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The last old demon had the strangest aura.

He held the Desire Banner in his hand and gently waved it, which was able to arouse the deepest desires and fears in people's hearts.

The demonic energy surged, and the surrounding space was also making sharp and subtle noises.

"Luo Hou, you must give us a satisfactory explanation today, otherwise we will make sure you never return!"

Hearing the other party's words, Luohou just smiled coldly, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"It's probably going to be difficult with just you guys."

As soon as these words were spoken, the master of the Sky Stone Demon Sword took the lead in attacking, slashing out with his sword, and the sword light cut through the chaos and headed straight for Luohu.

Luohou sneered and swung the Eternal Demon Spear violently. The spear tip collided with the sword light, causing a deafening roar. The chaotic energy scattered and the space trembled.

"Three of you, it seems you're old. How dare you show off in front of me with just this little ability?"

Before he finished speaking, the old demon with a hidden dagger appeared in front of Luohu. He looked at Luohu coldly and stabbed him down with the dagger in his hand.

But the next moment, Xie had quietly appeared beside the Master of the Hidden Dagger, and swung the Divine Sword with a casual gesture.

Chapter 1295: Massacre, the Regretful Demon Ancestor

The dagger owner's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his eyes seemed to be burning with anger.

He suddenly roared to the sky, his voice filled with endless anger and murderous intent, and the boundless murderous intent tore apart the chaotic void.

With this roar, his figure was actually cut into two by an invisible blade in front of everyone's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the two figures quickly turned into two extremely thick black mists.

They circled and twisted in the air, eventually turning into nothingness and dissipating into chaos.

Only a trace of cold warmth remains, which makes people shudder.

This sudden change shocked the remaining two ancient demon ancestors to the point of almost suffocating.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, but soon realized that a late-stage saint wouldn't fall so easily. The magic weapons in their hands burst out with fierce killing intent.

Xie reacted the fastest, knowing that there was no time to hesitate, and immediately jumped up.

The demonic energy around him surged, and the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light. It was obvious that he was about to launch a fatal attack in an attempt to turn the tide of the battle.

In another deeper void chaos, the face of the Demon Ancestor of Hidden Assassin was extremely ugly, his brows were furrowed,

There was a complex light flashing in his eyes. If it weren't for the domineering secret technique, he would have died completely under this knife.

"What a quick knife!"

"You can actually sever the karmic connection between me and this world in a split second. You guys... be careful."

His deep voice echoed in the chaos, but disappeared again the next moment.

After hearing the reminder from the Hidden Assassin Ancestor Demon Ancestor, the expressions of the remaining two old monsters became even gloomier.

They knew very well that today's battle was no joke and any mistake would lead to eternal damnation.

The Lord of the Desire God Banner was even more furious. He waved the banner that could control people's minds and create illusions.

Countless bizarre illusions suddenly emerged from the chaos, trapping Luohu and Xie.

However, Rahu seemed to be in another world.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, a faint demonic aura surrounding him, as if he had merged into one with the chaos.

At this moment, the laws of magic were exerted to the extreme in him, and seemed to penetrate the prehistoric world!

The Eternal Demonic Spear seemed to come alive in his hands, transforming into thousands of spear shadows that poured out like a rainstorm.

In an instant, it penetrated all illusions and pointed directly at the true body of the Lord of the Desire Banner.

"You think you can trap me with just an illusion? What a joke!"

Luohu's voice was cold and confident, echoing in the chaos. The tip of the spear had arrived, and the face of the Lord of the Desire Banner suddenly changed.

In such a hurry, we could only fight back with all our might.

At this critical moment, another demon ancestor appeared in time.

He held a Heavenly Stone Demon Sword emitting a faint glow, the sword light was like a dragon,

It collided violently with Luohou's gun shadow, making a deafening sound.

Although he barely managed to withstand Luohou's killing move, he was also shocked by the terrifying force and retreated repeatedly.

His face was as pale as paper, and he had obviously suffered serious injuries.

"Your stupidity caused all this to happen. Now you dare to come against me? You're courting death!"

Luohu's voice was filled with coldness and determination. The demonic energy around him was boiling, and his murderous intent erupted like a volcano!

The three Demon Ancestors looked at the two with grim expressions.

The leading ancestor demon held the Heavenly Stone Demon Sword and stared at Luohou.

"Today, we will remember!"

Chapter 1,296 We are all reasonable and good people!

In this chaotic void, the three Demon Ancestors have stopped their actions.

Having experienced a major failure, they now each bear the responsibility of the rise and fall of their tribe.

