Under the magnificence of the burning of the giant island, people felt the tremor of their foothold.

The whole city is crying.

The red evil ghost entrenched in the sky stretched out his arm and held the sword.

The sword was raised by the hideous arms stretched out of thin air, and the flames burned along the sword body, and the morning light splits the day and night. Thousands of branch lightnings are now extinguished in the clouds, reflecting the huge shadow holding the sword into black and white.

In the tall building in the center of Jincheng, the man stared at the burning giant sword in the air.

It is clearly physical, but it looks like light, thunder and flame.

But no matter how the sword appeared, he knew that if this sword fell enough to cut the entire Jincheng into half, the violent power would destroy all living things in the city.

"Jigong." An old man said on the side, his voice was very soft.

"What?" The man didn't hear clearly.

"That's a noble demon king."

"Demon King?" Someone shouted in horror. Most of the people who could sit here knew the way to rise. The man who shouted in the dark had gone to the north of Juli. In that Changbai Mountain, he had seen the majesty of the monarch of Changbai Mountain from afar. So among these people, he might be the one who impressed the most of this concept. Moreover, the strength of the King of Changbai Mountain can be said to be invincible in the extreme palace realm. Now the oppression brought by the dragon-shaped creature holding a sword over Jincheng is not at all weaker than that of Changbai Mountain.

The demon emperors in the extreme palace realm are all creatures that inherit the crown of the ancient dragon vein.

The majesty revealed by walking alone can make countless creatures unable to raise their heads. It is an existence that cannot be looked directly at. Not to mention that Jincheng cannot resist the monster-like kings created in the ancient dragon veins, their strength is far better than ordinary emperors.

"How could Juli have a Demon King now?" he shouted.

There are no dragon veins on their land, and the ancient mountain range closest to their land is Changbai Mountain.

The old man glanced at him and said, "How do you know that this must be a creature that appeared on our land?"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

"The person in Changbai Mountain is not like this." The man in the lead said, his voice was very low. What he thought of was not a good thing for everyone and the people of Juli. "This may be an existence born in the heart of Yan Kingdom. Tanjun invaded Changbai Mountain and disturbed them. Now he has come to liquidate."

"Danjun...lost?" Someone couldn't believe it.

"With God's protection, how could he lose? That's Tanjun, who is watched by ancient gods!"

"But the palace of Tanjun has burned to no more ashes. Please accept the facts. The current situation is only prayer." The man stood up straight and looked out the window. The building was built in the center, very high, and at his position you can clearly see the hideous dragon shadows below the rolling clouds.

This is probably the look of countless rising creatures in Guli who are extremely hopeful.

Majesty, powerful, with a huge body and unparalleled power that is manifested by sacred and demonic. However, such creatures do not belong to them in the end, but to that ancient country and ancient land.

The ancient country...he glanced in that direction again.

There was another golden shadow circling in the clouds, which was hard to see clearly, and it seemed that it did not exist at all. The demon emperor who appeared on the other end was not in the city at all, in something that no one could observe! What happened to him, a cold air penetrated into his bone marrow and rushed straight to his forehead, causing the man to tremble violently.

Immediately turned around and walked out of the conference room door, and someone called him behind his back.

"Prime Minister!"

The man did not stop and rushed out of the conference room. Tanjun went on a war and took away almost all the rising creatures. Now there are very few rising people in Jincheng. The old man who had previously stood beside the man was one. The old man looked at him rushing out of the conference room without saying a word, and reached out to stop everyone who whispered and wanted to follow.

"He is not a coward."

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The clouds cracked and were cut open, revealing the night sky behind them.

The sword fell.

Li Xi'an looked down indifferently and was alert to his golden dragon, and Taihang Eight Passes held the Xi sword and reflected the divine fire.

"Roar--!" The eyeless dragon roared and faced the sword.

Straight sword marks were covered with the body, and some wounds almost tear apart, but there was no blood and there was no bones. Only a faint light burst out from the huge wounds. This was the eyeless dragon trying to approach Li Xi'an and was suppressed by the spreading imperial realm. The stars burned, and the flames also gathered into a lateral sword, which was wounded.

"Boom--!" At this moment, the thunder descended with the sword light, and countless thick thunder pillars hit the roof of the tall buildings in the city below. The sword raised by the hideous arm covered with red iron scales fell down, and the flames, thunder, and the light of light wandered around freely, swallowing everything.

Including the eyeless dragon in the imperial realm.

It burst and dissolved. The creatures in Jincheng and even the entire Juli suddenly felt that they had something missing, and Li Xi'an, who was entrenched above Jincheng, realized that there was something more on him.

A destroyer.

Dragon-killer.

The vicious curse has arrived, and the demon king who made a big mistake has paid the price.

But Li Xi'an looked at it disdainfully, and the golden flames roared along the rugged back, and the flowing clouds swept through, and the dark substance roared and burned, turning into a curling black smoke and completely disappeared. Close your eyes and waited for the thunder and the sword light to dissipate, when the people in Jincheng looked up again, they found that there was nothing above, and only the cut clouds left were telling the terrible scene that had just happened, which was not an illusion.

Late at night, the Jincheng Museum was filled with many artifacts and swords, and the cold lights were sprinkled to illuminate the sleeping instruments.

The man sat dejectedly on the steps, his suit no longer had the neat and exquisiteness he had before, his hair was frantically and his face was covered in dust. He could hardly tell that he was the prime minister who had just sat in the conference room.

When the sword fell, even if the target was not Jincheng, the thunderstorm and strong wind carried by him made him feel very uncomfortable. He forced himself to break through the storm-torn streets. If it weren't for the help of the old man, he might have died on the road.

"It's over." The old man sighed.

The golden eyeless dragon is the manifestation of Juli's national fortune, slaughtered and shattered. Juli may not be able to produce powerful creatures for a long time in the future.

The demon emperor was too ruthless and directly destroyed the dragon of national fortune. At the same time, he was so powerful that it was terrifying that he easily cut off the fortune of a country. The man grabbed the hair on his forehead and thought.

Most people don't know what exactly happened tonight.

Ordinary people, even those who have not practiced enough, cannot observe the giant dragon formed by the fate of the country.

"When Tanjun goes to war, we should be mentally prepared to arrive this day." The man said.

He looked up and looked at the darkness extending out of the exhibition aisle. A thunder ray of thunder illuminated the figure with branches and horns standing at the end of the aisle.
Chapter completed!