Golden elixir of cultivation

Chapter 236 Demon Ancestor God, Eight Demons

In the deepest part of the abyss hell, the eight demon ancestors are entangled in their respective territory. They are wind disasters, fire, thunder, frost, plague, dawn, shadow and end. These demon ancestors have their own characteristics and possess unparalleled power and majesty, making the entire abyss of hell tremble.

The ancestor of demons, Wind Disaster, stands in the endless darkness. His body is like a towering mountain, tall and majestic, giving a heavy sense of oppression. His height surpasses the scale of any human or demons, as if the giant between heaven and earth makes people feel extremely shocking and fearful when looking up.

His skin was a deep and vivid dark red, as if it were made of lava and fire. The scorching heat radiated from his body, as if it could ignite everything around him. The lines on his skin are criss-crossed, like traces of lava flowing, and each line is full of power and wildness. These lines not only make his skin look rougher, but also add a bit of wild and ferocious charm to him.

His head is larger than the ordinary demon, as if a volcano that is about to erupted. The long, messy black hair is even more eye-catching against the dark red skin. His face was so hideous and terrifying, as if the devil in the abyss had been embodied. Those red eyes, like two burning flames, reveal endless tyrannical and killing intentions. Whenever he opened his eyes, the entire abyss would tremble, as if the end of the day. His eyes were full of cruelty and arrogance, as if all the souls were in his control.

The bridge of his nose is curved and sharp, like a sharp edge sharpened by time. Two thick nose hairs trembled between the nostrils, adding a bit of wildness and wildness. When his lips were tightly closed, rows of sharp teeth were exposed, as if they could tear apart any obstacle in front of him. The corners of his mouth were raised, giving people a feeling of disdain, as if everything in the world was nothing but tiny dust in his eyes.

The ancestor of demons, Feng Calamity, has well-developed muscles, smooth lines and full of power. Every finger was as hard and sharp as if it were made of steel, making people shudder. His palms were wide and strong enough to easily hold any being that tried to resist him. His arms were covered with a thick layer of scales, which were dark black and gave off a dark sheen. They are hard and sharp, like natural armor, strong enough to withstand any attack.

However, the most fearsome thing about Demon Ancestor Feng Disaster is the pair of huge black wings. When the pair of wings spread out, they were like a dark sky, shrouding the entire abyss in shadow. Each feather seemed to be woven with death, exuding a chilling aura. The feathers on the wings are tough and dense, as if even the sky cannot pass through them. When Wind Disaster flapped its wings, the strong wind was enough to sweep away the surrounding demons and rocks, shaking the entire abyss.

Except for its wings, Feng Calamity's body is not static. It was as if lava was surging beneath his skin, and every heartbeat seemed like a harbinger of a volcanic eruption. It was an unstoppable force, which made people feel fear, but also felt the endless power contained in him. His chest was wide and thick. With each breath, a heat wave continued to surge, as if to burn everything around him. The fiery aura emanating from his body is enough to make everything around him feel as if it is being scorched by lava.

The lower body of the Demon Ancestor Wind Calamity is as majestic as the upper body. Two thick thighs supported his huge body, and his steps were steady and powerful, making the entire abyss tremble. His leg muscles are clearly defined and full of wildness and strength. They are strong and powerful enough to support him to easily cross obstacles in the abyss. His footsteps echoed in the abyss, shaking the heartstrings of every creature like thunder.

An indescribable stench emanated from the body of the Demon Ancestor Feng Calamity. The smell was a mixture of lava, rotting flesh and sulfur that was suffocating and nauseating. This smell permeates the abyss and penetrates every corner, making it unbearable. It reminds all creatures of the power and cruelty of this demon. No creature dares to challenge his authority.

The Fire Demon Ancestor God is the most fiery and violent existence in the Abyss Hell. His figure was tall and burly, like a volcano standing in the abyss. The whole body is covered with red scales, and each scale seems to be burning with flames, exuding a fiery aura. The scales are tight and hard, shining with a dazzling red light, as if fire is jumping on the skin.

Huo Huang's head is huge and majestic, complementing his body shape. A head of flaming red hair swirled around the top of his head, like a burning flame, making people afraid to look directly at it. His face was ferocious and cruel, and his eyes were dark red, like two blazing fireballs. His eyes are sharp and fierce, as if he can penetrate all illusions, making people feel frightened and uneasy.

