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"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!" The banshee laughed in anger, and spit out a few mysterious magical syllables from his mouth. His thin claws suddenly opened, and a dark phantom ghost claw grabbed Wang Yan.

The ghost claws are gusts of wind, like the claws of the god of death, which can pull the human soul out of the body.

"Boy, I will pull out your soul and torture it for hundreds of years."

This time, the Banshee who reported the death was extremely angry. As a legendary monster, others only feared and aweeded him. No one dared to laugh at him for being ugly, and even dared to speak out.

Facing Wang Yan, who was coming with a fierce ghost claw, he looked calm and light, without any sense of tension.

"Comrade Lao Wang, be careful." However, the god-proud comrade Saladin hurriedly reminded Wang Yan.

Saladin had previously felt the power of the Banshee who reported the Death, and with his strength, he was equipped with top-notch equipment. However, in the battle between the Banshee who reported the Death and the Dark Singer, he almost didn't even have much room for intervention.

He was afraid that Wang Yan would not know the other party's power, so he suffered a loss if he was careless.

Suddenly, at this moment.

The ancient flame demon roared and the entire starry sky tower rumbled and slapped it. Although it shrank its body, it only removed a layer of shell outside. Even so, it is now more than ten meters high, and compared to humans, it is a giant.

The huge palm print hit the ghost claws, and the negative energy of the yin energy was blown to pieces, and the fragments melted like snow under the extremely hot flames. At the same time, the remaining strength of the ancient flame demon's giant hand had not disappeared, and he continued to cover the banshee who reported the death.

The fiery fire is secretly on the entire floor.

"Qua~" The banshee was shocked, but she didn't expect that the ancient flame demon would suddenly attack it. In a scream, she suddenly turned into countless crows and fled around in a flash.

"Bang!"

The floor of the Starry Sky Tower was hit and trembled violently. Even though the materials were outstanding and the defensive magic circle reinforced, I couldn't help but let out a fierce moan, and cracked slits appeared.

If you take a few more times, I am afraid that the floor that has been going through thousands of years will completely collapse.

The black crows flew around in a mess, burned by the flames. The group of escaped crows gathered again dozens of meters away into a banshee who had received death. Its face was like a skeleton ghost, and there was a hint of horror and anger: "Ancient Flame Demon Belaroka, what are you crazy? We are here this time, but to save you."

"Ao~" the ancient flame demon roared, stretched out a huge middle finger, and stood up fiercely at the banshee who reported the death.

"You!" The banshee who reported the death almost fainted. Didn't it mean that the ancient flame demon was infected with the negative energy of some kind of extraterritorial demons, and his personality became capricious and very violent?

What kind of gesture is this? Where did you learn this bastard?

"Quake~" A crow covered in flames and three feet flew to the shoulders of the ancient flame demon, and smiled badly, "Little Beckham, you and the taste are too heavy, even the banshee who reports the death. Brother, I really admire you."

The three-legged golden crow is also a creature born in the initial fire. It also claims to have reached the level of gods and is regarded as the sun god by the ancient Three-eyed civilization. If everything is true, it is naturally qualified to call Belaroka Xiaobei.

"Aoao~green~hat~bird!" The ancient flame demon glanced at it disdainfully. He heard that the son of flame said this word, but it didn't understand it very much. But it was still more than enough to use it to ridicule this crow.

"What!?" The three-legged golden crow stopped and blew on fire with her teeth and claws. "You stupid big guy, how dare you insult the great Sun God. One-on-one fight, I want to fight you one-on-one."

"You can't beat me." The ancient flame demon said in a muffled voice, telling the truth.

The three-legged golden crow was so angry that it was not so angry that it started to spray it in tricky words, from the image of the ancient flame demon to the taste, it sprayed it all over. But no matter how it sprayed it, the ancient flame demon always responded with three words.

"Green~Hat~Bird!"

This flame bird, an ancient flame demon, made both the enemy and us dumbfounded, and we couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Son of Fire, save my grandpa~"

At this moment, Lydia hugged her grandfather and cried sadly, "Grandpa, grandpa, don't die, wuwu~"

"Swish!"

Wang Yan flashed in front of her, dragged Lydia aside and said, "Why are you crying? Are you acting in a bitter drama? You can shake it a few more times, I will keep your grandpa alive."

Lydia stopped her tears and smiled awkwardly. She was indeed a little anxious just now. However, with the son of Flame taking action, grandpa should not have any problems. In the repeated incidents, Wang Yan's image became more and more mythical in her mind.

He could even cure the pollution in the ancient flame demon and take it as his subordinate. Isn’t it easy to treat her grandfather?

