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Chapter 1296 Return of the Great Demon King

The Great Elder commanded the twenty people and surrounded Wen Zilong and the others.
Then he looked at Wen Zilong and the others coldly.
"Aliens, what's wrong with us Immortal Star?"
The Great Elder asked coldly.
Ezelas's voice was a little colder than the Great Elder's:
"Destroy the clan."
When the elder heard this, he had no expression on his face and turned to look at Ezelas.
There was a moment of pause when his eyes fell on Ezelas's face.
Because he felt that Ezelas seemed a little familiar.
But he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
However, since he couldn't remember, he didn't plan to think about it.
He asked coldly, "So, the three hundred disciples disappeared are all because of you?"
Ezelas said coldly: "I will kill you all one by one."
The elder sneered:
"Although you don't know what worries we have with you, you should know that our immortal dragon cannot be killed. So, your approach is very stupid."
Ezelas stopped talking and his eyes became even colder.
He just doesn't like to talk much.
The reason why I said so much today is because I couldn't suppress myself when I saw the Immortal Dragon.
Although his appearance seemed as cold as ever.
The next moment, his body moved.
In just a moment, he appeared behind a disciple of the Immortal Sect.
Grasp his shoulders with both hands.
"Hiss--"
With a crisp sound, the disciple of the Immortal Sect was torn in half.
The Great Elder didn't say much, and even looked at all with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
Their disciples of the Immortal Sect have never been famous for their strength.
When fighting with outsiders, many disciples were even abused.
But they were all able to turn defeat into victory in the end.
Because no one can kill them.
Even their bodies were torn in half.
After Ezelas teared up the first one, he did not stop.
He came to the second disciple in an instant.
Hiss-
Then there is the third, the fourth, the fifth—
Hiss-
Hiss-
Hiss-
The sound of cloth being torn, accompanied by the sound of bones being torn.
It kept spreading.
This is the first time Ling Xueer has seen someone fighting like this.
She looked at the old demon in surprise.
Unexpectedly, this person who has never spoken much is so terrible when fighting.
No weapons, no moves, and no skills.
It's just a simple tear.
The elder looked at Ezelas constantly tearing the disciples apart, and at first he was disdainful.
Everyone said that their immortal dragon cannot be killed. Is this guy’s brain problem?
However, after Ezelas finished tearing off his fifth disciple, he found that the first disciple torn apart had not yet recovered his body, and his heart skipped a beat.
After a closer look, I saw a small black sickle passing through the torn bodies of these disciples.
At the same time, a strange scroll also appeared above their heads.
Although he could not see his soul absorbed by these scrolls, he was sure that these disciples could not heal themselves, which was probably related to the sickle and the scroll.
"Not good! Get out quickly!"
He screamed in his heart and wanted to escape with his disciples.
But, it's too late.
A huge amount of energy suddenly surged from Ezelas's body.
This energy actually has five colors.
Gold, green, transparent, red, earthy yellow.
The elder was even more shocked when he saw this.
Five colors!
Five attributes!
How is this possible!
At this time, the five attributes of energy quickly enveloped the disciples around.
The next moment, these disciples were bound by these five kinds of energy and could not escape at all.
And Ezelas continued to tear over one by one at this time.
Wen Zilong's Death Scythe and the Evil Spirit Scroll followed, leaving those torn disciples without any chance of resurrection.
And the momentum of Ezelas was constantly rising at this time.
At the beginning, his momentum was only eighth level.
But as he teared more and more, his momentum became stronger and stronger.
Eighth-order mid-term;
The peak of the eighth level;
The early stage of the ninth level;
The mid-stage of the ninth level;
The peak of the ninth level;
Early stage of the tenth level.
I finally reached the early stage of the tenth level before I stopped.
Wen Zilong felt this terrifying aura and felt speechless.
In just one minute, from the middle stage of the eighth level to the middle stage of the tenth level.
This is really a bit perverted.
The elder felt this terrifying momentum and suddenly panicked in his heart.
When this guy started to tear open these disciples, he didn't think there was anything.
But at this time, this guy's aura had far surpassed him and reached the tenth level.
This made him completely panic.
"No, you can't kill me."
"If you kill me, the Immortal Sect will never let you go."
"Your family and your friends will not let you go."
Ezelas grabbed the Great Elder's shoulders with both hands, and a sound like a thousand years of ice came:
"My family and friends have been killed by you long ago."
Before he finished speaking, hesitated—
The Great Elder was torn apart directly.
And at the moment of being torn apart, the Great Elder suddenly understood.
He got it.
He knew who this guy was.
The memory that was already very vague 100,000 years ago has finally recovered slowly.
And in his eyes, there was an expression of incredible and horror.
The Great Devil!
This is the Great Devil!
The Great Devil is back!
He wanted to warn his tribe members, but a black scythe had already flown over his head.
His soul flew towards the black scroll involuntarily.
It was instantly swallowed by the black scroll.
Ezelas killed them, and did not take a look at them at all, and solved the remaining disciples.
Then he began to continue hunting down the disciples of the Immortal Sect.
One day later.
In the underground cave under the sinkhole.
The sect leader of the Immortal Sect had a gloomy face.
The 99 elders in the hall also had gloomy faces.
The Great Elder went out to check yesterday and had no reply yet.
They sent a message to ask the Great Elder.
As a result, after asking this, I found that I could not contact the Great Elder at all.
Could it be that the enemy is so powerful that even the Great Elder is not their opponent?
The sect leader pondered for a moment and finally said:
"Send twenty elders and bring 10,000 disciples, be sure to find the enemy for me!"
"yes!"
The elders responded and hurried back to prepare.
The sect leader's eyes were full of anger.
In the past, if someone dared to come to their Immortal Star, they wouldn't even have to go out for an elder.
At most ten people can be sent over.
But this time, even the Great Elder disappeared.
He had to send more elders and more disciples.
Twenty elders and ten thousand disciples.
No matter how strong the other party is, they can still torture the other party to death.
Chapter completed!
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