However, all this has just begun. Although Hua Sihai, Qin Guangwang and others are all mainstays of all walks of life, they are not qualified to challenge the powerful demon dragon.

Everyone was huddled in a small space and engaged in a pitiful battle of trapped beasts. There was an endless and endless vast sea of ​​clouds around them, and there were powerful existences in the sea of ​​clouds that were enough to make them all despair. Perhaps these rolling cloud waves were their bone burial place.

A buzz! Another ray of bright lightning flashed by, and everyone's already pale face seemed to turn a little whiter when the lightning flashed by.

Hua Sihai gritted his teeth and madly activated the demonic energy in his body to lay a wall of air around him. However, the pressure from the sea of ​​clouds suddenly increased by more than ten times. The wall of air he laid was like a lonely boat floating in the rushing and roaring sea, and there was danger of overturning at any time.

The heavy breathing sound had turned hoarse at this moment. Hua Sihai's forehead was wet, but there was no sweat anymore. Blood slowly flowed out from his lips without any blood. His teeth were deep inside his lips. The feeling must have been painful, but he seemed to have no pain. His heart was always like being stabbed by a needle, but now it has become numb and empty, as if the three souls and seven spirits have dissipated.

Po Jun was still lying softly in Hua Sihai's arms, his eyes that had dried up blood and tears closed weakly, and he didn't know whether it was death or life.

A cold feeling slowly came from Pojun's gradually stiff body, wandering around Hua Sihai's body, as if stimulating him.

Hua Sihai slowly lowered his head and looked at Po Jun in his arms. The scene of Po Jun fighting with King Qin Guang appeared in his mind, and for a moment, it seemed like a different life.

The crisscrossing bloodshots on Pojun's face slowly lit up, as if they were sensing something.

Hua Sihai accidentally saw it, and was shocked, and remembered what Xuanyin Ghost Envoy said to him not long ago. In his heart, an irresistible impulse suddenly surged.

Closed his eyes.

In an instant, the cold feeling walked all over my body without any chills. I heard a roar so clearly in my heart, as if the screams of countless unjust souls under the Nine Netherworlds were filled with endless resentment and surging.

White bones, blood, roar, bloody!

Hua Sihai suddenly opened his eyes and gasped. However, just a moment later, he held his breath. Although there was pain on his face, he did not retreat at all. Even though there was fear in his eyes, he was so furious. The flames in his heart seemed to be burning in his eyes.

King Qin Guang was no longer as noble and elegant as before. Now he was like a beggar on the roadside. No, he should be said to be more like a madman. He was crazily tearing the messy hair on his head and roaring constantly. No one could hear clearly what he was yelling, but the roar was hoarse and twitching his lungs.

Under the Nine Netherworlds, there were burning fires everywhere in the Hall of Yama Hall, scorching people crying and screaming, bloody and stinking, and they were about to vomit when they smelled it. This is a crazy scene that kept appearing in King Qin Guang's mind, but the arsonist of the Hall of Yama became himself.

The seven flags are still the seven flags, but the flag seems to be solidified, and even if the wind is strong, it cannot float.

The Seven Ghosts had formed a strange formation at some point. Six people formed a circle next to each other, facing inward and outward. There was a person sitting cross-legged in the circle, constantly chanting spells, his voice hoarse and low, intermittent, with a deep sense of powerlessness, as if he could be silent at any time.

The wind was howling and the lightning was thunderous. There was a silence like death, and no one said a word.

Only high or low anxious gasps remain.

Everyone's hearts were in this silence, so quietly, cold and cold, as if they were on a cliff with a thousand feet of abyss around the cliff. What was terrible was that the cliff was sinking rapidly and was about to be buried in the abyss.

"Haha..., a group of waste, I can't hold on for a few strokes. Are you humans so useless?" The low and hoarse laughter of the demon dragon came again, with deep contempt.

Hua Sihai suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Yun Hai. Unfortunately, he was not only dark but also dark, and he could not hear where the sound came from. With a sigh, he slowly closed his eyes, but his hand did not give up the already cold body in his arms for a moment.

