"Does he have other means to rescue Zhuo Youshen?"

Looking at the smiling face of Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan, Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat when he suddenly saw him shouting at the four Eight-path Divine Ancestor Heavenly Demon who was restraining the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor:

"Everyone, Lord Zhuoyoushen is the god in our hearts. Without him, we would not exist. Now, it is time for me to die."

Hearing this, the four Eighth Path God Ancestor Heavenly Demons roared with enthusiasm: "I am willing to die for Lord Zhuoyou God."

Before the roar subsided, they saw them giving up the siege of the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor and moving toward the circular jade platform with crazy expressions, burning their divine bodies, blood, and essence on the spot.

The demons in the realm of the Eight Paths Divine Ancestors are already extremely powerful, comparable to the Nine Divine Ancestors of the human race, let alone the four Eight Paths Divine Ancestors.

As soon as they burned themselves, they produced an extremely terrifying power and shot up a dark pillar of demonic energy, covering the entire circular jade platform.

Immediately afterwards, all their power, including the Ancestral God's Crystal, was poured into the round jade platform.

Seeing this scene, the owner of Baihua Valley, the red-bearded old man, and others, including Lin Chen, were all shocked. They couldn't believe that they were willing to sacrifice their lives to save Zhuo Youshen.

"A bunch of crazy people."

The red-bearded old man was so angry that he cursed.

Lin Chen's face was gloomy, but he knew that the four Eight Path Divine Ancestor Demons were not lunatics, and their determination and courage to die were not fake in the slightest.

In other words, they were willing to sacrifice their lives in order to understand and rescue the God of Zhuoyou.

But it was precisely because of this that Lin Chen truly realized how terrifying the Heavenly Demon Clan was, and why they were called the three most evil divine tribes along with the God Clan and the God-Eating Clan.

Because in the Demon Clan, Lin Chen saw determination and belief that other races did not have.

It would be difficult for the demons, monsters, witches, and even humans to do this. Only a small number of people with faith can do it, because all intelligent life forms cherish their lives.

Die for others?

hehe.

That's either a fool or an idiot.

Looking at the calm and calm Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan, Lin Chen finally understood why he was still confident even after Mr. Mo destroyed his energy and blood.

This made Lin Chen feel an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. He watched helplessly as the four Eight Path Divine Ancestor Demons burned themselves and broke the seal, but he was helpless.

"No!"

"It's not the last moment yet, I can't admit defeat."

"I'm going to stop this."

A look of determination appeared on Lin Chen's face. He held the Wandering Dragon Sword in both hands and devoted his whole life to slashing towards the circular jade platform with the scroll of Seven Kills Star Flame.

At this time, the Baihua Valley Master and the red-bearded old man had no idea, but the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor's reaction was faster than Lin Chen's, and he merged with the white divine sword and killed him.

Mr. Mo was a little slower than him, but he was no worse than Lin Chen. He raised his hand and threw out the silver-white divine spear, stabbing it with explosive force.

Obviously, the Nine Lives Sword Ancestor and Mr. Mo have the same idea as Lin Chen, which is to stop this at all costs.

Seeing this, Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan laughed loudly and said: "You three are quite good, a little stronger than those ants. Unfortunately, your efforts have no effect."

He took a step forward and stood in front of Lin Chen and the others. He was filled with the aura of the devil, as if the devil had descended. He slapped the stove with his right hand and came out to kill them.

Immediately afterwards, he unfolded his left hand, corresponding to his right hand, and shouted coldly at Lin Chen and the others:

"The Great Magic of Heavenly Demon!"

"not good."

Lin Chen's expression changed when he heard this.

Heavenly Demon Mingxing once performed Heavenly Demon's magic, and the terrifying feeling remained in his mind to this day.

But for those who are in the realm of the seven divine ancestors, the magic of the heavenly demon is so terrifying. The scorching flames of the heavenly demon in front of them are the nine divine ancestors, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?

