"What kind of demon is this?"

On the dark clouds, a person who returned to the void looked flustered and exclaimed.

"The Demon Law of Killing!"

Su Zimo drank loudly, took a sharp breath, and looked up to the sky and roared!

"Aang!"

The high-pitched and loud dragon roar sounded, piercing the golden cracking stone, and the heavens and the earth shook!

There are no outsiders here, Nangong Ling and the three of them fainted, Su Zimo no longer had to hide it, he transformed into a dragon form, and broke out with a dragon groan!

The dragon clan, in the primeval era, was the honor of all races!

The sound of dragons, the sounds of dragons, the imprints in the depths of their memories and in their bloodlines, will cause them to fear uncontrollably!

And the dragon chant was originally a great killing technique of the dragon clan!

Su Zimo cultivated the Great Wilderness Demon King Secret Codex, and his body was infused with dragon blood, and this bloodline was stronger than the real dragon clan!

Now, the outbreak of this dragon chant has had too great an impact on the seven Returning Void Dao people!

Among them, the nearest person who returned to the void was caught off guard, and the whole person was stunned in place, his eyes were instantly bloodshot, and his expression was stiff.

In the next moment, the seven orifices of this Returning Void Daoist slowly flowed out of scarlet blood.

This person was only in the early stage of returning to the Void Realm, and his physical body was weak, and he couldn't resist the penetrating power of the dragon's groan, and he was shocked to death on the spot!

The original gods couldn't escape, and they were shattered!

At the beginning of the Ten Thousand Demon Conference, Su Zimo was able to suppress the major lords without conjuring up a dragon body.

You must know that the major lords are the strongest among the middle-level demons in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!

The seven Returning Void Dao people in front of them are just monks of the Hellfire Palace, where can they compare to the major lords who fought all the way and sat on one side.

What's more, Su Zimo has now transformed into a dragon form and exploded with all his might, one thing and the other, these seven Returning Void Dao people are not opponents at all!

The Huixu Daoist who stood a little farther away, although he was not shocked to death by the dragon's groan, was also shaken all over, his mind was in chaos, and his ears were buzzing!

Su Zimo's figure flickered, and he came to one of them in an instant, poked out his finger, and poked at the center of this person's eyebrows.

Burst!

There is an extra blood hole in the center of this person's eyebrows!

Before this Returning Void Daoist could react, the Yuan Shen was poked to death!

Even the middle-level demons of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons couldn't stop Su Zimo's body.

These Returning to the Void Dao are weak in body, and in front of Su Zimo, who has turned into a dragon, they are like paper paste, and they are vulnerable!

Swish!

Su Zimo's figure flashed again, and in the midst of the surging demonic energy, he stretched out his vigorous and thick fingers and pierced the eyebrows of the other two Void Returning Daoists!

Under his dragon claws, the Returning Void Daoist has no power to resist at all!

In the blink of an eye, there have already been four Returning Void Dao people!

Finally, the remaining three Returning Void Daoists woke up from the sound of the dragon's groan, and when they saw the bloody scene around them, their faces were already bloodless.

Call!

Evil winds are blowing.

A tall crimson figure came to the three of them, leaned out a hideous and terrifying big hand covering the sky, and grabbed the three of them!

"Kill!"

Among them, the two Returning Void Daoists gritted their teeth and burst out of the Divine Sense attack as soon as possible, and at the same time pinched the magic trick in their hands, condensing two huge Dark Fires!

The rest of the people who returned to the void didn't want to think about it, so they turned around and fled!

Two divine consciousness attacks, coming in an instant!

But at Su Zimo's left wrist, a dazzling golden light bloomed, quickly forming a golden light cover, on which mysterious and mysterious runes faintly appeared.

The Ming King Rosary is a magic weapon!

The two divine consciousness attacks collided on the golden light mask, and they couldn't break into Su Zimo's sea of consciousness at all, and they immediately collapsed.

The two dark flames fused together, forming a dark and cold fireball, which slammed into Su Zimo's face door!

Su Zimo snorted coldly, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed it directly on this Netherworld Fireball!