The black bottle in his hand was cold and cold, and a hint of cold air penetrated into his skin and penetrated into his heart. Hua Sihai remembered what Xuanyin Ghost said to him again, and felt ache in his heart. He opened his eyes again and moved his other hand to the bottle stopper with difficulty. He looked at Po Jun's familiar and unfamiliar face, his eyes turned soft, and the hand placed on the bottle stopper slowly hanged down, shouting in his heart: He is not dead yet, he still has rescue; however, the words of Xuanyin Ghost stopper ran out to stimulate him and torture him.

"Take this with you. If Pluto dies in the middle of the process, open the bottle plug and aim the mouth of the bottle at his nostrils, so that he can save his soul."

Hua Sihai smiled bitterly, "Why are you doing without a body and still have a soul? Even if you can still be resurrected, that person is no longer the original Pojun Pluto."

He trembled and opened the bottle plug, and a pungent smell came to him. After he hesitating for a moment, he still tried hard to point the bottle mouth at Pojun's nostrils. After a while, a skeleton of black smoke emerged from Pojun's nostrils and suddenly drilled into the black bottle. He quickly covered the bottle plug and squeezed it into his hand and trembled. He didn't know whether it was sad or joy in his heart.

In silence, his hand sank, and Pojun Pluto slipped softly from his arms. At that moment, his heart became a little colder.

Everyone fell on the cloud exhausted. Even the King of Qin Guang, who had been roaring endlessly, seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength in his body. White foam kept popping out of his mouth, which must have lasted for a while. The Seven Ghosts stood there like seven statues, and the lips of the ghosts in the middle were still trembling, but there was no sound.

They are all waiting for the final verdict of Death.

Suddenly, the black cloud rolled violently again, and a faint scolding sound came from afar.

Everyone was surprised and happy, and seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

"Who is coming?" The demon dragon's hoarse cry was filled with a strong anger.

Although we couldn't see the scene outside, everyone knew in their hearts that there was another person fighting the Demon Dragon at this time. And from the Demon Dragon's angry tone, we could tell that this person's cultivation was extremely high, and with the powerful strength of the Demon Dragon, he could not gain any advantage.

Everyone was both nervous and puzzled, and they all guessed who this person with extremely high cultivation was. The one who was most confused was naturally Hua Sihai. He knew the strength of the demon world well. Not to mention the super master who could fight against the demon dragon, there was not even a god-level master. Could it be that he was a master sent from the immortals and Buddhas realms?

"I am the God of Heavenly Sword and Qi Zhan." A thick and clear voice passed through the thick black clouds and came into everyone's ears.

Everyone's bodies shook violently, looked at each other, and looked in disbelief in their eyes.

Tiandao Qi Zhan, a name that has been known for Brahma for 20,000 years, and a super master of the fairy world who is close to myths and legends and has disappeared for ten thousand years, appeared in the demon world?

Everyone seemed to be unable to wake up from their shock, and they opened their mouths and looked at each other silently.

Outside the dark clouds, a tall figure in white clothes stood in the air, with his hands on his back, and his eyes stared at the rolling black clouds in front of him. His clothes were flying in the wind, and his majestic body was as hard as steel. His glittering eyes were filled with a deep feeling like sinking into the sea. There was no emotional fluctuation in the pair of dark pupils, like an ancient well that had existed for tens of thousands of years.

He is Qi Zhan, the first person today.

The voice of the demon dragon seemed a little quick and panicked: "Qi Zhan? Are there any masters like you among humans?"

Qi Zhan Shen's eyes flashed and said proudly: "There are many experts in the human world, and there are at least a dozen experts like Qi. If you underestimate humans so much, you will regret it sooner or later."

"A dozen?" The demon dragon seemed a little disbelief, his voice mixed with some wrist anxiety.

Qi Zhan's eyes turned cold and said lightly: "Where is Xuanwu?" He had a faint premonition. Xuanwu might be gone. He had seen Xuanwu several times and recognized Xuanwu's voice. However, the sound of the demon dragon was definitely not Xuanwu's voice.

"Are you looking for Xuanwu? Do you want to see him?" The demon dragon said sarcastically.

Qi Zhan's face turned cold and he said coldly: "You killed him?" At this moment, he even more affirmed his guess.

The demon dragon did not speak anymore. The black clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared, revealing a man in white with a strange expression.

Qi Zhan was slightly stunned, and then he found that although the man in white looked exactly the same as Xuanwu, his evil eyes betrayed everything. Although Xuanwu was not a gentleman, his eyes were far less evil than he is now. He looked at Xuanwu, who was transformed by the demon dragon, and then turned his eyes to a white cloud not far behind the demon dragon. The dying people on it looked at him in shock, and sparks of hope gradually rose in his eyes.

