That is, at the moment when the roar came, I saw that on the top of Huoyun Mountain, three figures appeared, among the three, an old man with white hair and an old man was also an old man, but his hair was not completely white, at most it could only be regarded as white.

As for the last one, the one who gave the roar, he didn't look very old, and even gave him an extremely youthful feeling.

"Wang Yan, this kid has killed a lot of us, you go and meet him, see how many catties and taels he has!" said the white-haired old man in the back to the younger man.

The younger man named Wang Yan is the weakest of the three Holy Venerable Realms of the Heavenly Demon Sect known to cultivators, the Saint Venerable Initial Realm, but for the entire cultivator and many sects, he is still as powerful as the heavens.

"Haha! Okay, two brothers, don't worry, see how I kill him!" Wang Yan laughed when he heard this, how could he not see Si Cheng's realm, the middle realm of the Divine Venerable Realm, it was not a matter of being able to catch it.

"Wang Yan, if you can, don't kill this son, the old man still needs a demon slave, I think this son is more suitable!"

The white-haired old man had a cold face, and even speaking could make people feel a chill, this person was generally called Hua Lao, and the white-haired old man behind him was Bai Lao, as for his real name, no one knew, even Wang Yan didn't know anything.

Hua Lao likes to refine demon slaves, the so-called demon slave is to put his own demon seed into the other party's body, put it into the magic furnace to refine seventy-seven forty-nine years, if the person being refined can support the past, it is a successful demon slave.

Due to the demon seed, in the forty-nine years of being refined, the demon slave will gradually lose his mind and become a slave who will only obey the demon seed, and the demon seed is naturally under the control of the refining person.

And Hua Lao has not been happy with each other all these years, and a total of seventeen demon slaves have succeeded, and only the last one is enough to make up eighteen to form an eighteen Heavenly Demon Array, which is more than a hundred times stronger than the Demon Transformation Array.

Hearing Hua Lao's cold words, even Wang Yan shuddered, but it was fleeting, and then he laughed out loud and said, "If he can, he will capture him alive and hand it over to Hua Lao!"

Immediately, Wang Yan stepped out, that is, he ascended to the sky, and the next moment he appeared directly not far from Si Cheng.

"Boy, have you killed enough, now it's time for me to kill you!"

Si Cheng's expression was quite solemn, the Saint Venerable Realm was not so easy to deal with, even if it was the first realm, it was not necessarily possible to win quickly, which he had personally seen in the Ancient Tower.

What's more, there are two other people above who are eyeing each other, and they may be able to launch a deadly attack on themselves at any time.

The only benefit to himself now is that the other party is not a cultivator, but a demon cultivator, and his own moves have a lot of restraint against him.

Coupled with a fire spirit, it will also strike a fatal blow at a critical moment, if the other party is the first realm of the Saint Venerable Realm, then the hope of winning is not nothing.

Si Cheng's face instantly calmed down, and he said with a light smile: "If you are the first realm of the Holy Venerable, I advise you to leave immediately, otherwise you will die under my sword, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

"Oh, boy, the realm is not very high, but the mouth is powerful, don't you know that you have to pay the price for saying this?" Wang Yan laughed instead of anger, but his voice was a little gloomy.

"Whether you want to pay the price or not, you have to fight to know!"

As soon as Si Cheng's voice fell, a sword was directly slashed, and the angry dragon roared, and above it, the thunder flashed, as if it was a real thunder dragon.

That's right, it's the Thunder Dragon, the Twelve Heavenly Sword Styles that Si Cheng cultivated, since the Eighth Type Angry Dragon roared, it was a process of improvement.

If it is said that there is a ninth type, it is better to say that the eighth type is sublimated again, and the moment when the angry dragon in the roar of the angry dragon becomes a real dragon, it is the ninth type, the true dragon descends into the world!

It's just that Si Cheng still can't fully reach it at present, but even so, the angry dragon that comes out now has begun to have the shadow of a real dragon.

Although it is only a shadow, it represents a real dragon, so its power is undoubtedly much stronger than the previous roar of the angry dragon.

Facing this sword, Wang Yan snorted coldly, then stretched out his palm, and swiped lightly in the air, and suddenly the demonic qi in the air tumbled, and then an incomparably hideous and empty giant face appeared in the demonic qi, roared, and opened his big mouth to come directly.

"Boy, this is my Demon Spirit Divine Skill, how about tasting it!" Wang Yan was very confident, this attack put aside each other's realms first, it was also a move that he was more proud of and liked.

Therefore, even if it is not terrifying, it is quite impressive, unless you can destroy the demon spirit, otherwise as long as the demon qi is not extinguished, it will never dissipate.

"Hmph, Demon Spirit Divine Skill, look at me slashing you with a sword!" Si Cheng shouted, and the angry thunder dragon rushed through the air, and with a roar, the earth began to shake slightly.

"Bang!" The strong collision sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the demon spirit's giant face was distorted, and began to disperse, seeing this scene Si Cheng did not show joy and sorrow, and then made up a sword again.

"Boom!"

The two swords, the giant face of the demon spirit was completely annihilated, making Wang Yan stunned in place, and he couldn't believe that this qiē was true for a long time.

"Shhh

The cultivators watching from a distance made a sound of inhaling cool air in unison, and many of them had their eyes wide open and their faces were shocked.

And these people are also participants in the great battle three years ago, before the Holy Venerable Realm came out, the cultivators were defeated, and then as soon as the three major Holy Venerable Realms came out, all the cultivators who were still alive threw away their armor and ran away, not daring to fight again.

And this time, not only did there be no defeat, but there was even a trace of victory, not only that, but even the other party's Saint Venerable Realm came out, but it still didn't get any benefits.

And what is this qiē for, it is not that there is a Si Cheng, when Si Cheng killed the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect and more than a dozen Divine Venerable Realms, those who didn't know each other also began to inquire.

Besides, since Si Cheng came back from the Dragon Yuan Realm, he defeated the Five Great Gods in Yin Yang Mountain and joined forces, and then became the Taishang Elder of the Kunlun Mountain Sect, and the most important thing is that he went to Yuxiao Palace to make a big fuss later.

These things have created Si Cheng's reputation, if not everyone knows about it, at least there are not many people who don't know, and now, whether those who are participating in the war or not, all remember this name, that is Si Cheng.

Wang Yan's blow was fruitless, as a Saint Venerable Realm, his face was not good-looking, and he was also furious for a while, and immediately sent out another attack.

And this attack is still a demonic energy, but it is no longer a demonic spirit, but his specialty, Ten Thousand Demons Dance!

He wanted to use this trick to save face, and unconsciously, Wang Yan's heart underwent a slight change, and it seemed that Si Cheng had become his real opponent, no longer an ant in the Divine Venerable Realm.