Chapter 3557: Nine Nether Demons?

No wonder the King of Thousand Faces was so angry, Xiao Fan just stopped him once.
Su Hua's obsession was meaningless to him anyway, and it would be worthwhile to return it to Xiao Fan and the others if they could get the nine ghosts.
But now, he had done what he should do, but the nine ghosts fell into the hands of others.
That's all, the most important thing is that Xiao Fan jumped out to stop him at this time. It's strange that the King of Thousand Faces is not angry!
"What is me again? Did I prevent you from capturing the nine ghosts?" Xiao Fan shrugged, looking innocent.
He really didn't stop the King of Thousand Faces from capturing the nine ghost bodies, he just stopped the King of Thousand Faces from killing Palace Master Bingchan.
But these words sounded extremely harsh in the ears of the King of Thousand Faces, thinking that Xiao Fan was mocking him.
"You all must die!" The King of Thousand Faces was completely furious, and all the anger turned into killing intent.
Although he wanted to kill Xiao Fan, the first person he didn't let go was Palace Master Bingchan. If it wasn't Palace Master Bingchan, these nine ghost bodies would be his.
How could Xiao Fan make him wishful, controlling the clone Taikoo with a punch and exploding, while at the same time using the Shura World, the shocking King of Thousand Faces retreated one after another.
How could the King of Thousand Faces be Xiao Fan's opponent? You know, Xiao Fan used to control the Primordial Clone, but even Ming is not an opponent.
However, even if it is not an opponent, the King of Thousand Faces is still unwilling, and he continues to try opportunities.
Only three breaths of time were left for him. Once the three breaths of time passed, Princess Bingchan would completely merge with the nine ghosts, and when she joined forces with Xiao Fan, he would only have to escape.
The drunk man stood not far away, guarding Lu Zhan and Su Hua, but he frowned and didn't know what he was thinking.
"It stands to reason, it shouldn't be Palace Master Bingchan. Palace Master Bingchan just broke through the Holy Venerable Realm." The drunkard whispered.
"Haha, the King of Thousand Faces, I didn't expect to be planted in the hands of a kid, you deserve it!" At this moment, the ghost master of Tianyuan suddenly heard from a distance. No, it was Chu Lingxiao's wild laughter to be precise. .
I saw him condescendingly overlooking the King of Thousand Faces: "Old thing, this ghost master will not play with you anymore, I hope you can leave Jiuyou Hell alive."
Chu Lingxiao had an antagonism with the King of the Thousand Faces, and seeing the King of the Thousand Faces deflated, he was naturally happy.
When the voice fell, Chu Lingxiao smashed the void with a punch, wanting to leave this world.
boom!
The void trembled violently. What made Chu Lingxiao dumbfounded was that this void was so tough that even if he had a physical body, he couldn't break it.
The smile on Chu Lingxiao's face instantly solidified, and his head swayed like a rattle: "Impossible, doesn't it mean that the physical body of the Holy Venerable Realm can break through the space barrier?"
The powerful saints who have entered the Nine Yous Demon Valley in the past have left like this after capturing the nine ghosts.
Why doesn't it work this time?
Palace Master Long Wu and Bingchan also had a look of astonishment, but the drunk man and Kamikaze Pluto looked as usual without any mood swings, as if they had guessed it a long time ago.
Upon seeing this, the King of Thousand Faces also stopped fighting with Xiao Fan, and even the several Holy Venerable Stages that were still alive in the distance, as well as those half-step Holy Venerable Stages, all showed a blank expression.
Rumble!
At this moment, the sky suddenly trembled violently, and a monstrous ferocious aura roared out from the colorful altar, sweeping the audience.
At the same time, everyone just felt goose bumps all over their bodies, chilling.
Click~
After a few breaths, there was a cracking sound from the colorful altar. When everyone looked up, they saw numerous cracks, densely covered with colorful altars.
But Xiao Fan saw more, and saw the colorful altar covered with countless small lines.
Even with his mastery of the pattern, he couldn't tell what the pattern was for a while.
"The power of the seal?" Xiao Fan frowned. He keenly felt the power of the seal, and he couldn't help being shocked.
Even he could not see through such a mysterious sealing power. One can imagine the mystery of the sealing power, this colorful altar, definitely an extremely mysterious sealing formation.
And this kind of seal formation is often used to seal some big monsters.
"Retreat!" The only word Xiao Fan thought of for the first time, he couldn't help but yelled it out.
As his word fell, the surrounding monks all retreated towards the surroundings, however, the surrounding light curtain blocked their retreat.
"What exactly is going on?"
"The colorful altar is the root of the nine ghosts, and now it is broken, wouldn't it be impossible to leave the of the nine ghosts in the future?"
"Is this severing our hope?"
Many people were in grief and indignation, the colorful altar shattered, and they wanted to leave Jiuyou Hell in the future, fearing it would be impossible.
The face of the King of Thousand Faces was extremely gloomy, his scarlet eyes stared at Xiao Fan and Palace Master Bingchan, wishing to devour the two lives.
If it wasn't for these two people, it would be him who got the body now.
Xiao Fan didn't care about the gaze of the King of Thousand Faces, his gaze fixed on the colorful altar, and a very domineering devilish energy escaped from the crack.
For some reason, feeling this breath reminded him of the original Primal Chaos Beast.
Could it be that under this colorful altar, the seal is also a divine beast?
However, judging from this breath, the divine beast suppressed here is probably much stronger than the power of the Primal Chaos Beast.
After all, after the Primal Chaos Beast was suppressed, it forcibly extracted all its power and turned it into an infinite power. After millions of years, it still possessed the strength of the peak of the Saint Emperor.
And the sacred beast suppressed here is afraid that it will surpass the Saint Emperor Realm, or at least the Saint Venerable Realm.
"I hope it's not what I thought." Xiao Fan muttered to himself.
The others also stared at the colorful altar with breathlessness, and many people madly attacked the surrounding light curtain, but the light curtain was so firm that it could not be broken.
Everyone knew that it was impossible for them to escape like this.
With the passage of time, that fierce might became stronger and stronger, even if it was tens of thousands of miles apart, the half-step Saint-Venerable realm powerhouse felt a little lingering.
"It's this breath, it's dangerous." Long Wu next to Xiao Fan said with a look of horror.
Xiao Fan's face changed slightly when he heard the words. Could it be that the drunkard felt this breath before?
"Boom!"
Before Xiao Fan asked, the colorful altar could no longer withstand the power, and suddenly burst open.
A monstrous demon energy rose into the sky, condensing into a huge figure in the void.
From a distance, it was a huge beast tens of feet high, like a lion, sitting in the void, with magic mist spitting out of its mouth, and its hollow eyes, like two black holes, are extremely deep.
His mouth was vomiting fangs, fierce and fierce, overlooking the surroundings, with a look in his eyes, he was so scared that he couldn't stand upright in the holy state. "Nine You Demon?" Xiao Fan couldn't help calling out its name when he saw this fierce creature.