Under the gaze of the two Returning Void Daoists, this Netherworld Fireball was actually grabbed by Su Zimo with his bare hands!

And Su Zimo's palm is intact!

The two Returning Void Daoists opened their mouths wide, and their eyes were inexplicably frightened, as if they had seen ghosts and gods.

This is the palm of the hand with the Divine Phoenix Bone!

Hellfire can't erode at all!

Two attacks failed in succession, and Su Zimo had already killed in front of the two of them.

At this distance, the two Returning Void Daoists didn't even have a chance to escape!

Su Zimo stretched out his palm and slapped it on the top of the heads of the two.

Poof!

The heads of the two were smashed on the spot, and the original gods were destroyed!

Su Zimo raised his head and looked at the last person who had fled the battlefield and was about to disappear into the night, motionless, as if he had given up the pursuit.

It's just that his right eye has undergone a strange change.

It was as if a scorching sun had been born, bursting out with a blazing and dazzling beam of light, which sank into the void and instantly pierced the head of the person who had returned to the void!

Thump!

The last person who returned to the void died here!

The beam dissipated.

Night fell again, and peace returned to heaven and earth.

In the dark clouds, only a tall figure remains, covered with crimson armor, red hair dancing, eyes like torches, like a peerless demon god, swallowing mountains and rivers, and looking at the eight desolations!

At this time, there are still not many people in the entire cultivation world who know that the ancient demon that has made countless heavenly arrogance tremble and countless sects are afraid has descended on Zhongzhou!

The autumn breeze is bleak, and the war will burn!

......

In the blink of an eye, the night passed.

It was just dawn, and the east was white.

The Red Star Dao Monarch was dusty, with a gloomy face, and it was difficult to hide his worry between his eyebrows, and he descended in front of the door of the Hundred Refining Hall.

When the White Flame Daojun saw the Red Star Daojun returning alone, he realized that the situation was not good, but he still greeted him and asked, "How is it?"

Chixing Daojun shook his head.

He searched outside all night, hardly stopping, physically and mentally exhausted.

"Don't worry, maybe they're just playful, and with their cultivation, there may not be any danger. Bai Yan Daojun comforted.

Chixing Daojun sighed, "It's too late. ”

"What?" asked White Flame Daojun.

Chixing Daojun said: "I rushed to Fengyun City as soon as possible, and I found out that the four of them did make a lot of noise in the city, but they still rushed out unharmed. ”

"Then, I chased out of Fengyun City and searched all the way, and finally found this. ”

Chixing Daojun took out a spirit boat, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, and said: "This is Ruxuan's spirit boat, a gift I gave her when he stepped into the Yuan Infant Realm. ”

"This ......"

Bai Yan Daojun knew in his heart that the four of Nangong Ling were probably more than lucky.

But he still comforted: "The loss of the spirit boat may not prove anything. Hopefully, the four of them escaped. ”

Chixing Daojun shook his head and said: "On the Spirit Boat, there is still the breath of the Law Dao Monarch, and moreover, it is from the Hellfire Palace!"

"What!"

Bai Yan Daojun's expression changed.

Chixing Daojun endured his grief and gritted his teeth and said, "Nangong, they have been captured by the Hellfire Palace, and this breath was also deliberately left by the Hellfire Palace!"

"Hellfire Temple, you are declaring war, you are playing with fire!"

The voice of the Extreme Fire Dao Monarch came out of the main hall, murderous!

Chixing Daojun said sadly: "Pity those children, they fell into the Hellfire Temple, and they don't know what kind of torture they have to endure. ”

Bai Yan Daojun knew that Nangong Ling and the three of them were the personal disciples of Chixing Daojun, and they regarded them as their own, and their feelings were extremely heavy.

Now, the three disciples are in trouble, and the pain in Chixing Daojun's heart is incomprehensible to others, and he doesn't know how to comfort him.

At this moment, a sect disciple galloped over, looking joyful, and said loudly: "Sect Master Qi, Sect Master, Senior Brother Nangong, they are back!"