Chapter 4194: Demon Reappearance

Xiao Fan looked down below in the sky, and thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.
what should I do?
At this time, he really regretted that he was so eager to open the altar, otherwise, he would not let the Celestial Race succeed so quickly.
But Xiao Fan knew that regret had no meaning, and everything had to be stopped by himself.
"boom!"
When Xiao Fan lost his mind, suddenly the two high-ranking Dharma and the middle-ranking Dharma in the rear were killed. Fortunately, Xiao Fan reacted fairly quickly, only leaving a sword mark on his chest.
"Looking for death!" Xiao Fan yelled coldly. He couldn't stop Yun Pan'er and the others, but couldn't he deal with two high-grade Dharma and one middle-grade Dharma?
Xiao Fan urged the time and space to move the third stage of the flash, flashing appeared behind the middle-rank Dharma, and cut the middle-rank Dharma into powder with a single sword.
He didn't give him a chance to resurrect at all, and directly killed his soul.
There was a fierce light in his eyes, and once again locked in the two high-rank Dharma masters, panting for breath, his face turned pale.
If one-on-one, Xiao Fan could easily kill them.
Being besieged by many people, the pressure doubled, Xiao Fan was able to kill four middle-rank Dharma Venerables, which was already considered very strong.
"The sword passed away!" Xiao Fan whispered, his body divided into two in vain, and two into four...
Almost in the blink of an eye, dozens of soul clones appeared in the void, and all of them simultaneously performed the Primal Stunt of Chaos Swordsmanship, evacuating Xiao Fan's original strength almost instantly.
The void continued to annihilate, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal. The two high-grade Fazun Celestial Races could resist at first, but the sword aura was too much to catch.
After a few breaths, both of them turned into a rain of blood.
Xiao Fan even used the pupil of rebellion, pulling the two souls into the pupil technique space, and completely annihilated.
This series of actions is like flowing water.
But it consumes a lot of him. He arched his body, gasping for breath, the big beads of sweat rolled off, and his face turned pale.
He swallowed a few more divine pills before he recovered a bit of rosy.
Taking a deep breath, his gaze turned to where the altar was, focusing on the heaven and human race that day.
If you want to enter the altar to stop Yun Pan'er, you can only kill him first.
Just as Xiao Fan was about to do it, suddenly several lights and shadows shot out from the altar, straight into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely ferocious breath came from the altar, making Xiao Fan frightened.
Those two Celestial Realm Celestial Races suddenly rose into the sky, and Zi Tianyi finally gained freedom. Xiao Fan didn't know when to appear beside him, pulling him back quickly.
At the same time, Xiao Fan turned his gaze to the sky, but saw Yun Pan'er standing there with a pale face. Beside him, there was a corpse and half of his body.
Two subordinates of the Heavenly Sovereign Realm were killed and wounded?
Xiao Fan was horrified and inexplicably horrified. Could it be that the Demon Lord was still so terrifying after his body died?
If this is the case, then there is no need to wait for someone to protect the body of the demon master, as long as it is not from the holy ancestor realm, the body of the demon master is safe.
As soon as his thoughts fell, Xiao Fan saw that a figure slowly walked out of the altar.
Anyone else?
Xiao Fan was horrified, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a black and gold python robe walk out with his hand holding his hand, exuding an aura of disdain for Cangyu.
Those eyes are even more arrogant, despising the common people.
He had long dark hair draped behind his shoulders, and his back was as straight as loose. Standing there, everything in the world was short of him.
"Who is this?"
This is the thought in everyone's mind. Apart from curiosity, it is more shocking and solemn.
Yun Pan'er's two Celestial Clan subordinates were obviously created by this person. You know, that is the Celestial Realm, so how strong is his own strength?
"Senior Wild Demon?" Xiao Fan asked tentatively, forgetting the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man turned his head, gave Xiao Fan a smile, and nodded: "So it's you."
"Oh, senior knows me?" Xiao Fan was surprised. Obviously, the other party had acquiesced in the identity of the wild demon.
"Senior?" Huang Mo shook his head, and said: "You are a senior, and that's right, you haven't recovered your memory, and it's normal not to remember some things."
Xiao Fan looked puzzled, what do you call me senior?
Am I amnesia?
"Leave it to me here, you should leave first." Huang Mo didn't explain much, and then raised his head to look at Yun Pan'er and the others in the sky: "Heaven and Human Race, finally about to move?"
Yun Pan'er's eyelids twitched slightly, and a thick altar color flashed deep in his eyes, reaching the realm of the wild demon, even if they could exert one-tenth of their power, they were not the enemy.
"Wild Demon, why are you here?" Yun Pan'er asked coldly.
Not only he was puzzled, even Xiao Fan was puzzled.
Since he entered the tomb of Wanguxian, he has not received any news about the wild demon.
But Huang Mo unexpectedly appeared in the altar inexplicably, how did he get in?
"The ancestor has no time to explain to a group of dead people." Huang Mo said indifferently.
After the voice fell, the Desolate Demon disappeared in vain, and he reappeared in the same place again in just one breath.
At this time, the three Heavenly Venerable Realms around Yun Pan'er exploded in vain, turning into a rain of blood fireworks, splashing into the void.
Three Heavenly Sovereign Realms, a spike?
Everyone couldn't help but sucked in air, what a powerful strength this was.
"Holy Ancestor!" Xiao Fan was secretly startled, is this the true strength of the wild demon who has recovered his head?
You know, his previous headless body seemed to have only the power of the Heavenly Sovereign Realm.
Yun Pan'er's face was pale, and she never thought that Huang Mo could be so terrible. It was like turning around a ghost gate and almost standing unstable.
"Don't kill you, go back and tell them, don't let some come to death, if you want to come, come with a little strength." Huang Mo stared at Yun Pan'er and said indifferently.
Then with a wave of the probing hand, the void tore a crack open, and Yun Pan'er was swallowed by the crack and disappeared.
At the moment he disappeared, the remaining dozens of slaves were all exploded, almost dead in the blink of an eye and could no longer die.
Such strength can be described by more than one strong word?
The crowd swallowed their saliva, only feeling that their feet were a little unwilling, and looked at the wild demon with admiration.
If they have such strength, why are they afraid of alien demons and celestial race?
"Let's go, too." Before everyone recovered, a force wrapped everyone into a space-time passage.
After just a few breaths, only Xiao Fan was left in the audience.
Xiao Fan looked at the Desolate Demon in a puzzled manner, and you let them all go, but kept me down. What do you mean?
"Now I have recovered my memory, and my head is sober." Huang Mo said inexplicably.
The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth twitched slightly. You have recovered your memory. What does it have to do with me?
"People who have died will be awakened one by one, which also indicates that the great catastrophe is coming." Huang Mo looked up at the sky. After pondering for a moment, he solemnly looked at Xiao Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, the demons will soon invade, and your time is running out!"