The Demon Dragon was paying attention to Qi Zhan. Seeing that he kept looking behind him, he immediately sneered: "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Although you are the most powerful person I have seen so far except those two old guys, you still can't do anything to me."

Qi Zhan slowly withdrew his gaze and fell on the demon dragon's face. Somehow, he felt that since the demon dragon turned into a human form, he actually had some savage popularity when he spoke. It was hard to see that the demon dragon standing in front of him was a demon dragon with terrifying strength. He did not doubt the words of the demon dragon. Anyone who has the ability to compete with his realm could see everything. He understood that although he had the ability to compete with the demon dragon, it was extremely difficult to subdue him. He also understood who the two old guys in the demon dragon's words were. Apart from the God of Light and the Black Demon God, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could make the demon dragon so afraid.

However, he showed a faint smile. Anyone who saw Qi Zhan’s smile on his face would find it strange, because it was a very satisfied smile, full of challenge. Hua Sihai and the others are like this, and the Demon Dragon is like this. They don’t understand what that smile means.

Perhaps only Yang Tianxing and Wei Qing can understand Qi Zhan’s mood at this moment. Yang Tianxing met Qi Zhan. He knew Qi Zhan’s inner loneliness very well. The arrogant master who could only look up to him forever had an indescribable loneliness in his heart. People often say that the high place is cold, but people like Qi Zhan and Wei Qing who stand on the top of the mountains can no longer feel the cold existence. That kind of cold only comes from their hearts.

"Why are you laughing?" The demon dragon finally couldn't help but ask in surprise.

Qi Zhan didn't say anything, but just raised his hand gently and stared at the white and bright palms. The next moment, a small ball of golden starlight suddenly appeared in Qi Zhan's outstretched palm. As time passed, the starlight became more and more and more, and finally gradually condensed into a long sword. The formed long sword was shining with metallic luster. The knife was about five feet long and crescent, with sharp serrations on the blade, and a faint golden light flowed through the entire knife.

He flipped his palm, held the knife and waved it gently a few times. Several golden lights were spit out from the tip of the knife, and then disappeared into the air for a while, returning to the calmness of the past.

However, just as everyone was surprised by his strange movement, a strong wind suddenly broke out in the air, and waves of air were surging, and waves of energy surged upwards toward the demon dragon.

The demon dragon's pupils shrank slightly, and the evil light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly stretched out a finger toward the direction where the energy was attacking. It was strange that the layers of air waves turned backwards as if they had encountered some huge resistance.

Hua Sihai and others were stunned and thought that this was a true master competition. There was no need for too many fancy spells or chanting annoying spells. Everything was simply unfolding. The seemingly simple and boring raise of hands and feet was filled with amazing variables and dangers.

While everyone was sighing, a sharp wind suddenly blew. Before they could react, they were shocked to find that the cloud under their feet was flying back like an arrow by the huge wind blowing, and instantly lost the figures of Qi Zhan and the Demon Dragon. Almost at the same time, Qi Zhan's gentle voice came from their ears.

"Go back and tell your Demon Lord that if Qi gives up, he will go to him and tell him not to act rashly these days."

Hua Sihai and others listened in shock to Qi Zhan's voice echoing in their ears. It was so clear that a deep sense of gratitude and admiration surged in their hearts.

The angrily roar of the demon dragon and the heroic laughter of Qi Zhanmai vaguely sounded in the distance, but everything gradually faded away.

Qi Zhan's eyes slowly swept across the distorted face of the demon dragon, feeling the resentment that emerged from the evil demon eyes of the demon dragon, and slowly raised the golden sky sword in his hand. The sunlight shone on the snow-bright sword, reflecting a little bit of golden light. Qi Zhan felt that he had never realized that the sky sword was so real as he was now. The feeling of flesh-and-blood connection surged so familiar again after 20,000 years, like a greeting for an old friend for many years.

The roar of the demon dragon gradually disappeared, and the twisted and ferocious face froze at the moment when the sky sword was raised, only those eyes were still flashing with strange evil light. Perhaps it was because the golden light of the sky sword was too dazzling, and the demon dragon was amazed and felt a little dazzling in front of him. This fresh feeling made him feel very surprised.

