Everyone's expressions changed, and they all looked at the sky. Although they didn't know the mystery, they could judge it through the prophecies of the monsters.

this!

This is a sign that the Demon Palace is born!

Hearing the sound of the drum, Old Huang's eyes, which were filled with lifeless energy, suddenly erupted with a bright light, his waist straightened up again, his eyes looked into the distance, with pride in his eyes and pride on his face.

The demon power rises and falls, laughing loudly!

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

"Is this the sound of the demon drum?"

"It is indeed a sacred object of our demon clan, it is indeed extraordinary!"

far away.

Wuma, Shentu, and Tianxuan Ancient Sanctuary’s three families’ hearts jumped in unison!

It's all like this, why don't you die?

"Old man."

Seeing Lao Huang at this moment, Yuan Xiaoxia blinked, "Are you... okay?"

"What can happen?"

Lao Huang waved his hand casually, walked to the side and sat down slowly. He chuckled and said, "I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a while."

The words fell.

His eyes slowly closed, with a smile on his lips, the vitality in his body became weaker and weaker, until finally... it was completely extinct!

"elder brother."

Luo Youran said in a trembling voice, "Old man, what's wrong?"

"The vitality is advancing and extinguishing, and the breath is gone."

Luo Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief and explained, "The popular saying is...he is dead."

Luo Youran's face turned pale.

"Amitabha."

Lawless put his six arms together and recited the Purana Sutra again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Old Huang disappeared silently, but the sound of the drum did not stop. Nine sounds in a row resounded throughout the entire demon world. The strange rhythms were superimposed on each other, and a strong sense of desolation filled the place that was about to return completely.

Within the demon world!

In front of the demon drum.
Chapter completed!