In the blink of an eye, it actually appeared in front of him?
Moreover, he had a familiar smell on his body.
Is this... the breath of blood?
"Haha, how many human races are there here?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Yan and the others with interest, and then a smile appeared on his lips, his face full of teasing.
"Human ant, you are quite courageous."
"act recklessly!"
"How dare you run into the tomb of my Demon Dragon Palace."
"It seems that we, the Demon Dragon Palace, have another visitor coming to our door."
"However, this is good, as it prevents me from going to the outside world and having to look for these humans."
The middle-aged man grinned.
This smile gave Zhou Yan a chill in his heart.
This is...a devilish smile!
"who are you?"
Zhou Yan took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down his emotions.
He could clearly feel that the strength of the person in front of him was definitely far beyond the Ninety Heavenly Realm!
Half-step to the divine realm!
"I am the captain of the guard under the master of the Demon Dragon Palace, the Iron-Blooded King!"
The Iron-Blooded King said proudly, with a bloodthirsty red light in his eyes: "Human race, just surrender and follow me back to the Demon Dragon Palace! I can consider giving you a whole corpse!"
"Oh it's you!"
Zhou Yan's eyes flashed with coldness: "Devil Dragon Palace has finally made a comeback!"
"Hahaha... you have actually heard of my name?" The Iron-Blooded King smiled grimly: "Then, just kneel down and beg for mercy."
"I will peel off your skin and cramp your muscles, use the most cruel methods to torture your mind, make you feel that life is worse than death, and then slowly enjoy the pain of death!"
The iron-blooded king Jiejie smiled strangely.
His eyes were fixed on Zhou Yan, as if a predator had seen food.
"How dare you, a mere ant, break into the forbidden area of my Demonic Dragon Palace?"
"court death!"
He roared angrily, took steps forward, and rushed towards Zhou Yan.
"Buzz~"
Zhou Yan's eyes bloomed with golden light.
In an instant, the entire area was illuminated.
The Iron-Blooded King suddenly stopped and looked at Zhou Yan blankly.
"This...is this an illusion?"
He was horrified, and such an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.
The next moment, the Iron-Blooded King screamed, fell from the void, and hit the ground hard.
"Pfft!"
He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale.
At that moment, he seemed to be in a fantasy.
"Is this a soul attack?"
"Damn it! Is this an illusion?"
"But why is this illusion more real than my 'psychedelic' technique?!"
He struggled to get up, his heart filled with doubts and shock.
His "psychedelic technique" has reached the third level and can easily confuse ordinary second-level monsters.
However, the illusion performed by the young man in front of him far exceeded his level of illusion.
Not only that……
He felt the strong aura of death!
The illusion technique performed by Zhou Yan actually made him feel that his heart had stopped beating and his whole body was stiff and unable to move.
"This is not an illusion!"
"But the real breath of death!"
"This death energy can actually corrode my soul!"
The Iron-Blooded King was shocked.
He retreated violently and tried his best to use his skills to resist, but he still felt waves of severe pain, which almost made him faint.
"How could this happen? This human race is obviously just an ordinary person, but he actually has such great strength?!"
He was terrified.
If he hadn't experienced it personally, even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't have believed that an ordinary person could unleash a pressure comparable to that of a demigod!
Zhou Yan looked cold and did not hesitate.
His wrist flew, and a dark dagger appeared in his hand.
"Whoosh!"
The blade cut through the void and turned into a black light.
"Pfft!"
Blood spurts.
The Iron-Blooded King's right arm was completely broken off!
"Ouch..."
He screamed and hurriedly escaped.
However, Zhou Yan did not let go of his plan. He stepped forward again and waved the dagger in his hand continuously, creating several terrifying killing tracks.
Chi!
A cloud of blood shot out from the Iron-Blooded King's neck, and his head fell to the ground, completely dead.
"Jingle Bell……"
An ancient copper coin fell on the ground, rolled around a few times, and then stopped.
"There's something wrong with this copper coin!"
Zhou Yan knelt down, picked up the copper coins, and observed them carefully.
This copper coin was stained with drops of bright red blood. When it touched the clothes, it made a crisp and sweet sound.
He tried to stimulate his vitality and inject it into the copper coins.
In an instant, changes occurred suddenly.
I saw this copper coin suddenly emitting a dazzling brilliance.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yan saw pictures emerge in his mind.
It was the color of endless blood.
A mountain of corpses, a sea of blood, and bones scattered everywhere.
The endless resentment and hostility gathered together, causing the entire planet's vitality to wither, as if the end was coming.
And above the sea of blood, a huge demonic shadow stood.
The Lord of the Demon Dragon Palace, the Demon Dragon Emperor!
Behind them, there were densely packed soldiers, with no end as far as the eye could see. They were all wearing armor, holding weapons in their hands, and their auras were overwhelming.
They wore heavy armor, and the weapons in their hands were all made of some kind of strange crystal stone, emitting a terrifying light.
A destructive wave spread, shocking the world!
The army of demonic dragons swept across the entire sky!
"Roar!!!"
The Demonic Dragon Emperor looked up to the sky and roared, endless demonic clouds enveloped the sky, thunder intertwined, and flames burned, like a scene of doomsday.
There are countless chains wrapped around his body, and each chain penetrates deep into his flesh and blood and penetrates his bones!
The other end of the chain was inserted into the earth and nailed to the top of a majestic palace that towered into the clouds.
His eyes were extremely scarlet.
"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
The Dragon Emperor roared crazily.
He seemed extremely resentful and wanted to escape the control of these chains.
However, these chains seemed to be connected to heaven and earth, continuously absorbing the power of heaven and earth, and firmly trapping the Demon Dragon Emperor.
No matter how hard the Dragon Emperor tried, he could not break free of the chains.
Rumble——
Suddenly, the sky and the earth shook, the earth cracked, and the boundless demonic energy surged, turning into a ferocious bird, standing across the sky, making a shrill scream, looking down at all living beings.
"This is...a vicious beast!?"
Zhou Yan's pupils shrank violently.
The Dragon Emperor summoned a ferocious beast!
"Although this ferocious beast is not as strong as the ten-thousand-year-old ferocious beast in the rumors, its strength should be almost the same." Zhou Yan murmured.
The Demonic Dragon Emperor is a magical dragon from myths and legends!
Before those distant years, it once ruled a starry world.
Even if the current Demon Dragon Emperor has fallen, only the remaining will is enough to control the world.
This ferocious beast is also extremely powerful and powerful, not even inferior to the ancestors of the Shenwu Immortal Sect!
However, there are also countless chains hanging on this ferocious beast, sealing a mysterious and unpredictable existence.
The existence of that statue seems to be sleeping, but also seems to be extremely active.
A trace of strange energy flows, hidden in the beast's body, and it seems that it can wake up at any time.