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Chapter 691 Demon Cloud Ancestor(2/2)

The powerful power exploded above the Demon Cloud Tower. Many monks below, under the powerful power, were injured in their souls and vomited blood.

After fighting hard, the Taoist priest of purple robe groaned, his figure shook lightly, and his face turned slightly pale.

High and low points are divided.

The Demon Cloud Ancestor is sure to be better than that.

"This Demon Cloud Ancestor is powerful, and you and I can only fight against it by joining forces."

Taoist priest Zi robe and the beautiful man in Huang robe exchanged their spiritual thoughts and made a decision immediately.

The next moment, the two Tongxuan Cascades joined forces to launch a shocking battle with the Demon Cloud Ancestor at a high altitude.

After half a meal.

boom--

Then the demon clouds in the sky suddenly expanded, as if they were about to swallow the heaven and earth.

The Taoist priest of purple robe and the beautiful man in yellow were both shocked and groaned, looking shocked.

With the strength of the two of them joining forces, they were still suppressed by each other and were almost injured.

"Today, I will let you see the true power of the Nine Nether Demonic Art."

The ancestor on the majestic demon cloud sneered proudly.

The next moment, the stunning demon cloud suddenly turned into two overwhelming black hands.

The two black hands were as big as a hundred feet, faintly flashing the light of dark demon flames, containing a great spiritual power, and slapped at the two of them.

"ah!!"

The two subconsciously dodged, but were locked by a domineering force of Tongxuan.

Smack ~~~

The defense layer of the two was dim, and the purple-robed Taoist priest was knocked away by a palm and vomited blood in the air.

And the beautiful man in yellow clothes could not dodge and was actually captured by the giant black hand.

"Save me quickly-"

The beautiful woman in yellow clothes lost her appearance, and her delicate body swayed a gorgeous blue blade, but she couldn't take it off.

“It’s time.”

Yang Fan nodded, stared at the Demon Cloud Ancestor, and his pupils suddenly turned into two turbulent golden crows.

"Who is it!!"

The ancestor of Demon Cloud felt a burning sound in his soul, and with a "puff" sound, it actually ignited.

He groaned, and a black flame ten feet high rose all over his body, barely driving away the empty golden flames ignited in his soul.

However, the beautiful man in yellow clothes also broke free from the shackles of the Demon Cloud Ancestor.

She discovered that the person who saved her was actually Yang Fan.

The mysterious man stood proudly among the clouds with his hands in his arms, his eyes turned into an eternal golden crow, and a burning breath that could not be confronted directly.

Under his "Taixu Divine Eyes", the old ancestor Moyun looked at him with a hideous face and was extremely painful, as if he was at a disadvantage.

"How is this possible? A monk in the early stage of God Transformation actually possesses such terrible magical powers?"

The yellow-clothed beauty and the purple-clothed Taoist priest were shocked inexplicably.

The two of them tried their best to be threatened by the Demon Cloud Ancestor, and this man only needed a pair of eyes to suppress such a terrible demon.

“It depends on how long you can last?”

Yang Fan said with a smile.

At the same time, in the Tianlan Fairy Palace, a young man with a strong demonic energy condensed a ball of five demonic flames in his hand, floating in the magma, like a demon god.

In the Tianlan Palace, in the past two months, the Netherworld Demon Flame has just entered the Five Evils' Small Generation Realm.

"It's time for me to appear!! See if I can get the Magic Flame to advance one more step..."
Chapter completed!
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