Chaos Ancestor Dragon Art

Chapter 33 Trap
The Lord of the Flame Demon was not mistaken, Long Hao did plan to take care of the Dragon Demon Lord after breaking through the Transcendent Realm and his strength skyrocketed.

However, when he heard that the dragon demon lord was actually a powerful demon, he temporarily gave up this plan.

With the help of Chaos Ancestral Dragon Jue, he can dominate the supernatural realm, but he is much worse when facing the demons.

Heavenly Demon, that is an existence comparable to the powerhouses of human supernatural powers.

Take charge of supernatural powers and suppress the world!

There is an essential difference between the Transcendent Realm and the Divine Ability Realm, and the gap between them is as insurmountable as the gap between heaven and earth.

"My lord, I've already said everything I can say, please spare my life." The Lord of the Fire Demon cursed Long Hao in his heart, but on the surface he still looked flattering and begging for mercy.

"Hmph, of course..."

Speaking of this, Long Hao's mouth suddenly curled into a strange smile: "But before that, please hand over the treasures you have saved, Lord Lord."

In addition to inquiring about the news about Falling Demon Ridge, the treasures accumulated by the Lord of the Balrog were also the purpose of Long Hao's attack on the Lord of the Balrog this time.

"What? Treasure, treasure..."

Seeing the strong smile on Long Hao's face, the Balrog Lord froze there.

Those treasures are what he has accumulated for more than ten years, and they are also the reliance for his comeback. If they are handed over, then he will have to drink the northwest wind.

But if you don't hand it over, depending on how vicious that evil star is, he must be dead.

Helpless, the Lord of the Flame Demon had no choice but to collect the inside of the cave and hand it over to Long Hao.

"Just a few thousand magic crystals, and dozens of human magic beads, is the majestic leader a beggar? Or is he playing me, huh?"

The Balrog lord didn't dare to say anything, and then he complained, acting like a beggar on the street, not to mention being sincere.

Seeing the grievance and sincerity of the Balrog Lord, Long Hao couldn't help laughing secretly: "This acting skill is definitely at the level of a movie king."

If he hadn't attacked a mine under the command of the Balrog Lord and obtained a large amount of magic crystals, he might have been deceived by the old fritter's rhetoric.

"Don't tell the truth!"

With a sneer, Long Hao drew out the spiritual weapon greatsword on his back, compared it to the shoulder of the Balrog Lord, and said, "Where is the treasure?"

The Balrog Lord still gritted his teeth and complained.

Without saying a word, Long Hao chopped off one of his arms with a single sword strike.

"Aw, aw..."

The Balrog Lord roared like a pig butcher, and the severe pain made his ugly face even more hideous.

However, today he encountered a more ruthless existence.

After one arm was severed, Long Hao moved the sword to his thigh again, with the same sentence: "Where is the treasure?"

Judging by his posture, Long Hao wanted to chop off his hands and feet one by one, and he didn't know what terrible means would be used later, the Balrog Lord collapsed immediately.

"Devil, you are a devil..." the Balrog lord roared hysterically.

He suddenly discovered that the handsome human youth in front of him was more ruthless and terrifying than the fierce fighting abyssal demons like them.

In comparison, he felt like a kind little sheep.

"Pfft!"

Before the Balrog Lord could finish howling, Long Hao swung his sword and cut off one of his legs.

At this moment, no matter how strong the willpower of the Balrog Lord was, he couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately begged for mercy: "I say, I say..."

"The treasure is under the throne."

As he spoke, the Balrog Lord quickly raised his remaining hand, pointed at a huge throne in the depths of the cave, and said tremblingly.

The throne was built extremely domineeringly, with a width of ten feet, and the whole body was cast with red-gold magic stones, reflecting the arrogance and majesty of the Balrog Lord.

"Long Xiaomiao..."

Long Hao smiled lightly and turned his head to say something, Long Xiaomiao immediately understood, jumped up, and jumped onto the throne after a few dodges.

Then, with a loud 'bang', Long Xiaomiao smashed the royal family made of hard magic stone to pieces with one claw.

That tyrannical power fluctuation surprised even Long Hao.

Because he discovered that the terrifying power contained in the little guy's body was not weaker than him in the slightest.

The moment the throne was shattered, bursts of pearls and jewels flowed out, which not only revealed the fluctuations of pure magic energy, but also the fluctuations of pure spiritual energy.

Obviously, the Balrog Lord's collection not only contains demon treasures, but also many treasures of human practitioners.

Looking closely at the fluctuation of the precious energy, one can tell that the collection of the Balrog Lord is definitely not trivial.

"Meow meow!"

Long Xiaomiao nodded excitedly at Long Hao, her big eyes were narrowed, and her saliva was about to flow out.

"My lord, my lord, I really didn't lie to you, all the treasures are there, please be merciful, my lord..." the Lord of Fire Demon begged bitterly.

Afterwards, he found that Long Hao's attention was all on the direction of the treasure, and he immediately endured the severe pain, propped up his body and rolled to the side, and rolled into the pile of rubble.

At the same time, the stone wall above the throne suddenly cracked.

shhhhhh...

A series of hasty piercing sounds suddenly sounded.

In a blink of an eye, huge crossbow machines were pushed out from the opened stone wall, and at the same time as thousands of arrows were fired, thick blood-red mist was sprayed out.

"Dangdangdang..."

Long Hao swung his sword like rain, and he slashed out dozens of swords in an instant. The fierce sword energy gathered into a dense sword net, cutting off all the sharp arrows that came.

But there are still wisps of blood-red mist flowing over. .

"Hmph, even if you can block the arrows and crossbows, you will definitely not be able to block the pervasive poisonous blood gas..."

"Haha, you'll explode in blood and die in a short while."

The Balrog Lord laughed maniacally, his eyes were full of hatred.

That poisonous blood gas was extracted by him from the gallbladder of a dark blood python, and refined by adding various poisons. Even a medium-sized old demon would explode to death as long as he inhaled a little.

Seeing this, Long Xiaomiao's eyes became anxious, and he quickly opened his mouth, condensing a dark golden devouring vortex, devouring all the poisonous blood gas.

The Sky-swallowing Demon Dragon swallows everything, and this bit of blood poisonous gas is not a problem at all.

Although Long Xiaomiao's speed was extremely fast, the poisonous blood gas penetrated everywhere, Long Hao still inhaled a little, and it was useless to even hold his breath.

As soon as the poisonous blood gas touches the skin, it will quickly melt into the blood of the whole body, causing the blood to boil like a volcanic eruption, and will soon explode the body.

"Meow, meow..." Long Xiaomiao jumped over nervously, opening her mouth as if to suck out the poisonous gas for Long Hao, but was stopped by Long Hao's wave of his hand.

"I'll do it myself, you go and kill him!" Long Hao said with a look of anger.

"Woo, woo..." Long Xiaomiao turned her head suddenly, her hair all over her body exploded, revealing an incomparably ferocious appearance, a dark golden glow emerged from her body, vaguely gathered into a heaven-swallowing dragon.

The runaway Long Xiaomiao had to be in awe of Long Hao even seeing him, let alone the half-crippled Balrog Lord.

He howled in fear, and fled towards the outside of the cave with his demonic energy running.

(End of this chapter)