Chapter 969, The Origin of the Demon Dragon
In the blink of an eye, it actually appeared in front of me?
Moreover, there was a hint of familiarity about him.
Is this... the smell of blood?
"Hehe, how many human races are there here?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Yan and the others with great interest, and immediately a smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, his face full of jokes.
"Human ant, you are quite courageous."
"act recklessly!"
"How dare you run into the mausoleum of my Demon Dragon Palace."
"It seems that my Demon Dragon Palace has another visitor."
"However, this is also good, lest I go to the outside world and have to look for these human beings."
The middle-aged man grinned.
This smile made Zhou Yan's heart shudder.
This is... a devilish smile!
"who are you?"
Zhou Yan took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down his emotions.
He can clearly feel that the strength of the person in front of him is definitely far beyond the realm of ninety heavens!
Half-step divine realm!
"I am under the command of the Lord of the Demon Dragon Palace, the captain of the guard, the Iron Blood King!"
The Iron Blood King said proudly, with a bloodthirsty red light in his eyes: "Human race, be obedient and get caught, and follow me back to the Dragon Palace! I can consider giving you a whole corpse!"
"Oh it's you!"
Zhou Yan's eyes flickered with coldness: "Demon Dragon Palace, after all, it has made a comeback!"
"Hahaha...you've actually heard of my name?" Iron Blood King grinned, "Then, just kneel down and beg for mercy."
"I will peel your skin and cramps, and use the cruelest means to torture your sanity, let you experience the feeling that life is worse than death, and then slowly enjoy the pain of death!"
Iron Blood King Jie Jie laughed strangely.
His eyes fixed on Zhou Yan, as if a predator saw food.
"A mere ants, dare to break into the forbidden area of my Dragon Palace?"
"court death!"
With a roar, he stepped forward and rushed towards Zhou Yan.
"Om~"
Zhou Yan's eyes glowed with golden light.
In an instant, the entire area was illuminated.
The Jagged King stopped immediately and looked at Zhou Yan dully.
"This... is this an illusion?"
He was horrified, and such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
The next moment, the Iron Blood King screamed, fell from the void, and hit the ground hard.
"Pfft!"
He opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.
At that moment just now, he seemed to have fallen into an illusion.
"Is this a soul attack?"
"Damn! Is this an illusion?"
"But why is this illusion more real than my 'illusion'?!"
He struggled to get up, his heart filled with doubt and shock.
His "Psychedelic Art" has reached the third level, and can easily confuse ordinary second-level monsters.
However, the illusion performed by the young man in front of him far surpassed his level of illusion.
Not only that……
He felt a strong sense of death!
The illusion performed by Zhou Yan actually made him feel that his heart had stopped beating, his whole body was stiff and unable to move.
"This is not an illusion!"
"It's the real breath of death!"
"These dead breaths can actually corrode my soul!"
The Jagged King turned pale with shock.
He retreated violently, trying his luck to turn his skills to resist, but he still felt bursts of severe pain, which almost made him faint.
"How could this be? This human race, obviously just an ordinary person, actually has such a powerful strength?!"
He was terrified.
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't have believed it even if he was killed. An ordinary person could unleash a coercion comparable to that of a demigod!
Zhou Yan looked cold and did not hesitate.
His wrist fluttered, and a pitch-black dagger appeared in his hand.
"Shua!"
The blade cut through the void and turned into a black awn.
"Pfft!"
Blood spattered.
The Jagged King's right arm was broken at the root!
"Aww..."
He screamed and hurried to escape.
However, Zhou Yan didn't let go of his plan, and approached him again, waving the dagger in his hand continuously, cutting out several sharp killing tracks.
Chi la!
A puddle of blood shot out from the Iron Blood King's neck, and his head rolled to the ground, completely dead.
"Jingle Bell……"
A quaint copper coin fell to the ground and stopped after rolling a few times.
"There is something wrong with this copper coin!"
Zhou Yan squatted down, picked up the copper coins, and observed carefully.
This copper coin was stained with drops of bright red blood, and when it touched the clothes, it made a crisp and pleasant sound.
He tried to mobilize his vitality and inject it into the copper coins.
In an instant, a sudden change occurred.
I saw this copper coin suddenly emitting a dazzling brilliance.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yan saw pictures one after another popping up in his mind.
It was boundless blood.
There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and bones are everywhere.
The gathering of endless resentment and hostility caused the vitality of the entire planet to wither, as if the doomsday had come.
And above the sea of blood, a huge specter stands tall.
Lord of the Demon Dragon Palace, the Demon Dragon Emperor!
Behind it, there are densely packed warriors, all of them are wearing armor, holding weapons, and their aura is overwhelming.
They were wearing heavy armor, and the weapons in their hands were all made of some kind of strange spar, emitting a terrifying light.
A destructive wave spread, shocking the world!
The army of magic dragons swept across the entire sky!
"Roar!!!"
The Demon Dragon Emperor roared up to the sky, infinite demon clouds enveloped the sky, thunder intertwined, and flames burned, like a doomsday scene.
There are countless chains wrapped around his body, each chain goes deep into the flesh and blood, and runs through the lute bone!
The other end of the chain was inserted into the earth and nailed to the top of a majestic palace soaring into the sky.
His eyes were extremely scarlet.
"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
The Demon Dragon Emperor roared wildly.
He seemed extremely resentful and wanted to escape the control of these chains.
However, these chains seem to be connected with the heaven and the earth, continuously absorbing the power of the heaven and the earth, and firmly trapping the Demon Dragon Emperor.
No matter how hard the Demon Dragon Emperor tried, it was difficult to break free from the chains.
Rumble——
Suddenly, the sky and the earth shook, the earth cracked, and the boundless demonic energy surged, turning into a ferocious bird, straddling the sky, neighing mournfully, and looking down at all beings.
"This is... an ominous beast!?"
Zhou Yan's pupils shrank violently.
The Demon Dragon Emperor summoned a fierce beast!
"Although this beast is not as strong as the rumored ten thousand year beast, its strength should be about the same." Zhou Yan murmured.
The Dragon Emperor is a mythical dragon!
Before those distant years, once ruled a star world.
Even if the current Demon Dragon Emperor has fallen, leaving only the remaining will, it is enough to traverse the universe.
This ferocious beast is also extremely powerful and powerful, not even inferior to the ancestors of the Shenwu Xianzong!
However, on top of this ferocious beast, there are also countless chains hanging, sealing a mysterious existence.
That statue exists, as if sleeping, but also seems to be extremely active.
A trace of strange energy flows, hidden in the body of the beast, and it seems that it can wake up at any time.