For many years, he has been buried in the ancient and desolate land of the Dark Red Swamp, savoring loneliness and loneliness alone. His heart has long been filled with resentment. He hates the Black Demon God, hates him for despicable enslavement of his long years, hates him for destroying a great race, and hates all things in the world, hates these humble creatures occupying the territory that originally belonged to him. So he angrily and ruthlessly devours any creatures that appeared on that land, until one day he accidentally discovered that more people had devoured him, the seal on him showed signs of loosening and disintegration. The excitement and ecstasy mood at that time still makes him feel endlessly.

Finally, I don’t know how many people he devoured, but the seal on his body was finally untied. He struggled with his weak body and eager to rush out of the land that suffocated him. However, what made him angry was that at the moment when he was about to break the ground, someone actually used the Xuantian Array to suppress him on the ground. It was naturally easy to break through the mere Xuantian Array with his cultivation. Unfortunately, he had just untied the seal and spent most of his divine power over the long years. He was extremely weak and was trapped underground at the beginning. In the end, he had to use the black demon energy that he hated himself to fight against the Xuantian Array. He finally broke through the ground but was blocked by the golden dragon who rushed over when he heard the sound.

Speaking of the golden dragon, he felt gritting his teeth when he thought about it. It was originally just a stupid dragon in his clan. He had been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years and could not get through the disaster. Before being enslaved by the black demon god, he ridiculed and mocked that guy all day long. Unexpectedly, the stupid dragon also made it a success. I wonder if God was blind and actually allowed that guy to succeed in passing the disaster. The shameless traitor who did nothing all day after passing the disaster, only knew how to brag and swear in front of the God of Light every day, and wanted the gods to take in the god of light, actually ignored the protests of him, the leader of the dragon clan, and ran to become the mount of the God of Light. The home that had just passed the disaster.

The guy didn't know if it was time to go, or the kung fu of flattery was too pure, and he was favored by the God of Light. He personally guided that guy's cultivation. His cultivation level increased greatly within a few decades, and he could almost go hand in hand with him. You should know that he had practiced silently for hundreds of thousands of years before he reached this level. The Black Demon God knew how to enslave him all day long, so he had no time to guide his cultivation. New hatreds and old hatreds, and he immediately started a desperate battle with the Golden Dragon, which was a loss-winning ending. However, what made him laugh was that the stupid Golden Dragon finally died, but he lived.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing out loud. This laughter made him suddenly wake up. Then he realized that there was a Qi Zhan standing opposite him, a human master who made him feel uneasy. However, his expression was still very relaxed. The death of the Golden Dragon was his most proud thing during this period. He hid in a cave in the western part of the Demon Realm on weekdays and always lay in the cave (that is, he didn't go out to make trouble) and always lie in the cave to reminisce about this glorious record.

Qi Zhan always felt that the dragon's expression was a bit too rich. In the short time of the soul wandering, there were continuous changes in his expression, including joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, and it was a very vivid and distinctive type, which made him wonder if this guy was a human in his previous life.

He wiped the shiny blade, and a cold breath penetrated into his skin. His spirit suddenly became excited. He raised his eyebrows at the demon dragon who was still laughing trepidly, saying, "Brother Long, let's start."

This time it was the Demon Dragon's turn to be surprised. He opened his mouth and looked stunned: "Brother Long?" He didn't expect Qi Zhan to call him that. The feeling was strange, but it made him feel inexplicably excited.

Qi Zhan's eyes were as plain as water, and he could not see any emotional color. He said lightly: "If you want to conquer humans, you must first understand human emotions."

The demon dragon suddenly realized, a trace of disdain rose up at the corner of his mouth, and said proudly: "Why should I be a dragon god condescending to experience the emotions of you humble humans? Stop talking nonsense, start the beginning. This dragon god wants you to see who is the real master of this continent."

Before he finished speaking, the demon dragon rushed towards Qi Zhan with a wicked smile. His hands suddenly had a black light surge, and he used the black demon energy. He knew that his own dragon spirit could not deal with the powerful human in front of him, so he had to use the black demon energy. He was very annoying to the black demon energy, but the black demon energy forced him to be enslaved for countless years, but he had no choice but to learn this extremely powerful ancient spirit without realizing it (although he only learned some superficiality, only 20% or 30% of the appearance), and what made him even more depressed was that he had to use the black demon energy to restore the glory of the dragon clan's past.

