"It's been a long time since I've walked like this...... It's really uncomfortable. The old voice slowly became clearer.

Jia's blue-purple eyes stared at the black passage in front of him, and the yin wind gusted, blowing Jia's long blue-purple hair in all directions.

Finally, a majestic figure appeared at the entrance of the passage under a robe, because the hat of the robe tightly concealed his face, and he couldn't see his facial features at all, but the tall figure and the dark robe with a little red light moved slowly.

He walked forward, and when he reached the throne that had been divided in two, the door behind him suddenly slammed shut, and the throne, which had been divided into two just now, was reunited under the black shadow without knowing what kind of mechanism it had touched, and it was so tightly closed that it was impossible to see that it had been separated just now.

The black figure fell heavily on the chair, looking very haggard and weak, but the powerful energy fluctuations did not weaken, from the surroundings of the black figure, the powerful fighting spirit has been emanating, as if the freshly baked bread emits heat, unconsciously, or even uncontrolled at all.

"Come forward, let me see your ......" The old voice appeared in the black-robed man's mouth, although he couldn't see where his mouth was.

Jialan didn't know what Lu Dao was about, her body seemed to be out of control, and she walked forward slowly, and even she suddenly felt that her spirit was not so sober, as if she had fallen into some illusion.

Magic?

Jialan was startled in her heart, and when she slowly walked forward, her strong willpower and mental power came into play, her fingernails were fiercely embedded in her palms, and a burst of pain made her suddenly sober up and take a few steps back.

"Can break my illusion...... Sure enough, it's a good seedling. The old voice said, "Old...... Sure enough, the years are unforgiving, I've enjoyed the darkness for too long, and I still can't adapt to this light, and I can't see people through the mask......"

Seeing?

It's almost impossible, is the man in front of him so strong that he is so strong?

Jialan didn't say much, and there was a faint pain in her hand.

The man slowly stood up, took off the hat from his robe, and his astonishingly long red hair was untidy, sliding down like a waterfall, straight and drooping, not even a trace of bend. The man's face was covered by a mask, and there were only two patterns on the pale mask that looked like eyes, but Jia Lan could clearly see that this pattern was not an eye, but just a decoration. The mask is decorated with various small gems, which looks extremely luxurious, but it does not match the man's robe.

The man stretched out his hand, slowly took off the mask, and threw it aside, as if he had thrown something worthless, in fact, Jialan Zhilu Dao, listening closely to the sound of such a landing, knew that the mask of Lu Dao was priceless, and it was already very difficult to get those rare ice species tourmalines on it.

The mask shattered, and the gems scattered. But no one showed any signs because of the broken mask of the priceless city, but everyone in the main hall, except for Sugar Candy, who was falling into a coma, was shocked and even fell into confusion.

What Jialan and the others saw was a man who looked no more than thirty years old, with a tall body and extremely tall. The handsome face is clear and dusty, and his temperament is somewhat similar to Wei Feng, but he is more mature than Wei Feng.

The fiery red eyes are faintly glowing, which is the symbol of the demon race. But these abrupt eyes complement the long fiery red hair, and there is no sense of disobedience.

Wei Feng and Wei Yang glanced at each other again, is it another person with an awakened demon bloodline? Even a demon bloodline who has cultivated to become a god, this is basically the same as Jialan! No matter how strong it is.

"Xuan...... Xuan'er?" the man stared at Jialan's stunning face, and didn't speak for a long time, but his fingers trembled slightly, and he kept looking at her for a long time before he spit out these two words in the fluctuating breath.

Jialan was stunned for a moment, took a step back, looked at the man coldly, and didn't say anything.

"Xuan'er, you're still alive!Didn't that kid Ling Luocheng say you're dead?" The man walked forward quickly, and everywhere he walked was covered by a black aura, because of the strong coercion, Jialan had to follow his advance, slowly retreating, until the man grabbed her arm and shook it vigorously.

"Xuan'er, I'm Demon Flame, Demon Flame, don't you know me?" The owner of the Dark Temple, who claimed to be Demon Flame, grabbed Jialan's arm tightly with both hands, refusing to let go at all, and even grabbed Jialan's arm with a few bruises.

Jialan gritted her teeth and didn't speak, desperately resisting the shaking of the demonic flames.

Wei Yang hurriedly stepped forward, and the black trident appeared in his hand out of thin air, full of fighting energy, and slashed towards the demonic flame.

"Get out of here!"

The demon flame did not dodge, but suddenly emitted a fighting aura, this fighting qi seemed to have the function of illusion, and Wei Yang's full slash turned out to be off.

"Damn, what's going on!" Wei Yang is still attacking, but every attack is defused, as if his hands are soft, and the ground has been attacked by Wei Yang's countless big pits, this is a hard diamond rock, which shows how strong Wei Yang's attack power is.

Finally, Wei Feng moved, the calmness in his eyes had disappeared completely, one hand held Sugar Candy tightly, and the other hand suddenly fanned, the huge wind went towards the Demon Flame, and the fighting spirit on his body was actually blown away, and Wei Yang took this opportunity to slash over at once.

"Whoosh-"

Demon Flame's skill was so fast that he didn't even see how he moved, and he returned to his throne as if nothing had happened, and Wei Feng was shocked by such a speed.

This is simply not like the strength that a person who has just become a god can have.

You must know that even if you are a god, there are three, six, nine and so on, and those who have just become gods are only the lowest existence in the god realm, and they also need to be like a blank sheet of paper, slowly cultivating in order to achieve success, and finally become a god in a key field. And this magic flame is obviously not as simple as just becoming a god.

"You're not Xuan'er, say!What do you have to do with Xuan'er!" Demon Flame's handsome face suddenly turned cold, and the flames around him that were scorching and burning just now suddenly became cold, and the boundless cold air spread, as if even the air could freeze.

Jialan touched her arm, although there was a faint pain, coupled with the burning of the fiery fighting spirit, the skin was a little burned, but fortunately, it was not broken.

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