Chapter 4181
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Was it too late for him to swallow back what he had just said?
The Lord of Immortal Slaying City had already knelt on the ground and said, "Long live the Demon Lord!"
Tian He swallowed his saliva and stood up from his seat. He grabbed the Magic Mirage Stone by the window and was about to fly down.
The instant Milky Way made his move, the situation on the Magic Crystal Platform changed drastically once again.
…
Helian Zhuo, who had been cut into pieces by Mu Yan's Seven Absolute Swords, stood up unscathed.
He was holding a black flag in each of his hands.
As he waved the flag, a steady stream of demonic energy gathered on his body from the Immortal Slaying Square, causing his strength to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Demon Lord Seventh Stage, Demon Lord Eighth Stage, Demon Lord Ninth Stage, Demon Lord Peak!
Mu Yan's expression became more and more serious. She bit the tip of her tongue and used the pain to force her consciousness not to be eroded by the poison.
Turning around, she saw that the square that was rubbing shoulders with each other just now had a large number of people lying on the ground.
Even Yun Ruohan, Yu Ying and Night Spirit had fallen to the ground with painful expressions.
Night Spirit, who had a low cultivation base, had already fainted, his body twitching violently.
It could be imagined that if the demonic energy in her body continued to be extracted, her Demon Core would not be able to withstand it and collapse.
At that time, even her life would not be spared.
"Ye Liangchen, I originally did not intend to use this move in Immortal Slaying City. I really did not expect that you could actually force me to this step. "
Helian Zhuo's tone was light and breezy, with arrogance and pride.
But in fact, his mood was far from calm.
The young man in front of him was far beyond his imagination.
A child of a demon raised by the heavens like him, a Spirit Cultivator turned into a Demon Cultivator like him.
But Ye Liangchen was younger than him by more than a hundred years, yet his strength was already so strong.
If he was given a little more time …
Thinking of this, Helian Zhuo's heart was boiling with killing intent.
He must completely kill this powerful competitor, so that there would never be a day for him to rise again.
Helian Zhuo raised the black flag in his hand and gently waved it twice in the air.
In a split second, a sharp sound rang in the sky again.
A thick red mist wraps around Muyan.
Her hearing and vision were sealed once again, and her divine sense could not be extended.
What was even more terrifying was that this time, it wasn't just a short moment.
Mu Yan's whole body suddenly tightened, and cold sweat oozed from the palm of her hand that was holding the Seven Absolutes Sword.
The next moment, a sharp pain came from his shoulder.
She abruptly turned around and swung her sword, but she did not manage to cut anything.
"Hehe, Ye Liang Chen, stop struggling. It's useless."
Amidst the shrill whistling, Helian Zhuo's voice poured directly into her mind, bringing with it a bloodthirsty and tyrannical killing intent. "Even if I will be punished for violating the rules of the betrothal selection, I will definitely not allow you to live!"
"Oh, that's right. There's also You Yue and her magical pet. I remember that lowly and useless magical pet. He's your senior brother, right? Don't worry, they will join you soon! "
Puff!
The long sword pierced through Mu Yan's chest, causing her to be unable to hold on any longer and kneel on the ground.
Fresh blood dyed her clothes red and spread out on the magic crystal platform.
The voice that had disappeared earlier began to enter his ears intermittently.
Pain, struggle, fear, despair!
Those were the cries of the demons on the Immortal Slaughtering Square.
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