Sure enough, before Lin Chen had time to respond, he felt a shock in his mind. His energy and energy were affected, his will was trembling, and his spiritual world was shaking this way and that.

As if struck by lightning, his whole body trembled violently, his chest heaved violently, and he kept retreating. His face quickly turned pale, and his momentum plummeted.

But Lin Chen was lucky, because the Heavenly Demon's Burning Flame method was aimed at him, the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor, and Mo Lao. The main target was the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor, because the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor posed the greatest threat to him.

But despite this, Lin Chen still suffered a devastating blow and fell thousands of miles away with a bang.

I saw that his energy was listless, his breathing was cut off, his eyes were turned white, his face was as withered as a candle in the wind, and he was not far from death.

"Damn it! Boy, I've warned you a long time ago, why do you still do this? Are you really desperate for your life?"

The ancient demon Qi Feng in the white vase was so angry that he cursed and hurriedly blessed Lin Chen with the power of faith to block some of the damage from the demon's magic.

After all, he was the ancestor of the Nine Paths God at his peak, and his realm plummeted, but his power of faith was still stronger than Lin Chen's.

After getting his help, Lin Chen finally recovered. He bulged his eyes and gasped for air. He felt like he had no strength at all.

But Lin Chen knew that he had survived, so he gritted his teeth and tried his best to run the holy path of life, absorb the energy of life, and increase his vitality.

At the same time, he was running his godless physique, absorbing the energy of the heavenly demons between heaven and earth, transforming it into the power of the divine ancestors, and slowly recovered.

Looking at his own condition, Lin Chen smiled bitterly and said via voice: "Qifeng, thank you."

Ancient Demon Qi Feng cursed unceremoniously: "Stop talking nonsense, boy, if you really want to thank me, then leave this ghost place as soon as possible."

"It's too late."

Lin Chen shook his head. He saw Mr. Mo in the distance, and saw that the other man also flew backwards. The situation was worse than his own, and the old man's face was bloodless.

Looking at the Nine-Life Sword Ancestor, he is indeed the genius of the Nine-Path Divine Ancestor, and his situation is better than Lin Chen and Mr. Mo. However, due to the influence of the Heavenly Demon's Great Technique, it is difficult to stop the Heavenly Demon's scorching flames.

The Baihua Valley Master, the red-bearded old man, and others finally reacted, but they were immediately held back by the seven Demon Meteoric Swordsmen, and they had no energy left at all.

Turning his gaze towards Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan, he saw him standing on top of the stove, looking down at Lin Chen and others, and laughed loudly:

"How dare a group of ignorant ants try to use a mantis as a chariot?"

After saying that, he turned around and bowed down to the circular jade platform, clasped his hands in fists and said, "Subordinate Zhuo Yan, I would like to greet Lord Zhuo Youshen."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the rune seal on the circular jade platform dispersing like quicksand, then cracking into pieces and collapsing.

Immediately afterwards, there was a roar, and the round jade platform disappeared, replaced by a bottomless black hole, from which a tide of demonic energy surged.

This aura of Heavenly Demon is more powerful than Heavenly Demon's Burning Flame, Heavenly Demon's Meteor Knife, and others. It is as deep as the sea, and in less than half a breath, it covers the entire world.

Shaoqing, a majestic voice came from the black hole: "Zhuoyan, thank you for your hard work."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a majestic figure stepping out of the black hole. He was a handsome and handsome young man in a purple shirt.

Let's take a look at his seventeen or eighteen-year-old appearance. He has a well-proportioned and perfect figure, fair and crystal-clear skin, long eyebrows, a purple and gold crown on his head, two strands of black hair hanging down his shoulders, and a smile on his face, showing his infinite charm.

The red-bearded old man's eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief: "He is the God of Zhuyou? How can he be so good-looking?"

"The Demon Clan is truly unpredictable."
Chapter completed!