The bridge of Huo Huang's nose was high and sharp, like it was formed by the condensation of lava. The two nose hairs were curled, exuding a burning smell. The corners of his mouth were raised, revealing rows of sharp teeth, as if they could tear through any obstacles that hindered his progress. His jaw is well-defined and muscular, demonstrating his unparalleled bite power.

Huo Huang's shoulders were broad and thick, like a dam of flowing lava. His arms were thick and powerful, and each finger was like a sharp spike formed by lava. When he waved his arms, the fiery storm was enough to instantly burn the surrounding creatures to ashes. His palms were huge and powerful, as if he could easily hold the whole world.

Huo Huang's chest was broad and thick, and with every breath he took, he could feel lava-like heat waves surging inside his body. The endless flames burned within his body, exuding a fiery aura that made it impossible to get close. His abdominal muscles have clear lines, and each muscle seems to be solid and powerful as if it has been tempered for thousands of times.

Huo Huang's legs were thick and strong, as if he could travel through the entire abyss and hell. Every step he takes can cause the ground to tremble, as if the abyss is afraid of his power. His steps were steady and powerful, as if lava was flowing on the ground, leaving fiery traces wherever he went.

The most fearsome thing is Huo Huang's wings, which are a pair of wings made of flames. When the wings spread out, it was like a sea of ​​fire billowing in the sky, emitting blazing light and suffocating heat waves. Every feather on the wings seemed to be condensed from flames, shining with a dazzling red light. As he flapped his wings, the flames streaked across the sky like meteors, burning everything around him.

Huo Huang's body exuded a strong smell of burnt wood and sulfur, which was the breath of fire on his body. The smell permeated the air, making it suffocating and nauseating. However, for Huo Huang, this smell was a symbol of his strength and a sign of pride.

The thunderous demon ancestor god is the most shocking and majestic existence in abyss hell. His figure was tall and burly, like a majestic mountain peak standing in the abyss. The whole body is covered with dark gray scales, and each scale seems to contain the power of lightning, exuding a chilling atmosphere. The scales are hard and sharp, shining with silver light, as if lightning flashed across the skin.

Thunder's head is huge and majestic, befitting his stature. Thick gray hair swirled around the top of his head like dark clouds gathering together. His face was cold and solemn, and his eyes were dark gray, as sharp as two thunderbolts. His eyes are firm and resolute, as if he can see through all illusions, making people feel uneasy.

The bridge of Lei Ming's nose is high and resolute, like a rock after a lightning strike. The two nose hairs were curled, exuding a faint electric aura. The corners of his mouth tightened, revealing rows of sharp teeth, as if they could tear through any obstacles that hindered his progress. His jaw is well-defined and muscular, demonstrating his unparalleled bite power.

Lei Ming's shoulders are broad and thick, as if they were formed by the accumulation of thunderstorm clouds. His arms were thick and powerful, and each finger was like a sharp spike condensed by lightning. When he waved his arms, the thunder and lightning storm was enough to instantly turn the surrounding creatures into charcoal. His palms were huge and powerful, as if he could easily hold the whole world. Lei Ling's chest was broad and thick, and with every breath he took, he could feel the electricity surging through his body. The endless thunder and lightning surged through his body, exuding a frightening aura that made it impossible to get close. His abdominal muscles have clear lines, and each muscle seems to be solid and powerful as if it has been tempered for thousands of times.

Lei Ling's legs were thick and strong, as if he could travel through the entire abyss of hell. Every step he takes can cause the ground to tremble, as if the abyss is afraid of his power. His steps were steady and powerful, as if electricity was flowing on the ground, leaving weak traces of electricity wherever he went.

The most fearsome thing is Thunder's Wings, which are a pair of wings made of thunder and lightning. When the wings spread out, it was like a thunderstorm tumbling in the sky, emitting a dazzling silver light and a chilling electric aura. Every feather on the wings looks like condensed lightning, shining with silver light. As he flapped his wings, thunder and lightning streaked across the sky like silver arrows, electrocuting everything around him into ashes.

Lei Ming's body exudes a strong aura of electricity and metal, which is the aura of thunder and lightning on his body. The smell permeates the air, causing palpitations and fear. However, for Lei Ming, this smell is a symbol of his strength and a sign of pride.

The Frost Demon Ancestor God is the most cold and mysterious existence in the Abyss Hell. His body is tall and elegant, as if a iceberg stands in the abyss. The whole body is covered with ice-blue scales, and each scale seems to be embedded in the ice, exuding a chilling aura. The scales are smooth and hard, flashing with cold light, as if the ice is condensed on the skin.

