The backlash power that Ye Chen suffered was even greater than the damage caused to the Demon Lord, not to mention the damage caused by the Magic Mirror's counterattack and impact aftermath.
This ant must have died so much that it cannot die again!
Step on...
At this moment, the Demon Lord's ear moved, as if he had heard something?
What was that sound? A look of doubt flashed in the bloody eyes of the Demon Lord. Could it be that the injury was too serious and the auditory hallucination appeared?
Step on...
It's coming again... The Demon Lord's expression began to change, and there was a vague premonition...
Step on...
Finally, the Demon Lord could no longer calm down, and his eyes were full of fear!
In his bloody eyes, two blurred figures appeared in the smoke and dust!
How is that possible?
No! Absolutely impossible!
I cannot die here! I cannot die at the hands of a small ant!
"Don't come here! You are an illusion! You are dead! You are even extinguished!"
Step on...
The heavy steps slowly approached. The Demon Lord wanted to escape, or even to get into the ground, but he couldn't do this at all. He could only wriggle like a burnt bug, squirming his body wildly.
The two figures finally arrived in front of the Demon Lord.
Except Ye Chen!
There is actually one more person!
That was a middle-aged man with an extremely burly figure and a body full of demonic energy!
The middle-aged man's eyes were cold and filled with supreme majesty!
It's like being under the city!
He looked at the injured Demon Lord indifferently and sighed: "I am a demon, and I shouldn't kill the demon."
"But you-"
"But I lost my demon clan's face! I deserve to be punished!"
"Today, I will destroy your soul in the name of Nine Nethers!"
At this time, the Demon Lord's clone completely saw the middle-aged man's face clearly, his eyes were full of fear, his face was crazy and distorted, and how could he be as arrogant as he was?
He roared desperately, "No! Bless me! Sir, I don't know it's you!"
"Sir, if you return to the Demon Clan, many powerful people in the Lingwu Continent must be puppets of my Demon Clan!"
"I'm willing to follow the Lord!"
The middle-aged man opened his lips slightly, and his cold voice echoed in this devastated world:
"All those who have seen my true body are dead."
"You are no exception!"
The middle-aged man pointed!
The magic light flashed instantly, and passed through the demon Lord's neck. With a thud, the head of the demon Lord's clone fell completely to the ground.
Both souls and souls are destroyed.
In an instant, the surrounding space vibrated.
The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Chen beside him and said, "I know you have a lot of doubts, and I will explain it in the future."
"You just got into a demon and were different from before. If I don't take action, you will completely fall into the demon's way."
"Now, you can't do that."
"I'll enter your eyebrows first, I need a rest."
As the words fell, the middle-aged man turned into a magic light and penetrated into Ye Chen's eyebrows.
Everything is calm.
Ye Chen moved his lower body, covered in scars.
He barely bent down and held the head in his hand. The next moment, the already broken space began to collapse completely, and endless demonic energy emerged, wrapping Ye Chen's body!
...
At this time, a hidden place.
The venue of the armed struggle conference, above the bluestone arena.
Zhou Yan smiled with satisfaction and slowly stood up. His injury temporarily stabilized. After this game, as long as he abstained from the power and returned to Lingwu Continent to take good care of his care, there should be no sequelae.
He looked at the increasingly weak demonic aura, and the corners of his mouth were about to reach his ears. It was about to arrive, and it was almost time to announce his victory in Zhou Yan. This was equivalent to verdicting Ye Chen's death sentence.
The top 12 martial arts competitions, this result is quite good.
Thinking of returning to Lingwu Continent and telling Zhao Ping that he had solved the news of Ye Chen with his own hands, I don’t know what Zhao Ping would treat him? No matter what, Zhao Ping will definitely protect him.
Since Ye Chen is dead, even if Xuanyue Sect blames him, it is impossible for him to really give up an elder with countless contributions and a genius disciple with great prospects because of a dead true disciple?
At this moment, Zhou Yan could no longer help but laughed at the demonic energy of another world with a sarcastic look on his face:
"Come out! You trash? Aren't you very crazy? Why are you huddled in this demonic energy like a dog and dare not come out?
Are you so afraid of fighting with your senior brother?
We all lost all the faces of our Xuanyue Sect disciples!
You lowly coward, I'll tell you to come out, have you heard it?"
Zhou Yan's ridicule not only caused the audience to be contemptuous, but even the participants in the Hidden World and the disciples of Xuanyue Sect could not bear it.
This guy is too unkind, right? He used a taboo thing like the Demon-Sealing Pill to seal the opponent, and he is still clamoring to let the opponent come out?
People who don’t know really think it’s Ye Chen hiding in the demonic energy.
But at this moment, a faint voice came from the gradually dissipating demonic energy.
"Oh, I'm here."
Is that sound?
Ye Chen’s voice!
Dead silence, the whole audience was silent, and the audience's breathing stopped instantly, staring at the almost dissipated demonic energy without a moment.
Zhou Yan shook his head. What did he hear just now? Is it an illusion?
He looked at the figure that appeared in the faint demonic aura, and his pupils trembled.
Ye Chen?
Ye Chen is back?
How could it be?
It's impossible!
He looked up at the audience in front of him, turned his head and glanced at the audience behind him, and found that they were all staring at the demonic energy on the bluestone arena for a moment.
It's not an illusion! It's not an illusion!
Ye Chen is back? How did he do it!
Zhou Yan's heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley. He breathed heavily, staring at the demonic energy.
Finally, a moment before the demonic energy completely disappeared, a terrifying figure fell into everyone's eyes.
A young man covered in blood stood like a green pine.
He was holding a head in his hand.
It was like a Shura demon who came through the Nine Netherworlds and was seeking his life.
However, this is not the most attractive thing!
Everyone's eyes were concentrated on Ye Chen's right hand.
The head held in his right hand looked ugly, but what everyone noticed at this time was not his ugliness.
But the lingering fear on his face!
What Ye Chen was carrying was the head of the demon clan!
A head with a fear-looking face!
Ye Chen actually killed a demon clone!
Ye Chen smiled at Zhou Yan on his cold face and said hoarsely: "You are calling me?"
At this time, Zhou Yan was completely desperate, and Zhao Ping and his future status were no longer important.
He didn't know how Ye Chen did it, but he clearly understood that Ye Chen was the existence that scared him!
Even though Ye Chen looks weak now and is seriously injured in unimaginable, Zhou Yan can't even raise the slightest idea of ​​confronting him.
Chapter completed!