Phoenix on Fire: Allure of the City

But when Huan Bin and Su Qing saw Haotian, they decisively said that the person in front of them was not Haotian. people's doubts.

"This is definitely not Haotian. Look at the center of his eyebrows. The former Haotian's eyebrows were clean and flawless, but if you look at the person standing opposite now, the cluster of dark air between the eyebrows, how could it be Haotian? If you look at his appearance at this time and then at that time, it is simply two people."

"Don't forget, whose soldier is he carrying now? The monster clan and the plague god clan are already full of evil spirits. He is now full of dark and evil spirits, which is normal." Yiqing Demon King's words made the other three Mojun nodded in agreement, and felt for the first time that Yiqing's brain was actually quite easy to use.

Unexpectedly, Huan Bin shook his head again.

"Based on our observation, we knew at first glance that this is not Haotian. The three of us have been together for many years, and it is impossible not to recognize him. Besides, the person standing opposite now and the former Haotian, the appearance of the two You can't see it, can you?"

Seeing that Huan Bin was so sure, the Four Great Demon Monarchs couldn't say anything more, but the person on the opposite side looked like Haotian no matter how ugly or disgusting, everyone turned their eyes to the hostile The 'Haotian' over there.

The Haotian at this time is completely different from when he left the demon clan. The previous Haotian can only be said to have a sinister aura, which does not pose any terrible threat at all, but look at the current Haotian. His sinister aura is more than that, and the evil aura is like the rising sorghum. The aura and evil aura exuded from his body make the monster soldiers around him shy away, and they don't dare to approach him very much.

His eyes were protruding and bloodshot, and a few strands of hair hung on his chest. He was holding a silver iron fan in his hand, and his sinister eyes looked at the Demon Palace from time to time.

"Haotian, the Demon Empress has already let you go once, yet you still dare to come here to seek death?"

Weiyang Mojun stood up, he believed Huanbin's words, because the "Haotian" in front of him was too different from the previous Haotian, and he had never seen Haotian use an iron fan as a weapon, such a silver iron fan, he I only saw it once, thousands of years ago, and the owner of this iron fan was the demon emperor Song Ziyuan. Although it was thousands of years ago, Demon Lord Weiyang still remembered the both good and evil iron fan in the demon emperor's hand at that time.

'Shua', Haotian spread out his fan and fanned it, looking disdainfully at the Four Great Demon Monarchs, Su Qing, Huan Bin and others opposite.

"Just you guys can beat this emperor?"

After Haotian uttered the word 'the emperor', everyone had already guessed his identity. He was the demon emperor Song Ziyuan, but they didn't know how he occupied Haotian's body.

"Demon Emperor, His Majesty Demon Emperor's Earth-Moon Black Scythe failed to kill both you and the God of Plague. It seems that you still have some skills, but, if you come today, is it because you haven't died enough and come here again to seek death?"

After Mojun Lanxue said these words in a hurry, he managed to see Song Ziyuan's face that was about to go berserk.

"Hmph, I'll let you jump up and down a few more times, that bitch Xiyao thought I wouldn't know what kind of tricks she was playing to drive Haotian out of the demon clan? It's a pity, that idiot Haotian hasn't come in front of the emperor yet. This emperor has already drained his essence and soul, and he will live forever without reincarnation, even lonely ghosts, haha." Song Ziyuan laughed arrogantly, Su Qing and Huan Bin hid under their sleeves They held it tightly, fearing that if they couldn't help it, they would rush forward and fight Song Ziyuan desperately, but they knew that now was not the time to be arrogant.

"I don't know where that bitch Xiyao has gone now, but I don't think she'll come in time to save you, a lingering demon race. What's the use even if she comes? She can't even touch the sleeves of the emperor. Jun Wushang, haha, I think, if that bastard Xiyao survived, he must have made a lot of contributions, but his cultivation is almost exhausted, and this demon clan is now in my pocket. thing."

Song Ziyuan waved the fan in his hand, and that proud look made people want to put him to death immediately. In fact, it was Song Ziyuan who did not strike first, because he waited for this moment for a long time. If he and Nalan Qing were injured by Jun Wushang's Earth Moon Black Scythe, their souls should have been scattered, but at the moment before their souls were scattered, he and Nalan Qing had exhausted the last bit of essence to save their souls. , but can only wander in the world, and then rely on the little souls absorbed into the bodies of mortals to maintain the remaining souls, and then start to absorb some spiritual monsters when the souls become stronger, no one knows How did they live in those days, hiding like a street mouse, unable to show up during the day, and could only hide in a dark cave to survive, finally, he finally waited for the day when he turned over.

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