Chapter 115: Thousand Illusion Demon Lord
The demonic wind was faint, blowing on the magnificent altar, everyone looked over, and the brother saw that it was engraved with dense and complicated inscriptions, and what was even more amazing was that after absorbing the demonic qi from the sky, the altar was unusually calm, and not even a trace of fluctuation emanated.
The feeling of uneasiness in Lin Zixuan's heart became stronger and stronger, and faintly, the sound of his heart beating could be heard.
In the distance, Wu Xu, who was chasing the Demon Jiao Long Yuan, was shocked, and the Long Yuan in front of him directly tore through the space and disappeared in front of his eyes......
At this moment, the altar shook strangely, and the dragon yuan who was shuttling in the space seemed to have sensed it, and his body poured into a spatial barrier, and then appeared above the altar, and then rushed to the altar.
Suddenly, the inscription engraved on the altar flickered, and a series of miserable wails echoed in everyone's minds, and Lin Zixuan only felt a splitting headache, as if countless evil ghosts were tearing at his soul.
The inscription on the altar became more and more brilliant, and the tiny lines oozed a trace of demonic energy, and the demonic energy gathered to form a pair of terrifying demon hands.
Bright red blood sprinkled on the top of the altar, and then flowed to the bottom of the altar, and the ground instantly lit up with blood-colored lines, and the blood was constantly broken down in the grooves of the lines, and the blood lines as thin as hair were intertwined on the ground, and a terrifying demon roar resounded from the depths of the ground.
"What are we going to do now?" Someone looked frightened and looked at Yan Haochen anxiously, after all, he was the one who released it.
Yan Haochen was extremely panicked in his heart at the moment, the two people just now were disciples of his Flame Sect, and they had the peak strength of the Blood Spirit Realm Quadruple, but they had no power under the hands of the demon, which showed that the evil demon in front of him was terrifying!!
He forced himself to calm down, looked at everyone's frightened faces, and said: "The family teacher only commanded, just hold the six ancient characters to break the Demon Dragon Stone Pillar, and did not explain the follow-up, I'm afraid, everything can only rely on ourselves!"
"Shhh
Everyone gasped, in this life-and-death crisis, there is no way to deal with it, wouldn't it be a matter of sitting still?
"Damn, Lao Tzu doesn't want this creation, any feats, spiritual laws, all fucking give Lao Tzu to death." Someone looked sad and indignant, took off the robe of the sect, turned around and left.
But before he could take ten steps, his head snapped off at the sound of the sound, and blood gushed out like a fountain of blood and fell to the ground, moistening the blood-colored demon pattern.
The hearts of the people trembled violently at this moment, and they became terrified, for at this moment, like lambs to the slaughter, were kept in captivity in cages, and they would be harvested and killed at any time.
The whole space was dead silent, Yan Danchen's beautiful eyes were dim, she tugged at Lin Zixuan's sleeve, and looked at Lin Zixuan's face with a hint of luck, hoping that the young man in front of her could create a miracle.
And Su Fucai sobbed, forgot his disguised identity cleanly, and cried: "Woo woo, am I dying of the fat man?" The fat man's life has just begun, and I don't want to die, fat man! ”
Someone looked at him, and he couldn't help but have a feeling that he was also a fallen person at the end of the world, and he sighed helplessly and said, "Fat monk, didn't you monks put life and death aside a long time ago?"
When Su Fucai heard this, he cried and scolded angrily: "Fuck it out, I haven't lived enough, fat man!"
At this time, the blood mist above the altar rolled violently, and a demon shadow became condensed in it, exuding a shocking demonic power all over his body, only to see him step out slowly, his black and golden deep eyes glowed with cold light, and his body was surrounded by the chain of order, and he couldn't see the real body, only the face was extremely real.
Everyone was shocked, that face was exactly the same as the face in the void before, only to see him look up to the sky and laugh, the magic sound shook, and everyone unconsciously knelt down.
"Starry Sky Emperor, you have fallen for ten thousand years, how can this remaining seal help my Thousand Illusion Demon Lord?"
Then, his eyes were cold, and he sneered and said to himself: "Ten thousand years ago, I hid the method of getting out into a terrifying magic power and spread it all over the world, and now that this monarch has returned, you will definitely die without turning a blind eye!"
He clasped his hands together, spat out a demonic language, and shouted, "Come to the mirror!"
After half a sound, there was no response, his face became distorted, he stared at everyone, and said Sen Ran: "Who else stole the Benjun Dao Mirror?"
He looked at his eyes, as if he had seen through the void, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, the figure of the black-shirted young man appeared in his hand.
"Is that you?" The Thousand Illusion Demon Lord stared at Wu Xudao.
Wu Xu looked at the majestic figure with a blank face at this time, stunned and speechless.
Then, the Thousand Illusion Demon Lord let out a low shout, "Humble ants, hiding behind, do you think this monarch doesn't know?" ”
As soon as his mind moved, the aura of heaven and earth seemed to be frozen, and everyone was shocked to find that they could not use the aura, and under the void behind him, Li Yunlan fell down in embarrassment, and suddenly, his neck was choked by a pair of giant hands, lifted in the air, and an extremely evil voice sounded in his ears.
"Or is it you?"
Li Yunlan slapped the arm desperately, but to no avail, and a shocking blood mark appeared on his neck.
The Thousand Illusion Demon Lord laughed even more terrifyingly, the boundless demonic qi emerged from the ground, turning into a black quagmire and appearing at the feet of everyone, Lin Zixuan jumped in a hurry, but without the blessing of the aura, he did not jump very high, but fell deeper and deeper, leaving only a head exposed.
And Li Yunxi's face was even more frightened, and he directly knelt on his knees, trembling and said: "Lord Demon Lord, I am willing to sacrifice my soul, surrender to you, and beg Lord Demon Lord to spare my life."
The Thousand Illusion Demon Monarch looked at Li Yunxi with both eyes and said with a smile: "I'll just ask, do you know who took my Dao Mirror, or rather, it's you?"
When Li Yunxi heard this, he shook his head desperately and said, "What Dao mirror?" Lord Demon, the villain doesn't know! ”
A look of disappointment appeared on the Thousand Illusion Demon Lord's face, and then, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Oh? Don't you know? Then you will die! ”
Several magic blades burst out of the eyes of the Thousand Illusion Demon Monarch, cutting into Li Yunxi's body, and Li Yunxi pounced, threw his five bodies to the ground, and cried: "Lord Demon Lord, the Dao Mirror villain really doesn't know, but I know who the iron rod is!"
The Thousand Illusion Demon Lord was stunned, the magic blade in the air stopped, and then, he threw the two people in his hands to the ground, walked forward, and stopped in front of Yan Haochen.
Then, as soon as he put his hands down, the magic blade flew out immediately, and Li Yunxi's body turned into a huge blood mist and dissipated in the air.
"If you don't say it, I know it."
He looked at Yan Haochen, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, patted his face, and said, "It's a pity, I promised you that I won't kill you."
Then he walked in front of Lin Zixuan again, stopped, his black and golden eyes swelled with surprise, he grabbed Lin Zixuan's head, like a little chicken, easily pulled it out, and then, the cold voice sounded like death.
"Boy, you make Benjun very curious! Disobey the majesty of this king, and swear not to surrender to me, who gave me the courage? Or is it your ignorant self-confidence? ”