Ling tripod

The Demon Lord grabbed it with his big hand, and the Tianluan Mountain immediately shook.

An illusory giant palm of demonic flames appeared, and this giant palm of demonic flames grabbed the ancient fairy sword inserted in the magma.

"Brother Demon Lord! This is the sword left by Master!"

Feng Zun spoke.

"So what? If you have the ability, come and grab this sword from now on!"

The Demon Lord sneered, and the power of his supreme late-stage cultivation exploded instantly.

Immediately, the chains tied to the three mountain peaks on the ancient immortal sword began to tremble violently.

"Wake it up for me!"

The Demon Lord shouted, and the ancient immortal sword immediately trembled violently, and the three chains collapsed instantly.

In the lava, the ancient immortal sword flew out, and everyone was stunned for a moment when they saw the immortal sword.

Because this ancient immortal sword is different from what everyone imagined. The upper half of the sword is made of white jade like snow, while the lower half is completely black and infected by demonic energy. The demonic energy entwined on it is clearly visible.

"Haha, I'm afraid it was because the ancient immortal was defeated by the ancient demon of my veins that the sword was impregnated with demonic energy and sank into this formation to refine the demonic energy. This sword belongs to my demonic veins!"

The Demon Lord laughed, grabbed it with his big hand, and the ancient immortal sword immediately flew into the sky, and was finally grasped by the Demon Lord.

The ancient immortal sword was held in the hands of the Demon Lord, and the sword began to vibrate violently.

"Become an Immortal! Become a Demon!"

The Demon Lord spoke, and the demonic energy rushed out of the Ancient Immortal Sword crazily.

Immediately, the upper half of the white jade-like sword surface gradually turned black, and finally the entire ancient immortal sword became completely as black as ink.

"Yan'er, you became my master's disciple. My master never gave you any kind of greeting gift. This sword belongs to you!"

The Demon Lord spoke. He didn't care at all about the Ancient Immortal Sword, one of the eight ancient treasures. What he cared about more was his disciple.

"Thank you Master!"

After experiencing so many things, Chu Yan knew that there was no need to be polite to his master and took the ancient immortal sword.

It gave Chu Yan a feeling that although this ancient immortal sword was made an immortal by the Demon Lord, it still contained the power of the ancient immortal. As long as the power of the ancient immortal was not refined, it would always be an ancient immortal sword. It might become an ancient demon sword.

The light in everyone's eyes changed drastically several times.

That is the Ancient Immortal Sword, the sword of Master Ancient Immortal back then.

Now, the Demon Lord gave it to Chu Yan casually!

"Feng Zun, there are forty-nine types of spiritual flames in your Jiannan Sect. Give me one source of each spiritual flame!"

Immediately after, the Demon Lord appeared again.

Feng Zun was silent, it was just the source of the spiritual flame. Even if Demon Lord took away the spiritual flame by force today, they knew that they would not be able to stop it.

Immediately, Feng Zun waved his hand, and flames ignited in the forty-nine peaks, and a spiritual flame origin flew out from each.

Demon Lord grabbed it in his hand and said to Chu Yan: "Yan'er, the Demonic Flame Heavenly Wheel is my master's most powerful deep magical power. Keep this spiritual flame!"

"Master, when your spiritual flame collapsed, this thing did you..."

Chu Yan frowned slightly and spoke.

"It doesn't matter, I can each take a little bit of it!"

The Demon Lord waved his hand, and he took out a trace of the origin of all the spiritual flames.

Chu Yan stopped talking and took all the forty-nine spirit flames into his bag. Chu Yan had also been yearning for the most powerful magic flame, the Heavenly Wheel, for a long time.

"Yan'er, the grudge between my master and the Jiannan Sect has been settled!"

The Demon Lord spoke. He knew that more of his anger should not be concentrated here.

"Master, that dry mountain is destined for my disciple. Can you help me refine it?"

Chu Yan glanced at it, landed on the dry mountain, and spoke.

"How difficult is this!"

Demon Lord took Chu Yan and appeared outside Dry Mountain.

"years……"

Chu Yan waved his hand, and the Years Demon Wood Sword flew out, and the Years Demon Wood Sword was wildly displayed. The Years Demon Wood Sword was born in the dry mountain, and was connected with the breath of the dry mountain. At this moment, Chu Yan's whole person seemed to be integrated with the dry mountain.

"Ten Thousand Alchemy Flames, refining!"

The Demon Lord waved his big hand, and the Ten Thousand Alchemy Flames immediately appeared.

The Ten Thousand Alchemy Flames were unleashed by the Demon Lord at his peak late-stage cultivation level, and its power could only be described as earth-shattering.

Ten Thousand Alchemy Flames rose into the sky and turned into a huge golden furnace shadow in the sky, completely containing the entire dry mountain and refining it like crazy.

Seven breaths!

Just seven breaths!

The dry mountain was completely refined into the treasure of Chuyan.

"receive!"

Chu Yan waved his hand, and the dry mountain shrank rapidly, and finally turned into the size of a palm and landed in Chu Yan's palm, and was put away by Chu Yan.

it's over.

Chu Yan glanced at Feng Zun and the other three who had lost their arms and eyes and were speechless. The Demon Lord had already avenged his revenge, and the agreement between the three of them to fight was meaningless.

"Master, where should we go next?"

Chu Yan spoke.

"Go to Dragon Domain!"

The Demon Lord spoke, and with a wave of his hand, the void shattered, and a scene of a real dragon flying emerged.

After the words fell, the two took one step forward and entered the void.

Dragon Domain.

The Seven Meridians Dragon Mountain was completely blocked at this moment, the formation was opened, and the shadows of seven true dragons emerged from the Seven Meridians Dragon Mountain.

Each true dragon phantom condenses 90% of the demonic power of the dragon clan, and its aura has the early stage of the respect level.

Everyone in Dragon Realm’s eyes are focused on the sky at this moment.

Above the Zulong Valley, two figures emerged.

One of them is an old man wearing a colorful dragon robe.

This person is none other than Zu Long.

The other person is a young man in his twenties wearing a battle armor. There is a hole in each of his eyes. He has lost both eyes, but there is a single eye between his eyebrows.

There was a complex look in his one eye.

At this moment, the void trembled.

Among them, the Demon Lord and Chu Yan walked out.

"Demon Lord, we finally meet again!"

Nilong had a one-eyed Lord, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"The revenge of the siege and killing back then should be settled today!"

The Demon Lord said indifferently, but his hatred for Nilong had a hint of other colors.

"What happened back then was done by me alone, and no one from my Dragon Domain participated. After my father knew about it, he made me suffer on the punishment pillar for 270,000 years. Today, I will pay you with my life. People from my Dragon Domain, don't move!"

Nilong Lord spoke.

The Demon Lord also knew about what happened back then. It was indeed Nilong who took action behind Zulong's back, and no one from the Dragon Domain participated.

"This matter has nothing to do with others!"

The Demon Lord spoke indifferently.

Zulong's eyes flashed with cold light. If it was someone else, he could ignore it, but this was his son!

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