Monster Pet Evolution

Abyss Great Realm.

In the chaos, a huge world of blood red, jet black, deep purple, mixed with dark green and gray stands eternally in the chaos.

From the outside, the structure of this world resembles a spiral staircase, with the bottom layer leading to the deepest part of chaos.

This world is called the Great Abyss Realm, and the size of the Great Abyss Realm is extremely huge even in the entire chaos.

Huge to the point of rarity.

It is precisely because of its huge size that there are legends of the abyss circulating in the multiverse and the planes.

In fact, in many planes, there are legends that the lower the level of the abyss plane, the more powerful the abyssal demon lord, but this is not the case.

"Of course, this is true in big data, but just like human beings have arrogance, there are rare exceptions among the abyssal demon lords, and the seventh-level demon lords of the abyss are famous exceptions." Zhu Yan leaned on the hill Said to Gao Peng and the others.

"What's the lord's name?"

"How strong is it?"

Xiao Huang and the others asked impatiently.

Zhu Yan cleared his throat, "The full name of the demon god lord on the seventh floor of the abyss is Death Storm - Crows of Darkness. This name cannot be called directly in the abyss, otherwise it will be noticed by it, but we are now in Nine Heavens, whatever It doesn't matter how you call it by its name.

As for how strong it is, it once fought against the Xuanwu God among the Four Saints, and retreated unscathed. "

"Cut." Xiao Huang curled his lips, thinking that it was too good, but it turned out that it was just a record of getting out of the body, and the force was lost.

"Ahem, in fact, being able to fight against the Xuanwu God and retreat completely is already very strong. The Xuanwu God once shocked and killed the demon god lord on the fifty-fifth floor of the abyss, and it didn't take too much effort."

"What's the name of the demon god lord on the fifty-fifth floor?" Xiao Huang asked impatiently.

"Uh" Zhu Yan was stunned, I don't know, Bai Ze didn't seem to tell me this.

How should I answer.

One second, two seconds, three seconds passed.

"I still have something to do at home, I'll see you tomorrow, see you soon." Zhu Yan got up to say goodbye, and turned to leave.

Xiao Huang and Da Zi, who are more silly and cute, are still wondering why Zhu Yan went back suddenly, but Pang Dahai and Gao Peng guessed something, and smiled at each other.

At night, the monsters who were hunting and killing demons basically returned to the base camp to rest.

Only remnants of demons linger in the wild.

There is also a moon in the vortex battlefield, which is the projection of the moon from the nine heavens.

The bright moonlight illuminates the black earth.

The valuable corpses on the main battlefield were basically removed, leaving only some low-level and worthless corpses left on the battlefield.

The desolate battlefield looked a little gloomy.

A shadow appeared in the corner of the battlefield.

Lurking in the shadows was a black-skinned little devil who was only less than one meter tall and could be called a miniature dwarf in the demon clan.

The purpose of the little black-skinned devil is very clear. First, he carefully observes his surroundings to confirm that there are no people lurking in the dark, and then turns into a cloud of shadows and swims towards the center of the battlefield.

There is no trace of its movements, lurking in the shadows like a swimming fish.

Finally stopped, the little black-skinned devil raised its head, and there was a white mark between its brows.

The little devil knelt down on one knee, drawing a sacrificial formation with the dried blood from the surrounding corpses.

Black and red mist floated above the formation, and the little devil's body convulsed and fell to the ground, unconscious.

After a while, the little devil opened his eyes and slowly floated up from the ground.

Arms outstretched, legs floating in the void.

There was a strange red light in his eyes.

"The familiar vortex battlefield." The hoarse voice said from the mouth of the little devil. "Hey, let me give you a big gift~"

The little devil's body disintegrated, like a candle melted by high temperature, including the eyes, wings, and torso, all turned into a pool of black solution and sank into the soil.

One thousand meters underground.

A silkworm cocoon wrapped in blood-colored silk thread lay on the ground, and countless dense blood-red silk threads extended from the surface of the silkworm cocoon, just like the roots of plants filled the entire land.

It is absorbing the dead air and blood of the entire battlefield.

The black solution submerged into the cocoons.

A quarter of an hour later, the silkworm cocoon moved.

It shrinks inwards, and then slowly expands outwards, like a beating heart.

"We cleaned up the corpses on the battlefield." A foreign envoy who looked to be in his thirties walked in front, followed by his imperial beast black and white macaque. Looking at the deserted battlefield, the foreign envoy showed a smile on his face. It seems that I came quite early today, and there is still no one there after all this time.

Black and white macaques are fast.

It is easy to carry two corpses on the shoulders,

The imperial envoy of the foreign race identified the corpses in the pile of corpses, trying to pick out corpses with higher value.

After all, it takes a lot of time and energy to go back and forth, so it is natural to maximize the benefits.

"Roar!" He heard his beast master let out an uneasy roar.

The imperial envoy's face became serious, he stopped picking corpses, and prepared to leave here immediately.

Turning around, a black figure was almost close to his nose.

"Ah." The envoy was startled, and leaned back.

Only then did he see clearly the appearance of the black figure in front of him—a blood-stained scarecrow.

The scarecrow had more than a dozen eyeballs hanging on its two eyes. The green blood vessels on the eyeballs and the size of the eyeballs made him have a horrible guess in his heart.

The scarecrow's upper body was covered with a battle suit of a foreign envoy, and a blood-stained identity plate was hung on the chest of the battle suit.

"You..." The foreign envoy backed up again and again, and fell to the ground with a thud.

But what made him breathe a sigh of relief was that the scarecrow didn't make any further moves, but just stood there quietly.

The imperial emissary of the foreign race stood up and ran back.

Boom.

Suddenly knocked over something.

Looking back, I saw a scarecrow knocked to the ground.

The straw on the scarecrow's face parted, revealing the black hole inside, and said faintly: "You bumped into me, so let's play a game~"

grunt.

The alien imperial envoy pretended to retreat, and the black and white macaque had already run behind him, standing at the feet of his imperial beast, and the tension in the alien imperial envoy's heart eased a lot.

"Kill it!" The foreign envoy ordered fiercely.

play games? I'm playing a fucking game with you.

The scarecrow remained expressionless, raised his right hand, and gave a slight upward hook.

A rusty hook bursts from a scarecrow into a macaque.

Then the lifelike soul of a black-and-white macaque is locked with an iron hook.

The foreign envoy's neck stiffened, thinking that he had been tricked by some kind of blindfold.

The black and white vervet monkey fell to the ground with a bang.

The death blood deed of the imperial beast came back, and the alien imperial envoy spat out a mouthful of blood. His whole body seemed to be taken away, as if he hadn't slept for three days, and he was instantly sluggish.

"Nobody bothers us now, so... shall we play a game?" The Scarecrow's voice echoed in his ears.

There are three more, try to finish writing before twelve o'clock!