You must know that although the Lord of the Hidden Dragon is a Fadan, the Demon Ancestor is a figure in the middle stage of Thunder Channeling, and it is only a temporary realm fall, and there is a chance to recover to the peak of Thunder Channeling at any time, and even the strength of the half-step Mang Realm.

A Fadan Realm calls a character in the Thunder Realm a little devil, just like a child pointing at an adult's nose and scolding the other party for being a little child, I can understand what kind of mood that adult is in at the moment.

What is the mood of adults, what is the mood of the Demon Ancestor at the moment.

He didn't expect that he just casually pointed out the other party's location, and the other party showed up. And not only did he appear, but he also brought a large number of masters of the Hidden Dragon Clan, and even pointed at his nose and scolded himself as an extraterritorial little devil, saying that he wanted to avenge the True Dragon Dynasty!

This made the boiling anger in his heart even more like pouring another scoop of hot oil, and the 'Demon Ancestor' Ying Guixiong's face was gloomy, he looked at the Lord of the Hidden Dragon standing in mid-air, and said word by word: "Do you have the courage to say it again?"

Anyone could hear it, and the incomparable killing intent contained in his words seemed to be condensed into substance, pointing directly at the black-robed Lord of the Hidden Dragon.

But after hearing his words, the Lord of the Hidden Dragon was not moved, but raised his head and said lightly: "What, is this seat wrong? You are a mere low-ranking troll, and when you come to my True Dragon Continent, aren't you an extraterritorial little demon, what is it?"

The crowd around was dumbfounded.

The entire True Dragon Square, plus the surrounding ruins formed by the battle of everyone, is no less than six or seven hundred miles, but at this moment, the entire True Dragon Square is quiet, no matter the good and the devil, it is as silent as a cicada.

In a way, the Lord of the Hidden Dragon is not wrong, according to the status of the Thousand Stars Demon Domain, the 'Demon Ancestor' Ying Ghost Xiong is a low-level troll, and he is from the Thousand Stars Demon Domain, so he can indeed be named the title of 'Extraterritorial Little Devil'.

However, it also depends on who is speaking.

If it is a king of the Mangg's Realm, in the face of the middle stage of the Thunder Channeling Realm like the 'Demon Ancestor' Ying Guixiong, he can naturally not care and disdain, and say the words 'Extraterritorial Little Devil', but the Lord of the Hidden Dragon is only a Fadan early stage!

Fadan initially accused a thunderbolt as a little devil in the middle stage, and in any case, it was a bit weird.

The most important thing is that although I don't want to admit it, the powerful deterrent power of the Mine Guiding Realm is real.

And the 'Demon Ancestor' should be a ghost male, first destroy the True Dragon Holy Emperor, and then kill the famous flower building owner, and then respectively set foot on the Yin Dan Gate, bury the evil mountain, Fanyin Temple and other righteous sects...... His great power is enough to make people frightened.

In everyone's hearts, there was an illusion of the invincibility of the Demon Ancestor.

Now, some people call such an invincible demon ancestor a little devil, and that strong contrast ratio naturally makes everyone want to laugh, but they don't dare to laugh, and even feel afraid and panicked.

"Good, good!"

'Demon Ancestor' Ying Ghost Xiong laughed angrily, his cold gaze swept across the thousands of pairs of eyes looking at him in the entire True Dragon Square, and suddenly said lightly: "Let Ben Zu, the little demon from outside the territory, kill all of you True Dragon Masters one by one today, peel the skin, remove the bones, cramp, and then bite it into slag inch by inch!"

"You've succeeded in me off!"

As soon as the words fell, a sky-high demonic aura suddenly erupted on his body, and that demonic qi rushed straight to the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and the sky darkened for a moment, and countless people trembled, only to feel that the whole body was cold to the bones from the body to the soul.

"It's, it's not good, run......"

Everyone sensed that something was wrong, and they all pulled their legs and fled.

Even the Lord of the Hidden Dragon, the head of Tiangong Mountain and other high-level officials of the righteous path, sensing this breath, couldn't help but change their complexions, and no longer cared about the battle with the opponent, they all held up their shields, protected the people around them, and quickly retreated backwards.

"I want to leave now, it's too late!"

However, when the 'Demon Ancestor' saw this, he just sneered, and suddenly opened his left hand, and in the palm of his palm, a small blood-colored six-pointed astrolabe flew out. The six-pointed astrolabe continued to rotate in mid-air, rising bigger and bigger, rising higher and higher, and finally covering the sky and the sun, enveloping the entire True Dragon Square and its surroundings, and falling down blood-colored pillars of light.

