Chapter 1245: Dance of Death

Thousands of years ago, the saints fought in chaos.

The two major powers in the demon clan, the Seven Nights Saint King, fell. The Demon Lord Chiyan was severely injured and fell into a permanent death barrier.

The ambitious Dark King fought for power and profit, and eliminated dissidents. He thus took away the three great demons.

The current demon clan is ruled by the Dark King, so it is no wonder that Yan Wu and the demon clan at the Centennial Ceremony are strangers.

"Chiyan Demon Lord..."

Han Chen murmured to himself softly, saying that he was very clear about the Seven Nights Holy King. However, there was not much information about the Chiyan Demon Lord in the inheritance will of the Seven Nights Holy King.

As for the past saints' chaos battle, what kind of stunning scenes were and the world-shaking and weeping ghosts and gods, it is unknown.

"How seriously did the Demon Lord Chi Yan suffer? That made him watch the Dark Demon King turn upside down the chaotic Demon clan?" Han Chen asked.

"I don't know." Yan Wu shook her head, and a little confusion surged in her beautiful eyes. "The Demon Lord Chi Yan has been closed for thousands of years. During this period, no one has seen him. Even among the top leaders of the demon clan, rumors that the Demon Lord Chi Yan had already died. It was just that it had not been announced..."

Yan Wu paused and then said, "Maybe even the Dark Demon King thought that Chi Yan Demon Lord had already fallen, so he dared to do such a reckless act!"

Han Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, his handsome eyebrows followed, and said, "If you say so, you, the Blood Demon, and the Heavenly Demon are all figures from the era of the Seven Nights Holy King and Chi Yan Demon Lord?"

Thinking of this, Han Chen looked at Yan Wu with a strange look.

In the era when the two major demons were in power, thousands of years ago, Yan Wu's age was really unbearable to look at it.

"Forehead?"

Yan Wu gave the other party a blank look and said angrily, "You're thinking too much. The three great demons of that era were not the three of us."

"Oh? That's it?"

"The three great demon lords of that era were me, Cheng Feng, and Ni Chen's master. There were several generations of teacher-bearing relationships between them..."

Nichen?

Han Chen raised his eyelids lightly, Cheng Feng was a blood demon, so he knew that. I think that "Ni Chen" should be the demon whose soul was swallowed by him.

"In that chaotic era of power struggle at that time, I, Cheng Feng and Ni Chen, three most talented juniors, were trained completely according to the successors of the three great demon masters. At the same time, since childhood, I was instilled with the will and obsession of "loyalty to the Seven Nights Holy King and the Demon Lord Chiyan."

Speaking of this, a faint curve rose from the corner of Yan Wu's mouth.

This smile contained a hint of pride of being chosen as the successor of the three great demons, and a hint of dryness and helplessness that had been bound by fate since childhood.

Loyal to the Seven Nights Holy King, loyal to the Demon Lord Chiyan...

But in fact, they have never even seen the two powerful people in the Demon Clan.

Thousands of years of confrontation, long civil strife.

The three older generation demons finally couldn't stand it anymore, and were defeated by the conspiracy of the Dark King.

As the successor, Yan Wu, Cheng Feng and Ni Chen accepted the inheritance of the three masters and became the new generation of evil demons, blood demons, and heavenly demons...

Based on the will of being loyal to the Seven Nights Saint King and the Demon Lord Chiyan.

The new three demon masters continued to fight against the Dark King. Although Yan Wu, Cheng Feng and Ni Chen were all amazing geniuses of the demon clan who were rare in thousands of years. However, in the eyes of the Dark King, they were just three dolls with a stinky stinky stinky ones.

"oh?"

“Buzz…”

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of strong palms suddenly emerged from the thick darkness and directly grabbed Xiaoran's ankles tightly.

Xiao Ran was shocked. Before he could make a response, the shoulders on both sides were pressed down tightly by a pair of big hands.

"Hmph!" Mingtong hummed with disdain and said with a smile, "Next, let you see my lady's 'Dance of Death'..."

After saying that, the space was twisted, and Mingtong's figure disappeared into the darkness in the twisted form of ripples on the water surface.

The faces of many geniuses outside the field changed, and even these spectators lost their position of their bright eyes. Inside the dark space, only Xiaoran, who was tightly held by the strange palm, was left.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a terrifying powerful aura erupted.

I saw silver streams of lights suddenly appeared from all directions with Xiaoran as the center.

These silver streamers, like the shuttle of time that traces back thousands of years, swept out from the table.

"hiss!"

Countless sharp silver streamers directly tear the air and headed towards the owl at an extremely fast speed beyond the meteor.

Xiaoran, who was controlled by the action, could not escape such a rapid offensive.

"Chew!"

Several silver streams passed by Xiaoran's cheeks, and dark red blood fluttered. I saw three deep bone-deep wounds on Xiaoran's strange and handsome face.

What?

Is Xiaoyan injured?

The appearance of this scene immediately made many geniuses outside the field widen their eyes, and their faces burst into disbelief.

The incident happened so quickly that everyone couldn't react.

"call out!"

"Swoosh!"

Along with the extremely harsh windbreaking momentum, the silver streamer originated from the darkness, like a meteor shower pouring down from the night sky. Each streamer exudes a cold and solemn meaning. The endless silver streamer launched a fierce attack towards Xiaolang from different angles from all directions.

"hiss!"

The extremely strong offensive completely surrounded Xiao Ran in the center and launched a strangle.

In just a few blinks, countless bloody scars appeared all over Xiao Ran's body. Most of the wounds were deep and bone-like.

...

Such a thrilling scene shocked everyone in the audience.

If the person inside was not Xiao Ran, he would have been strangled to pieces long ago. But in terms of the current situation, he is not far from the "fragments".

Looking at the scene in front of him, Han Chen couldn't help but recall the way to Leiyin Temple, the main site of Buddhism. Mingtong used this trick to kill the beautiful snake who was entangled with him and instantly killed him into pieces.

Is the illusion of the Fantasy Heaven Sect really powerful to this level?

"roar……"

"Enough, you damn woman."

Suddenly, a roar filled with anger echoed from the dark space.

In an instant, a huge evil aura erupted from Xiao Ran's body, and the terrifying blood light shook the sky and the earth.
Chapter completed!