Supreme Killer

As soon as he entered the restricted area, a breathtaking chill surged.

Xiao Fan, who possessed the immortal body, couldn't help but shiver.

This place is really weird!

Looking around behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief again, only to see those **** **** chains wandering on the edge of the restricted area like countless blood dragons, and he dared not step into this place.

"call!"

Xiao Fan let out a long suffocation, which was considered to have escaped for the time being.

However, the wild demon fell into the hands of the strong demon clan, even if he couldn't die, he was afraid of torture.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fan looked into the depths of the restricted area, his back felt cold, always feeling stared at something.

For a time, he dared not rush forward.

However, staying here, always being stared at by the strong demon clan, he can't do anything.

"I don't know what happened to the battle between the Celestial Race and the Demon Race. Will the Celestial Race continue to take action against the Primordial God Realm?" Xiao Fan was full of thoughts and was a little anxious.

The Celestial Clan originally came for the Primordial God Realm and other ancient realms, and the chance of letting go of the Primordial God Realm is almost zero.

Perhaps the only hope for the Primordial God Realm to escape a catastrophe is for the Celestial Race and the Demon Race to die together.

However, how difficult is it to kill an ancestral king, and where does it all die?

"I can't wait here, I must find a chance to leave." Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and suddenly moved toward the depths of the restricted area.

...

Beginning Demon City, in an extremely secret courtyard.

Huang Mo was lying on the ground, unable to move, and his body was densely covered with countless runes, sealing his power. At this moment, he was completely like an ordinary person.

Beside him, a man in a blood robe was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard.

The man looked skinny, his eyes were sunken in pitch black, and his pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes. He looked very haggard, but he gave people a very evil feeling.

With a dry palm, he gently tapped the stone table, staring at the demon for a while.

"Wild demon, what should I do with you?" The man in the blood robe finally spoke, his voice hoarse, somewhat sharp, extremely harsh.

"You want to kill me?" Huang Mo smiled, showing a mouthful of **** teeth, without the slightest fear.

"Do you think I dare?" The blood-robed man squinted his eyes, a cold breath radiated from him, and the courtyard was instantly cold as an ice cellar.

"Too Sui, don't say that I look down on you, you can do it if you have the ability." Huang Mo sneered and smiled disdainfully.

Tai Sui is the name of the man in the blood robe.

Speaking of which, Huang Mo and him are still nominal brothers.

After all, Tai Sui and the Great Wu Tian demon also have the reality of mentoring and apprenticeship, but the Great Wu Tian demon does not recognize him as an apprentice.

If Xiao Fan were here, he would definitely be shocked.

Wasn't Tai Huang saying that Tai Sui was very likely to die, and he stood here intact, and his strength was so strong that even Huang Mo was captured by him alive.

"Humph!"

Tai Sui snorted coldly, raised his palm and prepared to slap it down, but as Huang Mo's words sounded, his palm stopped abruptly.

"You dare to move me, my master will not let you go!"

Huang Mo threatened, his eyes provoked.

"Big Wutian Demon?" Tai Sui smiled scornfully, and said with a snort: "The defeated man back then, do you still think of him to save you? If he dares to come, I can't kill him!"

When he uttered the words Big Wutian Demon, his body trembled very obviously, and his gaze looking at Huang Demon was even more fierce.

He wanted to worship the Great Wutian Demon as his teacher, but was rejected by the Great Wutian Demon many times.

In fact, the two of them have only the real mentoring and apprenticeship, and no mentoring name.

But Tai Sui claimed to the public that he was an apprentice of the Great Wutian Demon, and the Great Wutian Demon didn't say anything.

After all, Tai Sui's talent is still recognized by him, otherwise he would not be used to create evocation sutras.

It is precisely because of the Sutra of Invoking that the Tai Sui of today was created.

With his current strength, even if he really meets the Big Wutian Demon, he can still not be afraid.

The reason why he trembled was because he had been trying to find the Big Wutian Demon to prove himself to no avail.

"You are defeated? Too Sui, you still like to brag. If it weren't for the master to spare you a dog, your grave grass would have been dead for millions of years."

Huang Mo smiled disdainfully.

Tai Sui's lungs exploded, and the raised palm trembled slightly, and he was about to slap it down fiercely.

"Do you dare to move me, turn around and let my father kill you."

The Wild Demon threatened unscrupulously again, and a touch of rebelliousness flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he is still a great ancestor, and he is completely a dude.

I lost the fight and called my parents for help.

"Jiuyou Demon Lord? Can he still save you? Even if he comes, I will still kill him!" Tai Sui stared at the wild demon angrily, coldly.

Although he said he was not afraid of Demon Lord Jiuyou, his body had betrayed him.

He was also a person who had survived from the Primordial Era. How could he not know the horror of the Nine Nether Demon Lord?

Even in his eyes, the fierce power of the Nine Nether Demon Lord is still higher than that of the Great Wutian Demon.

"Then you do it."

Huang Mo continued to provoke Tai Sui, and the disdain in his eyes seemed to be not deliberate, but from the bones.

No wonder he was so disdainful. In the Primordial Era, as the son of one of the six top giants of the Primordial God Realm, the son of the Nine You Demon Lord, the roots are Zheng Miaohong, the second generation of great ancestors, how respected his status?

It can be said that looking at the heavens and the world, there is no such second generation of ancestors that can match him.

And what about Tai Sui?

It's just an ordinary demon disciple with an unhealthy mind. Normally, there can be no intersection between the two.

But after the Great Tribulation, Tai Sui was caught by the Great Wutian Demon by chance.

Tai Sui was jealous of his position, but he was jealous and calculating.

However, in the end, instead of being recognized by the Big Wutian Demon, he was suppressed by the Big Wutian Demon, and his memory was erased.

If it hadn't been too old to prepare, maybe he wouldn't be who he is today.

But even so, Huang Mo still looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

It's not his lowly status, but his greedy and unrighteous character.

In a battle of the ancients, Tai Sui had to avoid the battle, and even played fake death.

Where is this ancestor king, it is simply a rat generation.

Seeing Huang Mo's eyes, the calm mind of Tai Sui for so many years turned into waves, and he gritted his teeth angrily, and raised his palm again.

He had long wanted to kill the wild demon, but the identity of the wild demon was there, and he really didn't dare to do it easily.

But Huang Mo repeatedly provoked, if he didn't move, wouldn't it mean that he was afraid of him?

"Don't hesitate, you are going to start, by the way, I also have a master named Shura Zumo."

Huang Mo said with a grinning smile.

If Xiao Fan were here, he would have severely despised the Wild Demon.

Damn you, Shura Zumo is my master, okay, when is your master?

However, the Asura Ancestral Demon and the Great Wutian Demon were once one body, so it is true. It was too ridiculous to hear this, and I felt a chill all over my body, and my palm stopped in the void, not falling for a long time.