil demons, was once the existence he feared the most, and the existence that everyone feared the most.
But he saved his life when he was most desperate, gave him endless power, and gave him the power of revenge!
Zhao Hengyi became an evil demon, and even got the power bestowed by the evil ancestor, becoming one of the most terrifying evil demons.
He directly killed into the territory where Feng Yang Zhenxian was, and with his invincible power, he killed Feng Yang Zhenxian on the spot, and even killed several Zhenxians who wanted to keep him.
This battle shocked the world and attracted the attention of the immortal king.
Even Feng Yang Zhenxian's father personally came to strangle Zhao Hengyi.
But Zhao Hengyi, who got the power of the evil ancestor, was immortal. Even if he died, he could be resurrected, and he could also continuously devour the power of the immortals.
Devour all the energy between heaven and earth.
He became stronger and more terrifying, and finally devoured the immortal kings who were chasing him alive.
This battle completely shocked the world, and people became more and more afraid of the evil demons.
"I am Zhao Hengyi, one of the six demon kings under the command of the evil ancestor!"
"People call me the Devouring Demon King. Are you willing to accept my inheritance?"
Chen Fan had already come out of Zhao Hengyi's body and stood in front of him.
He looked at the gray-black mist flowing on Zhao Hengyi's body. These mists were the terrible evil power that could devour everything.
This was a more terrifying power than the devouring power.
But now Chen Fan didn't seem to be so afraid of the evil demons. Most of the evil demons were transformed from humans.
And he was a poor man.
Having experienced all this personally, Chen Fan could understand the anger in Zhao Hengyi's heart.
"I do!"
Chen Fan nodded. He wanted to see what this Devouring Demon King would pass on to him.