"Pretending to be a ghost!"

When Yang Chan heard the words of Heijiao, who had changed greatly at this time, she suddenly snorted coldly, her willow eyebrows were upside down, her eyes were cold, and she said disdainfully.

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual power on Yang Chan's body surged out, heading towards the Baolian lamp in his hand, and the colorful colors on the Baolian lamp were fully revealed.

"It's Qibao Miaohuo?!"

The man saw Yang Chan's movements, and a terrifying fluctuation came, which made a trace of astonishment flash in Hei Jiao's eyes, and his pitch-black pupils were very dignified at this time.

"Although this Qibao Wonderful Fire is very powerful, but your little baby's strength is still too shallow after all!

After the black Jiao finished speaking, he smiled coldly, stretched out his left hand, the pitch-black power on his hand surged, his left hand grabbed his right hand, and directly tore off his right hand alive, the scene was extremely bloody.

Hei Jiao looked at the colorful light that had come to him, and the black light in his eyes was like substance, and a wave of palpitating power emerged.

The jet-black light on the severed limb flowed, and he immediately threw it directly towards the seven-colored divine light.

"Whoa!"

There was a sound of grinding teeth, although it did not offset the blocking of the seven-colored divine light, but it also made the speed of the seven-colored divine light stagnate, and the black Jiao took advantage of this opportunity, and the pitch-black power under his feet flashed, and he immediately jumped away and dodged.

This made Yang Chan also surprised, but the right shoulder of the black Jiao did not flow as much blood as he imagined, but a layer of pitch-black power imprisoned on it.

Hei Jiao's face was as usual, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation in his eyes, as if it was his own body, which couldn't help but make Yang Chan think of a possibility.

"Demon Gate Snatching Technique?!"

Yang Chan suddenly had such words in her heart, looking at this black and inky power, she also felt a trace of evil aura from it, which made Yang Chan can't help but implement a lot in her heart.

"This is demonic energy, are you a demon cultivator?!"

Yang Chan looked at the black Jiao in front of her, the pupils in her eyes shrank, and she couldn't help but say in a lost voice.

When the black Jiao heard Yang Chan's words, he couldn't help but be stunned, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

"I really didn't expect that there are still people in these three realms who know us!"

A smile flashed in Hei Jiao's eyes, looking at Yang Chan was very panicked, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he said with a chuckle.

"Shhh

Yang Chan looked at the black Jiao in front of her and admitted her identity, and couldn't help but gasp, it was really not the person who came first to this black Jiao who was possessed was really a person in the demon gate.

Speaking of this demon gate, I have to talk about the founder of this demon gate, Rahu Demon Ancestor.

At the beginning of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the dragon clan who ruled the scale armor and ruled the sea, the phoenix clan who ruled the birds and the sky, and the Qilin clan who ruled the beasts and the earth.

The era of the world being ruled by the three clans is coming, and the Rahu Demon Ancestor has vast magical powers, calculating the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans, provoking disputes, so that there is not one in the desolate creatures.

Since the establishment of the Demon Sect and the self-proclaimed "Demon Ancestor", Rahu has absorbed the aura of the desolate land in the west, as well as the essence and blood resentment of the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans, and broke through the seal of the Zhuxian Sword Array.

The murderous aura of the Zhuxian Sword Array shook the evil punishment, so the evil punishment left the long river of fate and came to the desolate continent, and all living beings suddenly fell into a catastrophe of life and death.

Rahu Demon Ancestor founded the Demon Sect Dao System, wanting to prove the way of killing and becoming a Heavenly Dao Saint. Suddenly fell into a bloody storm.

Many innate and powerful people spontaneously organized a demon eradication alliance army, and they were in the ancestral vein of the western desolate world - Mount Meru. Fight against the Rahu Demon Sect and break the Immortal Sword Formation.

The battle was very tragic, and Rahu finally died, but the demon gate was passed down.

Hongjun conformed to the way of heaven and founded the Daomen, and the Rahu Demon Ancestor came out in response to the robbery and established the Demon Gate.

The Tao rises and the devil declines, the demon disappears the Dao, and under the way of heaven, it is a drink and a peck, and it has its own fixed number.

Yang Chan's face was solemn, looking at the black Jiao that came out of the pitch-black snatching in front of her, and the Baolian lamp in her hand was even tighter.

"I'm afraid this is the Baolian lantern in the hands of the saint in ancient times, and I have heard a little about it in the demon world!"

Hei Jiao's face was expressionless at this time, as if he was recounting something irrelevant, and then his eyes flashed.

"But in your hands, you can't exert this due power, so you might as well give it to me!"

As soon as Hei Jiao's words fell, the demonic aura on his body soared into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and his body was also hidden in this pitch-black space.

Yang Chan looked at it coldly, and the Baolian lamp in her hand also shone brightly, and the colorful divine light also turned into a barrier and suddenly blocked Yang Chan's face.

"It's still the treasure protector, this treasure lotus lamp can be willing to let you be the master?

The voice suddenly came from behind Yang Chan, Yang Chan was suddenly startled, and was about to turn around, when a pitch-black demonic qi suddenly hit the body barrier on this Baolian lamp, sending out ripples.

Immediately, there was a crisp sound, and the protective barrier that the Baolian lamp turned into was broken in an instant, Yang Chan's eyes were inexplicably frightened, and a slightly white palm suddenly hit Yang Chan's shoulder.

"Poof!"

Yang Chan was also repelled by this palm, and finally a mouthful of bright red blood spit out, turning into a dazzling blood line in the air, and the Baolian lamp also dimmed, not as dazzling as before.

"I see that your body is full of spiritual power, and your surroundings are full of this obscure aura, it seems that your cultivation is also very good, but ...... You don't seem to have made it home! It looks like you're finally in the dark!"

The black Jiao looked at Yang Chan's embarrassed appearance, his face was full of contempt, and he said contemptuously.

"My Dao Sect is the authentic sect of heaven and earth, how can it be that you demons and crooked ways can replace it?"

Yang Chan coughed lightly, wiped off the bright blood flowers at the corner of her mouth, snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice.

"The devil is crooked?!"

The look on the black Jiao's face froze, and a trace of pitch-black flames flashed in his eyes, beating violently.

"You don't understand my demon gate, how can you speak lightly?"

A pitch-black demonic aura spread in the eyes of the black Jiao, and he looked at Yang Chan in front of him and didn't explain.

"What a demon crooked, then I'll let you see what an evil demon crooked!"

The violent demonic qi on the black Jiao's body tumbled, the flame mark flashed in his eyes, and suddenly a pitch-black flame burst out from this eye, heading straight at Yang Chan.

Yang Chan watched the sky-high demonic qi rushing in, and looked at the terrifying power above, it must be extraordinary.

Yang Chan turned her eyes, but Meimu's afterglow was looking at the courtyard that she had transformed before she came up, and a figure flashed in her heart, but a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

Yang Chanmei's eyes became colder and colder, suppressed the churning qi and blood in her body, quickly activated the spiritual power in her body, and raised her hand to the pitch-black flame.

"Leave this kind of thing to me!"

A voice came, which shocked Yang Chan's delicate body, and she also heard who this person was, and turned her head in disbelief, stunned.