Qi Zhan smiled slightly. The surprise attack of the demon dragon did not surprise him, because he had this idea himself, but the demon dragon took action first before him. He did not think that sneak attack was a shameful act. When masters fight, the outcome was only a moment, so he naturally had to strive for the greatest initiative. Those practitioners who adhered to dogma and etiquette and were stubborn will always be passively beaten.

The sky sword suddenly flashed with golden light, covering the sunlight. Facing the approaching demon dragon madly, Qi Zhan raised his extremely high fighting spirit and suddenly slashed the sword down.

There was no golden light flashing, nor was there a sword's energy scattered, as if the sword had slashed into the water without any power.

His hands were filled with black demonic energy and flew rapidly. The demon dragon croaking in his mouth felt a huge force coming invisibly. This power was extremely strange, without any signs. The simple slash was like boiling a sea, which stirred up dozens of feet high and pressed down on him in front of him. It was as strong as a mountain collapse, but it seemed to be a refusal to welcome him. A huge suction force pulled him over.

The demon dragon was shocked and felt as if he had fallen into a vortex, with a heavy head and a light head, and a little dizzy head. He didn't know what Qi Zhan's intention was for a moment. He glanced at Qi Zhan and saw a hint of unfathomableness on the handsome face. The sky knife in his hand was raised diagonally, and the cold light was pressing. He felt suspicious in his heart, thinking that he could not be fooled by him, so he immediately decided to get rid of the suction force first.

He shouted loudly, bowed his body, and suddenly opened his arms outward, and countless black demonic auras shot out like sharp arrows.

The qi collided, and suddenly it made a loud noise like a mountain collapse and the ground cracks. The tide spread out like a trembling sound, which made the clouds fly, the sun shook, and the earth trembled. The ground hundreds of feet below seemed like a tornado. When the sound passed, the trees were uprooted, the houses were ripped into pieces, and the ground seemed to have been dug through three inches of land. Several villages were razed to the ground. Fortunately, the villagers in the village were tortured by the demon dragon before, and those who had already died and fled, and no one died in this unexpected disaster. It was just that the residents of the other towns in Xiangnan County thought that there had been a natural disaster, and they took the old and the young, packed up their fine and soft houses and fled to the eastern county towns.

Qi Zhan's body shook slightly, and his breath surged in his body. His spirit quickly ran thirty-six Zhoutian, and the time returned to calm. The surprise in his heart was unspeakable. He had already estimated the power of the demon dragon very highly, but he did not expect it to be so powerful. Although he did not use his full strength to do this, his power was enough to smooth everything out, but he didn't know what the demon dragon would do. He focused his mind and looked at the demon dragon. After a moment, Lao Huai comforted him. It turned out that the demon dragon was even more embarrassed than him.

But when the demon dragon screamed in a whisper, he was shocked by Qi Zhan's spirit, he flew back again. His long black hair was standing upside down and slanted, and his white robe seemed to be chopped by a random knife, becoming strips of rags on his body. His originally fair body was covered with scars, blue, red, and white, like a three-color drawing board, and his mouth was also swollen high, comparable to the pig's mouth.

The demon dragon stared at Qi Zhan with a smile on his face, his eyes flashed with evil light. After a moment of silence, he looked at his messy body and smiled bitterly: "You... you are too cruel... you are ruthless." Perhaps because his mouth was swollen and unable to close, his words were leaking.

Qi Zhan took the boss's efforts to half guess and understand the meaning of the words, but there was no excitement or pride on his face. He knew in his heart that the demon dragon was not injured. The scars that were densely covered with seemingly shocking were actually just some skin trauma. He could be intact with just one body. However, he thought this dragon was quite interesting.

Seeing Qi Zhan just looked at him and smiled without saying anything, the demon dragon couldn't help but feel angry, shook his body, and turned into the true body of the dragon. It was a giant ten feet long. The black dragon scales shone with a faint cold light under the sunlight. The huge and ugly dragon head was raised high, and the sticky ambergris kept flowing out of the dragon's mouth with dense fangs. The dragon's nose was as thick as a cave and exhaled white dragon breath, and the black dragon whistles were shaking in the air like long whips.
To be continued...