Chapter 1755: Saffron

Saffron, the Lord of Pain, is like an enlarged version of the black stick insect.

There are two rows of appendages on his abdomen, and transparent insect wings on his back. Three pairs of arthropod-like arms, each holding a sickle.

"Christos! This time, let me see where you are going?"

Rumbling thunder echoed in the air.

Before the thunder had even fallen, Saffron landed straight down. As if in a demonstration, he charged at Bai Xiaowen's mount - the Frost Dragon.

Even without Bai Xiaowen's order, the Frost Dragon would take the initiative to fight against danger. It spread its wings and breathed out a mouthful of icy dragon breath.

Swish!

Two sharp black cold lights swept across, as if they could cut through the space!

The dragon's breath was cut soundlessly, and slid past Saffron's insect body.

At the same time, the limbs of the Frost Dragon were also cut open.

"One of the seven demon kings, Saffron, the Lord of Pain!"

Mistress Kai Luowen's expression changed drastically, "Master Christos, please teleport away quickly! Don't worry about me."

"It's really long-winded."

Bai Xiaowen shook his head, but instead took out the silver throne from the storage ring and sat on it.

The Silver Throne slowly floated into the air following Bai Xiaowen's will, until Bai Xiaowen's sight was level with Saffron's compound eyes.

"The throne of the King of Silver!" Saffron's green compound eyes were about to turn red, "Christos, you are not qualified to occupy it!" For some reason, Saffron didn't even speak the devil language, Instead, it speaks the lingua franca of humanity.

"I'm not qualified, what about you?" Bai Xiaowen smiled, "A deserter? A defeated general?"

"Hmph! Christos, you just borrowed the power of the army, not a real skill. Now, you don't even have a single soldier around you! Even if you can summon, you can only summon a limited number of creatures! You can't fight me at all!"

Saffron was full of confidence, "I have carefully investigated, this deserted valley is so remote, it is impossible for your army to ambush. I will kill you, seize the magic core of the Silver King, and become the master of the Western Continent !"

"Hehehe..."

Bai Xiaowen laughed and said,

"Saffron, you came at the right time. I have issued an ultimatum to the demons in the Western Continent, and those who disobey will be executed. You have not come to the New Silver City to pledge your allegiance to me. I just happen to be here to destroy you."

"dream!"

With a roar, Saffron turned into countless black shadows and rushed towards Bai Xiaowen.

Suddenly, beams of light flashed and broke through the ground.

Saffron's countless black shadows suddenly turned back into one. He was a little surprised, looking at the beams of light bursting out of the ground around him: "What is this?"

"Let you gain a long-term insight, this is called a talisman."

Bai Xiaowen smiled and said, "Now, you are already within my domain. Saffron, do you think I've been wandering around in this valley all this time? I've already found what I'm looking for, but I just don't want to leave like this. I just want to go fishing."

"You've been waiting for me to show up?" Saffron asked, feeling guilty for some reason.

"Actually, I want to wait for Rochelle more. But obviously, he is much smarter than you."

Bai Xiaowen said with a smile, "Let me guess, Rochelle has met you, right? Has He promised you anything, such as killing me, you can inherit the status of Eastman?"

Saffron stared at Bai Xiaowen with his compound eyes, but couldn't hide the shock in his heart.

"Stupid. If I'm so easy to kill, why doesn't the thinker do it himself? If you want to let you, a piece of trash, be on an equal footing with him, you deserve it too?"

Bai Xiaowen clenched his fist suddenly.

The power of the beams of light merged suddenly, and the eight-door Golden Lock Immortal Formation finally took shape.

This is just a small fairy formation, and it only uses eight formation symbols, so it is easy to set up.

If this is the case, it is not easy for ordinary cultivators to conceal the eight-door Golden Lock Immortal Formation. In order to keep it secret, Bai Xiaowen used his feet to transmit the true energy and buried the talisman into the ground.

If there is no expert-level spiritual power mastery specialization, it may not be possible to do it.

Saffron suddenly felt his body sink, as if he was pressing a weight.

As a demon king of the air combat type, Saffron is most proud of his speed. But at this moment, he was under the pressure of the eight-door Golden Lock Immortal Formation, and his speed advantage declined infinitely.

"Damn guy...don't play tricks! Rochelle has already said that your physical strength is pitifully weak, but you just rely on a strange ability to restrain creatures with divine nature!" Saffron shouted coldly, "Rochelle It’s because I have divinity, I don’t want to come here and bet my life with you. I’m not afraid of you!”

After all, Saffron was one of the Seven Demon Kings, and he was not confused by Bai Xiaowen's words.

Moreover, in Saffron's view, although the Immortal Formation restricted him, it must also limit Bai Xiaowen's room to dodge and escape! This is tantamount to digging their own grave.

"This broken magic circle... stop looking down on people! Don't underestimate one of the Seven Demon Kings!"

Saffron's slender demon body suddenly shot out a series of bone spurs, turning from a stick insect into a praying mantis covered in blades. His aura also suddenly became stronger by more than 30%, breaking away from the speed limit of the eight-door Golden Lock Immortal Formation to a certain extent.

A black shadow, turning like a whirlwind, shot towards Bai Xiaowen.

Bai Xiaowen suddenly raised his hand, and a large-scale deterrence was launched!

Saffron's body paused for a moment, and then returned to normal—this demon king has rich combat experience, and he used evil energy to release the deterrence control in an instant.

But even this moment is enough for Bai Xiaowen.

A thin beam of lightning struck down on the head.

Ben Yuanlei!

Saffron felt a shudder in his skull! He instinctively sensed the breath of death, and the moment Bai Xiaowen raised his hand, he shook the insect's wings vigorously.

As we all know, insects can turn and change directions very quickly and are very flexible—just like flies, which are full of vitality in summer, it is not easy to slap them to death without the help of tools.

Saffron's speed of changing direction in the air is hundreds of times stronger than that of a fly!

Bai Xiaowen's Yuan Lei shot only hit three jointed limbs on one side of him.

With a sound of swishing, the three jointed limbs slid down neatly like knives.

There was no blood gushing out from the wound, and the erupting green blood was evaporated completely by the pure electricity.

Saffron let out a terrific howl of pain.

"This small injury is nothing to the devil's regeneration ability." Bai Xiaowen smiled.

"You...your own strength, how can you improve so much!" Saffron roared, "You obviously only have the strength of a demon lord! You are still a non-combat type!" He finally regretted it, flapping his insect wings, and fled out quickly .

However, the eight-door Golden Lock Immortal Formation blocked him like an invisible cage.

"Stupid, what do you think I set up this fairy array for?"

Bai Xiaowen sat on the Silver Throne, still smiling, "Of course I won't let you escape."