Yes, the ferocity of Heifeng was indeed beyond Han Sanqian's expectations, and even Han Sanqian had difficulty moving forward in such a situation.

But the Evil Glutton is different. As an ancient beast, although it is no longer as brave as it used to be, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. After all, this thing is a genuine ancient beast.

Whether or not he can beat others is a question of whether he has grown up now, but his own skin is also doomed to be killed by others, and it is by no means an easy task.

"It's over, is it over?" Han Sanqian withdrew his gaze and looked at Ye Shijun lightly.

There was only a faint smile on Han Sanqian's face, but it was this kind of smile that could kill people's hearts the most.

"No, no, it's impossible, you can't!" Ye Shijun roared hysterically, it was hard to believe the reality in front of him.

Han Sanqian smiled bitterly, and then slowly walked out from the black wind that was about to extinguish...

"No...no...no!"

Seeing Han Sanqian stepping out of the black wind step by step, Ye Shijun was crazy and frightened, and couldn't help backing back again and again.

At this time, Han Sanqian was already like a god of death, the more he took a step forward, the more Ye Shijun felt a chill down his spine.

He shook his head crazily, it was really hard for him to accept it, and it was really hard for him to understand, how could his almost peerless group of demons dance...how could someone break it.

It shouldn't be broken.

Even if the true god descends, under such vast magic power, it is absolutely impossible to take advantage of it. Han Sanqian is not a true god, so why is he qualified to break it?

Ye Shijun panicked, and the group of people on the ground panicked even more, especially Zhu Yanshuo, Fu Tian and Zhu Yan'er. Their faces turned pale in an instant, and their hearts were ashamed.

Their happiest event becomes their scariest event.

Not only was Han Sanqian not killed by Ye Shijun, but at this time he directly broke Ye Shijun's big move alive and walked out very safely.

This is unacceptable and unacceptable to them.

"That guy...that guy, how did you do it?" Fengji Old Immortal sucked in a breath of cold air, which seemed to be inhaled from his mouth, and then penetrated his whole body in an instant, making him feel extremely cold.

"In the black wind that can destroy almost everything, how can this guy last for so long? Moreover, he walked out safely, even with a body made of iron, it is absolutely impossible."

"Fuck, who did we meet?"

"Couldn't this fucking be the newly promoted True God from the Central Plains? Because if it's just a human, how could he do this?"

The four masters were all shocked and extremely embarrassed.

Zhu Yan'er looked at Han Sanqian with complicated eyes, and Ye Shijun in her eyes suddenly became less fragrant at this time, and her jealousy and hatred for Han Sanqian suddenly rose in her heart at some point.

"It's just a broken spell, why are you making such a fuss?"

At this time, Han Sanqian walked out, the black air behind him almost getting thinner, he looked at Ye Shijun and said indifferently. I

"It's just a spell?" Ye Shijun looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, he really wanted to yell at him, although the dance of demons appeared to be just a forbidden spell.

But in fact its essence is far from being so simple.

It can be said that all Ye Shijun's cultivation for so long is ultimately for one purpose.

That is the dance of demons.

It can kill thousands of troops when it is moving, and it can trap all kinds of masters when it is still. It is an absolute super forbidden technique. JrNovels.com