The most important thing is that he didn't provoke Zhou Fan at all.

Although I had expected this fight, I couldn't help but be angry when it really came.

This Zhou Fan is simply unreasonable.

Thinking of this, the fireworks behind the man in black robe suddenly surged and burned wildly.

Zhou Fan saw it and smiled. The sword light suddenly slashed out, and the light shone brightly.

In the end, the sword energy was vast and was not blocked by much in the so-called demon realm.

The gods are elusive and the waves are ups and downs.

"Zhou Fan!"

The man in black robe watched this scene, and the hatred in his heart rose again, and another figure appeared in his mind. This man was also a disciple of Yuxu.

New hatreds and old hatreds.

"kill."

The man in black robe looked up at the sky and let out a long roar, his body moved, and turned into thousands of black shadows, which were in harmony with the magical energy. The whole world seemed to collapse, like a cage.

"Boom!!!"

The two forces collided, and the aftermath waves were everywhere, turning the surroundings into nothingness.

"kill."

The man in black robe took the initiative to launch an offensive, and every attack was earth-shaking.

For a moment, the two met each other, like a needle facing a wheat horn, each trying their best.

At this moment, outside the Demon Realm, a powerful aura had already risen, hanging from the sky, and poured over.

It can be found that each qi machine contains slowly malice.

The existence of the Demon Sect, because of the current situation in the Xiantian, no forces near it want to move first.

Now that some people are willing to stand out first, others are naturally happy.

Somewhere in the fairy sky.

There is no beauty, only monotonous black and white, silent, heavy, and no bottom.

Grim, fear, dead silent...

At this time, in the Senran Hall, a young man sat on his head, with an ancient mirror standing in front of him.

It is simple and profound, and a projection is shot, reflecting the battle scene between Zhou Fan and the man in black robe.

The dazzling halo jumped from the mirror, stacked and seemed to rush out at any time.

It is conceivable how intense and earth-shaking the two of them fought.

"So brave!"

The young man had a cold look and a faint light filled his body, as if he was very dissatisfied with Zhou Fan.

At this moment, only footsteps sounded, and a man and a woman came.

Walking in front was a girl with a slender face, covered with red clothes, her skin was as delicate as warm jade and soft as greasy. The two strands of hair on her cheeks gently brushed her face with the wind to add a bit of seductive charm.

Holding the palace lantern, thousands of fireworks fell from above and hung to the ground, emitting halos, illuminating the surroundings.

A man with a gentle face and a tall figure followed behind him.

"I've seen the Demon Lord." The two stepped forward and bowed.

"Get up." The young man raised his hand.

After taking a seat, after chatting for a few words, a deep halo fell down, intertwined on the ground into light and shadows. The inner part was the scene of Zhou Fan fighting with the man in black.

The gray and white lights leaped, making crackling sounds.

The elegant man swayed his sleeves, his voice calmly, and said, "Since the Taoist Yuchen crossed the east and established Yuxu, and a thousand years ago, Dongsheng Continent was finally a human land. Those who are powerful, and in this great change, the Demon Lord please calm down."

The Demon Lord snorted, looked at the light and shadow in the hall, and said, "This is the situation, and he has made the prince famous and so crazy!"

The elegant man pondered for a moment and said, "The vein of the burial disciple has been cleared by this son. He is now attacking me again. It must be related to that place."

The Demon Lord snorted coldly, and the green mind flashed on his face, as if there were unforgettable memories, saying, "There are hundreds of millions of people in my Demon Sect, but people are not in harmony. Otherwise, how could they shrink into a continent?"

"Demon Lord." The elegant man smiled bitterly, although he knew that the Demon Lord's words were not without reason.

However, the Demon Sect was originally a failure in each sect and family gathered together, with extremely mixed ingredients and may not be able to clarify it yet.

If you want to combine it into one, all the people in the Demon Sect leader have made this goal.

"Demon Lord, the situation has changed now. One day, the forces of our Demon Sect can be integrated and merged into unification."

"It depends on the joint efforts of all the people."

The Demon Lord was very confident in the current leader of the Demon Sect. After saying a few words, he turned his eyes to the light and shadow in the hall.

"Shao Zang and Zhou Fan have been fighting for a long time. Do you think what the result is?"

"Mr. Shao Zang's strength is far above me, and Zhou Fan is also unfathomable. I can't argue with such a fighting style." The elegant man said modestly.

The Demon Lord glanced at the elegant man, why didn't he understand the meaning of his words?

Zhou Fan's combat power is not beautiful. Although he despises him extremely, he actually regards Zhou Fan as his life's great enemy.

After thinking about it, he snorted heavily and said, "It's so arrogant."

At this time, the woman in red who had not spoken spoke, with a faint look on her face and said, "Aren't the humanitarian forces always so arrogant?"

At the same time, people from other major forces are also paying attention to this battle.

"What a good Zhou Fan, he actually came to the Demon Sect." Zheng Siling said in surprise.

During this period, someone frowned, his thoughts flipped, and wondered: "I don't know what Zhou Fan was thinking?"

"Maybe, Zhou Fan wants to use this to establish his authority." Zheng Siling pondered for a moment and gave his own judgment.

Ning Han, who was sitting in the head, looked at Zheng Siling with a slight gaze and nodded secretly.

...

In the field.

The man in black robe suddenly raised his head and looked loud.

Behind him, thousands of black shadows hung down, like tentacles, swaying their teeth and claws.

Crystal and bright, black and red aura renders, and is filled with strange sounds.

As his divine will move, an irresistible force burst out.

"The Demons' World!"

The man in black robe shouted, and in an instant, the whole world seemed to solidify, still, and imprison for eternity.

This is one of his supreme taboo secret techniques, which can be sublimated and transformed, sealed forever, fixed on the root, and kill.

Sure enough, Zhou Fan felt it was difficult to move at this moment, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in a mud.

Zhou Fan's expression was awesome, his eyebrows were glowing, and the sword energy was finally interpreted.

The end of everything is also the end of time.

In an instant, he broke free.

"It's almost done."

The man in black robe has been sensing Zhou Fan's aura, and he also knew that just such a taboo secret technique could not solve Zhou Fan.

Therefore, at this time, no longer hesitates. With a long roar, a red flag as red as blood emerges, and the wind blows.
Chapter completed!