Just fine.

roar……

A weak growl came.

I saw Zhongyue Demon King who had fallen on the ground struggling to get up. A pair of beast eyes the size of copper bells looked at Lin Hao, full of resentment and anger.

"The demon race's vitality is indeed tenacious, but don't even think about having a chance to leave alive."

Lin Hao fell down, gathered the last of his power, and used Nine Deaths of the Heavenly Demon, directly hitting the head of Zhongyue Demon King.

suddenly!

A strange and terrifying aura came from his right arm. All the power on his fist disappeared, as if it had been swallowed up. The mark of the black dragon on his arm slowly floated, as if it was alive. The shocking and ancient aura came from the black dragon.

gushed out from the mark.

Lin Hao was shocked. This black dragon mark was left by that demon clan saint. He didn't know its use at first, but he didn't expect to stop him at this critical moment. Was it to prevent him from killing the Demon King Zhongyue?

?

He was somewhat wary of that demon saint. After all, he was a peerless figure in the era of demon saints. He could kill him with just one breath. But he didn't quite understand why that demon saint was...

If you want to leave such a black dragon mark on yourself, what exactly does the other party want to do?

Although Lin Hao felt that the ancient aura coming from the black dragon mark was extremely terrifying, this aura would not hurt him, so he was not afraid.

"This is... the Seal of the Holy Envoy..." Demon King Zhongyue's eyes were wide open, and his whole body was shaking. He seemed to be full of awe for this black dragon mark, "No... this is impossible... you... how could you do this?
Chapter completed!