"Old guy, are you not dead yet? Just blink a few times before you die?" Wang Yan said to Emmons, who was covered in gray-black face in anger.

No wonder Wang Yan is very rude to Emmons now. This old guy actually stamped the ancient seal before he came out. Is he trying to murder him, Wang Yan, or do he want his granddaughter to have children with him?

If he hadn't been strong enough to solve the crisis of the ancient flame demon, he might have been trapped in the forbidden area of ​​the flame.

Emmons was already angry, but he still struggled to lift his eyelids. His strength reached his level, and his vitality was far from comparable to ordinary people. Therefore, even though his curses were already spread all over his body, he could still barely live.

"Oh, I didn't expect that my son of flame would be a breastfeeding twice in a day." Wang Yan shook his head helplessly. He couldn't stand it and refuse to save him. Under Lydia's begging eyes, he pinched Emmons' arm, and a pure pure Yang true fire penetrated into his body along his meridians.

"Hiss~"

Even though it was expected, the situation made Wang Yan take a breath of air conditioning.

The curse in Emmons was very vicious, not only destroying the vitality in his body, but also implicated his soul. As soon as Wang Yan's pure Yang Zhenhuo entered, he was besieged by a large number of cursed forces that spread out, and was declared defeated in just a few seconds.

Indeed, the pure Yang true fire can extinguish all evil spirits and filth. But just as water can extinguish fire, it can also evaporate water when the fire is too big. When the filthy curses reach a certain level, they can in turn encircle Wang Yan's pure Yang true fire.

"Fire, Son of Fire, yes, I'm sorry. Forget it, my life has been destroyed, extinction, you, you can't save me." Emmons turned back, his face turned red, grabbed Wang Yan's arm, and struggled and said, "Mah, please, please take care of Lydia."

"Grandpa~"

Lydia cried sadly, "Grandpa, you can't die, Son of Fire, please, please save my grandpa. No matter what the conditions are, I promise you."

"Li, Lydia." Emmons said, coughing black blood, "Answer, promise grandpa, take good care of himself. Fire, the son of flame, is actually a good person. It is because grandpa was biased against him before."

"Woooo~" Lydia cried in tears and nodded in pain.

“Hey hey!”

Wang Yan, who was standing beside him, interrupted helplessly, "What are you doing, your granddaughter? You are not acting like this in a bloody drama, right? I am still watching, and the villain SS are also standing by, don't take people seriously."

In fact, everyone was watching this scene and didn't react for a while.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, the banshee and the lich Marshall both woke up and couldn't help but nodded. Indeed, Emmons, you two grandsons, don't take people seriously. We are villains, so why are they lost in dignity?

"Marshall, let's go up, stop the son of flame and seize the tears of the starry sky." The banshee who reported the death was ordered, and it and Marshall rushed forward together.

Unexpectedly, the ancient flame demon giant stepped on his feet and stood in front, staring at them with contemptuous eyes, and rumbling with his voice: "Stop. Be obedient there, wait for my young master to fall."

Fearing the terrifying power of the ancient flame demon, the banshee and the lich Marshall stopped together and looked at each other. Young Master? What is that? Could it be that this ancient flame demon recognized the Fire Lord as the main one?

No, I heard that the ancient flame demon Bella Roka was at the first level of the demigod in his heyday. Although its strength has been greatly reduced, the dignity of the demigod should still be there. I will not recognize the Yan Zun, who is also a powerful demigod, as the primary member of the Yan Zun, right?

"Hmph~" Babbitt's eyes surged, his figure illusion behind them, and said in a deep voice, "The Banshee, the time has come to be so, you dare to think about the tears of the starry sky? It's so stupid."

The dark singer Babbitt is now the number one person in the world. This time he was originally going back to the academy to save the situation, but he was finally reported to be killed by the banshee, the banshee, and his heart was on fire.

If he fights alone under a fair environment, he will not be afraid of the old monster who has lived for hundreds of years and is half dead.

"Okay, okay, don't argue anymore." Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "You all take a rest first. I'll stabilize the injury of the old guy Emmons first, and then deal with it."

Banshee and Lich Marshall are so angry, Son of Fire, what do you think of yourself as? We are villains, why should we listen to you?

Just as they are ready to move.

Wang Yan snorted coldly: "Old Bei, whoever dares to make any moves, will slap it to death."

"Ao~"

The ancient flame demon Belaroka roared wildly, and a pair of burning flame-burning eyes stared at the banshee and lich who reported the death.

The fierce look made the banshee and the lich who reported the death to the death so frightened. He cursed in his heart, "Damn, what happened?" How could this ancient flame demon listen to the words of the Son of Fire, and he heard like a dog!"

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Chapter completed!