The place illuminated by every pillar of blood-colored light instantly turned into nothingness, and no matter whether it was the disciples of the two realms of righteousness and demons, or even the high-level of both sides, they could not resist at all.

The blood-colored pillar of light continued to fall, and the weak Righteous Demon disciples directly disappeared entirely, while the two high-level Righteous Demon Realms and even the Fadan Realm who had cultivated to success could only support it, but they couldn't support a few breaths, and they turned into pools of blood.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, there was a terrible scream in the distance, and everyone hurriedly turned their heads to take a look, but saw that it was a disciple of the Divine King Mausoleum who was fighting against Jing Withered Leaves, and the 'Jade Sword King' Yan Xiechuan couldn't dodge it, and was illuminated by a blood-colored pillar of light, and in an instant, his demonized body cracked inch by inch, and then blood gushed in many places.

In the terrible screams, the flesh and blood on his body melted inch by inch and then disappeared.

With a face full of disbelief and remorse, the 'Jade Sword King' Yan Xie Chuan only fluttered for only two breaths, and then disappeared without a trace in the blood light, leaving only a few fragments of the Blue Water Cold Light Knife and other miscellaneous items in place.

Obviously, even the best famous weapon, under such blood light, can't hold on to a few breaths, and it will be broken and exhausted. The fact that some fragments can be left behind is already a testament to the extraordinary material.

Seeing such a tragic and cruel scene, the high-level officials of the righteous path all felt numb, even if they were enemies, but at this moment, looking at Yan Xiechuan's tragic state before his death, everyone couldn't get excited.

The so-called rabbit death fox sorrow, if it is a normal battle, and then kill the opponent, everyone will not say anything about the death of an opponent, but will only rejoice.

But Yan Xiechuan's death was too terrifying and cruel, and he was killed by the object of his allegiance, which made everyone feel a little uncomfortable.

"My son!"

Suddenly, on the other side, a cry of grief sounded, and the Tomb Master of the God King, who was fighting with the 'Flying Snow Sword King', witnessed the death of his beloved son, but he couldn't rescue him, and the whole person was ten years old for a while.

He gave up fighting with the 'Flying Snow Sword King' Ying Xueqing, and with a vertical body, with a broken arm and a broken body, he flew towards the place where the 'Jade Sword King' Yan Xiechuan fell, but he was one step too late after all.

I saw that the blood-colored pillar of light reached the sky and the earth, and his beloved son, a generation of Tianjiao, a master of Fadan, was arrogant in all kinds of calculations during his lifetime, and he could not live forever, after all, he went the wrong way, followed the wrong master, and died in Huangquan.

The whole person of the Tomb Lord of the God King stayed in place, his face suddenly sad and crazy, and suddenly became dull again, looking at the direction of the 'Demon Ancestor' Ying Ghost Xiong, sometimes his eyes flashed with sadness and hatred, and sometimes he was afraid, obviously wanting to take revenge, but he didn't dare to stop in place, and he hesitated for a while.

However, it was precisely because of this hesitation that he died.

The blood-colored pillar of light that destroyed the 'Jasper Sword King' Yan Xiechuan moved forward, just enveloping his whole person in it. By the time he realized that he wanted to run away again, it was too late.

"I hate it!"

Raising the treasure of the Zhenzong of the Tomb of the God King with one hand, the medium-grade treasure weapon 'Heaven Snatching Creation Knife' was blocked above his head, and he had the heart to resist, but after all, it turned into a pool of blood like the 'Jasper Sword King' Yan Xiechuan, and finally disappeared.

Only his medium-grade treasure weapon, the 'Heaven Snatching Knife', and the aftersound of 'I hate', were still echoing in everyone's ears.

As the master of one of the eight top sects in the True Dragon Continent, his life was glorious and brilliant, he was the only one, he enjoyed all kinds of praise and vanity, stood at the peak of the continent, and looked down on the world, but in the end, he went in the wrong direction after all.

For the higher "avenue" in his heart, for the higher peak above the peak, he would rather lure the wolf into the room, release the demon out of the box, and want to use the ability of others to break through the thunder, let himself get out of the bound place of the True Dragon Continent, and embark on the road of the starry sky, but in the end, he harmed others, not only brought unimaginable destruction to the True Dragon Continent, but himself, his beloved son Yan Xiechuan, and even the entire Tomb of the God King, were brought to the end by him.

It's sad, it's pitiful.

But there is something to hate in the wretched. In this life, after all, he will become a stain, and even if he dies, he will never be able to wash it off.

ps: second update.