Chapter Eight hundred and forty-two The accident happened again!
"Jialan, long time no see!"
Skeleton's words actually sounded like meeting old friends.
"You...you are Ba Dao Xing Aotian! You are not dead yet!" The demon god's words revealed deep surprise.
"Dead, long dead! But if you don't die, how can I dare to die completely? I'll leave a trace of my soul behind just for today." The skeleton said calmly.
The demonic aura on the demon god's body is getting weaker and weaker, and it is obvious that the knife just now caused him great harm.
Hearing this, the Demon God was furious and said: "You damn ghost, you won't be able to live in peace even if you die! But so what? The sword strike just now was less than one ten thousandth of what you were at your peak, what can you do to me? Even Jue Tian can't kill me.
I, it’s just you?”
The skull's face will always have that dead expression, so naturally it won't change.
However, he turned to Ye Yuan and said calmly: "Of course I know I can't kill you, but Juetian's will must be passed down by someone. If you want to bring trouble to the human race, it may not be so easy!"
The Demon God looked at the skeleton, then at Ye Yuan, and suddenly laughed loudly and said: "You're not talking about this kid, are you? He does have some skills, but he is far behind compared to Jue Tian! Give me more
Even if he takes a thousand years, he won't be able to reach the height of the sky. Besides, do you think I will give him a thousand years to grow?"
The skeleton said calmly: "Cause and effect are destined. I have returned to dust. This is not something I can worry about anymore. As for how far he can grow, it depends on himself."
He turned to Ye Yuan and said: "Young man, you did a great job, far beyond my expectations. I have nothing to offer, and over the past countless years, I have forgotten most of what I learned during my lifetime. These few remaining insights,
Let me pass it on to you."
After saying that, the skeleton stretched out a finger and touched Ye Yuan's eyebrows.
Ye Yuan trembled, and a lot of information suddenly appeared in his mind. Seeing this information, Ye Yuan was shocked, because this information was nothing else, it was the divine inscription that Ye Yuan was very familiar with!
It's just that Ye Yuan is not familiar with these divine inscriptions, and none of them are the same as those passed down to him by his father!
However, there are not many inscriptions on the god of Tyrannical Sword Punishing Aotian, only a few dozen words.
He said before that his memory of his life was incomplete, probably for this reason.
"Young man, I'll leave the rest of the matter to you!" After saying this, the skeleton became silent again.
A generation of peerless strong men finally lost even the last trace of consciousness in this world.
These countless years have consumed not only Demon God Jialan's strength, but also Xing Aotian's residual thoughts.
By now, he has run out of gas. Otherwise, if someone secretly arranged the power of this altar, there would be no way that there would be no movement at all.
He must have also known that Jialan's birth was unstoppable, so he held back his strength and struck out this last blow just to severely injure Jialan.
However, Ye Yuan judged that Xing Aotian should still be able to send out a sword, but this sword was of little significance to Jialan.
Coincidentally, he met the descendant of the Haotian Stone Tablet here.
In the end, he chose to pass this last trace of the divine inscription to Ye Yuan.
"Bangdang..."
The long knife in the skeleton's hand fell to the ground, and his entire frame completely fell apart, without even a trace of energy fluctuations on it.
Ye Yuan had a complicated look on his face, but he was in awe of Xing Aotian.
Although they only met each other, Xing Aotian's arrogance and loyalty left a deep impression on him.
A trace of regret has protected the ancient demon sealing formation for tens of millions of years. This kind of persistence and perseverance is not something ordinary people can possess.
And everything he did was for the righteousness of the human race!
Ye Yuan knelt down on his knees, kowtowed respectfully to Xing Aotian's remains, and said solemnly: "Senior, go well! Thank you for your kindness, senior. Let Ye Yuan finish the unfinished business of senior."
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After saying that, Ye Yuan made a small gesture and put away Xing Aotian's remains.
After doing this, Ye Yuan walked slowly to Jialan and said coldly: "Devil Jialan, right? I know I can't kill you now, but you can also taste the pure sandalwood holy fire! I will seal you now
, let the small fire burn you all the time! One day, it will burn you completely into nothingness!"
Jialan suffered a blow from Xing Aotian. At this time, the demonic energy in his body was very dim, and he had no ability to resist Ye Yuan's seal.
After listening to Ye Yuan's words, Jialan Monster shouted: "Boy, do you dare to seal me? Do you know what kind of existence I am? Let me tell you..."
"Haha, tell me, do I dare?" Ye Yuan sneered, but he had already begun to cast spells and form formations in his hands.
"Don't, don't! Young man, as long as you let me go, we can become brothers, and I can make you have extremely powerful power. From now on, in this divine realm, if I have half of it, I will have half of you!"
Jialan was finally afraid. The arrogant demon actually lowered his noble head and begged Ye Yuan for mercy.
Ye Yuan ignored it at all and continued to set up formations and cast spells.
However, at this moment, the hairs all over Ye Yuan's body stood up, and an extremely dangerous feeling came over him.
Without any hesitation, Ye Yuan increased his speed to the extreme and escaped from the area just now.
"boom!"
The area where Ye Yuan was standing before was now blasted with mud flying into the air.
"Tsk, tsk, this kid really has some skills, he is so alert."
"We spent so much effort to release Lord Jialan, how can we allow you to seal him again?"
Two men in black appeared in front of Jialan, it was those two saints!
After the two people landed, they turned around and saluted Jialan: "Welcome Master Jialan to the world again!"
"Hahaha..., good! Very good! It turns out that you two helped me break the ancient demon-sealing formation, but... why are you so late?" Jialan suddenly changed the topic and said in a deep voice.
The two saints quickly said: "Lord Jialan makes atonement. The two of us left to prepare blood food for Lord Jialan."
One of the men in black waved his hand, and a group of warriors appeared in front of everyone. It was Wei Cheng and others who had already left.
At this time, Wei Cheng and others' Dantian was blocked and they could not use even a trace of their energy. They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
When Ye Yuan saw this scene, his expression changed drastically.
If Jialan absorbs them as blood food, I am afraid that his strength will be greatly increased immediately.
When Jialan heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. The black energy on his body spread directly and swallowed up more than a dozen warriors.
"Ah... help! Young Master Ye, help!"
The group of warriors let out shrill screams, asking Ye Yuan for help.
But the strength of the two men in black is obviously very powerful. Even Black Wind may not be their opponent, let alone him.
"Gulu gulu..."
The demon seemed to be digesting, and soon the dozens of warriors disappeared...