Frost's head is elegant and mysterious, perfectly matching his figure. A long ice -blue hair hovers above the head, like a falling snowflake. His face was cold and beautiful, and his eyes were dark blue, as crystal clear as two ice crystals. The eyes are indifferent and deep, as if you can insight all the falsehood, making people feel frightened.

The bridge of Bingshuang's nose was tall and elegant, as if it were carved from ice. The two nose hair curled, exuding a cold atmosphere. The corner of his mouth rose, showing a touch of smile, as if he could instantly freeze all enthusiasm and life. His jaw lines are clear and muscles are beautiful and powerful, showing his unparalleled bite force.

Frost's shoulders are broad and elegant, as if they were made of accumulated ice. His arms were slender and powerful, and each finger was like a sharp spike made of ice crystals. When he waved his arms, the icy storm was enough to instantly freeze the surrounding creatures into ice sculptures. His palms were huge and powerful, as if he could easily hold the whole world.

Bingshuang's chest was broad and thick, and with every breath he took, he could feel the cold air surging through his body. The endless coldness was raging inside his body, exuding a chilling aura that made it impossible to get close. His abdominal muscles have clear lines, and each muscle seems to be solid and powerful as if it has been tempered for thousands of times.

Frost's legs were slender and elegant, as if they could travel through the entire abyss of hell. Every step he takes can cause the ground to tremble, as if the abyss is afraid of his power. His steps were light and calm, as if ice crystals were gliding on the ground, leaving faint traces of ice wherever they went.

The most fearsome thing is Frost's wings, which are a pair of wings made of ice crystals. When the wings are spread out, it is like a sheet of ice spreading in the air, emitting a cold light and a heart-stopping chill. Every feather on the wings looks like condensed ice crystals, shining with crystal light. As he flapped his wings, ice crystals streaked across the sky like cold arrows, freezing everything around him into ice sculptures.

The frost's body exudes a strong cold and snow -and -snow atmosphere, which is the frosty atmosphere on him. This smell is filled with palpitations and fear. However, for Frost, this smell is a symbol of his strength and a sign of pride.

The plague is the most horrible and evil existence in the abyss hell. His figure was short and bloated, standing like a foul-smelling pustule in the abyss. The whole body was covered with rotten green skin, and every inch of the skin seemed to be struggling with fester, exuding a disgusting smell. The skin was dripping with pus and shone with a disgusting light, making people shudder.

Plague's head is low and fat, fitting his stature. Long green hair coiled around the top of his head, twisting like a poisonous snake. His face was twisted and ferocious, and his eyes were dark green, bulging like two poisonous bubbles. The eyes are full of malice and resentment, as if they can release endless plagues and deaths, making people feel frightened and uneasy.

Plague's nose was flat and collapsed, as if it had been tortured by a serious illness. The two nose hair is yellow and curled, exuding a rotten atmosphere. The corners of his mouth were stuffed, and the rows of sharp teeth were exposed, as if he could eat all life. His jaw lines are blurred, muscle is weak, showing his unparalleled destruction.

Plague's shoulders were narrow and stooped, as if he had been crushed by a serious illness. His arms were short and fat, and each finger was twisted like a poisonous snake. When he waved his arms, the plague storm was enough to poison the surrounding creatures instantly. His palms were wide and flat, as if he could easily hold the world in his hands.

Plague's chest was narrow and collapsed, and with every breath, the stench could be felt surging through his body. The endless plague was raging in his body, exuding a disgusting aura that made it impossible to get close. His abdominal muscles were flabby, and every muscle seemed weak and weak after a long period of decay.

Plague's legs are short and fat, as if it can travel through the entire abyss of hell. His pace was stagnant and heavy, as if the abyss was afraid of his power. His pace was slow and gloomy, as if the poisonous snake crawled on the ground, leaving the nauseous pus traces where he went.

The most feared thing is the plague's wings, which are a pair of wings made of venom. When the wings spread out, they were like a poisonous cloud billowing in the sky, emitting a disgusting light and a disgusting stench. Every feather on the wings seemed to be condensed with venom, shining with a sickening light. When waving its wings, the venom streaked across the sky like green arrows, poisoning everything around it into a wasteland.

Plague's body exudes a strong stench and the smell of death, which is the breath of plague on his body. The smell hung in the air, making people feel sick and frightened. To Plague, however, the smell was a symbol of his strength and a sign of pride.

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