They originally thought that with years of cultivation and wisdom, they could at least gain some benefits in the prehistoric world, but no one expected that they would end up in a miserable defeat.

And now they have suffered a setback at the hands of Luohou. Originally, they thought that they could at least restore the face they lost in the prehistoric times.

However, reality was like a heavy hammer, hitting their arrogance hard.

In their hearts, Luohu is now like a sharp sword hanging over their heads, which seems to pose a huge threat to them.

He stood there, surrounded by an indescribable pressure, a power beyond the scope of ordinary strong men.

It makes people feel suffocated involuntarily.

The aura surging from him could stir up waves between heaven and earth.

No one present could ignore his presence.

"What? Still want to fight?"

Luo Hou's voice sounded, with murderous intent still on his face.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but that smile contained endless coldness, which made the hearts of the three Demon Ancestors tighten.

The ancestor of the demon who held the Hidden Killer was named Abyss. He spoke angrily, trying to fight against this oppressive feeling with reason and logic.

"Luo Hou, you clearly know the complexities of the prehistoric world, yet you push our people into this fire pit. What are your intentions?"

However, Luohou's answer was like a bucket of cold water, which made them completely despair.

"It seems you still don't understand."

He shook his head slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"In this world where the strong prey on the weak, strength is everything.

The late-stage saints I sent out were meant to buy you time so that you could do something, but you kept delaying, which ultimately led to this result.

What qualifications do you have to question me?"

Upon hearing this, the three Demon Ancestors' faces instantly turned ashen.

They knew they were in the wrong, but the anger in their hearts burned like wildfire.

They looked at each other and saw the same determination and madness in each other's eyes.

However, at this moment, everyone did not dare to act rashly, because they knew that Luohou would definitely not give them a second chance.

They also value their lives. After all, they have lived for so long and no one wants to die here.

"Luo Hou, don't go too far!"

Fentian spoke coldly, he finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

And the joke at this moment is to speak.

"If you want to fight, then fight. But if you want an explanation, we don't have it here!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the three Demon Ancestors flew into a rage. Just as they were about to attack, they felt murderous intent lingering around them, and their faces changed drastically!!!

"Hmph, you don't overestimate your capabilities."

Luo Hou snorted coldly without even looking at Fentian.

His gaze pierced through the void like a sharp sword, shooting straight into the hearts of the three Demon Ancestors.

Feeling this terrible oppression, the three of them stared at Luohou with anger on their faces.

"You guy!!!"

Luohu's mouth corners slightly raised, now they had no choice.

In this chaos, the power that threatens him no longer exists.

Next, his plan can be implemented perfectly.

As he spoke, Luohou looked at the three demon ancestors in the field.

"You three are already seriously injured. Stop being so stubborn and go back!"

Chapter 1297: The chess game is full of cowards

At that moment, the faces of the three Demon Ancestors seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, so gloomy that water seemed to drip from them.

Fentian's eyes were fixed on Luohu, and the murderous intent in them was as solid as substance, almost penetrating the air and piercing the other party's heart.

However, Luohou seemed to be out of the matter, with a faint smile on his face.

That smile contained both disdain for Fentian's murderous intent and confidence in his own well-planned plan.

Although endless anger and unwillingness were boiling in their hearts, the three Demon Ancestors knew that a head-on confrontation at this moment was not a wise move.

They looked at each other and tacitly chose to endure, forcibly suppressing the murderous intent that was about to overflow.

With a heavy sigh, the three of them turned into three black shadows and quickly disappeared from the spot.

Leaving behind only a series of whispers and unfulfilled threats that lingered in the air.

Looking at the direction where the three people left, a trace of worry appeared between his brows.

He turned to look at Luohou, with a hint of worry in his tone.

“All three of them are powerful saints in the late stage, and their strength is unfathomable.

How can you be so sure they won't plot against you?"

Luohou shook his head slightly, his deep eyes flashing with an unfathomable light.

“Although they are strong, their hearts have been broken. Greed and fear have intertwined, making them lose their former decisiveness and resolve.

I have demonstrated my determination and strength, and I chose to forgive at the critical moment, which undoubtedly planted the seeds of anxiety in their hearts.

Their minds are now already occupied by their desire for the Great Desolation, and they are waiting for the conflict between us and the Way of Heaven.

They are trying to profit from this and take the final step in their breakthrough."

When Xie heard this, the expression on his face changed from worry to shock, and he looked at Luohu in disbelief.

Once again I realized how unfathomable this person is.

"You had anticipated all this...?"

There was a hint of shock in his voice, and a complex emotion was surging in his heart.

Luohou chuckled, then shook his head with a calm expression on his face.